Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"...Here, I announce that the Justice League composed of Superman, The Flash, Green Lantern and myself, as well as advisors who do not want to be identified, is formally established." Diana stood on the podium, facing A group of reporters said, "Next is question time."

Before she finished speaking, the reporters scrambled to bring the microphone to her mouth. If people didn't remember her identity, they might be able to put the microphone into her mouth.

"May I ask why Superman didn't attend the press conference? There are rumors that he has been confirmed dead. Is this true?"

"Who is this 'unidentified consultant'?"

"It is said that Batman has contact with members of the Justice League. Is it possible for him to join the Justice League in the future?"

"The President and the Secretary of Defense have both issued public declarations that Superman's body should belong to the nation. What does the Justice League think of that?"

"May I ask if the Justice League might have some cooperation with the Avengers?"

"There is news that..."

"Excuse me……"

Behind Wonder Woman, The Flash whispered to Green Lantern, "I don't think she can take it any longer. When do you think she's going to lose her temper?"

"She won't," Green Lantern replied in the same low voice. "That's the last thing Superman asks her before he dies. She won't let the Justice League premiere have a bad result."

Sure enough, even though her fingers had sunk deeply into the hardwood publishing platform, Diana still endured and did not get angry, but answered the reporters' questions one by one as calmly as possible.

"Forgive me for not being able to answer about Superman."

"The identity of the advisor is private."

"Superman's 'body'," Diana puts an accent on the word body, "is his own. There is no reason for anyone to ask him to contribute himself unless he volunteers - and I'm sure Superman himself would not have consented to this impertinence requirements."

"If necessary, I think the Justice League will cooperate with the Avengers, but it is very unlikely, because the Avengers are known to be a semi-official organization, and we are a private organization."

The strobe lights went on and on at her.

The noise in the square made her dizzy.

The group of reporters was still spitting at her and repeating the questions she had refused to answer. Diana had been trained to fight on Paradise Island since she was a child, but she had to admit that any challenges she faced were not what she had to deal with at this moment. difficult.

The person who originally stood on the podium should be a superman.

He fits the position better than anyone, he has a good reputation, he has a good image, he knows how to answer aggressive questions and still make people feel good, and most importantly, even though people always treat super Heroes, in front of Superman's smile, they will more or less restrain themselves a little.

superman.her boy.

Missing and sorrow made the Goddess look more stern. Fortunately, Wonder Woman is not the type of "service with a smile". Her attitude, which is quite different from her glamorous appearance, has attracted numerous criticisms while attracting admirers for her.

For example, now, a female reporter is staring at her face and breasts full of envy, while asking sharply:

"Are you sure you're up to the task of protecting people, Wonder Woman? As far as I know, you get far more credit for your looks than for what you do. And anyway, Being a superhero is a man's job."

Again.

People focused on her face and body more than what she did, and people questioned her gender more than her abilities.

What right did they have to taunt her back because of their unreasonable doubts?

"Your speech made me mistakenly think that I was still in World War II in the last century, ma'am, even during World War II, people paid far less attention to gender than what you showed." Diana wanted to speak more sharply, but She held back, "Are there any more valuable questions? If not, I'm going to announce the end of the conference."

"Wait a moment, please." A familiar female voice said, "I know you've—dodged this question, but I think the public deserves to know the truth. I hope—no, I beg you, Wonder Woman, please tell We, Superman, is he... still alive?"

It's Louise.Ryan.Carl's favorite female reporter.

He had said how clever she was, and he admired her not as a boy but as a man.

Wonder Woman didn't answer, but surprisingly, she didn't say no directly either.

She stared at Louise for a moment, and Louise looked back without fear, looking refreshed...perhaps too refreshed, with a sickly crimson color on her cheeks and eye sockets.

"I don't think he's gone from us forever," Wonder Woman said, "but no. He's not in a state that could be called 'alive.'"

"If what you want is an affirmative answer..."

"...Superman is dead."

"At least that's how it is."

The scene was silent, and the silence was as majestic as death.

The reporters seemed to have their golden tongues sawed off, the flashlights were disconnected, and disbelief or dumbfounded were written on every face.

It's been a full week since the Great War, and most sane people know that Superman must be in trouble, or at least in a bad state, so bad that he has to leave people in need.

But when the news spread to everyone's ears along the TV, people's first reaction was still:

"This is impossible!"

"I do not believe!"

"Superman won't die!"

They were eager to get more information, but Diana was on the verge of breaking out, she flew away without looking back, and after a short shock, Green Lantern also fled. Before leaving, he rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away, because he ran too fast and fell on the road.

