The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 At 11 o'clock in the morning, Billus Wayne, who had just gotten up, sat on the sofa with his chin in his left hand, and watched the news report about "Batman Murder" blankly.

　　 After a long time, a word came,

"that's not me!"

　　Alfred, who was preparing the table, said without looking back.

　　 "You have said it twice."

　　 paused, glanced at the young man, and when he noticed that the opponent's eyes were at a loss, he decisively picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

　　 "Don't look again, that has nothing to do with you."

　　 Bruce Wayne said seriously,

　　 "Alfred, someone pretended to be me and killed someone, I must find him out."

　　 "Things may not be what you think?"

　　 Bruce was startled and looked at each other suspiciously.

　　 Alfred took out the prepared documents and said helplessly.

　　 "When I was a kid, I often taught you to get up and go to bed early, but unfortunately you forgot all of them. These are the information I asked someone to find from the police station. You can understand it by looking at it."

　　 The document records the incident and its causes and consequences in detail. After reading it, Bruce frowned and said nothing for a long time.

Alfred put the coffee with milk in his hand and smiled, "Two unknown heroes rushed into the razor to help the lair capture the drug lord Adusan, and then they were in the siege of Victor Zavi. Retreat all over."

　　 "Bulletproof armor, missile interception, super lightning..."

　　 Old man chirped and sighed, "Much better than your tank."

　　 Bruce Wayne curled his eyebrows with a helpless expression.

　　 "Alfred, I don't care about this, I want to know the identity of those two?"

"That's impossible. You know the road monitoring equipment in Gotham City better than I am. It is impossible to track vehicles. Moreover, I think your first consideration now is not them, but how to restore your reputation. Once the citizens and the police identify bats Xia is a murderer who likes to use lynching, so things are in trouble."

　　Bruce sipped his coffee, his frowning brows never let go.

He knows very well that behind such a huge public opinion offensive, there must be someone who has contributed to it. It is easy to guess what the purpose of that person is, but guessing does not mean that it can be solved. The matter has developed until now, and almost everyone believes that the black Lamborghini is. The owner of the car is Batman, only Batman has the ability to grab Adusan from his nest, and only he can escape Victor's ambush and retreat.

　　 This is a dead knot!

　　 There was silence for a while, and Bruce said, "What do you think if I use the power of the Wayne Group to publish the real news?"

　　 "Master Wayne, I must remind you that the Wayne Group is the Wayne Group and Batman is Batman. The two must not be linked together."

　　 Bruce spread his hand, "Then what do you say, you can't find a newspaper office."

　　 Alfred gave him a deep look.

　　 "Actually, you always have ideas, but you dare not do it."

　　 When someone sees through, Bruston gets embarrassed and takes a sip of coffee.

　　 "ShowMe is indeed a good choice, just the remarks above..."

　　 Alfred sighed, "Sometimes I wonder if you are a young man. You are only twenty-six this year, but you live like an old antique."

　　 Bruce explained awkwardly,

　　 "You know [Bat Fans] on ShowMe, they are...very fanatical, eager to discuss and imitate Batman's behavior...I am worried that they will be used by some people?"

　　 "Master Wayne, your worries are unnecessary. If you feel wrong, let me come."

"you?"

　　 Bruce has scrutiny and doubt in his eyes. If I remember correctly, Alfred is sixty this year.

　　 Alfred put the food on the table and said indifferently,

　　 "Are you thinking about a sixty-year-old man who doesn't drink tea to keep in good health, but he goes to the Internet and looks very naive to young people to spray."

　　 "I definitely didn't mean that."

　　 Bruce said with a serious expression, even though he thought so in his heart, he would not admit it to death.

　　 Alfred gave him a sharp look, and his tone became more plain.

　　 "This is the case, and the daily management of the account is left to me."

"…Ok!"

　　Bruce shrugged, "Hope for a good result."

　　……

　　 The first Sunday in August, the weather is fine.

　　 Today is a memorable day, because at half past one in the afternoon, a user named Batman appeared on the ShowMe official website.

　　 is not Batman001, nor Batman002, it is a real Batman (Batman), six letters no more, no less.

　　 In order to prevent possible infringement problems in the future, Luke marked Batman, Superman, Wonderwoman and other words in the database while opening the hero column.

　　ShowMe uses a real-name system, not only for ordinary users, but also for superheroes. If you want to have Batman's screen name, you must prove that you are Batman.

Most of the Bat fans and Superman fans agree with Luke’s approach. Superheroes are also humans. Whoever stipulates that they do not go online or chat, even if they do not come now, they may join the ShowMe family in the future. These unique accounts should be given They keep it.

　　 But they never dreamed that ~www.ltnovel.com~ On the first Sunday in August, Batman really appeared.

　　 B, A, T, M, A, N!

　　 There is nothing wrong, it is him!

　　 After receiving the news, users related to ShowMe quickly called to confirm the authenticity of the matter, while the others clicked into Batman's private space with tension and curiosity.

　　There are many things in the space. Pictures, text, short videos, etc. are all new resources that are not available on the Internet. It records Batman's past trips in detail and gives corresponding evidence. These things are sufficient to prove that the account owner is Batman.

　　 After reading it, everyone was shocked. After shock, it was ecstasy.

　　 Especially those bat fans who were crazy dissed because of the "homicide incident", seem to have found the backbone and instantly become elevated.

　　 They poured into Batman’s private space, some greeted them, some sent blessings, and more people wanted Batman to explain the events of last night.

　　 Alfred didn't make a fool of himself, and exposed strong evidence that Batman was not present.

　　 It turned out that at the time of the incident, Bruce Wayne had just solved the underground drug processing factory hidden in the Eastern District and sent several leaders to the North District Police Station. Factory workers and police officers on duty can testify.

　　 As soon as this message was posted, public opinion boiled instantly.

The current ShowMe is no longer the original small platform with only a few thousand users. Its total number of users exceeds 5 million, with a daily active number of about 4.5 million. When millions of young people speak at the same time, the world Head down.

　　 All major public opinion platforms have forwarded Batman's statement.

　　 ShowMe's popularity is increasing, and it climbs to the top 30 in the search list in the blink of an eye.