[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

"Batman 02"

"Welcome to the watchtower, I hope you are all well."

Floating in the watchtower of the universe - the hidden base of the Justice League, the locked electronic door slowly opened the door after scanning the identity of the visitor. The founder of the Justice League, Batman, is similar to Superman but has a different transcendent status.

Although the mask on his face conceals his expression, Batman's frown can still make people see the depression wrapped around him.

Batman strode up to Superman who was sitting in his seat. After receiving some bad news about Superman from The Flash and Wonder Woman, he immediately dropped the affairs he was dealing with and hurried away. Here comes the watchtower.

Of course, caring about the mental health of his companions at this time is one aspect. On the other hand, Batman has never slacked off his vigilance against Superman.

The stagnant atmosphere in the hall clearly showed that what the Flash and Wonder Woman said was true. Batman tensed up, and his brain was racing to guess what happened to Superman.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess. For Superman, there are only a few things that can affect his emotions.

Family, friends, and — lovers.

According to The Flash, Superman first went to Kansas to see his mother, and then searched for the Joker's location through the technology of the watchtower, until it was confirmed that the Joker was still imprisoned and imprisoned in the Arkham Asylum. It was a sigh of relief.

In the past, if Superman investigated Gotham criminals without Batman's consent, he would definitely be sanctioned by Batman's iron fist, but today's Superman's abnormality made Batman temporarily put this matter behind him.

"What happened, Superman." Batman sat down directly in his seat. Before he came, he asked his butler to reconfirm whether there was anything special happened today, and the feedback he got was that everything was calm and there was no A sign of foreign invasion.

"I've checked, sir. It's a good day for both Mrs. Martha and Mr. Joshua."

Ah Fu's steady voice came from the tiny earphones.

Batman put his arm on the table, and the heavy and hard armor collided with the table to make a heavy sound.

Superman in the seat kept his head down, Batman couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could barely guess a point or two from the depressing aura around him.

Batman's hoarse voice fell into Clark's ears, and his body like a hill moved slightly, and Clark raised his head slowly. He looked at his comrades who had fought side by side countless times in front of him, and he was a little frozen because of ecstasy. His expression relaxed a little at this moment.

"Batman, I... had a different dream again." Clark closed his eyes. He seemed to be in some pain, but there was so little information left in the dream, which made him feel at a loss. The patron saint of the metropolis is here For a moment, it showed a bit of fragility.

That dream was still very beautiful, and it was so beautiful that Clark was almost intoxicated, but the dream that turned sharply afterward was comparable to torture.

"This time, I dreamed that the clown went to Metropolis."

Clark intermittently told Batman about the dream, maybe he was worried about something, and when Batman asked some small details, Clark would try his best to recall and tell everything.

The malicious and crazy smile of the clown in the dream reappeared in Clark's mind. Just thinking about it seemed to make Clark experience great torture. blank.

But what can the clown madman do?What he likes the most is to watch those high-ranking people who claim to be righteous and kind be trampled and humiliated by him mentally, watching others fall from hope into the abyss, just watching other people suffering and crazy is enough to make him happy all day.His reason for doing evil is simply because he wants to.

In this way, there are only a handful of reasons why the clown in Clark's dream is in the Metropolis.

Since he didn't go against his deadly rival Batman and ran to Metropolis, it was nothing more than to deal with Superman.

And if you want to defeat Superman, you just need to start with the person he loves the most.

Batman sitting on the side frowned even more tightly, and subconsciously clenched his hands on the table. Even though Clark said it was just a dream of his own, it was hard to say whether the lunatic Joker would do something like this .

He was originally a lunatic who did whatever he wanted, and a lunatic who is not bound by morality and ethics is undoubtedly a time bomb for the entire society.

But despite this, Batman still has to calm down Superman's emotions first.

"Calm down, Superman." Bruce said in a deep voice, his brain was running fast. This was not the first time Superman had such an unfounded dream. If it was just a simple dream, how could there be those detailed details?This isn't something that can be explained by a simple dream, but whatever it is, since the things in the dream haven't happened yet, Bruce will let it die in the bud.

"Since what happened in the dream happened after you and Joshua were together, it means that it won't happen anytime soon."

Bruce stretched out his hand and held Clark's shoulder tightly. His voice was deep and hoarse, but he often gave people an endless sense of power. Everyone in the Justice League always said.As long as there is Batman, the big things will be solved in front of him.

"I won't let this happen, leave it to me, Superman."

Clark raised his head and looked at Batman. The handsome face of the little prince of Gotham was hidden under this terrifying mask. There were some unshaven beards on the only exposed chin, and two pairs of blue eyes. They looked at each other, but it seemed that some agreement had been reached.

"Thanks, Batman." Clark cheered up and said to Bruce, his first smile of the day.

"I'll do my job well, and I won't hold you back."

On the monitors all over the wall of the monitoring center of the watchtower, a red dot began to flash, which indicated that another villain on the Justice League blacklist appeared. Today is Superman on duty, so this matter should be resolved by him.

"I'm going first, Batman."

Clark didn't stay too long, he knew what he was going to do, so after saying goodbye to Batman, he hurried to the outside of the watchtower, leaving Batman alone in the empty hall.

Batman watched the back of Superman disappear, he walked to the computer in the watchtower, sat down and began to search for something in the computer. In fact, Batman had already started to study about Superman when Superman dreamed for the first time. The matter of dreams is gone, but the information is still thin, and there are only two or three guesses about Superman's dreams that can be put forward.

"Master, do you think it is a parallel universe, or something that will happen in the future?" Alfred, who was in the Batcave, was a little worried. He looked at the monitors all over Gotham. In the middle, there is a huge screen monitoring Gotham's most powerful criminal, the clown.

