Chapter 466: Past Secrets (Part 2)

Kayla looked at Alfred with wide eyes. She had never thought that Alfred was the legendary spy who mastered the list and played the intelligence personnel on the East Coast around.

"However, from the UK to Moscow, you shouldn't have to pass through the US East Coast, right?" Kayla asked with some confusion.

But then, she reacted, patted her forehead, and then said: "Oh, right, you can't go straight to Moscow, they will definitely intercept you on the way..."

"However, even if you want to take a detour, you don't have to take such a long detour, right? From the UK to the US East Coast, and then to the Soviet Union, this is almost going around the earth..."

"Until today, 30 years later, the whole world is still looking for this list. Haven't you discovered how important it is?"

Hearing Alfred's words, Kayla thought about it carefully. Indeed, now it seems that the main role of this list is to be able to smooth over the mistakes in intelligence work, but now it is nearly 30 years later, and this list can't even be said to be invalid. Many people recorded on it might have passed away.

But if it was 30 years ago, how important a list recording the important spies of various countries at that time was, it goes without saying.

Alfred took out a piece of deerskin from his pocket and began to wipe the gun barrel of the shotgun in his hand. He said: "Moscow gave many routes, but without exception, they were all within the sniper range of the Central Intelligence Agency."

"In that era, the Central Intelligence Agency was omnipresent. I have to say, the American agents at that time were much stronger than they are now."

"Then why... oh, my God, the most dangerous place is the safest place?! So you went straight to the United States?"

Alfred smiled, seemingly sighing at Kayla's youth. He said: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. This sentence actually has some truth, but it cannot become the decisive factor for an important decision."

"In 1961, Allen Dulles, the longest-serving director of the Central Intelligence Agency, stepped down. He was a very powerful old guy, making the prestige of the CIA at home and abroad leap and reach its peak."

"However, after 1961, his successor was not as capable as he was. A year passed, and the work was almost completely ineffective. Just organizing the work left behind by the previous director took him a very long time. Even the public jokingly called him a greenhorn from the Air Force, and Moscow, of course, knew this."

"And, during Allen's tenure, the functional scope of the Central Intelligence Agency expanded significantly, even replacing some functions of Congress. His work was done too well, so much so that the prestige and reputation of the CIA rose too high."

"So, Congress would definitely restrict them, right?" Kayla asked. Then she said with some disdain: "These Americans are like this, infighting is endless."

"Yes, they deliberately found a successor with poor ability to take over Allen's position, made the work a mess, and then revised the Security Act to further restrict the functional scope of the CIA. In short, the Central Intelligence Agency at that period..."

Alfred dragged a long tone and shook his head. Kayla understood what he meant.

If the situation at that time was as Alfred said, then the United States was indeed a very safe place. In order to restrict the functional scope of the Central Intelligence Agency, even if Congress knew that there might be spies running here, they wouldn't allow the CIA to intervene.

【Author's Note: Tuanzi Novel】

Americans are best at doing one thing: after creating an institution, they create another institution to restrict it, and then create another institution to restrict the two of them, and then give them a name called separation of powers.

Whenever these three institutions fight each other's dog brains out, they call this the "victory of democracy."

And when more institutions fight each other's dog brains out because of this reason, they won't care at all about the declining efficiency and the absurd accidents of tripping over their own feet and blocking their own hands, but only feel that their supervision mechanism is really too successful.

"And, Cat Getan has always been a place outside the law. Although at that time the Falcone family had already ruled Cat Getan, the system of the Twelve Families had not been completely established, or rather, that time was exactly the painful period of reform, with gangs fighting everywhere, very suitable for fishing in troubled waters."

"Indeed, this is a very smart method. As long as you lurk in Cat Getan for a period of time, and Moscow releases news that the list has reached them, then the safety of your return journey will be greatly improved." Kayla nodded and said.

"The original plan was indeed like this, but some accidents occurred..."

Kayla looked at Alfred and asked: "What accident?"

Alfred rarely sighed, as if thinking of some things he didn't want to recall. He said: "In Cat Getan City, there has always been a unique force hidden. They wear masks, hide in the dark, monitor everyone, and try to control this city."

"They are called the Court of Owls."

"That is a group of madmen who will do anything to achieve their goals for power and status. On a certain day in March, when I went to the church to pray, I 'accidentally' heard the conversation between Cat Getan godfather Falcone and the then Cat Getan Cathedral Bishop Daniel..."

Kayla heard Alfred bite a heavy tone on the word "accidentally," and she understood that Alfred was hinting that he had been paying attention to these two people for a long time and had been investigating them, so he heard some information.

"They said that the Court of Owls got a magical egg, and seemed to want to put this egg into a special pool under the cathedral..."

"Egg? What kind of egg?" Kayla asked with great confusion.

Alfred took a deep breath and said:

"The egg of a monster."

"Is this? The egg of a monster?"

