When you have two sets of superheroes

The information Bruce stole from Luthor was indeed encrypted, and it was military-level encryption. He and Afu spent a lot of effort to unlock it. While getting the information he wanted, Diana asked for the photo he wanted. It was also given out after the backup as Shirley requested.

But as for what he was looking for, Batman never shared the news, and Shirley didn't ask for it. She just wanted to know where the kryptonite was, and didn't care about these messy things.

However, Bruce took the initiative to send her a message, saying that Luthor was investigating the existing superheroes and vigilantes, from Batman Superman to Nightingale and Wonder Woman Diana, who only appeared for less than a year. Quite a posture of digging the bottom up.

After Shirley received the news, she passed it on to Clark and Diana, and then continued to focus on her own search for kryptonite.She tried sneaking into Luthor's mansion carefully, but she only had clairvoyance and no hearing, which was no different from looking at pictures and talking. Shirley, a scumbag, didn't recognize anything except kryptonite.After searching to no avail, she had to pay attention to Batman's movement, but Shirley would follow him whenever he left Gotham, and finally found the kryptonite in transit during a mission, she took a look and left after completing the mission It's gone, and I don't care what Batman is going to do.

But in her mind, Batman's concern about Luthor probably wasn't due to kryptonite—he cared more about Luthor's channels and sources of supply. Since Luthor wanted to target Superman, he couldn't just throw a few stones for fun. There is a bigger killer, and what he really wants is that big guy.

Shirley can be said to be quite Buddhist, and Diana is as Buddhist as her. Although the reason for their meeting was not so happy, the two got to know each other a lot because of accidental encounters.Recently, Diana was stranded in the metropolis due to business, and she would often come to her store for a sit-down, and occasionally go shopping together.Shirley doesn't have many friends, so it's a pleasure to get along with Diana, so when Clark came to the coffee shop in the afternoon, he saw that his usual seat was taken by Diana—originally Shirley would reserve it for him, But at this time, the shop owner was leaning against Diana and chatting with her happily.

Clark: "..."

Diana is 183cm tall, with a standard large frame and muscular body. Although Shirley is also 172cm, she is slim and small like an oriental person. When she stretched her long arms into her arms, she even blushed a little, and then Diana smiled and lowered her head and pinched her face.

Clark: "...???"

Superman was standing pitifully at the door with his computer in his hand, and Shirley waved his hand and called him in to sit down. She got up from Diana's arms, "Sit down, Clark, I'll get you coffee and dessert."

Clark coughed and sat down opposite Diana.

Diana was wearing a coquettish and sexy burgundy v-neck open back high slit long dress. The knit texture made the skirt fit the curve perfectly. She leaned forward and looked at Clark with her elbows on the table and her face propped up .

Diana's gaze couldn't be ignored, and Clark had to look up from behind the computer, "Pu, Miss Prince?"

Diana looked at him with a half-smile: "It won't work to be so restrained, Mr. Kent."

Clark looked away, but didn't answer.

Diana asked again: "Do you think I look good in this dress?"

Clark looked over, nodded and said, "It looks good, it suits you very well."

"How about I buy one for Shirley?"

She stood up and walked around in front of Clark on her high heels.

Clark imagined along her train of thought in a daze, and then blushed, the word "good looking" was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

Diana laughed.

"Diana!" Shirley came over with a tray and looked at her curiously, "What are you doing standing there?"

Clark lowered his head and typed on the keyboard in a panic. Diana pinched Shirley's chin and leaned over to kiss her, took the tray from her hand, and said casually: "It's nothing, I'm just kidding with Mr. Kent."

Shelly: "?"

Batman is busy, and Shirley is not idle—in fact, she is idle and busy, she has been wandering around to unlock missions, and then discovered a trick, as long as she follows Clark, it will be easier to trigger missions, and Probably because of the cooperation between the two, there is also a greater chance of obtaining Superman character fragments.

On this day, she received a new system task, and went to fight against a gangster who specialized in smuggling with Superman. Shirley stepped on a bald head with a silver swing stick on her shoulder—this was her. The new props exchanged can be stretched or disassembled into two pieces, which are convenient to carry and practical.Although she can use a gun or a knife, Superman doesn't like to see blood, so Shirley follows him.

The bald head looked at her in horror, panting like a bellows, and said in a hoarse and ugly voice: "Night, Nightingale! You're not in Gotham—"

"Gotham has direct air tickets and boat tickets to the Metropolis, brother, don't you know?" Shirley said coolly, baring her teeth evilly at him, "Goodbye." Then a sap knocked him unconscious past.

She turned and walked out, and when she was almost at the door, she suddenly heard a sound behind her. Shirley turned around abruptly and saw a pistol pointed directly at her, but in an instant, a red figure fell straight down. When she was in front of her, she heard the sound of the trigger being pulled, and the bullet hit Superman's body with a crisp sound before bouncing off and falling to the ground.

Shirley slowly retracted the dart in her hand.

Superman cut a hole in the ground with his heat vision, and the man screamed and fell to the first floor with a muffled thud, and then there was no more sound.

He turned around and hugged Shirley, and flew out of the window.

Superman flew to the top of the clock tower and left Shirley standing on the only flat spot, levitating himself beside her.

"Here," Shirley handed him a dart. She was in a good mood after receiving the mission reward, and even her voice lightened up, "This is for you to commemorate, I made it new."

