Chapter Seventy-Seven: An End

A bat-shaped night view of the city, with two points of scarlet light shining like eyes.

Edward was tempted to say "as if" the city was watching him, but the Nightmare Memory and the Dream Sandbag reacted at the same time to tell him that there was indeed a behemoth in the city watching him.

Barbatos.

It was Barbatos, but not just him, the power of the Nightmare Memory allowed Edward to roughly sense who was using some brief peep instead of permanence.

Who is helping him?

Edward quickly gathered his thoughts.

Barbatos ...... No, Barbatos really needs six metals to open the advent channel, not him......

So the ...... who controls Gotham

Edward thought of the answer, it wasn't S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra that was monitoring him, it was the Owl Court, an invisible shadow that controlled almost all of Gotham.

Edward knew that everything about Bruce Wayne was carefully planned by them, and they strictly forbade anyone to interfere with the course of Bruce Wayne's fate.

His act of helping Bruce Wayne caught the attention of both.

Earth's owl court is giving him a warning, and at the same time, a multiverse-level being is watching.

Edward looked at his car again, and made the most normal action, so he stopped and began to curse the street, "Do you know how to drive!" Long eyes! Isn't it blind? ”

After scolding for a while, Edward turned around and left, without any anger or fear in his eyes, surprisingly calm.

Swearing is a must, to show the anger of an ordinary person about the destruction of the car, and must not show that he is afraid to speak out of fear, which will be detected by the owl court.

On a building in Gotham, a man in a black tight-fitting suit, an owl-like face, and alloy talons on his hands look through a telescope at a white supercar.

His name is Talon, the executioner of Gotham.

Talon pressed the headset with his hand, and the command came.

"Let him go, he has something to do with that snake with a lot of heads but not many brains, he is their prey, don't do it this time, if there is a next time, kill him."

"Yes, I see, I'll go back to the nest."

"No, Salga's youngest daughter has a little boyfriend, and she wants to be a partner in justice, and she wants to talk about the court, go ahead."

Talon glanced at the white supercar, turned and disappeared into the darkness of the city.

Tonight, the night is dark and windy.

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When Edward returned to New York, it was already the middle of the night, and he had the beetle scan, and sure enough, S.H.I.E.L.D. had sneaked in and installed the camera.

The brain kept telling him to run, and if he didn't run, Stark would have to come and grab him and go to school, but Edward didn't take it seriously.

Stark has been missing for more than two months, and Stark Industries has a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

Obadei has been the acting president for two months, and he is comfortable, but Stark suddenly returns, it is strange that he can be happy, there must be a fight between the two.

Moreover, Stark announced that he was going to abolish the Stark Industrial Weapons Department as soon as he returned, and everyone in the company wanted to talk to him about it, from Obadai to Rhodes.

Edward didn't believe that such a busy man still had time to come and arrest him.

Edward felt a little sleepy, and didn't rush to rest, so he first cleaned up the dust of some necessary items in the house, and took the opportunity to block the camera put by S.H.I.E.L.D.

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Wayne Manor – Stark Shores Villas.

Stark asked Jarvis to get on the phone

"I was just about to call you, and I said, why haven't I seen my Rolls-Royce bat, don't you want to get down?"

Stark made himself a cup of coffee and whistled.

"Your decision today was hasty." Bruce was dressed in pajamas, and the wide pajamas blocked the gauze around his waist.

He looked more serious and looked at Stark, "There are a lot of opposition voices in Stark's business, if you go out and have a big understanding, why don't you sell the company to me?" A bat? ”

"Hehe, it's easy to sell to you, you find a good person first, after all, the person below me will resign the next day." Stark crossed Erlang's legs with a look of disdain.

Stark Industries and Wayne Group have been competing against each other for so many years, and the two sides are not incompatible, but they must laugh at each other's old employees when they meet each other.

"It's okay, it's okay for Wayne Enterprise's employees to wear multiple hats, and they're definitely better than your original employees."

The door to Bruce Wayne's bedroom suddenly opened, and someone walked in.

"Mr. Wayne, I don't want to disturb you, but you haven't eaten since you came back, and if you have time to talk to Mr. Stark, I think you'll have time to drink this glass of vegetable juice." Alfred suddenly stepped out from behind Bruce and looked at the screen

"Oh, Mr. Stark, it's good to see you're okay."

Bruce couldn't help it, so he took the vegetable juice from the tray and drank it.

"Ah Fu, when I didn't show up, did the one next to you think about how to rob me of a controlling stake every day?" Stark asked, pointing at Bruce.

"I don't know about that, but the month you went missing, Mr. Wayne didn't eat breakfast for a month." Ah Fu said.

Bruce handed the clean cup to Ah Fu and motioned for him to leave.

Ah Fu calmly turned his head and left.

"Haha, you're worried...... Hey, wait, you haven't had breakfast in the first place!! Stark suddenly realized that he was being led into the ditch, but by this time Ah Fu had already closed the door and ran away.

Bruce wiped his mouth, "What's the light on your chest?" Is the fake show really done? Is the information real? ”

"Even you can't see through the difference between the fake news I released and the real news, so I'm relieved." Stark applauded happily, took his coffee and drank it down, patting the Ark reactor.

"It's true."

Bruce was silent, deliberately distracting from false news, which in itself was a suspicion of his own safety.

"Who do you suspect?"

"I don't know, if whoever profits the most could be the murderer behind the scenes, it's you." Stark said.

Everyone knows it's a joke, but if you really doubt it, you won't talk that long at night.

Then remove the Wayne Group, which is most likely to profit from Stark Industries' problems, and the rest will naturally be......

"You doubt Obadi?"

It is indeed abnormal for a thief to be able to successfully break through the bodyguards and find him, but, there is no conclusive evidence, Bruce Wayne thought,

"Uh-huh." Stark snorted.

Bruce already knew what he was thinking, and sometimes many judgments didn't necessarily require evidence.

"Be careful, don't let my car die before it reaches you." Bruce said.

"As long as you don't drag on for another hundred years, I'm sure I'm still alive." Stark continued to taunt.

"Then I'll send it over in ninety-nine years, which is less than a hundred years." Bruce shifted, "What do you think of Edward?" ”

Stark was stunned, he didn't expect Bruce to turn the subject to this, "Have you seen him?" ”

Bruce nodded, "Come to me in the afternoon and say you want to tell me about your return, and do me a favor by the way." ”

"Hah, there are times when you need help from others?"