Midtown High School, Academy Science Exhibition

The Motorcycle Gang and that group of Mexican Irish had some reputation in Hell's Kitchen, so the fact that they were found with leverage and sued attracted a lot of attention.

However, the outcome was obvious. The group that was sued spent some money, exploited a loophole in the law, and were released.

And now...

Matt faced Frank, who had a weapon case on his back, and clearly understood something.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort him. He was a lawyer himself and could better understand the feelings of the parties involved in this case.

"I'll be leaving if there's nothing else," Frank had no intention of asking for help from the other party; he was going to personally take revenge on all his enemies.

Matt didn't stop him. As the other party passed by, he suddenly said, "Perhaps you could wait a moment. I can introduce you to a law firm, and we can appeal again."

"Thank you, but no need." Frank paused, then left the modification shop without hesitation.

After the other party left, Matt looked at Merlin in front of him.

"What did he just buy?"

"Client privacy, I cannot disclose," Merlin shrugged, then turned and walked towards the workshop.

"Is there something? I'm about to close."

Hearing this, Matt didn't press further and got straight to the point.

"I heard you've developed some new products. I'm here to see if there's anything I can afford."

After the Vigilante was made, he really wanted to buy it, but unfortunately, he was short on cash and couldn't even keep his law firm running.

Therefore, he often came to the modification shop but rarely bought anything.

Merlin rolled his eyes helplessly. This guy often came to the shop like he was chanting scriptures, talking about how he should walk the righteous path, become a partner to superheroes, and protect the peace of the city together.

To put it bluntly, he wanted freebies.

However, seeing how the other party had helped him deal with many troublemakers, Merlin didn't pay too much attention to it.

"...There's a newly developed gun, priced at three thousand dollars."

"A gun? I don't use those things." Matt swung his cane.

"If you could lower the price of that Batmobile in your garage, I'd be willing to buy one." To be honest, he had been thinking about that Vigilante ever since he touched it. But the price, tens of millions, made him hesitate.

"Don't even think about it. Even with a fifty percent discount, you still couldn't afford it," Merlin said bluntly, but quickly changed the subject.

"But if you really want to buy it, I can give you a lead."

"What lead?"

"I'll tell you when I get the invitation on Saturday. Do you really not need the gun I just developed?" Merlin thought he couldn't explain it clearly for a moment, so he changed the subject.

"It's not good to keep me in suspense like this."

"It's an Electromagnetic Pulse Emitter, capable of destroying almost all electronic devices."

Matt: "..."

"I really need it!"

The Electromagnetic Pulse Emitter would be perfect for stealth operations against criminals.

"I plan to exhibit this at the science fair after school starts. If there are any tech companies willing to cooperate, the Pulse Bullets should be much cheaper then." Merlin took out a compact pulse emitter and handed it to him, saying casually.

"It'll probably be the end of the year before they start mass production and sales." Matt took the Electromagnetic Pulse Emitter, which looked like a signal gun, and began to examine it carefully.

"These are the bullets, six in total, enough for you to use for a week."

In the end, Matt's mouth twitched slightly as he handed Merlin three thousand US dollars.

Although he ran a private investigation agency, the cases he took on didn't earn much money, so three thousand US dollars was still a significant amount for him.

"Welcome back next time!" Merlin snatched the US dollars from his hand, ignoring his reluctant expression, and waved goodbye with a smile.

"You really are a shrewd little merchant. You have to save that Batmobile for me." Matt didn't linger. He still had criminals to fight tonight and wanted to see if he could help Frank.

After Matt left, Merlin finally closed the door of his modification shop and rode his Ducati back home.

The next day, Midtown High School, Queens.

It was already September, and the scorching summer heat had gradually given way to a muggy warmth, making people feel a bit irritable as they walked down the street.

However, this had no impact on the students of Midtown High School. They were all focused on one thing tonight: the long-awaited school science fair.

Before the holiday, the school had assigned some homework to the graduating classes: a science exhibition at the start of the school year, participation being entirely voluntary.

Even so, many students had formed teams and signed up.

Unlike the prom, this science fair was crucial for their chances of getting into better universities. If their exhibits were outstanding, even if their grades weren't ideal, they might receive recommendations and be specially recruited by some universities.

Therefore, the school's science exhibition area was exceptionally lively tonight, with many teams bringing their inventions and research to display.

In the exhibition area, besides teachers, there were also many agents from technology companies. If they were lucky, they might discover some interesting inventions.

The wild imagination of students was something these adults often lacked.

Gwen, with her short blonde hair, kept standing on tiptoe in the exhibition area, looking around as if searching for something.

Soon, her eyes lit up, and she fixed on a young man standing by a booth not far away, who was talking to a girl wearing glasses.

"Merlin!" Gwen called out in surprise, waving her hand, then quickly moved through the crowd to the booth.

Merlin today had a very different aura from his usual demeanor at the modification shop. His eyes were bright and alert, as if filled with curiosity for everything, giving him an air of harmlessness.

"Gwen! I thought you were going to band practice today," Merlin said, looking a bit surprised to see her.

"I was just curious about what strange thing you'd made this time to dare bring it to the academy's science exhibition." Gwen tilted her head, then curiously leaned closer to the booth behind Merlin, peering through the glass to get a clear look at the exhibit.

"A gun?... Hmm... it looks more like a flare gun." She guessed, looking at its somewhat bulky appearance.

"This is an Electromagnetic Pulse Emitter, designed for electronic devices." Merlin, standing beside her, pointed to the explanation attached to the glass. "It says everything there, so no need to guess wildly."

Gwen's eyes moved up, and she looked at the instruction manual. She gave an awkward grin.

"Okay..."

She looked up and then at the girl who had just been talking to Merlin.

"And who is she?"

"Hannah Musk. We just met too," Merlin introduced her.

"Hello, Gwen," Hannah greeted her softly.