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Chapter 327 We Join Forces (Please vote before the end of the month, friends!)
"This morning, a gun shop reported to the police that someone had robbed the store of its guns. The Central City Police Department immediately dispatched officers and arrived at the scene as soon as possible."

“Elizabeth, there’s nothing interesting in this news,” Denton suddenly said. “I’ll change the channel for you.”

"Huh? But I'd really like to check the news."

While protesting, Elizabeth secretly slipped the remote control into her bed.

Denton's lips twitched. At this moment, Elizabeth's antics made him want to laugh, but watching the television, he also felt like crying.

The news anchor couldn't see the couple's interaction; he continued reading his script calmly.

"After investigation, the owner finally admitted that the incident was his fault. He mistook a customer for a robber because the customer looked too fierce. The police report was a false alarm, and the police did not find any signs of a gunfight or brawl in the store."

"Currently, the shop owner has been fined $5,000. The Central City Police Department would like to remind everyone that reporting a crime is a serious matter. Please do not make false reports out of pranks or curiosity. If the situation is serious, the person making the report will face a huge fine, and in serious cases, criminal penalties."

"Let's look at the next news item."

Elizabeth glanced at Denton beside her. He was staring at the television screen, his face showing a mixture of confusion, bewilderment, and surprise.

“Mr. Denton, don’t get too engrossed in it.” She couldn’t help but laugh. “You just said you were bored.”

Denton didn't know how to answer; he was filled with doubts.

"Why didn't the shop owner tell the police the truth? Instead, he paid a $5,000 fine. Didn't he want to recover his losses?"

"Afraid of retaliation? Or has someone silenced him?"

He was completely baffled, but at the same time he felt relieved, at least Elizabeth wouldn't find out about his crime.

The feeling of doubt lingered, but Denton couldn't figure out the answer. He decided to ask the gun shop owner after he finished what he needed to do.

“Elizabeth,” he said, “I have to go in a little while.”

“That’s more like it.” Elizabeth reached out her hand: “Give me a hug before I leave.”

"Wait a while before you leave."

"Can't I hug you now?"

"Yes, yes."

After the embrace, Denton's gaze lingered on his wife's face for a moment, and he noticed something strange.

"Elizabeth, does your complexion look better?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

"Oh, what a mushy couple."

Ma Zhaodi closed his phone and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "I shouldn't have watched their interaction. If I had watched any longer, they would have started talking."

"Boss, where are we going now, meow?" the silly cat asked.

“Let’s get this straight first,” Ma Zhaodi replied. “I already checked upstairs. Alcohol can only significantly alleviate Elizabeth’s condition; she won’t die for now—but neither the items to remove abnormal statuses nor the system’s life restoration can permanently cure her illness.” “This kind of congenital, innate, genetically-induced disease seems to be considered part of their original life form—the same was true for the Mr. Freeze, the Crocodile Man, and Solomon. They could only be treated temporarily, not completely cured.”

"Boss, what do we do now, meow?"

"She needs a heart transplant."

At this point, Ma Zhaodi patted the motorcycle: "Three-wheeled vehicle, tell me about Denton's research."

"Danton Black, a genius in biology and medicine, met his wife after completing his doctorate early and then began his research work in the medical department of Steiger Industries."

"His leading project is cell cloning and organ transplantation, which has great prospects and is progressing smoothly. He has worked day and night in the laboratory to overcome almost all the difficulties one by one with his team."

“The answer is right there in the riddle.” Ma Zhaodi sighed. “That’s why his mental state was so unstable before, that’s why he said things like ‘Only I can save Elizabeth,’ and that’s why he said he could see me on TV or in the newspaper.”

He picked up his phone and clicked on the link he had seen that morning; the headline of the news article he had seen earlier was so eye-catching.

The Simon Steiger Central City Annual Contribution Award Ceremony is about to be held.

"Now, everyone knows that Simon Steiger, the 'genius scientist' and 'genius entrepreneur,' completed this research, and nobody knows the name of Denton Black, the humble researcher."

“Danton Black was dismissed by Steiger Industries last month, and the patents and intellectual property rights related to human cell cloning and organ transplantation have been registered and now belong entirely to Simon Steiger.”

"So things are quite simple here," Ma Zhaodi concluded. "Danton originally wanted to use it to save his wife after completing his research, but Simon Steiger stole his work and kicked him out of the company."

"My only question is, does he really not understand how much a genius can help a company? Or is it simply short-sightedness and greed?"

The three-wheeled vehicle immediately responded: "Checking in progress - Check complete. Simon Steiger, owner of Steiger Industries. According to his personal electronic file, this big boss has been involved in more than two hundred lawsuits to date, most of which are related to property rights and patent copyright issues. Almost all of the plaintiffs have worked at Steiger Industries."

"Holy crap, it seems to be just plain stupid and wicked—how has this thing even survived to this day?"

"Because Steiger Industries has a strong legal team and ample funds, it lost most of these cases. The patents brought Steiger Industries billions of dollars in profits. In one of Simon's most recent cases, the plaintiff was Denton Black."

"According to surveillance footage, the last person Blake experimented on before leaving his job was himself."

“Classic.” Ma Zhaodi commented, “Both the man-bat and Mr. Freeze are examples of this: scientist experiment—accident—mutation—becoming a villain; I suspect that comic book editorial departments have now developed some kind of path dependency.”

"Old Ma, you need to make a decision quickly, we don't have much time left."

“I know what you mean. By this afternoon, Denton will most likely go after Steiger.” Ma Zhaodi thought for a moment: “Stiger deserves to die, but we can’t let Denton do it, or Elizabeth will be left a widow.”

"You want to do it yourself?"

"We'll talk about that later—can you find any evidence about the Denton case online?"

"The evidence is easy to find, but Denton probably won't win this case."

"Who told him to go and fight alone?" Ma Zhaodi said, "Let's look for loopholes and evidence in Steiger's past infringement cases."

"We unite."

(End of this chapter)