[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Kate, who has been meticulously dressed, is different from her usual shrewd and capable appearance. Her water-gray sequin dress reflects the light of the floor lamp beside the path. As she walks, the sequins shine like broken diamonds. She steps on A pair of ten centimeter stiletto high heels, a handbag in one hand and a skirt in the other, walking very carefully.

Kate had already walked around the mansion—the other small side doors were closed tightly, and it was impossible to get in.The agent who asked someone to get the invitation letter for this banquet had never thought that in order to participate in the banquet in the mansion, he would need a unique verification code invitation letter.

Kate was a little frustrated, she sat down on the bench by the path, she was a little unwilling to give up like this, the person who may know the clues related to the case is now in the mansion.Kate looked towards the crowded place in the garden, and she heard footsteps behind her, and the man stopped beside her.

Is she just wasting a day like this?

Kate looked back subconsciously, "Oh, this lady," the visitor said with a smile on his face, "Why are you here alone in a daze?"

"Clark!" Kate called out in surprise, "Why are you here? Are you coming to this party?"

"Yeah," Kate wanted to stand up, Clark stretched out his hand very gentlemanly, Kate stood up with his arm, Clark said: "My friend and I were upstairs, I saw you, I came down to fight with you Hello."

"Your friend?" Kate looked at the balcony on the second floor above her head in the direction Clark pointed, and she saw clearly the two men leaning on the balcony railing. Both men had slightly teasing smiles on their faces. .

Upstairs came the kind of laughter that men of any age group would make when they gathered. Clark waved to the two people upstairs and said to Kate, "Did you find any clues to the case?"

"Yeah, how do you know?" Kate was still looking up at the balcony. No matter how she saw it, she felt that the two people upstairs looked familiar. Bruce waved at her, while Tony, who was drunk and a little unsteady, exaggerated Blowing her a kiss, Kate paused: "Wait, why do I think these two people look a bit like Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark?"

Clark didn't say much, he just answered the first question and said, "You're not the kind of girl who comes to hunt for sex, Kate, so you must have found some clues. Right?"

"Yeah," Kate replied, "Yesterday at noon you restored the image of my face, and this morning the Department of Missing Persons gave me the results. That person is the personal owner of Harrison Leonard, director of the Metropolitan Gunther Auction. Assistant Dillon Donne, Leonard reported Donne's disappearance, but I went to the auction company to find Leonard, but the front desk told me that Leonard was not in the company, and she didn't know where Leonard was going. "

Leonard, isn't that the male companion of the lady named Prince?

"In the end, the front desk told me that Leonard might ask for an invitation letter for this party." Kate watched Clark raise his arm, she took Clark's arm, and after explaining her purpose, Kate finally Asked: "Clark, you haven't said why you are here?"

Upon hearing this, Clark replied, "This party was originally organized for me by my friend..."

"Wait," Kate turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened in surprise and cuteness, "The two people just now were Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark!"

Clark shrugged, Kate took a breath, and then said: "Why do you..." The young detective didn't continue to talk about what was involved with them. She reacted and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'm a little surprised."

"It's okay, they are my good friends. Although I haven't known Tony for a long time, I have known Bruce for more than 20 years." Clark said.

Kate lowered her head, she seemed to be trying to remember something, as if she had a flash of inspiration, she said: "You are that Kent! Wayne's good friend? Haha, I won't talk about those adjectives in gossip magazines." Kate took the next I swallowed the description, those are not good words.

"Have you read those unscrupulous gossip magazines in Gotham?" Clark joked.

Kate seemed a little shy, but the young detective still said: "Even I, in my early twenties, had a dream of marrying Prince Charming." Clark smiled, and Kate continued, "Now that I think about it, It seems like a century has passed, but it’s different now.”

Clark said: "Then remember to call me when you come to this kind of banquet to investigate the case next time." Kate was a little puzzled, she listened to Clark and said: "At this kind of 'friendship' party, having a companion can save you a lot Trouble."

