Chapter 457: The Butler Is Always Right (Part 1)

Just as Benjamin summoned all the agents in the manor to search for the entrance on the first floor, the atmosphere in front of the entrance became more and more tense.

Just after Schiller said that the treasure underground might be a special mineral that could weaken superpowers, Bruce and Lex stood on the opposite side.

These two skeptics would never believe that the other party would not abuse this thing. At the same time, they were also controlists. No matter whether this matter had anything to do with me or whether I would use this thing in the future, I had to get it and completely control it to feel safe.

And they were both very typical Americans. Zero-sum thinking was almost engraved in their genes. Peaceful win-win did not exist in their brains. They always felt that as long as the other party took one more piece, they would have one less piece, and then they would be killed by the other party.

This ever-present sense of insecurity has been urging them to move forward, but at the same time, it can easily become a weakness that can be exploited by others. The moment Schiller said this, the two extremely smart geniuses did not even suspect that this was Schiller's alienation plan.

Or, they may have thought about this question, but they dare not bet whether what Schiller said is true.

After this youth version of the Justice League was broken, the atmosphere on the scene became subtle.

Because in Bruce's plan, the person he wanted to use kryptonite to weaken was Schiller, so he naturally stood opposite Schiller, and the one who wanted to compete with him for kryptonite was Lex, so he also stood opposite Lex, so in this way, Schiller and Lex stood on the same side.

If Lex and Bruce are compared, their intelligence is almost the same, Bruce wins in physical fitness and fighting skills, if they are face to face, Bruce has a great advantage.

But Schiller stood on Lex's side, Bruce's only advantage in force was gone, so he had to seek a strong ally.

When Clark was called by Bruce, he was still confused because he couldn't understand the situation at all. He stood far away and shouted: "What's going on? Aren't we partners?!"

"Clark, we can't let this thing fall into Luthor's hands. His previous actions have shown that he has no bottom line in destroying humanity."

"Don't listen to him, Clark. If I get the treasure, I will never use it against you."

"You are lying, Lex. You want to get the mineral called kryptonite just to guard against Clark, right?"

Lex was not to be outdone. He looked directly into Bruce's eyes and asked: "Then who do you want to guard against with this mineral?"

After asking this question, Lex and Bruce instinctively looked at Schiller. Schiller was originally studying his umbrella with his head down. After finding that everyone on the field was silent, he looked up, first glanced at Lex, then at Bruce, and said: "What are you staring at me for?" What?"

"I said I wanted to go down, but you wouldn't let me. I wanted to leave, but you wouldn't let me either. Now do you want to blame me for all this?"

"Hey, stop arguing!" Clark finally came over. Seeing Schiller silently taking a step back, Clark stopped again. He stretched out his hands, blocking Lex and Bruce, and said:

"No matter who gets this thing in the end, we must first confirm whether it is harmful to ordinary people. This is the most important goal of our cooperation."

As he said, Clark walked to the entrance of the cellar again. He said, "If you can't agree on this, I won't let any of you go down."

"For me, it's the same no matter who gets this thing, so I won't help any of you to deal with the other party. If you want to stalemate here, then I'll go down first."

At this time, Clark was about to go into the cellar. Bruce and Lex looked at each other, and the fierce conflict suddenly eased.

Obviously, they both knew that Clark couldn't get that magical mineral, and if Clark really went down alone, and there was no one around to influence him, then even if the mineral could weaken his superpowers, it might not be able to stop him.

Seeing Lex and Bruce walking side by side again, Schiller shook his head. Clark really restrained him, in every sense, but there was nothing he could do. The naive restrained all the players who used their brains. Your prediction was very good, but I didn't move at all.

The reason for the dispute between Lex and Bruce was very complicated, which came from their personalities and positions. If you want to choose one of them, you must analyze the logic of their behavior, just like Schiller did. The reason why he stood on Lex's side was because he knew that Bruce must want to deal with him with this thing. Even if he stood on Bruce's side, he would be backstabbed in the end.

But Clark chose not to choose anyone. In short, he didn't use his brain at all, determined his goal, and then rushed forward all the way, but it happened to break Schiller's plan of separation. Facing Clark who was moving forward courageously, Bruce could only choose to join forces with Lex.

The situation now became that Clark jumped down the cellar first, Lex and Bruce walked forward while talking, as if they were making a new plan, and Schiller followed behind them, considering whether to go down by himself.

Logically speaking, at this point, there was no need for him to go down by himself. Anyway, no matter what was down there, Lex and Bruce would empty it. It would be easy to get some from Lex at that time. After all, Schiller was not Batman, and he wanted half a ton of kryptonite, which was useless except for taking up space.

But at this moment, Schiller, who was walking at the end, found that it seemed that several teams of agents were walking here. The fence of the courtyard was covered with thick white snow, but people could still be seen shaking between the branches.

It can be seen from the formation that this was not a coincidence, and they were surrounding this place in an orderly manner.

Going to an unknown place, facing possible dangers, competing for treasures with equally dangerous opponents, or staying here, facing some very easy-to-deal-with agents, Schiller chose the former without hesitation... He walked into the entrance of the cellar without looking back. The agents who were hiding in the dark and observing here thought that he had not discovered it, so after Schiller entered the entrance of the cellar, the agents rushed out directly from the dark place and set up some explosion-proof equipment they brought at the entrance.

While the agents were executing the orders step by step, Benjamin was on the top floor of the manor tower, looking at the entrance of the cellar with a telescope.

The location of this tower is very good. It is located in the center of the entire manor and is the highest place. It can be used as a watchtower to see the entire manor at a glance.

Not only the situation of the entire manor, but also the situation around the mayor's mansion can be seen by him. Therefore, the moment Benjamin raised the telescope, he keenly captured a black spot in his field of vision, passing through the skyline of the metropolis.

