"Hello."
The person who came was wearing a suit and leather shoes, a well-groomed Italian mustache, and his hair was combed to shine. At first glance, he was no ordinary wage earner.
He smiled politely and said hello, then pulled up the chair and did it himself. He crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Linn and Batman who were hung up with a tilted chin expression.
I have to say that the way this character appears is very much like a classic movie.
However, Lin En remembered that such characters generally did not end well.
"Look, Batman, Lynn. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
He seemed very proud, raised his hand and pointed at the two of them, looking at his subordinates who came in behind him.
Everyone laughed cooperatively, including Lin En.
Except Batman.
"Who do you work for?"
Batman's voice was still calm and full of authority, even when he was hanging, he still sounded like the master of this house.
The laughter suddenly stopped, and Linn's dry laughter was the only one left in the room.
Batman glanced at Linn through the gap in his hanging arm, and Linn's laughter disappeared.
"Well...it seems our Mr. Batman hasn't figured out the situation yet."
Mustache stood up, casually pulled out a tactical dagger from his subordinate's waist, and walked in front of the two men.
"Maybe your hands have lost feeling, but I want to remind you that you are the one chained now.
And I control your life and death.
So...be respectful, Mr. Batman, your life is at stake. "
"Yes. Be respectful."
Lin En interjected from the side: "Although the cold jokes he tells are not funny, you still have to cooperate. Haven't you ever been to work?"
"Oh, Mr. Lin En, you are more knowledgeable. Then, let me introduce myself.
I am……"
"you."
Batman raised his head, and his eyes through the mask were not like fragile little bats flapping their wings, but like wolves, like some ancient beasts, staring at the mustache standing in front of him: "...Who do you work for. answer my question."
Mustache was a little shocked. He seemed to remember some bad scene and took a half step back.
Batman noticed keenly that his head seemed to want to turn towards the corner, but he forcibly stopped himself.
Looking over there, Batman saw something over there, which was a running camera.
"So, your boss, don't you dare to face me face to face?"
"Damn! You..."
"Chasel."
A hollow sound rang out from the room. Linn was very familiar with the way the sound sounded. It was just a speaker. It didn't sound very high-end.
"go out."
The voice sounded again, and when Mustache, who was extremely arrogant just now, heard it, he nodded and bent towards the camera in the corner without any extra movement, and left the place.
Everyone left together except Linn and Batman.
"Hey! Are you just leaving like that? You should untie it for me!"
"Lynn. Haha."
The voice said again: "I'm pretty sure that chain can't trap you."
After mentally reviewing all his enemies, Linn asked, "Is that you Constantine?"
no answer.
"Old Bat, your plan is too crude. It's useless. You didn't fool anyone."
With two bounces, Linn broke the chains tied to his hands. After resting for a while, although he still had some problems with his legs, the pain in his head still did not lessen, but worsened. , but due to pure physical strength, Linn has recovered a lot.
"It's better to let me interrogate those people."
Linn went to pull the old bat's chain again.
"The key is on the table. Please believe that I am not hostile."
Lin En didn't look back: "Yeah, yeah, I believe, I believe, hehehe... when I catch you, I hope you can believe me and have no hostility~~"
Turning back deliberately, Linn showed a meaningful smile.
After saying that, Lin En was ready to carry Old Bat on his back and leave this shabby place first.
"My name is, Luther."
After the voice was silent for a while, it suddenly began to explode: "Lex Luthor."
This shocked Lin En. He didn't expect that there were people who were not afraid of death.
"What grudge does this Lex Luthor have against you? You are so bad that you want to avenge his name."
Lex Luthor, of course Linn doesn’t know this name~
When there is danger and there are superheroes, this bald man is the enemy of all superheroes.
When there is danger and there are no superheroes, the bald man will automatically "evolve" into a superhero.
Professional opposition to Superman will not waver for a hundred years, DC Iron Man~~
"Whether what you say is true or false, I will kill you within three days and raise your ashes. I promise to do it..."
"Lynn."
Linn looked at Old Bat, who was shaking his head gently.
"Okay, you two chat, I'll lie down for a while."
After Linn finished speaking, he really ran over there, pulled the table to the corner, took out a big mattress, threw it up, and lay down on it.
He seemed to be really sleeping.
"Lex, Luther."
The old bat stood there by himself, with his head slightly lowered. His cloak covered him completely, making him look like a rotten stone monument.
"What do you want to say?"
"Haha, Batman, Lynn. You don't think, ha, forget it. I'd better just say it."
The wall suddenly cracked, and a screen with a slightly distorted picture appeared. A big bald head with a full face appeared on the screen. Who else could it be if it wasn't Lex Luthor?
"Batman, Lynn. You two should be real humans, I'm right."
Linn didn't seem to hear him at all. Batman did, but he didn't make a sound.
Bald Luther didn't take it seriously and continued: "I'm not sure what your relationship is with that alien. Oh, the alien I'm talking about refers specifically to the guy from Krypton.
However, don’t you think that he should not exist, at least not on earth. "
Lex Luthor's expression has the kind of disdainful arrogance reserved for superiors, even if the person he is talking about is Superman and the person he is facing is Batman.
“There may be many nations and intelligent beings in the universe, and you should know more about this than I do.
I would like to ask why an intelligent creature wants to live on other planets, hiding its head and tail, hiding its name, and only dares to walk around the earth with a ridiculous and arrogant title.
Why do you think he is far away from his own planet and his own country? "
Although he was asking a question, Lex didn't give Batman a chance to answer and directly answered: "Because their planet was destroyed. Isn't it?"
That General Zod, huh, that's their true face, their real face.
Superman, is an intruder.
