At Gotham Airport, Reid stood quietly, waiting for the Stark family's private jet to nd in the distance.
Standing beside him was her than Carmine Fale, the current head of the Fale family.
"Thank you for your help these past few days, Mr. Fale."
The reason why Gordon couldn't find evidence of Alfred providing financial support to the Jang was, naturally, due to the Fale family.
Perhaps because the Fale family's businesses were so on in Gotham, he hadn't noticed that the funds Alfred had been using for Wayne Manor's maintenance had mostly bee at Fale owned businesses.
The Fale family, who had partnered with Alfred, had only symbolically provided products with prices they could set themselves. Afterward, they handed over that moo the Jang.
This way, from the surface, it appeared that Alfred had merely overpaid for some essential goods from the Fale family. Even if Gordon iigated, he would only e to the clusion that the Fale family was iionally overcharging.
As for the Fale family's financial aid to the Jang, well, it wasn't unusual for one mafia family to have financial dealings with another.
Gordon wouldn't be able to find the e between the Wayne family and the Fale family.
Not many people in Gotham khat Thomas Wayne had once saved Carmine Fale's life, making it difficult fordon to trabsp;that e.
Not to mention, all the members of the Wayne family had disappeared, so even if he iigated, there wouldn't be much to uncover.
The Fale family, unlike Alfred, wasn't someone you could easily challenge. For the police, the Fale family was an untouchable behemoth.
"It's no trouble, Alfred. Your as are truly admirable. I'm impressed that you would go so far for the Wayne family."
The two exged pleasahe reason the Fale family helped transfer funds wasn't because they were moved by Alfred's as.
The Fale family couldn't afford to wait any longer.
Like the Maroni family, the Fale family had long relied on Gotham Bank for money undering operations.
Now that Wayerprises was in turmoil, their money undering operations had e to a halt, and they were feeling the pinch. If the Wayerprises be stabilized quickly, they are willing to do some simple things.
Moreover, Alfred's establishment of the Jang proved his capability.
Fale was willing to believe that Alfred truly had the ability to stabilize Wayerprises, even as a butler.
"The pne has nded. I'll take my leave now, Alfred."
"Thank you for your pany, Mr. Fale."
The two exged polite farewells, without too much closeness.
After resolving the issues with Wayerprises, Reid would use the Jang to gradually take trol of Gotham from the shadows.
Fale, however, was unaware of all the details. He only sehat even though Alfred had formed the Jang, it didn't mean they were of the same kind.
Maintaining a good retionship wouldn't do much—it would only add unnecessary plications wheime came to act.
......
Reid boarded the pne and inside, a rge, muscur bodyguard was waiting.
"Please take your seat, Mr. Pennyworth. The pne will be taking off shortly."
"Alright."
Reid smiled slightly and gracefully took his seat.
"May I ask your name?" Reid suddenly asked the bodyguard. Given that this bodyguard was entrusted with the task of pig him up on Stark's private jet, it was clear he had Tony Stark's deep trust.
"Happy, Happy Hogan. Is there a problem, Mr. Pennyworth?"
"No, there's no problem."
Reid simply had a feeling that this bodyguard looked familiar. After asking the question, he realized—wasn't this an old acquaintance?
However, the younger Happy didn't look like the ht version from the movies. Instead, he was quite muscur, fitting Reid's own image of a boxer. Of course, it was possible that in this Marvel universe, the character of Happy Hogan followed the ic book version, where he was never depicted as a fat guy.
After a brief exge about here was no further versatioween them. Happy was a bodyguard, focused on his job, while Reid, taking advantage of the time to rest his eyes, began versing with the system in his mind.
'System, the Joker's role pying pertage has reached 100%, I should be able to release a e nht?'
The system's manual had mentiohat reag a 100% performance level would allow for the creation of a e. However, at the time, when Reid had read the manual, his performance level was only at 1%, far from 100%, so he hadn't given it much thought.
However, the situation with the Joker was different.
The Joker was the result of Reid forcibly taking a soul from the system and merging it with the Alfred card.
The newly formed card even had two role pying degrees, so the specific details still required asking the useless system.
[This…]
The system hesitated, but still answered Reid's question. Perhaps it was genuinely afraid Reid might do something again and steal another DC character's soul.
[In theory, it's not possible.]
'Then tell me something outside of theory.'
Reid directly and rudely interrupted the system. This broken system couldn't even transform into a beautiful girl, so Reid didn't feel the o be polite with it.
[Fine…]
The system's tone sounded defeated, speaking under Reid's pressure.
[Under normal circumstances, with two separate role pying degrees, you only successfully split them into es oh reach 100% rating. However, there's a special case where the two fused cards could be forcibly separated... but...]
'Just finish your sentence.' Reid interrupted sharply. He hated when the Riddler left things unsaid. He had just shot the real Riddler, and now the system's stuttering was starting to irritate him.
[Yes.] the system replied.
[As already you know, the fusion of the Joker and Alfred was forced. Alfred's ce of being the Joker was minimal, and the fusion itself already damaged Alfred's card. It was only the Joker's influehat kept Alfred from colpsiirely.]
[Now, forcibly separating them will cause irreversible damage to Alfred's card.]
Reid nodded, uanding. This expnation made sense.
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