A meow and a dog

Their first stop was the Metropolitan Museum. Although this building, which is the pride of the city, was just attacked by robbers last night, due to the appearance of "S" and the emergency repairs by the government, it has become completely new today. Unless you pay close attention, even the most observant person will not be able to see that there is anything different from yesterday - which is why the museum is open today.

Bruce and Clark walked into the gate of the museum side by side, and a few children standing on the right with cameras asked if they wanted to take pictures.Clark raised the camera in his hand, smiled and shook his head,

"Camera?" After the figures of the children were covered by the crowd, Bruce said teasingly, "It seems that you are the 'newcomer' now."

Clark put on a helpless expression, as if he had just known each other for the first day: "I'm a reporter, Mr. Wayne."

"Please call me Bruce," Bruce said, taking his time to retort to his new neighbor, "and you didn't tell me about it."

"And now you know." Clark didn't buy Bruce at all, so he turned his head between shots and asked, "And it's like I don't know your job yet?"

"Vagabond," Bruce said calmly, and when he said it, his steps were so easy and his expression so leisurely that Clark almost thought he was talking about a "noble" job. "You know, just make a little money. But have more free time to do other things."

"other things?"

"Like a catch..." Bruce said, his last words drowned out in the crowd, and Clark couldn't hear anything.Uncertainly, he caught a few syllables similar to "hunting", so he patted Bruce on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Then you must be a good hunter."

"You like the painting?" Clark stood beside Bruce as he pondered, looking up at the exhibit with him.This exhibit uses a special paint to depict a vivid bat hanging upside down on the dark cave wall, its completely black painted claws are deeply sunken in the rock, and its flaming eyes are staring resentfully ahead, even in the dark. In the painting, the horrifying sense of ferocity can't be dissipated, but what's weird is that the back of this bat is strangely dotted with a few touches of bright red, and under this color, several people seem to be unfolding a grand battle. Danced like a ceremonial frenzy.

Such disproportionate and disproportionate pictures made the viewers feel a strange sense of creepiness, so no one stayed under this exhibit for too long.So when Bruce stands here, it looks extraordinarily different.

"It's very different."

"different?"

"Someone was holding a torch, but the bats didn't run away in a hurry." Bruce said, his tone seemed to be joking, but his eyes unconsciously showed seriousness.Last night, when he went to find his "connector", the other party only said that the news would be sent to him tomorrow, but they would not risk contacting him again at the risk of being discovered by "S"—but the probability is that they will contact him again. There's a new plan that Bruce doesn't want to know about.

Although he didn't know what the president would do this time, after the appearance of "S" yesterday and the perfect repair of efficiency, he undoubtedly told him that the message was in the exhibition hall, and Clark's visit plan saved him extra plans, two He has broken the most difficult obstacle, and now he just needs to understand what the riddle is.

Bats, torches, and people use symbolism, but they are not the point.what else?

"Tom Co. Rowe (*1)...weird name." Clark moved the camera, and the flashes kept opening and closing to hit the exhibits.

"I'm so interested in the author's name, are you a reporter from the entertainment edition?" Hearing Clarke's words, Bruce pulled his thoughts back from the painting and asked jokingly.

Clark was already mentally prepared on the previous road, so he was not annoyed by Bruce's words. Instead, he explained solemnly: "No, we got the news that someone saw that this place was in ruins yesterday, so we need a few photos to clarify— —It’s a pity that I can only take up the post temporarily while I’m on vacation.”

Bruce patted Clark on the shoulder pretendingly, "Maybe you want to pay attention to your career, but I think it's time to fill our stomachs now, but unfortunately, if you are in Gotham, I can recommend a few restaurants to you-oh , Is the name of the author you just mentioned belonged to this painting?"

"Tom Co. Rowe? Yes, a strange name, isn't it?"

"It's really weird," Bruce said.

It was another 10 minutes before Bruce and Clark got back into the taxi, and when one of them put their last foot in the car, Bruce saw Clark asking him curiously, "You're from Gotham? "

"Yeah," Bruce replied, as the city that was so different from the metropolis popped into his mind, and he also confirmed that his new neighbor's behavior was just trying to stir up a new topic.

"How's it different from Metropolis?" Clark asks, looking completely ignorant of Gotham.

Bruce shrugged, his eyes fixed on the car window, as if the scenery outside had suddenly improved. "Cold and dark," he said curtly. "There are hardly any lights at night."

