The auction was held as scheduled, and as a special guest, Gotham's richest man, Bruce Brown. Wayne bought the first set of virtual spinal cord chips for $2 million, and successfully ignited the atmosphere of the auction to the highest point.

Five sets of virtual spinal cord chips successfully found the buyer, and nearly $13 million was raised, all of which will be used to help the poor who urgently need the operation, and the reporters on the scene surrounded the director of the St. Lawrence Laboratory to squeeze some more valuable clues out of him.

Bruce walked around casually with champagne in hand, greeting familiar and strange people as usual, while cleverly avoiding the crowd and reaching a corner.

"Did you hear anything?"

The champagne glass brought to the lips covered the movement of the lips, and the slight sound was quickly drowned out in the noisy environment, and no one would hear this question at all except for one person....

"Didn't you? Looks like it hasn't started yet."

The tall figure that was desperately trying to squeeze around Director Davis, and after Bruce whispered a question, the small Kansas boy looked left and right to tell him the answer.

Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, and it didn't seem like he had to worry about the possibility of hypnotizing everyone here.

After the auction, Bruce returned to the estate. Alfred took the box in his hand and asked:

"Do I need to put the chips in a bat cave?"

Bruce thought for a moment and said:

"No, find a special transparent box and put it in the living room"

The chip itself is not worth anything at all, and even if someone steals it, it is impossible to use it for a transplant without sufficient medical care. To those of them who photographed it, they're more like a badge, like a volunteer sticker you get by donating a coin to a street donation.

The rich would have put it in the foremost place so that they could tell them where they had obtained it when they came to their homes, and it was with this idea that the Mad Hatters dared to hold this auction.

"Oh, the lights on there seem to be on"

Alfred said as he looked at the light that suddenly flashed in the center of the chip.

"Ah Fu, hurry up and put it away"

Through the observation of the chip found from the victim's house, there is a signal light in the center of this thing, but it is too small to be easily mistaken for the effect of reflection, and when it starts to light up, it means that the chip has begun to work.

Alfred quickly placed the chip in a special glass box that had been prepared, and then put it on the detection equipment in the bat cave, and tested it inside and out to make sure that no sound waves or radio waves leaked from it, and then placed it on a more conspicuous stand in the living room.

"By the way, Master Bruce, Sheriff Gordon is calling again today, I hope you can hand them over the pair of chips you photographed"

Ever since Gordon knew about Bruce. After Wayne received the invitation to the auction, he tried to convince Bruce to give him the chip he had auctioned.

"What reason?"

"The reason he gave was that the patent for the chip was disputed"

There's no way Gordon could use Batman's words as a reason to bother Bruce. Wayne wanted something, a plausible necessity was a must, but it was also a just-in-a-kind reason to Alfred...

"It's too far-fetched, don't bother with him"

Bruce's answer was not at all unexpected to Alfred, and after silently praying for Batman's fellow police officer in his heart, Alfred continued to get busy with his work.

After the auction, everything seemed to be back to normal, and with the exception of the occasional newspaper news that the St. Lawrence Institute was looking for volunteers, things seemed to have passed. The topic of conversation quickly shifted from this cross-generational product to a newly released movie or something.

While Gordon had been waiting to turn his office into a smoke detection station, the police department finally received an alarm, but it was not Gordon's job.

The police were called by Gotham First Bank, and the police were Antonio. The amount of Andrew's account with the bank became zero. The bank was convinced that Antonio had come to handle the transaction in person, and that Antonio, as a VIP client of the bank, had his own private banking manager and had Antonio's autograph on the transfer process.

But Antonio claimed that he had not done it himself, and that he did not even know who the owner of the account to which it had been transferred.

According to Antonio's personal account manager, she received a call from Antonio that night, asking her to bring all the large transfers to his private home.

According to the request, she brought all the materials that needed to be prepared, and after Mr. Antonio accepted the things, he just told her that she needed capital turnover and let her make preparations and sent her away, all the materials were sent directly to her by express mail in the afternoon of the next day, and she called Mr. Antonio according to the regulations, and made sure that this was more than the funds needed to be transferred to another account as soon as possible, so she went through all the formalities.

On the third day, however, Antonio was so angry that the Runway Bank asked her why he had transferred his money to an account he didn't know at all.

"Are you sure you're taking the information from Antonio himself?"

Although Gordon is the sheriff of the Gotham Police Department, in Gotham, where there are as many crimes as the stars in the sky, his attention is mainly focused on serious criminal cases, and he generally does not ask about such economic crimes.

But Antonio. Andrew was one of the people who got the chip that day, so he was cheeky and sat here as a deputy. The main person in charge of this case, who was sitting next to him, stared at the boss who was cheeky and squeezed in with an unhappy face, but he couldn't say anything.

"Yes, it was handed over to him personally, I'm pretty sure"

As a personal customer service manager, she has a very high professional quality, because the amount involved is very huge, so she is very sure of every detail, including the recorded phone call before the final remittance, she has kept it well, but Antonio's attitude does not look like a lie, which makes her feel very strange.

“... So, what was unusual about him when you handed it to him? ”

Gordon thought for a moment and continued to ask, his question seemed to embarrass the lady, only to see her bow her head and think for a while before saying:

"I felt a little strange when I handed him something, Mr. Antonio's eyes were a little glazed and his speech was a little incoherent, but I didn't care too much about some of his little fetishes..."

"What little fetish?"

Gordon's question silenced the manager for a while and said:

"I'm sorry this involves my client's privacy, I can't say"

Gordon didn't care about the manager's answer, where did she think this was? Gossip newspapers? All those who have a criminal record are recorded here.

"Suck it up, right?"

Gordon made a gesture and looked at the woman and nodded silently.

"Didn't you suspect that he was in a trance because of an overdose of morphine or something?"

"I was skeptical too, so I called twice to determine if I really needed to send the money"

"Twice?"

"When I got back from Mr. Antonio's house, I called him and he told me that I really needed to send it, and I called him again before sending it and got the same answer."

Gordon flipped through the records retrieved from the telephone service operator, and it was indeed two phone calls.

"Can the money be traced?"

"After Mr. Antonio came to inform him of this, we immediately contacted the remittance bank to communicate, but the funds have been divided into more than ten remittances out of the country, and we contacted these foreign remittance banks separately, but unfortunately they can use anonymous deposits, so the money has long been missing."

When mentioning this incident, this strong woman, who has always looked confident and very strong, showed a helpless expression for the first time.

"There's a phone call recording again, and an autograph, just ignore him"

No matter how you look at the lawsuit, you won't blame the bank, the police officer in charge of the case said dismissively.

"Antonio. Andrew though the financial resources can't be with Bruce. Wayneby, but he also has a strong position in Gotham's financial community, not to mention that he is also a philanthropist, and the problem is only one of his accounts, if this matter is not resolved satisfactorily, Gotham First Bank is likely to run into great trouble."

This is why the personal account manager chose to call the police even though he knew that there was nothing wrong with him, and if the security of the bank is questioned, then people will have concerns when choosing a bank, which can be fatal to the bank.

"Sheriff, where are you going?"

Looking at Sheriff Gordon, who was wearing a coat and walking out with a stack of documents, the police officer in charge of the case asked strangely.

"Go meet an old friend"

“... Batman, is it? Looks like it's the Gotham people..."