[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Gotham City First Hospital ward

The white and slender finger joints are slightly protruding, revealing a faint sense of strength.The manicured nails revealed pink finger flesh, and he was holding the briefcase tightly, his fingertips turned red.

Because we often cooperate with Planet Daily in publicity, the people in the police station are very familiar with the reporters of the daily.The police officer waiting at the door saw Clark clutching the briefcase tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and said worriedly: "Kent, are you okay?"

Stab it!The briefcase was instantly torn in half before the policeman could speak, and the damaged documents and papers in the bag were scattered all over the place.

"You?!" He knew that Clark was naturally stronger, but this was too exaggerated!The officer looked at Clark in shock.

Clark, who was brought back to consciousness by the police officer's exclamation, looked down at the dead body of the briefcase in his hand, pursed his lips for a while and then raised his head with an embarrassed smile: "Oh, I just want to test whether this bag is strong or not. When I think about it, I really... Hahaha, I really can't buy cheap things."

Hearing Clark's words, the shock in the police officer's heart was also diluted by a smile: "Poor quality is not so easy to tear, dude, your strength is exaggerated enough."

"Thank you, thank you." Clark raised his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment, smiling honestly.

"Hey, why don't you stop being a reporter and come to the police test." With such strength, he is definitely good at catching criminals, and it would be a pity not to use it.

"No, no, no." Clark waved his hands with a thankful expression, "I'm timid, so it's safer to be a reporter."

The police officer smiled, patted Clark on the shoulder and said nothing.Everyone has his own ambitions, and he just made a casual suggestion.

Clark also returned a hearty smile, bent down and picked up the things scattered on the ground one by one.Then he took out the earphones, pens and other small items from the small pocket of the briefcase and put them into his pockets.

Black hair, snow skin, fox eyes, Chinese girl, Batman, disappearing... If she was really alive, she might be with Wayne right now!Clark lowered his eyes halfway to conceal the turbulent waves.Perhaps, Fox was not dead in the first place, Wayne just hid her, and then deceived him and the clown with the lie of her death.He's been acting, feigning a nervous breakdown with the words 'she's alive' which back-solidifies the idea in his and the Joker's mind that 'she's really dead, that's why Wayne was stimulated to break down'.

Clark pursed his lips tightly, got up and went to the trash can and threw the torn briefcase into it.It's not that he's thinking wildly, but after working together in the Justice League for the past two years, he also has an understanding of this very wise and close to demon Batman.What he suspected, that kid Wayne can definitely do it!

Click!The sound of the door opening from behind made Clark's expressionless face show the usual gentle and honest expression.He turned around and walked back to the ward, greeted the sheriff who was about to leave with a smile, and then walked into the ward.

It is necessary to investigate. Under the thick black-rimmed glasses, the sky-blue eyes are serious and depressing, and there is no smile at all.

While Clark was interviewing the victim here, in Bruce Manor on the other side, a man who took off his tights and his aura was slightly gentler than in Batman mode was also smiling at the little girl in his arms. Conducting soul torture.

"Are you human?"

"..." This product is too straightforward!The corner of the little fox's mouth twitched: "No." The girl also answered straightforwardly.

Sure enough, Bruce felt relieved, not so shocked.Combined with the strange disappearance of the little fox back then and her complete rebirth this time, Bruce has actually confirmed her specialness in his heart.In addition, in the past two years, he has also met people with the identity of Neptune, and the word called science in his heart is no longer the only thing that supports his worldview.

"Then are you a fox fairy?" Fingertips gently inserted into the soft hair, and then slowly combed, Bruce lowered his eyebrows and looked down, gently looking at the girl who was relying on him and asked softly.

The little fox, who was so comfortable with his fur, grunted and rubbed against Bruce's chest and said with a smile, "Fairy? How can I be so noble?" She turned her head, rested her chin on his chest, and looked up at him : "I'm a goblin, the kind that specializes in eating people, are you afraid?"

Seeing the cute little girl grinning her teeth pretending to be vicious, Bruce couldn't help pursing her lips and pursing her lips.He stretched out his arms around her waist and lifted her up, while he slowly lowered his head, approaching her lips ambiguously: "Come and eat me."

The deep and mellow voice is a little hoarse, and Bruce's frivolous tone and Batman's serious eyes are perfectly integrated, which is boring and coquettish.

The heart of the teased little fox jumped, and his body, which had gradually begun to settle for pleasure, finally began to move.

