Chapter 419: Mystery in the Metropolis (Part 3)

The continuous snowstorm caused problems in the transportation systems of all cities. Most companies were closed and people stayed at home.

Even in cities where it was not snowing, the cold air made the locals very uncomfortable. It was more comfortable to stay at home and watch TV than to run out to the streets in the middle of the night.

But there was only one exception, that was outside the mayor's mansion in Metropolis. At this time, this wide street was crowded with cars and all kinds of luxury cars were parked there.

The helicopter landing pad on the roof of a high-rise building not far away was even more crowded. In such weather, it was a disadvantage to come by car. Therefore, the mayor, the organizer of this charity dinner, and the entrepreneur called Luther were on the landing pad to welcome the guests.

If there was one helicopter that was an absolute star among so many helicopters, it must be the one with the Wayne family logo.

Bruce, wearing a suit, walked down from the helicopter. The cold wind on the roof blew his hair and fluttered. He turned around and helped Selina down.

A middle-aged man with slightly white hair on his temples but still looking energetic came up. He patted Bruce on the shoulder enthusiastically and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Wayne. The last time we met was at the celebrity show, right?"

Bruce smiled and hugged him, saying, "Yes, Mr. Luther, I remember that charity show, you generously donated money..."

"Just call me Lionel."

The middle-aged businessman named Lionel took Bruce's arm and walked forward, saying as he walked, "Don't say that, this is what I should do. Entrepreneurs like us who are full of social responsibility will certainly not sit idly by and watch the disaster, right?"

The two walked in along the entrance on the roof of the building. Bruce looked at the interior of the building and said, "Is this building yours now? I remember the last time I came here, it was still a... What was it called... I forgot. "

Lionel still smiled modestly, and said: "Oh, yes, this was originally the base camp of a cruise merchant, but his business has not been very prosperous recently, so I bought this place."

As he said, the two of them took the elevator downstairs, and then walked along the lobby through a small garden and came to the mayor's mansion next to it. Lionel still smiled and said: "The biggest advantage is that it is close enough to our respected mayor, isn't it?"

"Yes, if you have a party in this building, the mayor can even take a bottle of champagne and spray it from the bedroom into your room."

Bruce was still joking skillfully, and Selina just silently took Bruce's arm and followed him forward. Bruce's cheerful state made Selina feel her hair stand on end.

"The matter of the last mayoral election..." Bruce lowered his voice and mentioned it in a low tone. Lionel looked around and lowered his voice and said, "It's better not to mention it here. It's not a glorious thing."

"Seven of the candidates for the last mayoral election were spies sent by various countries..." Lionel continued to turn his head left and right, lowering his voice, and then said, "If it weren't for the fact that several candidates were assassinated during the last election and their true identities were discovered during the investigation, we would still be kept in the dark."...

"The current mayor... ... "He came to shake his head, sighed, and then said," Who knows? "" Oh, by the way, mentioning this, I also forgot to remind you that there may be some security checks at the door of the banquet. It seems that everyone is a spy. "Bruce revealed an extremely disgusting expression, but soon converged, but this flashing expression was still captured by Ondor. He patted Bruce's back and said," I am the same as you, I don't like to be searched. "Said", the two came to the door of the mayor's official residence, came to Ore, stepped forward, and said a few words to one of them. A few agents took her waist and looked up at the group. In the end, a female agent came up and checked their clothes symbolically, and then put them over. "Whose people are they?" Bruce turned around and asked Lionel.

"They claim to be the FBI, but I don't think they are. They may be the CIA. They have no law enforcement power in the federation, so they can only borrow other people's names."

Walking into the center of the venue, the lights were magnificent, the table was covered with gorgeous tablecloths, and there were tassels swaying slightly underneath. Glasses were arranged into towers, champagne flowed from them, and silver candle holders were placed at both ends of the long table. The rich food was delicious and colorful, and the celebrities and rich people in various dresses held wine glasses and talked to each other.

