[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

In the batcave, everyone—including Martha, who was still in shock under a blanket—surrounded the man who was tied up and had a tape over his mouth.

"Again, who is this?" Jason plucked his ears, and smiled kindly at Superman, but Superman forced himself to take a few steps to the empty space next to him to distance himself.

"Lex Luthor." Damian folded his hands on his chest, raised his eyebrows at Luthor's lush hair, "Obviously, Luthor in this universe is not bald."

"How could there be a bald Luthor?" Jason looked as if he had been slapped hard, his face was full of shock and disbelief, "This is Luthor! It's synonymous with baldness in the whole universe! Everyone knows that 'Luthor Crisis' is synonymous with a receding hairline, and the shampoo commercials know how to promote it! I still remember that the promotional video had over a million hits within three days!"

"Yes, but that promotional video was taken off the shelves on the fourth day." Damian added calmly, "The person in charge of the shampoo brand disappeared on the fifth day—my investigation showed that people under Luthor had once Wandering around his factory."

"What do you mean? Luthor minds that his bald head is used as a stalk?" Jason rolled his eyes, "The guy with the guts of a bird."

Luthor, who was tied into a meat dumpling and only had a pair of movable eyes left, was about to burst his eyelids. Jason could almost hear the sound of the gears in Luthor's head spinning crazily but keeping stuck.

"Whether his hair follicles are healthy or not, Luthor still hates Superman." Damian walked towards the Batcomputer, and after some manipulations, a large layer of windows covering each other appeared on the screen, thanking Batman for not sacrificing the cost. Let the bat computer have super high performance, and any civilian machine will probably be completely dead at this moment.

Every window seems to be something irrelevant, business letters, internal personnel orders between various departments of the Rex Group, etc., but Superman's hearing clearly captures Luthor's sudden accelerated heartbeat—these The documents were obviously not as simple as they appeared on the surface, and Luthor did not expect that someone would collect these materials at all.

Damian turned around triumphantly, and compared the files on the screen behind him with his thumbs: "Speaking of which, he really paid a lot of money to kill you."

Linking the classifications of those files together outlines the situation that Luthub has been working on for more than a year—death must follow wherever Superman goes, and prisoners who are branded by Batman and put in prison will be killed.He tried his best to make Batman an underground judge in Gotham who arbitrarily dominates the life and death of criminals, and made Superman a god who decides which believer he will give mercy to today at will.

— In fact, whether it is Batman or Superman, they are nothing more than a lost human and a lost alien.

No one can ever truly "save the world".

When Superman lifted a downed airliner, for the passengers and crew on board, Superman saved their world, but for the residents trapped in the burning building on the other side of the world, waiting for help. , their world is destroyed the moment their relatives and friends are engulfed in flames.

Even Superman—Kael—his world falls into the category of being unsaved.

How ironic.

Look at the brand of Batman again.This has never been a new thing in Gotham. In fact, it was the criminals who first started using bat darts to burn marks on their bodies. , They would roll up their sleeves or lift up their clothes when chatting in groups to show the traces of the Batarang on their bodies, and then began to add fuel and vinegar to say that they had fought Batman for [-] rounds.

What Luther did was like pressing down the other end of the seesaw, the end that was originally resting on the ground rose into the air, and the scenery he saw was completely different.

Not only that, if Superman and Batman were two burning bonfires, besides helping to fill the fire with firewood, Luthor even carefully prepared a bomb and a fuse between the two bonfires.Cheerfully wait for the bonfire to burn to its fullest and enjoy the last fireworks.

***

"I don't understand." Martha's knuckles were faintly white as she gripped the blanket. She looked at the well-dressed man in front of her, and couldn't understand why he deliberately wanted to hurt Superman. "Why did you do this? You... You have everything, fame, wealth, influence. Apart from those abilities, my child is just a small-town boy! If you don’t make so many famous things, the two of you will never even meet in this life!”

Luthor seemed full of words and wanted to refute, but the tape on his mouth prevented him from making a few moans of unknown meaning.

