Chapter 59 11. Steal? Why steal? Wouldn’t it taste good to take away? 【Ask for monthly ticket】
"Identity verification passed! Welcome back, Mr. Lucius."
The pleasant electronic sound sounded from the private laboratory on the 7th floor underground of Wayne Industries. This laboratory dedicated to Mr. Lucius Fox requires special permission to enter.
Mason held Lucius's identity card in his hand, walked in with his invisibility cloak on, took out a bottle of brown potion from his pocket and drank it in one gulp.
A few seconds later, he felt a slight discomfort in his eyes. After blinking a few times, the darkness in front of him quickly dissipated, allowing Mason to temporarily possess the ability of [night vision].
The potion in his hand also comes from Old K's alchemy book. It is a witcher's potion called "Cat's Eye". In addition to being unaffected in complete darkness, it can also effectively resist hypnosis during the effective time.
The witcher potions recorded by Old K are all very useful, but these things have a disadvantage that is hard to ignore, that is, they often contain toxins.
The physique of a demon hunter can withstand these toxins, but ordinary people cannot.
Mason can only dilute the potion and cannot drink it more than once, otherwise he will have to try the taste of the secret "bezoar" antidote in the world of Hogwarts himself.
But it's certainly enough for exploration right now.
He hid in his invisibility cloak and moved forward unaffected in the darkness. Soon he saw two disassembled and unpainted Batmobile prototypes in the garage.
They should be receiving special modifications in a specific direction.
Mason really wants to get a ride on this cool vehicle. After all, what normal man can say no to something as cool as the Batmobile?
But he did not act immediately, but continued to walk and check in several other areas.
"Batman's suit development work has never stopped. He is designing and making different suits for different situations. Look at this delightful collection."
Mason stood in front of a large display window and looked at the nearly a dozen different types of Bat suits displayed in different categories.
From the polymer prototype suit that the master most often wears, to the thick armor-type suit used for heavy assaults, to the conceptual titanium alloy suit that combines flexibility, defense and offense.
Some of them are completed designs, and some are clearly concept styles.
However, these suits are not equipped with weapon systems.
After all, the genius designer Mr. Lucius's laboratory is only responsible for design and production, and combat testing should be conducted in the Batcave.
Mason's eyes passed over the suits placed in front of him. A bold idea came to his mind, but he still did not act immediately and turned to the deeper areas of the laboratory.
Then, he saw three large industrial-grade 3D printers used for different occasions.
This thing made Mason's eyes light up. He stepped forward to check out these powerful-looking machines and found that they all had the Wayne Industries logo on the casing.
Good guy, self-produced and sold.
Mr. Bruce Wayne really understands the art of using public tools for personal use.
He put his hand on the black machine in front of him, and the character card immediately gave a label:
Battlesuit making equipment
Quality: Epic engineering creation·Outstanding craftsmanship
Utility: This instrument was designed by Mr. Lucius Fox and produced by Wayne Industries Precision Industrial Equipment Department. It is specially used to design and produce various types of suits for Batman. It can not only complete the printing and production of polymer materials, but also Design and shape cutting of specialty metals.
Using this instrument requires certain technological literacy or engineering level 3 knowledge.
Tips: This large equipment can be used for more purposes through engineering modifications, and a full modification requires Engineering Lv6.
Item description: You don’t really think that Batman’s polymer biomaterial suit is sewn with embroidery needles, do you?
The young man sighed.
He felt sad for Bruce Wayne's luxury and wealth, and felt sad for his own lack of imagination. The realization of his ability to make money in front of him made him feel like he had eaten several lemons.
He looked at the other two instruments, which were specially prepared for making the complex combat accessories of the Bat suit.
From fighting gauntlets that can pop out shark-tooth swords, to various modified and upgraded versions of batarangs, from the simplest hook-lock flying claw gun to a stylish and practical memory material bulletproof gliding cloak.
As long as Mason masters how to use these machines and has enough materials, he can also make different suits for himself.
Even further!
Mason took out a small piece of metal from his arms that emitted green fluorescence in the dark. He squinted and thought:
"After all, except for a few warehouses of kryptonite, Batman doesn't have channels like me to get all kinds of rare magic metals."
