I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 38 The Farmer's Son

As expected, Archbishop Marvin was already asleep.

Unexpectedly, the church's concern for the witch was beyond imagination. The church guards learned of his intention and immediately arranged for him to wait for Archbishop Marvin in the conference room.

In just 10 minutes, Robert saw an old man with a familiar face and two middle-aged strangers.

The old man is Archbishop Marvin, who has appeared in public many times.

At this time, he was only wearing a white priest's robe, and it could be seen that he was in a hurry.

The two middle-aged men were burly figures, long hands and feet, and meticulous granite expressions.

Their monk robes are very strange, with a flame cross on the cuff of the black robe, and the round-faced monk is still carrying a briefcase.

"This is Brother Ferdinando and Brother Robbie. They are from the headquarters of the Holy Land Crusade and are responsible for the case of the witch Harley." Archbishop Marvin said no nonsense, directly indicating who is the real person in charge.

"I'm Robert Stark in Birmingham—"

The hook-nosed Ferdinando raised his hand and said coldly, "Where is Harley Quinn?"

Robert wanted to be angry, but the other party had a special temperament that made him feel humble, low, and cheap.

"I, I don't know." His throat was dry, and the eyes of the three people on the opposite side were sharp enough to kill.

"Listen to me," Robert explained quickly, "I'm a doctor, and the witch brought her companions to my house and asked me to open a knife to get bullets, and then gave me a dose of lidocaine."

"Does she have company? Who is it?" Hook-nosed asked.

"A big guy named Clark."

"Clark, this name is a bit common. What's his last name?"

Robert scratched his head and said uncertainly: "Clark Kent, or Kennedy, or McCann. I don't remember clearly, and I'm not even sure if the witch called Clark's surname."

"Check it out, is there any information about Clark?" Hook-nosed looked at the companion next to him.

Brother Robbie opened his briefcase and took out a laptop computer with a silver metal case inlaid with a red cross.

After a while, he held the opened computer and said aloud: "In fifth grade, the witch had a fight with a gangster named Clark Tim on the street because he said nasty things to her.

Other than that, there are no 'Clark' friends on record.

However, the information in the database cannot represent everything, and here I only have public information entered by the government and government agencies. "

"You know this?" Fernando frowned.

Robert's palms were sweating, and he looked a little flustered.

The monk looked at him like he was looking at a useless bug
"I also heard incomplete conversations that seemed to refer to 'the cross,' 'to small ville,'" he said nervously.

Fernando's eyes lit up and he said eagerly, "Be clear, is she going to the town herself, or something else?"

Robert's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his brain was working hard.

"Ah, I remember, she mentioned Washington state, or Kansas? I don't remember exactly.

My guess is that she was going to give Clark the cross to take to a small town in Washington state.

Or she and Clark take the cross and flee to small towns in Washington or Kansas. "

Fernando then asked: "Washington state alone is so big, plus Kansas. Which town is it?"

Robert shrank: "I don't know, I was injected with a large dose of anesthesia, and my brain was dizzy. The two of them said a lot, but I only remember these words."

"Hey, there really is a 'Smallville' in Kansas, not a small ville, but the Smallville."

Brother Robbie didn't have any purpose. He was just bored. He typed in "Washington State, Kansas State" and "a small ville" at will. Unexpectedly, the Crusaders of the Holy Land database gave a match.

Subconsciously, he then entered "Clark".

"Shit, it's so easy?!" Round-faced Robbie looked at his companion incredulously, "Kansas, Smallwell Township, Clark Kent, under 21 years old, he has a mother named 'Martha', and father Jonathan last year Just died."

Fernando took a look in front of the screen and exclaimed, "Oh, what a majestic boy!"

"Come and see if it's him." He waved to Robert.

Robert looked at it carefully for a long time, and hesitantly said: "The body shape is similar, I don't see the face. But since his surname is Kent, it is probably him.

Yes, I'm sure it's him who I see tonight. "

In the end, his tone became more and more firm.

Fernando frowned and said, "What does this Clark Kent have to do with Harley Quinn?"

"I can't find it, but the witch's home state of Oklahoma is next door to Kansas."

The round-faced Robbie shook his head and said helplessly: "With the help of the Tongue of Fire, the Crusaders of the Holy Land have the world's strongest Internet firewall, but they can't defend or attack, far less than the 'Skynet' in the movie. Full knowledge of network information.

In fact, the data in our database comes from the UK Public Cyber ​​Security Agency, and we only know what they know.

In the United States, even if MI[-] specially greeted us, the FBI only shared the most basic resident information with us.

For example, this Clark Kent, his information seems to be very simple, but based on my years of experience in 'quantum hacking', I vaguely feel that his medical records have been modified.

