Not to mention how expensive a mushroom bomb was; maintenance alone cost a huge sum every year.
The Old Russians were splitting up next month. Although quite a few had flowed into the black market, even with its connections, the Wayne family did not have the capital to get hold of one.
Vincent had always thought the most they could manage was Katyushas. Even something more outrageous would only be an Su-27.
Even then, that was only barely within reach after the old man sold several buildings on Oxford Street.
After giving it some serious thought, he kept feeling that something was off.
For that era, any young person who could go to Britain's colonies to make money could not possibly be simple.
"I hope my premonition is wrong..."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I'm just worried you'll get set up."
Having skillfully changed the subject, Vincent had already decided to make a trip to Surrey during the summer break.
Besides letting Gu Gu see the world, he needed to probe the old man's background.
Snape left the Bat Cave and arrived at the Headmaster's Office after dinner.
"Severus, do you know what happened this afternoon?"
"No."
Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand lightly, his face full of regret.
As though unrolling a translucent painting, the air displayed the staircase between the third and fourth floors from that afternoon.
"When did you start monitoring the entire castle?"
"After Halloween.
I only discovered it by chance, Severus."
Snape neither agreed nor disagreed, merely looking at the hazy, silent image.
"What do you think?"
"Full of brutality. He doesn't resemble a wizard at all."
"Do you really think so?" Dumbledore dispelled the magic. "He used the narrow stairwell and flexibly applied combat techniques and Transfiguration.
But I'm more worried about the