Thinking of this, Mason stood up and looked back at the laboratory behind him.
He regretted that there was no prototype Bat fighter that he could take away. That kind of multi-functional aircraft that could be commanded remotely was really useful.
But that's enough for now.
Mason didn't come here just to steal a thing or two, that would be lame and wasteful.
With Batman's cautious style of doing things, he can be sure that as long as he takes something away from here, the entire laboratory will immediately be moved to a more private place.
Therefore, Mason has only one chance to get something from this treasure trove!
That being the case
So why not move the entire lab at once?
Well, this idea was certainly too futuristic for other supervillains to evacuate the entire R&D lab without alerting the building guards and triggering the security alarm.
The main thing is that I have this intention, but I don’t have the conditions.
But these are not problems in Mason's eyes, not even troubles.
The young man opened the magic suitcase he carried with him. Even after placing a three-story apartment in this large 500X500X50 space, there was still quite a lot of space for him to use.
Old K's magic apartment is large enough to fit everything in the laboratory.
As for security alert
Well, Mason didn't have that much time to try and disarm the entire lab.
But the problem is, he doesn't need to do this.
"唰"
The huge black 3D printer was pushed to the suitcase in front of the eyes by Mason, who turned on the traceless extension spell switch, and disappeared into the opened suitcase like magic.
A shrill alarm sounded immediately.
But Mason continued to carry the box and walked slowly through every corner of the laboratory like a "sweeping goods".
I took over a dozen prototype Bat suits.
I took the information cabinet where the drawings were stored.
We took the raw materials of various special metals and special materials.
Finally, there are three Batmobiles and the two Batmobiles that have not yet completed special modifications. Take them!
However, within five minutes, this huge laboratory became empty.
Only the piercing sirens echoed miserably.
Mason swiped Mr. Lucius's ID card and walked out of the laboratory. He put down his suitcase and took out a pen. He wrote a crooked line on the back of the ID card with his left hand.
He stuck the card in front of the elevator in the laboratory, then stretched with his suitcase in hand. When the elevator door opened, he passed by a group of armed security personnel. He entered the elevator and left Wayne without any attachment. building.
A few minutes later, Mr. Lucius, who was shaken awake by his female assistant, received the news like a bolt from the blue.
His personal laboratory was robbed!
"What was lost?"
The old man who had taken a trace amount of bat sedative was still a little confused.
He asked his assistant while yawning and rubbing his head. The long-legged blond assistant replied with a strange expression:
"Well, this may not be the extent of losing anything. Mr. Lucius, you'd better go and see for yourself. To be honest, it's really difficult for me to describe that scene to you with my poor language.
I can only say it was too shocking. ”
"Huh?"
The old man, who had seen great storms and had been responsible for the design and development of Batman for more than ten years, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and came to his laboratory with the help of his assistant.
Then he fell into a long silence as he looked at the empty laboratory in front of him, where every rat would drop a few coins before committing suicide.
"Am I in the wrong place?"
The old man in his sixties looked at the assistant beside him after a few seconds and whispered:
"Is there a possibility that this is not my laboratory but an empty underground parking lot? After all, you just said that the time from the alarm sounding to the security personnel entering here was only five or six minutes.
I can't think of any possibility that would allow a thief to clear out my laboratory in such a short time.
Not to mention anything else, the three customized industrial printers alone weigh more than five tons.
Didn’t the laboratory monitoring system detect it?
Lucius stopped mid-sentence.
He silently glanced at the place where a dedicated computer should have been.
There was nothing there.
Even the cameras scattered throughout the laboratory have been "packed away".
This thief is so cruel!
The old man fell into a dilemma of doubting his life. He was at a loss for a while when faced with this bizarre situation, until the assistant returned his ID card to him.
Mr. Lucius glanced at the crooked words on the card.
That's what the thief left behind.
Although the handwriting is ugly, the message is very philosophical.
"Give some, take some. Fair deal."
"Huh?"
The old man immediately narrowed his eyes and thought about what happened before. He said:
"So, the 'antidote' that suddenly appeared in the laboratory was actually a 'gift' from this unknown Lord? What is this? A certain anti-hero or phantom thief who behaves strangely appears in this damn city again. ”
"This is Gotham after all, Mr. Lucius."
