[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

U.S. time, [-]:[-] p.m.

After returning from overtime work, he ate half a pizza and went to bed after taking a shower. The young reporter Clark Kent, who had finished his busy day, received a call from his immediate boss, the editor-in-chief of the Planet Daily.

The reason why he is the editor-in-chief is because this big man who manages a lot of things usually only grasps the general direction of the newspaper and is responsible for signing his name on the last procedure to indicate approval.It's more like the editor-in-chief than the half-boss of Planet Daily.

As a small reporter struggling at the bottom of Planet Daily, this was the first time Clark received a call from the editor-in-chief.This made Clark, a simple town boy, somewhat flattered.

"Good evening, editor-in-chief." His voice was a little tense, just like himself.

"Good evening, Kent." The editor-in-chief's voice was serious and indifferent, with a hint of superiority.This is the unique characteristic of capitalists.

"Excuse me, what's the matter for you to call at this time?"

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't ask my assistant to find you out of more than 200 phone numbers."

"I heard that you have been in charge of following up the news of Gotham's richest man Bruce Wayne for the past two years, and you managed to make an appointment with him for an exclusive interview two days ago?"

Not hearsay, but fact.

Moreover, Clark is one of the few reporters who can make an appointment with Bruce and waste half a day of his precious time for an exclusive interview.And sometimes you can get his exclusive news.

Many jealous media people maliciously speculated that there was an improper relationship between the two, and there were even many people on the Internet who talked about the cp of this pair of flamboyants and young reporters x young reporters, and there were even a lot of similarities between the two of them.Satisfied with a large piece of burning rot girl soul.

But the editor-in-chief doesn't care if the reporter of his newspaper has an ambiguous relationship with Bruce Wayne, which makes people imagine.This profit-oriented capitalist only cares about the profits that Clark can bring to himself.

"Uh... yes." The honest boy Clark nodded in confusion, not understanding the purpose of the editor-in-chief's special call.

He did an exclusive interview with Bruce a few days ago, but the editor in charge of the entertainment section thought there was nothing to expect, so he killed his manuscript.

"Very good." The editor-in-chief over there slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with satisfaction.

"A ticket to Gotham has already been booked for you. Your boss will tell you about the specific job."

"Work hard, Kent. If your results satisfy me, I will give you a bonus when you come back." Said the capitalist who has always been very stingy. "Oh, of course I will ask my assistant to give you a full set of insurance tonight."

"Uh...but..."

"Beep-beep..." Before Clark could react, the phone on the other end had already hung up.

In less than half a minute, Clark's cell phone rang again.

This time it was the editor in charge of the entertainment section, a boss with harsh words.

"What's the matter with you, Clark Kent!" The editor-in-chief began to accuse, "Didn't you just finish the interview with Bruce Wayne two days ago, why didn't you even dig out such a large amount of material? The company supports you to eat Is it white rice?! Why can't I get the first-hand information, but let other newspapers take the lead?!"

"Editor-in-Chief, I..."

"You shut up! bulabulabula..."

Before Clark knew what happened, he was scolded by the editor-in-chief for several minutes.

After hanging up the phone, he found that the editor-in-chief had sent him an email, which was a screenshot of the news from the Gotham Daily.It is bolded and marked in red letters—"Gotham's richest man Bruce Wayne drove a girl to the hospital late at night!!!"

Behind this, there are three huge and eye-catching exclamation marks.

The person who wrote this report is not very sharp, maybe because Bruce bought most of the original stock of Gotham Daily last year?

But Bruce Wayne, who is one of the top three on the American Golden Bachelor list, is too topical. This news alone is like a boulder thrown into a lake from high altitude, causing thousands of waves.

The Internet has exploded now, and many newspapers, large and small, have reported this news one after another.The big newspapers are even better. They only speculate that Bruce Wayne has adopted another child. After all, this young man has adopted two children in the past three years. Gotham's little prince, Bruce Baby, who used to be the former Victoria's Secret Angel girlfriends, lamented its romantic and rich charm.

