Chapter 307 6. Yes, the expired parental coupon is useless now
When the master took out a dirty **** card from his low-key luxury high-end suit worth at least a bunch of zeros, Mason realized that something was wrong.
After the master said that he had figured out Mason's life experience, the captain's expression management lost control on the spot.
This is not to say that he has any obsession with his life experience in this world.
The original soul of this body has long been liberated by the wine bottle that fell from the sky, and everything before Mason's soul awakens in this strange world has nothing to do with him.
What really shocked Mason was the master's behavior itself.
While he was busy maintaining the non-existent "order" in Gotham, helping the Justice League get out of the shadow of failure, and secretly planning to deal with the possible invasion of the Stars and perfecting his anti-union tactics, this busy man has not forgotten In order to help Mason find his life experience.
Mason himself doesn't really care about this matter, it's really hard for the master to care so much.
He really, I cried to death!
Rao, Mason had already guessed that this was the master's method to maintain the relationship between the two and win him over, but when he took the blood-stained card, there was still a kind of silent emotion flowing in Mason's heart.
Just a little short!
He thinks maybe he should tell Bruce about the existence of Thomas and Martha in front of him, so that the pain of bereavement he has endured for thirty years can be alleviated.
But Mason is rational after all.
In the current situation, telling the truth about the old man and Mrs. Clown will not make Bruce feel relieved, it will only add unnecessary troubles to him.
Besides, he is still the best detective in the world, and he definitely has enough brains, so let the master discover the truth slowly.
After all, Batboy, who doesn't trust anyone, will only believe in the secrets he found with his own hands, and he must enjoy the fun of playing with people.
"Didn't it mean that the information on the Gotham Orphanage was destroyed?"
Mason looked at the blood-stained card in his hand, he said:
"Where did you find it?"
"I ask Barry to venture back in time to the night you were sent to the orphanage."
Master did not hide.
He looked around the office and said:
"Barry has revealed all your secrets about your life experience, but this shocking fact probably will take some time for you to accept.
Mason, you are not from our world.
You were sent here.
And your adoption by Robert Cooper is also full of secrets. It was the accidental result of a failed **** operation, and it was Barry who prevented the unknown people from taking you. "
"I'm really not surprised at all."
Mason finished listening to the master's narration with a dull face.
He should have expressed great surprise at this, but considering that he had discovered all kinds of clues before, this conclusion is naturally reasonable now.
However, instead of checking the old secret represented by the card in his hand immediately, he put it away and looked at John Wick who was following Bruce.
He always separates personal affairs from business affairs quite clearly.
"So, you've had contact with Batman?"
Mason asked a question.
Wick nodded, glanced at Bruce Wayne beside him, and said in a short tone:
"He's a good partner, I appreciate his sharp vigilance, but the rest of the Justice League needs to be watched."
"I plan to officially introduce Wick into the Justice League tomorrow."
The master sat on the sofa, his eyes fell on the peculiar disc in the office display rack, and while observing with a faint headache, he said to Mason:
"This is a good opportunity to get in touch. The Justice League now needs fresh blood. Wick's ability and belief are in line with the requirements of the Justice League.
Of course, he must suppress his excessive aggressiveness during this period.
Taking this opportunity, he can also justifiably join Barry in the transformation project of the universe treadmill. It takes three months to complete our first communication with the Isu world.
Only then can a strong alliance be formed to counter the maliciousness of the Stars Society. "
"That's fine."
Mason leaned against his desk and said:
"However, Wick may have to live a 'dual identity' life for a period of time. The League of Assassins is about to face a reorganization, and I will select someone to take charge of this matter.
Wick's understanding of the way of the assassin and his abilities all contribute to the advancement of this matter. "
"I have no problem!"
The top killer said with a blank face:
"Replacement of identities and concealment of whereabouts are our basic skills. In addition, I am also very interested in the inheritance of assassins in this world."
"Then it's settled."
Mason pointed to the door and said:
"In the third box on the left, there is a set of Isu Assassin master suits and matching weapons specially made for you, as well as contact information. You can come here at any time if you need service later.
My private secretary, Ms. Huazi, has entered your identity into the system, so you don't have to worry about being attacked. "
"Um."
Wick nodded, turned around and left quickly.
But when he walked out of the office door, he happened to meet Judy and Barbara who came over with some electronic equipment, talking and laughing.
Batgirl is okay, she has seen Wick before.
But Judy saw this guy for the first time, and when she saw that face, she exclaimed:
"Johnny Silverhand! How come you are here, you idiot! Wait, didn't you die a long time ago? Your personality data is in a state of disappearance in the black wall."
This familiar name made John Wick frowned.
He didn't know who the so-called "Johnny Silverhand" was, but Mason called him by this name many times. Although he was a ruthless killer, Wick had some complaints about it.
