Chapter 3

Because of a few strange creatures, the police officers who rushed over asked An Li to make a statement.

She told him about her journey today and vaguely told him about her failure to inherit the inheritance.

After the police officers thanked her for her cooperation, An Li could finally leave.

She walked out of the room and saw an old man standing outside. He was slightly chubby and had white hair, but he was hale and hearty and had a graceful aura.

He smiled and nodded slightly. Before An Li could ask, he said, "Hello, Miss An Li. I am Mr. Wayne's butler. You can call me Alfred."

"Hello."

Alfred's execution was very strong. Not only did he calm the panic of the guests and let the banquet continue, but he also led the security personnel to do the follow-up work.

He also explained the reason to An Li. He wanted to talk to An Li further to understand the situation.

After all, at this moment, Lord Wayne was in an unprecedented state of panic.

A bunch of numbers surrounded him and stuck to his body, refusing to let go no matter what. He couldn't hit them, so when he put on a stern face, the numbers would start to whimper and whimper, looking as if they were about to cry.

"Sorry, I may not be able to provide too much information."

An Li thought that before she figured out what was going on, she couldn't tell him about the pen.

Alfred's attitude was gentle and friendly. He didn't show any anger. The driver sent An Li home. He sat in the front passenger seat and talked with An Li from time to time. When An Li got out of the car, her contact information was sent to his phone.

It was easy for him to get her phone number. He didn't even need to say anything. However, Alfred's actions made her like him even more.

An Li thought that Bruce Wayne's personality must be very good to be able to get along with such a butler.

Just like that, the two happily said goodbye and even made an appointment to have afternoon tea together next time.

The housekeeper sat in the front passenger seat and looked at An Li's back as she drove away. He dialed his master's number, "Are you okay?"

Batman's tepid reply came from the other end of the phone. "I might need a bottle of glue." To stick these things to the wall.

…

An Li locked the door, went back to the bedroom, and drew the curtains.

She took out the pen from her bag, and An Li took a good look at it.

It was a black pen with many different colors around it. There was even an eraser at the top.

"Could it be the divine brush that can turn ink into reality?"

An Li thought for a moment and found a new piece of paper.

In order to avoid danger, she decided to redraw it using US dollars as a reference.

An Li painted very seriously. She had always been serious when it came to money.

Just like that, one stroke after another, An Li put down the brush after it took shape.

The crooked drawing on the paper gradually took shape, and under An Li's shocked gaze, it floated out from the white paper!

… It was a Korean won.

First of all, the drawing on the drawing didn't come to life like the black numbers, which overturned An Li's speculation.

She carefully touched the coin. After making sure that it was just an ordinary piece of paper, An Li's eyes lit up. She carefully spent a few more pieces of paper. After that, the items that appeared in front of her were paper money, paper money, paper money … In short, not a single piece of paper was worth anything.

Added together, they weren't even worth An Li's paper money.

An Li held up the paper money and thought, "If I continue to draw like this, when will I become rich?"

The cruel reality dispelled her thoughts.

If they were all drugs, she was afraid that it wouldn't be as simple as inviting her to the police station for tea.

So, An Li decided to draw gold.

Half an hour later.

"…"

Looking at the pile of bananas and cheesecakes on the table, there was even a bottle of sunscreen.

An Li pondered for a moment and decided to eat for a while before continuing.

Wow, it's delicious.

…

After spending the whole night experimenting, An Li's eyes were red from exhaustion. Once she wanted to draw something valuable like money, she couldn't succeed even once. But for daily necessities like food and drinks, the probability of success was more than 50%.

An Li suddenly had a bold idea.

What if she drew a car?

An Li's long-cherished wish was to draw a good car, but unfortunately, she couldn't save up for long.

But drawing a car was a big project, and she couldn't act rashly. Before that, An Li had to figure out if she made a mistake, was there any way to undo it?

However, there was a more serious problem. How were the time bombs that were placed in Bruce Wayne's hands now?

Gotham City.

Batcave.

The new version of the Batmobile was parked in the corridor. Wayne got down from the car and brought a few of the little things with him.

In just a few days, they had been trained to be obedient and followed behind him in a line.

Butler Alfred, who was standing in front of the computer terminal, waved at the little things. He tried to tempt them with bread crumbs, but they rejected him mercilessly.

"I can roughly understand their thoughts, but I'm still not sure what kind of creature it is."

"What do you plan to do?"

"I have to find out who the origin of this is."

A face appeared in his mind, and the pair of beautiful gray eyes left a deep impression. "She can't get rid of the suspicion either.

However, I found another breakthrough point. "

He had to find out what was going on.

*

"Achoo!" An Li sneezed and muttered to herself that it must be Lyon scolding her behind her back again.

She had to go to the set tomorrow. As a stuntwoman, it was customary for her to check her body first and make sure there was no problem before continuing.

She was a frequent visitor of the hospital. She was so familiar with the place that she greeted four or five nurses just by passing through a corridor.

An Li sat on a bench and waited. There were a few people beside her, all of whom were dressed extravagantly.

Just then, she heard a noise coming from the guest room.

The noise was getting louder and louder. Even An Li could hear it clearly through the wall.

"… One million!

One million dollars isn't enough? "

"I'm not interested in your illness. I don't want to repeat myself."

Compared to the other party's angry roar, the male voice that answered was obviously lazy and casual. He didn't take this one-sided argument seriously at all.

Here it comes again.

An Li had seen this scene countless times. The rich man in the room seemed to be very angry, but he couldn't do anything about it.

A nurse immediately asked him to leave politely. The man snorted angrily and walked out of the door.

The middle-aged man was dressed like a nouveau riche. Gucci and Prada were piled all over his body as if they were free.

He glanced at An Li. When he saw An Li's appearance, most of his anger dissipated. He walked up and said pleasantly, "Don't wait. That bastard doesn't show it to others."

An Li didn't comment and didn't respond to his words.

"Sir, maybe it's more appropriate for you to talk bad about me after we leave the hospital."

The door to the guest room was pushed open. Strange stood at the door with one hand in his pocket. His handsome face was expressionless, but his tone was full of sarcasm. "A bad mood will increase the incidence of hemorrhoids."

The other party's face flushed red. He looked like he wanted to beat someone up.

Strange didn't care about it at all. He snapped his fingers and signaled for An Li to look over. "Come here." Under the shocked gazes of the other people and the nurse, who was used to this, An Li stood up.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face changed. He pointed at An Li and said angrily, "Why can she?

How much did she give?

If you don't want money, I'll give it to you! "

An Li obediently walked in front of Strange. He first asked An Li to open her mouth and take a closer look at her hand.

After the preliminary examination, he motioned for An Li to follow the nurse to take the film. Then he fiddled with his expensive watch, looking a little impatient and arrogant.