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Chapter 4; Midtown High School, Academy Technology Exhibition

The motorcycle gang and the Mexican-Irish group were quite well-known in Hell's Kitchen, so the fact that they were sued for something they shouldn't have attracted a lot of attention.

However, the result was obvious: the group of people who were sued paid some money to exploit a loophole in the law and were released.

And now...

Matt, facing Frank who was carrying a weapons case, clearly understood what was going on.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort her. As a lawyer himself, he could better understand the feelings of the parties involved in this case.

"I'll be going now if there's nothing else." Frank had no intention of asking for help; instead, he was going to personally kill all his enemies.

Matt didn't stop him. As the other person passed by, he suddenly said, "Perhaps you can wait a bit. I can recommend a law firm for you to appeal again."

"Thank you, but no thanks." Frank paused for a moment, then left the modification shop without hesitation.

After the other person left, Matt looked at Merlin in front of him.

"What did he just buy?"

"Client privacy, no comment." Merlin shrugged, then turned and walked towards the workshop.

"Is there anything I can help you with? I'm closing up shop."

Upon hearing this, Matt didn't press further but instead inquired about the important matter at hand.

"I heard you've developed some new products. I've come to see if there's anything I can afford."

After the vigilantes made it, he really wanted to buy it, but unfortunately he was short of money and couldn't even keep his law firm afloat.

Therefore, he often visits the modification shop, but rarely buys anything.

Merlin rolled his eyes in exasperation. This guy often came to the store and chanted like a mantra, saying that he should get on the right path, become a partner of superheroes, and protect the peace of the city together.

To put it bluntly, they just want to get something for free.

However, Merlin didn't pay much attention to the fact that the other party had helped him deal with many troublemakers.

"...There is a newly developed gun that costs three thousand dollars."

"Guns? I don't use those things." Matt waved his cane.

"If you could lower the price of that Batmobile in your garage, I'd be willing to buy one." To be honest, he'd been longing for the Vigilante ever since he touched it. But the price tag of tens of millions still made him hesitate.

"Don't even think about it. Even if I gave you a 50% discount, you still couldn't afford it," Merlin said bluntly, but he quickly changed his tone.

"But if you really want to buy it, I can give you a way."

"What connections?"

"Let's talk about it when I get the invitation on Saturday. Don't you really need my newly developed gun?" Merlin thought for a moment but couldn't explain it clearly, so he changed the subject.

"You can't keep people in suspense like that."

"It's an electromagnetic pulse transmitter, capable of destroying almost any electronic device."

Matt: "…………"

"I really need it!"

An electromagnetic pulse transmitter is perfectly suited for infiltrating and striking criminals.

…………

"I plan to exhibit this at the technology expo after the start of the semester. If we can collaborate with a technology company, pulse bullets should be much cheaper then," Merlin said casually, handing him a compact pulse launcher.

"It might be the end of the year before they start producing and selling it." Matt took the electromagnetic pulse transmitter, which looked like a signal flare, and carefully stroked it.

"These are bullets, six in total, enough for you for a week."

Finally, Matt, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, took out three thousand dollars and handed it to Merlin.

Although he ran a law firm, the cases he took on didn't make him much money, and three thousand US dollars was still a considerable sum for him.

"Welcome back next time!" Merlin, ignoring the other man's reluctant expression, snatched the beautiful knife from his hand, waved, and laughed.

"You're such a shrewd businessman. You have to keep that Batmobile for me." Matt didn't linger. He was going to fight criminals tonight and wanted to follow Frank to see if he could help.

After Matt left, Merlin finally closed the shop and rode his Ducati home.

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The following day, in Queens, at Midtown High School.

September has arrived, and the hot weather is gradually becoming muggy, making people feel slightly irritable when walking on the street.

However, none of this affected the students at Midtown High School. Tonight, they were only focused on one thing: the long-awaited college technology exhibition.

Before the holiday, the school assigned some homework to the newly promoted graduating classes, which was to hold a science exhibition at the start of the semester, entirely on a voluntary basis.

Even so, many students formed teams and began registering.

Unlike the graduation ball, this back-to-school technology fair is crucial to their chances of getting into a better university. If their technology exhibits are outstanding, even if their grades aren't great, they might get a recommendation and be specially admitted by some universities.

Therefore, the college's science and technology exhibition area was exceptionally lively tonight, with many teams bringing their inventions and research to the exhibition area for display.

In the science and technology exhibition area, in addition to teachers, there are also many agents from technology companies. If you are lucky, you may also discover some interesting inventions.

The boundless imagination of student days is something that adults often lack.

Gwen, with her short blond hair, kept tiptoeing around in the crowd at the exhibition area, seemingly searching for something.

Soon, her eyes lit up and fixed on a boy talking to a girl wearing glasses at a booth not far away.

"Merlin!" Gwen waved and called out in surprise, then quickly made her way through the crowd to the booth.

Today, Merlin's demeanor is quite different from when he was at the modification shop. His eyes are lively, and he seems to be full of curiosity about everything, giving people a sense of harmlessness.

"Gwen! I thought you went to band practice today." Merlin was somewhat surprised to see the visitor.

"I'm just curious what strange thing you've made this time that you dare to bring it to the Academy's technology expo." Gwen tilted her head, then curiously approached the booth behind Merlin and looked at the exhibits through the glass.

"A gun?... Hmm... It looks more like a flare gun." She guessed, looking at its somewhat bulky appearance.

"This is an electromagnetic pulse transmitter, used against electronic devices." Merlin pointed to the instructions on the glass. "It's all written there, so there's no need to guess."

Gwen's eyes moved up to the instruction manual, and she grinned awkwardly.

"All right……"

She looked up at the girl who had just been talking to Merlin.

"she is?"

"Hannah Musk, we just met too," Merlin introduced her.

"Hello, Gwen," Hannah greeted in a quiet tone.

(End of this chapter)