Chapter 1893

The bus carrying the duelists drove slowly in the morning light onto a highway projecting mottled tree shadows. On both sides of the highway were tall cold-forest plants, revealing a cold chill in the morning breeze.

The yellow bus drove into the thick fog. The damp morning fog became thicker and thicker, drilling into the bus through the gaps in the windows. And when the inside of the bus was also filled with thick fog, several people realized in a daze that the furnishings in the car had changed.

What drove into the fog was a bus car most common in the American countryside, and what drove out of the fog was a stretched luxury car. Several people also changed from the posture of sitting facing forward to sitting facing each other on the sofa in the stretched car.

No one moved because they saw the living driver sitting in the driver's seat.

"There are food and drinks in the refrigerator next to the sofa. Please enjoy, guests. Please be sure to adjust your state. The Nehlite family is waiting for you."

The two Batmen's expressions were very consistent—both narrowed their eyes slightly, and the corners of their mouths turned down. Clearly, many guesses about the current situation had flashed through their minds.

But they didn't speak to communicate, because this luxury stretched car's driver's seat didn't have a soundproof cabin. When the specific situation wasn't clear, it was best not to expose their identity as outsiders.

From the driver's short sentence, the information that could be heard was very limited. They only knew that they seemed to be guests of a family called Nehlite, and they were currently on their way to the family manor. Then it seemed that the game location this time should be a noble manor.

The two Batmen happened to sit opposite each other, so they exchanged glances. The amount of information exchanged in just a few seconds of eye contact was extremely huge.

They indeed had the right to speak about this kind of situation because they themselves were super-rich tycoons and knew everything about nobles, rich people, and the like.

Bale-man began to grope on his body, and sure enough, he found an invitation in the pocket on the side of his bat suit leg.

Seeing Natasha also reached into her pants pocket and felt around. Actually, she had discovered it long ago. The injuries on her body healed the moment she boarded the bus. It seemed that it was indeed as the organizer's rules said: as long as you survive until dawn and board the bus, it counts as a victory for the day's game; it doesn't have to be a non-injured clearance.

She also found an invitation that had been pressed somewhat wrinkled, but the style of this invitation was very strange. It wasn't one that the American upper class would use, and the color was pure black, with only a line of silver-traced flower-style English "Seeing Natasha Romanoff, please open" written in the very center.

Seeing Natasha immediately looked at Batman. The meaning in her eyes was that this must have been stuffed in by the organizer, because the name she registered with at the beginning of the game was this.

But actually, Seeing Natasha's legal name wasn't Seeing Natasha Romanoff. Her legal name used to be Natalia Alianovna Romanova. The reason she was surnamed Romanoff was because the surname of the father who taught her spy skills was Romanoff. To distinguish whose foster daughter she was, everyone called her Romanoff.

But later Seeing Natasha got married. She followed the organization's arrangement and married a former Soviet pilot named Alexei Shostakov. So Russian women need to change to their husband's surname when they get married, so her legal name later should have been Natalia Shostakov.

S. H. I. E. L. D. had paid attention to the Black Widow's movements early on, and the name they gave her was Natalia Shostakov. Seeing Natasha didn't change it after joining S. H. I. E. L. D., so her legal name in the United States was also this.

Invitations in the American upper class usually use full names, some omit middle names, but they also use big names. And the names of many superheroes we are familiar with are actually nicknames.

For example, Daredevil Matt, his big name is Matthew; Dick's big name is Richard; Tony's big name is Anthony.

But any family with a little bit of rules wouldn't write someone's nickname on an invitation for a formal occasion. This could even be said to be a disrespectful practice. Even many people who are relatively familiar with each other must call each other by their big names when meeting on serious occasions.

Then if this so-called Nehlite family is a European and American wealthy family, they wouldn't make such a mistake. Then the only possibility is that they were stuffed in by the organizer, so the organizer used the names they provided when registering directly.

The four of them thought of this point almost at the same time, so they relaxed slightly. It seemed that this game didn't require playing anyone, and the organizer would give them a reasonable identity.

Sure enough, the car stopped slowly. Several people who walked out of the car saw that there was a huge Gothic manor behind layers of dense forest. Its size, luxury, and construction era should be comparable to Wei En Manor.

Several people walked toward the fork in the road and found that there was a sign at the forefront, writing the name of the Nehlite family, which showed that the forest land around here was all the family's property.

Walking forward two steps, the butler and a group of servants walked up to meet them. The old butler who was leading shook hands with Batman, who was leading, and said, "You've finally arrived. God bless, the Nehlite family expresses a heartfelt welcome to you. Come with me quickly."

