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"Ladies and gentlemen, what are you doing?"

The moment he walked out of the room, a cold and sharp pen hit Salander in front of his eyes.

The man, that is, the husband of the couple, frantically waved the pen that he took out of his pocket just after looking at it, trying to use it to force Salander back.

His wife hid behind him, subconsciously covering her face with an expensive leather bag, "You... who are you? Are you a thief or some other suspicious person?!"

The man seemed to have fallen into endless fear, he didn't even have time to raise his eyes to see Salander's face, he just took out a corner of the cell phone from his pocket tremblingly.

"No...don't come here, if you come here again, I will call the police!"

These words sound really familiar.

Ten minutes ago, the audience in Salander's live broadcast room planned to call the police because of the monster's appearance. Now, he is also regarded as a "monster" by the couple.

The small chip slipped out from under Salander's sleeve, and with a soft sound, he was firmly attached to the back of the man's phone.

At the same time, the screen of the mobile phone that had entered the dialing interface suddenly flickered, and a "lost signal" prompt popped up.

This scene was obviously unexpected for the man. He grasped the phone helplessly, with a more terrified expression than before.

Salander took a few steps forward, the pen in the man's hand had already reached his chest, and large swathes of blue-black ink were smeared on the white shirt.

But he didn't care, and even had an ambiguous little look at the woman not far away.

"This is a trial product that Wayne Enterprises is still researching. I don't know how it will affect the phone. If your phone is damaged by it, you can go to the front desk of the headquarters for reimbursement."

The man subconsciously flipped over the phone to check, the chip was a solid color, and he didn't find the logo that could represent Wayne Enterprises on it.

"Are we easy to deceive? There's no logo—"

As if to embolden himself, the man deliberately made his voice louder.He raised his head and glared at Salander bluffing. Now that he saw that face clearly, he froze.

"You, you are Bu... Bu..."

The man mumbled for a long time, but he couldn't explain why.

In a daze, he thought of the previous chip without any imprint.That thing looks so informal, like a product of private production.

...But if what Salander said earlier is true, if that chip is just a trial product, then it is normal that it does not have any branding.Wayne Enterprises is a company with extremely high quality control requirements, and they will not mark a product that is still in the experiment.

Everything seems to have a reasonable explanation, and the script is going down in the direction Salander planned.

"However, compared to going to the front desk of Wayne Enterprises for reimbursement, I think you have more things to pay attention to now." The young anchor raised his eyebrows and suggested, "Why did you just call me?"

"Thief? Suspicious? Or something else? That's a hell of a charge. If I remember correctly, it seems to be called in the industry—defamation?"

Hearing this, the man's expression changed several times, as if he was a slot machine with the button turned on.The audience who can't get a glimpse of the outside scene, but can hear Salander's conversation with the couple is even more full of thoughts.

[Oh, my God, that ending of "slander" makes my legs go limp!Although it's pretending, the anchor already looks like Baby Bruce! ! ! 】

[I swear, that man has been so fooled that he forgot to pursue the product that the anchor brought out! ! ! 】

[Anchor, a man who is about to win an Oscar gold award!Bruce himself sighed "admiration" when he saw it! 】

After going through several changes, the man's expression gradually became stable. It was a smile that was almost flattering but with a little surprise, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Wayne. It's my fault that I drank too much wine at the dinner party, so I didn't recognize it was you."

His wife also put down the bag that was covering her face, and warmly embraced Salander's shoulders, pretending to be familiar, and changed the subject, "That's it again, it's so late at night, why did you come here?" gone?"

As the distance between the two quickly shortened, the pungent scent of the woman's perfume wafted into Salander's nostrils.The perfume is indeed a high-end perfume, but it will feel greasy after spraying too much.

"I thought you knew the reason?" The young anchor looked sideways at the woman, and gave her a wink—this was the angle he had carefully selected to inhale the least aroma.

The woman didn't know the purpose of Salander's move. She just looked at the reflection of herself in the other's eyes with some fascination. For a moment, she felt that she was the other's world.

But how is this possible?Bruce Wayne is a famous playboy in Gotham, and his list of lovers is so long that it can circle the earth several times.

However, even so, as long as this man appeared, most celebrities would still flock to him, just to get a look or a whisper from him.

——Who made him a Gotham baby?

She set her gaze on Salander's somewhat messy skirt.Because of the previous fight, the buttons of the shirt on the young anchor's body were loosened several times, exposing a large chest with red marks.

Looking at those traces, I thought of what Salander said just now. The woman who had already heard about the chaotic life of Gotham Baby preconceived them as evidence left behind after a special exercise.

"Mr. Wayne, your female companion tonight is really enthusiastic."

"Indeed," Salander showed a slightly helpless expression, "They have been holding on to me so tightly that they have dragged it until now. You know, I don't want to do this either. After all, girls It's not safe to go home."

She...they...?Well, it shouldn't be unusual for Bruce Wayne to have multiple female companions?

After her brain froze for a few seconds, the woman continued to follow Salander's words, "Indeed, it's not safe recently."

"I think Mr. Wayne is alone now. Why don't you go back to the hotel with us? It's safer to have a companion. It just so happens that our room is next door to yours."

While the woman was saying this, Salander had been paying close attention to her expression and tone.

The other party's acting skills are not superb, and the eagerness between the eyebrows and eyes is almost disobedient, but judging from the words and sentences, it doesn't seem to be weaving a lie.

As if seeing the stalemate between Salander and the woman, her husband hurried forward to show Salander the room card, "Look, we are just an ordinary couple, and we have no ability to harm you. There is no sense of closeness."

"It's just...just as you know, something as mysterious as luck is always uncertain."

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The author has something to say:

Thanks Sebastian Stan for the cutie mine!

I originally wanted to set the range of thanks from February to April 25, but it reminded me that the time was too long and there was no way to do it. Now I have typed it out by hand! ≧O≦

——感谢在2021-02-0623:56:42~2021-02-0903:41:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Readers, 233331 readers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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