I'm the villain in Gotham

Bucky left aggrieved, remembering to close the door for him before leaving.

After a while, he knocked on the door again and came in, and put a bunch of snacks on his bedside table.

Erberist: "..."

OK.

These days, he is usually active in Wayne Manor during the day, and wakes up in his original body at night.Although this body does not need to eat in a strict sense, sometimes Erberist will find something for his empty stomach when he finishes what he can do and doesn't feel like going to sleep.

After finding that the snacks in the living room were running low from time to time, Bucky began to remember to buy two servings when he went to the supermarket.

Although he would also buy some ready-to-eat sandwiches and put them in the refrigerator together, Erberist never touched them, and Bucky had to throw them away intact after the short shelf life passed.

But neither of them cared about the little money.

After Sabatino was intimidated and coerced by Erberist, in addition to calming his mind, he also gave Bucky more money, like a disguised favor for Erberist.

The two didn't appreciate it, but they spent money without any burden.

Erberist took off his mask, opened a bag of potato chips, and chewed.

After chewing for a while, his phone rang.

This is a private number exclusively for Night Crow, equipped with anti-tracking, anti-location and anti-monitoring devices. Even Jar will take a little time to crack it here.

And very few people know this number.

Erberister pressed the answer button, and when he spoke, his voice had changed to Night Raven's: "Carl?"

Although Night Crow has been invited to Superman's home and knows that his human identity name is Clark Kent, but to be on the safe side, they will still conceal each other's real information when they call.For example, Ron, now everyone has changed his name to Martian Manhunter.

Ye Ya said in a soothing voice, "You've never called me so late before, what happened?"

"Uh...uh," the other party didn't seem to expect him to get connected so soon, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said quickly as if he was relieved: "You disappeared for more than a week, and the communicator of X Academy can't contact you. When it comes to you, this number can't get through, we thought..."

I thought something was wrong with you.

He didn't finish what he said, but Nightcrow understood what he meant.

"Oh——sorry." Ye Ya belatedly found

There were indeed over 100 missed calls (omg, over 100?!) from Superman and a few other people who had the number.He took out the communicator of X Academy again, and as soon as he took it out of the space, it made a buzzing sound, and it was densely packed with unread messages.

Night Crow: "..."

"...I'm sorry." He sighed: "I've...something recently, which made you worry."

"It's okay." Clark said immediately, and then asked with concern: "Has your matter been resolved? Do you need our help? Rao, you can't just disappear like this next time."

Ye Yaxin said that he didn't want to either, and things like serious injuries and coma were out of his control.

"By the way, why did you come to me before?" He just flipped through the message records. At first, it was the X-Men sent him a message for help, but he didn't reply, which led to the flood of messages that drowned him out. .

After all, he is usually alone, even if the relationship with X Academy has become closer in the past few years, it is normal for him not to see anyone for ten days and a half months when he has nothing to do.

"Ms. Mark Taggart discovered that there was an illegal laboratory in Palermo. They were quietly researching the Sentinel project that Trask was suspended by the government." Threat to survival, the X-Men went to Palermo with the professor. Many of our plans would be much easier if you were there."

Indeed, no matter whether it is Nightcrawler or Blink, there is no way to do long-distance multi-person transmission like Nightcrow. If Nightcrow acts together, they can go back on the same day and directly conduct a lightning assault.

But it's a pity that he happened to be in a coma when they decided to go, so he missed it.

Ye Ya sorted out the time sequence, and asked by the way: "Then is the matter resolved now?"

Clark said, "Solved."

There was a slight smile in Ye Ya's voice: "I think they won't fail with you here."

Even though the current Clark, Karl, has not really become a superman, his powerful abilities and gentle and thick qualities are gradually revealed. Even if he is wearing an ordinary black outfit, the sun-like radiance on his body makes him subconscious. trust and intimacy with him.

"... Cough." On the other end of the phone, Clark's cheeks were a little red: "Thank you... I mean, uh, thank you for your trust in me."

"This is what you deserve."

Night Crow's voice was very steady, with a hint of certainty.

Clark stared at the phone screen for a few seconds.

The Kryptonian's super brain allows him to learn knowledge that countless people would not be able to learn in a lifetime in just a few seconds, but now, he is really just staring at the screen in a daze.

Until Ye Ya's doubtful voice came from the microphone: "Carl?"

It was only then that Clark suddenly came to his senses, and said as if to cover up, "I'm fine."

He paused for a while, and calmed down: "Night Crow."

Ye Ya's tone was very peaceful, with a sense of calmness that reassured him: "What's the matter?"

"You know," Clark's tone was generous and warm, with a bit of relaxed joy: "I've been hesitating about one thing before. No, I'm not hesitating whether to do it, but... I've been asking myself , can I do it now?"

Ye Ya didn't reply as soon as before, nor did he throw out a question that was just right to motivate him to continue talking.

