"I'm going on a business trip the day after tomorrow, to the metropolis." Warlock sat at the end of the big bed wrapped in a bathrobe, his wet hair hanging by his ears, and a little blush remained on his cheeks.

Warlock, who had just tasted the beauty of deep love, seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du at once, and understood why the demons are so obsessed with this matter, and he still has a little bit of knowledge, and he is not very willing to part with Bruce.

Bruce froze as he wiped his hair. He hadn't forgotten that there was a Superman in Metropolis who was more dangerous than Warlock.

"Go to Metropolis? Is there any joint plan between Gotham and Metropolis?"

"Almost, the two parties have contacted each other before the epidemic. The epidemic has dragged on for too long, so we have to sign the agreement quickly." Warlock lay down on the bed, and it was not very comfortable to sit all the time.

Even though the sheets had been changed, Warlock could still smell Bruce, so he could only sit up sullenly.

"How many days are you going?" Bruce sat next to Warlock and let Warlock lean on him, rubbing Warlock's waist with just the right strength.

"It will take at least two days. I haven't been to the Metropolis yet, so I don't know what it's like there. Alexander Luthor of the Lex Group was very enthusiastic and made an appointment for a meeting."

"He has a good pollution purification device in his hand. If the effect is consistent with what he said, I plan to buy a batch from the Lex Group. Gotham's environmental pollution must be cured. The outbreak of the epidemic has something to do with pollution. It matters a lot."

"Alexander? You mean Lex Luthor. Sweetheart, Luthor is not a good person, you have to be careful of him."

Bruce frowned. He didn't have a good impression of Luthor. Although he could understand Luthor's vigilance towards Superman, he didn't want to kill Superman. Such a person would be very angry after discovering Warlock's inhuman identity. It's really hard to say what attitude.

"Well, tomorrow I will ask Fox to see if there is any schedule to go to the Metropolis, and I will accompany you to the Metropolis."

Warlock took Bruce's hand and played with his fingers one by one, "What if there is no arrangement to go to the Metropolis?"

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm Bruce Wayne, and Bruce Wayne can go wherever he wants." Bruce said exaggeratedly, grabbed Warlock's hand and intertwined his fingers, and directly pressed him down on the bed , with deep eyes, "I want to collect some rewards in advance."

……

Metropolis and Gotham are separated by an ocean, but they are as different as day and night.

The city of Metropolis is like the superhero Superman that belongs here, bright and full of hope. Nothing can make people here lose confidence and enthusiasm, which is in stark contrast to the numbness and despair of Gotham.

"...The happiness index of the metropolis is one of the highest in the United States, and the people here..." The receptionist of the metropolitan government chattered and introduced the metropolis in the front seat of the car. From his proud tone, we can know that he loves this city .

Warlock listened with one ear but not the other. He already understood what the receptionist said.He was more willing to observe the lives of ordinary people in the metropolis, and suddenly he saw a man in a red cape coming down from a tree with a cat in his arms.

"Is that... Superman?"

Noticing that Warlock was not interested in his introduction, the somewhat embarrassing reception staff became interested again, "That's right, that's our Superman, almost every day he saves several cats trapped in trees, not to mention being caught Difficult people."

Superman's smile remained in Warlock's mind, sunny and beautiful without a trace of haze.The hero of Metropolis is also in stark contrast to the hero of Gotham, Batman rarely smiles, always accompanied by darkness and fear.

Comparing the two, Warlock still likes Batman. After all, he is a dark creature, and he will be burned if he gets too close to the sun. Of course, he doesn't hate Superman either.

The Metropolitan Municipal Government received Warlock with very standard treatment, and conducted the usual meetings, photos, meetings, and signings that everyone is accustomed to.All procedures are customary, and when the two mayors sign their respective names on the cooperation agreement, Warlock's work in the Metropolis is considered to be over.

"Is there any difference between the government officials in Metropolis and the government officials in Gotham?" Bruce's voice suddenly sounded behind Warlock.

Warlock turned back and gave Bruce a hug and let go, whispering: "It looks a little brighter than the officials of the Gotham City government, but it's not different in essence."

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was self-evident.

The Minister of Finance of the Metropolitan City came over to chat with Warlock, holding a glass of wine, "I hope you are satisfied with the arrangement of this dinner. Some reporters will come to interview in a while, and there will be some old friends after the end. I hope you can Come and participate."

