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Earth 2, HISHE Cafe.

When Helena came down the stairs, she couldn't help but glance around the corner of the cafe again. On a coffee table by the window, sitting on one side was her Dark Knight father who should have been buried long ago, and on the other side was the son of tomorrow who had also disappeared for a long time.

of replicas.

Superman and Batman were sitting with their legs crossed across a coffee table, drinking coffee leisurely.

Before, this was a scene that most people could never imagine in their dreams. It was weird and full of wonderful sense of violation.

"You realize that they have only been here for a long time, and you have been staring at them for a long time, right?" Karen's voice sounded from behind.

"I know," Helena whispered, "but aren't you the same?"

Karen pondered for two seconds: "Also, you realize that even if we whisper like this, they should be able to hear it, right? At least that 'Superman' can hear it, because he has super hearing that imitates Carl?"

The two were speechless for a moment.

At this time, the new Robot Superman and Batman were drinking coffee and chatting.

"Good guy, really?" Superman drank coffee, "You mean, Lars Al Ghul, that ninja master, wanted to level Gotham back then?"

Apparently the two of them were sharing each other's memories, or to be more precise, the memories of their respective clones. They were imbued with the personalities and abilities of Superman and Batman respectively, but neither knew much about the other's story.

So it's time for the robot story exchange.

"Yeah, he stole mine. Oh sorry, I mean, the real Batman's microwave emitter, trying to vaporize all the water pipes in Gotham."

Batman took a leisurely sip of coffee.

Although it is strange to say this, as a high-tech robot, he also has a simulated sense of taste. He has come to love the coffee here.

"The Scarecrow's hallucinogens were hidden in the water pipes. They hijacked the train, put microwave transmitters on the train, and used the rails to spread the radiation throughout the city. They were going to make the whole city go crazy."

"That's too scary." Superman said impatiently, "Then you... oh sorry, I mean, how did the real Batman stop him? I guess, he flew into the train and fought to the death with the ninja master? Maybe? Did he blow up that transmitter?”

"No." Batman took a slow sip of coffee, "He turned off the transmitter."

"Turn it off?" Superman was stunned.

"Yeah. That's something from our company. Why do you think Batman doesn't know where the switch is?"

This development surprised Superman: "Okay. What about the train? Let me guess, maybe Batman blew up the tracks and derailed the train?"

"What? Why did you do that?" Batman looked unreasonable. "He stopped the train."

Superman was stunned again: "Just stopped?"

"Yes, use the company's system to lock it remotely." Batman said seriously, "Because they also stole the Wayne family's train."

Superman: "."

Suddenly, I felt that this adventure story even sounded a bit boring.

I feel like there are flaws everywhere, but I don’t know where to start.

"ah--"

A pig-like scream came from the room above.

But everyone is used to it.

"Let me guess, it's that Yamo Zhuo again?" Helena looked at Karen.

"What else?" Karen shrugged, "'The laboratory here hasn't been set up yet, so we're temporarily using the room upstairs for research.' That's what he said."

At this moment, electric sparks were spraying from the head and mouth of the Yamo Zhuo, and the mechanical eyes were moving chaotically.

"It's inhumane for you to squirt like this. squirt"

"I'm pretty sure most civilization's definition of 'humanity' doesn't apply to you."

Shen You didn't look back and said while looking at the latest test data on the screen.

"Besides, I just took some samples. Is the reaction so big?"

God, just take some samples and almost pierce my throat.

Of course, even if I think so, I dare not say anything.

Who asked him to be a volunteer?

"Huh? Wait a minute, emergency. Ah, is it from that Earth?"

At the same moment, Shen You in the Earth laboratory next door put down the mother box he was studying and turned his head: "Pal? What's the matter?"

"Sorry to interrupt, but I thought you might want to know this."

Pal paused and said.

"At the same time, an emergency report was intercepted from within the Justice League and from the headquarters of the Sky Eye Society. They said that Superman may have killed a person just now."

Shen You narrowed his eyes.

"oh?"

Eye of the Sky Society, Bellerive Prison.

In the world's top laboratory and temporary prison cell, Superman sat in a metal chair, his hands and feet bound, like a captured beast. His body was covered with various cables and machinery, and he wore a strangely shaped helmet on his head, completely blocking his sight. His arms were restrained to the armrests of the chair and his legs were pinned to the bottom of the chair as if pinned down.

Researchers were whispering outside the room.

"Can't believe we captured Superman?"

"Whatever you've heard, it's not true," someone else whispered. "No one can capture Superman unless he does it willingly."

"What? You mean...?"

"Yes, he came to us voluntarily." The researcher paused and said, "It seems that he killed someone."

"What? But how. I mean. Is that Superman?"

"I don't know. But we'd better not ask."

"."

Silence, darkness, and an empty cage. The Man of Steel sat motionless in that seat.

"Ahem."

Superman coughed twice and said softly.

"I know you're there."

There was a moment of silence, and then Batman appeared silently in the shadows next to him.

"You don't have to come to a place like this." Batman said in a deep voice, "If you encounter trouble, you can come to the Alliance or us. We will."

"They will feel that the circumstances are excusable, and they may even protect me and prevent me from doing this. I know, because you are all very good friends."

Superman's chest rose and fell violently, breathing laboredly.

".But that's why I chose this. Because...I don't know, maybe I think this is the right thing to do."

Batman didn't pursue the topic further.

"You're coughing," Batman said. "I've heard you coughing since I came in, and it hasn't stopped."

After a pause, his voice became more gloomy.

"I've never heard you cough before."

"Yes." Superman said weakly, "I don't feel well."

"Is it because of the physical condition?"

"No, you don't understand, Batman."

Superman interrupted.

"This is the truth, it happened right in front of my eyes, I killed a man

I'm guilty. "