《Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics》Chapter 38: Bruce Wayne
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The celebrities who received the invitation arrived one after another.
One by one, luxury cars drove into the parking lot.
Hundreds of reporters gathered at the entrance taking pictures of big personalities.
Even some celebrities from outside Gotham have decided to join tonight’s banquet.
”Oh my God, it’s Ms. Hansen, I didn’t expect her to attend this party too.”
”Look, isn’t that the Smiths? Even they are here!”
The reporters expressed their wonder every now and then, tracing every detail with their eyes.
At this time, a cool sports car, that was unmatched, stopped at the entrance, and a middle-aged man with a cane got out of it.
As soon as they saw this man, the reporters in the room instantly fell silent.
”Is that … Bruce Wayne?”
Bruce has not been out of Wayne Manor for many years and was no longer familiar with the changes in Gotham.
The reaction of the reporters has become all of a sudden so cold. Bearing in mind that, in the past, as long as he was on sight, these reporters will act like sharks who have just smelt blood in the waters.
But now, each one of them was mute, they haven’t even attempted to take any pictures.
Fortunately, Wayne had a strong heart. He ignored the coldness around him and walked straight into the State Guest House.
”We didn’t see wrong, did we?”
Only then did someone come back to his senses and asked uncertainly.
”Yes, this is Bruce Wayne.”
”He’s back!”
”Oh my God, I thought he had passed away …”
It turned out that it wasn’t that people had forgotten about Bruce, it was just that he had disappeared for too long.
Reporters were so shocked that they missed such a good opportunity: Bruce Wayne’s comeback is big news that can shake Gotham!
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It made Queen Elizabeth’s presence trivial!
After all, the Queen will leave after a few days’ visit here, while Wayne is closely related to the city.
”I really didn’t expect that Mr. Wayne would get out to breathe the same air we do one day.”
Not long after Bruce entered, he heard someone calling his name.
He turned to look back and it was a charming young woman.
”Miss Tate, I didn’t expect to run into you here either.”
Bruce seemed to have changed back to the original playboy he was overnight, with a confident and charming smile on his face.
Miranda approached Bruce, her gaze shining and her whole body exuding a sensual charm.
”Mr. Wayne, now that we met, it is the right time to take this opportunity to talk about the new energy plan …”
”This is not the occasion to talk about business, Miss Tate.”
Bruce interrupted Miranda’s words.
”Sorry; that was a slip of my tongue, I was just too anxious that I mentioned that plan.”
Miranda instantly remembered the purpose of this party.
”Then, I’d rather not bother, Mr. Wayne.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Miranda went deeper into the venue on her own, giving up on continuing a deep conversation with Bruce.
”Bruce?”
At this time, Gordon, who was closely watching every move at the State Guest House, also spotted Bruce’s figure and walked over curiously.
”Commissioner Gordon, it’s been a long time.”
Seeing an old acquaintance, Bruce also was very happy.
Back then, if Jim Gordon hadn’t been in charge of his parents’ case, Bruce wouldn’t have taken the path he did.
”Oh! You’re Bruce Wayne, one of the world’s top super-rich!”
Starling and the others also came over.
Wayne’s fame was so big that it was far from being limited to this small Gotham, he was an internationally known figure.
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It can be said that Bruce is the second richest person in the world at the moment, with the first being Tony Stark.
He did not care about the business for eight years, so the revenue of Wayne Enterprises is not as much as before. It would be indeed difficult to catch up with Stark Industries.
But also, he was far richer than the big companies such as Huiruan, Pingguo, and even Osborne.
Bruce showed his ability to be a good sport, talking and laughing with Starling and others, not putting the rich man personality upfront made the crowd feel better about him.
But in reality, Bruce’s real inner thoughts were –
«Clarice Starling, 31 years old, FBI field supervisory agent, tracing the serial killer Hannibal Lecter for ten years, she is suspected of having emotional involvement with Hannibal. Her father is a police officer that died while doing his duties… The rough experience honed her heart, she has ambition and patience and action, but her weaknesses are equally obvious.»
«Bob He, 37 years old, CIA elite agent, proficient in more than ten kinds of fighting techniques, often prepared with a variety of small volume weapons on his body. The best weapon he uses is that belt. His bodily abilities have also begun to decline from their peak, but his body is well-maintained…»
«Johny English, 42 years old, MI7 veteran agent, often solves incidents in an incomprehensible way and has repeatedly turned the tide in a defeated situation… This person, I can’t see through him for the time being, so I need to pay more attention.»
«Tucker, 22 years old, Johny’s assistant agent, keen observation and average fighting ability in general, he is a bit reckless.»
Quietly analysing everyone in his mind, Bruce had already figured out many ways to counterattack them if they ever dare to cause him problems.
He had nothing against these guys, it was just a habit.
More importantly, Bruce thinks that Phantom Kid will definitely come to this party.
Of course, this is not some unreasonable speculation. Through Kid’s two crimes, Bruce has ten thousand reasons to believe that he will do sufficient preparation before his action takes place.
Where will the queen go in Gotham these days, what will she do, will the ruby leave her neck, and how will GCPD arrange the manpower?
This is the key information to decide whether one can get it or not.
And at a mixed party, blending in is the easiest thing to do, Bruce does not believe that Phantom Kid will give up this opportunity.
Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that Phantom Kid is one of the people in front of him.
Meanwhile, Barbara dragged Mathison to the door.
”Who are they?”
”I don’t know, they look so young!”
”Are they also invited celebrities?”
”When did Gotham have such a young and successful couple? Are they a couple? It doesn’t look like it!”
”It can’t be that they are trying to blend in, right? This is a State Guest House, trespassing is illegal!”
As soon as they saw the two, the reporters coiled at the door began to whisper, their eyes oddly analysing the two Mathison.
The two of them were sweating, Barbara could not hear the reporters, but Mathison did hear them clearly.
Could they both really get in?
I hope the headlines tomorrow morning will not be “Young man and woman trespass at the State Guest House, messing up the Queen’s banquet” or something like that…
”Do you have an invitation, please?”
The concierge at the door stopped the two, as Barbara tugged on Mathison’s hand to go inside, and asked.
”We are…”
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