He is a guy who will one day stand on the bones of all humans and rule the earth. "
Lex's words were loud and clear, without any assumptions or descriptive words such as maybe, and he directly defined Superman in the most affirmative and precise tone.
"what do you want to say in the end."
Batman's question was still so brief. His face was hidden in the shadow of the cloak and under the black mask, making his expression unclear.
“What I want to say is, Batman, since you are a human being, why would you be friends with Superman, why would you be friends with Superman.
You are supposed to be enemies. Am i right. "
Batman said nothing, and Lynn lay motionless.
Luther continued: "I know what you are thinking, you are counting on him to protect the earth, right.
Hahahaha, what a joke!
He's not even from Earth! Will he protect the earth? No! He will only destroy the earth!
Batman, let me ask you! If that day comes, if today is that day, if he starts killing us, like that General Zod, what will you do? What can you do!
Don't tell me what you believe in him, don't tell me nonsense like humanity and justice!
He is not a human being. But one, God!
God only judges human beings. God can only see sin.
Batman..."
Lex's voice sounded faintly: "You know, I'm right. Don't you."
Lex stood up in the camera and moved his face closer to the camera, leaving only one of his wide eyes in the entire frame: "Tell me what you would do."
The small room fell completely silent.
It seemed that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, and there was a true silence here.
What was Lex thinking?
You may be wondering what kind of answer Batman will give, and whether it will be what he thinks.
No one seems to be able to guess what Batman is thinking.
As a pure human being, Batman has almost developed human power to the extreme. Without relying on any extraordinary abilities, his power is enough to make all criminals tremble from the deepest part of their souls.
Batman has the choice not to kill, and this is something everyone knows.
But his no-kill principle has always had limitations.
He just doesn't kill people.
Can aliens be considered humans?
This seems to be not only a legal issue, but also a philosophical determination.
God and man have always been separated by thick barriers.
So, does he really believe in Superman? Will he really ever believe in Superman? It doesn't seem like he will.
There was another person lying in the room, Lynn. No matter what, he is at least still a human being, and a very special and useful human being.
At this time, Linn, as a human being, turned over and looked coldly at Batman who was standing there, as if hidden in the darkness and blending into the shadows, and remained silent for a long time.
Old bat, in fact, he never uses any words to advise and guide, or to seduce or "remind".
From the past to the present, Batman has always been the same Batman from the beginning. His will is as firm as iron and his stance is as firm as steel.
His thoughts and opinions have never changed and will never change.
Did he also use others to warn him about the dangers of such and such people?
Lynn has no doubt that one day, when the person with the problem becomes Lynn, Batman will do something else.
He would only silently organize his equipment, then silently arrange the scene, and silently kill Linn.
Then, hang Lynn's mask in a glass frame, use a wooden frame to support the garment, and take a look at it every day.
Maybe, Linn will have a grave, which Batman buried himself after repeatedly confirming that Linn was really dead and processing it eighteen times.
Maybe he would occasionally come and send a flower, and then stand silently in front of the tombstone, pursing his lips, for an afternoon. In the end, he would not say goodbye, nor would he say what he had no choice but to do. Regret, how sad it is.
He would just leave in silence, continue to devote himself to his career, and continue to be the guardian spirit of Gotham.
A friend is a friend, and killing is killing. There will be no conflict.
Batman is probably such a person.
So, will he do something to Superman who has changed one day? Of course he will.
So will Lynn.
This is their own, special way to witness their friendship.
Don't worry, I will kill you.
Don't worry, I will kill you too.
How harmonious.
"Ah."
Therefore, when Linn heard Luther's passionate speech full of thought-inducing speech, he couldn't help but laughed out loud.
If you tell Batman this, congratulations, you are also on his list.
"It doesn't matter, I will take action."
Anyway, bragging is not too big a deal, so Linn let it go and said, "Whether it's Superman or Apocalypse, I can do it all, leave it all to me."
Lying on the mattress and tilting her head from the edge, Lynn looked at the inverted screen and smiled.
"As for you, Lex Luthor, I promise you, you didn't see that day coming."
Luther's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed.
Of course he could hear what Lin En meant, and he truly felt threatened.
When he was investigating all the superheroes, only Linn had the most information, the most mixed information, and the most... difficult to understand.
This guy shouldn't even be called a hero at all. He killed many more people than those criminals.
Moreover, his character and everything he did made Luther extremely annoying and instinctively disgusted.
This is an uncontrolled person.
Luther hates everything and everyone that is out of control and cannot be controlled by him.
It was precisely out of this consideration that there was such a unique "meeting" today. Luther could not guarantee whether Linn was trying to lure him to appear.
Now it seems that his guess may have come true.
Lynn, always seemed to know what he was doing.
Luther is not afraid of death, but he hates it.
How could a person as good as him die without accomplishing anything.
After smiling, Luther turned his gaze to Linn again.
"Lynn, you don't like me. Likewise, I don't like you either. But, we can be partners in a sense."
Lin held his chin in his mouth and looked in disbelief: "You mean, let me kill this old bat with you?"
"Haha, what I mean is that I can buy my life back with a piece of information."
Lin En looked uninterested and lay back down again.
"I don't think you have any information that would interest me."
"So, how about this."
Luther took out a document and placed it in front of the camera, and his voice continued to come out of the speaker.
"Amanda, you're still alive~"
Well...three days ago, people in our writers group chatted about writing, and everyone said there was something wrong with my writing style.
My plot advancement is just to use events to push events and characters to lead characters. This leads to a concentration of events and characters, but lacks an objective [narration] to enrich the plot.
I tried changing it, but everyone’s reviews were not very good, and some old readers scolded me T^T
I admit it, I wouldn’t write it like that, stupid. I won’t try any new techniques in the future, I’ll just leave it at that.
Feel sorry.
(End of chapter)