"Because," Batman, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, making everyone look at him in unison, "For human beings, Superman is God. If God is the best, He cannot be omnipotent; if God is omnipotent, He couldn't be perfect."

All the tense and serious atmosphere was broken by Jason covering his mouth but still letting out a suppressed laugh or two from time to time.

When Jason found that everyone was looking at him with weird expressions, he was stunned for a second, and then he started laughing so hard that he couldn't help himself, and even had to squat down with his stomach in his arms to keep his abdominal muscles from throbbing.If this is not in the Batcave, I am afraid that it will be treated as a clown gas poisoning and dragged to rescue.

"What's so funny?" Batman sounded offended, even Luthor blushed, Jason had no doubt that if he was untied, this guy would rush up and want to punch himself .

"Oh, it's nothing." Jason pressed his stomach with one hand, and waved the other hand weakly in front of his eyes, "It's just...well, this is a very classic philosophical issue. First affirm that there is evil in the world, and then Assuming that God is omnipotent, why doesn’t the Almighty God eliminate all evils in the world? Because God doesn’t care about these evils, God is not perfect. Similarly, assuming God is supremely good, God wants to eliminate all evils in the world , but why is there still evil in the world? Because God cannot eliminate them completely, so God is not omnipotent—sounds reasonable, doesn’t it?”

Jason raised his chin in the direction of Superman: "Every scene you arranged, the most exciting thing is the bombing of the Congress. The bomb detonated right in front of Superman, but Superman didn't react at all before the explosion— — looks like Superman willfully turned a blind eye. Almighty God is not all good."

"He said 'the world must see with their own eyes that you are a lie'." Superman looked at Luthor from the corner of his eyes, and murmured what Luthor had said when he threatened Martha's life, "But I never wanted to be a god, and... I'm not all-powerful."

"Don't be humble, it's hypocrisy to be too modest. For humans, you are indeed powerful enough to create a sect for yourself!" Jason said, and made a random cross on his chest, "And to be honest, Even if you are really self-reliant as a god, and one day your brain is wrong and you decide to let yourself go to the path of evil gods that destroy the world, then we weak and helpless human beings can go to Satan to form a team! The same logic, but the opposite Turn around."

"If God is evil, then Satan, who opposes God, would not be the evil side." Damian followed Jason's words, shaking his head as he said. The amazing thing was that he was clearly playing the role of explainer, but let the people present Everyone felt that they seemed to be despised, "Even if you assume that Satan is evil, then use the argument that God is not all-good and all-powerful just now. There is no all-powerful and all-good God, and naturally there is no all-powerful and all-evil Satan. "

"And... I personally think that if it really comes to a fight, Satan should win." Jason suddenly put away all his frivolous attitude, rubbed his chin and concluded, "Well, it's definitely Lucifer."

"Why do you know?" What's even more shocking is that Damian actually responded to Jason's seemingly insane conclusion with the same shocked attitude.

Jason silently took out his phone, poked it a few times and did not know what screen came out and showed it to Damian, who immediately showed a shocked expression as if struck by lightning, and then joined in without hesitation. Turning to Jason's side: "You are right, the devil is shameless, and the world is invincible."

No one can understand what the two brothers communicated. Although Batman tried to create an aura of "be afraid, our Bat family youths are so powerful, they can go to heaven and go to hell", but under Superman's super hearing Next, the bumpy heartbeat in Batman's chest clearly said "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?".

Is it true that Batman is this duplicity type?It's the same type of person as Perry, the editor-in-chief of their Planet Daily!He sounds fierce and bad, but he's actually a good boss.

"What are you looking at?" Batman's somewhat annoyed voice made Superman immediately turn his head and start observing the furnishings of the Batcave.

"No, nothing!" Superman cleared his throat, pretending to be about to cut to the chase, "I can't promise anything about God—I can't promise that I won't use my powers in the wrong place , In fact, I almost used it wrong." Superman looked at Luthor pointedly.