In a spacious hall underground in the manor, Lex looked at the thing in the center of the hall with some confusion and asked.

At this time, the state of all members of this underground exploration team was a bit strange. Bruce and Lex were surrounded by a wisp of gray mist, and they could see this wisp of gray mist themselves, but didn't raise any objections. Bruce was supporting the pale Clark, who was still coughing weakly.

After several people came down from the cellar entrance, they found that it was indeed just an ordinary cellar, but soon, the development of things exceeded their imagination.

The corridor leading to the cellar didn't have very obvious abnormalities. It looked like a bunker built by a medieval aristocrat, without any technological content, and without any abnormal things. That kind of special mineral Schiller mentioned didn't appear.

But after walking through this corridor, Clark felt the abnormality, because he began to feel himself becoming weak.

Just at the end of the corridor, Lex and Bruce wanted to persuade Clark to retreat, but Clark insisted on confirming that this mineral would not harm ordinary people, so they continued to walk inside.

Soon, the glowing green light appeared. At this time, Schiller called everyone to stop and said: "You wouldn't be planning to go directly, right?"

"I have to remind you that this mineral also has radiation to ordinary people, and this is different from the radiation of any mineral on Earth. Human anti-radiation suits may not be useful."

Lex and Bruce looked at each other. They both saw the same emotion in each other's eyes, that is, they didn't want to take this risk, but were curious about what was inside.

"I have a way to provide protection for you, but..."

Schiller dragged a long tone and then suddenly said: "I heard that the Wayne Group and the Luthor Group are the economic lifelines of the Middle East Coast and also the pillars of the American economy."

Bruce was a bit confused, not knowing why Schiller suddenly mentioned this, but Lex suddenly understood. He followed the trend and said:

"A method that can defend against the radiation of unknown minerals is worth a thousand gold. The Luthor Group is of course willing to pay some price for this technology. Professor, we can talk about the specific figures later, but it will definitely not disappoint you..."

Bruce looked at the smile Schiller showed and was stunned. Then he narrowed his eyes. He found something wrong.

Since when did Schiller start to be interested in money???

Did he take the wrong medicine???

Seeing Schiller turn his gaze to him again, Bruce didn't even know how to open his mouth for a while, but soon, he cleared his throat and then said: "Price is not important, what is important is, what is the effect?"

Schiller waved his hand, and two wisps of gray mist surrounded them. It was visible to the naked eye that the glowing green light was blocked. It looked like the effect was very obvious.

Clark immediately turned his head to Schiller, looking at Schiller with an expectant gaze, but Schiller seemed not to see his gaze at all and walked straight inside.

Clark tried hard to chase behind and said: "Oh! Professor, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"Professor! I think I also need some defensive means! Professor..."

"Invalid for you." Schiller refused him very coldly and ruthlessly. Clark showed a frustrated expression and could only follow behind several people.

Walking inside, the situation began to become a bit serious. They first entered a hall. The walls here were almost all built with that kind of green stone. No lighting was needed. The light emitted by Kryptonite was enough to illuminate the entire hall, which showed how huge the quantity was.

Arriving here, Clark almost couldn't walk by himself and had to be supported by Bruce. But looking at Schiller's posture as if nothing happened, Bruce and Lex knew that they had been tricked again.

But until now, the function of this mineral itself was no longer important. What was important was, who built this place? And why was it built?

Obviously, the rumors were wrong, because Bruce didn't find any experimental equipment here. Whether it was radiation experiments or human radiation experiments, a lot of professional equipment was needed, but there was none here at all.

Passing through the hall and walking through another corridor, they came to a huge underground cavity. The scene here could be called shocking.

In the huge underground cavity, most parts of the walls had not undergone artificial repair, and were still ordinary rock layers, even dripping water, but there were many rammed walls, like wedges chiseled in, distributed from top to bottom throughout the cavity.

Every place with a wall had a very strange device on it. The center of the device was a huge green Kryptonite.

At this time, the light of these Kryptonites seemed to be guided by the glass outer wall of this device, forming a solid green light beam. Several light beams intersected and concentrated at one point. And at this point, a platform was suspended, and there was an egg on it.

This egg was very large, and several people needed to look up at it. The overall color was gray, but the overall color of the appearance was gray, and there were many rock-like spikes on the surface, and the tips of the spikes were still emitting blue micro-light.

Just when Lex asked that question with confusion, they heard Schiller's cold voice coming from behind: "All retreat."

Bruce looked back, looked at Schiller standing far away, and seeing Schiller's expression, he knew that Schiller likely knew what this was. He asked: "What kind of monster's egg is this?"

"A monster..."

"What monster?"

"A very terrible monster, even if Clark is in his prime, he can't deal with it..."

Schiller's gaze had been falling on that egg, and his low tone echoed in the cavity, coming with a distant echo:

"It is called... Doomsday." ===== CHAPTER 467 =====