Chapter 4142: When the Pumpkins Ripen (Part 35)

Accompanied by the light ringing of the doorbell, Barry walked into the coffee shop. The previous clerk seemed to be taking inventory of the supplies in the shop, and he was startled when he saw someone come in.

"Isn't it martial law now? Oh, right, you are an agent, you should have a special action permit, right? Can you show it to me?"

Barry immediately opened Brainiac's software and showed the pass interface to him. This was Brainiac's requirement for everyone: once someone visits, they must first check their pass. Because when martial law first started, many people ran out secretly, or wanted to go to relatives' houses to seek refuge, and if it wasn't checked strictly, it would be equivalent to no martial law.

Seeing the pass, the clerk breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled at Barry and said: "The employee on my previous shift said someone came to buy coffee, I thought it was the police, I didn't expect it to be you. Can I ask what happened?"

Actually, logically speaking, Barry couldn't disclose it, but Brainiac seemed to be completely indifferent, so Barry said it.

"Ah, yes, some important things were lost. But actually, they are not dangerous goods, just research materials, but there is evidence to prove that it might have been done by aliens."

"Oh, god, aliens again. Do aliens have nothing to do every day? Why do they always have designs on Earth?"

"Of course it's because we are a blessed land here." Barry also laughed and said, "Earth's natural environment is good, naturally there will be people who want to have designs on this place. More importantly, there are many ancient treasures left behind here, for many people, it's more like a treasure that is within reach."

"Are research materials one of them?"

"I'm not very clear about this either, after all, I'm not a researcher. However, since it can be stolen by aliens, it must be something very important." Barry nodded and said, "By the way, I smelled a very strong pumpkin smell, did you launch any new products?"

"Oh, yes," the other party said, "Pumpkin milkshake. But it's not for sale yet, just for internal employee tasting. The cup I just made hasn't been drunk yet, do you want to taste it?"

"Is it using a newly cultivated pumpkin variety?"

"Yes, it's that kind of big pumpkin. That kind of pumpkin fiber is a bit heavy, if it's not crushed, the taste won't be very good, but the pumpkin fragrance is very strong, very suitable for making desserts and drinks. Brainiac encourages all dessert shops to try pumpkin-flavored desserts, and currently, customer reviews are very high."

"I also quite like pumpkin," Barry said with a smile, "Can you trouble you to make me two cups of pumpkin milkshake? I will pay as usual."

The clerk quickly placed two large cups of drinks on the counter and said: "This is an undeveloped version, I can't charge you. Please write a review on the software after drinking it, thank you so much."

"Okay, no problem, I will definitely evaluate it truthfully. Help me pack a donut, and this pretzel too..."

Barry bought everything again. A golden light flashed, and he returned to the office. Jenna waved at him and said: "Look at this."

"What is this?" Barry leaned over and asked.

"The transcript of Principal Sivana, one of the eyewitnesses at the scene. He said that before they left, he had suggested to Brainiac, reminding him that precious research materials could not be placed there casually. However, Batman said it was nothing."

"This is not normal." Barry frowned and walked over, "Batman has always wished that security measures were thicker than the Earth's crust, how could he say such things?"

"Unless he knew something in advance." Jenna looked down at the photo and said, "These photos are also a bit weird."

"What's weird?" Barry walked over and took a look, he really hadn't looked at it carefully before. But looking at it this way, he also felt something was wrong.

"Too typical," Barry said.

"That's right. This is a very typical crime scene of a theft case: traces on the windowsill, footprints on the ground, documents turned upside down, and stolen items that disappeared. Even if someone with no experience in criminal investigation looks at it, they can see what happened here."

"Yeah. But the problem is that Brainiac said this might be a crime committed by a super-powered person. Where is the superpower reflected? And why would aliens use such typical means to steal?"

"So I suspect that this scene is forged." Jenna reached out and pointed at the picture, then said, "The other party wishes that everyone knows that this is a theft case, someone stole something from here, it's best to be simple enough to be seen at a glance."

The two looked at each other, and both confirmed the guess in their hearts. So, they began to stop talking about forging the crime scene, and instead began to analyze the stolen items.

However, they didn't know much about the Mother Box either, just talking in circles. And Barry's keen hearing caught the movement in the stairwell several times, and the two would always look at each other tacitly when they heard the sound, revealing a mysterious smile.

In Wayne Manor, Jason found the main-universe Batman in the underground lab. He said with some surprise: "Why are you here? Why didn't you go to that original lab?"

"Ah? Some equipment is only available here." The main-universe Batman was vague. Jason didn't ask further, he put the prepared risotto on the table next to him, and said: "Even if research is busy, you have to eat on time."

"Thank you, Jason." The main-universe Batman said sincerely, "Your cooking is really good, yesterday's burger might be the best cheese burger I've ever eaten."

"It sounds like you've eaten a lot of burgers," Jason laughed and said, "This should be junk food for you, right?"

