Chapter 147: There is only one truth!

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

As the Minister of Defense, Koehler was as thick as a city wall and didn't feel embarrassed. He nodded and said: "If I am not mistaken, I do know where the fire source is."

"The fire source came to the earth about 10,000 BC. The agents of the seventh district of the government secrets department knew that it was only found in 1913. They knew it was a treasure, because the hieroglyphs on the fire source and your mouth, that is called Wei The words on the trembling aliens are the same."

Koehler explained patiently.

Anton heard the words and remembered for a moment.

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

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

"Not bad."

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

"Huge base?"

Jameson was taken aback.

Anton beside him is not surprised, because Anton knows what Koehler is referring to.

Cler paused: "Hoover Dam."

"Hoover Dam is your base for studying aliens?"

Jameson was stunned.

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

This subverted his perception of the world.

Keller said: "The Hoover Dam is the most suitable place. The base is built on the mountainside. 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 for me as a journalist."

Jameson sighed.

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

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

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

"Not bad."

Koehler nodded: "The people in District 7 are tracking the aliens. There are already some clues. We have found something in Los Angeles."

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

Cler paused, and then said: "After all, if the military wants to solve this problem, it will inevitably use aircraft and cannons, which will panic the citizens of Los Angeles. If possible, we hope not to disturb the citizens."

"understand."

Batman exchanged a glance with Steel Bones: "Then we will set off for Los Angeles immediately."

"Go now?"

Koehler was taken aback.

"You just stand still."

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

Huh!

Only Anton and Jameson were left in the room.

Jameson looked dull and looked at the scene in front of him. I don't know where, Batman, Steelbone, and John Keller, through some amazing technology, left New York and went to Los Angeles in a teleportation manner.

"Anton."

He immediately turned his head unkindly and stared at the grandson beside him: "Are there some misunderstandings between us?"

"What's the misunderstanding?" Anton pretended to be calm.

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

Jameson squeezed his fist and gritted his teeth: "Are you trying to **** me off so that 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 also become Batman?"

"This?"

Jameson couldn't understand what Anton was talking about, but he suddenly realized that the moment Anton became Batman that night, it seemed that it was not a fake.

Then there is only one truth!

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

Jameson pointed at Anton, his eyes widened.

At this moment, he felt a ray of light hitting himself, and he was like an actor playing Sherlock Holmes on a dramatic stage.

He didn't know that in Anton's eyes, he was a brain-filling monster.

"Can you explain this way?"

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

"Too smart! As expected of you!"

…

the other side.

Koehler only felt his body lighten, and then, in a blink of an eye, he came to an unmanned rooftop.

Batman is beside him.

Huhu!

The wind is blowing.

It was the afternoon, not so venomous sunlight that was spilled on the body.

"This is the teleportation technology!"

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

However, he didn't say anything, curbing desire.

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

While speaking, he took out his cell 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 happened to find some clues in the seventh district, maybe we will meet the person we are looking for."

Koehler replied.

Who is looking for?

Batman clone thoughtfully.

He knew very well that the "people" here, of course, did not refer to humans, but to aliens!

quickly.

A group of people arrived in a white residential area. UU reading

The helicopter landed on the road.

The surrounding area has been sealed off by detectives in District 7, and all residents stayed in the house and were not allowed to come out.

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

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

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

He knows why these people are here.

"my car!"

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

Crunch—

The garage door was smashed open.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Sam saw a group of men in black suits standing at the door, a little annoyed: "Who are you? This is a private house?"

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

His name is Reki Simmons, and he is a senior agent in District 7.

Simmons stared at Sam, expressionless, with a strong tone: "In addition, we can also let you go to jail for a lifetime, so I hope you'd better answer all my questions honestly."

The corners of Sam's mouth twitched, the panic in his heart magnified, and his legs trembled.

"Are your people so rude?"

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

"Bat, Batman?"

His eyes widened, as if seeing an idol, his panic and fear disappeared immediately.