In Alfred's memory, it was the time when his young master had just debuted as Batman.

That night, the young master who went out to investigate the "Falcone Family" returned to the base in a daze, and said that he seemed to have seen a ghost.

It is said that an unknown creature got out of the wormhole-like thing, and then ran away after suddenly asking why.

When the young master chased after him, the opponent's figure had completely disappeared.

So now it seems that it is obviously not a ghost, but a human being with special abilities.

Recalling this, Alfred asked: "Master Wayne, what do you think?"

"That's what I hesitated too."

Bruce Wayne sighed and said: "In my world view, I thought that those with special abilities did it by relying on technology, or that they experienced cruel training like me."

"But he's not."

Shaking his head slightly, Bruce Wayne said with some embarrassment: "He seems to have let me unveil another layer of the veil of the world, but this kind of truth has a big impact on me."

"Master Wayne." Alfred smiled and said, "With your strength, you shouldn't be so entangled, right?"

"It's because of lack of skills."

Bruce Wayne sighed again, and he said helplessly: "As I said before, my energy has been imprisoned by Gotham, and I can't focus on the outside world."

"So what are you worried about?" Alfred asked.

"I'm worried..."

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath: "I'm worried that if I don't dedicate my energy to understand the new system in depth, I will be at a loss when faced with corresponding situations in the future."

"And once some energy is allocated, there will be omissions in the protection of Gotham. It's still that word, and there is no way to do it."

The voice fell, and the base became quiet.

Alfred also began to meditate, thinking about suitable countermeasures.

After a while, Alfred tentatively suggested: "Master Wayne, I think it is possible to do this..."

"Tell me?" Bruce Wayne, who had interrupted his thinking, looked up and asked.

"Sorry in advance for bringing up some bad memories."

Alfred hesitated and said, "Master, I think of Prosecutor Dante."

"Dante..."

Bruce Wayne was really in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Alfred quickly continued: "The case of Prosecutor Dante is an exception. He was destroyed by the clown. If there were no clown, then he would be a very qualified knight of justice."

Pointing in one direction, Alfred continued: "But now that the clown has been sent to the madhouse prison by you, he will have no chance to come out and make trouble."

"What do you want to say?"

Bruce Wayne failed to guess what the old butler was thinking, so he asked directly.

"Look."

Alfred smiled and said, "Did you feel particularly relaxed during that time before Prosecutor Dante was destroyed?"

Bruce Wayne was slightly taken aback, and he soon realized something.

Frowning slightly, he asked in confirmation, "You want...let me find some...helpers of Dante's quality?"

"That's it!"

Alfred smiled kindly: "As long as you still believe that someone has such excellent qualities, young master, as long as you can give some trust, I think that you, who have not caused the Wayne family to flourish, will first kill the bat." The family is sprawling."

Hearing this, Bruce Wayne smiled wryly.

Then he began to seriously consider Alfred's idea.

After a long silence, Bruce Wayne took a deep breath, then waved his hands wearily and said, "Let's put this idea aside, I need more time to think about it."

Turning the seat to face the keyboard on the console, Bruce Wayne said: "The first thing I need to do now is to create a file for that Coven Quinn."

Amidst the clacking and clattering of the keyboard, Bruce Wayne said calmly: "Once he gets out of control in the future, it won't make me ignorant of him."

"Do you need help?"

Alfred smiled and asked: "Maybe I can hire some detectives to collect intelligence on the other side?"

"No."

Bruce Wayne, who was staring at the screen interface, shook his head: "He is a different kind of transcendent, and now we don't know what methods he has, so it's not appropriate to startle the snake."

Alfred also thought about it, and he continued: "However, young master, you must have some plans, right?"

"I'm going to launch a few more satellites."

Bruce Wayne said calmly: "After that, I will arrange two satellites to follow him around the clock."

"A very suitable method."

Alfred nodded slowly in agreement, not thinking at all whether this would be a waste of resources and funds.

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Los Angeles on the other side.

Cowen is sending off a female movie star who invited him to the Oscar ceremony.

While embracing parting, he suddenly frowned slightly.

After the actress turned and left, Ke Wen looked up at the sky.

He felt that someone was talking about him seriously.

But Ke Wen didn't think much about it, he just thought that the military should be holding a meeting because of him again.

