The High Table's Request

The next day.

  When Anton was at work, he saw a group of colleagues blocking the door of the Daily Bugle. He was shocked at first, and then his head hurt.

  "Mr. Anton, do you admit what is said on the Internet?"

  "Are you Batman?"

  "Batman's global box office has exceeded 600 million, and a real Batman also appeared in the Continental Hotel incident in New York not long ago. Is there a connection between you?"

  A group of reporters surrounded Anton who had just got off the car, asking questions like a machine gun, as if they would not let him go until they were exhausted.

  "Everyone, Batman is just a coincidence."

  Anton really had no choice but to stop and smile bitterly at the screens facing him: "Bruce Wayne is just a character I created. There is no such person in reality. As for why there is a Batman in reality, I can only think that he agrees with all my ideas about Batman."

  "Then how do you explain that the killers killed by Batman in the Continental Hotel were actually coming to deal with you and the Daily Bugle?"

  These reporters are not afraid of your denial, but they are afraid that you will not speak.

  As long as you speak, everything is easy to say.

  "Also, why did Batman appear in San Francisco just after you arrived, and personally sent the founder of the Life Foundation, Carlton Drake, to the police..."

  "Mr. Anton, can you explain it?"

  the reporters asked.

  "It's just a coincidence."

  Anton spread his hands: "No matter how you explain it, it's hard to explain coincidence."

  After saying this, he stopped answering any questions until he walked into the Daily Bugle building, completely isolating himself from the reporters' questions.

  Inside the Daily Bugle, Betty saw Anton sweating in order to deal with the reporters, and couldn't help but laugh at him: "Anton, this is the most embarrassed I've ever seen you."

  "If you can get me a cup of coffee, I'll be very grateful to you."

  Anton glanced at her, and thought of the reporters at the door, he had a headache.

  He found that he had underestimated Batman's influence.

  At present, Batman's fan value in the system space has exceeded 14 million.

  This is an astonishing number.

  Don't forget that he had previously spent 9.98 million to buy Batman's main template.

  If these 14 million fan values ​​are exchanged for templates of other heroes in equal amounts, perhaps the goal of another vest is not far away.

  And these 14 million fans are not useless.

  At least, when he transforms into Batman and fights other opponents, both the armor and equipment will be damaged.

  At that time, the fans will be useful again.

  Of course, at present, 14 million is enough, not to mention that this number is still increasing.

  "Although I have long expected that Batman's identity will become a well-known secret, I didn't expect that this day will come so soon!"

  Anton rubbed his temple and pondered for a moment.

  Although the public opinion on the Internet generally believes that the possibility of him being Batman is as high as 80%, there are still some people who will never believe that he is Batman.

  The best way to deny a fact is to cut off the connection between the facts.

  The biggest evidence of supporters at the moment is that Batman and the Daily Bugle are too closely connected.

  Secondly, wherever he appears, Batman appears.

  These two facts give people room for imagination and reasoning.

  To cut off the facts, the former is easy to do, and you can just deny it and blame it on coincidence.

  The latter requires some effort.

  Anton suddenly had an idea.

  He suddenly thought that Jim would hold a party in Los Angeles in a few days, and he would definitely appear under the media's attention.

  As long as Batman showed up at the same time, he could directly cut off the fixed connection between him and Batman.

  That is, he would naturally "disassociate" with Batman.

  But to achieve this effect, he needed to use a "prop", or a special armor.

  With his current justice value, he could just buy this special armor.

  Touching his chin, Anton made up his mind.

  It was necessary to do this!

  It was not in Anton's character to say that he was Iron Man like Tony Stark.

  Anton wanted to hide behind the scenes temporarily.

  The reason why it was temporary was that with the rapid development of the DC company he had just established, as the helmsman of the DC company, the more DC heroes appeared, the more he could not hide, just like a firefly in the dark night. But

  at least before he was ready, Anton did not intend to expose himself to the public.

  The identity of Batman, temporarily maintaining a small circle, is the best way to avoid trouble.

  After all, Anton thought he was not afraid of anything, but trouble.

  ...

  Time to get off work.

  Anton first asked Betty to see if there were any reporters at the door, and then he left the office building carefully, fearing that he would be surrounded by reporters again.

  Some people say that reporters are the only "creatures" in the world that are more annoying than flies.

  At this moment, Anton deeply understood.

  Soon, when he opened the door of the car driven by the driver and saw the short-haired woman in the car, he was stunned at first, and then calmly sat in the back seat, side by side with the short-haired woman.

  "People from the High Table?" he asked.

  "Yes, I am the judge of the High Table." The short-haired woman introduced herself, "Elsa Kate, you can call me Elsa."

  Anton's tone was calm, but revealed a hint of impatience: "I hope we can make things clear in the shortest time."

  "Of course."

  Elsa said: "Regarding the assassination, I apologize to you in the name of the High Table."

  "I thought you were going to make trouble for me, it seems that those people at the High Table are not fools."

  Anton raised his eyebrows.

  Although he vaguely guessed the ending, he was still satisfied with the attitude shown by the High Table.

  This at least means that he did not bring shame to the name of Batman.

  Aisha didn't respond to him, but changed the subject and said, "Today, in addition to expressing our apologies, we have a main request to make."

  "Request?"

  Anton said calmly, "If it's an unreasonable request, you can shut up now and leave my car."

  Aisha explained, "Rather than a request, it's better to say it's a request, or cooperation."

  "What request? How to cooperate?"

  Anton frowned slightly.

  At present, it seems that the High Table seems to be a little too compromising.

  Although he doesn't take the High Table seriously, it is at least the world's top assassin organization, with considerable power in its hands, and it is also a top force in the underground world.

  In Aisha's mouth, she can actually use the word "request", which is obviously not simple.

  "We want you to kill someone." Aisha said.

  "Who?"

  Anton was surprised: "The High Table itself is a top assassin organization. Even you can't kill someone, how do you think I can do it?"

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