Two days later, on a weekday afternoon, in a ward of the Metropolitan Hospital.

After knocking on the door, Clark pushed the door open a bit, raised a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and asked.

"Saiki, can I come in?"

Qi Mu was wearing a hospital gown and was sitting on the hospital bed. Hearing his question, he nodded, and after Clark opened the door and walked in, he reached for the remote control on the bedside.

Seeing this, Clark took two steps closer, picked up the remote control and handed it to him.

Qi Mu thanked him, turned down the volume of the TV, and turned to look at him.

"Shouldn't you be working as a reporter at this time?" How come?

After finishing speaking, Qi Mu took a special look at the time on the TV to confirm that it is not the off-duty time for normal social people.

"...The first sentence is this, it seems that I am quite unpopular."

Clark noticed his checking the time and sighed in feigned disappointment.

"yes."

There was no fluctuation in Qi Mu's heart, just watching him perform like this - but anyone who knows his other identity should know how powerful this guy's acting skills are, how could he believe what he showed.

Sure enough, seeing that he wasn't fooled, Clark lifted his glasses and quickly smiled.

"Okay, I'm not joking... Actually, I just finished my work as a reporter, and I happened to pass by here, so I just wanted to come and see you. How are you feeling?"

Qi Mu said nonsense without changing his face: "There is no major problem, but I still feel a little dizzy. The doctor told me that I should stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

The light-colored blue-and-white striped hospital gown was worn on him, which made his complexion look a little pale. It seemed that he was really a sick number as he said.

Clark almost believed it - if he hadn't been able to see that there was nothing wrong with Saiki's body, he might have doubted his previous judgment.

'But why? '

Is there something that must be done in the hospital?But with Qi Mu's ability, as long as he wants to come here, he can come here at any time without being noticed.

Although he couldn't figure out why Saiki pretended to be sick, Clark still cooperated to pretend that he didn't know anything - "Clark" really shouldn't know anything.

According to the reaction of an ordinary person who doesn't know the truth, he said half-jokingly: "It seems that my body is not bad... If this is the case, then you can rest assured and recuperate."

As he spoke, he handed the bouquet of flowers in his hand to Qi Mu.

Qi Mu didn't reach out to pick it up.

——I wanted to ask just now, there is nothing wrong with sending flowers when you visit a doctor, but why roses?

Although it is white.

Of course Qi Mu didn't think that Clark was interested in him, even if he couldn't hear his heartbeat, this was certain—it wasn't discrimination, but this guy was a superman, and he had never heard of any world where a superman showed If there is no interest in men, otherwise the DC editorial department in the previous world would have been overwhelmed by angry readers one by one.

So... Could it be that in Superman's alien culture, white roses have the same meaning as carnations in this world?

Receiving Qi Mu's suspicious eyes, Clark didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He just tilted his head innocently, and said in an uncertain tone: "Hmm... a windfall at work? It would be a pity to waste it, just I brought it for you."

Hey, it's shameful to be malicious and cute.

However, Qi Mu did not waver because of his attitude. After getting acquainted with this guy—of course, this refers to Clark Kent, not the superhero in the red cape—he already knew Clark will consciously or unconsciously show a harmless side in front of people he is more familiar with.He probably did this to make a clearer distinction between Clark's character and Superman's character, so that his secret identity would not be recognized by acquaintances.

Saiki has no opinion on this point... Although he feels a little uncomfortable with Clark arbitrarily dividing himself into the field of "acquaintances", he is not the kind of person who will push forward just because he is a friend. With a considerable distance, apart from the occasional joke, there is no difference in getting along.

But...he looked at the bouquet of roses.

This kind of statement can easily make others mistakenly think that he received a confession rose from others at work, and if he threw it away, he thought Taro would simply give it to another person for waste use.

...that's too much to say.

Fortunately, Qi Mu didn't misunderstand it so far. He didn't look carefully just now, but now he noticed the spikes on the flower branches-the roses sold in flower shops will not ignore this point. It costs money to prick a customer's hand indemnified.

Obviously, this bouquet of roses was picked by him when he saw the blooming roses next to him during Superman's rescue activities, that's all.

"I see."

Qi Mu nodded in understanding, thanked him, took the bouquet of white roses, took out the wilted carnations in the vase, and replaced them with this bouquet of white roses still dripping with dew.

