Thinking of this, Colen made up his mind: he would check all the surveillance cameras and make sure to save all the footage of Batman.
These are all precious first-hand information, priceless.
With many weights in his hands and a highly excited spirit, Colen showed all the risks of being a top talk show host.
Every question and every interlude is concise and humorous, but as much time as possible is given to Batman.
Colen knew what was going on.
In the five-minute interview, excluding the time "wasted" by him and Sheila, the real guest, Batman could still speak for about three minutes and ten seconds to forty seconds.
This is enough!
He will become the first host in the world to interview Batman!
He will also be the first host in the world to interview the first superhero!
After Luke answered one of Colen's questions, he suddenly raised his hand to signal a stop: "Five minutes and thirty seconds. The extra thirty seconds is a gift."
After saying that, he stepped down from the live broadcast stage.
Colen was stunned and speechless: It turned out that Batman's calculations were more accurate than his. It was a waste of time for him to think he had gotten a great advantage just now.
"Wait!" someone said.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at her.
Sheila didn't care about the gazes of the crowd. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "I wrote a new song about you. Can I publish it?"
Luke twisted around and bowed slightly: "My pleasure!"
As he spoke, he pinched the rope dart on the door handle and gave it a slight shake. The rope dart loosened and slid down like a living thing and returned to his hand.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, and the two security guards who were outside the gate rushed in several meters, rolling on the ground, and climbed up in a daze.
As the door opened, more than a dozen security guards rushed in.
Luke turned his head and glanced at Professor Lawrence: "I won't send you back. Anyway, you will be taken away by the relevant department soon."
LAWRENCE: ...Thank you so much.
More than a dozen security guards were silent and looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.
This is Batman! The absolute superhero in the hearts of the people of Los Angeles! The black-winged angel who saved hundreds of people in one night.
As Luke stepped out of the live broadcast room, many pairs of eyes that were spying on the place outside suddenly widened and exclamations rang out one after another.
"Oh my God, I must be dreaming!"
"Batman!"
"It's Batman!"
"Mom, I saw Batman." A little girl of five or six years old looked at him blankly and murmured. A lollipop covered with saliva fell from her pink little mouth.
Luke happened to walk past her, and with his big hand he thrust the fallen lollipop back into her little mouth.
He smiled and touched her little head with his huge hand: "Yes, you saw me!" Then he disappeared into the passage.
Kelun's eyes were glowing red: "Unit 1, Unit 1, did you take the picture? Did you take the picture?"
A photographer was also trembling all over: "Take it, take it!"
Coren: "Units 2 and 3, hurry up and catch up. Batman didn't stop us, so he allowed us to shoot."
Luke had a keen hearing and easily picked up these words from the electronic radio headset. The corner of his mouth twitched: This guy, it's true that he can become the top talk show host in the United States!
With such shamelessness, such reaction, and such fearlessness, he deserves to be the top host.
Luke was indeed not afraid of them filming him, as this was not the first time Batman had appeared on TV.
The paparazzi didn't help him, they just kept chasing him and taking pictures, and even forced him to run into a sewer.
Ignoring the photographers and a large number of onlookers following behind him, he walked onto the rooftop, ran a few steps faster, and then jumped out from the roof.
In the night sky, his figure drew a half circle in the air and quickly flew towards the west.
Kelun: "Did you take any photos? Did you take photos of Units 2 and 3 when they took off?"
"It was filmed, nothing was missed!"
"I took a picture of it too, no problem."
"Camera No. 1 has also taken pictures. Boss, we are going to be rich!" said the dedicated Photographer No. 1 breathlessly.
He followed us carrying a camera, which was the most advanced and had the best photography skills.
He was convinced that the video materials he had were absolutely the best.
This world always reserves some opportunities for those who are prepared and willing to work hard!
"Yes!" Colen clenched his fist and growled.
"Koren, what are you doing?" An old roar sounded at the rooftop door.
Kelun turned around with a smile on his face: "Boss, you don't know what I photographed!"
A white-haired old man's face flushed, and he continued to shout: "Yes, I don't know if you took the wrong medicine. Do you know how many calls I received? The CIA, FBI, and the Department of Homeland Security all wanted me to hand you over to them..."
Colen walked over quickly, hugged the old man, and gave him a hard smack on the face: "Boss, what they want is the video in our hands! Batman's video! Not me."
The old man who was wiping his face with disgust was stunned: "Batman video? New?"
Coren: "Brand new, less than half an hour old, and it's his interview tape! I finished interviewing Batman, got it?"
The old man's face changed. "Let's talk in my office. Well, you will go back to your respective work positions. What happened just now... is not allowed to be told to anyone before the show airs."
Everyone responded in unison, but they knew in their hearts that what the boss meant was that the matter could be discussed internally.
Everyone looked at each other and walked back quickly.
Everything that happened just now was too bizarre. At this moment, they all have a lot to say to someone, and friends who have had the same experience are the best choice.
Luke, who was gliding in the night sky, suddenly looked up into the distance. The sound of a helicopter he vaguely heard informed him that someone was watching him in the air.
He laughed: "What cunning fellows you are! Do you want to know my true identity? Come on."
After flying more than ten kilometers to the west, Luke dived into the deep sea.
The Batsuit has its own oxygen supply system, so he doesn't need to surface to breathe.
His superhuman strength and agility allowed him to move easily in the water and he quickly dived into the deep sea.
On two helicopters in the air, Flagg listened to his men's reports: "Captain, he has entered the deep sea area. Our equipment can no longer detect his trace. We have lost him."
Flag thought for a moment and ordered, "Continue to search for his traces within a five-kilometer radius. Pay attention to the movements on the shore. If there is no result after an hour, we will call it a day."
While the two helicopters were circling in the sky, Luke had already landed on Malibu Beach 20 kilometers away. The Batman armor on his body had long disappeared, replaced by an ordinary diving suit.
After changing out of his diving suit, he jogged along the beach for a while, entered a nearby woods, drove a small motorcycle out of it, and drove leisurely towards Los Angeles.