Luke chuckled. "Hehe, I don't think I've met Mr. Stark before. Are you admitting that you're Iron Man?"
Tony choked. He snorted arrogantly and looked away. "Boring little trick. If you like guessing riddles, go ahead."
Luke didn't think much of it. He didn't have the time to coax the arrogant tycoon. He threw something over. "You win. This is a little gift for you."
Tony subconsciously caught it and looked at it. "What's this?"
Luke said, "A pager."
Tony's mind raced as he asked in surprise, "This … isn't for you, is it?"
Luke said, "Yes, but only once. It's used to save your life. Remember not to play with it."
Tony was immediately unhappy. "I'm not a child. Why would I need you to save me?"
Luke said, "Didn't you wish someone would save you in Afghanistan a few days ago?"
Tony choked again. Of course I don't want to!
He had already taken a hot shower several times when he came back. He wanted someone to save him as soon as possible. He didn't want to be treated like a salted fish again for the rest of his life.
"Remember, it can only be used once. Don't experiment with it casually," Luke said as he glided away.
Tony: "Huh?"
He had thought that Batman had come looking for him because he had something important to discuss, but it was over just like that?
But Luke glided very quickly, and disappeared from the beach in a few seconds.
Tony lowered his head and examined the little thing in his hand.
At that moment, Pepper walked over. "Are you alright?"
Tony nodded. "Let's go. I'm fine." He led the way to the villa.
After a brief hesitation, Pepper asked, "Why did he come looking for you?"
Tony, who was looking at the pager, paused for a moment before he continued walking. "It's nothing. It's just that this Mr. Batman wants to play a childish game."
Wasn't this kind of "life-saving game" something kids liked to play?!
Pepper, who was a hardcore fan of Batman, couldn't help but look at him disdainfully. Didn't he know who was more childish and playful, Batman or her boss?
Unfortunately, Tony's attention was on the pager, and he didn't notice her expression at all.
In fact, Tony really didn't want to play now.
Previously, he had played himself into the hands of the terrorists and spent more than half a month in that dark and smelly cave.
Now, even if it meant having a hot bath every day, he would restrain himself.
Ten minutes later, Pepper left.
However, she felt a little helpless as she looked at Tony, who immediately went into the basement after returning to the house.
The company's stock price was plummeting, but as the culprit, the young master acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to play his own games every day. This was really a headache.
Sitting in the car with a new security guard, she saw the simple arc reactor that had been tossed aside. She picked it up and muttered, "It's not a good habit not to be nostalgic."
Come to think of it, she … seemed to have been working for him for several years.
It was better to turn the reactor into a souvenir and put it back in the villa. Pepper thought to herself.
…
Tony didn't know what his secretary was thinking. He was fiddling with the pager that Batman had given him.
In fact, this piece of equipment disguised as a watch was simple to the point of being crude.
From the software to the hardware, it didn't have any unnecessary features. Apart from being waterproof, heat-resistant, and anti-electromagnetic interference, it was essentially no different from the kind of distress device used by lonely old people.
As long as the button was pressed, or if it detected a major problem with the wearer's vital signs, it would automatically activate its location and send out a distress signal.
In this regard, it was similar to a child's safety watch phone.
Given Tony's skills, making the same piece of equipment was as difficult as folding a paper airplane.
What was truly brilliant was how secure the signal was.
After it was activated, it would send out a signal. A hidden program in a certain news website with a lot of traffic would automatically pop up an inconspicuous bat pattern at the corner of all its pages.
This way, apart from Batman, who had agreed to see it, it would be useless even if anyone else saw it.
Secondly, nobody would be able to trace the data of this portal, which had a large number of IP addresses entering it all the time, because everyone who entered the website would see the bat mark.
That way, Batman would only need to open the website and activate a simple identification program that would automatically send a notification when it found the bat mark.
The technology behind this thing was really mediocre, and the program wasn't brilliant, but it could indeed achieve complete confidentiality.
"You're really watertight." Tony had to give it up.
Was there a need to be so exaggerated about sending a message? Did you really think anyone would track down your IP address?
He curled his lip and suddenly shouted in frustration, "Why are you being so mysterious? You made me want to investigate you again. "
After a thorough inspection of the hardware and software, he confirmed that there was nothing fishy about this thing.
Although he despised Batman, he still valued this thing very much.
This was the only thing in the world that could summon Batman with a 100% success rate.
Even if it was only once, it was enough for him to keep it.
Thus, he put on the wristwatch-like pager and murmured, "It's black again. Thankfully, it's not as ugly as your armor."
…
On the other side, Luke was still unhurried as he did his own thing.
It had been a week since Tony released the "great news," and it was already early October.
Dustin and Elsa had officially resigned from the Westside Police Department two days ago, and immediately went to New York to take up their posts. They were the first two to be transferred.
Luke could have gone with them, but he chose to take a few more days off.
Dustin and Elsa didn't find it strange.
Considering the number of suspects that Luke had killed, he should have taken a few months off a long time ago.
This long break wasn't a punishment, but a break that was specially given to the officers who fired the shots to adjust their mentality and avoid any psychological problems.
Luke had never taken this break, and it was all thanks to Dustin and Elsa. Both of them felt that Luke hadn't taken a break because he wanted to share their burdens.
He had already resigned from LAPD and wasn't receiving any salary from the police department; there was indeed no rush for him to take a break on his personal time.
Luke was reluctant to leave Los Angeles because Stark Industries' share price had been dropping by 5% every day for the last week.
Today, the overall share price had dropped by more than 40%, but it showed no signs of stopping.
Apart from the willful and conceited Tony, nobody could take such a terrifying loss.
The day before yesterday, Obadiah had also announced that Tony Stark needed to rest because of his poor health, and had been relieved of all his duties at Stark Industries. But Stark Industries was still stable, so there was no need to worry.
When Luke saw the news, he couldn't help but murmur, "Is it coming?"
By doing this, Obadiah was preparing to kick Tony out of the game.
The share price continued to plummet. The bald bigshot had to kill Tony as soon as possible before the tycoon wasted his money again.
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