[Zhongyingmei] Can drawing cards save the world?

Superman is easily controlled by poison.

Especially for Sterak, a toxin mixed with kryptonite powder, the manipulative effect on him is multiplied.

Martha didn't know who the person in front of her was, but her first reaction was that he must not be a good person.

"Clark?" She called her son's name, as if to figure out what was going on.

Clark didn't respond, he stood there blankly, as if he had entered a dream.

Martha began to frantically press the transmitter in her hand, but because there was no response, her movements gradually increased.

"The signal here has been blocked, ma'am." Strack said, "I advise you not to struggle—besides, we don't mean to hurt you."

"But you want to hurt my son!" Martha stared at him, hoping that the controlled Clark could return to his original state.

"Say your mother goodbye, Superman," Strack said.

Clark turned around and looked at Martha with dull eyes.

Martha: "Clark—"

In the next second, Superman left here with Strucker.

Elaine also returned here in an instant: "What happened?"

"It's too late," Martha said. "Can you help him?"

"He seems to be under control..."

The ground suddenly shook, and there were explosions and crashes not far away.

"I'll go and have a look. You must protect yourself, ma'am." Elaine said, "As long as you are still here, there is still room for redemption."

As Elaine spoke, she opened the portal, but she didn't expect Martha to grab her arm.

"If he really does something bad, don't hesitate, okay?" Martha said, "Even if he survives, he will feel worse than death in self-blame."

"I promise you, ma'am."

The site of the explosion was in a factory. Judging from the scope above, it was probably unintentional.Strucker wouldn't suddenly want to blow up the factory without doing nothing, unless there was something special about it.

Elaine took a closer look and knew why.

This is from the Stark family.

"Who is this related to?" Coincidentally, Tony, who probably sensed the alarm, flew over wearing a battle suit, landed next to Elaine and asked, "You didn't happen to be passing by, did you?"

"Superman is controlled by Strucker, this should be their masterpiece." Elaine said, "Why bomb this house?"

Tony seemed to be searching for something in the helmet, and explained after a while: "Luthor sent a bunch of kryptonite shells to the military in my name before, and this is currently the only military factory in Stark's country."

"So it's a personal grudge," Elaine said.

"I'm more fortunate now that there is no one on the night shift in the factory, otherwise it would not be as simple as we chatting here."

"If he's really hurt, we're fully entitled to deport him," Elaine said.

The expression under Tony's helmet was not clear, but his tone seemed a little strange: "I thought you would rescue him again and give him a chance."

"I'm not that kind of person," Elaine said. "If deporting him could save millions of people, I don't think I made a mistake."

"Maybe it's the memory you have that makes you feel that way?" Tony asked. "You saw the horror of the future, so you don't want to go through it again?"

"Maybe." Elaine sighed, "Did I overreact?"

Tony didn't speak, just watched the collapsed ruins below her with her.

"I have to go find Bruce." Elaine opened the portal and asked, "Come together?"

Tony shook his head, "I still have to deal with the aftermath, you go by yourself."

As he spoke, he flew to the side, seemingly taking pictures of the scene for Pep, and waiting for the fire truck to come.

Elaine stepped over and entered the Batcave.

Jason and Damian were leaning in front of the bat computer and looking at the route of today's night patrol. When they felt someone coming in, they turned their heads——

"Wow—" Damian exclaimed blankly.

There was no ups and downs in the tone.

Jason was a little dissatisfied with his attitude, rolled his eyes and said, "I thought you had a fight with the bat."

Elaine grinned and shook her head, "No. Where's Bruce?"

"He just happened to go out on business. It seems that the warehouse of Wayne's house was bombed—" Jason said, "We have to figure out the route for the night patrol today."

Elaine leaned over to glance at the screen, only to find that a strange boy was sitting on the chair.

"Hi, I'm Tim Drake." Tim held out his hand to her.

"New Robin?" Elaine asked, shaking his hand. "How did he find you?"

"No." Tim said, taking a sip of coffee, the dark circles under his eyes looked very unhealthy, "I found him."

"Wow——" Elaine sighed from the bottom of her heart, "Then you really..."

"Bull." Damian crossed his arms and said the last word for her, "Father should be in the meeting room of Wayne Building now, are you still going?"

"You must be here because something important happened?" Tim said, "you can send him a message."

But Elaine saw Tim's nimble fingers hit the quick send button before she got close to him to shake his hand.

"Just tell him I'll go find him." Elaine chuckled, "I still know where the Wayne Building is."

