Midtown High School

The motorcycle gang and the Mexican-Irish group were somewhat well-known in Hell's Kitchen, so the fact that they were brought to court attracted a lot of attention.

But the result was obvious. The group of people who were brought to court spent some money and exploited legal loopholes and were released.

And now...

Matt looked forward to Frank, who was carrying a weapons box on his back, and he obviously understood something.

He opened his mouth but didn't know how to comfort her. As a lawyer himself, he could better understand the feelings of the parties involved in this case.

"It's okay, I'll leave first." Frank had no intention of asking for help from the other party, but wanted to kill all his enemies personally.

Matt did not stop him. When the other party passed by, he suddenly said, "Maybe you can wait a moment. I can recommend a law firm for you to appeal again."

"Thank you, but no thanks." Frank paused, then left the modification shop without hesitation.

Only after the other party left did Matt look at Merlin in front of him.

"What did he buy just now?"

"It's customer privacy. No comment." Merlin shrugged, then turned and walked towards the workshop.

"What's up? I'm about to close the door."

Hearing this, Matt didn't ask any further questions and got to the point.

"I heard you developed some new products. I came to see if there's anything I can afford."

After the vigilante was made, he really wanted to buy it, but he was short of money and couldn't even run a law firm.

Therefore, he often comes to the modification shop, but rarely buys anything.

Merlin rolled his eyes helplessly. This guy often came to the store and talked like a sutra, saying that he should take the right path, become a superhero's partner, and jointly protect the peace of the city.

To put it bluntly, they just want to get something for free.

However, seeing that the other party helped him deal with many troublemakers, Merlin didn't care too much about it.

"...There is a newly developed gun that costs three thousand dollars."

"Gun? I don't need that thing." Matt waved the cane in his hand.

"If the price of the Batmobile in your garage can be reduced, I would like to buy one." To be honest, he has been obsessed with the vigilante since he touched it. But the price of tens of millions still makes him hesitate.

"Don't even think about it. You still can't afford it even if I give you a 50% discount." Merlin said bluntly, but soon changed his tone.

"But if you really want to buy it, I can give you a way."

"What way?"

"Let's talk about it after I get the invitation ticket on Saturday. Do you really not need my newly developed gun?" Merlin thought about it and couldn't explain it clearly for a moment, so he changed the subject.

"It's not good to keep people in suspense like this."

"It's an electromagnetic pulse transmitter that can destroy almost any electronic device."

Matt: "..."

"I need it so badly!"

The electromagnetic pulse transmitter is perfect for sneaking into and fighting criminals.

...

"I plan to exhibit this at the science exhibition after school starts. If there is cooperation from a technology company, pulse bullets and other things should be much cheaper by then." Merlin took out a compact pulse launcher and handed it to him and said casually.

"It may take until the end of the year for them to produce and sell it." Matt took the electromagnetic pulse transmitter that looked like a flare gun and stroked it carefully.

"Here are the bullets. There are six in total. They are enough for you to use for a week."

Finally, Matt took out three thousand US dollars with a slight twitch on his lips and handed it to Merlin.

Although he opened a law firm, he didn't make much money from the cases he took on, so three thousand dollars was a considerable amount of money for him.

"Welcome to visit us next time!" Merlin ignored the other party's reluctant expression, snatched the US dollar from his hand, waved his hand and said with a smile.

"You are such a little profiteer. You must keep that Batmobile for me." Matt didn't linger on for long. He still had to fight criminals tonight, and he would follow Frank to see if he could help.

After Matt left, Merlin finally closed the modification shop and rode his Ducati back home.

...

The next day, Queens, Midtown High School.

It is September now, the hot weather is gradually becoming sultry, and walking on the streets makes people feel a little irritated.

However, these have no impact on the students of Central City High School. They are only focused on one thing tonight, and that is the college science exhibition that has been prepared for a long time.

Before the holiday, the school also assigned some homework to the new graduating class, which was the science and technology exhibition at the beginning of the school year, and it was entirely voluntary.

But even so, many students formed teams and started signing up.

Unlike the prom, this opening science and technology exhibition determines whether they can go to a better university. If the science and technology exhibits they produce are outstanding, even if the results are not ideal, they may be recommended and specially recruited by some universities.

Therefore, the college's science and technology exhibition area was particularly lively tonight, and many teams arrived at the exhibition area with their inventions and research for display.

In the technology exhibition area, in addition to teachers, there are also agents from many technology companies. If you are lucky, you can also discover some interesting inventions.

The wild imagination of student days is always what these adults lack.

Gwen, with short golden hair, kept standing on tiptoe among the crowd in the exhibition area, looking around, as if she was looking for something.

Soon, her eyes lit up and fixed on a boy who was talking to a girl wearing glasses at a booth not far away.

"Merlin!" Gwen waved and shouted in surprise, then quickly walked through the crowd and arrived in front of the booth.

Merlin's temperament today has changed a lot from that in the modification shop. His eyes are lively and he seems to be curious about everything, giving people a sense of harmlessness.

"Gwen! I thought you were going to band rehearsal today." Merlin was a little surprised to see the person coming.

"I'm just curious about what weird thing you've made that you dared to bring to the college science exhibition." Gwen tilted her head, then curiously moved closer to the booth behind Merlin and saw the exhibits inside through the glass.

"A gun?... Well... it looks more like a flare gun." She guessed, looking at the somewhat bloated appearance.

"This is an electromagnetic pulse transmitter, used against electronic devices." Merlin pointed to the instructions on the glass. "It's all written there, so there's no need to guess."

Gwen's eyes moved up and looked at the instructions above, grinning in embarrassment.

"All right..."

She raised her head and looked at the girl who had just talked to Merlin.

"she is?"

"Hannah Musk, we just met too." Merlin introduced her.

"Hello, Gwen." Hannah greeted in a quiet tone.

(End of this chapter)