Hawkman's estate was large, but there weren't many servants.
This was not only his residence but also his Base of operations as Hawkman.
Therefore, those who remained here were trusted subordinates, all aware of Carter's identity and willing to serve him.
"Hello, are you Ms. Amanda Waller?"
"Mr. Hall is waiting for you in the great hall. Please follow me."
After an old butler confirmed her identity, he bowed and invited her in, leading the way.
Soon, Amanda met the wealthy superhero in the great hall, and surprisingly, he was also a Black man.
"I heard you were looking for me, Amanda Waller from Checkmate."
"Yes, Mr. Hawkman."
Hawkman gestured to the butler, who discreetly withdrew.
"I've looked into you, Ms. Waller."
"Checkmate doesn't seem to have given you this authority. Are you here to see me in a private capacity?"
Carter turned and sat on the sofa, crossing his legs.
Amanda found a seat for herself and said unhurriedly:
"I know about you, Mr. Hawkman, and I know some things about your Justice Society."
"I'm here this time merely as an ordinary person hoping to get your help."
Carter thought for a moment, neither directly agreeing nor refusing.
"Before that, shouldn't you explain what happened?"
Amanda's heart swelled with joy; not outright refusing already indicated his attitude.
She quickly took out the documents and materials she had shown her superior earlier and handed them to Hawkman.
Carter was different from that good-for-nothing; he easily extracted useful information from these materials.
And this information made his expression solemn.
"Shouldn't you be submitting this intelligence to your superiors at Checkmate?"
"Please believe me, Mr. Hawkman, I tried."
"But that guy just kept staring at my chest and didn't react at all."
Hawkman seemed startled for a moment, then looked at her with some sympathy.
"I understand what you mean. I'll make time to check it out."
Although Carter seemed arrogant, he would not hesitate to help if he deemed it necessary.
Especially when facing supernatural forces.
Amanda had done her homework before coming, so Carter's decision was within her expectations.
But as an ambitious woman, Amanda tried to dig out more valuable information.
So she tentatively asked, "I heard you and Doctor Fate are very good partners..."
"Ms. Amanda Waller!" Carter sternly stopped her.
"The Doctor has nothing to do with the topic we are discussing!"
Amanda still seemed unwilling to give up, "I just think that if you both take action, this matter might be more assured."
"This is just an investigation, isn't it? Then I alone am enough."
After Hawkman finished speaking, he ignored Amanda's grim expression and walked straight out of the hall.
The butler walked in at this moment.
"Ms. Waller, do you need any service?"
"No need."
Amanda knew that Hawkman was giving her the boot, so she simply left without lingering.
After she left the manor, Hawkman entered his underground Base.
There, all the high-tech equipment was made using N Metal.
Due to its extremely superior properties in material science, Hawkman's technological level was even close to Umbrella's Kryptonian technology.
However, due to over-reliance on N Metal, his technology tree had a serious imbalance.
In the field of artificial intelligence, Hawkman's underground Base was not at a high level in this regard, at least far inferior to Cortana.
During this time, Dane often borrowed Jor-El's memory for research.
Now Cortana had evolved to the level of a sub-strong artificial intelligence.
This meant that all network firewalls on Earth were like paper in front of Cortana; she was the Kryptonian of the network, and she had no weaknesses.
Ever since Dane discovered that Amanda was trying to use the Justice Society to track down the South America incident, he had Cortana locate and track her phone.
During Amanda and Hawkman's conversation, Cortana even infiltrated Hawkman's manor's internal network using Wi-Fi.
So now, every move Hawkman made in the underground Base was practically seen by Dane.
Dane did not want him to go there so quickly.
Because he himself only later discovered that where the Witch and her brother were sealed, there was actually an unstable interdimensional entrance.
The Witch and her brother also came to this World through this entrance back then.
So he had reason to suspect that there were more Loki-like beings in that interdimensional space.
Although the Witch was a mass murderer, she was barely on the side of order.
After getting enough sacrifices, she could at least do some proper things and call herself a "God."
If some uninformed person messed around, and some other monstrous things came out, it might not be so easy to deal with.
Preventing interdimensional creatures from invading the Earth dimension was his duty as Shazam, and Dane certainly did not want Hawkman to intervene casually.
But he also had no intention of meeting Hawkman; Dane knew that Hawkman valued procedural justice more than other heroes.
Then he would just use the reason of procedural justice to stop him.
So when Hawkman, driving his aircraft, which was said to be made entirely of N Metal, even down to the screws, just entered South America's airspace, he was warned by the local government's fighter pilots.
"Unknown sequence aircraft, you have entered our country's airspace, please immediately state your identity!"
Hawkman inwardly cursed his bad luck; who would have thought that a South American forest would actually have air traffic control!
Carter Hall did not want to expose his true identity, nor did he want to fall out with the Military.
So his aircraft circled over South America for a while, and finally returned.
But he was not entirely doing useless work; the things N Metal could do were unimaginable to many.
Hawkman also had his own private satellites, which he used to compare the local energy peaks from the past few days.
He quickly found the locations where the incidents occurred; Dane, who was peeking at the screen, saw it clearly: those were the locations of their battles.
But that was all he could know.
Although Hawkman was related to mysterious forces, he himself was actually on the technology side and did not have deep research into magic.
"Perhaps I should ask Kent for help?"
This was also why he simply left.
On one hand, he did not want to fall out with the Military, and on the other hand, even if he stayed, he would not find out more.
"In the future, I must make my aircraft stealthy!" Carter thought bitterly.
As for why a region where only tribal people lived would have fighter jets and pilots, it was, of course, sponsored by Umbrella.
Weapons, such things, are always the best sincerity to open the door of a country that cannot produce them independently.
When Dane expressed to the local government that he needed a small favor, the Military readily agreed.
Dane tasted the sweetness of wielding official power, and he thought, should he not control a real country himself?
In the future, when the U.S. tried to cause trouble with official power, he could also use the same weapon to hit back.
Look at Aquaman; almost no official power bothers him.
Because behind him is a real national power, and it is a superpower whose technological level far exceeds that of land nations.
Organizations like Checkmate would try to avoid Aquaman to prevent diplomatic incidents.
The more Dane thought about it, the more he felt it was necessary, and he also thought of a country that was actually very suitable for him.
Kahndaq.
A small African country with eternal metal, and now it is controlled by the International Gang with strong Military force.
Neither Checkmate nor the Justice Society turned a blind eye to such political issues.
Oh? You said the Justice League couldn't interfere in politics either?
What does that have to do with me, Dane Davis? I'm just a businessman!
...Meanwhile, Batman finally found a clue about Constantine in London.
But he quickly found out that it wasn't that Constantine was no longer hiding from him, but because he was held up by something.
This day, on Constantine's inevitable path, Batman stopped him in a dark corner.
"When can we stop these games?"
"After all this chasing, you should know that I mean you no harm."
Constantine showed no unusual reaction to Batman's words, just silently smoking.
Batman noticed his low spirits, and a hint of surprise appeared on his masked face.
Based on his understanding of Constantine these past few days, he didn't seem like such a taciturn person.
"You're in trouble, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes, you're so smart, why don't you help me think of a solution too?"
It wasn't the first time Constantine and Batman had talked.
It was just that both were smart people and liked to test each other, so the matter of recruiting him into the Justice League had not made much progress.
But Batman was a control freak who liked to have everything in his hands; even if he couldn't recruit the other party into the JLA in the end, he had to make sure the other party was completely harmless.
But unfortunately, Constantine was a man of all vices.
After Batman learned about his glorious deeds, it was impossible for him to feel at ease.
What kind of person would even Hell demons consider a scumbag!