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The plane finally landed safely in the metropolis, which can be called a near miss.

Morgan helped the flight attendant manage the order of the passengers, while Grace quietly walked into the corner.

The man who caught her attention had already gone down, and she went to his seat and took out the magazine in the back pocket of the chair.

I flipped through it casually, and sure enough, I found a page with a missing corner.

Grace didn't say anything, but silently stuffed the magazine back.

There are many strange people in this world, since that person doesn't want to expose, she doesn't bother to find out the 'truth behind it'.

Besides, her original purpose was to travel to the metropolis, who knew that this kind of thing would happen.

Everyone disembarked, and Grace followed Morgan down the escalator.

"What are you going to do next?" Morgan asked with squinted eyes. The metropolis is sunny now, and the sun is a bit dazzling.

Grace raised her hand to cover her eyes, and replied, "What should I do, I'm here for a trip."

Listening to her brisk tone, Morgan couldn't help but smile: "You seals are really tough."

"Hmm, if you're on the battlefield every day, you'll get used to it, Mr. FBI agent." Grace shot back bluntly.

Morgan laughed out loud and nodded: "Probably."

A group of policemen standing in the distance had already come here, Morgan glanced at them, then turned to Grace.

"We have to explain the situation to them. Sorry, it will take up a little of your travel time."

"I've seen what it takes to pay for it all day today."

The corner of Grace's mouth twitched, seemingly helpless.

"Maybe we can find a nice restaurant to treat ourselves to in the evening." Morgan also seemed to be very confused about this.

"I think this is a good proposal." Grace nodded.

At this time, good food and wine are needed to save their stomachs and tired spirits.

Although I have to work with this group of policemen to solve the problem first.

*****

Morgan took a sip of beer and watched as Grace stuffed an unknown number of lollipops into her mouth today.

"You really... like lollipops."

He didn't know what to say, this kind of childish preference really didn't match the mature and domineering Grace.

"What's wrong?" Grace raised her eyebrows, one cheek was swollen by the lollipop.

"No, there's nothing wrong with it." Morgan would not interfere with other people's preferences.

Still, Grace eats lollipops all too often.

I ate one before going to the police station, I ate a few at the police station, I ate one before going to the hotel to put my luggage, and I took one in my mouth when they met in front of the restaurant, and now I finished eating She actually opened another lollipop.

How many lollipops did she carry with her?

Morgan couldn't help thinking this way.

Suddenly something flew towards him, and he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

Lollipop, cola flavored.

"Here you are," Grace said.

Morgan didn't know how to answer, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth: "Thanks." Then he stuffed the lollipop into his pocket.

"It's not easy to be able to eat lollipops like this casually." Grace said with a sigh.

This brought Morgan some puzzled eyes, but he figured it out quickly.

The stick of a lollipop is just like a cigarette butt. It is also easy to reveal whereabouts. Although it can be stuffed into a pocket, how do you know if it will accidentally fall out?

For people like Grace who often have ambush missions, they really can't eat more of these.

"Speaking of which, you are a profiler, right?" Grace said suddenly.

"Well, yes." Morgan didn't know why she asked this suddenly.

"Did you come to Metropolis to help the police solve the case?"

"That's not true," Morgan drank the last bit of beer, and called the waiter for a refill. "You have to know that since that guy in the red cape appeared, the crime rate in the metropolis has plummeted."

Yes, Superman.

Suddenly one day he appeared in Metropolis, saved a group of people, and declared himself to be a 'superman' alien.

The Daily Planet has several special reports on him, although not everyone likes this so-called righteous partner who suddenly appeared.

However, judging from the current situation, the warm and friendly people of the metropolis still welcome him.

In recent years, these people with special abilities have appeared frequently, and it has to be said that the American people have begun to learn to get used to it.

Superman in Metropolis, The Flash in Central City, Wonder Woman in Boston, Batman in Gotham, Iron Man aka the famous Tony Stark in New York, and Spiderman, the good neighbor of New York people, are not very stable. Thor, the god of thunder, and Captain America who was fished up from the bottom of the sea not long ago...

Not to mention the mutants who have long been known to the world, none of them are ordinary people.

God knows how many people with super powers exist in this world.

Ordinary people, who were terrified by this at first, are now able to take it lightly.

After all, not all people with superpowers in this world are good people, and ordinary people can't deal with super criminals at all.