The tabloids, on the other hand, have no moral integrity. They dare to write anything in order to gain attention.

Some said that Bruce Wayne would send someone to the hospital when he crashed a car late at night.That's okay, even though he was blackmailing him, he also left a bottom line.But what is even more unscrupulous is to imply that little Angie is a prostitute raised by Bruce Wayne, and even put forward the so-called "evidence" that Bruce Wayne has not dated a Victoria's Secret Angel for two months. Yes, because he changed his taste.And there are even reports that Bruce Wayne is a disgusting pedophile, and he has changed his girlfriend countless times in the past few years to cover up this dirty fact to the outside world.

Clark, who had seen this, would naturally not believe such mindless reports.He opened the address book and called Bruce.

Bruce, who was brushing little Angie's hair outside at that time, didn't see the call because he left the phone in the bedroom while feeding Angie.And a long time ago, because he was afraid that the sound of the news would wake An Qi, he turned his mobile phone to silent and could not hear the ringtone at all.

"Beep-beep-beep..." The phone was called for almost a minute, but no one answered.

Clark frowned in confusion.Bruce never answered the phone after three rings.He usually hangs up his phone directly to indicate that he is busy or must answer after three busy tones.

Clark looked at the time, it was past ten o'clock.

Thinking that Bruce was out on a night patrol and encountered some difficult incidents, Clark, who was not connected, turned on his super hearing out of concern.Through countless noises, Bruce's voice was accurately found.

Then, he heard such a conversation...

"Oh!" It was a cry of pain, and it sounded like a girl.

"What's wrong?" It was Bruce.

"It hurts!" The girl's voice was delicate and soft, with a hint of complaint.

"Okay, I'll take it easy." Bruce sounded a little helpless at this sentence.

Clark?

Clark: "..."

——This dialogue sounds really misleading!

The handsome face of the honest and simple town boy was flushed.Half of it was because the conversation sounded really weird and thought-provoking, which made him blush with shame, and the other half was because it was really bad and ashamed to have doubts about a friend just because of such a conversation.

—Enough is enough, Clark!

Clark condemned himself in his heart.

—Bruce is not that kind of person.

The same to you!How can...how can I hear these few short sentences and...

How impure!

……

On the other side of the ocean, there is a time difference of about 5 hours between Gotham and London, England.

Ah Fu, who had been busy in London until three o'clock in the morning and hadn't closed his eyes, saw the explosive news after a short break, and the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose immediately reflected two cold lights.

"I've only been away for less than a day, and you sent Miss Angie to the hospital. It's really not reassuring at all, sir."

These words sounded like exclamations to himself, but with the glasses reflecting white light and the corners of the mouth that raised slightly but gave off a very dangerous feeling... That strange sense of disobedience made people feel that these words had a deep meaning.

—Someone is going to be unlucky.

……

Then pull the location back to the United States.

Far away in a high-end apartment where politicians live in Washington.

Paul, the clown's loyal confidant, also saw the news.

He has been ordered to look for Angie, even though the clown entered Arkham halfway and came back and came directly to Washington, he did not stop looking for information about Angie.

Someone saw Bruce Wayne go to Chinatown for dinner before, and the little girl next to him was very similar to Miss Angie.Regardless of age, height, or hair color and eye color.After all, there are quite a few little girls in Gotham, but Miss Angie's eyes and hair color probably won't be found in the whole of America.

Although some didn't believe that Miss Angie would appear beside Bruce Wayne, who was as big and young as a fool, Paul still paid special attention to the news about Bruce Wayne.

No, this gossip-speaking young lady became a hot topic on major websites tonight.

Paul glanced at the meaningless text, and took the lead in looking at the news photos.

The content of the photo is a three-shot series of Bruce holding a little girl from the car.

Paul zooms in on the photo.Although the photo is blurred, the little girl in Bruce's arms really looks like Miss Angie of their family.Although the hair color is a bit lighter, the skin color is exactly the same as the crime king of Gotham, but it is true.

