Brand Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

At one o'clock in the morning, everything is quiet.

In the tower not far from Mrs. Wigner's residence, two equally tall black figures stood quietly, one standing on the dome of the tower, and the other lying in ambush by the eaves.

Night Breeze lifted Batman's cloak and lifted Clark's forehead hair.

There was no one around, and he was facing his fellow Batman again.

The man who had already taken off his special glasses simply brushed all his forehead hair back, revealing his unusually handsome face.

Under the moonlight, his straight and straight figure is almost like Michelangelo's David under the carving knife, with a majestic physique and full of tension.With flawless and perfect facial features, those deep and breathtaking ice blue eyes are full of cold coercion.

...He's not standing here as Clark Kent, but as Superman.

The vast majority of people, including the citizens of the metropolis, know that Superman has powerful superpowers. He does not hesitate to help all those in need. As long as someone calls for help, he will definitely help.

This kind of behavior has created an illusion for people that 'Superman has a good temper and is approachable, and Superman is broad-minded and can forgive anything'.

In fact, as long as you have real contact with Superman, you will find that this superhero is actually irritable and harsh most of the time, and even as long as he stands there, he has a temperament of not being angry.

He is indeed silent and talkative, but he is not as shy as everyone thinks... He just doesn't like to be long-winded, and he is indeed willing to help others, but he is not helping everyone as everyone thinks.

This point, Batman has been aware of as early as the eve of the Battle of Washington:

He and Green Lantern went to find Superman at the same time, but they happened to bump into this person and were angered by the mother box... As a result, Green Lantern was beaten up by Superman, and he was crushed (of course he would not admit that he was also beaten miserable)

Therefore, even if the so-called Super Seven has been established, Batman still has not let down his vigilance.

...It turned out that the Vera Senna he was looking for happened to be in Superman's domain.

Batman, who had investigated Vera's background clearly for a long time, of course knew that his actions would anger Superman, but he did not expect Superman to change his face on the spot.

Seeing the look on Superman's face when he landed on the balcony... Batman wondered if the Kryptonian was going to rush in and fight.

After finally stabilizing his emotions and moving to the tower, Superman asked with a cold face first:

"Why Senna?"

From that one sentence alone, Batman could see that the Kryptonians had no idea of ​​their cohabitants.

Of course, if he had known about Vera Senna's daring actions, he would not have allowed her to go to Gotham alone and cause such a big disturbance.

'Clark Kent' moved into this room as early as a month ago. At that time, he got to know Senna. After a whole month - if it were him Batman, he would have already understood Senna's character and his actions. I can feel every movement clearly, but what about Superman?

When you spend time with her day and night, don't worry about her, she doesn't know how to investigate clearly under your nose—now it's your turn to question him?

Don't think that he doesn't know that the name of Vera Senna is not on the list of the public relations team at all!

After thinking about it carefully, Batman looked at Superman with anger inevitably. He believed that he had no obligation to provide Superman with information that he should have investigated clearly, so he didn't intend to explain at all, but said vaguely :

"Because she was already involved in this case."

Superman suddenly remembered the wound on Vera's face.

His expression became extremely dangerous in an instant. He squinted his eyes and looked at Batman for a long time, before he said every word:

"It's not an excuse to touch a girl's bedroom in the middle of the night."

"..."

The wind suddenly became a bit strong, making people messy in the wind.

Batman straightened up, staring at Superman expressionlessly, as if looking at a big fool.

The two stared at the clock tower with implied hostility for two seconds. In the end, Superman took a step back considering Batman's current public opinion crisis, but he also had conditions:

"You can go to see her, don't you mind if I help behind the scenes?"

Meaning, Superman is still worried about Batman sneaking into Vera's room at night, and he has to keep watch in the dark.

Batman: "..."

In front of Vera's bedroom, Superman stopped Batman again.

——What if Miss Senna falls asleep?What if Miss Senna isn't ready for guests, still in pajamas, or simply in the shower?

Thinking of this, under Batman's unbearable stare, Superman put on his glasses again, pulled his hair down, and walked towards the third floor.

Holding the specially boiled milk in the kitchen, he gently knocked on Vera's door.

The door opened, and Vera poked her head out with a puzzled expression.

The moment he saw the girl, Superman, who had just looked majestic and solemn to Batman just now, turned into the poor little Clark in front of Vera in an instant.

