The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1730 S Apocalypse Event (24)
When Jack arrived, he rarely wore his truck driver's work clothes. Instead, he wore his classic dark purple suit and a green tie with a swirl pattern, matching his green hair and exaggerated lipstick on his face. , which is really a bit like a successful comedian.

Barbara shrank in when she saw him, but she was not as nervous as a statue at the beginning. Jack sat down on the single sofa, smiled at several people, He took a big sip of the tea Alfred handed him, and then he was so hot that he couldn't vomit.

Strange nudged Schiller with his elbow and asked: "Who is this guy? He has really bad taste in ties."

Schiller turned his head slightly and glanced at Strange's tie. This guy didn't know where he got the money from. He bought a custom-made paisley pattern sapphire blue tie, paired with a neat black suit. style.

Strange crossed one leg over the other and looked at Schiller's outfit from head to toe. He had a three-piece black suit with no highlights, and his tie was also a dark red color that was not much different from black. He clicked his tongue. Said: "I didn't expect your taste in suits to be so conservative."

"The business clothes you wear seem to have moved the whole of Manhattan here, which is why you were stuck in traffic for two extra hours." Schiller said bluntly.

Looking at the snickering expressions of Bruce and Barbara, Strange cleared his throat a little embarrassed and said, "You have a much sharper tongue than the Schiller I know."

After a while, Constantine and Zatanna both came. Constantine also wore a rare suit and even repaired his messy hair and beard. Zatanna wore a dark blue dress. .

Gordon pretended to be exaggerated and said: "God, I think I'm going to be kicked out from here. Is there an important dinner today?"

"Of course not, he just sent us an invitation card pretending to be serious." Constantine pointed at Bruce with his chin and said, "We poor people are worried that if there is anything here, the housekeeper will beat you out if you don't wear formal clothes." custom, so I dressed up."

"I assure you, there is no such custom." Alfred led them to sit on the sofa.

Bruce said as he spread cheese on the crackers, "But I also promise you, you will never beat my butler."

Today he only wore an ordinary shirt, linen suit pants and plaid Oxford shoes, which gave him a bit of an old-money college style.

"Who's not here?" Constantine asked.

"Hey, am I late?" A voice sounded from behind everyone. When they turned to look, they saw Harvey Dent in the same suit, but he was wearing a dark blue houndstooth suit. , looks a little casual.

When he saw how everyone was dressed, he looked down at his own clothes. Bruce shook his head and said, "It seems that we all have our own understanding of today's party."

"I thought it was just an afternoon tea with friends." Harvey walked to the sofa and sat down and said, "I also deliberately changed out of the serious black suit I was wearing from the court."

"Fortunately, you changed." Schiller clinked glasses with him and joked.

After drinking the warm tea, Alfred took away the teapot and teacups on the table and replaced them with wine and wine glasses. What is rare today is not liqueur or champagne, but whiskey and lemon juice for mixing .

"Looks like we're going to get drunk today." Gordon picked up the bottle of whiskey and looked at it. As expected, it was the kind of wine that could consume half of his salary in one sip.

Bruce picked up the lemon with an awl, then sliced ​​the lemon with a knife, Harvey poured the salt on the small piece of paper, and unscrewed the bottle cap of the syrup, Alfred put the ice bucket next to the coffee table, and A crystal clear ice ball was placed in the cup.

Schiller tasted a soda cracker with cheese and nuts, and Alfred poured more dried fruit and nuts onto the plate, along with mint leaves and thyme, and chili seeds from Mexico.

"Some people who are looking for excitement will like this drinking method." Alfred introduced with a smile: "It's the same as using lemon."

"Forgive me." Konstantin tasted a little bit of chili seeds, and then his face was flushed by the heat, and he quickly took a few mouthfuls of cold water.

"Speaking of which, what are we here for today?" Zatanna fiddled with a mint leaf and said, "Should aliens invade from them? How far is it going now? Have any cities fallen?"

Bruce handed the mixed glass of wine to Schiller, snapped his fingers at the wall next to the fireplace, and soon little Bruce and the others appeared in the picture.

"Very good, this is the Apokolips information I found in the spacecraft database. The invasion of Apokolips combat meeting begins."

The biscuit in Zatanna's hand fell directly to the ground. She looked at the screen in surprise and said, "Did I hear correctly? He was talking about invading the earth, right?"

"What happened?" Constantine also looked puzzled. He blinked, looked at a few familiar faces on the screen and asked, "Is it possible that aliens have changed into their appearance and plan to sneak into the earth?"

The only people present who were not surprised were Bruce and Schiller. Both of them were drinking wine leisurely, which aroused confusion among others.

Strange narrowed his eyes and looked at Schiller and said, "Why do you seem to have known it a long time ago? Could it be you again..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not the same as the Schiller you know." Schiller said without changing his face and heartbeat.

