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"Military activities..."

Grace suddenly understood what Batman was talking about, and she frowned slightly.

To be honest, as a special soldier, Grace did a lot of things.

For example, sneaking into the enemy's barracks to deploy certain things, such as monitoring equipment, explosives/drugs, signal jammers, and so on.

This is generally a kind of military activity in the early stage to prepare for the following operations.

"If they installed that kind of box for a purpose," Grace said, holding her chin and thinking for a moment, "there is indeed a possibility of invasion."

The Flash and Green Lantern exchanged glances, looking at Batman and Grace in front of them.

"Aren't you really too suspicious?" Green Lantern said with some disbelief.

Batman took one look at him and replied, "I don't think it's paranoid, it's a good possibility."

"As you know, this thing is from another planet," he added.

Green Lantern can't deny it, that strange metal box is indeed not a product of Earth.

At the most basic level, the material from which that box is made is not a metal that exists on Earth.

"Then what should we do now? We can't just leave that box like this. If it's like what Batman said, this box is likely to be a military weapon?"

The Flash spoke a lot very quickly.

"How about direct destruction?" Green Lantern said simply and rudely.

This made Batman turn his head and give him a cold look.

Well, his eyes are covered under the mask, Green Lantern can't see his eyes at all.

But Green Lantern still clearly felt Batman's disapproval and a little disgust for him.

"OK, stop your eyes." Green Lantern couldn't take it anymore, he always felt that Batman looked at him with a chill behind his back.

Suddenly, at this time, someone pushed the door and came in.

"So it's all here," Superman walked in with a serious expression, "I found another box."

"Just like in the case of The Flash, the monster blew itself up in front of me."

The faces of the people present all changed slightly.

If the Batman theory wasn't very plausible just now, it's a little different now.

This shows that the monsters all choose to trade their life for the successful placement of the box.

There must be a reason for this.

"Where's the box?" Batman asked in a deep voice.

"In storage," Superman replied. "I just had a bad feeling."

"I think we have to go back to our city and see what's going on," The Flash said.

In the past few days, he has been commuting back and forth between Central City and Metropolis every day.

On the one hand, it is because he is still a policeman in his job, and on the other hand, he is worried that there will be monsters in Central City again.

"I have to go too," Green Lantern continued, "If it's really what Batman said, I think there may be a box like that in Seaside City."

Soon it was just Batman, Superman, and Grace left in the room.

"Aren't you going back to Gotham?" Superman looked at him strangely.

"Nightwing and Robin are controlling the situation, and they don't need it yet," he said in a deep voice, "We must figure out the purpose of the box as soon as possible."

If Gotham finds the box too, Batman will know right away.

Time waits for no one, and the crisis is approaching the earth step by step.

"...I checked that box with Kryptonian technology," Superman said after thinking for a while, "The system told me it was a computer-like device."

When he said that, Batman knew that Superman went to certain places before bringing the box to the Planetary Research Institute.

But now is not the time to worry about Superman acting alone.

"Computer? Is it something like data analysis?" Batman asked.

"Not sure," Superman frowned, "can't tell what it's really used for."

Batman pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "I'm going to contact someone."

After speaking, he also left the lounge.

Superman looked at Grace, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Um...how is your injury?" He couldn't think of what to say, so he could only ask.

In the past few days, Superman did visit Grace a few times, but they were all in a hurry, after all, there were other things to do.

The most important thing is that he still has a job, so he can't skip work every day.

"As you can see," Grace smiled at him, "it's okay."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there in time to help you."

Grace waved her hand and replied, "Those in the apartment need you more."

"Besides, I'm not at the mercy of those monsters." Grace narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was still some unwillingness in her tone when she said this.

She couldn't handle both.

"Cough...have you known Batman for a long time?" Superman casually brought up another topic.

Grace raised her eyebrows: "Why do you ask that?"

"Well," Superman showed a slightly subtle expression, "he looks really angry."

"?" Grace looked at him suspiciously.

"As for your serious injury," Superman twitched his lips helplessly.

Superman's first impression of Batman was actually not very good.

When the two met, it was almost when Superman was just starting his activities in Metropolis.

Superman senses that someone is spying on him, and soon discovers it's Batman.