His deliberately hunched back was bent a little bit in awe, and the terrifying aura of self-imposed arrogance just now disappeared, and the pair of blue eyes that were cold and indifferent when facing Batman, with a probing scrutiny, softened all of a sudden. Became dog eyes.

When he looked at Vera, he had no aura at all.

Batman, who had been angered by Superman just now, looked at the Kryptonian whose attitude changed drastically, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Now, the three people in the house who haven't slept yet:

Willa was in the bedroom on the third floor, and Clark was standing in the corridor at the door of the bedroom... As for Batman, he was hanging upside down on the roof of the attic, quietly looking at the two below.

Of course, Vera couldn't sleep, she was still obsessed with work, so when her thinking was interrupted, her attitude when she opened the door was particularly rude.

"What are you fussing about?"

Willa looked at Clark at the door, glanced at the milk in Clark's hand, and immediately frowned, "Mrs. Wigner told me again? I don't want it, don't bother me."

Over the past few days, after learning that Vera has started to work non-stop again, Mrs. Wigner became furious and strictly required Vera to go to bed on time every day, and also asked Clark to deliver milk and other nutrients to Vera from time to time. So Vera didn't have too much doubt.

At this moment, she is wearing a beige lace nightdress with sleeves that is not exposed. Her hair is casually tied into small balls at the back of her head, and she will not be too rude even if she is entertaining guests.

Clark's eyes quietly lingered on Vera for a moment, and after confirming that her mental state and clothes were fine at the moment, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked at Vera, and said weakly, "But Mrs. Wigner asked me to bring the milk on time. Miss Senna, you can't always exchange coffee with Coke!"

Batman, who was watching over the two of them, suddenly felt sick to his stomach at this posturing look.

In the corridor, Willa immediately took the milk glass, took a quick sip, and put the milk glass back into Clark's hand.

There was still a milk mustache around her mouth, so she said to Clark seriously: "I drank it, you can go now."

After all, in front of Clark, she closed the door with a 'bang', shutting him out.

It can be said that the attitude is very bad.

Clark seemed to be used to it, he smiled and brought the milk back.When he reached the end of the corridor, he said to Batman nonchalantly, "Okay, Miss Senna's side is fine now."

——Not only is there no problem, but I also drank a sip of milk tonight, so good.

Batman: "..."

This picture of Superman should have been photographed for the restless Destroyer to see.

Being delayed by Superman, the time suddenly reached two o'clock in the morning.

Under the gaze of Superman from the other end, Batman climbed over the beam and landed on the balcony of Vera's bedroom as usual, and pushed open the glass door silently.

—and then he was pressed against the chest with a small lady's pistol.

The curtains were drawn open, and the champagne-colored velvet slipped from the man's shoulders, revealing Vera's half-smiling face.

"Good evening, Mr. Black Paint."

As if she had prepared her gun in anticipation, the moment Batman walked in, Vera strode towards Batman pretending to be intimate.Like a hunting dune cat, it seemed that it was about to fall into Batman's arms, but it stopped suddenly at the end, and then with a "click", it pressed the loaded pistol against the black lacquered armor.

She raised her head, her wheat-colored hair slid across her face, and said casually:

"The weather is nice today, are you going out for a walk?"

Ignoring the fact that such pistols can't penetrate armor at all, this should have been a very threatening move.

... If it wasn't for the fact that Vera still had the milk mustache hanging from the corner of her mouth at the moment.

Batman looked at Vera Senna in front of him calmly, and suddenly smelled the fresh, slightly intoxicating aroma of her body with a little bit of white musk.

Recalling the way she ran away after taking a sip of milk just now when Clark Kent urged her to drink milk, it was obvious that Vera's gun was pressed to her chest, but she wanted to laugh suddenly.

Jaw twitched slightly, and barely controlled the twitching of his lips. Batman rarely shook his head frankly: "I didn't come here to quarrel with you, Senna."

"I see."

Vera also shook her head. She retracted the gun, sat back on her office chair, took a sip of coffee, and said meaningfully:

"You didn't come to quarrel, you came to let me mind my own business."

Don't you think the plan I made is useless?

Didn't you tell me to leave this mess in Gotham alone?

Don't you think you can do it all by yourself?

Sorry, I hold a grudge.

Don't think that if you are a dark little princess, I can let you slander my business ability.

It was rare for Vera to lean on the chair with no image, tilt her head to look at the dark little princess, and spread her hands at the other party viciously:

"Please."

Come on, I'll just watch, please start your show.

Batman: "..."