In the hallway on the sixth floor, Benjamin limped back and cursed under his breath, his pistol clutched in his hand, and some bruised tendons on the back of his hand.

After becoming a senior agent, Benjamin had not suffered such a serious injury, and the penetrating wound was definitely one of the most painful types of wounds, and what worried him even more was that he didn't know if there was rust on the nail and whether it would cause tetanus.

Tetanus is a disease that has a very low probability of cure, and the mortality rate is as high as 100%, and the only way is to get a tetanus shot as soon as possible after the wound appears.

Now, Benjamin is in a cocoon, he has cut off communications, blown up helicopters, and has not prepared any doctors, let alone a tetanus vaccine, and even if he starts to prepare for the restoration of communications and transportation now, he will definitely miss the best time for treatment.

The agents had prepared medical supplies, but they were placed in the warehouse downstairs, and Benjamin hurried down the stairs to find bandages to stop the bleeding, and just as he walked to the somewhat dim stairwell, he suddenly saw a faint green light appear at the top of the staircase.

Benjamin's heart tightened instantly.

Not to mention that foreigners are not superstitious, the rumors of their old castle ghosts are also quite widespread, and the ghosts are of any color, and green is especially terrifying.

Benjamin took a deep breath, grabbed his gun, he took a half step forward, and then saw a little boy covered in green light standing at the top of the stairs, Benjamin's heart rate soared.

I have to say that different images with different lighting effects, the effect is completely different, if it is Hal who is standing here now, Benjamin may be associated with some superpowers, but now it is Dick who is standing here.

The old manor, the howling cold wind, the heavy snow, the little boy who appeared in the faint green light......

Benjamin didn't run away, it can be regarded as his psychological quality is good.

But then, he heard a noise behind him, and he didn't dare to look back, because he couldn't be sure whether the little boy in front of him was full of green light or not, he took two steps back, slowly turned his head, and saw a little girl standing behind him.

The little girl was much younger, and she was wearing a very beautiful thick dress, and when he saw her face, Benjamin was stunned, because she really looked like Bruce.

Bruce Wayne's handsome face impressed anyone who had seen him, and Benjamin was no exception, so at this moment, when he saw a little girl who was at least eight points like Bruce, Benjamin's mind stalled.

Changing the worldview too many times in a short period of time will cause the thinking to be stuck, at the beginning, Ben, Jieming played a spy war drama, and then it became a ghost, and then it became a ghost in the castle, and now it seems to have become a bloody ethics drama......

Just when Benjamin was stunned, the little girl rushed at a speed that was completely invisible to ordinary people, and Benjamin was knocked to the ground by her before he could dodge.

The green-glowing boy didn't use any special abilities, he just ran up the stairs at a brisk pace and grabbed Benjamin by the neck.

As soon as Benjamin wanted to struggle, the little girl who knocked him down kicked the gun in his hand and flew it away, and then "swished" to the side of the gun, picked it up, and handed it to another little boy.

The boy had pointed a gun at Benjamin's head, and his movements were not at all like a child of his age.

"Who the hell are you? What is the relationship with Bruce Wayne? Why is it here? Even though it was Benjamin who was being pointed at gunpoint now, he asked a series of questions.

Dick got out of the way, leaving room for Benjamin to get up, and after Benjamin got up, he stretched out his hands to try to reassure Dick, he said, "Don't shoot, kid, that's not something you should play with, put it down and give me ......"

Dick didn't say anything, just held the gun and aimed it at him, and just as Benjamin was about to take a violent action to snatch the gun back, he suddenly felt an object against his lower back.

As Alfred emerged from the shadows, Benjamin slowly raised his hands, tilting his head, and the moment he saw Alfred's face, his hole shrank sharply.

"Pennyworth?!"

"Do you want to see how surprised I look? Thought I was going to ask why you know my name? Alfred's tone was very low, Dick and Aisha had never seen Alfred like this.

Just then, a whistle came from the end of the hallway, and Aisha and Dick looked back to see Hal waving to them in the room, and the two of them glanced at Alfred, but obediently went to find Howl.

"You don't seem surprised by all this." Benjamin lowered his head and looked at Alfred from the reflection on the floor, Alfred's face was very old, but his body was not thin, and he did not have the posture of an ordinary old man, on the contrary, he looked very strong, even comparable to Benjamin in the prime of life.

"The invitation you sent to the manor is full of loopholes."

"No way, it was written by the mayor."

Benjamin's face stiffened, and Alfred pushed his shotgun forward, and said, "This is indeed a trap for you, what do you want to do?" ”

"Pennyworth, I'll be blunt, whoever you worked for, as long as you hand over that list, we'll be okay."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"I have to stress to you that this is a very important matter, you single-handedly raised Bruce Wayne, and if he is implicated because of this, it is not worth it."

"I don't know what you're looking for, I just want to tell you, don't bother me, I've said goodbye to the past."

"Alfred." Benjamin called him by his first name, and he said, "You and I both understand that this line of work is not about saying goodbye when you say goodbye." ”

Alfred's eyes became deep, and hearing that he was silent, Benjamin continued to persuade: "You can indeed rely on the Wayne family, little Wayne may protect you without a bottom line, but you better also think about what the Wayne Group will pay for this." ”

"Once little Wayne has this kind of handle, then no matter who he is, he can be knifed at any time, even if decades have passed, this is an indelible stain."

"On the contrary, you can get a guarantee from me, as long as you hand over the list, all this will be written off, and you can follow little Wayne back to Wayne Manor to live your life, and no one will bother you again."

"Do you guys in the CIA all talk like that? You don't want to give anything, you just say 'be merciful, let me go', and you want me to believe you? ”

"You don't have any other choice." Benjamin bared his teeth, he moved his neck, turned his head back, looked at Alfred, and said, "You've been targeted, and that means there's no peace." ”

"Unless, you and your employer never leave Gotham, you will always face the threat of being hunted down by the CIA, and there are many other ways to fight a group, and the Wayne Group, while important, is not entirely indispensable."

"Did anyone tell you?" Alfred's tone suddenly relaxed, but Benjamin suddenly had a bad premonition.

"You're not a good agent, immersed in your own fantasy world of spy warfare, and the way you do your secret service is no different from the way the bosses grow their companies."

"Aren't you?" Benjamin asked rhetorically.

"No, I have an excellent child, or, more than one."

Just as he finished speaking, Benjamin suddenly saw another dark shadow appear at the top of the stairs, accompanied by the figure slowly walking up the stairs, and a familiar face appeared in front of Benjamin - it was Kayla.

Only the female agent now raised her pistol and aimed it at Benjamin's head.

"Kayla?! You ......"

"Bang!"

The pistol shot rang out, and a fire erupted from the front, like a bright lamp in the dim stairwell, and the blood gushed down the staircase, and the snow outside the window stained it with blood.

Benjamin's body lay in a pool of blood, and Kayla lowered her gun and stood there taking a deep breath as she turned her head. Looking at Alfred, both of them had a brighter light in their eyes than the muzzle of a gun.

The female agent put the pistol back on her waist, and Alfred's slightly old sigh echoed through the hallway.

"Long time no see, Valeria."