"Okay." The little fox bent his eyes, and his smiling eyes were as cute as crescent moons: "Where do we start to eat~"

"Anywhere, up to you." Saying this, Bruce even spread his hands, and just leaned back on the sofa and looked at the little fox as if he could ask for it.

The little fox sticks out the tip of her tongue and licks her lips a little dryly. She puts her hands on his chest and sits up.The long white legs that could not be covered by the black shorts straddled the other side of the man and sat on him.

"Then..." There was a mischievous smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, and her eyes scanned his body nimbly, as if she was really looking for a better place to eat: "Let's start here." Suddenly, she said so, He bent down and leaned over.

"Hmm..." The suppressed sexy gasp hummed from the man's mouth.

The girl who buried her head on the man's neck bit his protruding Adam's apple

, viciously rubbing and biting with the teeth and the tip of the tongue.

"fox..." Bruce's breathing became heavy and hot, and his powerful hands were also attached to the girl's body, stroking and kneading with a little strength.

Ring Ring Ring! ! !

The abrupt and piercing ringtone of the phone interrupted the warm atmosphere in the room.The little fox and Bruce, who were progressing very smoothly, frowned at the same time. Who the hell is it at this time!

Ring Ring Ring! ! !

The ringing is persistent, and it seems that it will not stop until it is connected.

The little fox, who had been quarreled and not in the mood, sighed helplessly, turned over and walked away from Bruce: "There may be something urgent, please pick it up."

Bruce raised his hand and rubbed his temples, got up and walked over to answer the phone.

"Bruce, you are at home. I have something to ask for you!" A manly and pleasant male voice came from the other end of the phone, and the little fox beside the loud voice could hear it.

this voice?The little fox turned to look at Bruce.

"Clark, what's the matter?" Bruce looked back at the little fox with a calm expression, and called out the name on the other side of the phone.

"I just went to interview the girl who was the kidnap victim before, and she said something, I think it has something to do with Fox!" Clarke's voice was a little excited: "I'm going to find you now, let's talk face-to-face!"

Bruce raised his eyebrows, not surprised that Clark knew these things: "Okay, come on." He answered and hung up the phone.

"Clark is coming?!" The little fox stood up nervously: "Then where am I going? Do you have a hiding place here?"

The reason why she was not discovered by Clark's superpower during the two days of living in the Bruce Manor was because Bruce discovered that his superpower could not penetrate lead elements, so lead was used as a barrier around the manor.But if Clark enters the manor, how can she hide herself without the lead barrier to protect her? He will hear her breathing!

The little fox's way of avoiding Clark pleased Bruce. In fact, he has always had two knots in his heart, one is Clark Kent and the other is the Joker.It's not that he can't deal with them, but that he can't be sure of the little fox's heart.Back then, she swayed from side to side, and he never forgot the feat of stepping on three boats.Although he has kept her people now, what he desires most is her heart.

"Don't worry, since you don't want to see him, then I will help you." Bruce said.

As if she was the only one who didn't want to see him, the little fox was speechless.Obviously he didn't want them to meet.

...

Clark's speed is very fast, it can be said that he has appeared at the door of Bruce's house not long after hanging up the phone.

"Mr. Kent, you are here." Alfred, who came to greet him at the door, bent slightly, opened the door and welcomed him in: "Master Wayne is waiting for you in the living room."

"Thank you." Clark grinned at Alfred, and his sky-blue eyes were full of sincere smiles.

The old butler looked the same as usual, neither lost his mind nor particularly happy, Clark thought to himself while smiling and walking with the butler to the villa.The manor didn't seem to have changed, everything was as usual.

"Here we come." In the living room, Bruce saw the person coming, and his expression didn't change: "Sit down, Alfred, two cups of coffee."

"Yes." Alfred replied and left the living room.

Clark watched the butler go out, the door was tightly closed, and then he walked over quickly and asked before he had time to sit down: "I heard from the victims that there was someone who looked like a Fox with them on the boat, what do you think?" Did you see it when you went to rescue people!"

Bruce was taken aback when he heard Clark's question, and then an excited expression appeared on his face: "fox? Are they sure?"

Clark looked at Bruce's surprised and excited expression, as if he just knew the news: "Haven't you seen her?"

"No, if I had seen her, I would have brought her back!" Bruce stood up eagerly and clasped Clark's shoulders and asked, "What did the victim say? She said that someone named Fox was with her? Now she people!"

