[Superman]'s extremely decent answer, and the sincere look in his eyes at this time, if someone were present, they would almost think that Bruce was the one with distracting thoughts.
Bruce raised his eyebrows: "It is indeed important to investigate Lex."
The next second, he turned away his eyes and said in a sad but persevering tone: "I thought about it for a long time yesterday - about our future -"
Bruce paused consciously. Seeing [Superman's] confused eyes and no action at all, Bruce suddenly said:
"I will visit Martha with you in a few days."
[Superman] smiled and said: "Our future and the future of the world will be great, I believe everyone."
He winked at Bruce with smiling eyes and said, "Okay, Martha must be very happy. Let's go this weekend."
Batman thinks [Superman] confuses him.
It's been three days in a row, and it's been elusive.
[Superman] strictly keeps his words and actions from the perspective of friends, but in some moments, his actions exceed the boundaries and reach the extreme of friendship.
Not to mention anything else, during the time on the dandelion lawn yesterday, [Superman] was allowed to do whatever he wanted. His extremely obedient behavior made Batman puzzled, incomprehensible, and pondering hard.
We've only been together for a month, why are you so skilled?
What was going on in his mind? Batman is rarely in trouble.
Now that the matter is over, let’s first see what conspiracy the Lex Group has.
Bruce and the others have penetrated deep into the hinterland of this building. When Bruce led the way, they had deftly avoided the paid employees, the occasional cleaners, and the cameras that rotated from time to time. They turned left and right up and down the stairs to reach the interior of the group that was not accessible to visitors.
Walking in the silver-white corridor, the walls are flashing with metallic light, and the straight lines with a sense of technology are flashing.
[Superman] suddenly stopped, and he quickly pointed to the silver pattern on the wall.
The silvery white wall texture suddenly opened and slid steadily to both sides, revealing that the laboratory where figures were walking inside turned out to be a door!
An employee in civilian clothes came out.
Employee Mick walked out of the busy laboratory, twisted his sore neck, and planned to fish for a while with pay.
Two people actually appeared in this usually deserted place. The employee Mick couldn't help but be a little curious. He glanced at these two well-dressed people.
"What kind of beard balm do you usually use? Is the razor electric or manual?"
"The butler prepared it for me, but I don't know. What about you?"
Only then did employee Mick notice that the clothes of these two people were tall and well-fitted, and they smelled of fashionable big names.
I couldn't help but pinch the corners of my clothes that were stained brown by coffee, muttering to myself that a good man doesn't care about dressing up, and the employee Mick sped away.
The passerby was far away from their sight.
"I use red vision. My hair is also made of steel." [Superman] said softly.
Bruce knew this information for the first time. He looked at [Superman] and said regretfully: "What a pity. You can't feel the feeling of shaving foam being gently scraped away."
"Otherwise, I can help you shave." After saying that, Bruce thought about the gains and losses, but realized that they were not comparable at all.
The physical strength of Kryptonians and the experience of shaving cream on Earth cannot be compared even if [Superman] loves Earth culture very much.
Bruce looked at the light on the wall and said seriously: "It seems that the secrets of the Lex Group are hidden in the space behind the walls. This is our purpose today. [Clark], can you see which important places are behind the walls?" "
[Superman] didn’t reply.
Bruce looked back in confusion.
He heard [Superman] whisper: "The red solar energy turns me into an ordinary person."
What is the red sun? Batman's pupil earthquake.
No, what does [Superman] want to express by this sentence? Can I shave my beard after becoming an ordinary person?
A leak of a serious weakness for the shaving experience that all human males on earth have? ! [Superman] Do you love the earth so much?
Wait - let's talk -
Bruce barely suppressed the turmoil in his heart. He simply ignored [Superman]'s words and maintained a serious expression, as if nothing happened.
"Work is important. What can you see, [Clark]?"
MP said in horror: [Raman, I discovered that the Lex Building is made of lead, and the building structure is made of lead! Logically speaking, you should not be able to see anything! 】
[Same yesterday,] MP remembered, [That rocket base was full of lead compounds, you shouldn’t have heard it. 】
MP was spinning in circles anxiously, jumping up and down in Raman's will: [What should we do? There is such a big flaw in our character design! Woohoo, what should Raman do? 】
Raman was confused: [Is Superman so weak? 】
MP Maomao shed tears: [Ugh, it’s a character design. Superman’s design is that he cannot see or hear things blocked by lead. 】
Raman instantly thought of a way: [I know what to do, it’s up to me. 】
Raman snapped his fingers.
