Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

[Osborne: Fisk suddenly stopped pressuring my father today.

Osborne: Have you already taken action?

Lucas: Yeah.

Lucas: The repentance should be complete. ]

Lucas was a little unsure. If it was true that the real treasure was Vanessa according to what Hope said, then they did not actually bring the treasure out, but the palace reaction had disappeared, and Wilson did have a reaction. , then their action should be successful.

[Osborne: Should?

Lucas: Ah, this time is different from before...

Lucas: Sorry, I have to ask you to help us check the situation.

Osborne: It's okay, just a small problem. ]

Looking at the messages on his phone, Harry raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he was no longer so distracted even when he looked at the piles of documents on his desk.

"bang"

The office door was pushed open forcefully, and Harry subconsciously put away his phone, and sure enough he saw Norman with a gloomy face.

He stood up, "Father?"

"The cooperation with Fisker will most likely fail." Norman frowned and said irritably, "The company will lose a lot of money because of this."

This was something that had been expected, but the Osborne Group was not unable to bear such a loss. Harry couldn't understand why Norman was so irritable.

He bit his lower lip, "I don't understand why the production line needs to be suddenly increased..."

Norman interrupted rudely, "Because we need money, lots and lots of money!"

"Why! There is no problem with the company's operations!" Harry asked loudly, "Where do you need a lot of money?"

Norman looked at Harry. The father and son were very similar in appearance. He looked at Harry as if he were looking at his teenage self, but the same sickly paleness on Harry's face also reminded Norman of a cruel fact. .

Maybe Harry almost knows it too... No, it's too early now...

Norman quickly rejected this idea. Although his father-son relationship with Harry was not harmonious, and the two did not even know each other as well as each other's secretaries, Harry was still his son. The Osborne family Norman didn't want Harry to fall into a desperate situation so early.

His father told him about the genetic disease before the hospital bed, but Norman didn't want to die from this damn genetic disease. He was only in his thirties, so he developed a lot of biotechnology in the hope of finding a way to cure the disease. But as time passed and the laboratory had not come up with any useful solutions, Norman's body could no longer bear it.

No one knew that under the surface of the suit and leather shoes of this CEO of a biotechnology oligarch company, his skin had begun to turn green, and even strange scales had begun to grow.

Norman felt very clearly that he might not have enough time.

Without Kurt Connors' latest research results, Norman might have started to prepare for his funeral. Raising Harry harshly and sending him to Europe to develop contacts were all part of it, but Connors was very interested in the lizard. The research still gave him a glimmer of hope.

Scientific research requires a large amount of funds. Even if it is Norman himself who gives the order, he cannot bypass so many shareholders of the company and allocate funds for a project that currently has no foreseeable future, unless the company receives a large wave of new cash flow. Only then will it be possible for shareholders to relent.

If the original arms cooperation with Wilson went smoothly, then Norman would have reason to continue investing in Connors' project, but now everything has been confused by the Phantom Thieves who appeared out of nowhere. What makes people even more annoyed is that this The matter still happened at the Osborne Group. If the contract had been signed, Norman would not be so upset.

But the current situation is that Wilson is suspected of going back on his word and has not been seen by the outside world for several days. Not only did Norman's plan not make more money for the Osborne Group, but it also lost a lot of money because of the new production lines. .

Norman pressed his throbbing temples and said without looking at Harry, "You don't have to worry about this. There will be a banquet next month, and there will be many rich ladies attending. You go, I don't want to hear about it." to how negative rumors are being said about you.”

When Harry heard this, his eyes widened little by little. Norman's subtext was already very clear, which was to ask him to sacrifice his own happiness and start looking for a suitable marriage partner.

Since you have accepted the family's training, you have to take on the important responsibilities of the family. This is understandable, but the problem is, which good girl who is serious about getting married would pick someone at such a gathering. These gatherings are all It's the rich woman looking for a lover and a young man.

Harry was still a teenager, and he didn't feel any respect for himself in Norman's words, only arrogance and control.

He lowered his head, "No, I refuse."

"When did I give you the right to refuse?" Norman said coldly.

Harry held his hands tightly and gritted his teeth. Countless quarrels made him understand that it was useless to say anything at this time. The result would not change at all, but compromises and concessions again and again would not. Give him better results.

What should he do, what can he do...

After a period of journey, the Daily Planet trio finally arrived in New York City, which is located next to the metropolis.

New York, Metropolis and Gotham are three populous cities standing on the east coast of the United States. Although they are geographically similar, the three cities have their own styles and there is no possibility of mistaking them.

Clark glanced at the scenery outside the window. They had entered the territory of New York. He looked at Louise sitting in the passenger seat. This strong career woman did not forget to open her notebook and type in the car, as if she was not busy at all. can not stop.

"Um...Hey, Lois, where are we going?" Clark asked.

Clark was still very serious about his work as a reporter. He carefully searched for information about the Phantom Thieves along the way, and of course he did not borrow the power of the Alliance.

The more he read these rumors, the more Clark frowned. As an experienced superhero, he had determined that the Phantom Thieves' abilities were related to mind control.

Bad news, Superman's magic resistance is zero, good news, judging from these rumors, the Phantom Thieves' stance is still kind-hearted, but this method...

Even if it is a bad person's mind, is it really right to forcefully change him? Clark wasn't sure, but he knew his old friend would never approve of this.

Batman is indeed not that sensitive to what happens outside of Gotham. He would be exhausted if he had to take care of everything. Even my grandfather has to admit that in terms of energy, he is not as good as the Kryptonian fairy who can just bask in the sun.

In order to convince the stubborn and suspicious Bat, he must first find out the true identity of the Phantom Thieves, but he cannot borrow the alliance's intelligence. This is indeed a big challenge for Clark.

