Barry Confirmed

"Barry, what is it? Have you figured anything out?" Al Swan's sharp eyes stared intently at Barry.

Barry's rich expressions and changing facial features all spoke of him knowing something.

"No, nothing. I'm just wondering why he'd have opening music?" Barry's eyes were distant, and he forced out the words with a strained expression, his mind a complete mess.

Is that Alex?

Looking at the agile movements and skill, based on Barry's understanding of Alex, it really could be Alex.

Barry had once seen Alex punch through a wall with a single blow and run up several stories to a rooftop in two or three strides. He didn't know what kind of Qigong or Chinese martial arts technique it was, but it had greatly shocked Barry at the time.

Human flesh can be that powerful?

In comparison, the blurry black figure in the video was just a nimble, skilled individual with deadly throwing knives and a 100% accurate shooting. It felt less shocking than when Barry had seen Alex punch through a wall before.

But Barry believed Alex could also become a hero who was nimble, skilled with throwing knives, and 100% accurate with his shooting. It wouldn't be difficult; Barry believed Alex had sufficient ability.

In a daze, Barry's heart suddenly began to beat again. A surge of hot blood rushed wildly from his heart to his limbs, and the blood in his veins felt like it was burning. His heart was pounding, filled with longing.

Alex became a hero!

His friend is a hero!

Alex had done something so significant for justice, eradicating evil, and it made Barry incredibly excited. He secretly cheered for Alex.

Thoughts flashed through Barry's mind. His eyes, which had begun to stir with excitement, inadvertently swept over the scene. He saw dead bodies with severed limbs, or heads blown apart with brains splattered everywhere, or bodies with throwing knives lodged in their throats, a bloody scene. Suddenly, it was as if ice-cold water had been poured over him from head to toe, drenching him completely. His momentarily fiery heart froze instantly.

How many people did Alex kill?

Al Swan stared deeply at Barry, watching his extremely expressive eyes shift from contemplation... suspicion... heat... to a sharp intake of breath with constricted pupils.

Al Swan had dealt with many criminals trying to conceal things, and even their acting skills surpassed Barry's. Barry's expression, the language of his eyes, his stiffening body, and the unnatural movement of his hands, wanting to clench into fists then trembling, all fully proved that Barry knew something, or had seen something in the evidence.

"Barry, what do you know?" Al Swan closed his laptop and stared at Barry, his eyes carrying pressure, his voice unconsciously taking on the stern tone of questioning a criminal.

Barry shook his head, his eyes filled with unease, unable to meet Al Swan's gaze directly. He turned away, avoiding Al Swan's eyes, and continued to collect evidence at the scene, though his mind was no longer focused.

Al Swan's sharp eyes cast a somber, deep gaze at Barry's retreating back before turning to leave.

Barry breathed a sigh of relief. Al Swan's gaze felt substantial, like thorns on his back, putting immense pressure on him. Especially since Barry was hiding something, it only increased his psychological burden.

Barry was fortunate that Al Swan didn't press him further. His thoughts then turned back to Alex.

He wasn't sure if his guess was correct, and he was extremely anxious. He longed for this superhero to be Alex, yet he was also subtly worried, not wanting Alex to be someone so cruel, who had taken so many lives.

He was happy for Alex's righteous actions, but also worried about Alex killing so many people. He was caught in a conflict between two extremes.

Barry continued to collect evidence at the crime scene until evening. After sunset, Barry finally completed his task for the day.

He didn't feel relieved; instead, his anxiety intensified, and he wanted to call Alex directly to ask if it was him.

But Barry knew Alex's personality. Without any evidence, Alex wouldn't admit it and might become even more cautious in the future, hiding his superhero identity without a trace, making it impossible for anyone to find him.

Of course, in the end, Alex might just punch him again, send him flying, and he'd have to scramble to his feet from the ground.

Barry knew Alex had a wide circle of friends. As far as he knew, Alex had many close female friends and admirers from college. Barry and Alex also had many mutual friends.

But in the lower city, Barry only knew one person: Jack.

Jack was also his high school classmate. He had followed Alex since high school, seemingly acting as a subordinate. Later, he didn't go to college and returned to the lower city, reportedly getting involved in gangs.

Jack was Alex's subordinate, so he should at least have some clues.

He should be able to find some clues from Jack.

Barry thought to himself and directly dialed Jack's number. Fortunately, Jack hadn't changed his number.

"Yo yo yo yo, this is Jack, the singing god of the lower city... god god god..."

Barry felt a slight relief. Jack was still as fond of his quirky hip-hop.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "Jack, it's Barry."

"Barry! Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Slowpoke Barry."

"Yeah. Alex asked me to help you out."

"So the boss wants you to join our big family! Help with what? I'll unify the lower city in a couple of days! Don't worry, it's safe and sound, yo... hello hello!"

Barry's heart skipped a beat. Jack unifying the lower city? What was going on? Wasn't he just involved in gangs? Wasn't he just a small gang member? How did he become a gang leader? Was Jack that formidable?

Barry's mind was filled with twenty thousand questions. He never knew Jack was so capable. After a few years apart, he had directly become the boss of the lower city gangs and was going to unify it!!

"That's right... that's right. The boss still won't admit it, but the superhero is him. The boss is really amazing, clearing out the Russian Gang with a loudspeaker! Barry, can you ask the boss to play the rap I wrote for him next time he appears? I guarantee it's good. I'll sing a few lines for you now... In my BGM, no one can defeat me... I am invincible, invincible..."

After getting the definite information from Jack, Barry numbly listened to Jack finish his messy rap. When he came back to his senses, he continued to guide Jack to talk about Alex. It was then that Barry learned that after high school, Jack had followed Alex's instructions and gone undercover, infiltrating the gangs in the lower city. Only after Alex graduated from college and entered the Central City Police Department a few weeks ago did Alex officially have Jack represent him in unifying the lower city.

When Barry received this information, his head was a mess. What Alex wanted to do seemed more complicated than him simply thinking Alex was becoming a superhero.

The chaotic thoughts left Barry unable to guess what his friend truly wanted to do.

How did his friend go from being a superhero to a mastermind behind the scenes?