Chapter 51 Recommendations

In Alfred's memory, that was when his young master just debuted as Batman.

That night, the young master who went out to investigate the 'Falcone family' came back to the base a little abruptly, and said that he seemed to be in hell.

It was said that an unknown creature emerged from the wormhole-like thing, and then suddenly asked why and ran away.

When the young master caught up, the figure of the other party had completely disappeared.

So now it seems that it is obviously not a ghost, but a human with special abilities.

Recalling this, Alfred asked, "Master Wayne, what do you think?"

"That's what I hesitated too."

Bruce Wayne sighed: "In my worldview, I thought that people with special abilities did it through technology, or through brutal training like me."

"But he's not."

Shaking his head slightly, Bruce Wayne said with some embarrassment: "He seems to have made me unveil another layer of the world, but this truth has a big impact on me."

"Master Wayne." Alfred laughed: "With your strength, you won't be so entangled, right?"

"It's because of lack of skills."

Bruce Wayne sighed again, and he said helplessly: "As I said before, my energy has been imprisoned by Gotham, and I can't separate the energy to focus on the outside."

"So what are you worried about?" Alfred asked.

"I'm worried about..."

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath: "I worry that if I don't devote my energy to understanding the new system in depth, I will be at a loss when faced with the corresponding situation in the future."

"And once some energy is allocated, there will be omissions in the protection of Gotham. It's still that word, and it's not enough."

The voice fell, and the base became quiet.

Alfred also began to ponder, thinking about appropriate countermeasures.

After a while, Alfred tentatively suggested: "Master Wayne, I think it's possible to do this..."

"Tell me?" Bruce Wayne, who had interrupted his thinking, looked up and asked.

"Sorry for mentioning some bad memories in advance."

Alfred said hesitantly, "Master, I thought of Prosecutor Dante."

"Dante..."

Bruce Wayne was really in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Alfred said quickly: "Prosecutor Dante is an exception. He was destroyed by the clown. If there is no clown, then he will be a very qualified knight of justice."

Pointing in one direction, Alfred continued: "But now that the clown has been sent to the madhouse prison by you, he will not have a chance to come out and make trouble."

"What do you want to say?"

Bruce Wayne couldn't guess what the old butler was thinking, so he asked directly.

"Look."

Alfred laughed: "Did you feel very relaxed during that time before Prosecutor Dante was destroyed?"

Bruce Wayne was stunned, and he quickly realized something.

Frowning his brows slightly, he asked with confirmation: "You want to... let me find some... helpers of the same quality as Dante?"

"That's it!"

Alfred smiled kindly and said: "As long as you still believe that someone can have such excellent qualities, as long as you can give some trust, I think, you who haven't spread the branches of the Wayne family, you will first take the bat The family spreads its branches and leaves."

Hearing this, Bruce Wayne smiled slightly.

Immediately he began to seriously consider the idea of ​​Alfred.

After a long silence, Bruce Wayne took a deep breath, then waved his hands wearily and said, "Put this idea on hold for now, I need more time to think about it."

Turning the seat to face the keyboard on the console, Bruce Wayne said, "The first thing I need to do now is create a profile for that Cowen Quinn."

In the crackling of the keyboard, Bruce Wayne said calmly: "If he is out of control in the future, it will not let me know nothing about him."

"Do you need help?"

Alfred asked with a smile: "Maybe I can hire some detectives to collect intelligence on each other?"

"Do not."

Bruce Wayne, who was staring at the screen interface, shook his head: "He is a different kind of extraordinary person, and now we don't know what means he has, so it is not appropriate to startle the snake."

Alfred thought about it as well, and he continued, "However, Master, you must have some kind of preconception, right?"

"I plan to launch a few more satellites."

Bruce Wayne said: "After that, I will arrange for two satellites to follow him around the clock."

"A very suitable way."

Alfred nodded slowly in agreement, not at all feeling that it would be a waste of resources and funds.

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Los Angeles on the other side.

Cowen is sending off a female actress who invited him to the Oscars.

When hugging and parting, he suddenly frowned slightly.

After the actress turned to leave, Kewen looked up at the sky.

He sensed that someone was talking about him seriously.