Well, it's all white anyway, so it doesn't look much different from before.

After chatting casually for a few more words, Clark's expression suddenly changed.

"Sorry, Qi Mu, I suddenly remembered something. I went out and made a phone call, and I'll be back later."

It's better if you don't come back.

Two seconds after Clark disappeared at the door, Qi Mu looked through the roof and saw Superman who had put on a uniform.

——However, this time he had a better excuse.

Qi Mu's thoughts moved, and the remote control placed by the bed floated up by itself, aimed at the TV hanging on the wall, and turned the volume up again.

——Oh, why on earth did he pretend to be sick?

Of course, to stay away from Superman.

Although it cannot be said that it is entirely because of this, at least half of the reason lies in this.After the thrilling experience a few days ago-this thrilling need not be quoted, because the focus is not on his personal safety, but on his and Superman's vest-Qi Mu has undergone deep introspection, and finally got Come to a conclusion.

Yes, that's right, as you think, the problem is the guy who just flew away 1 minute ago-Superman, Clark Kent, whatever, it's that guy anyway.This indiscriminate disaster was entirely because Superman was right next to him. If it wasn’t for him, he wouldn’t be in such a mess—if he could read his heartbeat, Qi Mu would be able to predict his heartbeat, and he wouldn’t have to be beaten every time. If he is not so strong, Qi Mu doesn't have to be so careful not to use his superpowers. For real ordinary people, he can think of all kinds of excuses to fool them.

What?Said that if he wasn't on the side, Superman didn't need to pretend to be tricked?

That's true, so Qi Mu's stay away from Superman is a good result for both parties.

The experience of almost falling off the horse in front of Superman several times made Qi Mu almost have a psychological impact. If he now knows that Superman can see that he has special abilities the first time he sees him...

...It's better not to think about it.

I don't know whether to say it's a pity or fortunately, Qi Mu didn't know anything about this matter, and he still wanted to cover his vest tightly.

For this reason, he simply used the excuse of the concussion mentioned earlier to come to the hospital, and even specially used hypnosis to apply for a single ward.The advantage of the hospital is that doctors and nurses have a set time for their visits. He just needs to be careful not to use superpowers within this time frame, and he is quite comfortable.

"...The above is the report on this new hero, please connect to the scene below."

When Qi Mu was distracted, the live news on TV was halfway through, and the screen switched to the roadside of the metropolis. A reporter held a microphone and half bent over to interview a little girl.

"Two days ago, were you in danger of life..."

This is the case in the United States. There are ordinary people interviewed after being saved by various superheroes everywhere. Saiki sees a lot of them on TV every day.

But such a small child is relatively rare...

Wait!

He sat upright all of a sudden, leaned forward, and watched TV without blinking.

——The person being interviewed...why does he look so familiar?

In the picture on the TV, the little girl who was pulled back from the balcony by Qi Mu a few days ago nodded vigorously, holding up the piece of soft cloth made of metal: "It's a superhero brother flying from the sky Come down and save me!"

The mother-like woman who accompanied her held her hand tightly and nodded gratefully: "According to what this child said, the one who saved her was the superhero you mentioned."

"Then shall we express our gratitude to that hero?"

Under the guidance of the reporter, the little girl faced the camera and smiled brightly: "Thank you, 'Psychic' brother!" Naively pronounced the title of the superhero brother she thought.

"..."

At this moment, the lights in Qi Mu's room flickered on and off, and the TV began to make a "cracking" sound.

"Zimu?"

He happened to change back into casual clothes, and Clark, who was hastily adjusting his wrinkled neckline and pushing open the door of the ward, was taken aback. His first reaction was to turn around and quickly close the door tightly.

"What happened?" Was it a villain attack?

Don't know, don't ask him.

Qi Mu was expressionless and didn't want to say a word.

After confirming that it wasn't a villain's attack, Clark breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid that Qi Mu would be in danger. After all, according to his judgment, Qi Mu's ability might not necessarily be weaker than his own, maybe even stronger—he was worried Unfortunately, someone will inadvertently touch the boundaries of Saiki's unstable ability, leading to bad consequences.

Under Clark's gaze, Qi Mu struggled to restrain his thoughts, and the lights and TV immediately returned to normal.

