[Comprehensive British and American] Bat family's small bat dart

Three weeks later, the brand-new Wayne Manor looked sparkling, clean and spotless from a distance, and the old feeling that could be integrated into Gotham disappeared. Standing downstairs and looking up, every piece of glass was clean and transparent, and the outside was full. There are several acres of lawns and forests that have all returned to their original state and are neat and uniform.

Slowly approaching, you can see a small area of ​​the lawn outside the manor is overwhelmed, there is a small spacecraft parked there, the cloaking device is closed, silver and white smooth lines appear on the lawn little by little, and a brown-skinned woman comes down from it. Holding a wine jug with him, he looked a little groggy, but beneath the groggy was a hidden sobriety.

She successfully located Beta at a glance.

Just in time for Dick to go home, he came out out of curiosity to watch them hand over the "goods". Beta's blond hair stood out against the black hair.

Every time this is the one who comes to pick up the goods, they have been getting to know each other for a long time, and Beta doesn't come out, pointing fingers at her, not half muddled

"Pay money with one hand and get goods with one hand."

The brown-skinned woman raised her wrist, tapped it twice, and the holographic projection of the universe bank account appeared in front of her, and she enlarged the transaction records.

"It's already entered into that account, the cooperation is happy, the boss is very happy, the fighting arena has never received so many Kerry goods."

She whistled, completely ignoring the wide, glaring eyes of the guy on the ground.

Beta nodded, and casually threw the tightly bound guy over, and the woman grabbed it with one hand without any effort.

She threw it easily, and the woman picked it up even more easily. To be honest, this scene looked a little scary. When did Wayne Manor degenerate into a meeting place for human trafficking?

The corners of Dick's mouth twitched slightly.

No wonder Bruce simply chooses to keep out of sight.

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Bruce Wayne went to Wayne Group today.

All the documents accumulated in half a year can be solved at home, and the rest have to come to the group. The super orangutan on the small Pacific island has not been investigated clearly. Whether it is an ancient species or an acquired mutation is very important.

The employees who worked at the island research institute were the first choice for inquiries.

Walking slowly on the road of the research department, pretending to be curious to patrol, refusing to be accompanied by the head of the research department, and swiping his card to enter, he can always feel a lot of prying eyes.

There is no malice, but it can't be called good intentions, anyway, it's weird.

Bruce looked in several directions calmly.

, and found that they were all researchers in the laboratory. The first reaction of many people was to look at him the moment they found him, and then looked away with complicated eyes.

Something is wrong.

He casually stopped a researcher who looked at him with a strange expression, and glanced at the sign on the other's chest, the deputy director of the special laboratory, Pedro Ansen.

"Is there any special plan or change in the research department recently? I think everyone's research enthusiasm seems to be very high?"

Easing his expression and evoking a smile, Bruce asked.

Anson was startled, looked up to see the boss, and couldn't help but think of the day when he was dragged onto the thief boat by Bob.

If he did it all over again, he would definitely... still choose to go on the thief ship)

Think about the things that the research department is developing under the leadership of Bob recently. The things are good, but if the boss knows the original reason why they developed these things, it will be a miracle if they don't lay off employees or deduct wages.

Energy barrier, special-effect self-defense spray, anti-harassment phone card, abnormal mental fluctuation detector (commonly known as mental illness detector)

In order to arm Bruce Wayne to the teeth in exchange for the alien technology products in Judgment's hands, the entire research department really did its best.

In fact, at first they didn't expect that that person would agree to trade with them, even though the items traded were extremely low-risk and beneficial to people's livelihood.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through the bottom of his heart, and only a moment passed, lest the boss see the purpose of their invention of these things, he decided to wittily pull out the banner of benefiting Gotham.

"Recently, the research department is developing a very useful alarm device - an abnormal mental fluctuation detector, which can detect abnormal mental fluctuations within a certain range. As long as the criminals' mental fluctuations are recorded, then as long as they are within the detection range of the instrument, any There's no use in pretending."

Once he opened his mouth, Anson immediately entered into a serious state, speaking with great interest and righteousness, without any evidence of guilt.

"Once this invention is successful, it will definitely be very helpful to the security of Gotham and the development of the group. The current research has entered the testing stage. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Abnormal mental fluctuation detector?

Almost as soon as Bruce heard the name, he understood how much impact this thing would have if it was invented. Restraining his shock, he motioned for Anson to lead the way, and he thought a lot along the way.

special lab at the end of the corridor

The huge instrument is lying across the corner of the laboratory, occupying almost a quarter of the volume of the laboratory. At the front are two small circles about half the length of the forearm.

The balls are fixed on the ropes on both sides and connected to the computer on the other side. Black and white codes flashed across the computer screen, and the technicians were so absorbed that they didn't even notice the boss came to inspect.