Warlock clinked glasses with the Minister, signaling that he understood.This dinner is for the reporters and the public of the Metropolitan, and the really important game is the latter one.

Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly and did not disturb Warlock's work. Warlock at work is completely different from him in private. Bruce can even see the majesty of Warlock at work. He may be the youngest among government officials, but given The oppressive power of people is not much less than that of officials immersed in officialdom.

The dinner was first attended by celebrities from all walks of life, then journalists, and finally government officials.Not long after Bruce and Warlock had assembled, the receptionist in charge of Warlock came over and whispered that a private lounge had been prepared for him, and a reporter would come to interview him later.

"The person in charge of this interview is Clark Kent, a senior reporter from the Daily Planet. He is a very good journalist. He is one of the authors most likely to win the Pulitzer Prize in journalism in recent years."

"Sounds like a gentleman with a great future." Warlock praised politely. At this time, he still couldn't imagine what kind of shock this Clark Kent would bring him.

The purpose of Bruce coming to the Metropolis was to accompany Warlock, and he had no interest in making friends with the celebrities from all walks of life at the dinner party, so he followed Warlock into the lounge.

Clark Kent knocked on the door nervously and went in. The first thing he saw was two people sitting on the sofa chatting.

Of course, he had made preparations before the interview. He immediately recognized the blond man sitting on the left as the subject of today's interview, and the black-haired man on the right was no stranger. He was the well-known playboy Bruce Wayne throughout the United States.

After thinking for a few seconds, Clark realized what was wrong with his subconscious feeling.The distance between Warlock and Bruce is neither close nor far. The distance between the two is smaller than the safe distance of ordinary friends. They are obviously very close but deliberately distanced to cover up, and they did not pull the normal distance, which seemed contrary to harmony.

"Cough, hello Mayor Dorian, I'm Clark Kent, a reporter from the Daily Planet."

"……Father?!"

Both Clark and Bruce were confused by Warlock's father, and looked at Warlock blankly.Warlock had stood up and walked over to Clark and circled him.

Bruce grabbed Warlock to stop him from continuing to circle around, and looked at Clark Kent warily. He felt that there must be something wrong with this unremarkable man in black-rimmed glasses.

Clark was caught by Bruce's unkind eyes, and subconsciously took a step back, he still hadn't figured out what was going on.This is not the normal process of an interview. What the hell is this Mayor Daoling calling his father?

Warlock's excitement calmed down, and he pulled Bruce back to the sofa, motioning for Clark to sit down too.

"Sorry, I'm so excited. I'm Warlock, Warlock Dowling."

Clark hesitantly extended his hand to shake Warlock's hand. He felt his palm warm up, and Warlock's hand was not so strong, which was completely different from his appearance.

The power of the blood race poured into Clark's palm without any hindrance, and he didn't respond to Warlock's full grip. Warlock was completely sure of his thoughts, with a sincere smile on his face.

Bruce watched clearly from the sidelines, and stretched out his hand to shake Clark unhappily. If he didn't make a move, he didn't know how long Warlock would hold this unremarkable man.

"Before the interview, I have a few questions to think about." Warlock smiled, and his good mood was so suppressed that he couldn't suppress it.

Warlock's smile looked like a devil's smile to Clark's seriousness. His palms were almost sweating, and he pushed his eyes in a concealed manner, "Of course, you can ask any questions you want."

"Have you noticed anything about your body that is different from ordinary people, such as the five senses, strength, speed and some strange powers that are far beyond ordinary people."

When Clark heard this question, his eyes under the black-framed glasses flashed coldly, he lowered his head and sorted out the neat manuscript to cover it up: "No, I'm just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people can't bear my strength." Following Warlock's words, he crushed the bone china cup in his hand, leaving only a hand of powder.

"Well, actually I..."

"You are my father!"

Clark tried to find a relatively reasonable excuse to deal with it, but before he could find it, he was stunned by Warlock's categorical act of admitting his father.

Warlock was very polite in front of Clark, took out his mobile phone and showed Clark and Bruce the photos of Cain he had secretly taken.

"My godfather disappeared a year ago. Before he left, he left a message saying that he would go to practice to find a way to lift the curse. Every time he does this, he will seal his memory. It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as you unlock the memory seal. "

Warlock spoke seriously, and Clark's mouth opened unconsciously. The person in the photo was indeed exactly like him, the only difference being that the person in the photo was younger.