"It should be fine, probably because the electrical signal is not stable."

Clark skillfully helped Qi Mu find an excuse, looked at the TV that made him "unstable", and immediately understood: "...Well, the one who is reporting is the hero who rescued you a few days ago, right? Superman Knowing him, the twitter where the two of them appeared together before the Internet has been turned up, the old editor is very angry, the Planet Daily did not become the first media to report the birth of this hero."

You wait for me...

Qi Mu suddenly turned his head and looked over stiffly: "...online?"

"Well, this hero... His title seems to be 'Psychic'? Anyway, his appearance is still quite fermented on the Internet, and various forums and blogs are discussing it. It seems that it is because of his first video The record is with Superman, and people think he's somehow connected to Superman, so...were keen to dig up information on him."

Speaking of this, Clark felt a little guilty... Although he couldn't blame him at all: "Because there is so little information to be found, the exploration of him has intensified. Not only ordinary people, but even the media want to dig out more. thing."

He thought about it for himself—Superman's identity was exposed to the public on his own initiative, so it doesn't count, so if Clark Kent's identity is followed by countless people on the Internet, and they want to find all his information...

Even the invincible Superman couldn't help but shudder.

Feeling Qi Mu's lower and lower air pressure and the almost materialized black air, Clark tried to comfort him: "But those comments on the Internet are too exaggerated, it seems that the hero can do everything except give birth Same, most people don’t take it seriously when they see it.”

What he didn't expect was that after listening to his comfort, Qi Mu's whole body became darker.

No, you don't understand.

——Strictly speaking, those comments are not too wrong, and even some are not enough.

After all, he has no problem having a baby.

……

that evening.

The only person Qi Mu knew at school, Chen Xiu, also came to visit—does anyone not remember who he is?To put it simply, it is the Chinese who was accidentally bullied on campus.

It seemed that he had accepted Qi Mu's suggestion of "tit for tat" before. He disappeared for a long time after class in school, and ran away after class, but he was more willing to sit with Qi Mu in class.

Most of the timetables of the two of them overlapped, so it was barely acceptable.

But... is it good enough to cross over to another city to visit the sick?

Chen Xiu carelessly came to knock on the door with a basket of fruit: "Hey Qi Mu, I had a lot of things to do in the past two days. I just had time to visit you today. How is your health?"

"It's nothing serious." Qi Mu is still in a state of not wanting to care about people... Well, he is usually like this, so it doesn't seem to be different.

"But why are you hospitalized in Metropolis? It's so far away."

If it's too far away, don't come.

——So, this is another guy who thinks he has become friends with him, but unlike Clark, he knows too much.

Just as Chen Xiu put the fruit basket he brought on the small table beside the hospital bed, he saw the vase on the bedside table.

"Hey, this is..." He thought it was an ordinary Bai Baihe or a carnation, but the more he looked at it, the less it seemed...

Qi Mu raised his eyelids and looked up: "It was given by a friend who came to visit last time."

"girl?"

Chen Xiu's face suddenly took on a gossip expression: "People from our school, or people from outside? Are they good-looking?"

"No, boys, grown men." Qi Mu poured cold water on him.

"Alas--"

Chen Xiu's expression suddenly became weird.

[Rose shouldn’t have another meaning in America, right?Or is there a new fad in the United States, sending roses to the sick when he doesn't know it? ]

Indeed not, but it would be too troublesome to explain to you, so let’s stop this topic here——

[still……]

An explanation that he thought was the most reasonable appeared in Chen Xiu's mind... In the past, he heard words such as "too much to love" and "forbearance" that his sister occasionally mentioned in his mind, and he suddenly didn't know what to do. Worrying about this friend still wants to watch the excitement.

"Although I don't know what you misunderstood..."

In fact, Qi Mu has already regretted it. If he knew that Chen Xiu's ability to associate is so rich, he should have destroyed the bouquet of flowers as early as before he entered this ward: "He just wanted to give carnations, but he accidentally bought them. Just wrong."

"what?"

that's all? ——Chen Xiu clearly had this disappointed expression on his face.

"That's it."

Although the fact is not the case, but it's about the same, okay, let's bring this matter over.

Hearing that the "truth" was so boring, Chen Xiu was obviously quite disappointed, he sighed, and then jumped to other topics: "But it's really too unfortunate that you just happened to be involved in the villain's attack right now Injuried."