The so-called "friendship" parties are more straightforwardly "hunting beauty" parties.

"Thank you." Kate said sincerely, "I will."

The two of them strolled along the path, and in front of them was the main entrance of the mansion.The waiter standing quietly at the door saw the two coming, opened the door of the mansion, and greeted respectfully: "Mr. Kent." The door opened, the hall was brightly lit, and Kate stepped into the hall Here, she restrained the smile on her face when she was talking with her friends, and her face looked a little serious.

The people gathered in the hall were almost a world away from her, so she was inevitably a little nervous.

"Follow me, Kate, leave it to me." Clark reminded kindly, with a low voice: "Kate, don't reveal your identity in front of others, find a place where no one is around, and no serious businessmen here want to talk to you. The police or the FBI have something to do with it." Clarke had a good memory, and after exchanging business cards, he remembered the names of most people.

"I understand, thank you."

Clark walked towards the southeast corner of the hall, and he saw Miss Prince and Leonard chatting outside the crowd - they seemed to be talking about the auction, holding Clark's hand, the two passed through the crowd, Clark casually took a glass of champagne from the waiter's plate.

The two walked to Prince and Leonard, and Leonard and Prince stopped their conversation. Leonard saw that there was a lady he had never seen beside Clark, and he put on a slightly With a flattering smile, he said very politely: "Diana, this is Mr. Clark Kent, let me introduce you, Mr. Kent, this is Miss Diana Prince, Diana is the best in the world One of the experts in antique appraisal."

It appears that Leonard and Diana have been friends for many years.

"Hello, Miss Prince." Clark said.

"Just call me Diana," Ms. Price smiled, but when she looked at Clark, there was a trace of undisguised appreciation in her eyes, and she said, "I can call Are you Clark?"

"Of course, Diana," Kate looked at Clark with an appropriate social smile, and Clark said, "Let me introduce you, this is my friend, Kate Callahan, Mr. Leonard, Kate is a professional For you to come to this party, she has to ask you something."

"Really, that's my honor," Leonard said.

Kate said: "Can I talk to you alone, Mr. Leonard."

Although Leonard was puzzled, he still said: "Okay." The two walked towards the stairs and stopped on the platform at the corner of the stairs. Clark heard Kate say: "Mr. Leonard, I am the Metropolitan FBI Sub-bureau SSA agent Kate Callaghan, is Dillon Dorn your personal assistant?"

"Why, did you find Dillon's whereabouts?" Leonard, who avoided the crowd and kept his face, cooperated very well. He asked, "Is he going to be safe?"

"Yes, I'm sorry," Kate said: "The FBI found Leonard's body in the Scenic River in Dongcheng District. We need your assistance in investigating this case."

"No problem," Leonard said.

"Clark," Diana's call attracted Clark's attention, Clark turned his head and blinked, Diana raised the corners of her lips, and said in a gentle voice: "Little boy, can't I even attract your attention? "

Clark said without hesitation: "How come, you are the most beautiful lady I have ever seen," then he subtly changed the subject, he said: "How can you be sure that I am younger than you, maybe you are the younger sister .”

Diana was holding champagne in her hand, and her black eyes were shining brightly. Clark was so close to Diana, but her beauty did not diminish in the slightest. She looked at the pure admiration in Clark's eyes, "Little boy, Although I really want to be your sister, it will be a happy thing to accept your sister-style care," Diana said with a little joke in her tone, almost teasing, "But it's a pity, I'm definitely older than you."

Diana held up the champagne glass, she was exuding a faint smell of alcohol, Clark raised his hand and pressed the bottom of the champagne glass, he said: "Drink less, ma'am, no matter how mellow the wine is, it is not a cure." good medicine."

