[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

The last part of the trip was spent in silence.

After getting out of the car, Freya thanked Big Sam, and she and old Collison parted ways in front of different routes.

Gotham's urban subway was rebuilt by the Wayne Group more than [-] years ago. As the number one victim of Gotham's crime rate, it currently maintains an average frequency of overhaul once a year.There are four lines in the subway, connecting the whole city like veins on the human body.The No. [-] line that Freya took is called the most lively line. Only on this line can locals see some foreign tourists carrying travel bags and holding cameras in their hands. Although it is a subway line, But it traverses the entire Gotham from the middle, especially the section on the surface, which includes almost all famous landmarks.

Freya bought some newspapers and got on the train. It was past nine o'clock, just after the rush hour, and there were many empty seats on the subway.She found an empty compartment to sit down, put the small suitcase beside her, and finally took out her mobile phone from her handbag to make a call.

After a full six rings, the other side picked up.

"Freya." Clark panted as soon as he picked it up, "I saw the news, are you okay?"

"The car was destroyed, but fortunately everyone is fine." Freya felt warm, "Are you working out?"

"What?" Clark said. "Ah...yeah, I'm working out. Yes, I'm working out."

"Workout after nine o'clock?" Freya asked suspiciously.

"This is my habit." Clark replied firmly.

"Steve will love you to death." Freya laughed, "Steve, you know? It's that friend I told you about last time who lives in Washington. I called him last night, He said that he might come to Metropolis for a business trip next week due to work, and he will probably stay here for a few days. I will definitely introduce you to him when he finishes his work. "

"No problem. You call him Steve, Steve what?" Clark asked.

"Steve Rogers," Freya said. "You know who he is."

She had met Steve at the community owners meeting for the first time after she found a house in Washington, where they sat side by side, and Steve introduced him as a retired veteran who had fallen behind.After chatting for a few words, they found out that they lived in the same building. In addition, Freya could see him running in front of the Lincoln Memorial every morning when she went for a walk with the dog. Almost by leaps and bounds, the two became acquainted.

Just kidding, no one in the entire block can resist Steve's charm, he is like a combination of a walking king of children, a friend of women, a benchmark for men and a treasure of the elderly, the most beautiful man Freya claims to have seen less, but still often complimented on his blue eyes and good heart.

Of course, the image of honest and honest Steve was gone forever on that viaduct.That night, Steve wrote a note to Freya explaining the whole story, and then Freya realized that the Steve she knew was actually Captain America, but she had never heard any clues at such a close distance. , It really made her wonder if her ears were malfunctioning.So she did something she regretted, and she began to pay more attention to Steve's life.

The end result was that she had spent months cultivating the habit of calling the old antique.

There was a loud bang from Clark's side.

"Please don't scream," Freya raised her eyebrows. "I know you boys have a bit of a captain complex no matter who you are, but it's too much to get so excited that you drop your phone."

There was no answer, and Clark seemed to be agitated... gasping?

Really?

Freya expressed that she did not understand the thoughts of these men.

"Clark?" she asked. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Clark's voice seemed to be a little suffocated from a distance, "I mean, yes, I accidentally dropped my phone on the ground, and I picked it up right away."

"Well, I hope you are careful. How is the dog? It's so noisy outside today, don't scare the dog." Although Freya was a little puzzled, she still shook her head to elicit the main purpose of the call.

There was a slight pause.

"I heard them playing," Clark said. "Don't worry, Krypton and Bear are fine."

Freya felt relieved. "I don't know what's wrong. There are always some strange noises on the phone today. Maybe the signal on my side is not very good."

Another weird pause.

"It should be." Clark seemed to be close to the phone, he said vaguely, "The signal, maybe the signal tower somewhere was damaged in the attack. Listen, Freya, I have to... .I have to go out, let's talk later, okay?"

"No problem." Freya said, "You are busy with your work, and I have to prepare the materials. At noon, Wayne is treating guests to dinner. If Jack comes over, the meal will not be so delicious."