I saw [Superman] glance around with great professionalism, and then said: "Bruce, I can't look too far away. The compartments here are filled with lead. But this part of the material has cut corners, so I found this corridor There are two offices, three laboratories, and a room that seems to be the main control room. Only the main control room is empty."
Lex Luthor was really unlucky. He couldn't watch the Lex Group's renovation work in prison, and he was fooled by others.
Bruce didn't want to discuss with [Superman] whether he expected Bruce himself to apply shaving cream on him under the red sun, Bruce really didn't want to continue the conversation.
Following the path to the main control room pointed by [Superman], Bruce took out the Bat Decoder and fumbled with the wall for a while. The empty wall opened up a space with a door.
For some reason, there was no one around, so [Superman] kept staring outside the silver wall. He quickly copied all the data and went out.
I just walked out for a while in the corridor and left the restricted area for tourists.
But before leaving the Lex Group, they met a group of police officers.
"Hello, gentlemen, please cooperate with the investigation."
Surrounded by a group of police officers, Batman and [Superman] calmly entered the Metropolitan Police Station.
…
The BAU, the Criminal Behavior Analysis Unit, observes the three suspects in a surveillance room.
The murderer who committed serial crimes has been on the run for several months. A group of BAU agents worked hard to find clues and finally locked in on the target today.
He is white, male, over 1.8 meters tall, with good looks and excellent academic qualifications. He is currently located within the Lex Group.
After being on guard for a day, a total of three suspects appeared.
Two Metropolis settlers, one... Gothamite.
Gotham.
BAU agents have difficulty evaluating the city, both politically and with the specific people they come into contact with.
For example now——
The surveillance footage showed that the only Gothamite was leaning on the interrogation chair, arms folded, showing an inaccessible posture.
His superior appearance gives him a bad personality, or in other words, the city of Gotham is easily created to be full of defenses and offenses, always showing a temper that makes people retreat in spite of difficulties.
"I'm from Gotham, do you understand?"
The suspect from Gotham had an unkind expression on his face, and the corners of his brows and eyes revealed a hint of rejection and arrogance.
When questioned by the police, he said coldly: "You'd better understand what Gotham District means."
A young, talented agent from the BAU shook his curls and immediately explained: "Due to its special characteristics, Gotham has been under the administration of the thirty-ninth president of the last century. Gotham was established as an administrative judicial district. Therefore, Gotham City is not only administratively independent, but also judicially independent, which means that every Gotham resident who is accused of being a suspect anywhere in the United States will eventually be handed over to Gotham Justice.”
"This has left a huge legacy that still exists today."
The curly-haired detective said without hesitation: "And this Mr. Gotham seems a bit familiar. I can guarantee that I must have seen him somewhere."
Another BAU agent nodded: "When you say that, I seem to know him. But who is he? Maybe he is a celebrity."
The police officer on the surveillance camera was irritated by Mr. Gotham's indifferent attitude. The police officer said angrily: "You didn't even say your name! What about the Gotham people? Before we notified the Gotham Police Department, you But you have to stay here! You’d better be honest!”
The suspect from Gotham sighed, changed his uncooperative attitude, and gave condescending instructions: "I am Bruce Wayne. Contact my lawyer now."
Mr. Gotham on the surveillance camera handed over a business card, and the BAU agents gasped.
"Oh my god, he's Bruce Wayne. I didn't even recognize him. He didn't look like what he looked like in the news."
"He should have changed his image slightly. You see, Mr. Wayne who appears in most news is either surrounded by a group of beauties and dressed smartly, or he is wearing a suit at a press conference. He is almost always being used as a foil."
"But Mr. Wayne seems to have traveled secretly today and changed into a young man's fashion."
The head of the BAU concluded: "No need to talk about Bruce Wayne, we only have two suspects now."
Detective Curly muttered: "There are many examples of super rich people who commit shocking crimes... Well, as far as I know, as a public figure, his timeline is clear and complete, and there is no possibility of committing a crime."
"Next person."
Two residents who work in metropolitan areas spoke about their identities and jobs in a friendly manner.
One is called Huesca Harshu. One is called, [Clark Kent].
Mr. Hasu completely told his timeline and haunts.
But Mr [Kent] brought the situation to a deadlock.
"Mr. [Kent], it's a working day now. Why are you at Lex Group and not at the place you said you work at: Daily Planet?"
Raman was thinking about how to reply.
