Lex Luthor is not one to lose.
Since he was a little kid, he has learned from his dear father how to bear the bitter consequences of failure, he has learned to be a man with his head down and his tail between his legs when the situation is not good-no one in this world deserves [-]% attention , There will come a day when other people's eyes will be attracted by other topics, and that is when he can start to re-arrange.
By that time...he will definitely find those two bastards who ruined his plan.Who are they?Where did it come from?Why has no one seen them in Gotham or Metropolis before?The people he recruited are all ruthless characters of the Russian gangsters, who can kill him single-handedly, did that brat start training from the womb!He has already discovered superhumans like Diana Prince and Arthur Curry, why didn't he discover these two people?
Especially the one wearing the hood, who looks familiar to him, what does that guy think about his hair!Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of his head. It was so cold that he couldn't stop getting goosebumps all over his body. Luther once again cursed the bastard wearing the hood with a sullen face, hoping that his hair follicles would become bald one day because the hood was too stuffy. Mediterranean - ah, of course he didn't forget to curse Superman's hairline, back off, it's better to go back to Yuedai head!
The prison guard sighed at Luthor's cell and shook his head silently.Sure enough, it was the big boss who was eating and drinking hot food outside, and whoever went to prison didn't shave his head, and he was still entangled in it.
Speaking of which, I blame this guy for being unlucky. In the past 30 years, their prisons have always asked for a crew cut, but a few dishonest people came here a month or two ago, and they dared to hide a sharp weapon in their hair to provoke a riot. It happened that the prisons in this state had to conduct evaluations among the prisons. This mess caused the officials above to lose face, and now it is stipulated that all prisoners should shave their heads when they enter the prison.
It’s a pity that the big boss of the Lex Group has beautiful hair. Hearing from the colleague on duty that day, the big boss’s eyes didn’t fluctuate at all when he saw the razor, and when he heard that he was about to shave it... his expression was like a grandma who saw heaven Appeared and put on a bikini, shaking like chaff, and dancing salsa.
All in all, very shocked.
"Hey, what do you think is going on in Luthor's mind?" During lunch time, the guard couldn't help asking his colleagues, "I've been a guard for most of my life, and I've never seen a person who has been struggling since I was in prison." hair!"
The colleague raised his head and drank the last sip of coffee, with an unpredictable expression: "It's because you can't figure it out, so he is the big boss, and we are the guards."
- makes sense.
***
Bruce Wayne is not a gregarious guy.
When he was a boy, the only one who played with him often was Thomas Eliot.After the tragedy of the Waynes, Bruce closed himself even more. Even Alfred sometimes felt that getting Bruce to speak his mind was harder than bringing the Waynes back from the dead.
Of course, Bruce, as the operator of Wayne Enterprises, still has business partners, but that is purely limited to business contacts and personal friendships... The only person who can be called a friend is probably Director Gordon, but the two of them His friendship is also because of Bruce's night mission, which is still part of the "official business" to put it bluntly.
Alfred watched Bruce live a life more like a hermit than himself, and at least half of his gray hair was caused by worry.
Fortunately, all this has changed——
"Hi, Batman, I happen to be nearby..." Superman greeted Batman with a smile on his face, without even turning his neck, he reached out and grabbed the stick knocked from the side, which came from the gang that Batman was dealing with.
"Get out of my city!" Batman didn't even bother to give Superman a look, turned around and punched the bridge of the nose of the enemy who wanted to sneak attack.
"I'm just here for supper. I heard there's a famous shop here." Superman seemed not to have heard Batman's previous words, and said to himself, "Don't you happen to know that there is a shop called 'Blueprint'? ' shop?"
"Today is its public holiday." Batman knocked down another guy who was about to escape in the chaos, "It's public holiday on Wednesday."
"It's too bad, Louise really wants to try their special meat rolls." Superman frowned in distress, and at the same time, he turned the truck that was about to leave the crime scene into a burning truck, and the people inside Just before it turned into kang meat, he tore off the body of the car and grabbed the person out.
When Superman was burning the car, Batman was crazily hinting to the respected old British gentleman in the Batcave not to tell him about the famous shop that lined up for midnight snacks. A set of upgrades has been made-the news that can be conveyed visually need not be said. Who knows if Superman will listen to a confidential message.
