[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

"You are so bold!"

Before Matthew could sit still, the hotly dressed Maizi had already slammed on the accelerator: "How dare you order me!"

"But Maz you did come to pick me up, didn't you?"

Matthew said with a smile.

Mads: "Don't think that you are Lucifer's new favorite, so I dare not dump you 18 yuan!"

"Maze, I know you didn't come to pick me up from the Lex Tower because of Lucifer and my temporary relationship..." Matthew said, "You are also interested in the strange things that happen in Metropolis, right?"

"Who wouldn't be interested?"

Metz, who was seen through by Matthew, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "How dare someone play Batman, Superman and Luthor at the same time, and even hold an engagement ceremony for their sons. Even the least troublesome person, see It’s hard not to lose interest in such gossip.”

"Then what do you gain now?"

"No."

Mads rolled his eyes: "If I had gained something, I wouldn't have come to pick you up at the Rex Building after receiving your call. I want to get first-hand information from you!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have any gains..." Matthew said, "The only gain is that Luthor is not disgusted with the fact that the mastermind behind the scenes used his own name to hold an engagement ceremony for his sons, and even looked forward to it."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Mads braked suddenly: "Tell me more details!"

"The situation is like this..."

Matthew explained all the information he had.

After listening to Matthew carefully, Mads asked Matthew, "Who do you think is behind the scenes?"

"I don't know..." Matthew replied truthfully, "So far, the man behind the scenes has not revealed any flaws. But as more and more relevant people gather in the metropolis, he will definitely take action."

"And you are going to intervene in this matter?"

"Aren't you going to intervene?"

Matthew looked at Maize with a half-smile.

Mads smiled: "If I don't intend to intervene, why would I come to Metropolis from all the way?"

"Then we-"

"I wish you a happy cooperation."

Mads raised his hand and made a high-five agreement with Matthew.

Later, she told Matthew: "The members of the Titans are temporarily staying at the Planet Hotel. Barbara and Little James are also here. Little James is now working for Waller. Amanda Waller may intervene in this matter at any time."

"Amanda Waller..."

Matthew's face became serious.

Not only because Amanda Waller is a ruthless woman, but also because there is Shark King in her Suicide Squad!

King Shark has the blood of the ancient gods and remembers everything that happened while Gotham was under the influence of lucid dreams.

Wait!

A light flashed through Matthew's mind.

He quickly grasped the aura and asked Mize, "It was Amanda Waller's arrangement that Shark King was sent to the Arkham Mental Hospital, right?"

"Yes."

"Why did she do that?"

"I'm not an all-knowing and omnipotent god. It's impossible to know everything." Mize said, "If you want to know the reason, you can find a way to ask Amanda Waller."

"Maze—"

"Don't play the emotional card with me, demons have no emotions."

Mads smiled charmingly: "Or you can go to Little James, he will tell you the truth."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because your taste is an irresistible temptation for him."

Mize laughed wickedly.

Matthew was stunned: "My smell? What kind of smell?"

"The favorite scent of a murderous maniac emanating from the soul level."

Mads lowered his head, and his red lips brushed over Matthew's shoulder: "Believe me, he will fall in love with you at first sight, and he can't wait to tear you apart right away..."

……

The next day, Matthew went to work at the "Daily Planet" as usual, as if he didn't know that "The Daily Planet" was one of Luthor's properties.

He was sure that Luther would not fire him because of what happened last night.

As it turns out, he was right.

After learning that Matthew actually showed up on time to clock in at the editorial department of the "Daily Planet", Luther was not only not angry, but even smiled: "As expected of a guy who dares to be rude to me, his courage and ability are extraordinary."

"Need someone to watch him?" Mercy asked.

Luther shook his head: "He's not the kind of person you recruited to watch over."

"but--"

"Your first task now is to find out which bastard is behind it!"

Luther slapped the desktop angrily: "How dare you announce in my name that I have reached a settlement with Batman and Superman, and I am going to attend the engagement ceremony of our sons! Unforgivable!"

"Yes, boss."

Mercy bowed her head and exited the office.

Looking at the large landing screen with countless messages scrolling in an instant, a green light flashed in Luthor's eyes: "Maybe I should use this incident in reverse to wipe out Batman and Superman. But Connor...he definitely won't cooperate." I...but it doesn't matter, he was just one of the tools I created to restrain Superman..."

……

During the work break, Matthew walked into the pantry, made two cups of coffee, and walked to Clark: "Hey, Clark!"

"What's the matter?" Clark, who was busy sorting out the manuscript, asked casually.