Diana tilted her head, and she lifted her long brown hair with her backhand, and said, "Although wine is not a good medicine for curing diseases, it can numb people's nerves and make people forget the pain of illness." However, Diana still drooped With the hand holding the wine glass, she casually put the wine glass on the stand in the corner. She smiled and said abruptly: "I admire you, little boy..."

"I..." Clark was about to say something, but Diana stuck out a finger to cover her lips.

Diana said: "It's not that kind of liking, I admire you very much, Clark," Diana said: "Among other things, the way you look at me is different from other men. Makes me gag and greedily want to rip/off my clothes. And you, you're just pure admiration, Clark, you're a noble man."

"Thank you." Clark took Diana's hand and kissed it weakly.

Diana's smile was quiet and gentle, and she said, "Why is a man like you still single? Have you ever met someone who understands you, understands you, and can always get along with you? And you, You also understand her, understand her, and care about her?"

"Maybe, I just haven't met the right one?" Clark said casually.

"Perhaps," Diana said softly, "the right one is around you, and you dare not take that step?"

Diana's words hinted at the FBI agent who came with Clark, but the moment Clark heard this, the face of a person who was always with him appeared in Clark's mind, and Clark couldn't help but close his eyes In a blink of an eye, he forced himself to erase the man's face from his mind.

When Clark's heart was shaking, there was another person listening to the conversation between the two through the machine.

Know her, understand her, care about her?

Know him, understand him, care about him?

Bruce looked at Tony, who was sitting on the chair on the balcony and lying on the table, already drunk and unconscious. He didn't make a sound, but he said in his heart: "Jesus! What am I thinking?"

At this moment, Kate and Leonard walked down the corner of the stairs side by side. Kate's eyes were very bright, and it was obvious that she had obtained valuable clues.

Kate and Leonard shook hands, and Kate said, "Thank you again for your cooperation, Mr. Leonard." Then Kate said to Clark, "I'm leaving first, Clark, and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Then I'm sorry, Harrison," Diana called Leonard's name, and she said, "See you at nine o'clock tomorrow." After speaking, Ms. Prince winked at Clark, and she turned gracefully , walked towards the door of the mansion.

"Stop with me, Mr. Leonard." Clark said, "I wish you a good time."

After finishing speaking, Clark also walked away, and he went straight upstairs. He went to the balcony in the corner, opened the curtains, Tony snored softly on the table, Bruce leaned on the railing, steel blue eyes in the curtains The moment he opened it, he turned around, and his eyes fell on Clark.

"Clark." Bruce called out.

"What's wrong?" Clark responded naturally.

Bruce and Clark looked at each other, and only when facing Clark and Alfred, Bruce would look directly at each other with such a real attitude and a little momentum. After a pause of more than ten seconds, he said, "If you say..." Only Alfred and...

"Wait, B," Clark frowned suddenly, he cut off Bruce's words, and said, "An old house in the east of the city is on fire."

The flames are blazing, and people are calling Superman's name.

Bruce watched as Clark put on Superman's suit in an instant and disappeared from the balcony suddenly.

As if an invisible hand slapped down the sudden waves, Bruce felt a little panicked.

Bruce opened the curtain and called a waiter by the railing of the corridor. The two waiters carried Tony, who was lonely and drunk, back to the room. Bruce didn't care about cleaning and changing clothes for Mr. Stark Don't worry about it.

Bruce couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't know where his breath came from.Forget it, since he has nothing else to do, he might as well have some interaction with Mr. Harrison Leonard, the director of the Gunther Auction.

Bruce put his hands in his pockets. He walked through the corridor and down the stairs. Just as he stepped into the hall, he was keenly aware that the eyes of the people gathered in the hall stopped on him indistinctly.

Bruce walked around the hall, and got Leonard's business card and the invitation letter for Gunther's auction the day after tomorrow.

Bruce put his business card and invitation in his suit, and the party would have been a good chance to solidify his character, but he had no urge to have fun—presumably because the wound on his left arm wasn't fully healed. For good sake.