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' came back to the base in a daze and said he seemed to have seen a ghost.
It was said that an unknown creature emerged from something like a wormhole, and then suddenly ran away after asking why.
When the young master caught up with him, the figure of the other party 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 people with special abilities relied on technology to achieve it, or they experienced cruel training like me."
"But he's not."
Shaking his head slightly, Bruce Wayne said with some embarrassment: "He seemed to have opened up another layer of the world for me, but this kind of truth had a big impact on me."
"Master Wayne." Alfred smiled and said, "With your strength, you won't be so entangled, right?"
"It's because I don't have enough resources."
Bruce Wayne sighed again, and he said helplessly: "As I said before, my energy has been imprisoned by Gotham, and I can't spare the energy to pay attention to 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 devote my energy to understanding the new system in depth, I will be at a loss when facing corresponding situations in the future."
"And once some energy is allocated, there will be omissions in protecting Gotham. Again, there is no way to do all the work."
After the words fell, the base became quiet.
Alfred also began to think deeply, thinking about appropriate countermeasures.
After a moment, Alfred suggested tentatively: "Master Wayne, I think this is possible..."
"Tell me about it?" Bruce Wayne, who had interrupted his thinking, looked up and asked.
"Sorry to mention some bad memories in advance."
Alfred said hesitantly: "Master, I thought of Prosecutor Dante."
"Dante..."
Bruce Wayne is indeed in a bad mood.
Seeing this, Alfred quickly continued: "Prosecutor Dent's case is an exception. He was destroyed by the Joker. If there were no Joker, 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 lunatic asylum prison by you, he will have no chance to come out and cause 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 Dent was destroyed?"
Bruce Wayne was slightly stunned, and he quickly realized something.
Frowning his eyebrows slightly, he asked confirmingly: "You want... to let me find some more... helpers of Dante's quality?"
"That's it!"
Alfred smiled kindly and said: "As long as Master, you still believe that someone can have such excellent qualities, as long as Master, you can give some trust, I think that before you can make the Wayne family branch out, you will first take the bat."
The family is flourishing."
Hearing this, Bruce Wayne smiled bitterly.
Then he began to seriously consider Alfred's idea.
After a long silence, Bruce Wayne took a deep breath, then waved his hands tiredly and said, "Let's put this idea aside for now. I need more time to think about it."
Turning his 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 Kevin Quinn."
Amidst the crackling keyboard sounds, Bruce Wayne said calmly: "Once he loses control in the future, I won't know anything about him."
"Do you need help?"
Alfred smiled and asked: "Maybe I can hire some detectives to collect intelligence on the other party?"
"No."
Bruce Wayne, who was staring at the screen interface, shook his head: "He is a different kind of transcendent. Now we don't know what methods he has, so it is not appropriate to alert others."
Alfred thought about it, and he continued: "But, Master, you must have some preparations, right?"
"I plan to launch a few more satellites."
Bruce Wayne said calmly: "After that, I will arrange for two satellites to follow him around the clock."
"A very suitable method."
Alfred nodded slowly in agreement, not thinking at all that this would be a waste of resources and funds.
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Los Angeles on the other side.
Cowen was sending off a female movie star who invited him to attend the Oscar ceremony.
As they hugged each other goodbye, he suddenly frowned slightly.
After the female movie star turned and left, Ke Wen raised his head and glanced high into 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 was holding a meeting again because of his matter.
So he glanced at the military satellite in the near-Earth universe and then forgot about it.
Yes, Kewen already knew that the military sent a satellite to monitor him.
But he didn't take it seriously. If you like to monitor, just monitor him. As long as you don't mess with him, you'll be fine.
Shaking his head, Kewen returned to the office.
More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
On the 24th, the Academy Awards ceremony was also held in Hollywood.
Like Grammy before him, Kewen did not accompany any of his bed partners to the event. He also mingled among the bosses of various film and television companies.
Compared to Grammy's various performances, the Oscar ceremony is a bit boring.
But Kewen's participation in the ceremony had a purpose.
It is also to help bed partners operate some resources.
No, the host above was doing a talk show, and Ke Wen was talking quietly to the people next to him in the audience.
"Fitch, how are you considering the proposal I mentioned last time?"
"Quinn, that's hard for me to do."
Kevin Feige, the head of Marvel Studios, said with some embarrassment: "I have read the scripts you have adapted. To be honest, most of them are very amazing."
"Then what are you still hesitating about?" Ke Wen looked away from the stage, glanced at the other party and said, "Or are you still unable to be independent in Marvel Studios?"
"sure!"
Kevin Feige subconsciously and confidently retorted.
He quickly realized that Coven was provoking, so he smiled slightly and said: "Quinn, to be honest, most of the members of the board of directors have already voted to approve the filming plan, but one of your requests made us very unhappy.
It’s hard 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 either."
Kevin Feige shook his head: "It's the one about the filming progress."
A burst of applause interrupted the conversation between the two, and Coven and Kevin Feige could only absently applaud in equal measure.
When the award-winning actor began to give his speech, Kevin Feige continued: "You asked us to complete twenty-two works in five years. This is simply impossible."
Hearing this, Ke Wen shook his head slightly and said, "Yes, I also know this is impossible, but you only have these five years."
Kevin Feige smiled bitterly: "Quinn, I am willing to believe your prediction, 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 abilities. Once you explain it to them, I am afraid it will make them doubt whether we are lying.
Are you thinking about their shares? This will make the group unstable."
"understand."
Ke Wen nodded slightly: "But Feiqi, in my prediction, five years later in 2015, there will be big events in the world. By then, superheroes like you on the screen will no longer be popular. You
It will be a huge impact.”
Kevin Feige hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Quinn, can you tell me what the big event is?"
Ke Wen shook his head, he did not intend to tell the story of Superman's debut that year.
After hesitating on the grounds that he couldn't reveal the secret, Ke Wen continued: "Anyway, if you believe me, you can make as many movies as you can in these five years."
"That's all I can say, after all, I don't value the screenwriter's share."
There was another round of applause, the winning actor had finished his speech, and the host came back on stage.
"All right."
Without any interference, Kevin Feige sighed and nodded: "Then I'll try again when I go back."
"Don't forget the resources I want."
Ke Wen reminded with a smile: "There are many beauties over there who are waiting to be fed."
Hearing this, Kevin Feige couldn't help laughing.
He shook his head and sighed: "Quinn, you are really a different kind of playboy. If you were really involved in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid you would be more popular than you are now, because you keep your promises. The beauties who follow you are in various
I really haven’t received any perfunctory treatment in terms of resources.”
Ke Wen smiled and shrugged slightly, and then changed the communication partner.
He leaned forward slightly, crossed Kevin Feige and joked to Mr. Stan Lee: "oaa, how about we form a team after the filming of the movie starts?"
"A combination?" Mr. Stan Lee said with a smile: "What are you planning, you bad boy?"
"Let's create a guest team." Ke Wen said with a smile: "How about making a guest appearance in every movie? That would be very interesting."
Stan Lee was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Okay, I am the comic book author, and you are the script author. It would be nice to participate in 'Kids' together."
"Then it's settled."
Ke Wen smiled and stretched out his hand, high-fiving Mr. Stan Lee...