Matthew: "Has anyone ever thought you looked like Superman?"

"Ok?"

Clark froze, raised his head, and looked at Matthew with a bookish look: "What are you talking about? Me? Superman? How is it possible?"

"I think you look like Superman, to be precise, you look like Superman when you take off your glasses."

While speaking, Matthew reached out to take off Clark's glasses.

Clark was shocked and hurriedly stopped him: "Matthew! Don't be kidding! I still have to work!"

"But I'm very interested in how you look without glasses, can you satisfy my curiosity?"

Matthew had a pure and innocent expression on his face.

Clark: He thought about it for a moment, then said perfunctorily, "Wait until I finish my work."

"it is good……"

Matthew nodded and returned to his seat with a cup of coffee.

As soon as he sat down firmly, he saw the black boy on the opposite side approaching him and smiled narrowly: "Hey, Matthew, tell me the truth, do you want to chase Clark?"

"I--"

"Stop pretending, you are so gracious to please him, anyone with eyes can see that you are interested in him."

The black boy smirked, then lowered his voice and said, "Clark is a straight man, and he's already married. You and him are destined to be impossible. Why don't you consider me?"

"you?"

"Yes..." the black brother said, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

"but I--"

"I have twenty centimeters."

The black brother smiled ambiguously: "If you don't believe me, I can go to the bathroom and let you take a look."

Matthew: "..."

Do I have a face that really cares about how many centimeters my subject is?

Feeling inexplicably upset, he decided to go to find James Gordon Jr. near the Planet Hotel in the afternoon.

……

After easily getting the permission to go out, Matthew followed the system prompts and came to the city square only 100 meters away from the Planet Hotel. He sat on a bench next to the street lamp and held a bag of pigeon feed in his hand.

The fat pigeons who were spoiled by the citizens of the metropolis walked around Matthew's feet without any scruples, and occasionally jumped to Matthew's side to beg for food.

Matthew smiled and met the needs of the pigeons.

until--

Soft footsteps sounded, and the pigeons roaming freely around Matthew suddenly spread their wings and fled as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and the pigeon feathers fell all over the ground.

Matthew raised his head and looked at the visitor with feigned displeasure: "Who are you? Why did you scare away the pigeons?"

"Sorry, but I didn't mean to..." Little James said, "I haven't been in contact with pigeons before. I didn't know that pigeons hated me so much."

"Really?"

"I don't even know your name, why should I lie to you?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the empty seat beside Matthew: "Can I sit next to you?"

Before Matthew could answer, he had already sat down.

Matthew: Although he already knew from Mize that little James was attracted by the special aura emanating from him, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

at the same time--

In the genius brain of little James, at this moment, it is indeed full of evil plans to trick Matthew into a dark corner where no one can find him, imprison and kill him.

He didn't understand why he was so impulsive.

As a former murderer who is determined to reform, he has almost forgotten this strong and uncontrollable urge to kill, like a person who has been hungry for ten days seeing a piece of freshly baked cake covered with honey, or like a hungry teenager Seeing the perfect body of the goddess in my dream...

The instinct of a murderous maniac grows like weeds, breaks through the shackles of reason, and occupies all thinking.

But he promised his father and Amanda that he could no longer indulge his desire to kill, at least not before solving the Metropolis...can't...

"Have we met before?"

After all, little James, who could not restrain his desire to kill, approached Matthew pretending to be a gay man: "The first time I saw you, I thought we must have met before."

"Why do you say that?"

"I don't know, it's just a feeling..." Little James said, "You make my blood flow faster and my breath faster, and the whole person is not as excited as usual..."

Having said that, he took the initiative to put his hand on the back of Matthew's hand: "Would you like to exchange contact information with me?"

Although he is a murderer in essence, little James is handsome and upright, elegant in conversation, and looks like a standard social elite, and it is easy to win the favor of others.

This time is no exception.

If only Matthew hadn't known from the beginning that he was a genius killer.

"Of course..." Matthew said, "I'd be happy to exchange contact information with you."

As he said that, Matthew took out his mobile phone and was about to add James' name to the contact list. While typing the name, he said: "Little James...JAMES..."

"You know I'm little James?"

Little James, who did not report his name to Matthew, was immediately alert.

Matthew looked up and smiled brightly: "I am from Gotham, and there is no Gotham person who does not know Sheriff Gordon."

"So you—"

"Yes, I knew from the beginning that you were James Gordon Jr., the killer who disgraced your father, Sheriff Gordon..." Matthew said, "but I don't care, I only care that I can get more from you." What did you get from him?"

