I used to believe in science

They're in a warehouse, probably still in Gotham.

That's all the information Antoinette could get. They got to such a remote place after a lot of twists and turns, and she didn't know their surroundings at all.

After she was brought here, she was left in a corner of this empty room. She couldn't do anything, but checked what happened before in her mind over and over again, and told herself that this was the best choice, and other plans were too risky. big.

She didn't notice that someone was approaching her, and she was startled when a straw was poked in front of her face.She looked carefully and found that Bernard was squatting in front of her, holding a water bottle with a thin tube to her mouth.

She gratefully took a sip to rehydrate herself.

Bernard didn't look at her the whole time, which gave her the opportunity to take a good look at him.She hadn't led any of the negotiations, but she'd seen Hodge do it a lot, so she knew what to say at this point, "Bernard, do you have any kids?"

The first thing that popped out of her mind was this sentence, the other party will care about her physical state, and there are details such as thin tubes, so she must be a family-friendly person.

And this sentence also successfully kept the other party, he was about to put down his leaving hand, squatted back in front of her again, squinted his eyes at her and warned, "Don't try to be clever."

Antoinette shrugged, and was not intimidated by his bluff, "You always have to make your request. You tied me up for this. Why don't you tell me, we have time."

"..." The other party narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, and finally snorted out of his nose, probably not really paying attention to a little girl like her, "Two children."

"Did you do this for them?" Antoinette asked a closer question in a persuasive manner.

"My house is gone, my job is gone, and if I can't get a sum of money they will take them away." Bernard suddenly became agitated when he said this, and raised his voice "It's all Wayne's Wrong, your little boyfriend's fault!"

"Hey, Bruce is not my boyfriend." Antoinette argued, hoping that he would calm down and not disturb the other person.

"Wayne is not your boyfriend? Then why are you so active in standing up to the tank?" Bernard raised an eyebrow and quickly shifted his attention.

"I'm actively standing up to the cylinder because you locked the whole building and then blow it up." Antoinette replied.

"Why do you care about this? Shouldn't you children from rich families be particularly reluctant to die?"

"Of course I care, the lives of so many people." Antoinette thought, this is professionalism and work habits, but she can't take the risk of telling the other party that she is an FBI, which will scare him, so she decided to play the warmth card instead. I also care about your life, have you considered what would happen to your children if you were buried in that building today?"

"..."

"I've felt this, my dad... the well-known man, I was a little carrot when he died." Antoinette lowered the corners of his eyes to make himself look sad, of course, it doesn't really need to pretend "I'm in Overwhelmed at their funeral because I knew they were not coming back, never to be seen again. Believe me, it has a lifetime effect on a child."

"..." Bernard was silent, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Antoinette waited for a while, and asked casually, "Where is your friend? Is there something wrong with his family?"

"Jack?" Bernard raised one eyebrow, and looked away after a while, "Yes, almost."

Such a vague answer is not enough, so Antoinette further asked, "Have you known each other for a long time?"

"A few months?" Bernard shrugged, his tone relaxed, but his tense movements didn't mean that. "He told me that there was a seriously ill mother in his family, and Wayne Enterprises refused to provide her with medical insurance .”

"Oh, I'm sorry." Antoinette said, pausing for a moment as if she had just remembered something before speaking, "It sounds like he's more urgent than you, buddy, but why do I feel like he's more relaxed than you." She didn't say It was too clear, but it was enough for the other party to change his face.

Within an hour, Antoinette heard an argument a wall away, followed by a gunshot.

The voice made her stunned, and another person came from the next door, pulled her up, and looked at her closer "I now understand why they said never underestimate a Stark, just use your mouth to instigate rebellion lost my friend."

"You really regard him as your friend?" Antoinette squinted down. On the other side of the door, Bernard lay face up on the ground motionless. This realization made her close her eyes in pain.

She was so stupid, she guessed that the other party had other plans, so she should have made better preparations.

"It's just a consumable item." The other party snorted contemptuously.

"You're not looking for money, that's why you're looking for me." She suddenly thought that the other party didn't expect her to be there, and it was purely a temporary idea to bring her out, so what was his plan in the first place? She shuddered. "You really want to blow up Wayne Enterprises?"

"But I got better. Miss Stark, haven't you been investigating us?"

The amount of information in this sentence is huge, and she opened her eyes in surprise. Looking at the other party's ferocious smile from this distance makes people feel frightened. The other party's empty hand raised up and slapped her, and she fell down Hitting the wall, in the last moment of darkness, she heard the other party say, "The court of owls sends you greetings, Miss Stark."

Bruce sat slumped in front of the computer, checking the surveillance video over and over again.

From the time the kidnappers walked into the gate of the building to when they took Antoinette away.

Both men wore hoods throughout the trip, making it impossible to identify them.But he believed Tony would find her, and the BAU team was on their way - he'd instructed Gordon to notify her.

"How about Fox?" Bruce asked when the old butler came down to serve him a cup of coffee.

"Lucius is busy with public relations, and he hopes you can come out when you are free." Alfred said.

"Then I'll go over now." Bruce picked up the coat that had been draped over the back of the chair before, and stood up.

And the old butler calmly raised one eyebrow and suggested, "Maybe Batman's help is more needed now?"

"No, this is just an ordinary kidnapping case, the FBI will get involved, they are more professional." Bruce shook his head, looked up again at the video of Antoinette walking out the door with his hands raised "and Tony will find her, bat Xia doesn't need to show up."

"Don't need it or don't want to?"

"..." Bruce turned his head and looked at his respected old butler, "What do you want to say, Alfred?"

"I don't think Master and Miss Stark have any opinion of your little secret."

"Then you underestimate Tony." But Bruce didn't think so. He felt that if Tony knew who Batman was, he would definitely keep Antoinette away from him.

But he cherishes this friendship, one of the few that he has as Bruce Wayne.

So it might be best to keep the status quo.

With that in mind, he was about to set off for the enterprise.But just as he turned around, he received a phone call.Tony's name flashed on the phone, and he picked it up, hoping for good news.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations. Alfred watched his master turn pale and couldn't believe it. After a long while, he said, "What do you mean no one was found?"