The blond assistant next to the old man brushed his hair and shrugged, and whispered:
“The only conclusion I’ve come to after living here for so many years is that anything is possible in this city.”
"Oh, forget it, that's it."
Lucius felt very tired.
But confirming the source of the drug gave him a little peace of mind. While instructing his assistant to speed up the experimental verification of the drug, he walked out of the empty laboratory and dialed the number of another old man.
"Alfred, how was the birthday party?"
Mr. Lucius smiled at the other end of the phone and said:
"I heard that you invited some of your childhood confidantes to celebrate your birthday? You, an old guy, really know how to enjoy it."
"Don't mention it, Lucius, I'm still in the manor."
Mr. Alfred answered in his elegant and standard London accent with a sense of helplessness and exhaustion:
"Something happened in the city, and I was recalled urgently. You don't know how 'busy' Naihe Island is tonight. Our Batman is still getting into the sewers and playing hide-and-seek with the zombies.
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What's the matter with you? ”
"Two things, one good and one bad."
The old gentleman sighed and said:
"The serum vaccine has been produced and is now undergoing human trials for verification. Originally, this process required at least four rounds of large-scale clinical testing, but considering the seriousness of the matter, we can speed it up appropriately.
If everything goes well, it can be submitted to the medical department for review tomorrow and a dedicated production line can be prepared. ”
"Well, he will be very happy to hear the news."
Alfred's tone became more relaxed and he said:
"I knew it was absolutely right to leave these matters to you."
"Haha, you are happy too early, Ah Fu."
Lucius told the old butler about the strange things that happened in the medical laboratory, and then talked about the things in his research laboratory:
"Here's the bad thing I'm going to say, the lab where I design and make combat equipment for Batman was robbed, and everything was gone within five minutes.
Taken as ‘payment’ by the stranger who helped us.
Therefore, Batman needs to give me additional funds to build a new laboratory, which is a lot of money.
However, considering the huge profits that this serum vaccine will generate once it is launched and the resulting social impact that is expected to push up the group's stock price, we can easily make a lot of money from it. ”
The old man paused and said:
"The income will be enough to allow him to build ten more laboratories without feeling distressed."
"So, the well-meaning but greedy gentleman may have made a small profit, but Wayne Industries will definitely not lose money?"
Alfred made a joke, and then said in a serious tone:
"The security system of Wayne Tower should be upgraded, starting immediately, Lucius, this may also be a warning."
"Well, I'll bring that up at the board meeting tomorrow."
The old man looked at the written ID card in his hand.
He said:
"Everything in my laboratory has a tracking device. I will try to track that mysterious Lord. I will inform you if there is any news."
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"Tracking device, sure enough! Everyone related to Batman will develop this bad habit of distrusting others! There is really no sincerity at all between people."
Meanwhile, on the second floor of Cooper's store.
Placed inside a suitcase on a table, Mason climbed out from under a prototype Batmobile, holding a strange engineering wrench.
He held two black trackers and locators in his hands, and looked at the various things piled around him. He thought with a headache:
"Before I take these things out openly, I have to check them all. This is not going to work. I need an assistant.
Urgent need.
Charles had worked in the aerospace department of Wayne Industries before and was a good engineer. If he wanted to, maybe he could move from combat to logistics support. ”
Mason played with the tracker in his hand and thought:
"But in this case, I have to find another way to recruit a combatant. Let me think about it, Kang is a spell user and can be regarded as a warlock and a magician. Selina is an excellent person trained by Batman himself. Assassin.
And I can be seen as a marksman and a healing support.
Team K needs a soldier!
A ruthless character who can charge into battle, preferably an all-rounder like Old K.
Hmm.
Wonder Woman?
Forget it, we can't afford to offend this demigod just yet.
Just look for it among the heroes of Gotham City. How about finding a way to prepare the love potion in the high-end potion and give it to Selina so that she can seduce the Bat Master?
emmmm, let’s consider this as a backup plan. ”
Ps:
It’s a sheep, brothers, but we didn’t escape in the end, alas. . . (End of chapter)