"But there is one thing I can promise you, Luthor." Superman met Luthor's gaze, and the other party's eyes were still full of disgust for him, but Superman did not look away, and said in a way comparable to "I Willing," said the sincere attitude, "I'm not a 'lie', I really want to do the right thing. This is not the world I was born in, but there are people I care about, people I love, and I'm here as Clark Jonathan Kent growing up, this is my world and I want to do something for it - and I know I'm capable of a lot, it's not a lie. Pretend I never had it Power, pretending that I have nothing to do with Krypton that no longer exists, hiding in the crowd and turning a blind eye to disasters and injustices that could have been prevented—that would be a lie."

"I don't know how to convince you, maybe you will never believe it in your life, I will always be a potential threat in your heart." Superman shrugged with a wry smile, "But whether you like it or not, 'Superman' will still continue to exist."

Jason clapped his hands for Superman's speech: "I'm done with this bowl of chicken soup. I believe that Mr. Luthor will think about the series of philosophical thoughts we just had in prison... What? Don't you think? Such a big thing happened, is it worth asking the judiciary to intervene in the investigation? Now the metropolis must have discovered that Luthor is missing, and the national notice has probably been sent out. As a good Gotham vigilante who acts bravely, Bat The Xia is now going to capture Lex Luthor, who is fleeing in fear of crime, and go to the nearest branch to report the crime."

"Wait, since you have to send him to the police, why did you arrest him here?" Superman was very puzzled. Shouldn't he be arrested on the spot and brought to justice?

What Superman said in return was Damian Guan Aizhi's eyes... ahem, don't think about it....

"If you don't bring him here, why don't you wait for him to go home and destroy the criminal evidence? Besides, Lex Luthor spent so much effort to black Superman and Black Batman. He personally went to Gotham to see Superman and Black Batman. Batman brawls are a very reasonable thing to do."

Lex Luthor's head was covered with a black cloth bag, and the whole person was carried away by Jason and Damian like a sandbag (it was suspected that he accidentally bumped into many obstacles along the way during the process), leaving behind Batman who is still swearing not to kill Superman in vain in this life, Superman who is tortured by Gotham-style ghosts and red sun, and the simple village where Robin rescued him and misunderstood the friendship status of the caped vigilantes The woman, Martha, knows everything from beginning to end, but chooses to hide behind the scenes to let her master taste the self-satisfied and unhappy butler Alfred.

"Oh, the guests have stood for so long and didn't even have a glass of water. How rude! I'd better go make a pot of tea." Alfred Shi Shiran left the scene.

——What, why did no one ask about tea when Luthor was here?What a joke, it was a bastard who wanted to kill the young master he had worked so hard to raise. Not giving him a shot is already the perfect embodiment of the British gentleman's style, okay?

"Let me help too! I can't talk to their friends in the cloak." Martha stroked her hair and left following Alfred's footsteps. "If it's convenient, I'll bake an apple pie now. After so many things happened, I still want to eat some sweets..."

The two people who were inexplicably labeled "Friends of the Cloak" stared at each other in silence, until Superman pulled an awkward smile and reached out to Batman: "Re-acquaintance, I'm Clark, nice to meet you, There's...that...sorry for tearing down your car earlier."

Batman took off the special heavy armor helmet, pursed his mouth and couldn't tell whether he was angry or a normal expressionless face, then grabbed Superman's hand and shook it firmly - and was satisfied to see Superman's expression of pain baring his teeth.

"Nice to meet you, Clark. I'm Bruce. I'm sorry that I just dipped my hands in kryptonite powder but forgot to wash my hands. I hope you don't mind."

Behind Bruce, the broken Batmobile came into Clark's eyes. As the leader of the car scrapper, Clark could only shake his head in embarrassment to express that he didn't mind.

"That's good." Bruce then withdrew his hand, and mercifully threw a towel to wipe Clark's hands, "The speech you gave to Luthor just now was pretty good."

"Uh, thanks. But I'm not giving a speech, I really mean it."

"Hmph. Better be, I'll keep an eye on you, Superman."

Although the words implied a threat at first glance, Clark always felt that he heard the meaning of a truce—maybe even a signal of friendship?

"Also, get the hell out of Gotham after you finish your tea."

— Well, maybe not to the point of friendship.

——But finding opportunities to come a few more times should help.

——Very well, that's the decision.