Batman stared at the shiny red dot on the small map in front of him, as well as the name of the restaurant next to it and the five-star praise, deeply doubting whether it was a mistake to design this function in the first place.
None of the criminals were missed, they were all tied up and hung on the poles, and even the car that was almost burnt out was preserved under the freezing breath of Superman (this is important evidence!), it was originally expected to take two to two weeks The case that took three times as long to settle has now come to an end. Superman coughed a few times uncomfortable, and said slightly, "Uh, then...then I'll buy meat rolls tomorrow."
"Don't come tomorrow." Batman shot his hook gun and jumped onto the nearby roof without even looking at Superman because he knew he could hear him. Better yet, 755 Flatbush Ave.”
Superman froze for a while, then waved his hand in the direction where Batman disappeared: "Thanks, Bat."
——So, although Batman is boring, he is still a good person!
Flying to Daisy's house to buy supper for dear Louise, Superman secretly decided that he must come again tomorrow, and he must give Batman something in return... Oops, I forgot to ask Bat, when will he bring him back? His two sons from parallel earths took him back. His Fortress of Solitude was about to be destroyed. He saw with his own eyes that his AI father was learning mechanical dance with Jason, and he was quite serious about it.
***
Jason and Damian are burying their heads in the Fortress of Solitude to study Kryptonian technology and documents. If there is no way to go home in the Earth's database, then the Kryptonian information is their last resort.
If there is no database on Krypton, it means that their last resort is to seek magic, and using this kind of supernatural power often has a huge price-Jason still remembers the devil's deal, exchanging one life for ten It's not worth it no matter how you look at it.
But aside from the investigation that didn't make any progress, what worries Jason even more is that Damian has been surprisingly silent for a while.Even when he turned up the volume of the music so loudly that he could hear the entire Fortress of Solitude clearly as long as his ears were not deaf, and even practiced dancing with Jo Al's AI to pass the time, this kid never went crazy Once, sometimes the expression on his face was a bit unlovable.
Not so good.
When Jason found Damian furtively looking at the photos on his phone, he knew something was wrong-it was homesick.
Speaking of which, they have also been trapped in this world of rookie Superman and gloomy menopausal Batman for more than a year. During this period, they can say that they have tried various remedies. A superhero can easily stop a bank robbery or something, but the speed of this Flash has obviously not reached the level where he can shuttle between multiverses.
The Batman here may not be as understanding of the multiverse as the two of them. The Kryptonian technology in the Fortress of Solitude is very advanced, but the Kryptonians obviously did not regard "traversing into the multiverse to snatch the Kryptonian's Krypton" as an avoidance. One of the ways to subjugate the country and exterminate the species, that is to say...they hit a wall again.
And this time there's no Flash training session, or looming Luthor-esque plot to save the day.
As long as people are free, all kinds of thoughts will pop up, and Jason has a deep understanding of Damian's psychological state at this moment.After all, no matter how you say it, he was a man possessed by a ghost. When you are possessed by a ghost, you spend a lot of time idle and have nothing to do. Jason spends a lot of time thinking about Bruce and Ah. Foo, miss Dick, and even miss the residents of Arkham one by one.
Speaking of which, when the ghost was probably in a better condition than Damian, at that time, apart from his own memory, there was nothing to remind him of what he had lost—not that they would really be trapped here forever, but The memories in my head are fading, and it would be hopeless if I didn't find someone (thanks, Peter!) to retell the stories that have been told hundreds of times, reminding myself of those important names and faces again and again Jason still feels chills when he thinks about it now.
What's more, Damian is still holding those photos in his hand, looking at the photos and recalling the family members he may never see in his life... Tsk, thinking about it makes me feel masochistic.
"Yo, what are you looking at? Rice? How many times have I told you not to put your phone so close to it, it hurts your eyes." Jason slapped Damian on the back of the head unpreparedly, and watched with a smile as the child tapped his forehead against the phone screen , taking advantage of the time when the other party turned his head and stared at him angrily, he saw the screen on the phone.
To be honest, Jason never expected to see Tim's picture on Damian's phone.
Well, it’s not really a serious photo. You can tell it’s Damian going to mess with Tim at work. He wants to take a picture of the moment when the other party is in a hurry and treat it as a black history of blackmail, but it’s a blackmail material. Well, it's kind of surprising that Damian looking at a photo like this means he misses Tim just a little bit.