In the snow, visibility was not far enough, so Benjamin didn't see what it was, but soon, he felt the ground shake, and the flames of the explosion lit up from a distance, and even formed a cyclone that stirred the snowflakes to fly.

Benjamin squinted his eyes, put down the telescope, turned his head, and asked Kayla behind him: "...Did you see it?"

Kayla also held a telescope, and by chance, she was looking directly in that direction. After she put the telescope down, she said in an incredible tone: "I seem to see a crashed fighter."

"Fighter? Except for those crazy Soviets, who would fly a fighter in this weather?"

Kayla frowned, thought about it, and said: "That doesn't seem to be the type of fighter I have seen. You know, I also served in the Air Force. At present, the Air Force should not have fighters painted all black."

Just then, they heard a noise downstairs, not downstairs of the tower where they were, but near the fourth floor of the manor.

It was a crisp sound, which did not sound like the sound of gunfire, but rather like the sound of broken glass. Benjamin's face darkened, and he looked at Kayla and asked, "Could it be that the guests are making trouble again?"

Kayla picked up the intercom and wanted to communicate with the agents to ask them to go over and check, but Benjamin stepped forward to stop her and said, "Don't mobilize the people at the entrance for the time being, let's go over and see for ourselves."

Benjamin thought that this was just the group of impatient guests who had done something again. During this time, he also discovered that this group of people was just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Although they spoke fiercely, once the agents took out their guns, they would only retreat in a humming voice.

Thinking of this, Benjamin did not take much precautions, and went down from the tower directly, then entered the main building of the manor, walked through the banquet hall, and walked up the stairs to the place where the sound came from.

That was the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. At this time, broken glass was scattered on the ground. Kayla walked up with a pistol, checked it, and said, "Someone must have broken the glass. Is it a prank because of dissatisfaction?"

"If it is a prank, there should be no glass on the ground, because if the glass is broken from the inside, the glass fragments will be scattered outside. Now, the glass fragments are in the corridor, which means that someone broke the glass from the outside."

Benjamin looked around the broken glass and did not find any footprints or other similar traces. Finally, he concluded: "It seems that this is not man-made. Perhaps the wind and snow blew some sharp objects onto the glass and broke it from the outside."

Kayla frowned, and seemed to have some objections, but she could not find any evidence to refute Benjamin.

After all, in this rainy and snowy weather, people can easily leave traces, and the residents here are some pampered celebrities. They have no motivation to run out of the window and then climb in through the window.

And if it was an invasion by foreign enemies, it was unlikely. Now the traffic in the entire metropolis was paralyzed. Who would go to such great lengths to come here? The entire operation was completely confidential, and the communication was cut off. Outsiders had no idea what was happening here, and there was no reason to come here.

But at this moment, Benjamin said "Huh" in some confusion. Kayla walked up and found that he was staring at the wall next to the window.

Kayla didn't see anything on the wall, so she walked closer and put her head closer, and finally found that there was a tiny scratch at the junction of the wall and the windowsill, which was almost invisible.

This looks like it was left when someone climbed over the window. Benjamin stared at the mark and said, "It seems that someone has indeed invaded here."

Kayla was a little puzzled. She felt that this evidence was not sufficient. She said, "What if it was scratched by glass fragments when a foreign object broke the glass?"

"Kayla, discovering details and inferring the behavioral logic behind it is an essential professional quality for agents. The reason why many agents can be called the king of agents is that they are good at discovering these details and inferring information that ordinary people cannot discover."

"The location of this scratch is at the junction of the windowsill and the wall, but the direction is upward. If it is caused by flying glass fragments, it should be the lower half of the window glass that splashed out, and the scratch should be facing downward."

"When the lower half of the glass is broken, it is impossible to turn a corner in the air and fly upward. Therefore, this should not be caused by glass. More importantly, look here, first there is a deep scratch, and then a long shallow scratch. What does this mean?"

"What?" Kayla asked.

"The shape of the thing that made this scratch is irregular, and it should have two parts."

"So, what is that?"

"It is most likely the zipper of the jacket, or the zipper on the trouser pocket. The zipper pendant and the zipper itself rubbed against the wall, which would cause such a shape."

As he said, Benjamin picked up the zipper on his jacket and gently scratched the wall. Sure enough, the same shape as the previous scratch appeared.

"The intruder should be an old hand. He cleaned up the traces on the ground in a short time, but ignored the wall part."

"Like I said." Benjamin turned his head to look at the scratch, and said with some disdain: "In the agent business, details determine success or failure."

"You have to know that details determine success or failure." In a room on the fifth floor, Alfred said to Hal holding the double-barreled shotgun.

Hal, standing by the bed, sighed and said, "So, after you cleaned up all the traces, you asked me to leave a shallow scratch on the window with a zipper, in order to confuse the chief agent?"

"Yes, this will give him a feeling that I am careless, confuse his judgment of my strength, and also arouse his interest."

"If I do nothing and leave those traces there, then the chief agent will definitely think that I am a novice and can be dealt with by sending one or two agents at random, so there is no way to attract his attention."

"But if I clear the traces too cleanly, on the one hand, he may think that no one has invaded here, and on the other hand, if he judges that my strength is too high, he may mobilize all the agents to search, which is not good for our actions."

"So, we need to attract his attention and let him chase us, but we can't let him take it too seriously." Hal concluded.

"That's right." Alfred nodded and said, "Now it seems that I have successfully aroused his interest and even aroused his fighting spirit, making him want to come over and compete with me."

"So what are you going to do? Duel with him?"

Alfred looked at Hal with a look of a fool and said:

"Why should I duel with him?"

"So what are you going to do..."

"The young master and the young lady are not young anymore. I think it's time for them to learn some necessary self-protection methods."

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