When Bruce woke up the next day, Clark was gone.

There are ready-made fried eggs and scones on the dining table, and a bottle full of boiling water is placed in a conspicuous place thoughtfully.

There was also a wallet next to the dinner plate, and a small note with a smiling face was placed next to the wallet. Bruce walked over and picked it up. On the note was written in neat handwriting: I went to work, lunch and Put dinner in the refrigerator and you can see it when you open the door.In addition, I put the spare key under the carpet. When I am bored at home, I can go out and walk by myself. The money on the table is for you. You don’t need to save money if you need anything. I will be paid again soon.

"..."

Sprinkling money to people has always been the job that Baby Bruce is best at, and now he suddenly becomes the one who gets thrown. Although the money is not too much, it may not be able to pay for a dish he randomly ordered when he was dating a supermodel or holding a party. , but Bruce still felt a little weird in his heart.

However, if there is a little start-up capital, it is indeed convenient for his next plan, Bruce thought about it and took it.

This is the first time Bruce has gone out alone after arriving in this world. With the trip to the business district with Clark yesterday, he has roughly memorized several main roads in the metropolitan area. The main goal of going out this time is to touch Clear the remaining branches and alleys.

After all, for a hidden control freak, being ignorant of the world around him is really hard and tormenting.

The crowds on the street are bustling, and soothing music is played from the tweeters of the shops along the street.

If Gotham is full of the Gothic romance and aristocratic luxury of the last century, which is almost corrupt, then this city is new from head to toe, full of vigor and vitality like the rising sun.

This is a city full of hope.

Bruce left the crowded downtown and turned into an alley, and he felt a little more at ease when the shadows fell over his body again.

This is the way of life he is used to.

This place is very different from Gotham, even in the inaccessible alleys, there is no need to worry about gangsters lurking in the dark or ragged beggars who will rush up and tear you to pieces.

However, this does not mean that there is no crime in this city. Bruce found a few people staring at him with malicious intent, but it may be that the news of Superman's haunting yesterday gave them a certain amount of pressure. In the end, they did not do anything to him. , saving Bruce the trouble of how to avoid the camera and take care of them.

On the other side, Clark has already devoted himself to the intense and orderly work of the Planet Daily. Various manuscripts have been piled up in a thick pile on his desk, and most of them may not have the chance to be published. The pages of the Daily Planet, but before Perry could decide which ones to report, he had to sort out all the information.

Louis passed by him with a cup of coffee, stopped and looked at him with interest.

"Hey, small town boy, Perry is screwing you again. I told you earlier, you have to learn to say no to him."

"Ah?" Clark looked up suspiciously, then "Ah!" again, scratching his head embarrassedly.

"No, mainly because I want to finish it and go back earlier."

"You look very different today." Louis was about to leave, but he became interested again when he saw this. "Yesterday's vacation looks good, and you look much better than before."

"Thank you." The little reporter said happily, "It was indeed a very good vacation, and I met very good friends."

"Girlfriend?" Jimmy had just entered the door at this time, and just heard his last words.

"No! No! No!" Clark blushed and stammered, "It's just a friend who wants to stay at my house for a while. I want to see if he's used to it."

"I just met and lived at home, is it okay?" Louis asked with concern.

Clark smiled, "It's okay, he is very nice."

Louis frowned even tighter, very worried that the simple and kind old man Clark would be deceived by the bad guys.

Jimmy didn't think so much, and he laughed after hearing the words, "Then don't forget to introduce your buddies to get to know each other when you have time."

"it is good."

At this time, Perry's roar came from the room. Clark shrank his neck, smiled apologetically at Louis and Jimmy, and ran into the room.

Louis looked at his back, and because of the extraordinary intuition of a reporter, he always felt that things were not that simple.

Jimmy persuaded her to relax, "He's very happy now, isn't that great, why think so much about it."

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Lex Luthor was released on bail today. I want you to go to the scene to get some first-hand information."

Perry's tone was not very good, obviously very upset that Lex Luthor escaped the law again.

The lawsuit six years ago was finally settled due to Superman's mysterious disappearance. Luthor's acquittal was already cheap enough for him. Unexpectedly, the Kryptonite Continent incident six years later was withdrawn due to insufficient evidence of Superman's serious injury and coma. .

Those lawyers who confuse black and white are simply less professional than the most shameless paparazzi.

Clark was a little disappointed. Is there anything more difficult in the world than letting the sufferer personally interview criminals who have escaped the law?have!That is, you have to keep smiling the whole time during the interview, which is simply horrible.

And in this way, he will definitely not be able to make it back before dinner.

After leaving the door of Perry's office, Clark called Bruce and said sorry about working overtime on the phone.

When he answered the phone, Bruce had just returned to Clark's house with a stack of newspapers about Superman. He answered a few words casually, and heated the food in the microwave without obediently. While eating a cold hamburger, he flipped through the newspapers.

In this world without Alfred's nagging, the consequence of Bruce's workaholic attributes is that when Clark finished the interview and a series of entertainments and rushed home in the middle of the night, the room was still lit with soft lights.

Although he knew that the other party should not be waiting for him on purpose, when a person who could only face the darkness and his own shadow alone at home suddenly saw a warm light when he came home, Clark still felt warm in his heart.

When Clark entered the door, Bruce was sitting on the sofa at home, still reading a newspaper. The stack of newspapers beside him had already read most of it, and it was neatly stacked on the table.

"There is food in the incubator." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bruce said casually without raising his head.

"Thanks." Clark said flattered.

"No need." Bruce turned another page of the newspaper, "It's your money."

"Eh???"

Would a normal person talk like that at a time like this? !Even if this is the truth, so what if it is tactful!How can he pick it up!

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