For a moment, Clark thought that Nightcrow already knew what he was going to do and what it meant.

Ye Ya was silent for a while, then asked gently: "You think it's time, don't you?"

Clark replied, "Yes."

"Then congratulations." Night Crow seemed to sigh, but it disappeared quickly, so fast that Clark thought it was his own illusion, because Night Crow's voice was still so gentle, even more gentle: "Since you have thought about it carefully decision, it will never go wrong."

Clark smiled, and his blue eyes, which filled the entire universe, shone brightly because he was recognized by the people he affirmed: "Thank you, Night Crow."

They hung up the call.

Ye Ya put away the phone and looked up at the ceiling, as if he had already looked at the vast universe through the wall.

Today, just now.

The most powerful patron saint of the earth, the son of the sun like Apollo, a man of steel.

--born.

……

After reporting the safety of all the friends of the X-Men, expressing that he was temporarily troubled by something, and chatting with a few night owls for a while, Erberist put away the communicator and waved his hand to summon the bag of potato chips.

As he ate his chips, he mentally considered what to do next.It is estimated that his injury will take ten days and a half months to fully heal, it is best not to use his ability during this period.

That night the crow will have to wait another half a month to pick up Bucky. It is estimated that the legs of the puppet shell should be almost fine by then.

, can cooperate with him in acting.

And this incident can be regarded as a wake-up call for Eberister, in case, he said in case, a similar situation happens again, and he is injured and unconscious, the puppet shell will immediately disconnect from him, Give others the illusion that Lotkea is in a coma.

This time, because Lotkea was also injured, it was easy to explain the coma, but it would not be such a coincidence next time, he had to think of a way to avoid suspicion.

And there's Bruce there—

Even though Erberist still wanted to break his head and couldn't figure out exactly what made Bruce suspicious, there was one thing that was beyond doubt.

He absolutely cannot admit that he has been secretly protecting Bruce.

……

A few days later, Bruce had a meeting with Harvey and Gordon at Wayne Manor.

In the past few days, Harvey has been busy appeasing the public and dealing with the surge of various cases. Gordon is dispatching manpower to arrest criminals who committed crimes while Bruce is in Wayne Manor, analyzing various information and sorting them into categories for later use.

Although all three are quite busy, Bruce is obviously the one who doesn't have to go out to work, so he seems the most relaxed.Harvey joked while eating a cookie: "Brain work is good, look at me, my arms are tanned."

Bruce: "...First of all, the weather is not ready for you to show your arms, and secondly, what you ate was my cookie, thank you."

Harvey: "Ah, is that so? Hahahaha I'm sorry, let me compensate you with my plate."

Bruce: "..."

Your plate is empty! ! !

After all, Gordon is older, so he gave half of his own to Bruce: "Let's talk about the business and talk about the business."

Harvey said with a smile: "He can eat it every day, Jim, don't you feel bad? Oh, or can you continue your life just by drinking coffee?"

Gordon looked at the coffee cup in his hand: "..."

He said calmly, "Maybe you want to experience the taste of washing your face with a cup of hot coffee?"

Harvey: "...No, I think my face is clean enough that I don't need to wash it."

The nerves of the three of them were quite tense for a while, and after a short joke, they returned to work again.

Bruce took out the collected information about SCP-682, and explained it roughly: "...the researchers of the SCP Foundation have assured me that 682 has indeed been killed."

"...Wow, oh." Gordon looked at the document and slowly expressed his shock: "I can't imagine how he did it."

Harvey's eyes were also fixed on the information, and he shrugged: "It can only be

Said that our Mr. Dark is more powerful than imagined. "

"But he's not badly injured," Bruce said. "I guess the riots in Gotham these days are because he didn't show up in time, and those people drove the minions to make a temptation."

"Very likely." Gordon rubbed his sore brows. He hadn't had more than four hours of sleep for several days in order to deal with the endless crimes.

"Looks like he's good enough to be around, huh?" Harvey said. "Look how many times our work would be done without him."

"...But this is not enough." Bruce's arm rested on the armrest, his fingertips touched, his eyelashes drooped, and his steel blue eyes looked a little dark: "He just disappeared for less than half a short time." This month, Gotham is in such a mess, what if he leaves completely one day? What will Gotham look like?"

He just assumed that Erberist is now staying in Gotham because of Lotkea. If one day, he changes his mind, he is not willing to stick to a city that is rotten in the mud for Lotkea, and he is not willing to work hard. Provide him with a peaceful living environment...

At that time, Gotham will definitely usher in a huge chaos.

The author has something to say: The period from Kavinka to death is finally over and I burst into tears

Manual Aite ELF, I promise you that tomorrow will be exciting, believe me!

感谢在2020-08-0123:47:12~2020-08-0300:32:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Aberle;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Miss.Glee1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Qingyu Shuimo, Anoud1;

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