"Sounds like you don't like Superman?" Grace lowered her voice a little when she said this.

After all, this is Metropolis, and there must be a lot of Superman fans.

Grace watched the waiter bring up Morgan's beer refill and ice cream, her eyes lit up a little.

Morgan could only watch helplessly as Grace took a bite of vanilla ice cream with a lollipop in her mouth.

Is it really not smelly? ? ?

Due to the toughness of the woman in front of him, Morgan decided not to ask any more questions.

"I can't say I don't like it," Morgan scratched his cheeks, not knowing how to answer, "Personally speaking, maybe it would be nice to have more superheroes like this, but you know..."

He didn't say what he said later, but Grace already understood.

After all, he is an FBI agent or a government employee, and he is always in an awkward position when facing superheroes.

"So, you haven't said what you came to Metropolis for?" Grace kindly brought the subject back.

"Come to the police academy here to take classes."

The BAU team he belongs to often gives lectures to police academies everywhere, mostly about profiling.

On the one hand, it can let more people who are about to enter this industry understand the scientific nature of profiling, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as a kind of FBI recruitment advertisement.

After all, this is the famous BAU.

"About the profile?" Grace sat up a little more.

"Well, of course."

Morgan swears that 'interested' was written all over Grace's face after he said that.

*****

Grace sat at the farthest side of the classroom, after all, she was not a student of the police academy.

Morgan's lectures can be called interesting. He is not the type to talk about the theory rigidly. He cited many well-known cases, some of which he has personally experienced.

However, Grace believes that apart from those well-known cases, the cases experienced by Morgan should be the softer part.

There is no particularly distorted and terrifying way of killing, and the students below will not tremble in their hearts when they hear it.

What a gentle detective.

Grace smiled slightly.

The lecture was not long, only two hours, and some students who were interested in profiling surrounded Morgan after class.

Grace wasn't in a hurry either, she held her phone and watched today's news for a while.

She has never been interested in the entertainment version, but now she is hesitant about it.

After thinking about it, she resigned herself to opening the entertainment section.

At the top was the news that Tony Stark had a crazy birthday party.

Grace knew that this man had been a military tycoon before, but he seemed to be quitting now.

She didn't have much interest in this person and continued to pull down.

Grace's fingers paused.

This is a report on the set of a magazine shoot.

The black-haired man hugged left and right, surrounded by a group of supermodels, sitting in the middle of the studio, smiling flirtatiously and brightly.

For Grace, the visual impact is at the level of a nuclear bomb.

She closed the webpage in the next second, feeling a little depressed.

"What's wrong?" Morgan seemed to have finished chatting with the students.

Grace immediately cleared up her mood and looked up: "Huh? It's nothing, the chat is over?"

"It's over, these students have really rich imaginations." Morgan shook his head, as if he didn't know how to evaluate it.

Grace smiled: "Students are always lively."

"What about you, what do you think?" Morgan raised his eyebrows.

In fact, he was quite interested in how Grace viewed the profile.This is a simple and rough seal, presumably he never engages in their data flow.

Before Grace could answer, the conversation between the two was interrupted.

"That...excuse me, is this Agent Derek Morgan?"

The two turned their heads and saw a red-haired lady in a white suit with a professional smile standing there.

"I am, are you?"

"Hi, my name is Louis Lane, a reporter from the Daily Planet." Louis introduced himself with a smile, pointing to the name tag on his chest.

That's the visitor's badge of the police academy.

"This is my partner... eh?" Louis wanted to introduce someone to the two, but found that there was no one behind her.

"Sorry...Clark?"

Louis went to the door and called a little louder.

"Here we come! Sorry..."

A tall man walked in from the door, with short black hair, a plain plaid shirt with a beige jacket, and a camera on his back.

Grace and the man looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, revealing an unknown meaning.

What a coincidence.

The author has something to say: the short story behind the text 1:

Grace likes sweets, especially lollipops.

Because lollipops cannot be eaten on the battlefield, she will replace them with ordinary fruit candies.

That was like a reassurance to her, something to calm her down.

And her favorite brand of lollipops is actually Pearl Pearl.

↑This series will appear in the chat from time to time, but it is not the same thing as the spoof theater

Master living in the news, still don't know what happened (x

2018年3月10日21：34捉虫