Chapter 465 Those Who Were Once Great (Part 2)

Just after Bruce, Lex, and Clark left the empty space, Schiller glanced around the underground cave, ignoring the half-pound miniature camera left by Bruce, and prepared to work.

Although it was said to be an experiment, it was actually very simple. Schiller turned directly into gray mist and floated above the monster egg. The moment the gray mist came into contact with the monster egg, the monster egg disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Schiller focused on the ring on his hand. In an instant, he appeared on the familiar empty island in the gray fog space. He turned his head and saw the huge monster egg placed next to him.

Schiller circled around the monster egg, and he found that although the heartbeat inside the eggshell became a little faster, it was still very stable, and there was no sign of breaking the shell.

In this case, Schiller decided to put it here first and finish dealing with the outside matters before talking about it.

After returning to the underground of the manor, Gray Mist let out a happy "Yeah!" and then started to eat.

Gray mist spread, covering the entire empty space, and the sound of "kacha kacha kacha" could not be heard. Within a few minutes, all the kryptonite on the device was eaten away.

"Hiccup...so full!"

Gray fog let out a sigh of satisfaction, and then fell silent, seeming to be concentrating on digestion again.

Schiller looked at the empty underground cave. He just took a step to leave, and suddenly remembered something. He whispered to himself: "Oh, yes, did Lex say that the previous me is here? Did you leave something behind?"

"Okay, let me see, where should I hide it?"

He first looked at the hole, and then decisively stepped out of here.

The first is because there is really no place to hide anything in this cavity. The second is that if Schiller was an ordinary person before, the amount of radiation here would be enough to kill him. It is unlikely that he would put something in a Such a place.

Schiller walked outside, searched around the halls and corridors, but found nothing, and then returned to the cellar where they came down before.

Schiller carefully checked several times in the cellar and the corridor leading from the cellar to the hall. Finally, he unscrewed a lamp at the top and found that there seemed to be a hidden compartment above. He reached up and touched it. A metal product.

After getting the thing off, Schiller discovered that it was a very small safe, so small that it could even be held in one's arms. Reminiscent of Lex's previous description, Schiller guessed that it might contain the Dionysian factor. Something related.

So, he separated a wisp of gray fog and prepared to unlock the safe's door.

On the ground of a silver-covered courtyard, there was a "pop" and the cellar door opened. The door was open for a while, but no one came out.

A few minutes later, Bruce and Lex climbed out of the cellar door one after another. Both of them looked around in confusion, as if they were deeply confused by the fact that there were no enemies.

"It seems that Clark took care of them all." Lex said looking at the marks on the surrounding snow.

"No way, Clark doesn't kill people."

Lex snorted disdainfully and said, "How long have you known him? It sounds like you have known him for ten years, but in fact it has not been more than a day at all. 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, "What are you doing?"

Lex saw that Clark was covered in chills, his hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, and he looked like he had been standing in the snow for a long time.

"I got rid of those annoying agents."

"They were taken away. Where were they taken?" Lex asked with some confusion, "You couldn't have really killed them, right?"

"Of course not. I wouldn't do anything so cruel. I just let them go back to their hometown."

"Isn't that just to kill them?"

Clark waved his hands helplessly and said:

"No, didn't they say they were from the FBI? I tied them together, then lifted them up and flew them to the FBI base and put them down."

"I moved very quickly. No agents saw me. They have to thank me. Otherwise, how would they make it back in such a snowy day?"

Bruce and Lex opened their mouths at the same time and looked at each other. Bruce said hesitantly, "Have you ever considered that they might not be from the FBI?"

"But they said they were FBI, and even if they weren't, the FBI would probably send them home."

"The FBI may send them 'home.'"

Bruce glanced at Lex, who was shivering in the snow, and Clark, who was panting just after exercising, and said, "You two should go back to the room."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward, walking through the thick snow, across the courtyard and back to the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was still in a mess, with tablecloths falling to the floor, candlesticks and tableware scattered everywhere. Bruce stepped over these obstacles and walked straight in. He and Benjamin still had an account to settle.

According to his speculation, Benjamin should be silently observing the situation in the courtyard from a relatively high floor. It might be the high-rise of the main building of the manor, or it might be the high-rise of the tower next to it. Bruce decided to go to the nearest high-rise of the main building to investigate first. .

As soon as he reached the fourth floor, Bruce discovered some clues. There were almost no ordinary residents here, but there were a lot of traces of human activity.

Going up another floor and reaching the fifth floor, Bruce was even more confused. There were a lot of messy things here, and he couldn't understand what they were used for.

It looked like someone was deliberately guiding someone up, Bruce speculated, but he was sure that the person being guided was not himself, because the traces had already been checked, and Bruce felt that this was not a clever move. trap, at least he will definitely not fall for it.

Just as he walked through the corridor, turned a corner, and was about to walk into the stairwell, he saw a body lying on the floor of the middle landing of the stairs - that was Benjamin.

