Chapter 455: The Mystery of Spy (Part 2)
The engine roared loudly in the Bat fighter, so Hal had to shout at the top of his lungs: "Even if you can fly a plane, why do you take them with you?!"
Hal turned his head and looked behind the seat back. At this time, there were two child seats behind the cockpit, with Dick and Elsa fixed on them.
"Flying in a fighter jet is too dangerous for children!" Hal shouted.
"Don't you think it's dangerous to leave them in Gotham?"
Alfred pulled the control column hard, and the fighter plane accelerated again, but Dick and Elsa sitting in the back seats didn't feel anything.
Dick, who had the power of the green light, and Elsa, who was not an ordinary person, were not afraid of this level of bumps. They even sat in their seats and poked their heads around, looking at the operation panel in front of them curiously.
Not only them, but soon, Hal also noticed the unique control panel, which was different from the control panel of any fighter jet he had ever seen. However, Alfred was very flexible and skillful in controlling the bat. fighter plane.
Although the control panel was different, Hal could still tell that this was by no means Alfred's first time flying a plane.
As he said before, flying a plane and driving a car are completely different things. Professional pilots need to undergo professional training. Although there are many talented people, flying a plane is as easy as driving a car, but novices and veterans can tell the difference at a glance.
The distance between Gotham and Metropolis is not far. They are the two closest megacities. Therefore, soon, through the cockpit of the Bat Fighter, you can see the faint shadows of city buildings.
"There's no tower! How are we going to land?!" Hal asked loudly.
Alfred didn't answer him, he just turned his head, then looked down, and his eyes fell on the parachute bag under the seat. Hal followed his gaze and also looked at the parachute bag. He said: "You don't want me to parachute down, do you?" "You are violating pilot safety regulations!" Hal argued. He frowned and said, "I have been a test pilot and have also worked in ground logistics. I have never seen you like this..." As soon as he said this, the black muzzle of the double-barreled shotgun was pointed at his head. Hal swallowed his saliva and changed the topic: "Of course, there are emergency preparedness in the pilot safety regulations, and we should adapt accordingly... " Alfred put the shotgun back, and Hal breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the huge manor in Chichi, he sighed again and silently began to prepare for parachuting. Looking out from the cockpit of the Bat Fighter, the sky is still full of snow, but among the snowflakes, the spire of the mayor's manor can be vaguely seen. At this time, the atmosphere in the manor is not calm, it can even be said that The situation is tense. As we all know, the painting styles of Marvel and DC comics are different, not only in terms of art, but also in terms of storylines, character creation, etc. Similarly, different personalities living in the two worlds will also be affected by this. Differences produce different changes. The most intuitive example is that DC Schiller essentially doesn't like to work. It doesn't mean that he doesn't like the job of a university professor, but it means that in certain events, he hopes to pay the least labor and see the maximum. Have fun and pay more attention to mental relaxation. But Marvel Schiller will still do it personally sometimes, and he is also willing to help those superheroes, spending time investigating their situations, providing them with psychological treatment, or communicating with the directors of some important institutions, the leaders of a certain mage shrine, and others. A certain alien prince talks about economics. He pays more attention to material gains than mental relaxation. When the two roles were reversed, things became a little interesting, because just about half an hour ago, Schiller walked out of the guest room door and went straight to the underground of the manor. His idea is very simple. Since he already knows that there is something underground in the manor, and there may even be some things left by the predecessor of this world, can't he just go and get it? Who is playing spy house with you? Moreover, Schiller's method of going underground was also very simple. He flashed directly to the ground floor and started looking for the entrance. The reason why he did not use flash to go directly underground was because he was worried that something unexpected might happen. However, gray fog and flash were powerful tools for scanning the map. Within a few minutes, he had found the entrance to the underground of the manor. It was a cellar entrance next to the warehouse. It was a certain distance away from the banquet hall, and it also had to pass through the courtyard. This distance was beyond the range of Schiller's flash, so he planned to turn into gray mist and drift over. It stands to reason that in such a snowy day with very low visibility, it should not be very obvious for a cloud of gray fog to pass through the middle of the courtyard. Moreover, even if the agents discovered the abnormality, they could not do anything. Who could stop it? Living in a fog? So, Schiller used flash to reach the ground floor, and after finding the entrance, it directly transformed into the form of gray mist and began to float towards the entrance of the cellar. But by coincidence, Bruce, Lex and Clark The group is also nearby. After agreeing to Benjamin's deal, not surprisingly, Lex and Bruce had no intention of following the plan. They still have their own set of plans. Although the division of labor is that Benjamin takes the agents to appease the guests in the manor, and then the trio is responsible for finding the spies, the real plan formulated by Lex and Bruce is to take advantage of Benjamin to appease the guests. Go to the manor underground to investigate the treasure. This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Clark strongly condemned this uncontractual behavior, but because he was worried that they