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"Wow, wow, the first synchronization between the two of you, tell me the reason?" Louis looked at them with interest.

Although, she scoffed at this hypothesis.

"If it was Batman, Superman would have subdued him long ago." Clark said.

It sounds like he thinks Superman is far superior to Batman.

"...I met Batman once in Gotham," Grace sighed under Louis's staring eyes, and confessed honestly, "he's not that kind of person."

"Wait," Louis's reporter radar was blaring, "doesn't that sound like you're describing someone you've only met once?"

"...OK, OK," Grace surrendered, "by chance, he saved me, so I know him."

She is not lying, but this has already happened more than ten years ago.

"It seems that we are really destined to be with those superpowers." Louis couldn't help but sigh.

"You know Batman?" Clark looked at her strangely.

"Is this unusual?" Grace turned to look at him, narrowing her eyes slightly.

His tone sounded a little surprised.

"No, nothing." Clark shook his head.

Grace secretly examined his expression, and finally slowly withdrew her gaze.

But she's already determined that Clark and Batman must have had contact.

"Well, we have to put these messy speculations aside," Louis took control of the situation, and pulled back the topic, "What do you think about these bombings?"

"I have some inside information. The police can't even tell what the bomb was made of." Louis added, his tone full of disbelief.

We must know that the scientific research and technology of the metropolis ranks among the top in the country, so it is not impossible to find out the raw materials of an explosive/drug.

"Maybe that's the problem," Grace picked up the boy's doodle of monsters. "If these monsters really exist, it's entirely possible that unknown explosives exist as well."

"What is this for?" Louis couldn't figure out the reason.

Metropolis is a city full of vitality, perhaps because of this, Superman will appear here.

This city is similar to Superman, as if it were a dazzling sun.

But this incident clearly cast a lingering haze over the city.

And this is the first time that Superman has spent such a long time without completely solving something.

This question from Louis once again plunged the atmosphere into silence. Obviously, the three of them now have no answer in their hearts.

They looked at each other for a while, Louis and Clark started working, and Grace walked to the rest area, saying that she wanted to make two cups of coffee for the two who were working overtime.

Grace waited for the coffee to be brewed, she looked at the name on the phone, and finally did not broadcast the call.

She turned her head and glanced at Clark who was working, but he didn't seem to pay attention.

If he's really Superman, he'll have super hearing.

Grace was still a little concerned about making a phone call at such a close place.

She put away her mobile phone and began to concentrate on preparing coffee for the two of them.

*****

Louis is fast asleep.

Grace has been sleeping on the sofa in the living room all this time.

At first Louis felt sorry for letting her sleep in the bed, but Grace told her that she had slept in any place when she was on a mission.Not to mention the floor, she has slept on hard and cold concrete or damp grass.

The sofa is five-star treatment for Grace.

Louis nodded helplessly under Grace's exaggerated comparison.

At this time, Grace was provided with some convenience.

She climbed out of the living room window and landed on the fire stairs outside.

Grace walked up several floors, and finally turned over to the roof of the apartment building with her hands hanging on the guardrail.

She sat down on the spot, leaned against the side wall of the roof, took out her mobile phone and checked the time.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and Bruce's night watch should be almost over.

Grace closed her eyes and rested for a while. Around 04:30, she turned on the communication device that Bruce had sent her more than a week ago.

Ever since she told Bruce the information she got from Finch, he'd said he'd send it to her.

The specific thing is to tell her after the things are in her hands.

This is a special communication channel established by Bruce or Batman, and the content of the call will not be intercepted by other devices.

The signal was sent by Wayne Group's own satellites.

Yes, Wayne Corporation has its own satellite.

Grace has grown numb to the question of how rich Bruce is.

In other words, this is Batman's first step in preparing for that machine.

As for whether there are other measures, Grace believes that there are, but obviously Bruce is not going to announce it.

The Machine's observations can be said to be pervasive, and both of them are very clear that such insurance methods are not perfect.

However, The Machin currently has no moving entities, which makes it a lot less dangerous.

And the attitude it shows now is friendly, and it is always protecting human beings.

Compared with Bruce's worries, Grace doesn't feel much repulsion towards The Machine.

After Grace pressed the communication button, she was quickly connected.