However, Kewen didn't think much about it, he just thought that the military should have a meeting again because of him.

So he glanced at the military satellite in the near-Earth universe, and forgot about it.

That's right, Cowen had known for a long time that the military had sent a satellite to monitor him.

But he didn't take it seriously, just monitor if he likes to monitor, as long as he doesn't mess with him, it's fine.

Shaking his head, Kewen returned to the office.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

On the 24th, the ceremony of the Academy Awards was also held in Hollywood.

Like the previous Grammys, Kewen did not accompany any of his bedmates to the event, and he also mixed in with the bosses of various film and television companies.

Compared to Grammy's various performances, the Oscar ceremony was a bit boring.

But Cowen's attendance at the ceremony was on purpose.

Also to help the bedmates run some resources.

No, the host above was running a talk show, and Kewen was quietly talking to the people next to him in the audience.

"Feige, what about the proposal I mentioned last time?"

"Quinn, that makes it hard for me."

Kevin Feige, the head of Marvel Studios, said with some embarrassment: "I have read the scripts you adapted. To be honest, most of them are very amazing."

"Then why are you still hesitating?" Kewen took his eyes off the stage, glanced at the other party and said, "Or, you can't be independent in Marvel Studios?"

"sure!"

Kevin Feige retorted subconsciously and confidently.

He quickly realized that Kewen was agitating, so he smiled slightly and said: "Quinn, to be honest, most of the members of the board of directors have already voted on the shooting plan, but one of your requests made us very uncomfortable. It's hard to do."

"Which one?" Kewen glanced at the other party again: "Don't say you can't exchange movie resources from other companies for me."

"Not this one either."

Kevin Feige shook his head: "It's the filming progress line."

A burst of applause interrupted the conversation, and Cowen and Kevin Feige had to applaud equally absentmindedly.

When the award-winning actor began to speak, Kevin Feige then continued: "You asked us to complete 22 works in five years, which is simply impossible."

Hearing this, Kewen shook his head slightly and said, "Yes, I also know that this is impossible, but you only have these five years."

Kevin Feige smiled bitterly: "Quinn, I am willing to believe your prophecy, but others..."

Shaking his head, he continued: "There are also some shareholders whose main business is not in the entertainment industry, so they are very ignorant of your abilities, and once you explain it to them, I am afraid it will make them suspect that we are lying, Are they thinking about their shares, which will destabilize the group."

"understand."

Kewen nodded slightly: "But Feige, in my prediction, five years from now, in 2015, there will be a big event in the world. At that time, superheroes like you on the screen will no longer be popular, you guys There will be a huge impact.”

Kevin Feige hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Quinn, can you tell me what the big event is?"

Cowen shook his head, he didn't plan to say anything about Superman's debut that year.

On the grounds that he could not reveal the secret, Kewen went on to say, "Anyway, if you believe me, you can make as many films as you can in these five years."

"That's all I can say. After all, I don't care about the screenwriters' share."

There was another round of applause, the award-winning actor had finished speaking, and the host came back on stage.

"All right."

With no more interference, Kevin Feige sighed and nodded: "Then I'll go back and try again."

"Don't forget the resources I want."

Kewen smiled and reminded: "There are still many beautiful women over there who are waiting to be fed."

Hearing this, Kevin Feige couldn't help laughing out loud.

He shook his head and sighed: "Quinn, you are really an alternative playboy. If you were really involved in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid it would be more popular than it is now, because you are too committed. Those beauties who follow you, in various In terms of resources, there is really no perfunctory."

Kewen smiled and shrugged slightly, then moved the communication partner.

He leaned forward slightly, passed Kevin Feige and joked to Mr. Stan Lee: "oaa, how about we make a combination after the movie starts?"

"Combination?" Mr. Stan Lee smiled and said, "What's your bad boy thinking?"

"Let's make a cameo group." Cowan laughed. "How about a cameo appearance in every movie? That would be interesting."

Stan Lee was stunned for a moment, and then happily said: "Okay, I'm the comic writer, and you're the script writer. It's not bad to be involved in the 'children' together."

"Then it's settled."

Kewen smiled and stretched out his hand, and slapped Mr. Stan Lee...

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