Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Jennifer went to the top floor first after returning to the big apartment.

This apartment cost hundreds of thousands of dollars when it was purchased, and it directly emptied her wallet even worse. Thanks to "Wilderness Challenge", now it seems that hundreds of thousands of dollars are small money, which is nothing.

The big apartment is located in the Diamond District, and most of the residents living nearby are from the high-income class, but even so, most of the cars parked in the underground garage are common and applicable cars, and there are few luxury cars, let alone Lamborghini or rolls royce.

Bruce shines like a diamond in the sand here, and has firmly attracted the attention of neighbors and the media since the first day he moved in. Jennifer always thinks it's a miracle that he hasn't had his car stolen yet.

When it comes to car theft, one of the selling points of a large condo is the security system.

This security system does not refer to those security guards—Jennifer has seen countless times that the security guards in the underground garage dragged their potbellied bodies and patrolled the driveway while eating burgers. The smell of synthetic meat mixed with the smell of gasoline made people feel Physical discomfort.

The security on the ground floor is a little more dedicated.Large apartments are one of the few open blocks with security patrols. These security guards with guns will patrol downstairs of the apartment 24 hours a day. When they don’t need to change shifts, they gather together to eat takeaway from Thai restaurants and browse smhub in groups. .

Compared with human guards, what really makes residents feel safe is the four access control from the basement to the top floor.

There is a first access control outside the apartment and the garage door. There is a second access control for the apartment door and the garage to enter the porch of the main building. In the elevator, you need to use your room card to open the third access control. After getting out of the elevator, there are irises on the doors of each apartment. Lock.

When Jennifer bought it, she thought four gates were enough.

But after the incident of fanatical fans, she felt that forty gates were not enough.

Bruce moved to the big apartment, and after the third round, Jennifer spent most of the day downstairs, with very occasional overnight stays; after the fandom incident, she moved directly to the downstairs guest room, and the penthouse was taken over. Used to store luggage.

Jennifer is not afraid of death. She has faced many life-and-death crises, and it is this kind of life-and-death crisis that gave her a strong sense of safety, whether in the wilderness or in the city.

Recently, she feels more and more that a new world is slowly unfolding, and all kinds of bizarre crises are buried in places that seemed safe in the past.

For example, Beverly Hills in Los Angeles has the best security conditions in the world. Living alone used to make her feel safe, but now it makes her heart beat faster; even only she can set foot on the top floor of the big apartment, but now she Began to worry about the shape of the roof of the apartment building, thinking that it was so wide that even a helicopter could take off and land on it with ease.

Compared with these two residences, the apartment downstairs was carefully arranged by Bruce.

Jennifer discovered the clues on the first day of his return. He replaced the window panes with double-layer bulletproof glass. The sound of knocking on the floor was not like normal solid wood furniture at all. There seemed to be a hollow partition behind the mural... ...

In addition, Bruce discusses those secrets in the apartment as blatantly as in a car, which shows that there is some anti-eavesdropping device; when he routinely "goes back to the old house to check the progress" at night, Alfred will stay in the apartment. Apartment, just shut yourself in the room; there are self-defense props in some hidden places...

After being invited to stay in the guest room, Jennifer obtained the consent of the host and brought her own things.

There are now three pistols and a few knick-knacks in the guest bedroom.

Both of them have the same idea:

Not to mention that the two of them had a different relationship after the identity "crisis", and no one mentioned the public breakup that was agreed at the beginning; even if it was announced to the media according to the original plan, it is already too late now. It's too self-explanatory.

Since the other party believes that she is with Bruce, and Bruce has a relationship with Batman, which indirectly means that she has a relationship with Batman, there is no need to hide it, and it may end up being bad.Jennifer doesn't want to be the "ex-girlfriend" in the movie who is always used as a kidnapping target after drawing a line.

Why bother.

But... In addition to objective considerations, she can't deny those subjective considerations——

A qualified hunter will not be too far away from the prey.

Jennifer stared at the mirror-smooth elevator doors and smiled to herself.

Bruce was looking up at the clock when she came in, and when he heard the door knock, he stood up from behind his computer desk, stretched, and put the fourth coffee cup carelessly aside.

"Where have you been?" he asked. "How was your evening?"

"I think it's good, at least they are all acting very well, I hope there will be some positive feedback in the past few days." Jennifer kicked off her high heels, took off the hairpin on her head, and walked towards the guest room with her clothes in her arms, "Alfred Didn't you come up? He obviously came back with me just now."

