[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Clark turned the front of the SUV and the SUV reversed into the parking space. He loosened his seat belt and opened the door. He saw Kate standing at the door of the villa waiting for him. Clark smiled and waved to Kate, "Hi," Clark said: "I'm here, I heard they said that Wilson from our forensic department has arrived?"

Clark said as if nothing happened: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Kate couldn't help but looked back, as if they were all serious about their work. In fact, they were waiting for the on-site investigation and forensic investigation to be completed. Now the ex-colleagues who were huddled in the living room of the villa and peeped out, Clark walked up to Kate and lightly touched his elbows. Kate's arm, said: "Don't be nervous, I won't eat yours, and didn't you praise me for my temper?"

The owner of the villa, Alexander Bull, was handcuffed behind his back and he sat on the sofa.

Kate took a deep breath, grabbed Clark's hand, and said very solemnly and seriously, "I'm sorry!"

Clark raised his hand, put his arms around Kate's shoulders, led the young female detective around half a circle, and said, "It's okay, don't worry about it, I appreciate everyone who does their duty."

Clark's shoulder-to-shoulder action relieved the anxiety and apology of the female agent. Although Kate believed that Clark would forgive them—he was a clear-headed and reasonable person, Clark should blame them. They didn't trust him and was detected by the media. News, even because such reports have caused damage to Clark's reputation and the company, and most importantly, they forced Clark to personally reveal his identity.

The behavior analysis team is all experts in human psychology. Of course, they are aware of the necessity for most superheroes to disguise their identities. As long as they live on the earth, they all have weaknesses. The biggest weakness is the human heart, those friends, family and even lovers associated with superheroes.

"Kate," Clark's tone was a little heavy. Kate could tell the emotion in Clark's tone. She heard Clark say: "Actually, I was sorry in the past..." The two stood outside the villa and talked.

Kate said "Huh?" She was very puzzled - she didn't know where to say it.

"You are my partner at work and a good friend of mine. In the past, you didn't know the life and work of my other half," Clark said in a low voice, surrounded by staff coming and going, Kate understood a little Yes, Clark continued: "Many, my enemies have guessed my real identity, then you..."

"Do you understand what I mean?" Clark asked again.

Of course Kate understood, she thought for a while, and said, "I will always have a gun."

"Remember?" Clark said with a smile, "I once said that I would block bullets for you. I meant it. This sentence can be taken literally." Clark smiled, and Clark said: "That's right, I trust you, I trust Batman's background check, you are all people of high moral character."

Dr. Rhett looked at the window. He read his lips and told Clark to his team members in the smallest voice. A group of psychologists were so moved that they projected towards Superman's work partner when Kate entered the door. A jealous look.

This group of psychologists looked very calm and calm in front of the serial killer—the heart in their chest almost jumped out of their throats. They walked up to Clark together and said loudly and sincerely: "I'm sorry. !"

With Clark's eyesight and hearing, he could hear the beating of a drum-like heartbeat, and he could even see the changes in the muscles of the agents as they walked over together. Clark took a small breath and didn't Hold back, he burst out laughing, he laughed and said, "Oh, your actions are too funny, okay...okay," Clark waved his hands: "I forgive you, but..."

"You have to treat me to dinner!" Clark said.

"What would you like to eat?" Morgan asked quickly.

"Whatever," Clark looked in the direction of the crime scene. The group of people in front of him knew that he was looking through the floor to see the basement, and he said, "As long as it's not a box lunch from the bureau, it's fine." Clark He snapped his fingers towards this group of professionals, and he walked towards the core crime area. He called Eve, who was passing by, an intern who had just joined the forensic department, and said, "Eve!"

"Yes, sir?" Eve responded immediately.

"Bring me a kit," Clark asked, starting to work, "Have you found the organs of the previous victims?"

"Not yet, sir. We've scoured the basement."

Clark turned back to the members of the behavior analysis team and said: "Let's talk later, gentlemen and ladies, why don't you go to my small villa for dinner later?" Clark said: "In a more private environment, you can think about it. What's my problem?"

"Sir," Morgan couldn't help calling out, Clark turned to look at him, and Morgan asked, "Can we bring our technician?"

"Of course," Clark said, "If Miss Garcia is coming, I can pick her up. It will be faster, but it may be uncomfortable."

Clark heard the sound of explosions in Morgan's ears, and BAU's group pets were screaming: "Morgan, I want Mr. Kent to pick me up, pick me up, ahhh!" Morgan nodded with his neck stuck, even though he knew Su Pi must have heard it, but there were people here who didn't know Clark's other identity.

"Then I'll pick up our children first, and troubleshoot those who are smiling so happily. I'll pick you up, Miss Garcia." Clark said "ok" to Morgan, and he went to the basement go.

Clark glanced at Kate, who was frowning slightly. To be honest, Kate's pensive and confused appearance made him a little uneasy—even if everyone in his family was not sure if he could cover his vest. Have any hope, but there is always hope in life, isn't it?

……

Clark was in the basement, directing the men of the forensic department to carefully investigate the central crime scene of the villa. After everything was over, the agents who escorted Bull back to the Metropolitan Branch of the FBI also began their interrogation—although BAU's The work is over, and the Behavior Analysis team's private jet is ready to take off, but they want puff pastry for dinner!

