The nights on the West Coast are hazy and dreamy. Different from the busy and fast pace of the East Coast, the dim sunset disappears among the hazy and delicate branches of the trees. The light and shadow of the steel jungle are stretched at an extremely fast speed. Under the light of the bar, the sound of the wine glass The shadow is as long as an intercontinental railroad track.
When Lucifer put down the wine glass with his slender hand, there was some anger. Lucifer put down the phone with his other hand. He frowned deeply, picked up the wine glass again, and drank the remaining wine. And done.
"What's wrong with Schiller?" He said with some confusion: "He's confused, and he hung up on me suddenly..."
Lucifer leaned against the bar counter and tapped the countertop with his fingers. He raised his head as if looking at something that didn't exist in the sky. After a few seconds, his eyes slowly widened.
"What's going on?!" The surprise in Lucifer's tone became even stronger.
"How could Schiller still... Oh, wait, what's going on? Good guy, it turns out that day was just the beginning. Are the two of them sick? How could..."
"Oh my God! Batman! What have you done? You screwed up Schiller's exam and actually sent him to prison? You've gone too far!"
"Hey, wait, so Schiller's other personality did it?"
"Oh, so Batman guessed it... Right, Schiller used to tell me that communication is the best way to solve problems. "Wait a minute, why was Schiller sent back again? What on earth did Batman do? What are you doing···..·"
The expression on Lucifer's face changed several times, but in the end it still stayed on deep doubt.
In fact, I don’t blame Lucifer. It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to understand the series of operations between Schiller and Batman.
In fact, Lucifer is not a very controlling person, and he does not recognize many friends. He does his best to solve the problems of his friends, but does not interfere with his friends' own opinions, and does not do too much persuasion. .
Generally speaking, as long as a friend does not ask for anything from him, he will not take the initiative to interfere in the other party's affairs, and will help out of his own will. Therefore, even though he knew that Schiller was trapped by Batman, as long as Schiller didn't take the initiative to speak, he pretended not to know.
But this time Schiller took the initiative to call him and said a few words without beginning or end. Lucifer looked forward along the timeline and didn't understand that Schiller and Batman were stabbing me and I were stabbing you. what is going on.
But at least Lucifer confirmed that Schiller's current situation was not good, and Schiller's call to him was not just to reminisce about old times. He should be in need of help.
But in most cases, Lucifer is a very cautious person. He feels that he needs to think about ways to help. He could indeed rush over, beat Batman up, and then rescue Schiller from prison.
But if this is the case, there is no need for Schiller to say those incomprehensible words on the phone, he can just scold Batman. Anyway, when the two of them usually chat on the phone, Schiller often scolds Batman.
Lucifer carefully recalled what Schiller said, "A child acquires the authority of his father." At the same time, he raised his head and looked carefully at what had happened to Batman during this period. ….
Soon, Lucifer's face turned cold. He squinted his eyes and picked up the wine glass. The wine in the glass filled up again. He leaned the transparent glass wall against his lips and whispered:
"Father's right······Father's right·······"
Lucifer seemed to be lost in thought. After more than ten minutes, his thoughts returned to reality. He looked at the wine glass in his hand, showed a sneer, and said:
"Pride is the same as me. Pride is who I am. Batman, why don't you understand?"
"As arrogant as we are, we always feel pain and sadness for bowing to another person, but we still haven't broken free from the shackles of patriarchy. It's not that we can't, it's just that we are unwilling to do so."
Lucifer slowly closed his eyes, and his golden eyelashes trembled. When his Adam's apple slid from top to bottom, it was like a drop of liquid sliding down the rim of the cup. He took another sip of wine and said:
"Then let's do it
See if you can use cruel means so easily and without any scruples to resist your father's authority. Is it because you are stronger than us, or because you don't love him enough? "
When Lucifer put down his glass and stood up, in front of him was no longer the bar counter of the bar, but the cosmic astrolabe surrounded by stars.
The spherical universes are neatly arranged together, and the stories in each universe are staged one after another, making it very lively. The huge angel's hands hold the astrolabe like a little baby.
The visible light shone on and off in his emerald-like eyes. When a stream of light so small that it was almost undetectable passed between the two universes, it was captured by Lucifer.
He showed an inexplicable smile, stretched out a hand, picked up the stream of light with his fingertips and held it in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, Lucifer turned his head and looked at a special universe on the edge of the astrolabe. All universes in the astrolabe were represented as spheres, except for it, which was a light blue cube emitting faint light.
Lucifer knew that the light blue cube on the surface of the universe did not fall under his jurisdiction. It was a creation of another universe. Schiller called it the "Cosmic Cube."
