[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Just as Bruce and Clark were checking in for payment in the VIP room, a woman in a lady's suit nonchalantly walked towards the vault, holding a folder in her hand. She showed that she had registered at the first checkpoint, the guard The guard at the door said: "Ms. Hobbs, please show the auction registration receipt of the customer who needs to pick up the lot."

Hobbs took out a registration receipt for the oil painting "Girl in the Rapeseed Field" signed by Bruce from the file folder, handed it to the guard, and the guard checked it before saying, "Please come in."

Hopps walked to the door of the vault, she swiped a lock with her work ID, and opened the innermost door of the vault after entering the password and iris recognition.She walked into the vault slowly, and Hopps quietly looked up at the camera hanging on the wall in the vault. Under the watchful eye of the guards, she picked up the oil painting that had been successfully auctioned.

Hopps walked towards the door of the vault, and the guard said to Hopps according to the working procedures: "Ms. Hopps," he clicked on the registration form on the table at the door, and said, "Qing sign here." Hope Si put down the oil painting in his hand, grabbed the pen on the table, and signed her name on the corresponding column.

Kate and Leonard in the monitoring room saw the complete scene through the surveillance camera. Leonard sat next to Kate and said to himself: "So, is the internal thief my accountant in the auction house? The auction house A total of ten accountants, she, Don, and I plus the remaining nine accountants, there are only twelve people who can freely enter and exit the vault."

"I really didn't expect it to be her," Leonard said: "Now it makes sense, as long as she wants, she can change the lot before the photo is taken, and after the auction is over, she will also send the lot to the corresponding lot number If the customer registers for the courier business, she will also deliver it to the person in charge of the courier."

"Not sure yet, Mr. Leonard," Kate said.

After Hopps signed, he picked up the oil painting again and walked out. They still had a question that they hadn't answered, that is, how Hopps dropped the auction item in the venue where there was no dead zone of monitoring.Kate stared at the video on every screen where Hopps appeared on the big screen. The FBI in charge of technical investigation in the monitoring room suddenly said at this moment: "Detective, a Trojan horse virus that is automatically starting has been detected."

Kate immediately said: "Clear it, which room is it monitoring?"

"Room 11, the Trojan horse virus has been removed."

Kate grabbed the radio on the console and ordered: "Room 11, closely monitored."

"receive."

If the Trojan horse virus just now hadn't been cleared, what they saw was an empty room. Hope was holding an oil painting. Kate stared at her and walked into room 11 and closed the door.Hopps put the oil painting on the table in the VIP room, and took out a carving knife from under the sofa in the room. She quickly inserted the carving knife into the gap between the frame and the back panel, cut it open and twisted it in her hand. carving knife.

The picture frame and the back panel were separated, but Hopps only saw a thin piece of A4 printing paper floating out of it, and everyone in the monitoring room could clearly see several prints on the A4 printing paper. words:

caught you!

Agent Callaghan, who put the printer paper in, was awkward.

Hopps was taken aback, she subconsciously dropped the picture frame and carving knife in her hand, and rushed to the door. Kate said to the intercom: "Action!" The FBI ambushing at the door rushed in immediately, and Hopps didn't even have time to resist. It was firmly controlled by the agents who rushed in.

This is what Clark heard and saw. At this moment, Clark heard Bruce say to him: "I'm leaving, you go to work." Bruce obviously had something on his mind, and he avoided his approach so obviously.

"I'm the forensic doctor, Bruce. The next job is the on-site investigation and what the detectives should be responsible for." Clark grabbed Bruce's wrist, looked directly into Bruce's steel-blue eyes, and said, "You What's wrong, you've never treated me like this!"

Clark's azure blue was like the color of the sky when there were no clouds. Bruce stared at these eyes, and he could see deep puzzlement and a little bit of grievance from these eyes. At this time, Clark grabbed his wrist a little Without letting go, Clark asked: "What happened, Bruce, tell me!"

