Chapter 2088: Ultimate New World (Part 4)

It was a great pity that at this very moment, Bruce Wei En could only rely on the blurry light to see that it was a string of Arabic numerals, but he couldn't see the content of the numbers at all with Batman's professional night vision equipment or eyes like nocturnal animals.

Moreover, there were about 20 test tubes in the box, and the serial number of each test tube should be 10 digits. Bruce Wei En couldn't memorize 200 disordered numbers in such a short time.

It sounded ridiculous, but in reality, the vast majority of ordinary people couldn't do it, and this Batman, who was also an ordinary person, couldn't either.

In fact, even if he memorized it, it would be useless. Observation and memory complement each other. The significance of an ordinary Batman remembering this string of numbers lies in the fact that they can see the differences in each test tube of medicine through amazing observation, and then find the laws through the different serial numbers and the different forms of the medicine, guessing the process of manufacturing the medicine and the purpose of the experiment.

But this Bruce Wei En, he couldn't see any difference in these medicines in the box at all, and he also had no knowledge reserve of chemistry and toxicology. His understanding of chemical experiments stayed in the middle school laboratory, and anything more high-end was his blind spot of knowledge.

So he was just like an ordinary person. After seeing someone get a large pile of reagents, he could only think about whether someone wanted to poison the water. Other information couldn't be obtained.

As for the clothing and appearance of the poisoners, it could only be said that the vast majority of villains with brains wouldn't let the poisoners who came to the scene wear any laboratory uniforms or clothes with obvious signs, and this Bruce didn't have the ability to determine which laboratory they were from through the details of their appearance.

So, as things stood, order food first.

Bruce left.

His previous plan failed completely because the group of strangers who appeared on the construction site had an extremely perfect security system, and four or five of them carried guns. Going up was looking for death.

Hiding and watching couldn't get more information, and he couldn't beat them if he went up. If he didn't leave, what else could he do?

In the process of sneaking away, Bruce did think about the methods ordinary people could think of, such as finding a camera to film this scene, but he also encountered the difficulties ordinary people would encounter, that is, where to get a camera.

Buying a new one was definitely unaffordable, and saving money to buy the cheapest second-hand one would work, but the security check process of this construction site was stricter than ordinary construction sites, and he couldn't bring it in even if he bought it.

Micro-cameras were even more out of the question. This thing had no channels, and he couldn't buy it even with money.

Besides, who could he give the photos to? If this project was set up for poisoning, it meant that the government and the police had long been in cahoots with the mastermind behind the scenes. Going to report would only lead to an unclear death.

But why was this the "weakest" Batman? One of the characteristics of being weak was that there was no suspicious psychology of Batman at all. He had to find an answer on the day of the problem. He was just like an ordinary person. If he couldn't figure it out, he would think about it slowly. If it really didn't work, forget it.

The departing Bruce didn't return to the apartment he rented immediately, but went to a cheap supermarket to purchase some daily necessities that could be used, as well as boxes for moving, and some fast food.

When he returned to the apartment carrying two full large handbags, Aisha seemed to have just woken up, rubbed her eyes, and sat on the sofa.

Bruce turned on the light, put the handbags on the island in the kitchen, and started organizing, saying while organizing: "Although fast food is also very good, the calories are too high. It's not good for the body if children eat too much. I think we can cook it ourselves."

He took out a box of eggs, a pack of vacuum-packed bacon, two bags of sliced bread, vegetables like lettuce, lettuce, and tomatoes, etc., from the plastic bag, as well as some fresh chicken and burger meat.

Aisha had already run over and sat opposite the island, stretching her neck to watch Bruce cook.

Usually, a rich white sandwich should be made like this: first put the bread slices into the toaster to heat, while frying bacon and eggs. After frying, put them on a plate, take out the toasted bread, and after putting the bread, bacon, lettuce, and tomato slices all well, put the eggs. If it's not enough to eat, you can stack another layer, or put some sauce.

This was simply the simplest way to cook food, but Aisha still watched Bruce ruin all the materials, only cooking without food.

The bacon Bruce bought wasn't frozen bacon, and it was cut very thin, but he felt that meat should be fried for a while longer, so when frying bacon and eggs at the same time, he chose to put bacon first and then eggs, and for fear of not being cooked, he used high heat.

Then the problem came. He couldn't crack eggs. He failed twice. The bacon had already been fried for half a minute, the eggs hadn't been put into the pot, and by the time the eggs were put into the pot, one side of the bacon was already burnt.

Finding the heat of the bacon was too much, he went to find a plate again. In the process of finding the plate, the other side of the bacon and the eggs were burnt together.

Finally, what fell on the plate was bacon with one side burnt slightly and one side burnt heavily, and eggs that were cooked, but the bottom had completely turned black.

The toaster was an automatic setting for heating, and the program would definitely not go wrong, but Bruce didn't wear gloves when taking the plate to pick up the bread, and was scalded by the edge of the toaster, and two blisters immediately appeared on his hand.

His hand hurt when cutting tomatoes, and the soft tomatoes were particularly difficult to cut, leading to what couldn't be called tomato slices, but more like tomato corners. Lettuce didn't need much processing, but after washing, he didn't know how to drain the water, so he could only put it on the plate wet.