Holch, who stayed in the Metropolitan FBI branch with a serious face, entered the interrogation room with Kate, and a large group of other behavioral analysts took off their FBI bulletproof vests and drove to The supermarket soared.

Clark went back to the FBI branch first, and colleagues from the forensic department brought the frozen organs of the deceased back to the bureau—this was the most favorable evidence against the murderer.

Alexander Bull, who had been silent at this time, made a request. He wanted to see Clark once, and as long as Clark was willing to see him, he would explain everything clearly.

Of course Clark heard the conversation when Bull mentioned his name, so he kept walking towards the interrogation room.Clark raised his hand and knocked on the door of the interrogation room. Kate got up and opened the door for him. Holch stood up and made room for one of the interrogators, and Clark sat down.

Clark's acting skills are quite good, he didn't know what Bull wanted to see him at a step, he said: "I'm curious, Senior Bull, why did you frame me, we have nothing other than an internship under Mr. Harveyson. intersection."

Bull smiled self-deprecatingly, and he said: "I am jealous of you, Kent, because in my few lives, I am burning more and more jealousy, I know you must know my murder plan, full of food, Promiscuity, greed, anger, jealousy, laziness and arrogance, I'm going to kill the lazy one before me who only knows how to get my boss Charles Field, the owner of my clinic."

"That damned idiot has nothing but money, thank goodness he can come one day a month, that idiot keeps me so busy that I don't have a chance to treat my stomach cancer, I won't live long," Bull cursed loudly: " Shit, I'm jealous of you, Clark Kent, you haughty redneck!"

"You, I'll add that bastard Field," Bull said, "My original plan was to stun Field first, and then trick you over. I rang a gun, and we died together. I followed you through surveillance, and I him Mom can't find you in the surveillance, obviously I also spent a lot of money on the face recognition system!"

Bull stared into Clark's eyes. He found that Clark was still calm after all he had said. Bull asked loudly, "Do you fucking know why I hate you so much?"

Clark finally opened his mouth, and he said: "I don't really want to know why you are jealous of me. Excellent people live in the world, and it is impossible not to be jealous, but, to be honest," Clark continued: "I think I must You have to answer your question before you can cooperate with the explanation, right?"

Bull nodded sharply.

Clark showed a sneering smile, and he said: "Because I am like you, we both come from a remote countryside, and we all studied for a Ph. It's a little different, I knew a Wayne when I was a kid."

"fuck!" Bull scolded: "You rely on that rich guy, never part-time job, never part-time job, you just please that rich guy, even what the hell are you now, boyfriend, you are that playboy Disposable toys, and you've become a billionaire along the way with money leaking through his fingers."

"As for me, I worked hard every day and worked hard to earn money. When I finally found out, I was already in the advanced stage of gastric cancer!"

"Do you think so?" Clark didn't mean to be annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled, full of mockery, and said, "I can tell you this, Bruce is my lover, my soul mate, and I For the rest of my life, if you want me to say that I haven't spent a penny on Master Bruce's money, it's a lie, he is my dear lover, and I think the best person in the world."

Clark listened to the sound of Kate raising her neck with a "click", and felt Kate's gaze falling on him - there was a bit of a pinprick-like hallucination.

"Your jealousy, your venom, your curse," Clark said slowly, "a mean, ugly, flattering, and vain me is all your imagination, and my Bruce loves me deeply, and we trust each other very much. There is a tacit understanding, and everyone who really knows us will feel that we are absolutely suitable for each other."

The person Superman trusts the most, the person with whom he has the most understanding, the person who is suitable and understands each other—who is it?

Clark stood up and said, "Kate, Holch, get off work," Clark said, "Our forensic department found the deceased's organs in the freezer in the secret room in the basement. This evidence is enough to send you to the electric chair in Los Angeles." Bull raised his head abruptly, and Clark said, "That's right, Bull, there is no death penalty in Metropolis, but there is in Los Angeles."

"By the way," Clark said abruptly, "Satan also thinks you should go to hell." Hearing this, Bull slumped on a chair.

Clark watched his movements. If it wasn't for Batman's information, Clark couldn't imagine why the man in front of him would be so convinced of the teachings of the Black Sect Satanism, because this man had seen the real devil with his own eyes, and just after he was diagnosed, he went to Los Angeles to relax , In that bar called Morning Star, I saw a real devil.

Holch beckoned to the monitoring room, and the agent walked in immediately. The monitoring and single-sided glass of the monitoring room were turned off. Clark looked at Kate. He observed Kate's micro-expression, and said, "Kate..."

"Huh?" Kate made a trembling nasal sound.

"Please, during the next time I spend with you," Clark said without ups and downs, "don't mention two words starting with 'B', thank you, just keep your head."

Two B words, Bruce? Batman?

"Oh..." Clark swore, Kate this oh with three big waves.Kate opened her mouth and said three names: "Diana Prince, David Quinn, Barry?"

Kate met Diana, David Quinn was Oliver's pseudonym when he came to the Metropolis to investigate the case last time, and Barry was mentioned by Tony.

Clark glanced at Kate, and walked away with his hands in his hands as if nothing had happened - I don't understand what you are talking about!Can't understand!