[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

How much Janna wants to do good deeds without leaving her name, such as this Mr. Bruce Wayne.

She gave him the injection, and he simply injected it into his body, and continued to be his night hero after recovering.

But the reality is-

After being stunned for a moment, Bruce replied in a low voice to Alfred on the other end: "I'm fine."

At the same time, he stared at Janna more deeply, "Are there really two very similar people in the same world?"

Not only are they very similar, but they also have the same name - Janna.

After he sent her photo to Alfred, the image comparison quickly yielded results: Jana Miller, a registered mutant.

Her file was on from birth, so Bruce was sure this wasn't someone who just appeared out of thin air.

Just like the girl named Janna Caitlin, until now, he has not figured out some things about her: the temperament that is different from other children who were born in the orphanage and her sudden appearance from the clown The act of turning heads...

"Master, what are you talking about..." Alfred couldn't figure out who Master Wayne was speaking to.

"Mr. Wayne, what are you talking about? You seem to be losing your mind. I'm really here to help you."

Janna took a step closer, and Bruce took a wary step back.

Before he was completely sure who she was, of course he would not easily inject the potion she gave him, no matter how bad he felt about himself now.

"Janna Miller, a mutant, in your capacity, you shouldn't be at this dinner." Bruce knew he was sober.

Janna finally knew her own name in this world, or from Bruce Wayne's mouth, it was very subtle.

At the same time, she observed Bruce's expression, and when he bit out the sound of "Jana", her heart skipped a beat.But this man who stubbornly resisted the mutant potion remained calm and his expression remained the same.

With so many changes of identities, Janna has the ability to enter the drama in a second.

"Dr. Theo invited me here. What if I am a mutant who is willing to return to an ordinary person? I am more inclined that this cooperation can be achieved."

The dark green spots on Bruce's face became more and more serious, and the same lines slowly climbed up on the back of his hands.

He didn't accept Janna's help, "I don't trust you."

"Did you know that after a certain time limit, this potion will never change back, and you will die as a monster."

It occurred to Janna that all she had to do was pause his time briefly so she could inject him with the antidote.

"Mr. Wayne..." Just as her voice sounded, Bruce had already stood up straight, rubbing her shoulder and intending to leave here.

Janna took a deep breath, and when she spoke again, her tone was firm and forceful: "Mr. Wayne, would you rather die as a monster than die as a hero on the battlefield against evil?"

The footsteps behind her stopped, and a steady voice came from behind: "I don't understand what you mean."

"You know, whether it's a vigilante who does whatever he wants, a hero who buries crimes, a beggar, or a billionaire, you know who you are better than me."

Janna turned around, with her back to the dark night, her eyes were no longer innocent and compassionate, she tore off the mask, stood in front of him fearlessly, and repeated again: "You know what I'm talking about , the hero of Gotham, Mr. Bruce Wayne, oh...or do you want me to say that code name?"

Just as unbelievable as Bruce, and Alfred on the other end of the headset, "With all due respect, my old butler's intuition tells me that this girl is very likely..."

"Janna is dead." Bruce said without thinking.

In the first year after her death, he visited her grave and left the only bouquet of flowers.

Janna Caitlin, already dead, died right in front of him.

A smile filled Janna's curved eyes, and she said every word: "Gotham can be saved by heroes, why can't heroes be saved by some kind of miracle?"

Janna reached for the potion, and this time, she believed he would take it.

Just as she thought, Bruce was silent for a few seconds, took the medicine, opened it, and injected it into his body from the neck.

He has a lot of problems, but the most important thing right now is that he has to survive until nobody else takes over in Gotham.

Jana, who hasn't had a sip of water all night, has dry lips and tired heart.

She never thought it would be so difficult to persuade people to inject the antidote.

If Bruce refused again, she had already figured it out - knock him out and pour him into it.

Naturally, Bruce, who didn't know what Janna was thinking at the moment, looked at the back of his hand returning to normal little by little, and was about to ask the question in his heart, but she preempted him and said: "Mr. Wayne, compared to mutants and aliens everywhere New York, or Gotham's mental patients and lunatics are more suitable for you to sanction, go back soon."

This time, she brushed past him.

"Janna, are you that Janna?" Bruce called to her.

Janna, who had already opened the glass door, glanced at a certain corner and replied, "I'll tell you later, the trouble tonight still needs to be resolved."

"When did you come?" Janna walked up to Osiris.

