"It doesn't seem like there's anyone here."

Dean crawled through the ventilation ducts as he observed the environment through the gaps.

Even if it's late at night, many FBI agents may have gone home from work, but it's impossible for such an organization to be without night watchmen.

And there will definitely be no less.

I don't know why, Dean could still see a lot of agents when he first came in.

Now all of a sudden, it's gone.

It's as if all the people inside have suddenly left because of something.

"Could it be that something so big happened in Gotham that GCPD asked the FBI for help?"

Dean guessed in his mind.

"Forget it, whatever the reason, it's a good thing for me right now."

He discarded distractions and crawled forward at a faster pace.

It wasn't long before Dean came to a hallway, and the room at the end of the corridor happened to have the words "Data Room" written on it.

Interestingly, the ventilation duct happens to have a removable shutter here, facing the hallway.

"No matter how you look at this blind, it feels like a deliberate ...... here"

Dean carefully examined the lower blinds to make sure there were no hidden mechanisms on the thing.

"Coming all the way from the ventilation duct, it was a little too smooth, and I didn't run into a few forks in the road and went directly to the door of the data room."

It seems that the purpose of this ventilation duct is to allow people to sneak into the data room.

Something must be wrong.

Dean felt something must be wrong with this.

The FBI couldn't have been so careless, could it be that this place is actually a trap designed to mislead others, and the entire passage and data room are all fake?

Or is it ......

Dean remembered that the Wayne Group was involved in the construction of the substation, and then thought about the unusually wide size of the ventilation ducts.

"Could it be that this ventilation duct is for Batman?"

For some reason, Dean thinks this ridiculous idea might be true.

"In retrospect, many buildings in Gotham were contracted by Wayne Group, and basically the vents of newly built high-rise buildings are relatively large, but like many old-fashioned buildings, the size of the ventilation ducts is normal, and they can't get into people at all."

Tsk, I can't imagine that Batman, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually do such an illegal construction thing.

I didn't expect it, this design is not only useful to you, but also cheaper for me.

Dean thought to himself amusedly.

He discreetly removed the blinds and pulled out the surveillance jammer.

Although the prop is small, it is one of the decisive factors that Dean has so far gone undiscovered.

Although it is ineffective against extraterrestrial technology, DC Earth's surveillance technology is perverted enough, far surpassing the real-world technology of Dean's previous life.

Don't look like Batman has countless alien technologies in his hands, but that's just his own unique technology, and many raw materials can't be found or processed on Earth.

Without the help of the Justice League, who can bring Batman a variety of cosmic rare materials, his technology alone is useless.

In other words, beyond the monitoring methods of Earth technology, Batman has it, but it is far from covering the whole of Gotham.

Dean relied on surveillance jammers and was able to basically ignore all surveillance.

Even if he was really captured by one or two alien monitors, it was basically impossible to see through Dean's flaws in the blurry picture left behind.

Well......

Looking at this unguarded corridor, the door of the opposite reference room was facing him, like a foot-washing girl waving her hand on the side of the street calling for her to enter.

Maybe it's going to be a wonderful encounter, or maybe it's going to be a hidden disaster.

Dean didn't walk over carelessly, but somewhere he pulled out a pair of glasses and put them on himself.

In an instant, red rays of light appeared in the corridor, densely distributed in various places, like spider webs.

Moreover, many of the lights were still moving irregularly, at least Dean did not see a pattern after a brief observation for more than ten seconds.

"The infrared alarm device is a bit old-fashioned, but it works."

Dean moved his joints slightly, and his gaze instantly became serious.

Dead infrared rays do not pose a threat to him, but those infrared rays that move irregularly are different.

These infrared rays move very quickly, and in large quantities, they are so dense that it is almost impossible to break through this layer of defense.

There were several key points where Dean was not sure he would be able to get through.

As the infrared light moves, the location and number of these key points will also change, which may become easier or dead-end.

It's no exaggeration to describe this mechanism as ever-changing.

It seems that Batman doesn't really want to make the FBI's data room a bus that everyone can get on.

With such a perverted infrared design, who else but Batman could have thought of it?

To tell the truth, if Dean had been a month ago, he probably wouldn't have dared to challenge this infrared mechanism casually.

But now, Dean has the confidence to break through the hurdle.

Responsive, Activate!

Well, the Responsive Dean doesn't use his own consciousness to make it activate whenever and wherever he wants, but it turns on automatically when necessary.

This is a nice feature, because when Dean needs to turn on the Sensitive Reactive, it's likely that he won't be able to react to the need to turn on the thing before he turns it on.

And auto-turn on is much better.

Dean took a deep breath and unpacked his clothes to make them fit closer.

Then he resolutely rushed into the infrared cobweb.

Dean was seen to spin and move deftly between the gaps in the infrared rays, his body almost more flexible than the world's top gymnasts, able to bend his body at incredible angles and pass through extremely narrow intervals.

At this point, Dean is arching his waist up, forming an arch on his back, and then standing upside down, carefully passing his legs through the seven infrared blockades.

Suddenly, Dean's hairs stood on end, and his pupils constricted.

At this moment, he felt as if time had slowed down, and everything that could move around him had become extremely sluggish.

Out of the corner of his eye, he found that on the side, an infrared ray was moving towards him.

In Dean's eyes, it moved very slowly, including every infrared ray in its vicinity, and its trajectory was within Dean's observations.

At this point, Dean bent his arms slightly, bounced his body up from the ground in one fell swoop, and retracted his legs and flipped backwards at the moment of volley.

Without a single slight, his body just avoided all the infrared rays and landed in a temporarily safe position.

After repeating this several times, Dean finally came to the door of the data room.

At this time, dense beads of sweat had appeared on Dean's forehead.

This infrared corridor is only more than ten meters, but it consumes a lot of Dean's physical strength.

This is the only side effect of the Agility talent, which requires physical energy before Dean's own reflexes are fully developed.

However, this side effect is not particularly serious, and Dean has a system store that is also very easy to solve.

Dean spent fifty exclamations on a bottle of stamina restorer, hoarded and drank it, and soon returned to normal.

"Now, then, look at your secrets, Kassandra......"

(End of chapter)