"Good evening," she said.

What came over there was Batman's specially processed voice, which seemed particularly hoarse.

"What's the matter?" His words were also shorter than usual.

"Is the night watch over?" Grace didn't want to delay his business.

"It's almost to the Batcave," Bruce said. "I've heard that the last high-level executive from HR has been arrested."

"Well," Grace said, "you'd be surprised who got Simmons."

"I know, Superman." He didn't give Grace a chance.

Grace smiled helplessly.

That's right, the person she's talking to now is Batman, is there anything else he doesn't know?

"I just wanted to ask," Grace said after a pause, "have you met Clark Kent?"

"I mean... as Batman."

"The topic of Batman was occasionally mentioned today, and he looked a little strange."

In fact, what Grace wants to ask more is, is Clark really Superman?

But this question is a bit too abrupt, what if Bruce doesn't know about it?

In her mind, Clark and Superman were almost equated.

The person on the other end of the communication device suddenly fell silent, as if trying to organize his words.

This abrupt pause instantly made Grace understand something.

"So, you do know him." She said in an affirmative tone.

"Yes." There was the sound of the car door opening from Bruce's side, and he should have returned to the Batcave.

His short answer left Grace momentarily at a loss as to how to continue the conversation.

"Do you think there is anything special about him?" Grace could only ask tentatively.

If Bruce and she had the same guess or even a conclusion, then there would be no need to beat around the bush.

Bruce was silent for a while, and finally said: "I think you may have doubts about his identity."

"Yes." Grace replied quickly.

Grace had already heard Bruce's breathing, and he seemed to be about to say something, but soon everything was drowned out by the rumbling explosion in the distance.

Grace suddenly stood up from the ground, and a building not far away was already emitting thick smoke and faint flames.

"Grace? Grace!" Bruce's slightly anxious voice came.

"I'm fine, there's another explosion in the Metropolis," she said quickly, "Let's not talk about it now, I'll contact you later."

She quickly hung up the communication with Bruce, turned over and went back down the fire escape, and ran down to Louis' apartment.

Sure enough, Louis was awakened by the explosion and was getting dressed.

"Where have you been, Grace?" Louise looked relieved when he saw her.

"I can't sleep well, do you want to go there?" She knew where Louis was going at a glance.

"Of course!" Louis looked at her with determination in his eyes.

*****

The explosion took place in an apartment building two blocks from Louis' apartment, and at this time of year when people were fast asleep, there was no doubt that someone was trapped inside.

"The explosion happened from underground," Louis said after asking a passerby and ran back, "similar to the previous few times."

"But this time it was installed in an apartment building, and the fire started to spread." Grace frowned and looked around. People's faces were illuminated by the fire, and they were all terrified.

Superman is rescuing those trapped in the building, and fire trucks have arrived.

Grace didn't have the mind to pay attention to them, she was still looking around.

If it was true what the previous victims said, then the monster that placed the gun must be nearby.

"Louis, I'm going to look around. Be careful and don't follow." Grace said seriously.

"But..." Louis was in the middle of speaking, but was stopped by Grace's eyes.

"Don't worry, Superman is here."

Grace said, looking up at the fire truck.

Superman is delivering an unconscious child to the paramedics.

Perhaps Superman felt something and looked towards them.

The two accidentally looked at each other.

At this moment, both of them understood what the other's eyes were trying to say.

Superman nodded slightly to her, and rushed back to the burning apartment building.

Grace turned around and walked towards the crowd of onlookers, passed them, and began to check the surrounding alleys.

Finally, she stopped her pace.

There is a sewer cover at the entrance of an alley, which is in a state of being opened.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The so-called eye contact is probably like this (wrong)

Grace: Stare at—

Da Chao: Okay, I know I lost my vest, can we get down to business first?

Grace: OK

The plots of the establishment of Zhenglian have basically been changed beyond recognition by me, so you don’t have to worry too much about which version it is, which one is not cough

There is no specific timeline, none exist (x

As a preview, the initial staff will be the unshakable Big Three, Sister Eagle Girl, Uncle Mars, Barry's Winky, Hal's Green Lantern, Silly Zan and Cyborg

A combination full of selfishness (slip away with your face covered)