——Your mood change is a little too fast.

But Qi Mu was still very happy for him to change the subject, and asked, "Why?"

"Don't you know?" Chen Xiu looked very surprised, "After all, our school is a school with relatively good development in sports. There are about two weeks in each semester when sports teams from various universities come to the school to choose Man... I thought more than half of the people who signed up for our school came because of that."

"Unfortunately, I'm the other half."

Strictly speaking, there is no problem with this statement. Of course, Qi Mu investigated the situation of the school when he chose the high school he wanted to attend. He also knew that this kind of situation was similar to that of a "sports school", but he was aiming at being unable to get up or down. The name of the enrollment rate of cultural courses.

Of course Qi Mu knew about the two weeks of carnival, in fact - this was another reason for him to pretend to be sick.

"...It's such a pity, Qi Mu, that you were able to shine in basketball, and you were noticed by the coach of the basketball team who came to pick someone." Chen Xiu then said regretfully.

ha?

Wait, what does this mean?

"basketball?"

What does basketball have to do with him?

"Haha, don't be embarrassed! I heard about it when I was still studying in China in junior high school. There is a legendary team in the Japanese middle school basketball world. It can be said that it is invincible. I specially found the video of their games to watch. However, it is completely inferior to their strength...you are the captain!"

Chen Xiu spoke with certainty. , Qi Muyou had doubts about himself for a moment... Could it be that his leakage in middle school was so serious that his body didn't even know when he went to play basketball by himself?

But then he realized what Chen Xiu was talking about...

Sorry about your size!

So, what's wrong with this guy's eyes... no, what's wrong with his brain?

"You can get the video of the game, why don't you take a look at the captain's name?"

"Gah?"

Saiki said blankly: "The captain's name is Akashi Seijuro, the only son of the Japanese Akashi chaebol... and I am completely different."

Although...well, the two of them do look alike.

The reason why Saiki, who doesn’t pay attention to sports, has heard of such a person is because one day in middle school, Sora ran up to him and said to him, “I found a person who looks very similar to you, although it is not as good as Kusuo’s Manga. One-tenth of it is just that my brother is not happy with him, let's get rid of him" and so on, Qi Mu beat him hard to make him forget this mentally handicapped idea.

"And on the contrary, my athletic ability is very poor, very poor." Saiki emphasized.

Strictly speaking... There is nothing wrong with this sentence. After all, it is about "athletic ability" rather than "physical quality" or something like that. In terms of athletic ability...if you are playing basketball, you can't control your strength if you are not careful. Qi Mu, who may fly over the height of the basket, is of course extremely poor.

Chen Xiu also came to his senses at this moment... It seemed that he had really misunderstood the person, he smiled sarcastically, looked at Qi Mu's thin body - and nodded secretly at his words.

[So that's the case, I misunderstood before, Saiki's body really doesn't look like playing basketball.If he was accidentally bumped into by a group of guys with simple limbs and strong brains in the school, they might all be injured. ]

Qi Mu, who heard his heartbeat, said...the injury you are worried about is nothing wrong, it's just that the roles of the two parties are reversed

Still...it's awesome to have a misunderstanding like this.

He recognized the label of "weak and fragile" without blinking an eye.

Chen Xiu's side, when it comes to basketball... His thoughts wandered a little bit.

After hesitating for a while, he acted more serious, and then said to Qi Mu: "About the basketball team... the method you told me before is very effective."

"I heard." Qi Mu nodded.

Regarding the matter of the basketball team players who bullied Chen Xiu before, Qi Mu casually suggested that, in order to clean up the future, he should just find an excuse to get rid of them—although he didn’t say that, but the meaning was correct ——Chen Xiu seemed to have really had enough of the troubles those people made. He ran around a while ago and persuaded many students who had been bullied by those people to testify and report the excessive behavior of the basketball team.

A large part of those students are also substitutes for the basketball team.

The official players of the basketball team are used to running amok in the team, coupled with the excellent traditions learned from their predecessors - too much energy and no time to accompany their girlfriends, those official players will threaten some in the locker room or bathroom from time to time. Substitutes... do things that are not suitable for publicity, and occasionally there are some more excessive things, not to mention.Under Chen Xiu's lead, several coerced substitutes finally couldn't bear to come out and accepted an interview with the Campus Daily anonymously. Chen Xiu also collected a lot of evidence that could threaten those people, and finally reported it to The school asked the school to deal with it appropriately.