With Clark's senior reporter's eyesight, he could tell that these photos were real, not composite photos of pranks, and who would make a prank to identify his father?

He racked his brains to recall whether he had really lost his memory. Could it be that the five years he went to find his hometown were really just a fantasy, and was he actually going to raise a child?

No, Superman is real, and Krypton is also real. Not finding Krypton means nothing. Maybe the godfather of Mayor Dorian really just looks exactly like himself.

According to Mayor Dowling, his godfather also has ordinary and human abilities. Could it be said that his godfather is his relative or worse, his clone?

While Clark was struggling, Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and began to focus on this humble reporter.He believed in Warlock's judgment. Warlock said that this little reporter is not an ordinary person, so he must have something special.

To be able to accept the power of Warlock's blood and withstand Warlock's full strength, this little reporter must have special abilities.With this height and body shape, he took off his obstructive black-rimmed glasses, the outline of his eyes, and adjusted his walking posture a little...

Bruce raised his lips slightly, and he discovered Superman's true identity hidden in the world.

In Bruce's heart, Warlock's godfather is equated with the leader of Warlock's non-human race. Warlock still has cells of the same origin as humans, and Krypton is a complete alien. Since Clark . Kent is Superman, so it is unlikely that he is Godfather Warlock.

"Warlock, there must be a reason for your father to seal the memory experience. Maybe no memory is the prerequisite. You have found Clark Kent, don't worry so much, you can take your time, you scared him." Bruce pulled Warlock whispered in his ear.

Warlock blinked his eyes, seeing that Clark was still looking like he was about to die, remembering that Abel said before seeing his father to take care of him, he regretted his impulsiveness.

"Cough, well, let's put these things aside and interview first."

Because of the sudden "recognition of father" incident, both the interviewer and the interviewee seemed a little absent-minded. After asking all the prepared questions in a proper manner, Clark was about to say goodbye and leave. What happened today was really exciting.

Warlock didn't force him to stay, but just stuffed a business card in Clark's shirt pocket, "Call me if you need anything."

Clark nodded, picked up the worn leather bag and was about to go out.When he was less than two steps away from the door, Clark suddenly felt his world spinning, and he fell down because of unsteady steps.

Warlock and Bruce watched Clark fall face down, and hurried over to help him up to check, Clark had passed out.

Fortunately, the dinner was held at the hotel. Warlock was arranged in the presidential suite upstairs during his business trip in the Metropolis. He told the receptionist outside the door to bring some food up. After dismissing the people nearby, Bruce half-supported He half pulled him to the elevator.

Explaining to the receptionist that he wanted to go to the room to rest for a while, Warlock also went upstairs. He didn't know why Clark suddenly fainted, but he had an inexplicable intuition that Clark's fainting had a great relationship with him.

"What's the matter, is Clark okay?" Warlock closed the door and saw that Bruce had put Clark on the sofa, fine beads of sweat were dripping from Clark's face.

"There is no way to determine why he passed out, he was sweating all the time." Bruce was still a little guilty when he spoke, the plastic bag containing Clark's hair was in his suit pocket, and he wanted to smoke a pipe while Clark was unconscious Blood, the needle broke off when it touched the skin, which disproves that Clark Kent is Superman.

Warlock put his hand on Clark's forehead and found the problem. The power he sent into Clark's body was not absorbed. Clark's own power collided with the external power, which directly led to Clark's coma.

The facts are already obvious, Clark Kent is not Cain's wife in the world.If he is, Warlock's power will be integrated into his body, and the power of the same source will not create any repulsion.

A somewhat depressed Warlock slowly pulled the power out of Clark Kent's body, and continuing to let this power stay in Clark's body would not do him any good.

Bruce looked at the side with his arms folded, seemingly calm and calm. He had already gone through a few pages of estimates and judgments in his heart. What is initially certain is that Superman has no or weak resistance to the power of the mysterious side. Perhaps in the future, he can learn from this aspect. Go ahead and beat him, if Superman ever goes bad.

……

"Lex Luthor is an absolute individualist. Rather than saying that he is a humanist, it is better to say that he preaches the supremacy of human beings because he is human."

"His attitude toward Superman gave it away, but he's a great partner," Warlock said, signing the paperwork with the phone between his hands.

"I see in him the same genius and arrogance that you have, Tony, you are all treasures of this era, but with all kinds of problems, I have no doubt that I will see him on the presidential ballot someday name."