"If that's the case, there must be a lot of children running out, I guess?"

"Every morning," Bruce said calmly, he was still staring outside, but his tone was not as calm as before, "every family with a missing person will deliberately avoid the alley, because there may be the dead body of their child inside. "

There was silence all around.The car stopped at this moment.

Clark paid the car fare, and looked at Bruce standing beside him with some embarrassment: "...Sorry."

Bruce blinked as if reacting: "No, it's none of your business. It's my fault—is this the restaurant you're talking about?"

The place where Bruce and the others got off the bus was a bustling side street, where a wide variety of commodities were piled up in various transparent white display windows. Along the tall street lamps, one could clearly see a few wooden chairs placed lonely beside the white dining table.It is not surprising that this ordinary but warm scene appears in the countryside of a town, but when it appears in a corner of the city, it becomes particularly prominent and eye-catching.

Clark stepped past the cardboard boxes and sundries strewn about on the road, walked skillfully to a table, turned around and looked at Bruce with a smile: "What do you think?"

Bruce looked at Clark quietly, feeling as if something had changed between them, a relationship beyond strangers, without hostility or vigilance.He pursed his lower lip and walked to Clark: "This...is very good."

Clark bared his teeth, as if he wanted to laugh, but his expression immediately changed into a less obvious serious look, and then changed into an apologetic look: "Sorry——I suddenly remembered something, maybe you can click on it first Food, I'll be right back." After he finished speaking, almost without waiting for Bruce's response, he rushed into a small alley next to him, and immediately disappeared.

Bruce raised his eyebrows on the spot, feeling a little at a loss. He glanced around, and just about to sit down, his attention was drawn away by the constant sound of beeps coming from his ears—it only happens when the president has something to do. Call him.Bruce turned on the communicator, and the voice from the opposite side was very vague due to the radio waves, but this did not prevent the horror in Bruce's heart.He stood up abruptly, squinting his eyes at the sky subconsciously: "You mean, he didn't hide his whereabouts this time?"

A definite answer came from the opposite side.

This is not in line with his plan, Bruce thought silently. At this time, according to the information they obtained, this "hero" who was dedicated to helping others learned that the government did not want him to expose his attitude to the public. More precaution and attention, no matter what the situation, his actions and attitude should be the same as Bruce's plan at the beginning. Bruce even set up a series of exploration plans because of this. It was because of this that he went looking for those "rats" last night. With the combination of force suppression and money temptation, the news will not leak from them-so "S" cannot do this behavior out of anger.

Bruce originally wanted to obtain more information about "S" through the "rats" so as to make a judgment, so that even if he did not join the "Prison Project", the government could minimize the negative impact and carry out the investigation on superpowers. Wanted; but now that he exposes his behavior, not only will the "prison plan" that requires complete secrecy be unable to continue to be implemented on him, but also Bruce's plan cannot be implemented. The biggest possibility is that the president wants to maintain his uniqueness in the hearts of the people. , and give up "S", for the sake of prudence, or to prevent such mistakes from appearing, the president who has long since wanted to - or has long been afraid of cooperating with Bruce may even abandon the entire prison plan and continue to maintain his original idea of ​​deportation.

Bruce doesn't care about the president's attitude, but if he gives up cooperation, it means that the sources of information are scarce. When he was in Gotham, he may have lost control of some news from the outside world, which shows that he is no longer interested in those superpowers whom he is deeply vigilant about. And without exact control, what he does has no meaning at all.

And now all he can do is balance - he has to grab "S" with his own hands.

The author has something to say:

(*1) Tom Ke Luo, the English translation is: TomOrRow——Tomorrow (cover your face) Yes, you read that right, Youdao told me that "or" is still a name. As for why the master responded so slowly—because The author is raising his IQ (bracket laugh)

I originally planned to finish writing all of them and post them together, but it took only three steps in the outline, and they all exceeded [-], and there was another change in ten days, so I changed it to the pattern of [-], [-], [-], [-], take your time~

In addition, thank you for the extra points~

And everyone, happy new year~~~(≧▽≦)/~

And I really want to complain about the master in "Justice League: War", except when he was threatened by Da Chao at the beginning, and then he didn't say a word to the master! ! !Not a word! !Forget it, master, you can elope with the green light (sorrowful face)