Bruce lowered his head and looked at Clark's hand holding his wrist. He knew very well that his so-called superb acting skills and clever language tricks could not be hidden from the person in front of him. The people who knew him best except Alfred.

So, Bruce said truthfully: "Diana said something that really concerned me..."

"What?" Clark asked.

"What, I can only tell you, Clark, the words she said are related to you," Bruce took a deep breath and spit it out, he said: "But I haven't sorted out my thoughts yet, I don't know where to start, let me think about it."

Clark's eyes were full of doubts and puzzles. He had never encountered such a situation from the time he knew Bruce until now. Bruce was so touched by the remarks of almost a stranger that he didn't even know how to tell him.

But Clark is always considerate. He knows that his best friend has such a personality. He hopes that everything is under control and very safe. He will always investigate a matter clearly before telling him clearly. Presumably, Maybe Diana revealed something that caught Bruce's mind when his super hearing wasn't listening to them.

Thinking of this, Clark said, "Fine, I've been here all this time, if you figure it out, just tell me."

Bruce paused, and replied very positively: "Okay." Clark let go of Bruce's wrist.

People who understand him, understand him, and care about him.

Have you ever met someone who fills you with concern and doesn't ask for anything in return?

Don't miss yours.

Bruce felt as though all he could think of was these few words.

Clark took a deep look at Bruce. He slowed down his questioning aura and breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Then I'm back in the game, how about you?"

"I'm going to find Tony." Bruce avoided Clark's sight, he lowered his head and said, Clark gave a "tsk" a little irritably, Bruce raised his head, the two people's eyes crossed, and Bruce saw a little imperceptible expression in Clark's eyes Sad as if hurt, he couldn't help but said: "I'm going to stay in the metropolis for five days..."

Clark responded with a "hmm."

"Before I leave, I will definitely give you an answer," Bruce said.

When Clark heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay." Clark paused and said, "I don't like you keeping something from me...Of course...I...forget it...I'm leaving .” Clark patted the corner of his clothes, and then left.

Bruce watched Clark disappear into the corridor, raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, lightly touched the wall next to the door frame, and crushed it.

Clark took off his suit while going out, and walked through the luxuriously decorated corridor of the auction. He listened to the FBI convoy escorting the prisoners to the bureau, Kate issued an order to the scene investigation department, and the judge was also issuing the order against Huo The search warrant and arrest warrant for Puth's apartment, Clark walked to his car, opened the door, and threw his suit into the passenger seat with some irritability.

What did Diana say to Bruce that made Bruce care so much?

There is no doubt that Diana is the kind of woman who has the charm of falling in love at first sight, maybe...

Why does he care so much?Clark still couldn't help thinking, if Bruce really liked someone, shouldn't he be happy for him?Why is he so depressed, so irritable?Clark took a deep breath, and he forced himself to stop his brain from thinking about this question.

Clark started the car. He had to go back to his office to work and calm down. The FBI would need at least one afternoon to collect evidence, and the interrogation would not start until evening at the earliest.

……

Clark flipped through the unsolved case files accumulated in the bureau. At his request, all the autopsies that Anthony Finger was in charge of had to re-dissect the remains.So far, no cases of falsified autopsy reports have been found.

Clark’s cell phone with the screen facing down on the table made a vibrating buzz. He turned the phone over and the screen automatically lit up when the phone received a text message. The text message was from Kate: The interrogation has begun, interrogation room on the third floor, come .

Clark moved his fingers and replied: Here we come.

Clark picked up the documents on the table and locked them in the filing cabinet, then he walked towards the elevator, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Kate standing at the entrance of the elevator holding a stack of documents, Clark asked: "How is it? "

"The evidence is conclusive," Kate said: "The on-site investigation department found the victim's blood and hair in the trunk of the Hopps car, and the victim's vomit was found in the dining room of the Hopps apartment, although Now the DNA results are not out, but we can start the interrogation."