After a brief exchange of greetings with Bruce, Lionel left. Bruce held Selina's arm and talked to her in a low voice, mainly warning her not to always stare at the gems on others.

Bruce took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and looked around the venue. His eyes fell on Lionel again. He saw Lionel walking towards another figure. When Bruce's eyes fell on that figure, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, you are Professor Rodriguez, right?" Lionel walked up and shook hands with Schiller who had just entered the venue. Schiller nodded and said, "Mr. Luther, I have heard of you for a long time."

"Just call me Lionel." Lionel's face seemed to always have the kind of very polite but not annoying smile of a businessman.

Before Schiller could speak, he continued, "I was fascinated by your recent new paper on dreams and consciousness. I never thought that human dreams could be explained from this perspective."

"Professor, your research results have opened the door to a new world for me and my son, especially my son Lex, who is very interested in this theory and eager to learn..."

"In fact, according to etiquette, I should communicate with you for a few months before inviting you to my dinner party, but recently, Lex is obsessed with this theory, so I have to take the liberty of sending you an invitation letter. I hope you can honor me..."...

Lionel used many of the polite words commonly used by businessmen, making him appear very polite and sincere, but his smile still carried a little pride. Obviously, the Luther family is no worse than any other super family in the world, and anyone favored by this family should be proud.

Schiller nodded, smiled and said, "I'm glad I can find people like me here. Under normal circumstances, I would be happy to stay here for a few days and communicate with people who share the same interests as me. However, I am a little worried..."

Speaking of this, Schiller looked back at the door and saw several agents. He stroked the back of his hand and said with his head down, "When I came in just now, their formation was so scary that I almost thought I was going into a secret base. Mr. Luther, what's going on?"

Lionel heard a hint of dissatisfaction in Schiller's tone, and he hurriedly explained, "Sorry, is that group of people treating you badly?"

Speaking of this, he shook his head helplessly, made an indignant expression and said, "I heard that you were also in I have worked at the Metropolitan University for a while and have also given lectures at the Metropolitan University. You should have heard about the scandal in the last election..."

"The murder case against the candidate has not been found out for a long time, so we had to contact the FBI. However, this investigation found a series of spies. The public's trust fell to the bottom, and the entire municipal system was in trouble..."

Lionel sighed deeply and said: "At that time, my business was also affected, but fortunately I survived."

As he said, he turned his head to look at the group of agents, and then said: "Since then, this group of people has a legitimate reason to stay here, check everyone they see, and treat everyone as a suspected spy."

"Yes... I heard about that incident." Schiller's tone became low, and he said: I was also forced to get involved at the time. A vice president of Metropolitan University was taken away for investigation, and more than 20 professors in the school were listed as suspects. The involvement was too wide..." Lionel glanced left and right, then made a look, motioning Schiller to follow him inside. The two came to the center of the banquet hall, farther away from the group of agents. Lionel lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if you know that this matter is actually very complicated. It also involves the big country in the distance. It is the result of the struggle between multiple countries, and we are all victims..." "Let's not talk about it." Schiller seemed to have something on his mind and was unwilling to talk about it. Seeing Schiller's attitude, Lionel changed the subject and said, "Thanks to this, many talents left Metropolitan, but after the successful change of the mayor, my company also survived the crisis. After that, many people came back. "" This dinner, I also invited them. "" Of course, I don't hide it from you. I hope that more people can return to this city. The dark time has passed. Previously, the metropolis was indeed a good city. "" Although I don't want to say so, but if the comparison is Gotham, it is like heaven, and the weather and transportation system of that city are almost bad. " . Talking here, Schiller suddenly remembered, saying, "Oh, by the way, I heard it in the broadcast this morning, some serial murders happened here, what's going on?" He hesitated and answered: "Indeed, there is a serial murderer, but ..." "Bang!"

There was a loud bang and chaotic screams. Schiller turned his head and saw a dark shadow falling from the sky and landing in the center of the banquet hall.

It was the mayor of the metropolis.

Or rather, it was the mayor's body.