Lex turned off the TV.

"I'm so glad you didn't go to the scene, love, Sister Dai'er will kill you." In the thin curtain of sunlight, Superman raised his hand in front of his eyes, watching the light pass through his fingers, "This feeling is amazing It's weird that I'm transparent."

"Stop it," Lex said. "You can see right through your body. It's no surprise to you—get out of my mind."

"You think this is what Karl-El would say, and you want to hear what Karl-El said, that's why I said that." Superman put his hand down and focused his eyes on Lex, "As for Get the hell out of your head...it's up to you, not me."

Lex's expression was in a trance for a moment, so Superman's figure was in the sunlight like a block of wax.

Being forced to announce Superman's death made Diana emotionally unstable.

She was still unwilling to believe that Karl was really dead. Although the child stopped beating and stopped breathing in his arms, she always held a faint hope in her heart.

That hope faltered like a candle in a rainstorm, but seven days had passed, and the child's body still had some warmth, so that faint hope was so firmly and painfully kept along with the temperature. Just stay by Carl's side, holding his hand, humming his favorite tune.

Batman double-checked and told her that all of Superman's vital signs had completely ceased, yet he was still able to absorb the faint solar energy when he was in the sun, which kept his corpse alive and kept those temperatures.

That being said, he didn't do his best to stop Wonder Woman's guardianship, and he never mentioned the "funeral", as if he was just expressing the results step by step, but he still had some illusions in his heart.

Green Lantern and The Flash felt that Superman deserved a grand funeral, and Aquaman, who took time out of his busy schedule to land on land, thought so too.

They never said much in front of Diana, but Diana knew they all thought she was a little crazy.

But that's okay.

After the press conference, the whole world went crazy over the "Superman is dead" thing.

There are "S"-shaped flags everywhere on the street, but instead of red and yellow, they are black and white.People spontaneously stopped the entertainment, wearing black and white Superman symbols on their arms, and flowers, letters and gifts were placed under the huge statue built by the Metropolitan for Superman, and these souvenirs even filled the square.

There are still letters from all over the world being sent to the Metropolis in a steady stream, and the envelopes are always stained with tears; novels, pictures and videos that commemorate and mourn Superman flood the Internet like a sea; The news reported that a collection was sold at a low price, and the circulation broke the [-] million mark in just a few days...

Never in his life had he received such fanatical and irrational praise.

He died, and everyone wept bitterly for him with all sincerity.

In fact, it's not difficult to understand. Superman's reputation is too great. He has shaped himself into a cultural symbol in just a few years. Everyone knows him, and everyone vaguely understands that he is a good person. In the depths of people's subconscious, it is quiet, but it is deepening day by day.

And now that he's dead - it's almost a reflexive disbelief that's as outrageous as someone announcing that "Mickey and Minnie are dead."

What international joke?How could Mickey and Minnie die?

How could Superman die?

Then they quickly realize: Superman is really dead.

They were amazed at first, then curious, with their thin memories they began to try to understand Superman, and Superman - just as he left the impression on everyone, he is a good innocent man, a hero without any stains, for the great rescued and died.

Anyone with a conscience would grieve the loss of such a man, and what would the mass depression turn into?Nobody knows.

But no one dared to annoy Wonder Woman who was in a bad mood. Batman tried to persuade him, but Diana scolded her head and face.

It was clear to all that events were derailing.

On the fifth day after the press conference, Louise.Lane stopped Wonder Woman who had just beaten up the mugger.

"We've got to talk," she said, "about how it's going to end."

"Who helped you find me?" Wonder Woman asked, "Who?"

"That's not the point," Louise said. "The point is that the public needs an account. It's not a good place to talk, if you don't mind..."

Diana picked her up by the waist and flew straight to the Statue of Justice in London with Louise in her arms.

Louise nervously supported the sharp sword in the hand of the idol with one hand, and supported Wonder Woman's shoulder with the other.

"Nobody here can hear us," Diana said. "What do you want to tell me?"

"Wow," Louise said, gazing at the face close at hand, "you are just as he described... so handsome that even women can't help but be moved."

There was a trace of tenderness on Diana's face, and her tone softened a lot: "Thank you."

"I'm honestly a little nervous to be at such a high place, so I'm not going to do much foreshadowing. The mood of the people is on the verge of getting out of control, Diana - I hope you don't mind me calling you that - people need a A funeral to appease the mood."

"He died saving everyone," Diana said slowly, "and you're telling me now that people need his funeral to vent their grief?"

The high winds are too cold.

Louise shrugged her shoulders involuntarily.