Paul looked away from the photo and looked up at the clown.

His boss is abusing the owner of this apartment.

The clown took out his phone at this time.The mobile phone has a pink shell covered with diamonds, obviously it doesn't belong to him.

This is Harry's phone.He clicked on Twitter and showed the man the cute photo of Angie who had been sent to the Batcave.

"Look, this is my little baby. Isn't it cute?" The clown's red-painted mouth grinned sinisterly, "So, tell me, how did you or the person behind you find this photo ?”

"I...I don't..." The man who had already been tortured to a pulp just said no, when the clown held his mouth with the muzzle of a gun.

"No, No, No, No..." The clown shook his head repeatedly, "You have to think clearly before speaking."

"Don't make unnecessary struggles, or I will be unhappy. Think about your wife and lovely daughter who are on vacation in Hawaii." As he said, the clown swiped his finger, and the photo changed. It was this person who was in Hawaii Wife and daughter on vacation.From this angle, it's obviously a candid shot.

The man's eyes widened in horror, as if he didn't expect the clown to be so powerful that he even found his secret family members.

"No, this matter has nothing to do with them! Don't touch them, please!"

"It depends on the answer you give me next. The IP address of the terminal sent to the big bat shows that it is your home, so say something,

David. The clown smiled, leaned close to him, and looked at him at eye level. "If your answer still dissatisfies me, then this matter has something to do with them."I will let them end the last trip in their lives ahead of schedule.It's like this - Whoops, crash!collapse! "

The clown made a motion to shoot.

"Who should I start with?" The clown looked at his phone, he seemed a little confused, but he soon had an answer.

He smiled and tapped the screen with the muzzle of his gun, and said, "Why don't we start with this girl. Oh, she's so cute."

"Boss, I think you need to see this." Paul showed the tablet to the clown. "I think there is news about Miss Angie."

The clown laughed out loud.Obviously, he was having fun.

"Hahaha, show me my little angel..."

"No, No... Please! She's only 11 years old." David was still begging for mercy, but he didn't know that the clown stopped smiling when he heard this sentence.

He turned his head abruptly and stared at the man, their faces almost touching each other.And it also made that person clearly see that those dark green eyes were full of sickness and madness.

"My little baby, he's not even eight years old yet!

And you!Made me lose her! ! ! "He heard the lunatic in front of him say this. The voice was like a dragon that had been offended by the scales, making a deep roar. It was dangerous and violent.

— This is a madman!

He is still a lunatic who has been touched by the scales!

He will only be crazier than the original craziness!

This is what David feels in his heart at this moment.

Surrounded by the clown's cold killing intent, he couldn't help questioning his boss's decision.

——Amanda, did you make a thoughtful decision to anger the dragon?

His anger, can we really bear it?

These were the last thoughts of David's life.Immediately, a cold bullet hit his forehead, taking his life.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, the clown who didn't look up threw the pistol and stared intently at the tablet that Paul handed him just now.

"Oh~ it's her, my little baby. Do you know how long daddy has been looking for you? You heartless little villain..." His bloody hand stroked the screen, and his dark green eyes were undetectably gentle for a moment Then it got cold again.

"Why was she sent to the hospital?" The clown narrowed his eyes slightly, looking dangerous, "Go back to Gotham first, Paul."

"That side?" Paul glanced at the corpse on the ground that was still bleeding between the brows.He had never seen the Joker so genuinely angry.

"Leave someone to continue the investigation!" The clown whispered, his magnetic and sexy voice was full of danger.

"My little baby will cry if she sees her mother is not there when she comes back."

—and when she cries, I'll be even more unhappy!

Under the dim light, the green-haired man standing in the pool of blood was slender and perfect, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly, full of danger.He is like an elegant and vigorous black panther, who will explode at any time and tear the prey in front of him with one paw.

He had just found one of his two girls.