Jason has always felt that the two auras are at odds, and that if no one is watching, they will tear each other into pieces, but obviously, before he knew it, some kind of subtlety was brewing between Damian and Tim somehow. fetters.
"It's none of your business, this is my personal privacy." Damian quickly turned off the screen of the phone, while pressing the machine against his chest to prevent Jason from peeking at the contents of his phone, "What's the matter?" ?”
If there's anything to cheer about this journey (yes, Jason insists on calling it a journey, after all, you have to go home after all, don't you?), it's that Damian's love for Jason has There is no cautious and adoring attitude when they first met at all. Instead, when facing the annoying older siblings at home who can't get rid of, it all depends on the current mood of the exchange, and the casual attitude is not big or small.
"Can't you come and take care of my dear little brother if you have nothing to do?" Jason shook his head exaggeratedly, making an expression of disbelief, "Could it be that I'm so unfeeling in your heart?"
"Unfeeling can't be called unfeeling, there must be dramatists." Damian replied solemnly, not impressed by Jason's acting skills at all, "Just tell the truth, what do you want?"
"It's nothing... just... I miss them too." Jason patted Damian's shoulder lightly while taking out his mobile phone, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, it's about whether you want to see old Dicky's Ugly photos? I have a limited collector's edition here."
Damian didn't speak for a while, just looked at Jason stupidly, as if he was evaluating whether it was a prank or some kind of sympathy, probably because he couldn't detect any negative things from Jason. Intent, Damian nodded slowly, and his hand holding the phone relaxed a little.
"If you don't have anyone else to post this kind of mess, I can watch it with you." Damian probably didn't realize the expectation in his tone.
Jason sat down next to Damian, as if he didn't notice the movement of the other person approaching him at all, picked up the phone and opened the photo album, picked a picture of Dick about to take off the Nightwing uniform, but he twisted on the ground because of a sudden cramp. It's strange, but after looking at it for a long time, it's a photo of a beautiful pose that is unexpected.
"This is the last time we faced the Scarecrow..."
In the Fortress of Solitude, apart from the silent AI, there is only Jason's low voice when telling stories.
It's like repeating yesterday.
Since he was a little kid, he has learned from his dear father how to bear the bitter consequences of failure, he has learned to be a man with his head down and his tail between his legs when the situation is not good-no one in this world deserves [-]% attention , There will come a day when other people's eyes will be attracted by other topics, and that is when he can start to re-arrange.
By that time...he will definitely find those two bastards who ruined his plan.Who are they?Where did it come from?Why has no one seen them in Gotham or Metropolis before?The people he recruited are all ruthless characters of the Russian gangsters, who can kill him single-handedly, did that brat start training from the womb!He has already discovered superhumans like Diana Prince and Arthur Curry, why didn't he discover these two people?
Especially the one wearing the hood, who looks familiar to him, what does that guy think about his hair!Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of his head. It was so cold that he couldn't stop getting goosebumps all over his body. Luther once again cursed the bastard wearing the hood with a sullen face, hoping that his hair follicles would become bald one day because the hood was too stuffy. Mediterranean - ah, of course he didn't forget to curse Superman's hairline, back off, it's better to go back to Yuedai head!
The prison guard sighed at Luthor's cell and shook his head silently.Sure enough, it was the big boss who was eating and drinking hot food outside, and whoever went to prison didn't shave his head, and he was still entangled in it.
Speaking of which, I blame this guy for being unlucky. In the past 30 years, their prisons have always asked for a crew cut, but a few dishonest people came here a month or two ago, and they dared to hide a sharp weapon in their hair to provoke a riot. It happened that the prisons in this state had to conduct evaluations among the prisons. This mess caused the officials above to lose face, and now it is stipulated that all prisoners should shave their heads when they enter the prison.
It’s a pity that the big boss of the Lex Group has beautiful hair. Hearing from the colleague on duty that day, the big boss’s eyes didn’t fluctuate at all when he saw the razor, and when he heard that he was about to shave it... his expression was like a grandma who saw heaven Appeared and put on a bikini, shaking like chaff, and dancing salsa.
All in all, very shocked.
"Hey, what do you think is going on in Luthor's mind?" During lunch time, the guard couldn't help asking his colleagues, "I've been a guard for most of my life, and I've never seen a person who has been struggling since I was in prison." hair!"
