The correct way to attack the villain

After saying goodbye to Alex, Charles went straight to the office.The moment he pushed open the door, he saw a familiar man sitting on the sofa.

Tan jacket, black tights, casual trousers and ordinary quality leather shoes.

Charles couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you hot wearing this, Eric, it's summer now."

Eric put down the New York Times in his hand with the headline "Professor X and Magneto's perennial feud almost broke": "You need to rest. If I remember correctly, you haven't closed your eyes for 48 hours."

"Then you won't come here to wait for me."

Charles went directly to the desk, swept away a row of identical metal bracelets, picked up a mutant blueprint file, and looked through it.

Eric picked up a bracelet at random: "This is what you spent two days and all your mental power creating?"

Putting the bracelet on his hand and shaking it, Magneto commented: "It doesn't work."

"So that's a failure." Charles put his face in one hand, and his posture became relaxed and casual in front of his old friend, while carefully flipping through the documents while teasing, "And you probably don't know that it is specially designed for our kind of brain development mutants."

Eric directly ignored the subtext of "a mutant with an underdeveloped mind like you won't understand", and said indifferently: "I only know that if it wasn't for this, you wouldn't be captured by those vulnerable soldiers, You don't even have the ability to resist."

Charles raised his eyebrows: "So you watched us being taken away?"

Eric: "I was right there."

Charles: "Including when I was inserted into the brain aspirate?"

Eric frowned: "They installed that kind of thing for you?"

Charles didn't speak, and turned his head to look at Magneto quietly, his blue eyes narrowed with a smile, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Eric: "Of course, even if they really want something to happen to you, I won't do anything."

Charles smiled and looked away: "I know."

He calmly flipped through a page of information and stretched his waist: "So what are you looking for me this time? Playing chess? If I remember correctly, you should still be in a meeting in the Abyss Alliance at this point? The last time you mentioned Been here."

"No one likes to hear a skeleton and a bald man arguing in the conference room over whether to attack the Avengers or Gotham. All I care about is the result."

At this moment, two heavy metal iron balls on the table flew up, hanging in the palm of the man, and he unconsciously spun the two small balls, which was a small movement that Magneto would only have when he felt leisurely.

The topic seemed to be led to another fuse, but Eric did not choose to avoid it: "At least it can make those people suffer."

Probably because of exhaustion, Charles' lowered voice began to become a little hoarse: "I hope the 'those people' here don't refer to all human beings."

Eric: "Why not?"

Charles shook his head with a smile, pulled out a new folder again, and did not speak.

The office fell into silence. After a while, when the exhaustion eroded the nerves to the point where the professor had to temporarily stop and rely on talking to relieve the symptoms, he spoke again: "I often think, Eric."

Eric: "What?"

Charles pinched his brows: "Who will compromise first on our two ideas."

Eric spread his hands: "This is what I find most ridiculous about you, Charles."

He raised Erlang's legs, and without the master's permission, he used his ability to control the metal teapot and poured two cups of brewed scented tea for the two of them. His tone was as casual as chatting with an old friend: "Someone hit you in the face , you still have to shake his hand."

"Otherwise?" Charles picked up the scented tea and looked at Eric, "Are you going against humanity with you?"

Eric took a sip of scented tea expressionlessly: "It should be like this."

"Someone has to do this, Eric, it's not me, it's someone else, the world can't really be ruled by mutants or those villains, so—"

The professor put down the teacup: "You just came to chat with me?"

Eric shook the small teacup before putting a graduation certificate in front of Charles.

Charles glanced down.

That was Song Mo's graduation certificate.

Eric had a nonchalant expression on his face: "I saw it when I passed by Arkham. I remember he was your student?"

Charles... raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "So you really want me to believe that Magneto rushed from Arkham to New York for a piece of my student's diploma?"

Eric didn't change his face: "Yes."

"Okay." Charles put away his diploma.

"Maybe I'll have to trouble Kurt when he wakes up."

……

……

"Sylance Song?"

"Hello."

At the entrance of the financial department of Wayne Group, the female boss in a professional attire looked at Song Mo and pushed her glasses: "You will be late in 3 minutes, and today is only your first day at work."

"Sorry, not in the future."

The female boss looked at the young man in formal work attire in front of her for a while. Although he was almost late, his attitude of admitting his mistakes without being humble or arrogant and making excuses for himself was really hard to make people feel bad. Without all the trust of the department, the boss finally chose to let the young rookie go: "Come with me, and get familiar with the job position."

Fortunately, Song Mo met a very responsible boss. She took him to familiarize him with all the working environments he would come into contact with in the future and patiently explained it. As far as Song Mo's understanding ability is concerned, this is probably a female boss The most worry-free newcomer I have brought so far.

Until there was nothing to talk about, she began to drag Song Mo back, and the topic finally touched on something other than work.

For example: "Miss Laura, usually Mr. Bruce - I mean the boss, is he coming to the company?"

"Come, but very rarely, so far I can count the number of times I've seen her with two slaps."

Speaking of this, Laura gave Song Mo a meaningful look: "But, do you know which employees usually ask this question the most?"

