"Most people mess up something good by looking for something better, just to end up with something worse"
- Unknown
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'Why does it feel like there's no one here?'
While crawling through the ventilation shaft, Dean looked around through the openings.
Even though it was late at night, there should still be FBI guards on duty. But an organization like this wouldn't exist without night-shift personnel.
But for some reason, when Dean first came in, he could see a lot of agents.
Now, they were suddenly gone.
It was as if they had all left suddenly for some reason.
'Could it be that something big happened in Gotham and GCPD requested assistance from the FBI?'
Dean wondered to himself.
'Well, whatever the reason, it's a good thing for me right now.'
He pushed those thoughts aside and sped up his crawl.
Soon, Dean arrived at a hallway, and at the end was a room with the words "Data Room" written on it.
What's intriguing is that there was a removable blind on the ventilation duct that faced directly toward the hallway.
'This blind seems like it's deliberately placed here...'
Dean thought suspiciously as he carefully inspected it for any hidden trap.
'Getting here through the ventilation duct was too easy. I didn't even encounter any path on the way, and I'm already at the door of the data room.'
It was as if this ventilation duct was there specifically to allow someone to enter the records room.
Something was definitely not right here.
The FBI couldn't be so careless. Could this place be a trap designed to mislead others and the entire duct and data room be fake?
Or...
Dean remembered that Wayne Enterprises had been involved in the construction of the branch office and thought about the unusually large size of the ducts.
'Could this ventilation duct be designed for Batman?'
For some reason, Dean felt that this absurd idea might actually be true.
'Now that I think about it, Wayne Enterprises built a lot of buildings in Gotham. The vents in most newer buildings are bigger, but the vents in many older buildings are just the right size for people to fit through.'
Dean chuckled in his mind.
'Who would've thought that even Batman would break the rules and build something like this? Well, he probably didn't expect this design to benefit me too.'
He carefully dismantled the blinds and took out the Surveillance System Jammer.
This technology may be small, but it has been one of the most useful that has kept Dean undetected.
In DC Earth, surveillance technology is much more advanced than it was in Dean's previous world, but it doesn't work against technology from aliens.
Everyone might think that Batman has a lot of alien technology, but those are actually his own inventions.
There are a lot of raw materials that can't be found on Earth or that can't be manufactured even if they were.
If it weren't for the Justice League giving Batman rare materials from the universe, his technology would be useless on its own.
In other words, while Batman has surveillance methods beyond Earth's technology, they couldn't cover all of Gotham.
Dean relies on the mini jammer, which basically allows him to ignore all surveillance.
Even if he were to be detected by one or two alien surveillance technologies, the resulting blurry footage would make it impossible to reveal Dean's flaws.
Hmm...
Looking at the empty hallway, with the door to the opposite data room right in front of him, it felt like a stranger walking in and inviting him to come in.
Perhaps this would be a wonderful encounter, or perhaps it would be a hidden disaster.
Dean didn't carelessly walk over but instead took out a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on.
In an instant, there were a lot of red beams spread out in different spots along the hallway, making it look like a spider's web.
Moreover, many of these beams were moving strangely, and Dean couldn't determine a pattern even after observing for a few seconds.
"Infrared alarm system, a bit old-fashioned but still effective."
Dean slightly flexed his joints, and his gaze instantly became serious.
The fixed infrared beams posed no threat to him, but the ones moving strangely were different.
These infrared beams moved quickly, and there were many of them that were extremely dense. It would be nearly impossible to break through this defense with just a rough glance.
Dean wasn't sure if he could pass through several critical points.
As the infrared beams moved, the positions and numbers of these key areas would also change, which could become easier or become a dead end.
Describing this tool as "constantly changing" wouldn't be an exaggeration.
It seems that Batman doesn't really want the FBI's data room to become a public bus for everyone to board.
Who else could come up with such a twisted infrared design besides Batman?
To be honest, if it were Dean from a month ago, he probably wouldn't dare challenge this infrared device so casually.
But now, Dean has enough confidence to overcome this obstacle.
Well, Dean's quick reflexes can't be activated anytime and anywhere, but they automatically activate when necessary.
This is a great feature because when Dean needs to activate his superhuman reflexes, it's very likely that he won't have time to react and activate them himself.
After taking a deep breath and adjusting his clothes to fit him better, Dean rushed into the infrared spider web with all his speed.
Dean's agile figure turned and ran skillfully between the gaps in the infrared beams. His body's flexibility is almost better than that of the top gymnasts in the world.
He can bend his body at incredible angles and pass through extremely narrow gaps.
At this moment, Dean stretched his back, put his face up in an arch, and then turned around, carefully letting his legs go through the seven infrared blocks.
Suddenly, Dean's hair stood on end, and his pupils shrank.
At this moment, he felt like time had slowed down, and everything around him became incredibly slow.
With a quick glance, he saw an infrared beam moving toward him from the side.
In Dean's eyes, its movement speed was incredibly slow, including every nearby infrared beam.
Their trajectories were all within Dean's observation.
At this moment, Dean bent his arms slightly and suddenly pushed his body upward from the ground.
In mid-air, he tucked his legs and somersaulted backward cautiously.
He didn't move at all, and his body slipped out of the way of all the infrared beams, landing in a safe spot.
He repeated this several times until Dean finally reached the door of the data room.
By this time, Dean's forehead was covered in a thick layer of sweat.
This infrared hall was only a little over ten meters long, but it had consumed a lot of Dean's energy to get through.
This is the only side effect of his Superhuman Reflexes talent. It requires physical energy before Dean's own reaction speed fully develops.
However, this side effect wasn't particularly serious, and Dean could easily solve it with the System Mall.
Dean spent fifty amazement points to buy a bottle of stamina recovery potion, drank it all up, and quickly returned to normal.
"Now, I can finally see your secret, Cassandra..."
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