"At least in the case of theft, Hopps can't deny it." Kate said, she handed a stack of documents in her hand to Clark, and said: "This is her illegal transshipment of precious auction items abroad through the Gotham Wharf. Take a look at the records. The records of every batch of goods shipped are here."

"As for the person who forged the auction," Kate said, "The clues from the Economic Investigation Department show that the forger is a student from the Metropolitan University's School of Art. They don't know about the case, and they are still digging deeper."

Kate raised her hand, patted her partner on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go in." Clark looked down at the shipment records and asked, "Shouldn't this case be taken over by the Economic Crime Department? Or do you want to Use this murder to pry her mouth open?"

Kate looked up, eyes full of admiration, Kate nodded.

The two walked into the interrogation room. Hopps was handcuffed under the table and sat on the other side of the interrogation table. It could be seen that the woman was a little flustered.Kate sat down opposite Hopps, and Kate said bluntly: "Well, I've been sitting here alone for so long, it's calm enough, let's talk..."

Hopes bowed his head and said nothing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, Hopps," Kate said sharply, "I can tell you that now the FBI has found Dillon Dorn's biological samples in your car and in the restaurant of your apartment. We just need to wait for the results of the DNA test to come out, and we can send you to the dock without your confession."

Hopps's chest was heaving violently, and her tone was particularly angry: "That bastard, he just checked in the auction house, and he is going to surrender himself. He's about to betray me." She raised her head, her face full of madness, and she said, "How could I let him betray me!"

Hopps opened his mouth and didn't stop.

On the contrary, Clark, who was flipping through the money order shipped from Metropolis to Gotham, was attracted by one of the messages. The goods transported were in a cold chain container. There was nothing wrong with that, but the recipient of this cold chain container was the Gotham drug/lord Falconi's Muddy in the Gotham terrorist gas case.

Clark had seen the name in Batman's intelligence network.

Moreover, the departure time of this cold chain container from the metropolitan port was just the second day after the body of Dr. Adam Eide, the former chief coroner of the metropolitan FBI branch, was found. This has to be doubted.

Clark remained calm. He wrote down the shipping order number of the cold chain cabinet. Clark was not sure that there were no corrupted dirty policemen in the Metropolitan FBI branch. He decided to tell Kate and trouble his most trusted detective.But before messing with the detective, he had to ask Kate for advice.

When Hopps opened his mouth, Kate continued to interrogate according to her interrogation plan, and the truth of the case became clear within an hour.

As Kate had guessed before, the victims of this case, Donne and Hopps, partnered to exchange the auction house's lot. After Leonard hired an accountant to liquidate the company's accounts, Donne went to Hopps with a guilty conscience. He threatened Hopps offered him a large sum of money as hush money, or he would go to the police and surrender.Donn didn't expect Hopps to be a scheming woman, she promised with all her mouth, and secretly prepared a generous gift of industrial salt for this man.

At night, after a candlelight dinner and a plate of steak, Don died tragically at Hopps' house.

Kate asked Hopps to sign and press his fingerprints on the transcript, and then said: "Miss Hopps," the madness on Hopps' face faded, and with a wry smile, Kate said: "This case is over. , but the theft of the auction house still needs your cooperation, I hope you will cooperate well with the agents of the Economic Investigation Department, and don't make unnecessary concealments."

Hopes nodded.

Kate walked to the door of the interrogation room, opened the door, and agents from the Economic Investigations Department walked in, and they took Hopps away.Kate looked up at Clark and asked, "Why aren't you positive at all?"

Clark smiled and said, "How could I interrupt your rhythm?"

Clark and Kate walked out the door of the interrogation room while chatting. Kate was about to say something when Clark grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the door of the emergency exit stairs. Clark handed the folder spread out to Kate. , he clicked on the transport record of the cold chain cabinet that caught his attention, and said, "Look at this."