What's wrong with these members of the Stellaris?
Is your eyes so bad?
Always admit that I am wrong.
"My name is John Wick!"
He emphasizes to Judy, who circles and marvels at him:
"I don't know a guy named Johnny Silverhand."
"But I know it!"
A little excited, Judy was rummaging through her luggage.
Finally, he took out a very worn-out poster and opened it in front of Wick's eyes. He pointed to the coquettish man with toad glasses, a bomber jacket and jeans, and a silver mechanical arm and said:
"Look! See for yourself! Don't you two look exactly alike?"
"this"
Wick might not believe it, but the poster in front of him can be seen to be more than a few decades old just by the degree of wear and tear. No matter how bored the people who come to the Stars Club are, they won’t make this thing to make fun of him.
He frowned and stared at the rock singer on the poster who was almost exactly the same as him, but with a completely different demeanor and temperament. After a few seconds, he said:
"This silver hand. What does he do with you?"
"It's a madman!"
Judy snorted, chewing gum, folded her arms and said:
“The Arasaka Tower was blown up, and tens of thousands of people died. Although some people said that he was a hero who resisted the hegemony of the company, in my opinion, he is an unreasonable psychopath.”
"Yeah?"
Wick was expressionless.
But I am more interested in myself in another world.
He wanted to ask more, but the elevator door opened at this moment.
Leading a few employees strode out, Ms. Arasaka Huako, who was quite a strong woman, just walked out, and saw Judy and John Wick beside her at a glance.
At this moment, Ms. Huazi made a gesture of drawing a gun. Although she didn't have a weapon in her hand, her gesture itself represented her resistance and disgust for "Johnny Silverhand".
"You **** bastard! Silverhand."
Ms. Hua Zi, who showed considerable respect in front of Mason, said with disgust on her face for a moment:
"It was your anarchist thoughts that poisoned my brother. He could have been an excellent leader, but you let him die worthless."
"I'm not alas, forget it, you can say whatever you like."
The cold-faced killer Wick wanted to explain, but he finally gave up.
If this kind of thing can't be explained, it's the same as my own evil twin doing bad things and being blamed on me, no matter how unhappy I have to endure it.
Judy waved his fist at Hanako who was icy cold at this moment, and then took Barbara to the computer room she chose, where she wanted to build a new cross-world secret communication network architecture shared by the K team and the afterlife team.
"Hey, Silver Hand, come and help if you have nothing to do."
She said to Wick:
"Although I don't like you either, but being able to make the head of the company dog so angry is also a sigh of relief for those of us at the bottom. Come on, I know you are interested.
I'll tell you the story of Johnny Silverhand. "
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"It's quite lively outside."
Both Mason and Bruce in the office have very keen hearing, and they can hear the arguments outside clearly. This kind of trouble between space-time aliens makes the master a little curious.
He said:
"If everyone has their own space-time heterogeneity in the parallel world, then I or Batman."
"Forget it, Bruce, becoming Batman is the fate of the Wayne family men."
Mason waved his hands and said:
"And I guess you don't want to meet your strange space-time aliens now. You'd better pray that those guys don't come to disrupt the situation when we are doing the Stars Meeting in this world, otherwise it will be very, very troublesome.
What about my people? "
"Ivy is down there with Harley Quinn."
Master said softly:
"As for the two gentlemen Peter Parker and Matt Murdoch who are guests at the Wayne Manor at the moment, I have to say that the conversation with them has given me a better understanding of the parallel world and the truth of the shocking incident.
If it wasn't for the wrong time, I guess I would become friends with them.
Now that this question has been asked, let me ask one more question, how did the 'team members' I sent to you perform? "
"It's very troublesome, very uncooperative, and stubbornly thinks that we are a bunch of bad guys. Even though I saw the doomsday wasteland with my own eyes, I still think I can't be trusted."
Mason sighed and said:
"I don't have that much time to talk with them, so I decided to take them out for a 'walk' after I go back this time, letting them see the facts with their own eyes is much more useful than my earnest persuasion.
And you?
How's the progress on your side? "
"Clark is guarding Dr. Zola."
The master leaned on the sofa, and replied hoarsely with Batman's voice:
"I trust him as much as I trust you, and Barry's addition is a surprise, which means that we finally have a channel of communication that can not be interfered by the stars.
Next I'm going to talk to Diana.
Although your humiliation filled her with resentment towards you, I believe Diana will do the right thing when it comes to matters of right and wrong. "
"I advise you not to underestimate Wonder Woman."
Mason shook his head and said:
"I met Diana Prince's space-time alien before, she almost destroyed a world, you should pay more attention to her psychological problems.
Especially when it comes to dealing with war.
