After Superman left, someone else entered the interrogation room.
It wasn't a police officer, but Dr. Reed, his face covered in bruises from his beating.
He had come to say goodbye, but having learned his lesson last time, he wisely stood in the corner, keeping his distance from Will.
"Released without charges?" Qin Wei spoke first.
"Bail. If evidence later proves that I participated in criminal activities, I'll still be summoned for questioning."
"But does that evidence actually exist?"
"No, so I'm most likely free." Dr. Reed touched his shirt cuff and turned his gaze toward Will's face. "Don't look at me like you want to eat me alive. There's no longer any direct conflict between us.
"What I said to you earlier was just showing off. After all, I never beat you at anything when we were kids."
"What does that mean? You're bowing your head to me?" Qin Wei curled his lips and studied Reed with interest.
"Do I need to bow to someone who's about to be sentenced to life imprisonment? Though I doubt prison can hold you." Seeing Will rein in his hostility, Reed finally stepped out of the corner, dragged over an iron chair with a squeak, and sat opposite him.
"I just wanted to remind you that you won't be my target anymore. If you're lucky enough to return to Gotham, let's get along."
"Oh? How exactly would we get along? Let's hear it."
Qin Wei stretched out his cuffed hands and rested them on the table.
"It's simple. Once the aftermath of the riots subsides, I'll gather the Court's investors again under a new identity and acquire every company that went bankrupt during this period. Of course, Wayne Enterprises will be the biggest prize.
"After this incident, I believe Wayne Enterprises' image among