The main-universe Batman shook his head and said: "I said, when I must supplement high-calorie food, I will do so. But I also admit, once it reaches that point, I mostly have no interest in carefully tasting food. Yesterday's time was an exception."

"I'm glad you spent so much effort finding a reasonable reason for your praise for me. I'm glad, thank you."

After Jason left, the main-universe Batman looked at his back in a daze. Then, he opened his phone on a whim and searched for "British Classical Literature Major" on Brainiac's software.

"Stop searching," Brainiac reminded him in a timely manner, "Obviously, it wasn't this major that changed Jason, don't have unrealistic fantasies, Batman. I think I shouldn't need to remind you to focus on work."

"You don't need to remind me of anything," the main-universe Batman said, "Of course I know it wasn't just this major that changed Jason, but if I search for Schiller Rodriguez here, you won't be happy again."

Brainiac just remained silent. Regarding anything about Schiller, he presented a passive resistance attitude. Rather than resistance, it was more like avoidance, but unfortunately, he usually couldn't avoid it.

After failing to make Greed spit out those three medical kits, Brainiac didn't choose to continue replenishing, because it was very likely that he would swallow as much as he sent over. Anyway, if there really was a situation, he would spit those out too.

Now there was a new problem bothering Brainiac, and that was that the Agent insisted on going out. He reasoned with him, but he couldn't move him at all.

Although he didn't know why, this Agent insisted on not wanting to live with his counterpart, but Brainiac also knew very well that he didn't seem to have the ability to keep him here by force. So, he had to transfer the Agent to the Federal Shield's office.

When Barry saw the Agent, he didn't feel surprised. Although he didn't know what Brainiac was doing for the time being, if they really had any enemies to deal with, the Agent must be the best helper.

It's not that others are not good helpers, but there is no doubt that the cost of asking the Agent for help is the lowest, and he is always willing to help, acts crisply, has precise marksmanship, and is a good helper in everything.

Jenna seemed to be seeing such a young Schiller for the first time, she was a bit surprised, turned around the Agent a few times, but didn't see any abnormalities. So she continued to discuss the content of the class with Barry.

Before they had spoken a few words, the Agent sighed: "I thought that leaving Pride's house and coming here, I could get rid of those terrible psychoanalytic theories. I didn't expect you guys to be Pride's high disciples too. What is wrong with this world?"

"You don't know psychoanalysis?!" The two of them looked like they had suddenly discovered a new continent, leaned to the Agent's side, one on the left and one on the right, staring at him with glowing eyes.

"I thought it was an advantage for a person not to talk in their sleep."

"Oh—" The two shouted in unison and scattered. And the Agent reached out and took those photos, looked at them carefully, shook his head and said: "What the hell is Greed doing?"

The two leaned over again with a "whoosh" and said: "Greed? You mean, this was done by Dr. Schiller? How do you know?"

The Agent hummed lightly, stretched out two fingers, and said: "Even if you are learning psychoanalysis, you must remember two points: First, any strange thing that happens where Greed is cannot be unrelated to him; Second, in anything Greed participates in, any place that makes you feel confused, thinking about him is right."

Barry and Jenna looked at each other, seeming to feel that this way of judging was too sloppy. But the Agent threw the pile of photos and said: "If you don't believe it, let's make a bet, bet on whether this theft case has anything to do with Greed."

Barry licked his lips and said: "If it has anything to do with it, hearing about it or expressing an opinion also counts as having something to do with it."

"Then bet on this matter, whether it was led by Greed, even Brainiac is just a supporting role."

"Okay," Barry nodded and said, "But how do we verify it?"

"Of course, go ask him directly," the Agent said, "Greed has never had any secret plans. If you want to know what he is planning, the best way is to ask him directly, this can also prevent him from saying 'It's not that I didn't say it, but you didn't ask me at the beginning'."

"This is too sloppy," Barry couldn't help but say, "Aren't such behind-the-scenes masterminds all Riddlers? They never disclose their plans until the last moment, and even after the plan is completed, they have to hide it for decades before revealing it."

"Of course not, at least Greed isn't." The Agent shook his head, stood up and said, "He doesn't have any need to hide his plans, because regardless of whether he hides it from anyone, the outcome cannot be changed. If you don't believe it, go try it."

Barry was slightly hesitant, but he still decided to make this trip. Because although they were preparing to lie flat because of Brainiac's various abnormalities, they were still not at ease. If they could learn the truth from Greed, then they wouldn't have to go against their conscience anymore.

And he, who possessed the Speed Force, was obviously the best choice to make this trip. He disappeared with a "whoosh", and when he appeared again, he came to Schiller's house.

Pride and Greed were not in the building, but were planting crops in the backyard. When Barry found Greed and asked this question, Greed showed a reminiscent expression, and then said: "Oh, so it's this matter. I was just about to tell you my plan." ===== CHAPTER 4143 =====