The dimly lit space has no light, and even the windows are pitch black. Only the bright moon hanging in the air is the only light source in the dark night.

The bishop sat up his legs and sat in front of a square table, knocking the table with his knuckles in a specific rhythm, humming a relaxed tune from his nose. He placed a collection of poems on his raised thighs, and the darkness obviously could not stop his reading gaze. He shook his head and looked quite enjoyable.

Suddenly, he spoke as if he was talking to himself: "Ha, you're back? I guess you've found the clue?"

"Are you looking forward to your accomplices?"

The bishop showed a look of surprise. He closed the book, turned around from the rotating chair, and unexpectedly looked at Eric who suddenly appeared in the middle of the dark room.

"I have to admit that you really surprised me this time." The bishop said, "How did you find me?"

Eric said lightly: "If you are really observing me as you said, then you should know that I have been learning to evolve. Your weird space shuttle ability has been used in front of me more than once or twice. Although I cannot copy this energy, my armor has recorded its characteristics. I just borrowed the Justice League satellite to scan and compare the surface of the earth, and unfortunately I discovered that a completely consistent energy signal appeared here not long ago."

After hearing this, the bishop was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "It's interesting. It's really worth commendation to be able to do this. Thank you for your hard work."

"I'll be spared the empty compliment. I'm here to find an answer." Eric said, setting up a fighting stance and saying, "Or, if you want to do another round, then we might as well omit the nonsense and start soon."

"This proposal sounds pretty good, too." The bishop said with a smile, "I'm waiting."

Eric's brows tightened, his footsteps slipped back a little, and his body arched slightly, like a cheetah ready to go. Although the bishop was holding his hands under the cloak and stood calmly, he did not realize a confident and powerful aura. Before the two had fought, an invisible spark had already emerged from the air, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger in the dark.

But this time, the two did not fight after all. A low but unquestionable voice sounded from the darkness: "Enough."

As soon as he heard this syllable, the bishop calmed his breath, shrugged his shoulders boredly, and said, "Okay, okay, you have the final say."

Eric turned his head and was shocked when he saw the Winged Knight slowly walking out of the darkness: "You...are you..."

"If it were any other situations, I wouldn't mind you beating this guy up." Winged Knight Roy glanced at the bishop and said coldly, "But we have a common problem that needs to be solved right now."

"Okay, then let's go back to my first question." Eric raised his eyebrows and said, "What exactly are we facing? What happened in the Wayne Group?"

"It's not just the Wayne Group," Roy said. "I arrived in this world about a day ago. During this day, I did a lot of homework and conducted my own investigation. Now, I'm about 80% sure that we are facing a crisis on this planet. And I'm even more 50% sure that the enemy may be an old acquaintance of mine."

"I told you a long time ago." The bishop interrupted.

"It's better to be more detailed." Eric said with his hands on his chest, "This hasn't helped me understand much of the current situation."

Roy organized the language and said, "First of all, when the bishop found me, he told me that he had discovered a lot of resources from underground forces, and the circulation of goods had undergone very strange changes. Although I don't trust this guy very much, as far as experience is concerned, this guy is indeed sensitive in this aspect, and generally has a relatively accurate sense of smell."

"That's right? I thought I finally won at least a little of your trust." The bishop said with a smile.

"It will never happen." Roy gave him a blank look and continued, "So after I arrived in this world, I first tried to start the investigation in this direction. Then I found that no matter the big forces in black and white, including Wayne Enterprises and Stark Industry, there are more or less unknown directions or vague descriptions of goods circulation. I placed a list and order of products out of stock this month from Stark Group. After comparison, I found that the data was incompatible with the data. Simply put, some of the products were mixed in the out of stock, but disappeared during the transaction process."

"So someone stole Stark Technology's products?"

"Stark, Wayne, Osborne and many other products from cutting-edge technology companies," Roy said. "Although there is no verification, dark organizations like Aim that have cutting-edge technologies should not be spared."

"After I left now, those guys were busy fighting each other, and the resources were being mobilized frequently. It was a perfect opportunity to walk through them." The bishop interrupted, his tone still showing a little smugness.

"I went to Wayne to meet Bruce Wayne himself," Eric said. "He looked... very strange. I found a large number of virus-sized neural biological machines on his desk. I thought that a large number of such robots had invaded his nervous system and turned him into a puppet. I tried to track him, but failed."

"Wayne, I noticed it too." said the bishop, "It's a pity that I let him go."

Indeed, Eric encountered the bishop in a stronghold on Batman Naihe Island. I think that at that time, he was tracking the traces of the **-controlled Bruce Wayne, just like his own purpose.

"That's the clue is broken." The bishop said, paused, glanced at Roy, and smiled, "I guess you won't let us down, right, Detective?"

Roy continued with a blank expression on his face: "There is indeed a cutting-edge. Although the identity of the guy who stole the products of major companies was not confirmed, based on the in-depth investigation, I found that he should have used three international smuggling groups to help him transport it. Earlier, I went to 'visit' the senior executives of these three groups and roughly knew where the stolen products were going."

He said, and after operating the wrist of the combat suit gloves, a light blue screen popped up. A huge map was displayed, with red dots marked with marked red dots, and blue and red arrows and lines were marked with blue and red arrows and lines.

"This is my homemade path flow chart. The markings of each point are known technology companies. The red arrows represent inflows, and the blue ones represent outflows," Roy said, "Look at what you found."

Eric stared at the map for a while and couldn't help but frown: "The products that flowed out of major companies seem to have been dispersed... Wait, don't tell me if this 'lex' refers to the Lex Group?"

"Not bad." Roy nodded and said lightly, "It is the branch of the Lakes Group around the world."
Chapter completed!