"When you talked about vigilantes, beggars, and rich people..." Osiris glanced at the Gotham rich man who hadn't gone far, the flying mouse in his mouth, and continued, "Remind me that you have always been very eloquent Yes, always say something easily convincing."

"..." Janna, who realized that Osiris was reminded of the past, chose to change the subject, "Where's the red mutant?"

"Not dead." He summed up the hapless mutant in one word.

After Janna expressed deep sympathy, she thought about it, and finally asked softly: "What about you, are you okay?"

"Something happened."

"Did he hurt you?" Janna frowned, looked him up and down, and asked cautiously.

In her opinion, Osiris, a god who has a relationship with life and death, pain and disease would not exist in his concept.

Osiris saw that Janna rarely showed such a worried expression towards him, his eyes gradually softened, and he seemed to complain in a low voice: "If I will be affected by that kind of thing, will you be very worried and go too for me?" Want an antidote?"

"..."

Janna knows what's up with Osiris...

"You are the god of death, can you be more tolerant."

"No, have you ever heard of tolerance being used to describe the god of death?"

Inclusive death?

It doesn't seem quite right.

But now is not the time to weigh adjectives.

In the lobby on the first floor, there were also a bunch of evil mutants mixed with mutated ordinary people.

When Janna and Osiris returned to the first floor, the S.H.I.E.L.D. reserve team had arrived secretly with the latest batch of antidotes.

Many human beings who couldn't pick out a human figure one second, have turned back into embarrassing medical professionals or embarrassing rich people with ten-figure assets in the next second, if their shapeless clothes are ignored.

When passing by these people, Janna could hear the resentment and condemnation of mutants from their mouths.

It seems that these people will never cooperate with the organizers to research or invest in drugs to "cure" mutants.

So is this what the mastermind behind this mega-disaster wants?

The medical profession and the circle of celebrities and rich people have a feeling of disgust towards mutants... so who is the beneficiary?

As for the mutants who participated in this incident, only three were actually present. Except for the red devil who was crushed by Osiris to the point of doubting his life, the remaining two were solved by Tony and Steve respectively.

Natasha was trying to get clues from the mutants as Janna approached.

As a secret agent and spy, she is very suitable for anti-routine humans, but these mutants don't seem to accept that.

Janna found that the red devil, who could move instantly, seemed to be sleepy at the moment, his hands and feet were tied, and he looked desperately at the luxurious chandelier above his head.

She felt as if she was missing something horribly wrong.

Tony greeted Janna, and of course he was still waiting for her explanation.

When he saw clearly who was walking over, the red devil on the ground started to writhe like crazy and rubbed his back against the floor, muttering: "Demon, he's a devil, don't let him come near me! Please!"

"Who?" Natasha looked up and turned around, the first thing she noticed was the doctor whose sixth sense told her that she was extremely dangerous.

When they found the mutant, he was mentally bound almost constantly, which also surprised them who did it.

On the other hand, Janna took Osiris's wrist, looked at the mutant on the ground with a puzzled face and asked, "Demon? I'm afraid there is nothing more devil-like than you here right now?"

Tony is also very strange. He has investigated this doctor and his information is true.

It is almost impossible to forge such meticulous and detailed identity information, as well as a degree from a prestigious school that convinces everyone.

But the panic that the mutant looked at the doctor didn't seem fake.

Janna's words interrupted his thinking, "Mr. Stark, what kind of existence is behind the mutant organization you mentioned?"

Tony confessed: "It is still under investigation, and these people will not be able to pry their mouths open for a while."

"Maybe I can help." After Janna said with a smile, she walked up to the Red Devil and slowly squatted down.

"The insidious and evil Mr. Red Demon who fears even death, I need you to tell me, who is the boss behind you?" Jana put two fingers on her chin, showing a meaningful smile.

Tony and Natasha looked at each other.

Tony: Can a few compliments be enough?This obviously won't work...

Natasha: I agree with you that it's definitely not going to work.

Under Natasha's pressure, the red devil who claimed that he would not say it even if he was killed, when he heard the word "death", subconsciously looked at the person standing behind the red-brown-haired girl. His eyes also fell on him at this moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"I say, I say, I say! I'll tell you everything you want to hear!" The red devil admitted his cowardice, and shouted loudly.

Because there are more terrible things in this world than killing him.

Doubtful Tony & Natasha: ? ? ?