Anson understood their enthusiasm for the project very well. Fortunately, Bruce didn't mean to blame him, so he explained in a low voice, "This is the technology that Miss Judgment initiated after she knew our research direction. It is said that it belongs to the Green Lantern Corps of star oa. The central idea Control can also be understood as the realization of mental fluctuations. We are now able to detect abnormal mental fluctuations, covering the entire Wayne Group building. The first phase has been completed, but it is not yet possible to specifically identify the mental abnormalities of individuals. fluctuation."

OA Star Green Lantern Corps?

Will they hand over their technology?

It's impossible to break your head and think about it.

So where this technology comes from is open to discussion.

Bruce stared at the machine meaningfully for a while. When everyone regarded the fourth dimension as a completely friendly existence, even the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. softened their attitudes. Only he remained sober and sober. It seems that it is not the human being who has the closest relationship with the fourth dimension on the whole earth.

In fact, it is easy to find the detachment and dominance they have always upheld, despite the preference of the fourth dimension towards the earth. Although they never take the initiative to provoke troubles, once their temper is provoked, it is very likely that they will end up like the current Alpha Starfield.

Next up is Darkseid.

What about the earth?

At present, one is absolutely strong and the other has no threat, so what about after thousands of years of development?At that time, the contradictions will be terrifying and threatening.

He doesn't believe that Beta can't see this, and he is also looking forward to Beta's response to this, but as long as he survives in a human state, he will stick to his point of view - stand on the human side.

He will never allow the earth to become a vassal of the fourth dimension. Human beings cannot become playthings in the hands of gods. Even if the soul is destined to enter the fourth dimension after death, it must control its own destiny when it lives in a material form.

"Would you like to watch the instrument test for the first time?"

When he came back to his senses, he heard Ansen's invitation, nodded with interest, and stepped back to watch the busy researchers who were particularly excited and motivated because of his presence.

At this time, Mr. Bruce Batman Wayne, who is full of thoughts about how beneficial this technology will be to the law and order of Gotham, and even the entire earth, obviously forgot one thing—now is definitely not the right time.

A moment to think about problems with Batman thinking.

So when the harsh siren sounded and the two iron balls collided wildly, pointing towards him while colliding, his brain froze.

All the researchers were dumbfounded.

Mr. Anson, who can be regarded as half of the project leader, has a blank expression.

The researcher standing next to Bruce tentatively took two steps to the side. What if this thing refers to him, hahaha, how could it be their boss? Don't you think so?

But the two things didn't budge.

It was Anson who reacted quickly and stamped his conclusion, "The first test failed. It should be that the variable was not considered clearly, so the error occurred. It seems that we will continue to try in the future."

Staring at the two orbs, Bruce disagrees with this statement.

He took a step to the left expressionlessly, and the ball followed closely, and then retreated to the right, and the ball remained the same.

What the hell is Bruce Wayne, their immediate boss has "abnormal mental fluctuations"? !

Did they know something they shouldn't know? ?

Anson swallowed, he felt that his career, which had just started, had encountered a great crisis!

He's just a researcher!Even the deputy head of the laboratory is an inarticulate brain worker!

So what should I say at this time?

He raised his head, met the boss's eyes, and suddenly shivered. The boss seemed... a little different from what was written in the newspaper?

"Your test did fail, but I think the failure is not that it points to me, but that the detected 'psychic abnormality' is real-time, depending on what people in the monitoring range are thinking after the instrument is turned on, everyone It is inevitable to have some 'unusual' thoughts occasionally, so this is not okay now." Bruce explained, and then stopped thinking with Batman's rigorous thinking, and sure enough the ball and the siren were quiet.

"So" Anson's eyes lit up, and he slammed his fist on the palm of the other hand, "It should be more accurate to assist artificial intelligence in making judgments."

There are people who get caught up in thinking like Anson, and there are people who get caught up in another kind of thinking.

——What was their boss thinking during the "abnormal" period just now?

Sensing the curious gazes of some people, Bruce added, "If I guess right, exciting and thrilling memories are also within the monitoring range of this instrument. My previous six-month vacation experience in an alien planet was indeed quite exciting. "

The connection is perfect, and the characters are perfect.

The vulnerability of the instrument is

His guess, but it should be close to ten, so he passed the test smoothly.

Anson looked apologetic, "We will improve the project as soon as possible."

The cost of the project is actually very high, so he is eager to show the results. This is actually the reason for bringing the boss to see the test today.

"The 'mental abnormality detector' is very important. Don't be in a hurry. As long as you fill out the application form for the venue funding, it will not be a problem. I hope to see the most perfect result in the end."

Bruce had a serious face. He didn't want them to have any loopholes in the final research results because of their eagerness for success.

This project is definitely a surprise for this trip.