Bruce's eyes narrowed. After he walked up the stairs, he began to look at Benjamin's body. From the condition of the wounds and blood, it seemed that Benjamin had just died. The person who did it was very experienced and killed him with one shot.

Judging from the surrounding situation, Benjamin may have been besieged, and Bruce was somewhat unable to locate the target, because those banquet guests certainly did not have the ability to kill Benjamin.

But apart from those guests, the only ones with this ability are Bruce and his team, or other agents.

Thinking of this, Bruce speculated that it might be conflicts within the agents that led to Benjamin's death, and the person most likely to take action was Benjamin's deputy Kayla.

With this in mind, Bruce continued to walk up while holding a batarang in his hand. When he reached the sixth floor, he found that only one room door was open, and the light shining through was shining on the floor. and the walls, as if cutting off the corridor.

Bruce walked against the wall, but when he looked into the room, Keira, who was standing in the middle of the room, also saw him. Keira said, "Come in, Mr. Wayne."

Realizing that he had been discovered, Bruce did not intend to sneak anymore. He walked in, but still did not relax his vigilance. Kayla 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 herself: "Just now, for some reasons, I killed that idiot named Benjamin."

"Motives and methods are not important..." Keira said as she walked behind the table, took out a document from the drawer, and threw it on the table.

There was a "pop" sound, and Kayla continued: "I found this in Benjamin's briefcase, personal information about your butler, do you want to see it?"

Bruce's eyes fell on the thick pile of documents on the table. He estimated the content of the information based on the thickness of the paper, and then stood silently without moving.

Keira waved the pistol in her hand and said:

"I'm different from that idiot Benjamin. I have no intention of being an enemy of the Wayne Group. I'm 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 take your time and watch, I'm leaving first."

"By the way, it's best not to try to stop me with the darts 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."

With that said, 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 at her helplessly in the room.

About ten minutes ago, Keira led Alfred to the room where Benjamin kept the information. Keira walked behind the desk, pulled the information out of the folder, and then carefully looked at the information on it. content.

"Oh, sorry, I've always been a little curious before, but Benjamin was very vigilant and I didn't find a chance to take a look. Do you want to take a look?"

Alfred shook his head and said, "When you get to 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 "Emotions" column in Alfred's profile, the long list of names.

"Okay, no matter what, let's deal with it as soon as possible and pretend that none of this 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 investigated this information clearly. In this case, it is not that important whether to destroy it or not."

Kayla put the information back on the table helplessly, and then said:

"Even if you and Bruce have a good relationship, 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 the opposite side of Alfred and said to him:

"You taught me a lot before. You are really a good teacher. Whether it is public or private, I hope you can continue to live a peaceful life."

Seeing that Alfred looked like he didn't want to discuss this topic, Keira insisted:

"I have to make sure that Little Wayne doesn't doubt you, or that he also has feelings for you, and it's not just you who is giving it unilaterally. Otherwise, sooner or later, he will hurt you."

Kayla directly stretched out her hand to push Alfred and said, "You go downstairs and wait. I want to see what Little Wayne will do if this information is placed in front of him. If he really dares to betray you, I shot him dead."

Keira has feelings for Alfred, and Alfred also has feelings for her. He will teach Keira so carefully. In fact, he is pouring part of his affection into her. Faced with Keira's kindness, Alfred Reid couldn't refuse forcefully.

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"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"

So, after Kayla handed the information to Bruce, Bruce stood behind the table and looked at the pile of information on the table. From his current angle, he could only see the first page of the information, which said Al Basic information about Fred.

Bruce stepped forward and picked up the document. He aligned the document on the table, but did not open it. Instead, he took out a lighter.

Watching the paper slowly turn into black ashes in the flames, Bruce turned and looked outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Behind him, the first page of information quickly burned away, and the words "KGB-MI6 Agent: Alfred Pennyworth" at the top completely disappeared in the flames.

Bruce stood by the window, looking at the heavy snow outside the window. What he was thinking about was whether his housekeeper had seen bigger and more beautiful snow in the vast snowfields in the northern country.

"But there is one more thing I want to confirm." In the room on the fifth floor, Keira touched her chin and asked hesitantly. "Of course, if you can't tell me, just pretend I didn't ask."

"There's nothing I can't say. Now your level is higher than mine."

"Actually, it's nothing important. It's just the Philby List. You know, it's hard for me to persuade those idiots to change their minds. I have to make sure you hide it very well, otherwise it will be very troublesome if you lose it."

"I did hide it before, but later, I wanted to say goodbye to my past identity completely and return everything to its original owner, so I contacted Moscow and asked them to pick it up at a contact point designated by me. 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 contact with Moscow. If the list had returned to Moscow long ago, how could Philby's body cause such an uproar? of?"

Alfred also frowned and said: "I am very sure that the communication between me and Moscow is trustworthy. There is absolutely no one else interfering. As for the whereabouts of the list..."

He shook his head and said: "...I don't know anymore."

At this time, underground in 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 eye was not the Dionysus factor reagent as expected, but an ordinary-looking folder.

On the folder, a badge with a sickle, a hammer and a red flag was shining.