Constantine also looked at Bruce and said, "Why do I always feel that the situation has developed to this point, what did you do..."

"Don't think too much, after leaving the magic academy, I went back to sleep, besides, what can I do with a universe away."

Jack snorted twice, took a sip of the wine and said, "You two lie in exactly the same way. You only tell the truth, but only part of the truth."

"How about playing a game?" Jack smiled, raised his arms above his head, stretched and said, "Guess how the two of them affect things in another universe, we say the answer, and you say the degree of proximity." If we guess a correct point, you will drink it, otherwise we will drink it." "A reasoning game?" Barbara leaned forward with a little interest, but when she thought that it was proposed by the clown, she stiffened again. retracted.

"You can communicate with one of them," Strange said, looking at Schiller.

"Yes, but it's too general." Although he said this, Schiller still picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

Zatanna looked at Strange curiously and said, "How can you tell?"

"I'm just guessing at the minimum." Strange leaned back in his chair and said, "I don't know him yet? No matter which Schiller it is, it only takes one mouth to fully influence the situation."

“So guess who I influenced?”

Strange tapped his hand on the armrest, and he was not stupid, he reasoned based on the previous clues: "It should be one of the girls, before you left my universe, you changed your focus to the heroine, I guess... Helen? She's on good terms with you."

"Wrong, drink." Schiller said with a smile.

"Then I guess Aisha." Zatanna raised her hand. She glanced at Bruce and said, "I heard Bruce say before that you are his daughter's tutor."

"Exhaustive methods don't count." Jack rolled his eyes, as if lamenting Zatana's IQ, and Schiller nodded and said, "If you answer like this, then this game won't last long, and you have to do it yourself. For example, if Stephen guesses the candidate, others will guess the method."

Zatanna showed a embarrassed expression, and after thinking for a while, she said: "Although things like sound transmission across a universe are difficult, I think you can find a way to do it, so I guess you probably gave it to someone. Personal magic sound transmission, let him do what you said?"

"Wrong again, have a drink."

Then Bruce looked up and said, "Can we guess each other?"

Before Jack could say anything, Schiller said: "Don't write 'I've guessed it all' on your face when you ask this question, otherwise I will say 'Of course not'."

Bruce looked down and sighed, shook his head and took a sip of his drink, then continued to look up at the screen.

The others have no more clues. If Schiller has given some clues through words to influence other people's style of doing things, then what Bruce will do is a complete mystery. As I said before, Bruce is a bit too trendy now.

Schiller picks up his glass to cover his grin, the excitement of the difficult student finally graduating is over, and the rest is Batman vs. Joker again.

Then let's take a look at the gold content of his outstanding graduates, Schiller thought after taking a sip of wine.

"The identification code of this small frigate should still be in the Apokolips defense and security system. If nothing else happens, we should be able to drive directly into the Apokolips Star Port without encountering any obstruction, but the next thing will be more troublesome. Among us No one has the ability to transform, and even if they did, they wouldn’t be able to cover so many people.”

Little Bruce frowned, looked at the map in the database and said: "Once they discover that the spacecraft is unmanned, they may discover that the entire fleet has lost contact, or they may guess that we have sneaked in secretly, and they have no clue about it. The period of time when we feel the discovery is the golden time for us to sneak in."

"Is there a map of the star port?" Damian asked. He looked at the information on the screen and said, "If I can get the map, I can plan a perfect infiltration route."

"There is only a rough outline diagram, and even if we have a structural diagram, we cannot determine the location and order of patrols by security personnel."

"Strong attack?" Helen asked.

"No chance, the star port has complete automatic defense measures, and there are at least twenty fleets parked inside that are much stronger than Weiman's fleet."

"In other words, the journey from the starport to the planet is the most dangerous." Harley said while thinking, "But there is no need for us to fly from the starport to the planet. I think we can repeat the same trick."

"Hitchhiking?"

"As long as the speed is fast enough." Harley pointed to the appearance of Apocalypse and said: "The independent star port of this planet is not far from the planet itself, and there are also some small spaceships that come and go, and not all passenger ships, there are also material transportation. Ship, we just need to sneak into the warehouse of the supply ship, as long as we move quickly, it will not be a big problem."

"Speaking of which, why did the designer of this planet build the star port so close to the planet?" Helen said with some confusion: "Won't this lose the significance of the star port's strategic buffer?"

"I guess they don't have designers at all," Stark said, looking at the pile of information through Harley's eyes.

Stark stared at the spaceship flying closer and continued.

"If you want to sneak in, you have to make a big noise elsewhere. Jarvis, tell that little girl that there must be an emergency landing device for this star port on the planet. Find it and pull the star port down!"

　Acute gastroenteritis with vomiting and diarrhea. I typed it with one hand while I was dripping in the hospital. There may be typos. I will correct it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)