In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 465: Those who were once great (below)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
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Just after the figures of Bruce, Lux and Clark left the empty space, Schiller scanned around the underground cavity, ignoring the half-kilo miniature camera left by Bruce, and prepared to work.
Although it was an experiment, it was actually very simple. Schiller turned into a gray mist and floated above the monster egg. The moment the gray mist touched the monster egg, the monster egg disappeared.
Then, Schiller focused his attention on the ring on his hand. In an instant, he appeared on the empty island in the familiar gray fog space. He turned his head and saw the huge monster egg lying on his next to.
Schiller walked around the monster egg, and he found that although the heartbeat inside the egg shell became faster, it was still very stable, and there was no sign of breaking the shell.
Since this is the case, Schiller decided to put it here first, and then deal with the outside affairs.
After returning to the underground of the manor, Gray Mist let out a happy "Yeah!", and then began to eat and drink.
Gray mist spread, covering the entire empty space, and the sound of "Katcha Kacha Kacha" was heard endlessly. Within a few minutes, all the kryptonite on the device was eaten up.
"Hi... so full!"
Grey Mist let out a satisfied sigh, and then fell silent, as if concentrating on digesting again.
Schiller looked at the empty underground cavity. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and said to himself in a low voice: "Oh, yes, did Rex say that the previous one I left something here?"
"Okay, let me see, where should I hide it?"
He first took a look at the hole, and then stepped away decisively.
The first reason is that there is really no place to hide things in this hole, and the second reason is that if the former Schiller was an ordinary person, the amount of radiation here would be enough to kill him, and it is unlikely that he would hide things. xz is in one such place.
Schiller went out, searched around the hall and corridor, found nothing, and then returned to the cellar they had come down from before.
In the cellar and the corridor leading from the cellar to the hall, Schiller carefully inspected it several times. Finally, he unscrewed a lamp at the top, and then found that there seemed to be a hidden compartment on it. He stretched out his hand, Sure enough, I touched a metal product.
After getting the thing down, Schiller found that it was a small safe, so small that it could even be held in one's arms. Reminiscent of the previous description of Lux, Schiller guessed that it might contain and Something about the Dionysian factor.
Thus, he separated a wisp of gray mist, and prepared to unlock the door of the safe.
On the ground of a silver-covered courtyard, the cellar door opened with a "snap". The door opened for a long time, but still no one came out.
A few minutes later, Bruce and Lux crawled out of the cellar door one after another. Both of them looked around in confusion, as if they were deeply puzzled by the fact that there were no enemies. .
"It seems that Clark has solved them all." Rex said looking at the traces on the surrounding snow.
"Impossible, Clark doesn't kill people."
Lex snorted disdainfully, and said, "How long have you known him? You sound like ten years, but it's not more than a day. How do you know him..."
"Hey guys, I'm back!"
At this time, Clark happened to fall from the sky. He put his hands on his hips and slowly landed on the ground. Bruce frowned and asked, "Why did you go?"
Lex saw that Clark was chilled all over, his hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, he looked as if he had stood in the snow for a long time.
"I got rid of those annoying agents."
"It's gone, where did it go?" Lux asked with some doubts: "You really killed them, didn't you?"
"Of course not, I wouldn't do such a cruel thing, I just let them go back to their hometown."
"Isn't that just killing them?"
Clark waved helplessly and said:
"No, didn't they say they were from the FBI? I tied them together and flew them to the FBI base and dropped them off."
"I moved very quickly, no agent saw me, they still have to thank me, otherwise, how would they rush back in such a heavy snow day?"
Bruce and Lux opened their mouths at the same time, and they looked at each other. Bruce hesitated and said, "Have you ever considered that they might not be from the FBI?"
"But they themselves say they are the FBI, and even if they are not, the FBI should send them home."
"The FBI may send them 'back home'."
Bruce glanced at Lux, who was shivering in the snow, and Clark, who was out of breath after exercising, and said, "You two should go back to your room."
After speaking, he turned around and walked forward, stepping on the thick snow, crossing the courtyard, and returning to the banquet hall.
In the banquet hall, it was still a mess. The tablecloths fell on the ground, candlesticks and tableware were scattered everywhere. Bruce stepped over these obstacles and walked straight in. He and Benjamin still had a score to settle.
According to his speculation, Benjamin should be silently observing the situation in the courtyard on a relatively high floor. It may be the high-rise of the main building of the manor, or it may be the high-rise of the tower next to it. Bruce decided to go to the nearest high-rise of the main building. investigation.
As soon as he reached the fourth floor, Bruce found some clues. There were almost no ordinary residents here, but there were a lot of traces of human activities.
Going up another floor and reaching the fifth floor, Bruce was even more confused. There was a lot of messy things here, and he couldn't understand what they were used for.
It looks like someone is deliberately guiding someone up, Bruce speculates, but he is sure that the target of being guided is not himself, because those traces have already been checked, and Bruce feels that this is not It's not a clever trap, at least he won't fall for it.
Just as he crossed the corridor, turned a corner, and was about to walk into the stairwell, he saw a dead body lying on the floor of the landing in the middle of the stairs—it was Benjamin.
Bruce's eyes narrowed. After he walked up the stairs, he began to examine Benjamin's body. Judging from the state of the wound and blood, it seemed that Benjamin had just died, and the person who did it was very experienced and killed him with a single shot.
Judging from the surrounding situation, Benjamin might be under siege, and Bruce couldn't lock the target, because those banquet guests definitely didn't have the ability to kill Benjamin.
But apart from those guests, those who have this ability are Bruce, his group, or other agents.