If the school doesn't take action, they will band together and call the police.

As a result, the worst of the official players—including the three that Qi Mu had seen before—were expelled from school, and the rest of them were more or less punished, and they always knew about the things the players did. However, the coach who never dealt with it for the sake of performance was also dismissed.Although it was not dealt with completely openly and transparently due to the poor influence, this incident was spread in the small circle. Even if those students and coaches wanted to go to other sports schools, no one would accept them because of the influence. .

Can't say how happy it is, but it's a good ending.

"Because of this, the original members of the basketball team have almost retired, and I can't be said to be conspicuous among them... And those guys have long been too busy to take care of themselves, and they don't have the energy to trouble me at all."

"Congratulations." Qi Mu applauded him.

Although he didn't expect Chen Xiu to be able to do this when he first suggested it, Qi Mu still sent a decent congratulation.

It's never a bad thing.

"So, you don't play basketball anymore?"

"Ah, I don't seem to see such a thing as basketball in a short time."

Chen Xiu shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, and said it was easy, but basketball is something he has practiced since elementary school, how could he give up so easily...Of course, there is also the issue of credits mentioned before, no If you lose credits for the basketball team, you will always find a way to make up for it elsewhere.

"By the way, how about we set up a superhero research club?" He turned his head and had a sudden thought, "This is a very popular question these days, if you apply, the school should agree... um, Spider-Man and the group of Avengers Campus Daily seem to be following them, and there must be a lot of people studying Superman and the like, so let’s study the new hero in the metropolis next door, how about that?”

"Please allow me to solemnly refuse!"

……

In the meeting room of the Watchtower, the Justice League meets once a month.

According to the habit, several heroes first reported what happened in the area they were in charge of during this period. Compared with the previous invasion of various alien monsters and the riots of the earth villains, the United States this month is still calm, like cities It's not a big deal at all for the villain to fight against the heroes, it's just a routine plot.

Soon, under the acquiescence of Superman and the deliberate guidance of Batman, the topic quickly turned to the new hero with the strange title of "Psychic" who appeared in the metropolis.

"Strictly speaking, he can't be called a hero, can he?"

Green Lantern clasped his hands behind his head and said lightly, "He just saved someone, got on TV once... well, and sparked a frenzy of discussion on the Internet. But we don't know what else he's doing besides that." What happened, I mean, what if he saved people just on a whim, and actually did something bad secretly."

He really didn't just say that casually. They did meet a few characters like this before, and some of them were given the title of "hero" after saving someone casually. I don't know why, but more Or deliberately build up his image in the public mind, so that the members of the Justice League will be restrained when they fight against them.

However, this kind of small trick basically won't work. After all, the good image that can be created will always be exposed one day, even if it hasn't for the time being...

Come on, they have Superman!Who dares to say that his image in the public eye is more perfect than Superman?

Superman shook his head: "No, I can guarantee that his exposure was an accident, not a deliberate result."

"Superman, you know him, right?" Wonder Woman asked him.

Superman nodded: "That's right, but he doesn't seem to be ready yet, nor does he have any intention of meeting or cooperating with us."

"Oh, lone wolf."

Neptune leaned back in his chair and muttered casually.

"However, we don't know much about his ability, right? Most of us can fly? That's right, I really can't, but I can take a free ride with a green light, and I'm super fast." The Flash spoke quickly He said quickly, "Apart from that? He has great strength? He's fast? We don't even know what special abilities he has, so why do we have to discuss him here?"

At this time, Batman, who had been silent all this time, stood up, and after attracting the attention of all the heroes, he projected the information in hand, and simply said: "This is the reason - through the information given by Superman, I investigated his The abandoned factory that was destroyed when it appeared this time."

Superman raised his eyebrows. He couldn't remember when he gave Batman such a message.

Batman didn't stop his words: "Destroying that abandoned building is completely unnecessary, and there is no trace of heat vision burning, the easier one of several possibilities... In order to understand Superman's ability, he put This is the best result, because he can't draw any conclusions from it." Batman, who has obviously tried this method, concluded, "Other possibilities are also possible. Not small, one of the most dangerous ones... the 'Psychic' has the ability to restore the damage that has been done. In order to hide this, he destroyed everything around him at that time, so that the follow-up investigators could not discover this. .”

