Chapter 2099 The Ultimate New World (V)

Bruce chose to pay the phone bill.

With the phone bill, he could go online, so that if he encountered something he didn't understand, he could check it on the Internet at the first time.

Then he understood that he was now in the future, and technology was much more advanced than in his era. Computers were no longer extremely expensive items, and even more portable devices had penetrated into thousands of households.

He didn't have a computer now, but there was no need to buy one. He could directly find a place to rent computers, which was the so-called Internet cafe, to do his work.

And he also learned one thing, that is, Aisha didn't just inherit the appearance of other Batman, she was a small Batman, as talented as Batman.

But the efficiency of communication was a problem, and Bruce keenly noticed that Aisha might have communication barriers.

Her intellectual and physical development was not slow, which meant that the communication barrier might be caused by personality or other pathological factors.

But if that was the case, why didn't Aisha's biological father treat her? Since the Batman in other universes was so strong, it made no sense not to treat his own daughter.

While thinking about this question, Bruce searched for the nearest Internet cafe on the map of his mobile phone. Although he didn't have money to buy a hard drive yet, he could go to the Internet cafe first.

He actually wanted to search for some information about the water pipe renovation project on the Internet, but when he entered the Internet cafe and turned on the computer, the homepage of the search website pushed a news to him.

Bruce clicked it and found that it was a report about the changes in the appearance of San Francisco citizens.

Bruce learned that the city he was in was San Francisco before, but not through the Internet, but because the Golden Gate Bridge was so conspicuous that he couldn't help but see it.

It turned out that it was not only him who paid attention to the abnormal appearance of the people in this city. With this feeling, Bruce clicked on the report.

I thought I would get detailed discussion and research materials, but the whole article was praising these handsome men and beautiful women, telling how charming their appearance was and how strong their bodies were.

In the end, there was only one sentence, "They are the first beneficiaries of the new evolution that God has blessed mankind with. They will become benchmarks and leaders in the new world and have a pivotal position."

Bruce had a headache after reading it.

But this time it was not because he could not understand, but because he understood too well. However, he also understood that if he could understand this report, it meant that most people could understand it, which meant that there would be no real evidence in this report and it was definitely not rigorous enough.

But because of this, it was easy to cause greater controversy.

Sure enough, Bruce continued to read on and found that the comment area under this news was simply a mess. According to nationality, race, gender, class, religion, and even region and hobbies, it was divided into dozens of factions, and the quarrels were so lively.

But obviously, there was no useful information in these quarrels. Maybe the first few comments were still talking about this matter, and most of the comments later were attacking each other.

These violent words made Bruce dizzy, but he still did not forget what he came here for. After a while, he began to search for information about San Francisco's water pipe renovation project on the Internet.

As a result, except for a report on the adjustment of the tap water supply route half a year ago, no information related to the place where he was working now was found.

Following this notice with only a few words, Bruce found that the reason for the adjustment of the water supply route was that a water plant had closed down before. When he checked why the water plant closed down, he only got the speculation of residents in some areas where the supply was adjusted, which was probably that the boss ran away with his sister-in-law.

The clues were basically cut off here, and Bruce didn't know what to search for, so he could only search for the names of all the water plants in San Francisco and then check them one by one.

After searching for a long time, Bruce found a somewhat strange phenomenon. About half a year ago, many water plants in San Francisco closed down one after another. The reason was poor management, but it was rumored that there was something wrong with the boss.

Bruce felt that he might have found the key, so he wrote down the names of these water plants on a piece of paper and planned to check them carefully after moving bricks this afternoon.

Today's brick moving work was still calm. Physical work is not like office clerks who can chat while working. Everyone is breathing hard, and most of them turn around and leave after finishing the work, without much intersection.

Bruce paid the boss and turned around to meet a strange man who greeted him.

A Mexican youth with braids came up, patted Bruce on the shoulder, and handed him a cigarette.

"You have a nice figure, man." The other party put his arm around Bruce's shoulder and said, "I heard you have a daughter?"

Bruce immediately showed a vigilant look, and the Mexican youth waved his hand and said, "Don't think wrongly, I have a green card, otherwise can't I work with you? I am a second-generation immigrant, don't be afraid."

"It's just that I heard that you might be short of money, so I want to introduce a job to you."

"I don't do anything illegal." Bruce emphasized.

"It's not your turn to do illegal work." The Mexican young man shook his head and said, "There is a project now that requires people to test drugs. The fee is 2,000 US dollars a day for seven days. Will you do it?" Bruce stared slightly. Eyes, just when he was about to refuse, the other party said: "Don't think that I am an organ dealer or that I want you to test poison. This is a formal activity conducted by a large company, recruiting volunteers from the whole society."