They said goodbye and Freya put the phone in her pocket.I always felt that something was wrong with Clark today, but he didn't say anything, and she didn't think about it.

Randomly flipping through a stack of newspapers and magazines, there was a middle-aged man on the gaudy cover, his sideburns were a little white, the corner of his mouth was smiling slightly, and a stunner in a bikini was reflected in his eyes.Freya glanced at the title without much curiosity, and sure enough, "King of Gotham's new favorite, supermodel Eli's past and present life".She silently put the "Gotham Daily" aside, and then turned out the Gotham News, but her eyes were irritated as soon as she glanced at it. The problem is that I don’t know which talented photographer took this photo, and it was accepted by some editors who wanted to do something—this is a high-definition, pulled-in, elevation-” Our reporter risked his life to interview Batman: My View of Justice".

......

She patiently flipped through a few more magazines, and found that people in this city who were not paying attention to Baby Bruce seemed to be paying attention to Batman.Freya even found out a certain booklet that was included in the book by a regular issue for some unknown reason, and it wrote about the two or three things that Batman and the Prince of Gotham must say.

Okay, this is Gotham.

She put these things aside, the subway was already on the ground, and tall and low buildings passed by outside the window.

Wayne, Wayne, Wayne everywhere.

Anyone who has been to Gotham will understand what the last name means to the city.Since the rise of Gotham, Wayne has left a strong mark here.It firmly grasps the floating soil like a big tree, from administrative agencies to urban construction facilities, hospitals, public transportation, a Gotham person from the womb to the grave, is in contact with the Wayne Group all the time.

This is a huge figure that hangs over the entire city.

The train drove up to the surface and turned a corner in front of a towering building.

Feeling something, Freya turned around and looked out the window of the train.

The towering Wayne Building silently receded in front of her, like a titan overlooking the resurrected city.

It is like a giant ship under the control of a young and unworldly captain; like an army under the command of an idle but pretentious second-generation ancestor.

No wonder people love and hate Bruce Wayne.

According to Freya's colleagues, the real person in the Wayne Group is Jack Freeman. After the old Freeman died a few years ago, his son Jack Freeman Jr. inherited his father's mantle . Mr. Wayne, who is in his 40s, still retains the style of a young man when he was young. He spends his time outside, eating and drinking, and engages in extreme sports from time to time.Whenever asked about the running of the company, he prevaricates with his father's famous quote-"I give the company to someone who is more interested in the business than I am"-I don't know if old Wayne Quanxia has seen his offspring so badly. What will it feel like to be angry.

Freya has never met Bruce Wayne herself, and her impression of him is only at the level of hearing, but what makes her curious is how a person can be so flat.People's impression of him is like the label stamped on him, "carefree rich second generation", "playboy", "extreme sports enthusiast", when she asked about the real feeling of interacting with Wayne, Three out of three ladies will tell you the same thing, as if our Master Bruce deserved his dandy reputation, and the dating variety was so poor.

It almost made her feel that the thirst for knowledge was always lingering in her mind.

It's a pity that she rarely comes to Gotham, but she can't take a close look at this Gotham celebrity.

Freya sighed, but she thought jokingly in her heart, if the women in the company continue to indulge like this, sooner or later she might be sent to Gotham as the general agent, and I sincerely hope that day will come later .

After all, under the brilliance of the day, Gotham, the capital of crime at night, is the place where she really wants to help but worries that she can't do anything.

At 10:30, Freya got off the subway and checked in at an express hotel a few hundred meters away.

She changed her outfit, put on earrings, and put on some makeup.

At eleven o'clock, the phone rang on time, and Old Jack's assistant told her in a polite tone that the car to pick her up had arrived.

Freya patted her cheeks with cold toner to cheer herself up.

Little did she know it was just the beginning of the day.

I don't know that a certain master suddenly changed his itinerary and was driving towards the Box Hotel.