Bruce is back at the coffee maker, staring at the dripping coffee like an Autobot at a spark. "Alfred went back to the old house to check. As you know, the outside structure of the old house is almost repaired, and now the inside needs to be redecorated. Some of the preserved collections are in the bank, and some are locked in the cellar. You cannot live without people.”

Jennifer responded indiscriminately.

She put the pearl bracelet on the table, then paused, and took off the diamond necklace Bruce gave her.

"Can't you change it upstairs?" Bruce said disgustedly, "You can just put these things away, and leave them in my place, one after another. Yesterday I saw a pair Earrings, I don’t need earrings, why can’t blue get into your eyes, Miss Princess?”

"Can't catch my eye? Forgive me, I'm just a poor man, but I'm not rich enough to drive a Lamborghini into a bumper car." Jennifer said calmly, "But speaking of littering, I went upstairs today to get clothes ,Do you know why?"

Bruce froze.

"Because the silk pajamas got scratched," Jennifer said dryly. "Did I tell you to hand wash this dress, Brucey? Tell me why you threw this poor dress in the washing machine?"

Mr. Wayne felt a little wronged.

He stared at the coffee machine as if to stare it out, and then concentrated on making coffee.

Jennifer strutted into the guest bedroom.

When she came out after changing her clothes, Bruce was sitting in front of the computer again. She walked over and leaned over to have a look, and asked, "How is the investigation going? Do you have any clues?"

"No." Bruce replied quickly, "It's not useful."

That's what he said, but the strangeness that flashed in his eyes didn't mean that.

"I can always find someone else to investigate." Jennifer pressed his shoulder, "You don't think that I have been in Hollywood for so many years and have nothing to do with it? Some of the acquaintances I know are in trouble, I think they Should be more than happy to provide me with some private investigator contacts."

As we all know, Batman is not a threat.

Bruce stared at her for about half a minute, then projected some information in the air.

"Only a small part. Jin did help in this matter, but he did it cleanly. Three gangsters committed suicide in the police station five days ago. Jin swept his tail clean, and Luther was as slippery as a Loach, I still have to start with Gotham."

"I see." Jennifer nodded. "By the way, Ball sent me another message. He said that friend wanted to meet me."

"No." Bruce answered bluntly.

"I can't imagine it," Jennifer said. "But it's a matter of life and death. If my boyfriend is just a playboy, what do you think I would do in the past? Thinking about it from another angle, it is impossible for a normal person to feel What's wrong, who would be wary of old friends and be suspicious of them?"

Isn't it obvious that there is a problem telling others?

Bruce also understood this truth: "You have to think of a better reason. I have already checked, and the person who contacted you may not be a screenwriter at all. Mark Bauer bought a new mobile phone two days ago, of course You could also say it was his whim, but it's always good to be vigilant."

"I can't help...wait, I can. You wait for me." Jennifer went back to the room and called Brian, asking if the contact meeting mentioned earlier would happen now or when.

"A lie destined to be exposed?" Jennifer frowned, "I don't think Jin Bin or anyone else is that stupid. I confronted Ball and everything was clear. What good are they telling such a lie? Unless Paul I myself was part of a lie."

They all fell silent.

Just then, Jennifer's cell phone lit up again.

She turned on the screen and saw that it was still an ephemeral message from Mark Bauer. This message was accompanied by a croaking penguin, and there was also a word on it-"goods".

Master Wayne looked at the mobile phone, as if he was considering whether to throw it out of the window on the spot or send it into an incinerator at thousands of degrees.

"What does that mean?" Jennifer asked, looking up.

"Don't worry, Jenny," Bruce said coldly, "Penguin was already on my patrol. We'll figure it out."

***

It must be clarified—

When Bruce said "we'll figure it out," he basically meant putting on a Batman suit, finding the Penguin-related villains, beating them up, interrogating them, and then hanging them all from a tall building. on the sharp corner.

He definitely doesn't mean a threesome date in the dead of night with a Kryptonian who makes a surprise visit and his green wingman.

Absolutely not.

That night, Batman raided the Bowery area on the north side of Crime Alley, tied several bullying villains into dumplings, hammered the nose bridges of several drug dealers into their skulls, and found several kilograms of white powder in their dens , and pried out the location of Penguin's next transaction from several small gangs nearby, and almost won a big victory.

The reason he "nearly" won was because he was stopped by two bloody flying people before he left.

