The Sims: Heartbroken

Most of the time, the Batcave is not dark.

Although the air here is always a bit humid due to the lack of sunlight and sunlight; most of the time, the high technology everywhere provides it with enough light sources.

It’s perfect to watch surveillance here, it won’t hurt your eyes and no one will disturb you, and it can also guarantee your privacy——

Of course there is surveillance in Wayne Manor.

As The Flash once said, he's a bit of a control freak—in his own home, why not? ...Although under the disapproving gaze of the old housekeeper, he only set up surveillance in places like the hall and study on the first floor, which are relatively easy to attract thieves——

If one of the gorgeous chandelier keeps flickering, don’t doubt it, the young master Bruce’s skill in installing surveillance cameras is not that good, because he hasn’t used it for a long time, and he didn’t even bother to change a useful camera——

He found the monitoring in the afternoon.

Yang Li is painting.

Like any obsessed artist, he stood in front of his easel all day, his body almost perfectly blocking the contents of the easel, which was even more weird when he turned around. It happened, without any warning, when he turned around, there was that mass of dark alien creatures on his face.

Until it fell off, not a bit of the content on the easel was revealed.

...unless it's been blank all along.

He saw Yang Li smearing, but the canvas was empty.

The world's best detective narrowed his eyes.

He intuited that there were clues in the painting, and began to observe the reflective surfaces in the painting—all the furniture was placed in a certain order, of course, otherwise what would be the use of them—the sound of footsteps interrupted him.

"If you want to know," Yang Li approached slowly, "why didn't you just ask me?"

If you want to tell me, Bruce thought, why don't you take the elevator down earlier - just at this time, use magic to approach silently from behind.

"Don't deprive me of the fun of solving puzzles."

He didn't look back at all, and his eyes moved back and forth on some reflective surfaces-it was the outline of a woman, no matter how detailed it was, it was hard to see, "Of course, if you want to tell me, I don't mind."

"It's a goddess."

Bruce's hand paused.

With a complicated expression on his face, he turned his head and glanced at Yang Li, "Did you give this painting to her?"

Goddess, oh, there is a god in this world.

In three seconds, he reshaped the world view in his mind—to be honest, Bruce always thought that the god mentioned in Yang Li’s resurrection spell was really a nonsense—Bruce rubbed his temples and sighed, “So you still Fall in love with a goddess."

"Not quite—" Yang Li wanted to sigh, "Why do you think so? There is no such love between her and me."

"Why?... No, don't answer, let me think about it first—because I thought that there is no more nonsense in the world that Natasha has been pampering you like an underage child, but it turns out that things can always be more ridiculous Weird, I guess that's one of the reasons... I'm not answering the question? Ah, I'm just complaining."

Bruce took a deep breath, "Can't even tell the one you love? About your dream?"

"You just want to know." Yang Li dimpled with a smile, "It's inexplicably interesting to see you spinning around out of curiosity."

"You naughty bastard——I knew it from the beginning, why do I keep forgetting?"

"This is my magic, darling."

Bruce smiled.

He leaned on the back of the chair, supported the armrests with both hands, turned the chair to face Yang Li, raised his head slightly, "My dear great magician," he looked like a slender and powerful big cat, "give me Do some magic... I'm still having a headache from tomorrow's meeting."

If he goes there in person—although for the sake of so-called fairness, two groups of heroes who disagree with the government are choosing to meet in a less conspicuous place, away from the ubiquitous monitoring eyes of Stark Tower—he There is still a great possibility that Tony will directly reveal his true identity.

Yes, that's right, the same young rich man, as if they might have never met.

Bruce and Tony not only know each other, but even have a little friendship, but since the little Gotham prince doesn't make much of a good impression on the young curmudgeon scientist, it's better not to be recognized.

Yang Li took out his mobile phone.

He rummaged through Bruce's subtle eyes very deftly.

"You know, a big part of the reason why I paint -- there's no camera over there."

Yang Li hooked the corner of his mouth, and showed Bruce the phone, "Why draw when you have better recording tools?"

He took a lot of photos of Bruce.

He was dealing with official documents, and signed those extremely perfunctory reports with a stinky face; he was sleeping soundly on the bed, with the quilt hanging around; when he was looking for surveillance just now, he looked very serious.

... How long has Yang Li been standing there just now?

He even went so far as to remove the sound effects of the camera without a teacher - what a heinous crime.

"Will my magic work?"

The great magician asked with a smile.

"...Well, well, your magic is really unpredictable." Bruce moved his fingers and deleted the last photo - Yang Li's photo was taken to the Bat Cave - "Do you have anything more useful, Like the one that covers your face?"

"Are you worried about Tony? Don't worry, he was a nice guy until the axis of good and evil was reversed..."

Bruce's eyes flickered.

"...Sometimes I have the urge to pour out all the information in your mind."

"It can be a little difficult."

What is going on in this world?

Alien invasions, artificial intelligence revolutions, the death of half the population, and the reversal of the axis of good and evil are things that don't sound right...

Control freak fingers lightly tap the armrest of the swivel chair.

He wants to write more and more comprehensive plans—even though the information just comes from a fool who can't remember what the history teacher said, there is no time, no place, and no solution...

Bruce blinked.

He looked up at Yang Li.

"...Looking at me like this because of your words," he said, propping his chin with one hand, "you shouldn't be very happy, right?"

His tone was a little uncertain.

"I have a little bad taste, but only a little bit."

Yang Li leaned over and approached Bruce, "If you are very anxious, I won't be able to laugh."

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【Secret information in the bat computer】

Codename: Ghost.

Class: Omega.

The blood gene test results provided by the research subjects: At least 15 known permutations and combinations are missing, including lying, anger and sadness, etc., see the attached table for details.

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Added on July 7st, still has the ability to pass through objects.

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Newly added on the 5th, five special revival potions for ghosts, see attached table 3-1 for details.

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If he is controlled or loses his mind, he can be temporarily controlled with an anesthetic needle. The spell for long-distance movement lasts about 15 seconds, and the attack from behind has a higher success rate.

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Added on the 10th, the subjects still had weak negative emotional reactions.

Suspected to know some information, and chose not to report the information, pending further contact.