would use dangerous things underground in the manor to threaten ordinary people, Clark could only follow them. Because they acted earlier, although it took longer to find the entrance, they still found the entrance earlier than Schiller. Schiller, who had turned into gray mist, was floating near the warehouse. When he found the three people there, he turned around and left, but it was already too late. Among the three people, Lex was extremely vigilant and had very good eyesight. He immediately noticed a strange mist floating in the direction of the warehouse. And Bruce recognized it immediately, that was his good professor, because he had seen Schiller in this form during the Battle of Living Hell. He immediately turned to Clark and said: "Stop him!" "...stop who?" Clark asked doubtfully. "That mist, stop him, quickly!" Seeing Bruce's serious face, Clark didn't think much. He immediately rushed to the gray mist, then opened his arms and said, "Stop!" The fog really stopped. Clark also found that the mist even silently took a step back. He was a little confused. He actually didn't do anything. He just rushed over and opened his arms without using any superpowers. Why did he stop? Bruce walked over with his arms crossed, looked at the fog, and then said: "Professor, come out and talk." The mist first drew an arrow, then pointed at Clark, then turned the arrow at an angle, and then stretched it hard in that direction. Neither Clark nor Lex knew what was going on, but Bruce understood what Schiller meant. He turned to Clark and said, "You step back." Clark was a little confused, but he still did as he was told and took two steps back. Then he saw that the gray mist slowly condensed into a human figure, which was Schiller. "Oh, Professor Schiller, it's you." Clark was a little surprised, but he was not surprised by Schiller's abilities, because Schiller had already shown him super powers before. He was just a little surprised that Schiller would appear here at this time. With that said, Clark stepped forward and wanted to stand next to Schiller. Schiller pointed at Clark with the umbrella he was carrying. Clark stopped, a little confused. Schiller turned to look at him and said: "Don't come here." The way he looked at Clark was like an ordinary person seeing a nuclear bomb running around the streets with legs. The only difference is that if an ordinary person sees a nuclear bomb with legs running all over the street, he must be hallucinating, but this is not the case with Clark. He is indeed a nuclear bomb with legs that can run all over the street. Nuclear bombs not only have legs but also wings. Not only can they fly, but they can also fly very fast. They will blow up whoever they catch and leave them lying there. "I..." Clark took another half step and wanted to step forward. Schiller silently took half a step back, always keeping a certain distance from him. At this time, Bruce's eyes were confused. Schiller seemed to be afraid of Clark. Why was this? Suddenly, he remembered the part where the previous dream ended, and some of the details he had seen. For example, when the shock wave spread out, he saw the broken invisible wall, and the broken floors after the floor beneath his feet collapsed. Although he was kicked out of the dream directly after that, it was enough for him to deduce what happened next. After deducing that Schiller's Tower of Babel, the temple of thought, might have been exploded by Clark's thinking, causing many layers to collapse, Bruce suddenly felt that he was in a better mood. "It seems that you have also found the entrance and are planning to go down. In that case, I won't disturb you." After saying that, Schiller turned to leave, but Bruce stopped him again. "Do you know what's down there?" Bruce asked. Schiller shook his head, and Bruce frowned and said, "No, you should know. Otherwise, how can you explain that dream?" "Can't I just make it up?" Seeing Bruce still staring at him, Schiller sighed and said, "Okay, I know some clues, but I didn't know them by going to the scene in person, but inferred them through some other factors." "What factors?" Schiller's eyes fell on Clark. Clark himself was a little confused, but Schiller still said: "Clark, I remember when you discussed with me before, you mentioned that when you came near the manor, Feeling weak?" Clark nodded blankly, and seeing Bruce's questioning eyes, Schiller continued: "As far as I know, there is indeed a mineral that can make some people with very strong superpowers feel weak, and it is called kryptonite. " Bruce's expression changed slightly. He didn't know whether Schiller's "some people with very strong superpowers" referred to Clark specifically, or all people with special superpowers like Clark and Schiller. If it is the latter, then this mineral must not be in the hands of others and must belong to him. Apparently, Lex thought so too. Their alliance broke up almost instantly. Originally, if this mineral was aimed at Superman, then they could indeed each have one, but if this mineral could equally weaken all superpowered people, then it would be dangerous for anyone else to get this mineral. But in fact, this logic does make more sense, because it is unlikely that there is a mineral in this world that is specifically targeted at a certain person. Moreover, the laboratory under the mayor's manor was built by several previous mayors. At that time, Clark might have just been born. There was no reason for that mayor to develop a mineral specifically for a newborn baby whom he had never met. Without sufficient factual basis, no matter how smart Lex and Bruce were, they could not come up with a series of complex alien background stories about Kryptonians and Kryptonite. According to the existing clues, the stone is indeed more likely to be aimed at all people with superpowers. What exacerbated the conflict between Bruce and Lex was that they now had opponents they urgently needed to deal with. In Lex's view, it was Clark, and in Bruce's view, it was Schiller. They both wanted to find something that could restrain each other's superpowers, and now, that thing was right under their feet.