Even though he had already guessed the answer, Song Mo still asked with dignity: "Who?"

Laura: "Those who are trying to be a boss lady or, girlfriend."

Song Mo: "As expected."

Laura: "So what are you asking this for?"

Of course, it is to know in advance to prevent future embarrassing encounters. He can't hope that a reason like "the girl who pointed the gun at you at that time is my sister" can be used to fool Bruce Wayne.

The two still walked forward, Song Mo said casually, "Probably because I want to be the boss's boyfriend? Or boyfriend—"

Laura: "Or staff."

The female boss pushed the young employee towards his office: "Work hard, the boss likes the type of hard work."

Song Mo gestured ok with his back to the female boss.

The two separated here, and no one noticed. At the staircase opposite the office, there stood a tall man who just hung up the phone, and just happened to listen to the entire conversation when he hung up the phone——

Bruce Wayne.

The boss is expressionless.

The man followed the passage back to the office in the next building. It was located on the top floor of the building. The office with cool metallic tones was empty. There was a resignation letter on the desk, which was from his previous secretary. The envelope was a bit bulky. Grey, it can be seen that it has been released for a while.

Sweeping the resignation letter aside, the boss called his subordinate: "Fox, send me a copy of the general plan of the Applied Technology Department for this year."

On the other end of the phone, Fox snorted: "One day, the boss of the Wayne Group finally remembered that he had another group to manage in the midst of his busy schedule."

Bruce: "I just—"

"You don't need to tell me your intentions, Mr. Bruce, let me imagine that at least we have a boss who is willing to come to the company occasionally to sign a few things, it's convenient."

The CEO in a suit rubbed his chin: "Okay."

The files were quickly sent to the computer, and Bruce began to look for the information he needed in the complicated data, and when he turned to get the pen on the pen holder on his right, his eyes unconsciously caught a shadow of an acquaintance .

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window on his right, directly opposite, and obliquely below, you can just see the little accountant working by the window in the financial department.

There is such a coincidence in the world that he not only meets Bruce Wayne when he is wearing women's clothing, but also meets Bruce Wayne at work, and even the office is opposite Bruce Wayne.

Song Mo, a mutant with powerful abilities, has many hidden identities, and he knows most of those identities. This is all Bruce's impression of him.

Now, he is looking at the photo frame on Song Mo's desk—every employee will choose something to decorate their desk in order to be more enthusiastic about work, and now, because the two buildings are very close, he can clearly See what's on the frame.

Inside was a picture of Batman.

Plus the main interface of the computer in a flash, and the poster of Batman.

There is also a wave frequency tablet placed aside, Batman's brain.

And in the upper right corner of the work page covered with reports, there is also a small video box, Batman news.

Finally, there was his briefcase, a black briefcase with a bright gold metal wrap around it, he had to admit that it looked really nice hanging like this, very cool, but that couldn't hide the fact that it was— —

Batman's belt.

Bruce Wayne: "..."

He probably knew about Song Mo's new identity——

A huge Batman fan.

probably.

Song Mo not far away didn't know that he was thoroughly observed on the first day he came to the company, because at this moment he was watching the replay of the Batman news in the upper right corner, frowning tightly.

Completed all the reports at the fastest speed. The financial department of the Wayne Group has always been free to spend the rest of the time after the work is completed. , Song Mo grandly opened the player.

Full screen, zoom in.

Above is a news replay of him and Batman handcuffed together by Penguin's goddamn handcuffs.

In the video, the two were hanging under the helicopter, the connected handcuffs crushed the Joker's watch, and the azure blue light connected to Batman's and disappeared instantly.

The moment he disappeared, his smart watch went completely dark.

Song Mo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

He thinks he probably knows where Bangya, who suddenly disappeared, has gone.

Walking into the toilet cubicle, closing the door, and taking out his cell phone, Song Mo sent a message expressionlessly.

[Eredar]: There is action at night!You must come!

[Mudface]: What do you want to do again...

[Eredar]: I want to find Batman to get back what belongs to me!

……

……

Mrs. Roland's community.

The door of the room was knocked several times. Peter thought Song Mo had come back from get off work, but when he opened the door, he saw a little blue devil with purple skin and engraved scriptures of the Bible.

The little blue devil greeted Peter Parker sunnyly: "Hi, hello, we met last time, when you sent Silance to Xavier."

Peter was stunned for a while before realizing that Silence was referring to Song Mo, and he hurriedly pulled Kurt into the room before he caught anyone's attention.

After some courteous meetings, the little blue devil explained his purpose of coming: "Serance's graduation certificate was left in the college, and I will send it to her."

Peter: "Then put it on the table. I'll tell him when he comes back."

The little blue devil nodded, saw a pair of suit trousers on the table with an ordinary style, probably as long as any man in a suit would have such a pair of trousers, and asked, "Is this from Silence?"

Peter was in the kitchen microwave his quick-frozen pizza, and he replied, "Yes."

So Kurt stuffed the palm-sized graduation certificate into Song Mo's trouser pocket.

If he still noticed, in the two pockets he stuffed, there were also two chapters of playing cards with clown patterns on them.

These were the pants that eredar wore most often.