[Superman] The villain brother is too stealthy

"Batman is on the front page." Alfred, who was driving, handed over a newspaper behind him, "and Bruce Wayne is on the eighth page."

"Oh, this is really unfortunate news." Gabriel, who was sitting next to him, was holding a hot water bottle, his face was pale, but he was much better than at night.

"I don't think it's worth laughing at." Bruce handed her the entertainment headline, "Think about how to face your brother first."

Gabriel squinted and took the newspaper, which had a huge color photo printed on it, a... huge color photo of Bruce Wayne twirling at a prom with her in his arms.

"...don't you think that the pedophile statement... is a bit bigger than my problem?"

"I don't think so."

Gabriel: "... Well, it's true. Lex won't believe that I really want to be with a playboy who is seven or eight years older than me. I dare say he must be joking at this time The Gotham Daily is unreliable."

"Oh~" Bruce nodded perfunctorily, "I understand."

Gabriel: "..."

(Smallville, Lex approaches snarling: "I'm going to kill that bastard Bruce Wayne!!!")

"Most people think the guy who crashed into the truck with the Batmobile was Batman." Bruce changed the subject.

"I don't mind." Gabriel smiled. "Gotham belongs to your sphere of influence. I'm just a... helper who didn't play a big role? It doesn't matter. I won't be a hero anyway. You know. Gabriel Luthor, just Gabriel Luthor, no hidden identity."

"I'm still curious about your powers." He said in Bruce Baby's voice, not Batman's, "but you won't say it."

"It's a little reservation of mine. After all... I don't want to be treated as a psychopath one day." She rubbed her temples helplessly, "I didn't expect you to believe me. But please abide by the agreement , I need time to grow."

"Extravagant hope?"

"It is indeed a luxury."

"When you really step into this profession, Gabriel, you will find that you only have two choices: persistence or death. Therefore, when you are not sure whether you will guard a city, you'd better remember, Don't destroy your own city." His voice was very low, just like his usual voice.

Gabriel shrugged nonchalantly.

She is destined not to be a hero, not to mention, there is already Claire, right?

"Master Bruce, you have been working for ten hours straight."

The fire at Wayne Manor did not spread to the Batcave, and the entire Batcave is still intact.Bruce, who was sitting in front of the screen, twitched his chin and remained motionless.

"Since Miss Luther left, you have been staying in the Batcave. So it seems that you are really as unknown as the newspaper said?"

"Ah Fu..." Bruce's voice was somewhat helpless, "I promised Luthor not to spy on her, but to some extent, she is too enthusiastic."

"You also have a very high opinion of Mr. Lex Luthor. Your memory has declined to the point where it is no better than an old man, right?" Alfred remained serious.

Bruce's voice was choked: "Gabriel Luthor...is different from her brother." People with such eyes are usually not so enthusiastic.It was as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.She saved herself not out of the good quality of being helpful.To be honest, if the girl who was traveling with her was going to save someone who didn't know good or bad, or even someone with a bad reputation, he wouldn't doubt it.She pressed on afterward, not allowing herself a peek into her life, perhaps not because she feared her own ability to discover her.

In other words, Gabriel Luthor has already demonstrated her ability to some extent.

Coming out of the explosion, she didn't seem to be injured, but she was in great pain; when she was drawing blood, the needle tip could easily pierce her skin; Well, she didn't go into the Batcave when she knew her identity - that's when everyone should have curiosity, if she can easily find out the secret.

And finally, she said open her head.

Is it possible to think that all of Gabriel Luthor's abilities come from her brain, similar to a kind of central control.Her body itself doesn't have any abilities, but it can achieve some kind of... supernatural effects through certain commands.But it must be established when she is conscious.

If so, what is her ceiling?In other words, what can she do?

Also, is she trying to protect herself, or someone else?

It's really interesting, isn't it?

Smallville Township.

Just getting out of the taxi has exhausted my courage.

Gabriel thinks he wants to turn around and go to Gotham right now, where Bruce helps him build Wayne Manor.

Of course, Lex had seen her.