Either he changed it himself, or the FBI did something (ps).

Therefore, we cannot know all his information through the public network.

Maybe he was really good friends with Harley Quinn? "

"Call that old bitch of Black (Second Generation Silk Soul, Laurie Black) and ask the FBI to provide us with more detailed data." Fernando said solemnly.

Robbie shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, the Americans have always rejected us. You know, the Shadow Bureau and the Church have had too many conflicts."

"Shadow Bureau" Fernando gritted his teeth, "Every existence there is the greatest blasphemy against God and humanity itself, one day, wait for us—"

Suddenly seeing Robert's curious expression, the monk stopped abruptly.

After a pause, he said, "Inform the Gotham Police Department and have them help keep an eye on Greyhound buses and train stations, especially those to Kansas.

And on the highways out of Gotham, every car has to be scrutinized.

If we can't find a witch for the next three days, we'll go to Smallwell. "

"This" Robbie hesitated. "If I guess right, Clark is really being watched by the U.S. government. We were afraid that it would cause conflicts in the past."

"Then bring more people and let the fallen Americans know our determination. The son of a mere farmer, they know how to choose.

Well, since Clark is in Gotham, we may not be able to find him at Kent Farm.Get Martha under control first to make sure nothing goes wrong. "Fernando said solemnly.

With that said, the two were ready to leave.

"Master monk." Robert couldn't help but shout, "I—"

Ferlando was stunned for a while, and said, "Archbishop Marvin, give him thirty thousand dollars."

Marvin frowned and said, "He heard a lot of secrets, do you want to deal with them?"

Saying that, he even made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Robert's eyes burst out, did he have a hallucination?
Is this what the archbishop should say?

But when he caught a glimpse of the evil in the eyes of the old bishop, he was sober and cowardly.

"No, Christ Jesus," he moaned weakly.

"What are you thinking about?" Brother Fernando looked at the archbishop in disbelief. "He came to report to us, and he is also a servant of God. How could he—"

Seeing the disapproval in the archbishop's eyes, he waved his hand, "Forget it, you give him money and let him leave. What we said before is not a secret in the high-level US."

When Archbishop Marvin took Robert away, Brother Robbie sighed: "Gotham is worthy of Satan's filth, the people here, even Archbishop.
I see absolutely no devotion to God in his eyes. "

Fernando said: "Americans are constantly falling, so the Lord decided to send the Holy Spirit a second time.

Of course, we in the UK are also filthy at this time, our glory is gone, and we are in desperate need of redemption.

Even the whole world is waiting for the coming of the Son to be washed and refreshed. "

There seemed to be light in his eyes, his face full of piety, without the slightest doubt.

Robbie hesitated: "Speaking of which, about St. John's Abbey—"

"Robbie, remember our purpose." Fernando said solemnly.

"Don't ask right or wrong, get back the holy relic as soon as possible, open the gate of heaven, and welcome the arrival of the second holy son, I understand." Robbie sighed.

Holding the check signed by the church, Robert did not feel much satisfaction. Instead, his heart was empty, and he was inexplicably disappointed.

Especially when I went back to the apartment building, I saw two police officers carrying a body bag down from the third floor, and I saw little Jimmy Sitting alone on the corridor with his eyes swollen from crying.
"Omg, what have I done all day!" He covered his head and fled from the third floor.

　(ps: Regarding whether the U.S. government knows Clark’s identity at this time, I personally think that they do.

　　Whether in the comics or in the movies, Clark showed the extraordinary many times as a child.

　　The most classic incident: The Smallwell Middle School bus went home, crashed into the bridge, and fell into the river. When the tragedy was about to happen, Clark carried the bus directly to the shore.

　　Many people saw it at the time, and the parents of the child took the child to the Kent house to thank Clark.

　　Later, Louise inquired about Superman's identity as a reporter, found Smallwell directly, and even interviewed Clark's old classmates.

　　Even Louise could pinpoint Clark's identity and hometown in just a few days based on the gossip she read in the newspaper. Isn't the FBI agent better than a reporter?
　　In addition, in the incident of Superman's death and resurrection, Superman's identity was obviously completely exposed by the government, but the general public still did not know who he was. Superman's mother didn't even get a bank loan. When I was old, I went to restaurants to work as waiters and lived in motels.

　　In the following article, I will explain the true attitude of the US government towards Clark and the reasons for this attitude through the mouth of the second generation of silk souls.

　　In short, in this book, the U.S. government has absolutely no brains.

　　In fact, in the Justice League comics, the government is very sophisticated.

　　Especially in "Watchmen", the president and government of the United States have proved that they can sit in this position only because they are really capable. )
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)