I Play DC Hero In Marvel

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

As the Minister of Defense, Keehler is as thick-skinned as a city wall and doesn't feel embarrassed. He nodded and said, "If I'm not mistaken, I do know where the source of the fire is."

"The source of fire came to the earth about 10,000 years ago. The agents of the seventh district of the government secret department knew that it was only found in 1913. They knew that it was a treasure, because the hieroglyphs on the source of fire and your mouth, the one named Wei The words on the aliens that shake the sky are the same."

Keller explained patiently.

Anton heard the words and recalled for a moment.

"The source of fire can emit a certain kind of energy, and Megatron came to Earth after chasing this energy."

The Batman clone spoke at the right time: "You have used a certain method to isolate this energy so that the Transformers can't find it."

"good."

Koehler smiled slightly and was a little proud: "We changed the detection of a certain magnetic field around the fire source. In order to isolate this magnetic force and prevent others from getting the fire source, we built a huge base."

"Huge base?"

Jameson was taken aback.

Anton beside him is not surprising, because Anton knows what Keehler is referring to.

Clerton paused: "Hoover Dam."

"Hoover Dam is your base for studying aliens?"

Jameson was stunned.

Construction began in April 1931 and was completed in March 1936. The Hoover Dam, which cost 49 million US dollars and sacrificed 112 people, was actually to cover up an alien technology, or the trail of alien treasures.

This overturned his perception of the world.

"Hoover Dam is the most suitable place. The base is built on the side of a mountain, and the surrounding walls are as thick as four football fields. No one can take the source of fire from us."

"What happened today is really unheard of as a journalist."

Jameson sighed.

It is conceivable that if it wasn't for Anton being his grandson, he would never have known these secrets for the rest of his life.

"Very well, this is the end of information sharing about aliens."

Batman said again: "You said just now that aliens should come to Earth, so you must have some specific information, right?"

"good."

Koehler nodded: "The people in the seventh district are tracking the aliens. There are already some clues. We found something in Los Angeles."

"So, we may need help from the Justice League."

Cler paused, then continued: "After all, if the military wants to solve this matter, it will inevitably use aircraft artillery, which will panic the citizens of Los Angeles. If possible, we hope not to alarm the citizens."

"clear."

Batman and Cyborg looked at each other: "Then let's go to Los Angeles immediately."

"Let's go now?"

Keller was taken aback.

"You just stand still."

After Batman finished speaking, he stepped forward and put his hand on Koehler's shoulder.

Swish!

Only Anton and Jameson were left in the room.

Jameson looked dull, looking at the scene in front of him, he didn't know where, Batman, Cyborg and John Koehler, through some amazing technology, left New York and went to Los Angeles in a teleportation-like gesture.

"Anton."

He immediately turned his head with a bad expression and stared at the grandson beside him: "Is there some misunderstanding between us?"

"What misunderstanding?" Anton pretended to be calm.

"Like, you and Batman... don't seem to be alone."

Jameson squeezed his fist and gritted his teeth: "Are you trying to piss me off so I can inherit my inheritance?"

"Old man, don't make a mistake."

Anton shrugged and said with a smile: "Since I can become Batman in front of you, why can't I make another person become Batman?"

"This?"

Jameson couldn't understand what Anton was talking about, but he suddenly realized that the moment Anton turned into Batman that night did not seem to be a fake.

Well, there is only one truth!

"Batman is not just one person, but a group of people!"

Jameson pointed at Anton and widened his eyes.

At this moment, he felt a ray of light hit him, and he was very much like the actor who played Sherlock Holmes on the stage.

He didn't know that, in Anton's view, he was a brain supplement monster.

"Can you explain that?"

Anton muttered to himself, seeing Jameson's triumphant face, he decided to respect the old and love the young, so he nodded obediently.

"Too smart! As expected of you!"

...

the other side.

Kehler only felt his body light up, and in a blink of an eye, he came to an uninhabited rooftop.

Next to him is Batman.

Whoosh!

The wind blows.

Sprinkling on the body is the afternoon, not so poisonous sunlight.

"This is teleportation technology!"

Koehler was amazed again, looking at Batman and Cyborg beside him, his eyes were full of strong desire.

However, he didn't say anything, restraining his desire.

"Wait a minute, I'll have someone pick us up."

Saying that, he took out his phone and made a call.

ten minutes later.

A helicopter flew from the sky and arrived at the rooftop where they were.

"where are we going?"

Batman asked.

"It just happens that the seventh district has found some clues, maybe we will meet the person we are looking for."

Keller replied.

Looking for someone?

The Batman clone was thoughtful.

He is very clear that the "people" here, of course, do not refer to human beings, but to aliens!

soon.

The group arrived at a white residential area.

The helicopter landed on the road.

The surrounding area has been blocked by the agents of the seventh district, and all the residents are kept in the house and are not allowed to come out.

At this time, these people were a little panicked and didn't understand what happened to them.

Then I thought about the attacks in New York not long ago, and I thought that this is Los Angeles, wouldn't it be so unlucky?

Among them, a young man named Sam was a little flustered.

He knew why these people came.

"my car!"

Sam hurried to the garage: "Is that you? Are they looking for you?"

crunch--

The garage door was slammed open.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Sam was a little annoyed when he saw a group of men in black suits standing at the door: "Who are you? Is this a private house?"

"Sorry, we have permission to see everything in your house."

His name was Rekki Simmons, and he was a senior agent in the Seventh District.

Simmons stared at Sam at this time, expressionless and tough: "In addition, we can let you go to prison for a lifetime, so I hope you'd better answer all my questions honestly."

Sam's mouth twitched, his panic intensified, his legs trembled.

"Are all of you so rude?"

Suddenly, Sam heard another voice next to the group of men in black suits, turned his head to look, and was stunned.

"Bat, Batman?"

His eyes widened, as if seeing an idol, and the panic and fear immediately vanished.