"It's all possible, Ah Fu." Batman's cold voice sounded in the Batcave. He has always been a person who takes one step to see a hundred steps. No matter what kind of possibility it is, Batman will never let it go. If If he didn't have such a meticulous thinking and a way of thinking beyond ordinary people, he would not pull everyone in the Justice League back from the death line when the Justice League was on the verge of collapse several times when facing foreign enemies.

"By the way, Joshua Sethi should also pay more attention." Batman paused and spoke again.

Alfred in the Batcave sighed sadly: "Master, Joshua is just an ordinary person."

Batman's fingers jumped on the keyboard quickly, and he didn't waver at what the butler said. He just replied calmly: "He's a mutant, and my brother is still Tony Stark."

"And, when he's with Superman in the future, he won't be an ordinary person."

Joshua's hectic day came to an end when he had his final surgery.

He took off the gloves on his hands and began to wash his hands by the sink. His fingers were a little wrinkled due to working with surgical gloves for a long time, but this was not a problem, and it would return to its original shape after a while.

Because this is the last operation of the day, Joshua can leave work after finishing it. He packed his things, said goodbye to the people in the hospital, and walked out the door.

He wasn't ready to go home, Clark just called him today, and Clark's emotions on the phone sounded a little off, Joshua thought to himself, so he decided to go see him.

But not long after he left, he saw a familiar figure from the back as he passed Metropolitan Plaza.

Joshua thought he had misread it, so he just stopped to observe carefully, but no matter how he saw it, he was familiar with it.

That back looks a bit like Clark.

But for some reason, Joshua felt a bit like Superman again.

The man ran a few steps in the square to chase a red balloon that was out of his hands. He ran fast and took big steps. The slow-moving balloon was quickly caught up by the man, and he caught it with a single leap. up balloons.

Holding the string of the balloon, he walked back to the original position, squatted down again, and handed the balloon in his hand to a little girl in the square.

"Thank you uncle."

The little girl thanked her crisply, and Joshua could hear clearly that the man chasing the balloon showed half of his side face, and Joshua recognized at a glance that it was Clark he was going to meet.

He didn't go over immediately, but went to the vending machine to buy two cans of juice, and then walked to Clark with the juice.

Clark was wearing a gray sportswear today, still wearing his own pair of black-rimmed glasses. After giving the little girl a balloon, he sat on a bench in the square and looked up at the statue of Superman standing in the center of the Metropolitan Square in a daze.

"Clark." Joshua pressed the juice in his hand to Clark's face, and bent down to talk to him.

In fact, it didn't bend much, because Clark was too tall, and Joshua could see the expression on Clark's face as long as he bent slightly.

Clark was probably thinking about something, the expression on his face was confused and complicated, and Joshua couldn't understand it.

"You jumped really high just now." The corners of Joshua's lips curled up slightly: "Speaking of which, your height is quite suitable for playing basketball."

"If you enter the NBA, you will definitely have a good ranking."

"Joshua." The cold touch on the side of his cheek brought Clark back to his senses. He looked at Joshua with a smile in his eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Joshua's words brought Clark back to his senses, and he laughed again.

"My motor nerves are bad."

He can indeed play basketball, but he is afraid that he will accidentally smash the basketball hall down. Clark has experienced only a handful of sports since he was a child. Because of his special physique, he can't enjoy a game heartily. .

This is a pity, but Clark is used to it, so he doesn't care so much about these little things now.

What he is doing now is much more meaningful than those things.

The juice ice that Joshua bought was cold, and Clark took the juice can from Joshua's hand, and swept the bad emotions in his heart because of the nightmare he had last night into the corner, only in this way could he carry Happy face Joshua.

"Did that dream make you sad?" Joshua sat next to Clark and patted his pants. He remembered the reason why Clark called him today, and asked.

There was no curiosity in his eyes, as if he was asking what the weather was like today.

Clark was just silent, looking at Joshua who was still healthy and cheerful, and then slowly smiled.

"It's sad, but the future is beautiful."

"That's good too." Joshua chatted with Clark, without deliberately trying to comfort him, as if talking normally.

"If there is a beautiful scene in the dream, it is also a memory worth cherishing."

Clark thought about the memory of the first half of the dream, and it was really beautiful.

His deceased father, Jonathan, was still alive, and he also brought his loved ones to meet his parents. Although Tony Stark seemed to reject his "brother-in-law", he still regarded him as a family.

That was the scene that Clark had imagined countless times after meeting Joshua.

"But it's because the front is so beautiful that the second half of the dream is painful." Clarke opened the tab of the juice can, and put it to his mouth to sip gently.

"If something happens to you, I'm very sorry, and I don't want you to get hurt a little bit."

When Clark said this, he didn't have an ambiguous tone, he was just telling a fact.

Not only Joshua, but also his mother Martha.

The only listener froze for a moment, feeling a little sour in his heart for no reason, and there was also an unspeakable sweetness.

"That won't happen, Clark." Joshua lowered his eyes and said softly, "I will protect myself, and."

"If anything happens to you, I'll be sad too."

Clark was surprised for a moment. He looked at Joshua beside him. The clumsy and honest temperament he had disguised in the past to conceal his identity disappeared like ice and snow at this moment. Even Krypton's black-rimmed glasses can't hide it.

A person can change his appearance, but he can never hide his soul. He should be dazzling, so he will always be dazzling.

Joshua was dumbfounded. He looked at Clark's blue eyes. These eyes, which he had seen hundreds of times, suddenly felt inexplicably familiar to Joshua. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to take off Clark's eyes. The glasses frame, but after touching it with his fingertips, he quickly regained his senses.

"Sorry." Joshua withdrew his hand, somewhat at a loss.

"It's nothing." Clark pushed his frame and said with a smile, "You will see how you take off the frame in the future."