"You want something from me?"

Little James adjusted his glasses.

Just looking at his appearance, he is very polite, polite and gentle.

But Matthew knew that under the gentle and docile short hair of little James was a crazy brain that planned to kill and dismember him all the time.

"I want to know why Amanda Waller sent King Shark and Harley Quinn to Gotham some time ago? What mission did she assign them to perform?"

"Ms. Waller is my boss..." Little James said sarcastically, "Subordinates usually don't even know that the boss assigns his colleagues to go on business trips. How can they know the mission and purpose of the mission?"

"Ordinary subordinates really don't know the arrangements and plans of their bosses, but you are different. You are little James Gordon, a genius who kills lunatics.

Matthew looked straight into the eyes of little James: "You know everything, but you don't want to say it."

"Sir, you think too highly of me."

Little James smiled contemptuously, and suddenly lowered his voice: "If you are willing to satisfy me on the bed, maybe I can tell you some truth."

Of course, the gratification that James Jr. demands has nothing to do with sex.

He just wanted to cut Matthew's body with a sharp knife, feel the trembling of subcutaneous fat and muscles, and the beautiful sound of the bones being sawed.

"I'm a pure pervert..." he said, "a pervert will only proactively tell the truth to his prey when his perverted desires are satisfied."

"It's a pity that I am not your prey, although my body exudes a smell that makes you intoxicated."

Matthew bluntly rejected James Jr.

He had to make little James, a genius criminal, insatiable, so that he could better extract useful information from little James.

really--

Seeing that Matthew, who had hoped to obtain useful information from him in the last second, suddenly turned his face and rejected him, little James had a gentle smile on his face: "Do you know the price of rejecting me?"

"I know."

"Then you still-"

"Life is more valuable than information..." Matthew said, "Life is only once, and information can be requested from another person."

"Substitute? Who? Ms. Waller? Or do you think King Shark or Harley Quinn will tell you the truth?"

Little James laughed contemptuously: "Of course, of course they will tell you the truth, provided that they know the true purpose of the tasks assigned to them."

"You're right, Shark King and Harley Quinn usually don't know the true purpose of the missions Waller sent them..." Matthew said, "But as long as I can get the part of the information they know, I can pass Find the answer elsewhere."

After speaking, Matthew got up and made a gesture of leaving.

Little James stopped him: "Honey, I don't know your name yet—"

"Matthew..."

Matthew said, "Matthew Fast Constantine."

"Constantine?"

Little James suddenly had a toothache.

Obviously, even a genius killer like James Jr. can't guarantee that he won't suffer a dark loss when he meets the Constantine family who cheated his teammates.

"So you are from the Constantine family..." Little James said, grinding his teeth, "No wonder you are so confident and bold."

"It's an honor for the Constantine family and me to be praised by you."

Matthew smiled politely, and walked away gracefully against the backdrop of fluttering pigeons.

And little James—

Watching Matthew go away, the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a strange arc.

……

Walking out of the square, Matthew was immediately stopped by Mads and her new sports car.

The fallen angel hooked off his sunglasses: "How is it? Are you guys having a good time?"

"He became interested in me, but I don't want to lie in bed and be dissected by him for the time being..." Matthew said, "So we fell apart."

"Really? I see that you are smiling very happily."

Mize opened the car door: "Get in the car..."

"Where to go?"

"A place to find crazy women."

Mads smiled ambiguously: "Shortly after we parted from you last night, I met Harry, and we slept together."

"what……"

Matthew opened his mouth wide: "I have to say, your efficiency is devilish."

"I was originally a devil."

After speaking, Mize stepped on the accelerator and drove Matthew to a boxing bar hidden in the basement.

"Half price for women, full price for men."

At the entrance of the bar, the muscular man watching the scene reached out his hand coldly: "Nine dollars, here."

"Give……"

Matthew took out nine dollars and handed it to the muscular man.

The muscular man took the entrance fee and said with a smirk, "Boy, no matter whether you come to the bar to find a man or a woman, you'd better die now."

"why?"

"Because men in bars only like women, and women in bars have men—"

Before he finished speaking, the muscular man was kicked in the vitals by Mize, grinning his teeth in pain and unable to straighten up.

Maitz withdrew his graceful calf in disdain, and said to the muscular man: "A strong woman doesn't need a man! At least, she doesn't need a man like you!"

After speaking, Mize led Matthew into the lively and noisy boxing bar.

……

On the center stage of the bar, the hot female boxing match is in full swing.