"How? Of course not, but it's possible, I don't know. I think the mayor of Gotham is pretty good, and more challenging than being president."

Listening to Warlock's calmer voice on the phone, Tony knew that Warlock was satisfied with his current life.He called Warlock to say something bad, but he backed off when he heard Warlock's voice, he didn't know if he should bother Warlock with this matter, he was already busy.

"Gotham is too gloomy. You know I'm not only talking about the city, but also people. You always have to leave Gotham for a walk. It's easy to find a girlfriend in that kind of place." Tony pretended to be relaxed ridicule.

Warlock was silent for a while. He remembered that he hadn't told Tony and Stephen that he had a boyfriend. Stephen was okay, and he could say a few venomous words at most. Tony would really blow up.

"Uh...Tony, I want to tell you something, can you calm down and listen to me? I'm in love and have a boyfriend."

There was a long silence on the opposite side, and Warlock's heart ached. He knew Tony. If Tony jumped up and roared immediately, it meant that his anger was only average, and there was still hope to calm him down. If he used silence to accumulate strength now, he would probably Can't stand it.

"...Now, tell me who that bastard is." Tony squeezed the words through his teeth. He always thought that the little prince would marry a princess and live a happy life. By then, he would become the godfather of Warlock's children. .

Now, it's all ruined when a man appears out of nowhere and takes the little prince's heart, Warlock doesn't even tell his best friend about it.

"Bruce Wayne, my boyfriend." Warlock covered his face in resignation, and put the phone aside. After a while, Tony's roar could be heard without getting close, and he didn't want his ears to temporarily lose their voice.

"Bruce! Wayne! A playboy who changes his girlfriend more often than his clothes! Warlock, what are you thinking, you must have been cheated by him!" Tony couldn't understand the virtues of these playboys, especially with His eponymous Bruce Wayne is definitely not a good person to spend the rest of his life with.

If it was just a relationship, Bruce Wayne would be a good candidate, but Tony knew Warlock, he was definitely going to be in love for the rest of his life, so Bruce Wayne was definitely not qualified.

If it wasn't that he couldn't get away now, he would definitely jump on the plane to Gotham immediately to find Warlock and shake him to shake the water out of his mind.

Warlock understands where Tony's prejudice against Bruce comes from, but he can't tell Tony on the phone that Bruce's playboy image is fake, and that he's fooling around with his girlfriends in the newspapers is actually a bat fight. clothes save the world.

After thinking about it for a while, Warlock suddenly realized that something was wrong. Tony called him, but he kept saying that Tony couldn't call him for no reason.

"Tony, do you have something to tell me?"

Tony's buoyant anger has not yet fully vented, and Warlock's words are like a needle popping a balloon, and the anger has been taken up by other emotions.

After hesitating for a while, Warlock began to call Tony's name repeatedly. Tony closed his eyes and said, "Yes, I have something to tell you about Strange."

"A few days ago Strange had a major operation, and he drank too much wine at the celebration party at night, and got into a car accident on the way home."

Once he opened his mouth, it was easy to talk about the rest of the matter. Tony continued: "After a day and a night of rescue, the man was rescued, but his hand was destroyed."

Warlock stood up in disbelief, the most precious thing to Stephen was his hands.The loss of his hand is very likely to break his heart.

"How is he doing now, is he awake?"

"No, he's still in a coma. The chief surgeon said that his hand can recover to a normal life at most, but he can't pick up a scalpel anymore."

The people on both ends of the phone fell silent at the same time. Stephen was one of their best friends. Now that he has encountered misfortune, they all hope to do something, and there may be very little.

"I will find the best doctor in the world to treat his hand." Tony whispered, but they all understand, how many doctors can compare with Stephen?

Warlock planned to go to hell to see if there was something that could heal Stephen's hand. It happened that the clown's madness was sold last time, and this time the clown's darkness could be released.

"I'll take some time to visit him these two days, maybe there's still room for things to turn around."

The author says:

★ Don't insist on details!Too much detail and nothing.

☆"Recognize father" is an actor stalk, the actor who played Cain in the American drama "Lucifer" is the actor who played Clark Kent in "Smallville". "Smallville" is super beautiful!The show mainly promotes Lai Chao. If you are interested, you can go to watch the relevant clips at station 13. Queen Chao with red kryptonite is too good.

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