The colleague raised his head and drank the last sip of coffee, with an unpredictable expression: "It's because you can't figure it out, so he is the big boss, and we are the guards."
- makes sense.
***
Bruce Wayne is not a gregarious guy.
When he was a boy, the only one who played with him often was Thomas Eliot.After the tragedy of the Waynes, Bruce closed himself even more. Even Alfred sometimes felt that getting Bruce to speak his mind was harder than bringing the Waynes back from the dead.
Of course, Bruce, as the operator of Wayne Enterprises, still has business partners, but that is purely limited to business contacts and personal friendships... The only person who can be called a friend is probably Director Gordon, but the two of them His friendship is also because of Bruce's night mission, which is still part of the "official business" to put it bluntly.
Alfred watched Bruce live a life more like a hermit than himself, and at least half of his gray hair was caused by worry.
Fortunately, all this has changed——
"Hi, Batman, I happen to be nearby..." Superman greeted Batman with a smile on his face, without even turning his neck, he reached out and grabbed the stick knocked from the side, which came from the gang that Batman was dealing with.
"Get out of my city!" Batman didn't even bother to give Superman a look, turned around and punched the bridge of the nose of the enemy who wanted to sneak attack.
"I'm just here for supper. I heard there's a famous shop here." Superman seemed not to have heard Batman's previous words, and said to himself, "Don't you happen to know that there is a shop called 'Blueprint'? ' shop?"
"Today is its public holiday." Batman knocked down another guy who was about to escape in the chaos, "It's public holiday on Wednesday."
"It's too bad, Louise really wants to try their special meat rolls." Superman frowned in distress, and at the same time, he turned the truck that was about to leave the crime scene into a burning truck, and the people inside Just before it turned into kang meat, he tore off the body of the car and grabbed the person out.
When Superman was burning the car, Batman was crazily hinting to the respected old British gentleman in the Batcave not to tell him about the famous shop that lined up for midnight snacks. A set of upgrades has been made-the news that can be conveyed visually need not be said. Who knows if Superman will listen to a confidential message.
Batman stared at the shiny red dot on the small map in front of him, as well as the name of the restaurant next to it and the five-star praise, deeply doubting whether it was a mistake to design this function in the first place.
None of the criminals were missed, they were all tied up and hung on the poles, and even the car that was almost burnt out was preserved under the freezing breath of Superman (this is important evidence!), it was originally expected to take two to two weeks The case that took three times as long to settle has now come to an end. Superman coughed a few times uncomfortable, and said slightly, "Uh, then...then I'll buy meat rolls tomorrow."
"Don't come tomorrow." Batman shot his hook gun and jumped onto the nearby roof without even looking at Superman because he knew he could hear him. Better yet, 755 Flatbush Ave.”
Superman froze for a while, then waved his hand in the direction where Batman disappeared: "Thanks, Bat."
——So, although Batman is boring, he is still a good person!
Flying to Daisy's house to buy supper for dear Louise, Superman secretly decided that he must come again tomorrow, and he must give Batman something in return... Oops, I forgot to ask Bat, when will he bring him back? His two sons from parallel earths took him back. His Fortress of Solitude was about to be destroyed. He saw with his own eyes that his AI father was learning mechanical dance with Jason, and he was quite serious about it.
***
Jason and Damian are burying their heads in the Fortress of Solitude to study Kryptonian technology and documents. If there is no way to go home in the Earth's database, then the Kryptonian information is their last resort.
If there is no database on Krypton, it means that their last resort is to seek magic, and using this kind of supernatural power often has a huge price-Jason still remembers the devil's deal, exchanging one life for ten It's not worth it no matter how you look at it.
But aside from the investigation that didn't make any progress, what worries Jason even more is that Damian has been surprisingly silent for a while.Even when he turned up the volume of the music so loudly that he could hear the entire Fortress of Solitude clearly as long as his ears were not deaf, and even practiced dancing with Jo Al's AI to pass the time, this kid never went crazy Once, sometimes the expression on his face was a bit unlovable.
Not so good.
When Jason found Damian furtively looking at the photos on his phone, he knew something was wrong-it was homesick.
