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"Bruce?"

Grace's voice snapped Bruce out of his thoughts.

"What are you worried about?"

Looking at Bruce's expression, she knew he was thinking in a negative direction again.

"No," Bruce shook his head, "I just care about that man named Harold Finch."

He started changing the subject again, and this time Grace wasn't going to let him go.

"Bruce," she looked into his eyes, "you can't just keep things to yourself and say nothing."

"We just talked about it."

Bruce was stunned by Grace's slightly dissatisfied expression, and he finally realized that he had made a mistake again.

Unlike Alfred and the others, Grace will not give in to him again and again.

"I'm just wondering who owns the current AI." He could only answer honestly.

Grace nodded at his changed attitude and quickly followed Bruce's train of thought.

"Are you worried that someone might abuse it?" she asked.

"Yes, but judging from the current situation," Bruceton paused, "I'm more inclined that this AI has already escaped human control."

It's not wrong to guess like this, 'her' current behavior is all based on 'her' own thoughts.

Root's words can well prove this point.

The one who calls the shots is 'she' and the root is just an enforcer.

"Instead of guessing here," Grace said suddenly, "it's better to ask someone who knows."

Bruce frowned slightly, as if considering her proposal.

In fact, what Grace said was not unreasonable.

So far, everything is speculation, and conclusive evidence does not yet exist.

That team has a lot to do with the AI, and there is no malicious intention after observing it so far, so it would be a good way to ask directly.

"Please don't think about it, Mr. Batman who is far-sighted." Grace interrupted Bruce's contemplation.

She looked at him with her chin up: "trust me, they won't do anything to me."

"Well, maybe it can't be said so definitively." Grace sank into the sofa relaxedly.

"But the Harold Finch you care about is an extremely anti-violence man."

Although it is a pity that his two companions are both people who advocate force.

However, since they can form a team, it shows that they have a place to integrate with each other.

"At least, until now, they haven't killed a single person."

"Ah, but the knee is quite broken."

Grace thought of the pair's penchant for shooting knees.

Bruce was a little helpless at her behavior of adjusting the atmosphere, and smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"That Finch is a person who values ​​privacy very much." Bruce said.

This also caused him to spend a lot of time investigating this person.

Currently, information about Harold Finch is minimal.

He does not exist in the government's database, and seems to be just an ordinary person, but unexpectedly has many pseudonyms.

And this man is without a doubt a hidden billionaire.

What's even more strange is that now that the Internet is developed, there is no way to find any information about this person on the Internet.

"So, he's really low-key."

Grace thought back to Finch, that middle-aged man was indeed not a flamboyant character.

"There is no information on the Internet... maybe it has something to do with him being a hacker?" Grace thought so.

"Maybe," Bruce looked down, "he's not a typical hacker either."

Before, when Grace's cell phone was hacked, Bruce tried anti-tracking.

Although it ended because the other party destroyed the equipment, he could also feel the other party's excellence in this industry.

"Very good," Grace's tone was a little subtle, "Now I have three excellent hackers by my side."

Root and Finch, of course, are the one remaining...

Bruce felt like he was being watched.

He knew that Grace was talking about the fact that he had loaded something into her phone.

"Cough," he coughed lightly, "it may not be a bad thing."

"Carter's matter has been resolved, and I will go to the Metropolis for the next period of time."

Since there was no reason to stay here in New York, Grace decided to protect Louis herself.

"Louis, ah, a reporter I know, promised to publish a report on HR, I have to go."

When Bruce heard the name, his expression became a little strange.

"Louis...is that Louis Lane of the Daily Planet?" he asked.

"Huh? You know her?" Grace looked at him in surprise.

Although Louis was a reporter, it shouldn't be strange for Bruce to know each other, but she still felt that the playboy Bruce and Louis' journalistic style did not match at all.

Bruce's expression became more and more strange, and he hesitated.

"There have been exchanges before." That's all he could say.

When he went to Metropolis to investigate Superman, he accidentally met Louis several times.

Therefore, he is very clear that any reporter may be persecuted by HR, but Louis Lane...

Grace didn't notice Bruce's strange expression, she glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost zero now.

"I have to go," she said. "Tomorrow I have to see Carter in the hospital."

"What time is your flight tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock."

"I won't see you off," Grace drank the black tea in one gulp, "Be careful on the road."

"You too." Bruce nodded.

Grace went to the window, opened the curtain a little and looked out, the paparazzi was still there.

"Really dedicated." She couldn't help shaking her head.

