People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 139 139. None of My Business
Smelling the smell of leaves in the room, Zhang San opened the window for her.

Maybe it was because she had stayed in the house for too long and hadn't seen the sun, so Elena immediately blocked it with her hands when the light came in.

"This is Agent Frank. He wants to ask you something."

After introducing the middle-aged man who came in with her, Officer Zhang pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Ms. Elena, you should also know why I came here, so can you tell me where the wallet is?"

Agent Frank, with a small notebook in his hand, sighed at the emaciated lady in front of him, who had become like this in just a few weeks.
Elena, who walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, shook hands nervously and said, "I lost it. Before I came to Evergreen, I left it on the side of the road."

"Ma'am, you're not trying to deceive an agent who has been with the FBI for many years, are you?"

Frank saw she was lying.

If it was true that she lost her wallet before arriving in the town of Evergreen as she said, why was she so nervous?
She looked at Police Officer Zhang who was sitting by the window. Zhang San said helplessly, "You can say what you know. Agent Frank is not a bad guy."

It's impossible for the green blood on the top of this guy's head to suddenly turn red after getting the information, right?

Unless he can also fool the scanning sunglasses.

After hesitating for a while, Elena got up and walked into the toilet, reaching for the ceiling and taking out a black bag placed on it.

After taking the things in her hand, Frank opened the black wallet in the bag in front of Zhang San.

There was no cash in the wallet, just some credit cards and a business card.

Seeing these things, Frank was very satisfied and put the wallet in the inner pocket of his jacket and said to the lady in front of him:
"As long as you don't go back to Star City, you'll be fine. We will help you cover your tracks."

Before leaving, Zhang San stood at the door and kindly reminded Elena who was relieved in front of him: "You'd better quit your stuff and find a job. I heard that the office building that Wayne Group is building needs some clerk."

"Well, thank you, Officer Zhang."

I don't know if it was intentional, but when Elena stretched out her hand to hold him, she scratched Zhang San's back a few times.
The police car parked in front of the motel slowly left. The woman who stood at the door and watched it disappear from sight reluctantly turned around and returned to the house.

"I thought there was an archery Robin Hood in Star City who wouldn't cause trouble, but I didn't expect someone to come to our town to cause trouble."

In the car, Zhang San chatted with the people next to him about Xingcheng.

Elena, who was almost kidnapped, came from Star City, and the wallet she took belonged to a gang boss in Star City.

"There's only one Arrow, but there are many criminals."

"I heard that his arrows have many functions, and he also has boxing gloves. Is it true?"

Frank, who was looking at the scenery outside the window, turned his head and smiled and said to Zhang San when he heard this, "It's true, I have a collection at home, and the quality is quite good."

Back at the police station, Detective Frank thanked Chief Daniel for the help provided by the Lower Avergreen Police Department, and then he got into the car and left the town alone.

Zhang San, who stayed in the chief's office, stretched out his hand to the good chief in front of him: "Where's my bonus?"

"What bonus? I haven't calculated the consumption bills of the central city with you last time, why don't we do the calculations today?"

Seeing Zhang San turn around and leave, Director Daniel shook his head and continued his work.

Inside Wayne Manor.
A fighter plane parked in the yard.

On the lower floor of the lobby, there is a person who is spitting wildly at a certain rich gentleman:

"I lost a whole set of N-Metal gear! Why didn't you tell Kent that the damn keyboard guy has the magic to undress?!"

"I thought Dr. Fate could predict what might happen to you."

Bruce, who was standing opposite Carter, had a helpless expression on his face. What did he say about getting his clothes off by the keyboard?
Should it be advertised loudly?

"I can't predict the future related to it. Is this fighter affected by its magic?" Kent, who walked up to a Lego toy fighter, turned back and asked Bruce.

"It cost me 25 billion, and it doesn't know anything about its own magical creations."

Bruce, who took the opportunity to escape, came to Kent, and he pressed the repainted bat icon to open the hatch.

The raised ground that was originally the same as Lego toys has been adjusted to a flat ground after the steel frame is adjusted, as are the extra things on the seat.

He raised the floor and seats so that sitting and walking wouldn't feel weird.

"Very strange magic"

Kent carefully inspected the internal structure of the Lego fighter, but found no clues.

"These building blocks are stronger than any known material and appear to be indestructible."

"There is still this material? Let me see."

Carter came over with a mace in his hand. He wanted to help Bruce try the strength of this fighter, and express his anger at being cheated by a whole set of equipment.

Since it was created by the keyboard man using magic, the N-metal weapon that suppresses magic can definitely knock a hole out of it!

The other two stood aside, and Carter clenched the mace and hit the bat fighter hard.

Bang!slam
The hole was knocked out, but the Lego brick he hit was not damaged.

Picking up a piece of rectangular building blocks that fell on the ground, Carter looked at it and put it on the ground again, then swung the mace and smashed it.

Bang!
Not to mention shattered, the bricks with still smooth surfaces seemed to be mocking him for not being strong enough.

Hey!
Men also have tempers. A ball of yellow light appeared on the mace. He didn't believe that this magical creation could withstand this!
Bang! ! !
Except that the sound was louder than the previous two times, the blocks remained unchanged.

"Only 25 billion?" Kent, who saw this scene in his eyes, asked Bruce.

A magical creation of this strength shouldn't be so cheap.

But when he saw how this toy fighter was made, Kent felt that the price was a bit high, it should be said to be very high.

The keyboard guy in the video is holding a Lego toy spaceship in his hand, which is its spell-casting material, and the cost is terribly low.

The process of casting spells is completely incomprehensible to magic experts.

The keyboard guy stands next to the Bat-fighter with a LEGO spaceship, and then the Bat-fighter disappears, and a cloud of smoke appears in its hand.
Looking at its black hemp arm swinging like it was rubbing the smoke, a Lego version of the Bat Fighter appeared out of thin air half a minute later.

"I suggest you ask Bat-Mite. He might know what magic this is."

(End of this chapter)