Chapter 38 Bruce Wayne

Gotham, State Guesthouse.

Celebrities who received the invitation arrived one after another.

Luxury cars drove into the parking lot.

Hundreds of reporters gathered at the door and took photos of countless big shots.

Even some celebrities from outside Gotham came here.

"Oh my God, it's Ms. Hansen. I didn't expect her to attend this banquet."

"Look, isn't that Mr. and Mrs. Smith? Even they are here!"

Reporters exclaimed from time to time and feasted their eyes.

At this time, a sports car that was so cool that it had no friends stopped at the door, and a middle-aged man with a cane got out of the car.

When they saw this person, all the reporters were speechless.

"Is that... Bruce Wayne?"

Bruce hadn't left Wayne Manor for many years and was no longer familiar with the changes in Gotham.

Even the reporters' reactions were so cold. You know, in the past, as long as he showed up, these reporters would boil like sharks smelling blood.

Now everyone is like a mute, not even taking pictures.

Fortunately, he has a strong heart, ignores the cold atmosphere around him, and walks straight into the State Guesthouse.

"Are we seeing right?"

Until then, someone came to his senses and asked uncertainly.

"Yes, he is Bruce Wayne."

"He's back!"

"Oh my God, I thought he had passed away..."

It turned out that it was not that people had forgotten Bruce, but that he had disappeared for too long.

The reporters beat their chests and stamped their feet. They had missed such a good opportunity just now. Bruce Wayne's comeback was a big news that shook Gotham.

I'm afraid even Queen Elizabeth can't compare to him.

After all, the queen will leave after a few days of visiting here, while Wayne is closely related to this city.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Wayne would come out to breathe one day."

Bruce had just entered not long ago when he heard someone calling his name.

Looking back, it was a charming young woman.

"Ms. Tate, I didn't expect to meet you here either."

Bruce seemed to have turned back into the playboy he once was, with a confident and charming smile on his face.

Miranda approached Bruce, her eyes sparkling, her whole body exuding intellectual charm.

"Mr. Wayne, since we are so predestined, let's take this opportunity to talk about the new energy plan..."

"This is not a place to talk about business, Miss Tate."

Bruce interrupted Miranda.

"Sorry, I said something wrong, I was just too anxious to implement that plan."

Miranda instantly remembered the purpose of this banquet.

"Then I won't bother Mr. Wayne."

As soon as the voice fell, Miranda went deep into the venue on her own and gave up continuing to talk with Bruce.

"Bruce?"

At this time, Gordon, who was closely following every move of the State Guest House, also found Bruce's figure and walked over curiously.

"Director Gordon, long time no see."

Bruce was also very happy to see an old acquaintance.

If Jim Gordon hadn't been in charge of his parents' case, Bruce probably wouldn't have taken the path he is on now.

"Oh! You are Bruce Wayne, one of the richest people in the world!"

Starling and others also came over.

Wayne's fame is so great that it is not limited to the small place of Gotham, but is very famous all over the world.

Bruce can be said to be the second richest person in the world.

The first is Tony Stark.

There is no way. He has not been in charge for eight years. Wayne Enterprises' revenue is not as good as before. It is indeed difficult to catch up with Stark Industries.

But it is also much richer than big companies such as Huiruan, Pingguo, and even Osborn.

What? Are you asking what the king of the farming kingdom in Africa ranks?

I don't know, isn't that a super backward country?

Where do they get so much money? I guess there are more stones than money in this country!

Bruce showed his ability to be good at dealing with people, chatting and laughing with Starling and others, without putting on any airs of a rich man, which greatly increased everyone's favorability towards him.

But in fact, Bruce's real thoughts were-

"Clarice Starling, 31 years old, FBI field chief agent, has been tracking the cannibal Hannibal Lecter for ten years, and is suspected of having an emotional relationship with Hannibal. Her father is a policeman who died in the line of duty... Her rough experience has tempered her heart. She is ambitious, patient and active, but her weaknesses are also obvious."

"Bob He, 37 years old, CIA ace agent, proficient in more than ten kinds of fighting techniques, often prepared various small weapons on his body, and the weapon he is best at using is that belt. His body has also begun to decline from his peak, but it is well maintained. If I were his opponent..."

"Johnny English, 42 years old, a veteran MI7 agent, often solves incidents in incomprehensible ways, and has repeatedly turned the tide in a situation where he is doomed to fail... I can't see through this person for the time being, and I need to pay special attention to him."

"Tucker, 22 years old, English's assistant agent, sharp observation, average fighting ability, and a rookie."

Silently noting down the appearance of everyone, Bruce has come up with countless ways to deal with them in his mind.

It's not targeting these people, it's just a habit.

More importantly, Bruce believes that Kaito Kidd will definitely come to this banquet.

Of course, this is not an unfounded guess. Through Kidd's two crimes, Bruce has ten thousand reasons to believe that he will make sufficient preparations before taking action, and it is impossible to do without scouting.

Where will the Queen go and what will she do in the next few days in Gotham, will the necklace be separated from her, and how will the GCPD arrange the staff.

These are the key information that determines whether it can be successful.

And at a banquet where all kinds of people are mixed, it is the easiest thing to sneak in. Bruce doesn't believe that Kaito Kidd will give up this opportunity.

Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that there is a Kaito Kidd among these people in front of them.

At the same time, Barbara also dragged Maggieson to the door.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know, they look so young!"

"Are they also invited celebrities?"

"When did Gotham produce such a young and successful couple? Are they a couple? They don't look like it!"

"It's impossible that they want to sneak in. This is the State Guesthouse. It's illegal to break in!"

As soon as they saw the two, the reporters squatting at the door began to whisper, looking at Maggieson and the others with strange eyes.

Maggieson sweated profusely. Barbara couldn't hear the voices of the reporters, but he could hear them clearly.

Can the two of them really get in?

I hope the headlines of the news tomorrow morning will not be "Young men and women break into the State Guesthouse and make a scene at the Queen's banquet" or something like that...

"Excuse me, do you two have an invitation?"

When Barbara dragged Maggieson's hand to go in, the waiter at the door stopped the two and asked.

"We are..."