She really didn't understand why these paparazzi were so chasing after other people's lives.

I don't understand why so many people like to watch entertainment gossip.

"Why, do you still mind?" Bruce walked over.

"If I say I mind, how will Mr. Wayne plan to solve it?" Grace crossed her arms and teased.

Bruce actually thought about it seriously, and replied: "Buy the newspaper office where the paparazzi is located, and prohibit the publication of today's photos."

When Grace heard his answer, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

What kind of rich people's game is this.

"Save money for your group, Mr. Wayne," she waved her hand, "If you buy it so casually, your subordinates will cry."

If Grace had known the feats Bruce had accomplished, she would have known that buying an obscure newspaper was a trivial matter.

After all, in the early years, Bruce bought a luxury hotel directly so that his fellow supermodels could play in the hotel's fountain.

"It's really just a trivial matter." Bruce's expression was serious.

Grace rubbed the center of her brows, and couldn't help but said, "This will make me feel extremely uncomfortable, I really don't need it."

The thought of what Bruce would do to her made her feel uncomfortable.

This will make her feel that she is no different from the group of people who play on the spot.

Since Grace refused many times, Bruce would naturally not force it.

After seeing her off, Bruce returned to the living room.

He sat on the sofa for a while, but still chose to use the communicator to find someone.

Ten seconds later, a figure finally appeared on the projection above Bruce's arm.

"What the hell are you thinking, Bruce Wayne, do you know what time it is?"

Tony complained angrily.

"You didn't sleep in the first place." The man was still wearing work clothes.

"That's not the reason why you came to disturb me in the middle of the night, okay? I'm researching, no, what am I talking about to you?"

He complained very fast.

"About artificial intelligence, I want to ask you some questions." Bruce said in a deep voice.

The expression on Tony's face gradually turned to surprise, and he said, "Don't tell me, you're starting to be interested in Jarvis."

"It's business," he said gravely, "and I'm going to your place now."

Looking at his expression, Tony knew in his heart that it was not time to joke.

"...Okay, I'll let Jarvis open the door for you, hang up."

The person on the projection disappeared.

Bruce raised his hand and turned off the communicator, he had to change clothes.

That's not something Bruce Wayne should be talking about.

*****

Grace feels that she has a real relationship with the hospital recently.

Standing in front of Carter's ward, she hesitated before knocking on the door.

"Come in." Carter's voice came from inside.

Grace walked in and unexpectedly found that Carter was already wearing her private clothes, looking like she was about to be discharged from the hospital.

"Hey, is it alright if you get out of the hospital now?" she asked.

Carter turned his head, and when he saw Grace, his expression was confused for a moment, and then changed into an expression that suddenly remembered.

"Oh! Yes, that Grace," Carter straightened up, "hello."

"Sorry, I... always feel a little strange," she said with a slightly apologetic expression, "I know I know you."

However, Carter didn't feel it.

For Carter, she always felt that her relationship with Grace was very shallow.

However, her memory told her that she trusted Grace very much during the few days they knew each other.

This is really... so weird.

"I know," Grace smiled reassuringly at her, "it's okay."

"Um..." Carter was a little embarrassed, "Is that so?"

"Are you in a hurry to get back to work?" Grace asked.

Carter shook his head and replied: "No, in fact, I took a week off. I don't want to cause trouble to the people around me because of HR."

She knew all too well that life would not be easy for her until Quinn was arrested.

"Then... would you mind going out with me?" Grace invited.

She knew that Carter must be full of doubts and troubles.

Some things should be explained to the parties.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Assuming the local tyrants can get together

Zodiac: Well, John crashed several cars again

Tin Can: Oh, trust me, it's not bad, Thor accidentally destroyed the power supply in Manhattan the other day!

Master: ...the amount of battle damage of Zhenglian has increased again this month

Green Arrow: Is it your turn to pay this time? I paid for last month and last month.

Harry: (silently looking at the group, gloating)

Professor: (drinking tea) Speaking of which, Eric helped renovate the college a few days ago

Several other people turned their heads and stared at each other: (There are several losses, are they caused by your old friend!!)

(The small theater is pure nonsense, please don't take it seriously (slip)

The Bell version of the old man’s behavior of buying a hotel really left a deep impression on me, so that I feel that the big version’s seduction routine has seriously regressed (hey

But both versions I like der very much

And in "Batman: The First Year", I also remember the scene where the master hired a beautiful woman to act

It's just a wife, a wife, a slut, super indecent (I laughed to death