Lucifer raised one hand gently, and the circular universe floated out from the cube. Lucifer threw the streamer in his other hand towards the spherical universe, and a thin light flashed past. Then he was sent into the universe.
Lucifer thought for a moment and put the universe back into the Cosmic Cube, but moved the Cosmic Cube and the universe to a position, no longer at the edge of the universe, but closer to the more prosperous center.
Looking at the exciting events taking place one after another in the nearby universe, Lucifer showed an interested smile, as if he was expecting something. And as he watched, the stream of light that invaded the universe passed through the dark space of the universe at an extremely fast speed, following the rules of the universe, like a small bug falling into the toilet, irresistibly moving along the dark space. Vortex and head to the sewers of sin.
Gotham, at nine o'clock in the evening, the radio in the Ford car emitted two electric "bah" sounds, and the energetic host's voice sounded in the car:
"Hey, good evening, guys! Welcome to Gotham, you're not fucking welcome to Cars & Travel Guide! I'm Mike!"…
"We have been meeting with you for a month, and the good news we want to bring today is that there will be no good news at all for this rotten city!"
"Oh, yes, I heard that a little guy named Black Pelican Mouth was elected as the East Coast Rap Star. Let's congratulate him together and hope that he can survive this weekend's gang war!"
"What else? Oh, that's right! The damn center dial is clogged again. I don't need to repeat this fact! You just need to remember that every time the microphone sounds on the radio, the center dial It must be blocked, because there’s never a fucking time when it’s not blocked in that place!”
"By the way, foreigners are always calling me recently, asking why the insurance company won't cover car damage caused by shotgun blasts. It's very simple. You go to the person who shot you with a gun, give him some money, and let him take care of it. If you touch the glass of the insurance company, the insurance company will pay for everything."
"Wow wow wow wow! Of course, where is the latest news that the girls are most concerned about, the most exciting information about Gotham, that Batman with the hot body, sexy chin and perky butt?"
"Go, girls and boys, go wherever you can see the top of the Wayne Building, yes, tonight, he will appear there!" "Let us cheer together, the night in Gotham will belong to-Batman !!!」
A hand wearing black gloves pressed the radio button. The moment he heard Batman's name, veins suddenly appeared on the back of the slightly old hand.
The dusk in Gotham is one of the few sunny moments in the city. Before the radio said it was night in Gotham, a slender figure appeared on the roof of Wayne Tower.
"Go a little to the right, a little to the right! Yes, yes, yes, just stand on the right side of the sunset, lower your head, yes, that's right, raise your head a little... Okay, this angle is just right, let's Here are a few pictures first. How about the title is "Higurashi Heroes"?
"Clark, I must remind you that Batman's image license belongs to the Wayne Group. This is the remuneration Bruce Wayne deserves for funding Batman. All the photos you take cannot be used for a fee."
"Oh, God! You are simply a vampire, a cunning capitalist!" Clark lowered his hands and shouted helplessly.
Batman, who was standing on the edge of the building and wrapped in a cape, took a step to the side to avoid the attack of Clark who suddenly rushed over. He turned to look at Clark floating in the air and said, "There is no newspaper in Metropolis. There is a legal authorization to use the Batman image. If the Wayne Group sues them, who will have their wages docked?"
"Please, don't do this!" Clark flew to Batman's side, flew around him a few times, looked at him with a longing look and said, "I promote Batman's image, which can also be regarded as a contribution to Gotham's tourism industry. You have made a contribution to development, but you can’t be so ruthless!”
After saying that, Clark tried to pull Bat-Man's cloak again, but Bat-Man dodged as before with an expressionless expression.
The two were arguing on the roof for a while, and the editor Batman crossed his arms and said, "No kidding, you should talk to your editor about licensing fees. This can test how valuable your work is in their eyes." How much."
Clark, holding a camera, stood beside him and said, "You'd better not have your hopes too high. Everyone in the newspaper knows how stingy my editor-in-chief is."
"I plan to cooperate with the Luthor Group to operate a series of Gotham tourism and cultural industries represented by Batman's image." Batman looked into the distance and said: "He will take back all the copyrights related to the creation of Batman's image in Metropolis. Your editor-in-chief doesn’t want to litigate with the Luther Group.”
"You want to cooperate with Lex??" Clark opened his mouth in surprise, but then he stammered:
"Oh, I understand. You want to sue the illegal media and generate revenue from copyright, right? In fact, you are reminding me, reminding the newspaper where I work, and asking them to remove the magazines that use you as the cover as soon as possible, so as to create the first Batman As a news reporter, I won’t be implicated.”
"Bruce, I knew I was right. You are so kind. You are so interested in your friends!" "Call me Batman."
"Of course, Bruce!"
-.-Go to check.
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