Superman and Green Lantern flew to the left and right at the height of the two-story building, as if they were young people who came to the city from some country to visit relatives, as if they could just "pass by" from Gotham and "drop in" to see Watch Batman and "offhand" some insight into how he goes about his affairs.

fuck it.

"So you are the Dark Knight." Of course Green Lantern spoke first.

And Superman crossed his arms, tightened his jaw, and used the most beautiful face Batman has ever seen in his life, putting on the expression that a church priest only has when he encourages you to confess. "You...you don't have to do that, you don't have to break their bones."

Yes, of course he could choose to dance Zumba hand in hand with the villains.

Batman can't figure out why these two heroes—or at least that's what they're called—behave like 15-year-lost classmates, and the uncertain, self-talking intimacy creeps him out.

But he wasn't interested in finding out why.

"Leave my city," Batman said.He knocked Penguin's subordinates unconscious, pressed one hand on the universal belt around his waist, and carefully grasped the hook gun with the other hand, and slowly turned around.

"Hey!" Green Lantern quips, "You're still standing on my Earth, you can't technically leave my sector!"

At the same time, Superman also said: "We have no intention of being your enemy."

Batman didn't speak.

Black cloaks, red cloaks, and green fluorescents confronted each other in the night of Gotham, and neither of them would take half a step back, until the guard of Seaside City, who talked the most, raised his hands and spread out to the two of them reassuringly.

"Relax big guys, don't make it look like a Colosseum," he said, "Times Square was attacked by giant lizards, remember? We're all here to investigate the same thing, let's get it over with , everyone went back to their respective homes, and everyone was happy."

"Green Lantern, don't you think you are too far away from Seaside City?" Batman put away his hand on the hook gun.Now he was a little curious about how the two heroes got on the line, maybe they collided while flying in the air.

"Gotham has its own urban hero, but many people say you are just a legend, I have been curious about it for a long time." Green Lantern put his hands on his hips, curling the corners of his lips, "Since you are a living person, then listen up, Batman, Penguin, Gold Mask and Luthor will be trading medicine at the port tonight, we have to hurry."

The Penguin deal is no secret, but...

"Golden Mask?" Batman said.

"An 'old friend' of mine." Green Lantern shrugged, "He is a superpower who mutated with potions. He used to live in Seaside City and caused troubles all day long. Later, he moved to Central City when he found that there was no way out. As a result, last year Central City There's a Flash out, and I reckon he's going to have to move again."

It was the first time Superman and Batman had heard of such a flexible super criminal, and they couldn't help but twitched their mouths.

Green Lantern clearly misunderstood what they meant. "Don't worry, he won't come to Gotham and Metropolis." He waved his hands and said, "We all think that the man in the golden mask just tasted the sweetness of the potion enhancement and wants to try the second enhancement. Recently, the Central City There is a 'Lightning Smash Bros.' going on here, and the heroes are so busy that they don't touch the ground, and I happen to be on vacation on Earth, so I'll take a look."

"Us?" Superman asked.

"Me and The Flash." Green Lantern cleared his throat. "Okay, friends, let's not talk, so now we are going to cooperate or something? I don't think those criminals will come to the meeting alone."

"I agree." Superman said.

"Who's your friend?" Batman said.

"You don't understand Luthor," Superman sighed. "We have to cooperate. This potion—the reptile potion you mentioned, no matter how righteous its current purpose is, it will eventually fall on the superhero."

"Don't really like being targeted, do you?" Batman said half-sarcastically.His other hand was also lowered.

"No one likes to be targeted." Superman shrugged good-naturedly, sounding extraordinarily sincere, "Let's open up the sky, sir, the GCPD isn't really after you, or even working with you. .If there is a need to collect evidence, there is no better opportunity than tonight."

The atmosphere in the field froze for a moment.

"Wait, are we going to start exposing each other now?" Green Lantern called.He looked from one to the other, lest the two heroes should fight on the spot.

But they didn't.

After a long while, Batman nodded slightly.

"Yes, let's open the skylight and talk about it." The dark knight said slowly, "It's a great honor for you to poke your nose around Gotham and keep asking about everything about me since last month. Thanks You still remember to go to Times Square to put out a fire, or I'm thinking of helping you move, Clark."

The field was silent again.

The expression on Superman's face at this moment is almost priceless, so that Green Lantern has to grab his wrist desperately, lest the ring of light will follow his mind and become an oversized camera.