Speaking of which, they have also been trapped in this world of rookie Superman and gloomy menopausal Batman for more than a year. During this period, they can say that they have tried various remedies. A superhero can easily stop a bank robbery or something, but the speed of this Flash has obviously not reached the level where he can shuttle between multiverses.
The Batman here may not be as understanding of the multiverse as the two of them. The Kryptonian technology in the Fortress of Solitude is very advanced, but the Kryptonians obviously did not regard "traversing into the multiverse to snatch the Kryptonian's Krypton" as an avoidance. One of the ways to subjugate the country and exterminate the species, that is to say...they hit a wall again.
And this time there's no Flash training session, or looming Luthor-esque plot to save the day.
As long as people are free, all kinds of thoughts will pop up, and Jason has a deep understanding of Damian's psychological state at this moment.After all, no matter how you say it, he was a man possessed by a ghost. When you are possessed by a ghost, you spend a lot of time idle and have nothing to do. Jason spends a lot of time thinking about Bruce and Ah. Foo, miss Dick, and even miss the residents of Arkham one by one.
Speaking of which, when the ghost was probably in a better condition than Damian, at that time, apart from his own memory, there was nothing to remind him of what he had lost—not that they would really be trapped here forever, but The memories in my head are fading, and it would be hopeless if I didn't find someone (thanks, Peter!) to retell the stories that have been told hundreds of times, reminding myself of those important names and faces again and again Jason still feels chills when he thinks about it now.
What's more, Damian is still holding those photos in his hand, looking at the photos and recalling the family members he may never see in his life... Tsk, thinking about it makes me feel masochistic.
"Yo, what are you looking at? Rice? How many times have I told you not to put your phone so close to it, it hurts your eyes." Jason slapped Damian on the back of the head unpreparedly, and watched with a smile as the child tapped his forehead against the phone screen , taking advantage of the time when the other party turned his head and stared at him angrily, he saw the screen on the phone.
To be honest, Jason never expected to see Tim's picture on Damian's phone.
Well, it’s not really a serious photo. You can tell it’s Damian going to mess with Tim at work. He wants to take a picture of the moment when the other party is in a hurry and treat it as a black history of blackmail, but it’s a blackmail material. Well, it's kind of surprising that Damian looking at a photo like this means he misses Tim just a little bit.
Jason has always felt that the two auras are at odds, and that if no one is watching, they will tear each other into pieces, but obviously, before he knew it, some kind of subtlety was brewing between Damian and Tim somehow. fetters.
"It's none of your business, this is my personal privacy." Damian quickly turned off the screen of the phone, while pressing the machine against his chest to prevent Jason from peeking at the contents of his phone, "What's the matter?" ?”
If there's anything to cheer about this journey (yes, Jason insists on calling it a journey, after all, you have to go home after all, don't you?), it's that Damian's love for Jason has There is no cautious and adoring attitude when they first met at all. Instead, when facing the annoying older siblings at home who can't get rid of, it all depends on the current mood of the exchange, and the casual attitude is not big or small.
"Can't you come and take care of my dear little brother if you have nothing to do?" Jason shook his head exaggeratedly, making an expression of disbelief, "Could it be that I'm so unfeeling in your heart?"
"Unfeeling can't be called unfeeling, there must be dramatists." Damian replied solemnly, not impressed by Jason's acting skills at all, "Just tell the truth, what do you want?"
"It's nothing... just... I miss them too." Jason patted Damian's shoulder lightly while taking out his mobile phone, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, it's about whether you want to see old Dicky's Ugly photos? I have a limited collector's edition here."
Damian didn't speak for a while, just looked at Jason stupidly, as if he was evaluating whether it was a prank or some kind of sympathy, probably because he couldn't detect any negative things from Jason. Intent, Damian nodded slowly, and his hand holding the phone relaxed a little.
"If you don't have anyone else to post this kind of mess, I can watch it with you." Damian probably didn't realize the expectation in his tone.
Jason sat down next to Damian, as if he didn't notice the movement of the other person approaching him at all, picked up the phone and opened the photo album, picked a picture of Dick about to take off the Nightwing uniform, but he twisted on the ground because of a sudden cramp. It's strange, but after looking at it for a long time, it's a photo of a beautiful pose that is unexpected.
"This is the last time we faced the Scarecrow..."
In the Fortress of Solitude, apart from the silent AI, there is only Jason's low voice when telling stories.
It's like repeating yesterday.
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