Thinking of this, Bruce speculated that it might be the contradictions within the agents that caused Benjamin's death, and the person most likely to do it was Benjamin's deputy Keira.
Thinking like this, Bruce continued to walk up, holding a bat dart in his hand at the same time, and when he reached the sixth floor, he found that only the door of one room was open, and the light coming out It shines on the floor and walls, like cutting off the corridor.
Bruce walked over against the wall, but when he looked into the room, Keira standing in the middle of the room also saw him, and Keira said, "Come in, Mr. Wayne .”
Realizing that he had been spotted, Bruce didn't intend to sneak any more. He walked in, but he still didn't relax his vigilance. Keira stood opposite him and said to him:
"Mr. Wayne, I have some bad news for you."
Bruce was silent, but Keira didn't care about his attitude, but said to himself: "Just now, for some reason, I killed that idiot named Benjamin."
"The motivation and method are not important..." Keira walked to the back of the desk while talking, took out a document from the drawer, and threw it on the desk.
There was a sound of "pop", and Kayla continued: "I found this in Benjamin's briefcase. It's about your housekeeper's personal information. Do you want to see it?"
Bruce's eyes fell on the thick stack of documents on the desktop. He estimated the content of the documents based on the thickness of the paper, and then stood silently on the spot without moving.
Kayla waved the pistol in his hand and said:
"I am different from that idiot Benjamin. I have no intention of being an enemy of the Wayne Group. I am waiting for you here just to give you this information as a favor. I hope you don't mind what the agents did before. "
"That's it, you can watch slowly, I'll leave first."
"By the way, it's best not to try to stop me with the dart in your hand. Just now, the communication has been restored, and the satellite phone in my hand has been restored. If you do it, the headquarters will know immediately."
Speaking, Keira strode past Bruce and left the room. After she went down one floor, she came to a room on the fifth floor. Alfred looked helplessly in the room. she.
About ten minutes ago, Keira led Alfred to the room where Benjamin put the documents. Keira walked behind the desk, pulled out the documents from the folder, and carefully looked at it Content.
"Oh, sorry, I was a little curious before, but Benjamin was very vigilant, I didn't find a chance to see it, do you want to see it?"
Alfred shook his head and said, "When you reach my age, you won't want to look back at your resume, it's full of dark history."
Hearing this, Keira instinctively glanced at the "Emotion" column in Alfred's profile, the long list of names.
"Okay, whatever, let's get rid of it as soon as possible, as if this never happened."
Alfred shook his head and said: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. With Bruce's wisdom, if he really doubted me, he would have already investigated the information clearly. In this case, it doesn't matter whether we destroy these things or not." Important."
Kayla put the information back on the table helplessly, and said:
"Even if you have a good relationship with Bruce, according to my observation, he is a very typical American, and he is the kind of person who instinctively doubts everything."
Seeing Alfred's indifferent expression, Keira sighed, she came to Alfred's opposite and said to him:
"Before, you taught me a lot of things. You are really a good teacher. Whether it is public or private, I hope you can continue to live in peace."
Seeing that Alfred didn't want to discuss this topic, Keira still insisted:
"I have to make sure that little Wayne doesn't doubt you, or that he has feelings for you, and it's not just you paying unilaterally, otherwise, sooner or later, he will hurt you."
Kayla reached out and pushed Alfred directly, and said, "You go downstairs and wait, I want to see, this document is placed in front of little Wayne, what will he do, if he dares Betray you, and I'll kill him with one shot."
Kayla has feelings for Alfred, and Alfred has the same for her. He will teach Keira so carefully, but in fact, he poured part of his family affection on her. Facing Keira's kindness , Alfred could not forcefully refuse.
So, after Keira handed over the materials to Bruce, Bruce stood behind the desk and looked at the pile of materials on the table. From his current angle, he could only see the first page of the materials. Write the basic information of Alfred.
Bruce stepped forward and picked up the document. He aligned the document on the table, but instead of opening it, he took out the lighter.
Watching the paper slowly turn into black ash in the flames, Bruce turned to look outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Behind him, the first page of information was quickly burned, and the words "KGB-MI6 agent: Alfred Pennyworth" on the top line disappeared completely in the flames up.
But Bruce stood by the window, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, what he thought of was, in the vast snow field of the northern country, has his butler seen snow that is bigger and more beautiful than this~IndoMTL.com ~But there is one more thing I want to confirm. In the room on the fifth floor, Keira rubbed her chin and asked hesitantly. She said, "Of course, if you can't say it, just pretend that I didn't ask." "
"There is nothing you can't say, now your level is higher than mine."
"It's really nothing important, it's just the Philby list, you know, I'm having a hard time trying to convince those idiots to change their minds, I gotta make sure you keep it well hidden, or it'd be a nuisance if you lose it of."
"I did hide it before, but later, I wanted to bid farewell to my past identity and return everything to its original owner, so I contacted Moscow and asked them to go to a contact I designated Click to retrieve the list."
"After I sent the list, they sent agents to pick it up. The list should have returned to Moscow by now."
"Back to Moscow?" Keira frowned, and said very seriously: "Impossible, I have been in touch with Moscow, if the list has returned to Moscow, why would there be trouble with Philby's body?" Do you have to make such a fuss?"
Alfred also frowned, he said: "I'm sure, the communication between me and Moscow is trustworthy, absolutely no one else interferes, as for the whereabouts of the list..."
He shook his head and said, "...I don't know anymore."
At this time, in the underground of the manor, Schiller successfully used the gray fog to cheat and pry open the safe.
After opening the door of the safe, what caught his eyes was not the expected Dionysian factor reagent, but an ordinary-looking folder.
On the folder, a badge with a sickle, a hammer and a red flag is shining brightly.