"But their conditions are a bit harsh. They have requirements for each race's height, weight, appearance, eye color, and even hair. I failed the interview before, but I think you meet the standard white people they recruit. of."

The Mexican guy made a few hand gestures and said, "That's the kind of old white guy with European ancestry, dark complexion, bright eyes, strong body and so on."

"Before testing the drug, an insurance contract will be signed in accordance with laws and regulations. Any accidents will be protected by law. This is not the first time they have recruited volunteers. I have never heard of any problems."

"I found this opportunity after extensive research. I originally wanted to go by myself, but I didn't choose. Even if I am not responsible for your life safety, I still have to be responsible for my own."

"Besides, if I introduce you a job, you have to pay me a handling fee. If you die or go to the hospital, wouldn't my introduction be in vain?"

The Mexican guy began to persuade and exaggerate about the project, but Bruce was thinking about something else.

There are very strict requirements on the appearance of volunteers. Does that have anything to do with the changes in the appearance of people in San Francisco?

"How much do you want?" Bruce asked.

"It's not much, just give me 10%. Since you have a daughter, I won't ask you to pay a deposit first. You don't have any money anyway, but after everything is done, you have to settle the bill on time."

"What's your name?"

"Me? My name is..."

"I'm talking about that group, the group that needs to test drugs."

"Osborne, it's the Osborne Group."

Before going home at night, Bruce started looking for a house next to the old cheap supermarket. He left his contact information with the proprietress of a local supermarket. The proprietress said that a landlord would contact him soon.

After returning home, he found that Elsa had already started to pack the box. Bruce picked her up and kissed her on the cheek, while Elsa pushed him away with a hint of disgust.

Bruce didn't mind either, but put away his things and took Aisha out for dinner.

This time I changed to a fast food restaurant and had Indian pizza and curry. Bruce was checking out this company called Osborne while eating.

The information that can be found online is also very limited, but it can be seen from the overwhelming news reports that this group called Osborne is really a big company. The leader of the company, Norman Osborne, is a world-renowned rich man. .

Could the changing appearance of San Franciscans have anything to do with Norman Osborn?

Simple conspiracy theories do not require the support of IQ, and large American companies have done immoral things not once or twice. It can only be said that all conspiracy theories are well-founded. Bruce suspects that the water plants have collapsed one after another, and the city water pipes have Inexplicable renovations, changes in the appearance of San Franciscans, and the Osborne Group's recruitment of volunteers are actually the same thing.

But Bruce still can't figure out what the Osborne Group is doing. It seems that their business scope has nothing to do with the above-mentioned things. Is there a bigger conspiracy behind it?

Thinking of this, Bruce dug into his pocket, found the phone number the Mexican guy had left for him during the day, and called it.

"Hello, I think you are right. I do need money. I have had enough of taking my daughter to eat cheap fast food every day. She should not live such a life."

Bruce said it sincerely, but the Mexican guy opposite said to him excitedly: "Very good, just tell the interviewer like this, at least he will admit you out of sympathy, it's best this way."

Deciding to participate in the drug experiment, Bruce asked for a day off from the construction site to go to the interview. Aisha heard the content of his phone call and looked at Bruce with some worry.

"Don't worry, I'm not really going to test the medicine." Bruce stared at the address sent by the Mexican guy and said: "I think this is a perfect opportunity to find out what they are doing, and I want to catch him. "

"And if I get my salary, I can buy a hard drive and use the program you wrote to copy the surveillance video of the construction site. The anomalies in it will be the best evidence to expose the conspiracy."

Having made up his mind, Bruce took Aisha back home. As soon as he got home, he received a call from the supermarket owner's wife, asking him to go over and look at the house. Considering that it was already a bit late today, they decided to go tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Bruce took Aisha and followed the landlord to the new house. This was a small building some distance from the city center. The house was relatively old and the furniture was relatively simple, but fortunately it had two floors and two floors. Separate bedroom.

Bruce was very satisfied, but he was a little worried about Elsa. After all, she was the eldest lady of Wayne Manor, and she would not be able to live in such a simple house.

But Elsa seemed happy, especially after seeing the small children's slide in the only backyard.

They happily settled on the rent, and Bruce was quite experienced in bargaining. He managed to get the rent to a very low price, which he could afford even if he worked part-time.

In the afternoon, Bruce went to the interview, which was located at the Osborne West Coast Medical Experimental Center in the suburbs of San Francisco.