Aisha looked at the meal served in front of her and really wanted to say, why don't we go eat fast food.

But obviously, the money in Bruce's pocket after buying these raw materials couldn't support them eating out, so Aisha reluctantly ate two slices of bread and indicated that she was full.

Bruce obviously also realized that the food he made was even more unhealthy for the child's body, so he had to pat Aisha's head and said: "I really haven't cooked, because Alfred clearly stated that he didn't want to lose his job."

Aisha's expression stiffened for a moment. She thought in her heart, Grandpa Alfred is still so good at comforting people. If this craftsmanship could make the old butler lose his job, what kind of days would the Bat family live normally?

I really want to eat the roast turkey made by Alfred, Aisha swallowed, and started reporting the names of dishes in her brain.

But some things beyond Aisha's expectation were that Bruce still ate all the failed dishes. It was possible that manual labor made him very hungry, or it was possible that he didn't want to waste food. Although it was very painful to eat, he ate them all clean.

What a different Batman, Aisha sighed in her heart.

After eating, Bruce said while washing the dishes: "I think this job now won't work. One is that the income is too low, the other is that it's unstable, and there is a certain danger."

Aisha, who was watching TV on the sofa, turned to look at him. Bruce said to himself: "Replacing water pipes in a large area in the city center is suspicious in itself, and the people holding test tubes who appeared today are even more suspicious."

"Who?" Aisha asked.

Bruce's hand paused and said: "I don't know who they are, but they definitely aren't workers."

"I mean... what do they look like?"

"Um, there were four or five outsiders, not very strong, very thin, and their skin was very white."

"Hair? Skin details? Fingers?" Aisha said.

"I can't see clearly." Bruce shrugged and said: "At that time, it was almost dark, and the place where they stood happened to have the light of the sunset, so I couldn't see the color of their hair, let alone their fingers."

"Closer?"

"Definitely would be discovered, they aren't stupid." Bruce put the washed dishes aside and said: "There was only one cover in that place, and I would be discovered the moment I walked out."

"Change direction?"

"Workers were standing on the other side, blocking them tightly, so I couldn't see clearly."

Aisha covered her eyes and said: "Throw something to lure them away, steal one back."

Bruce opened his eyes slightly, turned to look at Aisha, and after a while, sighed: "You are really your daddy's good daughter. If I get caught, I'll be beaten to death."

"Won't be caught."

"Definitely will." Bruce finished washing all the dishes and sent them into the dryer, then said: "I can't lure everyone away. They must leave a gun there. In that case, I will be shot no matter which direction I go from. If there is a gun, it's better not to deal with them."

Aisha sighed for a long time, then asked: "License plate number?"

"What?"

"The license plate number of the car they came in."

Bruce was stunned.

"They didn't fly here." Aisha said with some effort: "There are cars outside, there are license plate numbers, they aren't there, you can look."

Bruce opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound. After a long while, he said: "I... I didn't think of it, and they should leave a driver there, right?"

"They don't know you." Aisha kept gesturing with her hands, trying hard to express her meaning, "They think this is their place, they think they are very safe, so they won't."

That's right, Bruce only then reacted. He was guilty of being a thief at the time, feeling that he would definitely be discovered if he went over, but in reality, the other party didn't know someone was peeping in the dark.

Judging from the progress of the construction site, they had been doing such bad things for at least two months, and the project could continue, which meant that no one exposed it, and no one even knew. Such a long time was enough for people to relax their vigilance.

So whether it was creating an accident to lure others over, or taking advantage of them doing bad things inside to sneak around outside to find their car and record the license plate number, they were more effective processing means.

And he had already realized that something was wrong here during the day. He could completely take advantage of the gap of delivering goods to steal something to create an accident. If it was an ordinary accident on the construction site, it would be even less likely to arouse suspicion.

Bruce silently remembered these in his heart, planning to try it tomorrow. Aisha jumped off the sofa and sat on the inverted high stool again, supporting one side of her cheek with her hand, looking at Bruce and saying.

"Don't do that, inefficient, go buy a hard drive, copy the surveillance!"

Bruce opened his eyes wide again and said: "Is there surveillance on the construction site?... Oh, wait, I'm afraid there really is."

"But even if there is surveillance, how can I copy it? They won't let me into the surveillance room, um, maybe I can try to knock out the security guard."

"Don't knock out! Lure him away!" Aisha raised her voice,

"That's right, if I knock him out, the other party will definitely realize that I'm aiming at the surveillance, and I'm afraid they will immediately notify the mastermind behind the scenes, which will alert the enemy." Bruce nodded and said: "Then take advantage of him not being there to sneak in and copy."

"But the computer should have a password, right?" Bruce frowned again and said: "I don't know the password."

"Hack!!" Aisha raised her voice again.

Bruce looked at Aisha, Aisha looked at Bruce, the two stared at each other for more than ten seconds, and then Bruce spread his hands and said: "I'm not a hacker, how to hack?"

Aisha took a deep breath, jumped off the chair, ran into the bedroom, took out paper and pen, wrote full of symbols on a piece of paper, stuffed it into Bruce's hand and said.

"Go to the internet cafe, write a program, connect the hard drive to run automatically!"

Bruce was dumbfounded.

"Uh, wait, what is an internet cafe?" ===== CHAPTER 2089 =====