Both are wary and suspicious of each other.

At the same time, they both knew each other's identity.

How Batman found out about him, Superman has no clue about it.

However, when the two confronted each other, Superman used X-ray to see Bruce Wayne under the mask.

He was particularly surprised by the identity of Batman.

After all, everyone knows what kind of libertine Bruce Wayne is.

Then again, they accidentally collaborated once, and have pretty much reconciled since then.

"He's rarely that eager," Superman added, recalling the situation, "but he's never mentioned you before."

"Well...the situation is very complicated," Grace looked at the ceiling, "maybe we have known each other for a long time."

Superman could see that Grace didn't really want to talk about the story behind it, so he didn't ask any more.

"Is Louis okay? When I called her earlier, she seemed a little out of spirit." Grace turned to look at Superman.

For the past few days, she has been trapped in the observation room of the research institute, unable to move an inch.

If you can't see Louis, you can only make a phone call.

"..." Superman was silent for a moment, then replied, "I confessed my identity to her."

Grace was startled at first, and then smiled.

"Your action speed is quite fast."

Superman smiled wryly, and said, "Actually, she discovered it by herself."

Grace could imagine the chaos at that time, so she decided not to ask any more questions.

Both were winkingly avoiding topics the other didn't want to talk about, when Batman returned.

"I contacted Iron Man, he will be in Metropolis in a few hours," he said.

Superman thought about it, this is really not a surprising thing.

It's no surprise that Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark knew each other.

"You..." Batman looked at Grace, hesitated and said, "Go back to Washington with Mr. Ivan."

"Really? Let me go at this time?" Grace looked at him in disbelief.

"It's not safe here."

"Nowhere is safe right now," Grace insisted, "and avoidance is never the answer."

Grace knew what he was going to say and jumped ahead.

"I know I'm human," she said, "and I'm not going to do something that a normal person can't do."

Batman was silent for a while, then turned his head and replied, "Please go back."

He turned and left the lounge, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little stiff.

Superman ruffled his hair awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Grace sighed and smiled weakly at Superman.

"Sorry, I have some..." She couldn't control her emotions.

Being seriously injured by two creatures who knew they were minions still had an impact on Grace.

Her mentality is a little out of balance, and she is very aware of this problem.

"I think he is also worried about you, don't take it to heart." Superman felt that he was really not good at comforting others.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I understand."

I understand it, but whether I can accept it is another question.

Grace and Superman didn't talk any more, both of them had their own things to do.

She wanted to talk to Ivan before deciding what to do next.

The staff of the institute told Grace that Ivan had returned to the residence prepared for him by the institute.

It's in a building not far from the Planetary Research Institute.

"Well, I'll go find you later," Grace walked out of the gate of the institute while talking on the phone, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Don't worry, the wound is healed, didn't you check it?"

Finally, Grace ended the call amid Ivan's nagging.

Grace put the phone back into her pocket, but when she looked up, she saw an unexpected person.

"...Root?" She was very surprised.

The brunette smiled at her as she held a giant backpack in both hands.

"Miss me?" Gen walked over slowly.

"Why are you here?" Grace frowned, knowing that Finch would not let her out.

Gen put the backpack on the ground and made a muffled sound. It seemed that the contents inside were very heavy.

"Well... I escaped?" She nodded her lips, "However, Harold's measures couldn't stop me."

It's just that she doesn't want to leave.

"Didn't you say that you have important things to do with him?" Grace didn't understand the logic of this woman's behavior.

Root nodded and replied, "Well, of course, so I'll be back soon."

"It was 'she' who asked me to send you something." Root pointed to the backpack on the ground.

"'She' knew you were dealing with something very difficult, even life-threatening."

"These things are a must."

"Grace, I don't know what you're going to do," Gen said softly, "but I don't think people like you do things on a whim."

"And, 'she' thinks you're important."

"So, don't die."

Gen tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Grace.

She waved her hand at Grace, who was still a little unresponsive, turned around and left quickly.

Grace stared at the backpack on the ground, hesitated for a moment, squatted down, and opened the zipper.

The expression on her face became a little blank.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Master: go back

Grace: ...

stiff atmosphere

Master: What are you trying to do with your bare hands now?

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