The old butler turned around while leading several people toward the manor and said, "Just as I said in the call, the situation of the young master and young ladies is getting worse and worse. The madam is almost driven crazy, but it's understandable."

"The master came back once a few days ago, but left in a hurry because of business. Mr. Proxi is making more and more of a scene, and the madam is really unable to take care of everything. If there is any discourtesy later, you must not mind."

"Oh, by the way, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that Dr. Rodriguez is an old acquaintance of the famous Wei En brothers. How does that saying go? Excellent people always have a chance to get together."

Before Batman could even ask, the old butler poured out all the settings.

It seems that this family called Nehlite has encountered some troublesome things recently. What is certain is that this family is currently inherited by a couple, that is, the master and madam in the butler's mouth. At the same time, they have at least one son and one daughter, and there is also a Mr. Proxi who doesn't know where he came from and is staying here.

And Batman's setting seems to be a pair of businessman brothers whose business is very big. Schiller is still a doctor. Seeing Natasha's profession wasn't said, but judging from the butler's subtle attitude, she is probably still law enforcement personnel with an official background.

It is very likely that the butler called them separately before, hoping they could solve the trouble, but revealed in his words who else he had invited, and found that they knew each other, so he sent a car to pick them up together.

Now there are two biggest doubts. First, of course, what kind of trouble the Nehlite family has encountered that requires inviting business partners and doctors, and even letting law enforcement personnel enter their home, and not in the capacity of official business.

This last point is especially important. As a super-rich tycoon, Batman is clear about some taboos in the upper class. Generally speaking, no family will welcome law enforcement personnel into their home.

It's not to say that they really have anything to fear from being investigated. Most families live in places where there won't be any clues. It's just that they will think that law enforcement personnel should be maintaining their interests, rather than investigating them in reverse. Simply put, they just want the dogs they raise to bite people, not to bite their masters in reverse.

And the fact that law enforcement is carried out without disclosing their identity is even more interesting. This very likely shows that the contradictions between family factions have reached an irreconcilable point.

One side wants to die together, letting law enforcement personnel make the criminal evidence of other factions public, but doesn't want the net to be completely broken, only treating this as the final bargaining chip.

Only at this time will they allow law enforcement personnel to secretly enter the mansion in an undisclosed capacity, appearing at the final moment of the negotiation to form a threat to others.

So which faction do they each belong to?

It's not hard to see that in this house, the relationship between Mr. Nehlite and Mrs. Nehlite is probably not harmonious. Otherwise, Mr. Nehlite wouldn't refuse to return home when his children encountered trouble, and that strange Mr. Proxi also forms a faction of his own. There must be very complex interpersonal relationships in this.

And the second, and most important, who is the serial killer?

After the first game on the first day, several people understood that the serial killer's ability wasn't limited to being strong and powerful. It was very likely that there were also some abilities similar to magic. Then the range of choices was very wide. It was possible that even the landscape trees on the side of the road could pull out their legs and become tree-demon serial killers.

On the way to the manor, Batman was always vigilant about possible accidents, while Schiller was already chatting with the old butler.

"To tell you the truth, I was also shocked to hear what you said. No matter what others are like, children are always innocent, and I came here precisely for this."

"You can tell the madam that the situation is urgent and there is no need to be too formal. We can start working immediately."

"Really? That's really thanks. The madam was actually hesitating, worrying that inviting everyone to the Nehlite family so formally but not holding a welcome banquet to wash away the dust would be a bit too discourteous."

"Oh, don't think so. We aren't such rigid people. Everything is based on work efficiency. However..."

Schiller deliberately dragged out a long sound. The old butler immediately looked at him and said, "If you have any requirements, you must tell me. The Nehlite family is very grateful to everyone for sending charcoal in the snow and extending a helping hand. You don't have to be stingy..."

"Oh, it's really a bit of trouble. However, I'm afraid the welcome banquet is still necessary. You have also seen that we all rushed over from our respective work posts, and our clothes and luggage weren't brought. Image isn't a problem for us, but I'm worried about producing bad guidance for the children..."

"So that's what it is." The old butler smiled and said, "Don't worry. Suitable clothes have already been prepared. Besides, after the master took over the family, many things aren't so rigid anymore. Yesterday, the young master and young ladies even played with the gardener's lawnmower."

Between the conversations, they moved to the entrance of the main hall of the manor. Two servants pushed open the big door, but the scene in the main hall made several people stunned.

In the extremely gorgeous Gothic main hall, many people were standing at this time. How to describe the dress and temperament of these people? It can only be said that Batman wearing a bat suit standing inside is indistinguishable from the crowd, and Schiller and Seeing Natasha, who are dressed normally, are simply aliens.

The two Batmen stared at them for no more than three seconds before confirming—this is a room full of charlatans.