"The ability to alter reality that has already occurred? Cool!"

Green Lantern whistled.

Batman ignored him and looked at Superman: "From your words, I can tell that you have a certain foundation of trust in him, and I hope you will not hinder my investigation."

"Of course, I didn't stop you from investigating him." Superman smiled helplessly, "But I will stick to my point of view, 'Psychic'..." Speaking of this title, he paused insignificantly, then Continued, "He's a nice guy."

Batman nodded, looked around for a week, and seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Superman stood up.

"Then let's go."

The Flash asked curiously: "Did something happen to you? You weren't in such a hurry before."

In the past, when everyone did not clearly show that there was something wrong, Superman was always willing to chat with everyone, and rarely announced the end of the meeting in such a hurry.

Superman smiled a little embarrassedly: "A friend was injured before, and I'm a little worried about him."

I don't know if Qi Mu's mood has calmed down.

Hearing his words, Wonder Woman raised her eyebrows.

The Flash spoke bluntly: "It's that ordinary friend of yours again? You care too much about him, don't you?" After speaking, he muttered softly, "Is this how Superman has human friends?"

"okay."

Green Lantern gave him a hammer and rolled his eyes: "Don't make it sound like you're jealous or something."

"No, I'm just curious!"

The Flash groaned for himself.

Superman just smiles, of course he knows the misunderstanding of human beings about himself - because he has never masked, everyone thinks he is a full-time superhero, unlike other heroes, he has an ordinary life... Of course, aliens identity is also one of the reasons.

No one would think that Superman also has a human identity, never eats, sleeps, or entertains—this is what Superman should look like, and some people even think that Superman can't make any expressions other than smiling.

Within the alliance, of course, everyone would not judge the comrades who fought side by side so narrowly, but... have a human friend?

This is much more interesting than Superman actually likes to eat small snacks.

Superman is well aware of other people's thoughts, and he doesn't explain it to the public because he doesn't want to increase the risk of exposing his human identity. Internally... To be honest, he actually has a little evil taste.

Although he thinks everyone in the Justice League can be trusted, he doesn't mind revealing his human identity in front of them...but since they all have such speculations, let's keep it until it is revealed, isn't it interesting? ?

After the meeting, Superman was about to fly back to Earth directly from the exit, and Batman stopped him alone.

He asked: "The human friend you mentioned is your neighbor?"

Yes, the two know each other's true identity, which stems from their unpleasant first meeting.

Superman nodded: "Qi Mu, I told you."

"Are you sure he's an ordinary man?"

"continue?"

Superman answered vaguely, then crossed his arms and waited for the next sentence.

"An ordinary person who met the Justice League and the Avengers at the same time on the first day he came to the United States, lived opposite Superman, and didn't take superheroes seriously? He was kidnapped together with Superman's identity as an ordinary person?" Batman took out a stack of documents , "By the way, I got an iron rod that he grabbed with his bare hands, guess what I found, no fingerprints?"

He handed the stack of reports to Superman.

Superman didn't look, he was serious for a second: "Did you investigate him?"

"not yet."

Batman denied it, but he didn't lie - this is not an "investigation" for him at all, it's just gathering information.

"Listen, we're superheroes, but not everyone likes us, and that's something you should agree with the most, shouldn't you." Superman said seriously.

"uh-huh."

Batman was noncommittal: "Carl, Clark, your reaction is not right... I know what it is like to face ordinary humans, there is always a gap between you and them, you care about them, but you can't... no, no, no , really seeing them as equals — it’s a matter of physiology.”

He said in a hoarse and rough voice, "As for this Qi Mu...your attitude is very dangerous, and his influence on you may be greater than your self-feeling."

Superman raised his eyebrows high, and raised his hands in a pressing gesture: "Pause... this is my personal matter, Batman, and it will not endanger the alliance. No investigation, no temptation, okay? He is just an ordinary person, Not interested in our world. Even aside from that, he's my friend and I trust him."

"It's not a question of trust..."

"This is."

Superman interrupted Batman: "Then let me ask another question... Bruce, do you believe me?"

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