[Zhenglian] The troubles of bats

But, Lex Luthor? Excuseme?In an instant, Candice's face was as ugly as a sunburned dog.

Candice picked up the hangover medicine silently, and swallowed two pills casually.Anyway, what should be done, what should be done, what should be seen, what should be seen and what should be seen were all realized last night. She is no longer pretentious, and directly lifts the quilt, puts on clothes and skirts with gloves, puts on high heels neatly, and puts someone's Throwing the tie behind him, he grabbed his underwear and stuffed it into the bag, and walked towards the door with steady and proud steps without saying a word.

"I can take you back." Behind him, a bald man's voice even carried a smile that almost made Candice vomit blood.

Candice responded by slamming the door.

Candice walked out of the hotel with a frosty expression. She looked around and flagged down a taxi. As soon as she got in the car, she snapped the soundproof panel on after saying the address, and took out her mobile phone to call a phone call.

"I got his fingerprints, iris replica and DNA. Don't ask me how I got it. I'll talk about the details when I get back." Candice said, putting underwear and underwear into two sealed bags.

Back at the "Gothic" bar, Candice found his newly bought car, took out new underwear from the trunk, and walked into the base, where Dave had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Candice, he still couldn't help asking how she got the other three things without making a fuss.Candice smiled at him, pulled down his collar slightly, and lifted his hair to reveal the marks on his neck and just below his collarbone.

Dave immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming. He looked at Candice with awe-inspiring eyes, and lowered his voice: "Don't you...don't you really hate him?"

"So what?" Candice shrugged his shoulders innocently, took out the underwear he had packed, and ignored Dave's weird expression, "Thank you for giving me such an excuse and opportunity" After drinking Chaos/sex', here, this one has his fingerprints on it. Remember the software I made earlier to prove iris scanners weren't safe?"

Candice calls up a "photo" on her phone and throws it at Dave.This "photo" is only the upper half of Candice and Lex's face, and she was pretending to be drunk and dragged Lex to "take a selfie". A messy state.But in fact, this cannot be called a photo, and the program used to "photograph" is not a real camera program, but an iris copy program. Only when the lens is pulled very close can the success rate of copying be guaranteed.

"You check to see if the copy is complete, there are five in total, and this," Candice took off a bracelet with a round pendant in his hand, and handed the round pendant to Dave, "This It was a blood sample, and he thought I was just scratching him back then."

"Stop, I don't want to know the details of your shit."

"If the blood doesn't work, I think I can..."

"No, no need!" Dave instantly understood the meaning of Candice's unfinished words, and he almost took a big step back in horror, "This is enough."

"Fine, I'm going to take a shower, shit, I have to fuck another man today."

"Please, please..."

But before Candice could figure out where to find "other men", the affair between her and a certain bald head happened to be exposed by a certain paparazzi - the other party showed Lex a few days ago on the "Daily Planet". Last night, the two walked into the hotel to open. This morning Candice left the hotel and got in a taxi, and insisted that the richest bachelor in Metropolis is dating the richest lady in Gotham.

Oh.

Candice looks at the sky, but not at the ringing phone.

"Hello, this is Candice, I'm sorry I can't answer your call right now, please leave a message after the 'beep', it's now, beep—"

'Cam, Tee, Si, I know you're here, don't pretend you didn't hear me, I give you three seconds to answer the phone. '

The voice of a man trying to restrain his anger came from the phone.

... Ah Fu, help! QQ

'1——'

'2——'

'—— 3...'

"Okay Bruce, I know what you're trying to say, yeah, yeah, I fucked Lex Luthor, so what? You think you've never fucked your enemy?"

Candice said, and hung up the phone with a "snap".

Mrs. Luther 09

Candice knew that Bruce would never let it go like this, maybe he would sneak over and tie her back on the pretext of coming to the metropolis for a business trip.But who cares?At least it is impossible for him to appear in front of her now, and she is having a good time now, how could she easily leave the metropolis with him.

Besides, she still had a debt to settle with him, and he actually threatened her male god to stay away from her, and he deprived her of the right to pursue happiness.

