I think many people should not forget that the last time he fought the Fear Laugher in his dream, Schiller used the properties of the lamp ring to amplify certain aspects of the emotions in the hearts of Victor and Gordon, and then attracted many colors of the lamp ring.

As mentioned before, because this battle took place in a dream, those Lantern Rings who were called over found that the host they wanted to contract with was unconscious, and the Lantern Ring would not leave directly if they did not get a positive response from this person during the contract.

As a result, the Lantern Ring abandoned its material body and let the energy enter the host's body, wanting to awaken the consciousness of these hosts, and then, it also came to the dream space where the fear laughing demon was fighting, providing energy for several people.

However, the entity's light rings were still waiting outside, and due to the loss of energy, these light rings became ordinary metal rings, and there was no way to teleport back to the light cluster.

When the battle was over, the few people who woke up found a brightly colored metal ring beside them, and Schiller greeted them in advance, so they collected the ring and gave it to Schiller.

Schiller had little interest in the lamp rings, and in his opinion, the so-called "emotional spectrum" was similar to explaining the truth of the world with naïve materialism, so he put the rings in a box and threw them to Batman.

It is also a well-known fact that as long as anything enters the Bat Cave as a collectible, it is the arrival of the Heavenly King, and don't even think about taking it back.

As Batman poured the box of rings on the table, Hal's eyes were about to pop out, and after wearing the green light ring for so long, he could certainly tell that these were not fake souvenirs, but genuine light rings.

"Where did you get all that??? You ......" Hal was speechless for a moment, looking at Batman as if he were looking at a perverted weirdo with a special collecting fetish.

Looking at the different colors of the rings, he found that there were no green rings in them, or rather, so many colors of the rings, only the green rings, and suddenly, Hal seemed to have discovered some truth on his own.

At the beginning, when facing the battle of the Dreadful Laughing Demon, Hal had doubts in his heart, because at the beginning, the monster's head looked a little similar to Batman, but the battle was too fierce at that time, and he didn't have enough time to think about it, and now it seems that all this is Batman's conspiracy?

Deliberately create a monster to attract the yellow lantern to come, summon all kinds of lantern rings, collect their energy for their own use, and then leave the ring, deliberately turn the yellow lantern beast parallax monster into a human, and then seduce yourself, and then let yourself fall into the trap......

Hal tightened his grip on the trench coat jacket he was wearing, and though the coat was as thick and warm as ever, and the fireplace in the hall of Wayne Manor was burning brightly and the wood was crackling, it didn't make him feel a trace of warmth.

Batman fiddles with those light rings and asks Hal for information about the principle of the light ring and the history of the light group, but unfortunately, Hal doesn't know much about this aspect, from the current point of view, Hal is just a lucky person who inadvertently obtained the green light energy, and he does not have a deep intersection with the light group, and he does not know any important information.

"I'm going to do a compositional analysis of these rings." Batman turned his head to look at Hal with an expressionless face, and Hal immediately said, "I'll stay here, my ring is still on that kid's hand." ”

"Also, I don't want anything to happen to him, so I'll watch him here until he's back to normal."

Batman doesn't care about Hal's assurance, he just needs an attitude, Hal without the Lamp Ring is just an ordinary person, if Batman doesn't allow it, he will definitely not be able to leave Wayne Manor.

And judging by Hal's attitude, he is a mature and wise person, which means that he is still useful to Batman.

A few minutes later, in the laboratory under Wayne Manor, Bruce, who had changed out of his batsuit, was fiddling with a device, and he was trying to use scientific methods to analyze the structure of the metal of the lamp ring.

The laboratory located under Wayne Manor, although the area is not as large as the newly built Batcave, but it is also fully equipped, and Batman himself doesn't know why, when facing those tedious and complex experimental data, staying here makes it easier for him to calm down.

Although it wasn't far from Wayne Manor on the ground, and some of the noise coming from the ground could be heard, it wasn't as remote and quiet as the bat cave on the outskirts, but whenever Bruce wanted to calm down and think about something, he preferred to choose this place.

In the dimly lit laboratory, Bruce's fingers are placed on the operation panel, and the cold light cast by the screen is like a circle of water lines, and the abrupt cold feeling when the skin touches the button can make people's minds clearer.

"Da, da, da." The soft sound of leather shoes hitting the metal staircase came from behind Bruce, and he didn't look back, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Master, it's dawn, go back and rest for a while." ”

Bruce's fingers paused slightly as he pressed the next button, while the data on the screen continued to change.

Underground, time seems to slow down, and for Batman, day and night are less important when there are no windows to tell the change in light.