Different from the so-called beauty boxing that serves men, the two beauties on the stage have strong and fit bodies. Although their faces are beautiful and charming, and their bodies are graceful and graceful, they are thorny poppies that the onlookers dare not expect.

Because they were afraid of being punched in the head by the beauties on the stage if they spoke badly, they didn't even dare to whistle loudly, let alone burst into obscene accents. They surrounded the boxing ring and cheered honestly.

"Miss Halle! You are the best!"

"Louise, you are so hot! Hurry up and hit her!"

"Beat her!"

"Quick! Quick! Use your calf to cut her in the middle!"

……

Accompanied by the shouts of the crowd, the battle between the two beauties on the stage became more and more intense. Both sides even took the initiative to throw off their protective gear and let their long hair sway in the air.

Matthew couldn't help but stare blankly.

In various stories related to Superman and his wife, Louise is always the princess who is passively waiting for rescue.

But the fact is——

"Louis is so good at fighting?"

"Louis is the general's daughter, she has received combat training since she was a child, but she is relatively ordinary under the light of Superman for a long time.

In fact, when Superman was hit by kryptonite and was incapacitated, she could single-handedly snatch her Superman husband back from the enemy with excellent skills..."

Mize whispered, "Don't underestimate women, although very few women become superheroes."

"You're right, Louise is indeed very good."

Maybe even a [-]-[-] fight with Gotham's crime queen, Harley Quinn, Matthew murmured to himself.

At this time, beauty boxing is finally coming to an end.

The two people with equal strength finally chose a draw to reconcile, and the dealer also took the opportunity to take the unlucky one who bet on winning or losing.

Halle, who had seen Maze in the crowd, threw the sweat towel to the waiter, turned over and jumped off the boxing ring, embraced Maze's neck passionately, and gave a hot kiss in front of the crowd.

After the kiss, Harley raised her head and complained jealously, "Maze, you actually brought a man to watch my game."

"He's a good friend of mine..." said Maze, "and you know each other too."

"We know each other?"

Harley, who lost all her memories during the lucid dream, looked at Matthew in a daze: "You do look familiar, maybe we really knew each other before?"

"He's from Gotham just like you..." Mize said, "and both worked as psychiatrists at Arkham Asylum."

"what?"

Harry's eyes sparkled suddenly.

She let go of Metz, and looked at Matthew with great interest: "Have you worked as a psychologist in Arkham Mental Hospital? How long? How many patients have you been in contact with? Which patients are they?"

"I was in Arkham Mental Hospital for less than a month before I was fired by the dean because I didn't adapt to the working environment..." Matthew said, "The main patients I have come into contact with are 'Jaws', 'Scarecrow', 'Dr. Fate', and—"

"Clown? Right?"

Harry looked at Matthew with sharp eyes that hooked his soul.

Matthew: "I did communicate with the clown through the iron gate."

"Then you are very lucky."

Harry said eccentrically.

Matthew: "So I was fired before I worked for a full month."

"Very correct decision."

Saying that, Harley turned her head, ready to continue to be intimate with Maize, but was caught by Louise who also ended the match: "As agreed, you will accept my interview."

"But our agreement didn't say when we'll do the interview..." Harley hugged Mize, "I just want to find a place to have a good time with my new girlfriend."

"Harry—"

Louise was very angry at Harry's perfunctory attitude, and was about to fight again.

Seeing this, Matthew hurried to mediate: "Louis, hello, I'm Matthew, I just joined the "Daily Planet" yesterday, and I'm currently working as Clark's photographer."

"Are you Clark's new photographer?"

Louise, who has been following Harley Quinn for the past week, was a little surprised.

"Yes, we interviewed the apartment fire incident in District [-] together yesterday..." Matthew said, "He is an easy-going person, enthusiastic, cheerful, simple and sincere."

"Clark is really easy to get along with."

When someone praised her husband face to face, Louise inevitably smiled proudly.

"But there's one thing I can't figure out—"

Matthew paused and said, "Can we change the place to talk?"

"it is good."

Louise separated from the crowd and took Matthew to a secluded place: "What do you want to say?"

"About Luthor's engagement to Superman and the rumored sons."

"you--"

Louise froze.

She didn't watch yesterday's TV interview, so she didn't know anything about the engagement banquet between Luther and his sons.

"What did you say? Can you make it clearer?"

As she spoke, she asked for a pint of beer and handed it to Matthew: "Please drink beer."

"thanks……"

Matthew took the beer and told Louise about Luther leaving the studio midway because of the news anchor's careless words and deeds.