So he glanced at the military satellite in the near-Earth universe, and then put the matter behind him.

That's right, Cowen already knew that the military sent a satellite to monitor him.

However, he didn't take it seriously. If he likes to monitor, he can monitor it. As long as he doesn't mess with him, he will be fine.

Shaking his head, Ke Wen turned back to the office.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

On the 24th, the Academy Awards ceremony was also held in Hollywood.

Like the previous Grammys, Cowen did not accompany any of his bedmates to the event, and he also mixed among the bosses of various film and television companies.

Compared with the various performances of the Grammys, the Oscar ceremony is a bit boring.

But Cowen had a purpose in attending the ceremony.

It is also to help bed partners operate some resources.

No, the host above was doing a talk show, while Ke Wen was quietly talking with the people around him.

"Fitch, how about the proposal I mentioned last time?"

"Quinn, that's making it hard for me."

Kevin Feige, the head of Marvel Pictures, said with some embarrassment: "I have read the scripts you adapted, and to be honest, most of them are very amazing."

"Then what are you still hesitating about?" Ke Wen withdrew his gaze from the stage, glanced at the other party and said, "Or, in Marvel Studios, you still can't be independent?"

"sure!"

Kevin Fitch retorted subconsciously and confidently.

He quickly realized that Ke Wen was aggressive, so he smiled slightly and said, "Quinn, to be honest, most of the members of the board of directors have already voted for the shooting plan, but one of your requirements makes us very upset. Difficult to do."

"Which one?" Ke Wen glanced at the other party again: "Don't say you can't exchange film resources from other companies for me."

"Not this one either."

Kevin Feige shook his head: "It's the one about the shooting progress."

A burst of applause interrupted the conversation between the two, and Cowen and Kevin Feizi had to applaud absently.

After the award-winning actors began to give speeches, Kevin Feige continued: "You asked us to shoot 22 works in five years, which is simply impossible."

Hearing this, Ke Wen shook his head slightly and said: "Yes, I also know that this is impossible, but you only have these five years."

Kevin Fitch smiled wryly: "Quinn, I am willing to believe your prophecy, but others..."

Shaking his head, he continued: "There are still some shareholders whose main business is not in the entertainment industry, so they are very ignorant of your ability, and once you explain it to them, I am afraid they will doubt whether we are lying, Are they thinking about their shares, it will destabilize the group."

"understand."

Ke Wen nodded slightly: "But Fitch, according to my prediction, five years later, in 2015, there will be a big event in the world. By then, superheroes like you on the screen will no longer be popular. There will be a huge impact."

Kevin Fitch hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Quinn, can you tell me what the big event is?"

Kewen shook his head, he didn't intend to say anything about Superman's debut that year.

Leaving behind him on the grounds that he could not reveal the secret, Ke Wen continued: "In short, if you believe me, you can make as many movies as you can in these five years."

"I can only say that, after all, I don't value those screenwriters' share."

There was another burst of applause, the award-winning actors had finished their speeches, and the host returned to the stage.

"All right."

When there was no more interference, Kevin Fitch nodded with a slight sigh: "Then I'll go back and try again."

"Don't forget the resources I want."

Ke Wen smiled and reminded: "There are still many beauties over there who are waiting to be fed."

Hearing this, Kevin Fitch couldn't help laughing out loud.

He shook his head and said with emotion: "Quinn, you are really a different kind of playboy. If you were really involved in the entertainment industry, I am afraid that you will be more popular than you are now, because you are too observant~lightnovelpub.net~Follow your Those beauties have never been perfunctory in terms of various resources."

Ke Wen shrugged slightly with a smile, and then changed the communication partner.

He leaned forward slightly, passed Kevin Feige and joked to Mr. Stan Lee: "oaa, how about we get a combination after the filming starts?"

"Combination?" Mr. Stan Lee smiled and said, "What's your plan, you bad boy?"

"Let's make a cameo combination." Cowen laughed. "How about a cameo appearance in every movie? That would be interesting."

Stan Lee was stunned for a moment, and then happily said: "Okay, I am the author of the comic, and you are the author of the script. It would be nice to participate in the 'children' together."

"That's it."

Ke Wen stretched out his hand with a smile, and gave Mr. Stan Lee a high five...

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