But Alfred apparently didn't think so, he walked up behind Bruce, handed him a glass of water, and said, "Master Dick is a little tired, and that strange energy seems to weaken when he is in bad spirits, so he also goes upstairs to sleep." ”

"I have arranged for Mr. Hal a well-appointed and thoughtful room, and I think he should have fallen asleep by now."

"Miss Aisha has been asleep for a few hours, and may wake up in a few moments, I have already called Miss Selena to come over, and if you go up in half an hour, you should have time to have breakfast with them."

Bruce stood still, still silent and withdrawn, his mind suddenly returning to the gloomy cathedral, the picture he had taken from the somewhat dilapidated living room.

He looked back and saw Alfred's old face in the ravines, in his field of vision, time had gone back quickly, Alfred's face had become younger, his face had shrunk in his field of vision, and a young man in a trench coat, a beret, and a shotgun was standing next to a straw pile in front of a wheat field, and two other young friends had taken a picture.

When they saw this photo, the Bruces were not without doubts, because the three people in the photo all looked a little too young, and at this age, they should not have met together.

Bruce remembers that when he was very young, he heard his father say that the Pennyworth family was the hereditary steward family of the Wayne family, and that the eldest son of the Pennyworth family would be the steward of the Wayne family heir.

He had heard his grandfather complain that the Pennyworth child was a bit out of character and didn't want to inherit the housekeeper's business, and at that time, Bruce didn't know who he was referring to, and it wasn't until he grew up that he realized that it was actually Alfred Pennyworth.

When he first met Alfred, Bruce felt a unique temperament in him, and he didn't know if it was an alarm from his always accurate intuition, or just a fleeting delusion, but he was sure that his first emotion when he first met Alfred, was not shyness, but fear.

Bruce stood by the experimental table, quietly recalling those years that he did not want to recall, but he found many clues from these memories, showing that the old butler he knew very well still had many secrets that he did not know.

Bruce knew what kind of person he was, and he wanted an answer to all his secrets, and this paranoia had almost become a part of his life, except for Alfred.

Still, he was curious about the photograph and about Alfred's life before he came to Wayne Manor.

He opened his mouth for a moment, as if he didn't know how to ask, and the old butler stood quietly behind him, his eyes not resting on the screen of the constantly flowing data, but looking forward, staring at the open space of this underground experimental base.

Alfred always seemed to be like this, Bruce thought, from the time he learned to do experiments, whenever he entered the laboratory, the old butler used to stare at the blank walls or open spaces, never glancing at the sophisticated instruments.

But Bruce remembered seeing Alfred's look on his face once when he glanced at some data, and he was sure that Alfred should have understood.

So, he was going to start from this angle, he turned slightly and asked, "Alfred, are you from London?" ”

"Yes, sir, the Pennyworth family has lived in London for generations."

"You ......" Bruce wanted to ask Alfred if he went to school like a normal person, but he didn't think the question was smart enough, so he asked, "What college did you go to?" What major? ”

"Sir, I graduated from King's College, Cambridge University, and studied Mathematics at Cambridge University, majoring in Pure Mathematics and Mathematical Statistics."

Bruce's hand on the button froze, and for some reason, he instinctively looked at the string of data on the screen, glanced at it from top to bottom, and made sure that there were no mistakes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he was stunned by his own action.

He took his hand away from the operation panel, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked, "This major...... I mean......"

"No, it's not as complicated as you think, sir, I don't have any additional interest in math." Alfred smiled, his voice relaxing Bruce a lot, Alfred explained:

"All of the Pennyworths had a fixed course of study, from Silverton to Oxford, where they could choose literature or philosophy, or at most art or drama, and none of them had a chance at science."

"Because whether it is mathematics, chemistry or physics, etc., it is not very helpful to become a housekeeper, on the contrary, a housekeeper needs to have sufficient literary and artistic accomplishments to have small talk with employers."

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

"So, why are you ......"

"At that time, I didn't have a good relationship with my family, I refused to go to Innton College, and I didn't want to go to Oxford at all, I liked stage plays and dramas the most, and I wanted to be an actor, but my family was strongly opposed."

"So, I thought, I'm going to make an amazing move that will surprise everyone, so I went on to a grammar school, where I went on a full scholarship to the Department of Mathematics at Cambridge University after a year and a half."

"My family did surprise me, but not because of my rebellious behavior, but because of my talent for learning."

"After I went to university, I got along with my family, and although they still didn't accept my dream of being an actor, they also approved of the idea that I wouldn't inherit the career of a hereditary housekeeper."

"Then why did you ......... again?"

Alfred lowered his head and smiled, "The process is a bit complicated, but it's actually very simple......"

Bruce heard Alfred say something that surprised him in a very nostalgic tone:

"Because of my excellent grades, in the autumn of my sophomore year of college, I was recruited by the British Army's Intelligence 6 and became an agent in MI6D......"