Once she gets into a never-ending battle frenzy, it's not going to be good for us or you. Huh? What's this? "
He watched in surprise as the master took out a pile of stacked golden girdles from the hidden compartment behind his belt. This thing was very luxurious, and it had a sense of sacredness and nobility as sacrificial supplies.
But it's not a finished product.
With Mason's vicious eyes, he can tell at a glance that this is a raw material with divinity.
"Diana's Lasso of Mantra was taken away by you, she needs a new weapon."
The master handed Mason the stack of belts that are said to have come from the Greek goddess Vesta, and said:
"Among all the people I know, you are the only one who can build this kind of weapon. In addition, you have to pay attention to the upgrade of the Justice League's equipment.
It takes a week to produce the blueprint, and the Wayne Group is responsible for the processing. Is there a problem? "
"This is to let me 'beneficiary', but the design blueprint is not a big problem, I will leave some weaknesses that will only be used by us, so as not to cause accidents in the future."
Mason smiled, took the thing and threw it on the table, he said:
"Diana's lasso is in Selena's hand, and she plans to make it into her cat's tail whip, oh, yes, I want to keep Selena here for a long time.
On the one hand presides over our covert operations here.
On the one hand, it can be regarded as stabilizing your heart.
I know that you are also overly protective of her, and having her around you also makes you more determined.
I don't want to tear you apart.
But now that Mrs. Catwoman has a lasso of truth in her hand, you have to be careful when you meet her, so as not to say something that shouldn't be said.
There are always many secrets in your heart. "
This arrangement made the master silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said:
"Although I don't know why Damian took the initiative to get closer to me after he came back this time, I guess this should also have something to do with you. I appreciate your kindness, Mason.
I should go down.
If I don’t show up again, those reporters will write in tomorrow’s newspaper about the evil deal I have with the owner of this bar. They always like to write these things to attract people’s attention. "
"There is no way, people with their own traffic will never want to live in peace."
Mason smiled and sent the master out of the office.
He can be sure that the old man is going to chase the old man. It's not bad that they are father and son, and they have a tacit understanding.
Then he closed the door and reached out to pick up the **** card on the table. According to Flash, this thing was sent to this world with him.
It can be regarded as some kind of identity proof.
But the blood on it had solidified and could not be wiped off. Mason took out the alchemy solution to treat it. After a few minutes, the writing could barely be seen on it.
What came into view was an inscription that made Mason shudder:
"Doomsday Project·X Weapon Project Third Batch No. 0013 Experimental Subject·Third Stage of Experiment·Awakening Process Not Completed".
"grass!"
He cursed in a low voice.
Barry and the master who found this card may not understand the meaning of this line, but Mason, who likes the stories of mutants very much, can see the root cause at a glance.
He fastened the small card in his hand.
Turning the swivel chair and looking at the French windows behind him, he lit another cigarette a few seconds later. Amidst the rising smoke, Mason sighed regretfully.
"I thought I could find the source of the blood of this body by finding the life experience, but now the source of the blood has indeed been found, but there is a high probability that it is just a cannon fodder victim used for experiments.
Maybe a miserable clone
This is worse than the master’s life experience. No wonder our relationship is getting better and better. Is this the legendary sympathy? "
He shook his head, and put the washed card in front of his eyes.
After a few seconds, the information tab pops up:
Test product nameplate
Effect: It is used to distinguish the member information in a large-scale experimental project. It is necessary to find the corresponding database to interpret the specific information of the experimental subject.
Producer: Project Department of Weapon X Project
Item Description: Sad! Now it's useless for you to steal Bruce Wayne's private collection of parents' coupons. Don't cry, poor child, let uncle give you two punches for fun.
hint!
This item is endowed with energy engraving remnants when traveling through the parallel world system. When the inscription branch skill reaches Lv5, the world coordinates contained in it can be reversely interpreted.
"Um?"
Mason's eyes narrowed all of a sudden.
He put out the cigarette **** in the ashtray and got up abruptly.
He doesn't intend to waste time anymore. Now the inscription skill is Lv3+1. If he works harder, he might be able to get his real "hometown coordinates" tonight.
"Hanako, don't let anyone disturb me for the next few hours."
He used the equipment on the table to give instructions to his assistant secretary at the Afterlife Bar, and then took out a large pile of inscription making materials from his luggage to prepare for a big fight.
But just when Mason rolled up his sleeves and put on the protective gloves specially designed for the inscription technique, he suddenly noticed a beam of green streamer flying across the night sky outside the window.
"Green Lantern?"
Mason walked to the window in surprise, and while drawing the curtains, he was puzzled:
"What is this guy doing in Gotham? Is there something in this **** city that appeals to him?"
(end of this chapter)