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Bruce sat in front of the huge monitoring screen, watching the tracking signal jumping on the screen in real time with some doubt.

Alfred knew his master.

Although Bruce appeared polite on the surface, he was actually wary of this person who suddenly appeared, even though he was recommended by the other person's young master's friend.

Over the years, he has regarded caution as the first rule of survival.

Every member of the Wayne family knows this well.

Gotham City, a place where evil can be hidden everywhere and unknown dangers may lurk in every corner.

And Bruce Wayne himself knows this better than anyone.

As an orphan who witnessed the tragic death of his parents, he had spent decades carving caution and vigilance into his bones.

"Master, do you need me to retrieve Jonathan's information?"

Alfred volunteered.

Bruce nodded.

As Batman, he has developed the habit of conducting a comprehensive investigation of all suspicious targets.

Knowing everything about something will help you avoid missing any details.

The next second, Alfred was expertly operating the high-tech computer system, his wrinkled fingers dancing rapidly across the keyboard.

Despite his advanced age, his years of experience in serving Batman have made him just as skilled as young men in technical operations.

Soon, information matching the name "Jonathan" began to load quickly on the screen.

ID profile photos popped up one by one, and the database was filled with people with the same name as Jonathan.

Young, middle-aged, white, black, Asian faces, paired photos of all skin colors and ages appear.

But as Alfred sifted through the photos and information, he found that although the names of these photos and information were the same, their keyword descriptions and appearances were completely different.

This means that the Jonathan they met just now was either a deliberate alias or he had no file.

However, this system is a stable version after Bruce has undergone multiple upgrades. It can accurately lock onto the target's information with just a description of the encounter.

and so……

"This is impossible."

Bruce whispered, his voice cold and certain.

In modern society, it is almost impossible for a person to have no record at all.

Even hermits and vagrants will always leave clues under the widespread surveillance in the world.

Medical records, student records, tax information, social insurance, there will always be some traces.

But this Jonathan seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, with no traceable background.

Seeing this, Alfred, who was also confused, also called up more search channels.

Drivers license databases, voter registration systems, FBI data centers—

But without exception, it shows "No such person".

"Master... I have tried my best."

Alfred turned to Bruce helplessly.

"This is very unusual."

"I know."

Bruce stood up, staring sharply at the holoscreen.

Then I started thinking about the possibility of existence...

A professional spy? A government agent?

Jonathan... who are you?

Bruce's years of experience have taught him that the truth is often hidden in the most unexpected places, and he will stop at nothing to uncover the mystery.

And as the two men left, Diana felt a strong curiosity in her heart.

Who exactly is the Clark that Jonathan is referring to?

She turned to look at Jonathan, curiosity evident in her eyes.

Jonathan on the side seemed to have anticipated Diana's question, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Why, Diana, are you curious about Clark's story?"

Diana nodded. She had been in the world for nearly half a century.

Similarly, she has been a humanities scholar for a long time, so she is naturally very interested in Jonathan's story from an alien planet.

I didn't ask before because I was afraid of delaying Jonathan's trip.

"Clark is actually the only baby born naturally on Krypton."

Jonathan said slowly.

"Likewise, he is also Krypton's last hope for reconstruction."

"Hope of reconstruction? What qualities does he have?"

“Clark carries with him Krypton’s most precious legacy – the Codex of Life.

This is a book that records all of Krypton’s genetic information, civilization structure, and technological heritage. It is also a biochip that carries the memory and genetic code of the entire race.”

"The Codex of Life records every detail of Krypton from its birth to its destruction, so it is also a memory."

Diana listened attentively. As a well-informed warrior, she knew the value of the continuation of the race.

The destruction of Krypton means the end of an ancient civilization, and the Code of Life on Clark is the hope for the revival of this civilization.

"Why Clark?"

Diana couldn't help but ask.

Jonathan smiled.

"Because he is truly the last Kryptonian, and the only one who could possibly understand and execute this grand plan."

In Jonathan's narration, Clark seems to be the only one with the mission of saving the race.

The Code of Life means rebirth, but it also means huge responsibilities and unknown risks.

Hearing this, Diana was thoughtful.

As a warrior from Paradise Island, she is well aware of the weight of her mission.

Clark's situation seemed to be subtly similar to her own to some extent.

"How easy is it to rebuild a civilization?"

she said softly.

“It is precisely because of the difficulty,”

Jonathan's eyes were sharp.

"That's why we need people like Clark. Not everyone can take on this mission."

Jonathan used justice to bind Clark. Although this is what he said, it is indeed true. Without Clark, Krypton cannot be rebuilt.

Looked at another way, he would become the sinner of the entire race.