In fact, Bruce's private office hadn't been visited by anyone for a long time.

Even if you stay, it will not exceed two hours.

After all, Bruce Wayne's personality is that the dandy does not like to participate in the company's affairs.

However, the company cleaning will of course do their due diligence to wipe the dust on him every day, so it still looks very neat and clean.

Bruce, who was still in the meeting, had actually been waiting for the cause of the explosion.So when Tim texted him, it wasn't that much of a surprise, but rather a "finally here" feeling.

He shrugged off dealing with the group of old men in the conference room, turned around and went to the office, and saw Elaine sitting there a little bored, staring at his photo.

"What are you looking at?" he said, closing the door.

Elaine looked up and said, "Your photo."

The photo shows Bruce in his teens, with a stiff expression, and a middle-aged Alfred standing beside him, looking at the camera unnaturally.

"Wayne's factory was also bombed. Can you tell me anything?" Bruce approached her and sat down on the chair behind the desk.

"Stark's house was also bombed." Elaine said, "This is not the worst result. Strucker has already controlled Superman. I'm afraid darkness will come soon."

"Luthor is allied with him," Bruce said. "I expected it."

Elaine simply leaned on the desk and sat on it, tiptoeing slightly to reach the corner of the table: "Aren't you afraid that he will make trouble directly, and then fast-forward to the later stage of memory?"

"Since Luthor has formed an alliance, he will not let Strucker do this." Bruce said, "Although he is selfish, it does not mean that he wants to destroy mankind."

"His goal has always been to get rid of Superman. He has always felt that if humans follow the lead of an alien, it will definitely lead to destruction."

"In a sense, he's right." Elaine shrugged, "So he's a double agent?"

"No accident, he will contact one of us later." Bruce said.

"Actually—" Elaine smiled awkwardly, "He's already looking for me."

Elaine and Luke naturally talked a lot when they entered Luthor's territory.

At least when Elaine is about to kill him, Luthor says he can make sure Superman doesn't go berserk.

"I've reached an agreement with Strack," Luthor said. "The potion I gave him containing kryptonite powder is not just as simple as making people obedient."

He lowered his voice mysteriously, "I have always had Superman's DNA, so that I can create a drug against him. For example, mix my genes into it, so that he also obeys me."

Elaine showed disgust again.

If she hadn't already known about Luthor's feelings for Superman, he would have been a scheming Zero.

This passage alone sounds so wrong.

Of course, this was the case that she didn't know that Connor existed.

Unfortunately, Connor was still lying in Luthor's most secret laboratory at this time, with a blank sheet of paper.

After that, it was the scene of Elaine returning to Martha's house.

"Does this mean that our crisis is over?" Elaine asked, "If Superman can be controlled by Luthor, doesn't that mean that he won't do irreversible things without our permission? ?”

After speaking, Elaine saw Bruce's serious expression.

"Did I say something wrong?" she asked.

"No." Bruce stood up and looked down at her, "It's just that someone outside saw you."

Elaine turned her head and saw a figure running away in a hurry, walking with wind.

"Who?" Elaine asked.

"Supposed to be some old man on the board," Bruce said, "knocking on my door."

"They know your office password?"

"I don't usually use the office—" Bruce sighed, "Come out with me."

"Huh?" Elaine wondered, "Just because he saw me in your office?"

"Unless you kill him right away, he'll let everyone know about you," Bruce said.

Elaine jumped down and faced him face to face: "I won't kill people casually!"

"Then go out with me." Bruce said, "I haven't relaxed for a long time, and we can have a meal together."

"If I remember correctly, your factory just exploded."

"That was going to be demolished," Bruce said, "just to save on the explosives."

Elaine: OK.

Bruce reached out to her, wrapped her hand in his, and walked out the door.

"What is my identity this time?" Elaine asked suddenly, "Is it your girlfriend?"

"What do you want to change to?" Bruce didn't seem to care much, "I have a lot of gossips."

"That means one more than me?"

"Almost." Bruce stood with her in the elevator across the office area, waited until the door closed, and continued, "But you are the only one who can be my girlfriend twice."

"It's an honor, Mr. Wayne." Elaine said eccentrically.

"You're welcome." Bruce pressed the floor button and asked, "Thai, French or Chinese?"

"What?" Elaine didn't respond.

Bruce continued, "The restaurant."

"Which is more lively?" Elaine asked, "I need to relax."

"That's Chinese food."

"it is good."

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