That's right, it's a threat. For a person as good as Superman, if it wasn't for Batman's coercion, how could he be so indifferent to a lady who admired him? Well, she really has a good brother.

On the second day after going to Lex Luthor, on the night Bruce called to question him, Candice dragged a man home from the bar.When the two kissed in the bedroom, Candice took a needle on the other's neck, then stripped him and threw him on the bed.

She had gotten feedback from Dave, and now it was time for her second attempt to break through Lex's firewall with Kryptonite.Candice made himself a whole pot of coffee, brought it to the workbench, stretched his fingers, and said to his computer: "I'm coming in, baby."

After a sleepless night, the first light of the metropolis appeared in the sky. Candice drank the last sip of coffee and buckled up the computer with satisfaction.

She had successfully conquered Lex's private firewall, which was said to be no less than the Pentagon. Now, Lex's secrets were in vain before her eyes, and his IT supervisor didn't even know she had entered.This leap put Candice in a good mood, so she patted someone's butt on the bed very politely, and woke up the little brother who had been lying naked on the bed all night. I remember what happened last night and the little brother who accidentally caught a cold was kicked out of the apartment.

"If you're free, can you still call me?" The little brother who was pushed out of the house by Candice before he was fully dressed asked cautiously while standing at the door with an expectant expression on his face.

"Maybe." Candice slammed the door on his face mercilessly.

Despite staying up all night in front of the computer, Candice, who drank a pot of black coffee, was still in good spirits. She took a bath humming a little song, stood in front of the full-length mirror and gestured for several small skirts, and finally chose a VERSACE I put on makeup to cover the dark circles and bags under my eyes caused by staying up late, and happily went to the street in high heels to find a coffee shop for breakfast.

Candice was holding black tea in one hand, flipping through the latest issue of "VOGUE" casually in the other. She looked at the beautiful new clothes and hairstyles on the models, and thought that she should go shopping and get her hair done today to reward herself. As soon as she looked up, she saw Sitting across from him was a man with black hair and blue eyes wearing an expensive suit.

Candice immediately lowered his eyes, elegantly placed the teacup on the porcelain plate, and slowly turned over a new page: "Good morning, Mr. Wayne, it seems that this 'meeting' must be very important to take you all the way Are you going to eat here after flying from Gotham to Metropolis? The breakfast in this restaurant is delicious, but I don’t know if it will be in the eyes of the honorable Lord Wayne.”

"Stop messing around, little candy, look at what you've done, now, pack up my things and go home with me right away." Brucey Baby, the owner of the Wayne Group, who is sought after by countless girls in Gotham and the gossip media, closed his eyes at this moment. Thinking of the playboy's frivolity, with a cold handsome face, frowning, he stared at Candice sternly.

"Oh, dear Mr. Wayne, I seem to recall you saying that I could never set foot again in Wayne House, and I take that to mean that we have no intimacy. Do you think it appropriate to call an unrelated lady that? "

"Enough, don't talk to me in that tone."

"Then how should I speak to you?"

The sudden increase in volume drew frequent glances from the people around him. Bruce glanced at the passers-by, leaned back dejectedly, raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, honey, I know I Shouldn't have said that in the first place, you know I didn't mean it, Wayne House has always been your home, it's just that you shouldn't have wasted your future on an unrealistic guy for Superman, you could have Better opportunities, better education, better friends..."

"Okay, you are now interfering in my social network and circle of friends again, and commenting on my friends without authorization."

"You have passed the age of rebellion!"

"That's right, because you weren't by my side during my rebellious period!"

This is the first time Candice has accused him so bluntly of abandoning her for ten years in front of Bruce. Bruce's body trembled slightly, and he fell into silence. After a long time, he sighed softly: "...Kan Tee, sorry..."

"Hehe, no, you don't have to be sorry, Bruce, you don't owe anyone." Candice's tone was filled with unspeakable sarcasm.

"...But you shouldn't go to someone like Lex Luthor for this... You and I know his true face. He was once at the top of your long blacklist, and now? I know you absolutely I won't be tempted by him, so, what do you want to do, he is more than you think