The dart she originally used was an ordinary boomerang with four corners. This new dart was designed in the shape of a nightingale in order to conform to her code name—of course it is not very realistic, but it can be seen that the shape is a bird. From the head to the beak to the wings are all extremely sharp, which is quite similar to Batman's bat dart.

Superman took it and held it in his hand.

He is usually quite talkative, but today he is much quieter. Shirley knows that it is the reason why the media and the public have become more and more unkind to Superman recently, but she can't say anything. This is Superman's own battle, others said Any more is useless.

Shirley leaned forward slightly and looked down, "You said if I fell from here..."

Superman immediately took her arm.

"Will you catch me, Carl?" Shirley raised her head and smiled maliciously at him, obviously looking for something else.

Superman understood what she meant, and was helpless immediately, but he let go of his hand.

Xue Li giggled, leaned back straight, and fell from a height of [-] meters.

Fengshen whizzed past her ears, and she cheered excitedly as the exciting experience of bungee jumping without a tether, and then she saw Superman flying towards her quickly, he didn't catch her immediately, but adjusted After a while, the speed was the same as hers, and then he reached out to catch her and settled in mid-air.

"Your hair is blown up again." Superman raised his hand to smooth her hair, "Doesn't it mean that it will be difficult to tidy up?"

"But it's super fun!" Shirley said, her eyes sparkling, and she almost screamed.

Superman laughed, and carried her back to the top of the clock tower.

Shirley ran her fingers through her hair and asked, "Carl, are you going to court tomorrow?"

To be honest, she was not surprised by this result. Ever since the statue of Superman was destroyed, Shirley had a premonition that Superman's reputation might take a turn for the worse. After all, things like public opinion are really easy to manipulate.And this time Superman was also charged for destroying the city and injuring innocent people in a battle with Kryptonian compatriot Zod two years ago. He must go, otherwise he will be considered ignoring the law.But so what?The media is controlled by someone with a heart, how much can his statement in court change?

"Hmm." Superman responded in a low voice, a little depressed.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Shirley said softly, holding his hand, "I'll wait for you at the gate of the court tomorrow."

Superman looked up at her, and then smiled a little, he nodded and said yes.

Shirley rubbed his little curly hair again.

Unexpectedly, before Shirley saw Superman come out the next day, the first thing she waited for was an explosion, and the entire court was surrounded by flames like a furnace.

The onlookers were flustered and excited. Shirley was caught in the noisy crowd, silently watching Superman move out corpses and wounded one after another.

After saving those who could be saved, Superman stood up straight and looked around. The blue eyes of the clear sky were desolate and gray, just like the sky polluted by the dust and fog of the explosion at this time.

When he saw Shirley, Shirley pursed her lips. She wanted to comfort him but couldn't laugh. She quickly guessed what the people behind the explosion were trying to do, and she could even imagine what Superman would do at this time. a mood.

He was in the courthouse and failed to find the bomb.

What will the public think?When he saved some people, other people would resent why he didn't save his own children; and when he occasionally made mistakes, there were not even those people who were favored by him and helped him speak well.

No one will understand him, he is a superman, with super hearing and super vision, why can't he even detect a small bomb?

Karl stared at Shirley for a while, he seemed to want to walk towards her, but he held back after moving his legs.There are too many people here, and there are media outside the cordon, so he can't go there.

Shirley turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, whispering, "If you don't know where you're going, go to my house first."

She knew Carl could hear him.

When Shirley got home, she saw Superman sitting on the sofa. He was still wearing his uniform, but the red cape was no longer fluttering.

Carl didn't know where he was going, and in fact he didn't know what he could do when he came to Shirley's house, but he just wanted to stay with her, even if he didn't do or say anything, it didn't matter, he just wanted to stay with her for a while.

Shirley put the cake box she was carrying into the refrigerator. She originally brought it to eat with Carl after the matter was over, but now it seems...

She lightly kicked Xiao Ba, Xiao Ba understood instantly, jumped to the seat next to Carl and sat down, rubbing his head against his arm to act cute and coquettish.

Carl touched it.

Shirley moved a dining chair in front of him, then knelt up to measure the height, and found that it didn't work, so she changed to a shorter stool.

Karl watched her busy, blankly.

Finally, Shirley finally found a suitable stool. She put a cushion on it and knelt on it. She put her arms around Karl and pressed the back of his head so that he rested on her shoulders.

Carl was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth. It turned out that Shirley was busy with this just now.

Shirley knew that she was thin and not tall. If she was in another posture, she would basically disappear after hugging her with a superman figure. For Carl, she did not have the legendary sense of security at all.It was much better as it was now, he could relax and lean against her, like leaning against a big tree.

Shirley patted Carl on the back, feeling a little proud.

"Carl, this matter is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. It is not a matter of how many people you have saved or not." She said in a low voice. It is to solve the problem, "This is someone who deliberately provokes the relationship between the public and Superman. I think it is absolutely inseparable from Luthor... To control and drive the media, to be able to stir up troubles and trigger public opinion wars, this is not an ordinary person or a single person Humans can do it. He has motivation, means and ability, so he is the most suspect.”

Carl looked up at her.

"I understand." He said seriously and seriously, "I will investigate clearly."

Someone being hurt because of him was the last thing Superman wanted, and he would never give Luthor that chance again.

The author has something to say: the next day will be hotter~

Although there are enough manuscripts, but because I am still preparing for the postgraduate re-examination, I can't feed the manuscripts in time, so I still can't waste it. For sustainable development, I changed it to every two days~