Kate took the folder in doubt, and she understood Clark's meaning the moment she saw the cold chain cabinet transportation record. She took a breath, a little excited, and said, "You mean? Adam's body? "

"This person," Clark pointed to the person who signed for the cold chain cabinet to Gotham Port, and said, "This person is Falconi's subordinate in the Gotham gas case some time ago, and the management of Gotham's tombs is not as good as Metropolis... ..." Clark picked a word and said, "Clean, I suspect that Dr. Ed's body was transported to Gotham."

"Yes... yes, it's very possible," Kate said a little excitedly, "Even in Gotham, it's not easy to get a full set of cremation procedures. If you want to hide a corpse, you'd better go Hide this corpse in an unnamed corpse. It also makes sense to transport it in a cold chain cabinet, so as to prevent the smell of the corpse from attracting the attention of others."

Kate frowned, she lowered her voice, and said, "You drag me here to avoid monitoring, do you doubt that there are still in the bureau?" Clark nodded, and Kate continued: "However, if I don't report this case to the superior Report, I can't get Gotham's cooperation, although Gotham's police station is just a nest of rat droppings with a few cabbages left in it." Clark couldn't help laughing when he heard this metaphor.

In the end, Clark restrained his smile and said, "I have an idea, but I don't know if you want it or not."

"what?"

"What do you think of Batman?" Clark asked.

"Batman?" Kate frowned, and Clark asked this question a little abruptly, but she still replied: "Although as a police officer, I should resist and oppose vigilantes like Batman who ignore the law, but I have to If you don’t admit it, a ‘criminal capital’ like Gotham really needs a vigilante to uphold justice that even the police are not upholding.”

Kate watched Clark's blue eyes staring at her unblinkingly from the corner of her eye, and Kate couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, why do you ask this question?"

Clark replied bluntly: "I have a way to contact Batman."

Kate suppressed her excitement, and she said, "Can you contact Batman?" Although Kate was excited, her voice was already very low, and she said, "You mean, let Batman investigate this clue? My God, How did you get in touch with Batman?"

"Why do I think you have a personality cult that police officers shouldn't have?" Clark asked.

"I...why... no... can't I? That's a superhero in a city, and my daughter likes Superman too! She collects all the photos of Superman in the Daily Planet." At the end, Kate added, saying: "For I will keep it secret, Clark, after all, the influence is not good."

Kate looked at Clark's face, and she felt a little shyness on her partner's face that was almost imperceptible. She blinked and asked, "You like Superman too?" Clark nodded with a stiff neck, and Kate smiled and said, " There is nothing to be ashamed of, Superman is a well-deserved superhero in our metropolis!"

"But seriously," Kate said, "how do you get in touch with Batman?"

"To be precise," Clark refrained from the redundant expression on his face, and he replied, "It's not me who can contact Batman, it's Bruce," Clark said softly, "He's Batman's sponsor."

"I knew it," Kate said in a low voice, "Look at Batman's props, there must be a rich sponsor behind it." Kate raised her hand to cover her beating heart, and she said, "That's troublesome." Mr Wayne."

At this time, Mr. Wayne, Batman's sponsor, sat on the sofa in the living room next to Tony, turned on the muffler specially designed to shield Superman's super hearing, and dialed Alfred's phone number on vacation. Emergency contact band.

The contactor of the satellite communication only rang once, and Alfred got through the communication. He calmly asked, "Master Bruce, what can you do?"

"Ah Fu," Bruce said, leaning on the sofa and stretching his legs, "I have some questions in my heart, I don't know who to ask, I can only find you."

"Is it related to Mr. Kent?" Alfred said, Alfred pressed the dog's head that had heard Bruce's voice, Xiao Krypton licked Alfred's hand angrily, Hawaiian The sun warmed the little krypton dog's fur.

"Yes." Bruce replied curtly.

Alfred asked, "What's the problem?"

"I think," Bruce said the word in his heart, he said, "I think, I like him, but..."