”Ka… mah… cat… chicken!”

Although Agent Bean’s Chinese pronunciation was very poor, Mathison still understood what he was trying to say in an instant.

Kamar-Taj!

Mathison never thought that the tantric temple where Agent Bean was practising in Tibet might actually have some kind of connection with Kamar-Taj?

While maintaining his poker face, deep down, he was swamped with thousands of thoughts.

In Agent Bean’s movie, he often makes a lot of surprising and incredible actions;  is this one of them?

But he does not have a sling ring, nor can he draw a magic circle. So, normally, he should not be qualified to enter Kamar-Tajfor practice.

In reality, Kamar-Taj is certainly not like the movie. It is not simply three temples on a mountain.

It is protected and well-hidden by the use of many forces. Yet, where do so many of its students come from?

The mysterious power… it’s a familiar feeling…

Is it because of red magic?

With such a magical level, it’s not surprising that Agent Bean had a feeling. After all, Agent Bean’s level is not high enough to clearly perceive the difference between different magic systems.

It’s just that what he said is so vague…

It looks like Agent Bean mostly had seen a Kamar-Taj’s mage with his own eyes, and then has been put under some kind of sealing.

As for the reason why his memory was not wiped, it should be because that temple is also one of Kamar-Taj’s affiliated forces.

”I don’t know what you are talking about?”

Figuring out what was going on, Mathison shook his head and said to Bean, “I think you must have mistaken me for someone else.”

When Agent Bean saw Mathison’s sincere expression, he admitted his mistake, and immediately turned red.

”Ah, maybe I am mistaken after all.”

Agent Bean walked back to his original position. No one knew what the two men were talking about.

Magic, for them, is a big subject.

”Kamar-Taj only targets threats outside the latitude. Not even the New York war won’t provoke them. Such a minor event won’t be enough to alarm them.”

Even if Johny’s hidden identity was discovered, Mathison would not be deterred.

”Her Majesty has come out!”

At this time, the guests exclaimed by surprise, only to see Queen Elizabeth getting down from the exclusive suite downstairs, with the help of her maid.

An old grey-haired man with hair was by her company, looking about sixty years old.

It was Queen Elizabeth’s son Charles, a crown prince who could be boiled to death at any time.

”It’s Prince Charles, he’s here in Gotham too? But there was no news before ah, not even at the airport did I see him…”

Mathison moved his eyes and thought of something.

”The Queen is seated, all teams report on the situation!” Gordon picked up the walkie-talkie.

”Report chief. No anomalies!”

”Now, close the entrances and exits of the State Guest House, and strictly prohibit anyone from entering or leaving until the banquet is over!”

”Yes, sir!”

”Keep an eye on the guests’ movements, and report any suspicious movements immediately!”

Gordon and the others were located in the upper left corner of the venue, right next to the Queen’s seat at the front.

In the event of any accidents, the Queen can be protected as quickly as possible.

Counting Mathison and Barbara exactly eight people, sitting at a table.

In fact, most people are not seated, because the venue is divided into two major parts, the food only takes up a small half.

Most of the place was mainly for people to dance.

God knows why these celebrities always dance there when they throw a party, and how much of this food will go to waste.

Anyway, Gordon and the others had thought the same as Mathison and sat down to eat.

They worked all day without eating anything. Now that they have established much control, they should take a break to eat and drink.

”Who is the man who is talking to Prince Charles, the one with the cane? I feel like I have seen him somewhere.”

While eating his meal, Mathison secretly looked at Queen Elizabeth’s table.

He was surprised to find that besides the Queen, the Prince and the Mayor of Gotham, there was also a middle-aged man sitting there.

After carefully searching for the memory in his mind, Gotham didn’t seem to have such high officials who looked like him.

”No way, you don’t even know the famous Bruce Wayne?”, next to him, Barbara said with a surprised look on her face.

It was no wonder that not two years after Mathison’s transmigration, Bruce had announced his reclusion and completely disappeared from the newspapers.

The current Bruce and his appearance eight years ago are very different/ It’s normal for Mathison not to recognize him.

He is not the kind of guy who grew up watching Bruce Wayne news.

Mathison is not particularly surprised by Bruce’s appearance. After all, he had caused a lot of trouble. Batman’s comeback should be later than expected.

After looking at the two, Mathison withdrew his gaze. He does not want to attract the attention of Batman. With his abnormal analysis and reasoning ability, he might find some clues and see through him.

”He has not shown his face for eight years, eh? How could I immediately recognize him as the rich Bruce Wayne instead of a cripple?”

Mathison said innocently.

”I think you’re just so engrossed in your own affairs that you don’t care about the outside world at all.”

Barbara shot him a blank look.

This is true, for so many years, Mathison indeed did not pay much attention to other things, concentrating on developing his own abilities.

”These two kids have a great bond.”

Starling joked as she looked on with a smile at the two who were exchanging pleasantries.

”Commissioner Gordon, is it really a good idea to let them come here? They’re still just kids.”

Bob said with some doubt.

”Trust me, we can help a lot.”

Barbara stepped forward, full of confidence, and she deliberately lowered her voice.

”I know that the reason you are all gathered here is to catch Phantom Kid!”

”And the biggest problem now is to crack the puzzle that Phantom Kid gave us with his teaser letter.”

”I guess you guys don’t have a good idea yet, that’s why you’re all here with sad faces.”

”And that, too, is why we came here!”

A gleam of wisdom flashed in Barbara’s eyes.

”You mean, you have deciphered the contents of the teaser letter?”

Several of the agents present were momentarily stunned, not knowing whether to believe her or laugh out loud.

Only Gordon was a bit surprised, as Barbara had already told him about it at the door.

”Uh… in fact, I have not completely deciphered it, still, I believe I am not wrong!”

Being stared at by so many top agents, Barbara’s momentum was immediately broken.

”Tell us what you think, Miss Gordon, maybe we have a common thought.”

Bob showed a kind smile as he addressed Barbara.

Barbara glanced at Mathison, who gave her an encouraging nod.

”The puzzle in the last teaser letter from Phantom Kid was related to Greek mythology, so this time many subconsciously leaned towards Greek mythology again, where, in fact, you won’t get the complete solution no matter how you try to read it.”

”Greek mythology has absolutely nothing to do with this teaser letter!”

”Instead, there should be a huge connection to Celtic mythology!”

”There is only one most widely known legend in Celtic mythology, and that is King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table.”