Clark, who was grabbed by the shoulder, was a little closer to Bruce, and the classic men's perfume smell rushed towards him, making Clark, who was not used to perfume, frown.Suddenly, an extremely imperceptible hint of sweetness floated in the fragrance of the perfume.He was shocked in his heart, but on the surface he stabilized his expression and suppressed the surging emotions.

"Let me go first." Clark raised his hand and shook off Bruce's hand before taking a few steps back before continuing: "The victim said that the girl who looked like Fox left the cabin to see the situation, and then never went back. Later, the police asked the kidnappers , The kidnappers also said that only three girls were kidnapped, and there were no Chinese people.”

When Bruce heard Clark's words behind him, his excited expression froze: "Could it be a hallucination?" He was a little disappointed.

"The police also confirmed to them whether they had hallucinations due to the environment or shock. They all denied it, saying that they were very conscious at the time." Clark replied.

"What the hell is going on! I didn't see any girls at all, and I left after knocking out those crew members." Bruce raised his hand impatiently and scratched his hair: "I'll go to that ship to see at night!"

"Okay, I'll go too!" Clark nodded vigorously with a serious expression.

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At first, the little fox thought that Bruce would hide her in the bat cave in the back mountain, because the defense system was the strongest there.However, Bruce took her to the basement by taking the elevator, and then found a secret passage in a hidden corner. After entering, there was another elevator, which went straight to the third underground floor.

The walls of this basement are all made of mixed lead. There are tables, chairs, beds, wardrobes, TVs, computers, etc. in the house. Bruce is obviously prepared.

"It took two days to make it like this, it's amazing." The little fox sighed and fell limply on the bed.

It's a pity that what happened just now was interrupted, and she finally adjusted her state.But the person who interrupted was Clark, and the reason for the interruption was also caused by her, so it is really hard to blame him too much.Alas, self-inflicted... I was too sloppy before, but now I have retribution for some small things.

The little fox lying on the bed turned over, and the comfortable environment made the lazy fox sleepy.She yawned, picked up the quilt and covered her body, and answered Zhou Gong's call.

...

"Baby, do you miss me?"

"Honey, I finally found you."

"You girl, you really owe a lesson!"

"fox..."

"Honey..."

In the chaotic and gloomy space, the petite girl kept running forward.She stumbled, panting, and almost fainted from exhaustion.However, she did not dare to fall down, as if the person chasing behind her was some vicious beast.

Suddenly, the running girl stopped.She looked at the person intercepting in front of her in horror, and opened her mouth: "Charles, Eric!"

"Are you still running?" A few more people gathered around from the left and right sides.

"Hannibal?! Hodge!" The girl panicked.

All the men: "You should take responsibility!"

The girl felt guilty: "I...what responsibility should I bear!"

The men: "Don't admit it? It seems that we need to help you recall."

"Don't come here, you guys!" The girl's anxious hands quickly formed a seal: "Teleport! Teleport! Teleport!"

In the reality that escaped from the dream, the girl lying in the basement and falling into a deep sleep frowned and murmured.Suddenly, she clasped her hands quickly, changed several strange gestures, and muttered words.

"Teleport..."

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Inside a chaotic bar in a Gotham City neighborhood

The hand covered with rings was raised casually to gather the green hair, the pale skin, and the dark eye sockets made the man look like a horrible hole.He tilted his head slightly, and looked at the shivering person opposite with a smile in his eyes full of madness: "Are you afraid?" The blood-red oil paint covered his lips, almost reaching the bottom of his ears, and he smiled very strangely: "Who was it that said to blow my head off?"

"No...no!" The man turned pale with fright: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"HAHAHA..." The crazy man raised his hand to cover his mouth and laughed hoarsely, but soon, the smile on his face disappeared like magic: "You are really boring like this

. "

boom!

The sound of the gunshot merged with the sound from the bar's stereo system, and none of the drunken people noticed that someone had already spattered blood on the spot.They danced wildly, cheered and screamed with the music, releasing their own pressure.

"Huh!" The green-haired man blew on the muzzle casually, stood up with a bored expression, and walked unsteadily to his basement: "It's boring, it's boring..."

The door to the basement opened and closed, and the blaring music above faded away as the ankle boots descended the steps.

The hand adorned with countless rings held the doorknob and slowly turned it

thump!Suddenly, the sound of a human body falling to the ground came from the crack of the opened door.

"En?" The face painted with scary oil paint showed a puzzled and excited expression: "Which little mouse is so bold, dare to run to me..."

Saying so, the man kicked open the door.