Louise picked up her hanging hair and said confidently: "Let's go to Zhongcheng Middle School."

"Middle school?" Jimmy, who was driving, asked doubtfully, "Isn't the target of the Phantom Thieves Wilson Fisk? Why are we going to a middle school?"

"Because that's where the Phantom Thieves first appeared." Louise curled her lips, her eyes blazing, "They have the power to tamper with people's hearts, and they have repeatedly corrected people with character flaws. What is their purpose? And why? Focusing on Wilson Fisk, who has such a good reputation... Believe me, this is big news enough to get a Pulitzer, and I don't want to fall behind Kate this time."

"Come on, we all know that your relationship with Kate is not that bad." Jimmy said helplessly, "and you have already won the Pulitzer three times."

"So what." Louise rolled her eyes, "This doesn't stop me from pursuing the fourth Pulitzer. What's more, I don't become a reporter for awards. To me, truth and secrets are comparable. The so-called awards are more attractive.”

Looking at Louise, whose eyes were shining, Clark, who was sitting in the back seat, couldn't help but raise his glasses. Only he heard the acceleration of his heart.

After going to the hotel to put down their luggage, the group went directly to the entrance of Zhongcheng Middle School through the navigation system.

It is now four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is time for the children to get out of school. Those who have club activities participate in club activities, and those who do not have to go home or go to work. There is already a lively scene at the school gate.

Louise, dressed in casual clothes, looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "Looking at these young students, I always feel that I have begun to grow old."

"No, Louise, you're not even thirty yet..." Clark said.

"This has nothing to do with age, it's mainly a matter of mentality." Louise raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Although she is young, she has already had experiences that many people can't imagine.

The Pulitzer Prize for Journalism is not that easy to win. Before working at the Daily Planet, Louise worked as a war reporter. She was located in the harshest environment, surrounded by shells and gunfire. This was really difficult for a woman. It was not easy, but she still used her own camera and pen and paper to write down the scenes she saw.

She was carried to the center of the world, and was ostracized by the higher-ups, and finally came to the Daily Planet.

Clark observed the emotion on Lois's face out of the corner of his eye. The young alien superhero couldn't help but be attracted to an Earth woman.

Just when Clark was in a trance, a familiar heart palpitation suddenly spread throughout his body, and a feeling of weakness spread from all parts of his body.

"Kent?!" Louise was horrified and dragged Clark's body down, "What's wrong with you?"

And right next to them, three students walked past.

"Congratulations, Gwen, for winning the dance competition."

“Although I can’t understand it, it’s awesome!”

"Ahaha, I am somewhat confident in ballet."

"How about a celebration party at Lucas' house?"

"Eh?"

"I'm OK."

"Call Mindy and Harry again!"

"Harry didn't come to school today. I don't know if he will come..."

"Call me first and then talk."

……

The three boys and girls left talking and laughing.

Clark, who was held tightly by Louise to prevent him from falling to the ground in a panic, finally felt better. Under the sunlight, his strength came back little by little.

That feeling just now was... kryptonite!

As Superman's well-known weakness, Kryptonite is very rare on the market. Apart from his old rivals, only his old friends hold large quantities of it. Clark never expected to encounter Kryptonite as an ordinary person.

Due to the existence of Superman, this kind of alien stone containing radiation has been given an extremely expensive value. In addition to being used to deal with Superman, wearing kryptonite for a long time will cause physical weakness and reduce physical fitness.

Clark didn't know who was wearing kryptonite in the crowded campus, but there was no doubt that this was very bad for a child's health.

Clark, who was frowning and thinking, suddenly felt a hand touch his glasses, and he subconsciously covered that hand.

"Huh?" Louise was shocked when her hand was held, "Have you come to your senses?"

Feeling the soft touch in his hand, Clark quickly let go of his hand and raised his glasses, "Sorry..."

"It's okay." Louise didn't care about this contact at all, but looked at Clark with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, I'm fine." Clark shook his head, but his pale face didn't look that convincing.

"Well, why don't you go back to the hotel to rest first, and you can debug our equipment with Jimmy." Louise sighed. She didn't expect that this small-town boy from Kansas looked tall and big, but in fact he was He is a weak and strong man.

"Ah? It really doesn't matter." Clark said helplessly.

He will indeed be physically weak for a period of time when he is close to kryptonite, but that is just a temporary loss of superhuman abilities, and he is a little uncomfortable with it. It is not to the extent that he needs to be sick and rest at all! And this level of kryptonite radiation is completely inferior to Laito's kryptonite bullets.

After carefully observing Clark, Louise breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that he was indeed not trying to be aggressive. "Okay, but if you happen to be in the same situation again, you should go back to the hotel and rest immediately."

She was afraid that people would die while visiting her.

But... Louise glanced straight at Clark's face. In fact, Clark's face was very handsome, but his old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses obscured his appearance. Louise was just a little curious, so she wanted to take them off. Take a look at his glasses.

Really just curious!

Clark keenly felt Louise's gaze, and he raised his glasses again at a loss. His glasses were removable. Under the high-tech mimic glasses from Krypton, he had a face that belonged to Superman.

Although Clark has a crush on Lois, he will not reveal his secret identity so easily.

He smiled at Louise and said, "Sorry, I'm very short-sighted. Without glasses, I'm no different from a blind person."

Lies used to conceal one's identity are easily told. Although it is helpless, this is the current situation of superheroes.

Clark said that, and Louise put away her curiosity. He was just a handsome guy. She had seen enough. He was no worse than Clark. But just being able to see her little thoughts made Louise Si is a little embarrassed.

She coughed lightly and said, "Okay, let's go in and investigate first."