At that moment, Gabriel wanted to cry—brother, you are really a real brother, and you are all in the garden dealing with documents. Have you ever thought about how your office feels?If you don’t think you need such a big office, why not use it as a cloakroom for me, really, or I’ll turn it into a game room.

But it's useless to say these things at this time, she could only squeeze out the few courage from her cells, and walked towards Lex with a miserable smile: "Lexie..."

"After you made a mistake, you still haven't changed the habit of subconsciously calling me Lexie." He put the document back in his hand, put down his pen, crossed his hands, and looked at Gabriel. "And you always call me Lexie when you already know you're wrong."

"Oh..." She scratched her hair, feeling that she should just call him Lex to show that she was not wrong, "I'm back."

"Oh... I think you should have an explanation for the headlines in the Gotham Daily's entertainment section." He laughed. But if you act in a play like this, you don’t need to talk about it.”

"It's just acting." It's just that it's not for my father to watch. "In short, I have already solved the Gotham matter, can you let me rest peacefully for a while?"

"So you found out Batman's identity?"

"What?" Gabriel's eyes widened, "How do you know..."

"You found a helper who can't lie." Lex leaned back, with a smile on his brows, "So you found out? You know, I can always know if you're lying."

"I've found it." She broke the can and threw it.Frustrated, he sat across from Lex, picked up Lex's cup to drink water, but found that it contained plain water, and felt a little puzzled, "Anyway... I promised the other party not to reveal his identity, so I think I should still be a person who keeps my word. Also... the best thing should be that he doesn't know Claire's ability."

"If you can't do this, I'll just lock you up in the basement without seeing the light of day." Lex was annoyed, "Since you want to guarantee the identity of Batman, what conditions did he promise you?"

"Not going to interfere with the problems here in Metropolis. I have a hunch, Lex, that sooner or later, Batman will see more than Gotham, so I need a commitment when Claire and I aren't ready to expose our abilities." .And I believe that even if Batman knows something that he shouldn't know, there is no way to get it out and make it right. After all...he promised me."

She couldn't tell if it was self-soothing or something else.

Batman doesn't care about these, but this is the only thing she can do now.If the other party follows the clues, it is only a matter of time before they find Claire's unusualness.

"He doesn't care about that."

"I know."

"I have studied his behavior pattern, Gabriel. The other party lives in the upper class of Gotham and has a lot of money. If I want to get his identity, it shouldn't be very difficult. But you don't Moral kidnapping should be used. Batman may not kill, but he is by no means a trustworthy person." Lex grabbed his sister's hand helplessly, "Your hero complex should be put aside. Besides... since you really You're acting with Bruce Wayne, so I don't know what kind of contract you made with him. It should please Father, just remember not to overdo it."

"I see." Gabriel nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that he had finally escaped a level, and then there were other more serious questions, "Then... Lex, I think we should have a chat Talk about your drinks. No whiskey or coffee, that's not your style."

Lex: "...I just met a very interesting work partner. You should be very interested. His name is Ray Palmer. You should be very interested. His personality is also much better than Bruce Wayne."

Gabriel: "Lex, you changed the subject too bluntly, so what's going on? I've only been in Gotham for less than ten days."

"...a little thing. Remember Amanda?"

"A good friend of yours, but I haven't been in touch since three years ago. I remember her fiancé died. What does this have to do with your hands?"

"Amanda killed her fiancé by mistake. As a friend, I did something wrong."

Gabriel nodded thoughtfully: "Father was furious about what happened three years ago, because you made him spend a lot of effort to solve the matter, so it has nothing to do with you at all. Father might not be angry if he knew What is it like?"

"You can stop laughing at your father for a while. I'm pretty laughable about it too - Amanda and I haven't been in touch again, but she committed suicide because of it. And her brother thinks it's It has something to do with me, because I killed Amanda's fiancé. Then..."

"... Claire didn't go in time? This is really something to be ridiculed. Tell Claire?"

"Croy found out. I think his original intention was to keep Claire away from me, but it backfired." I have to say that my brother's expression at this time is indeed a bit embarrassing.Gabriel felt that he should find a way to appease (mock) comfort (sarcasm) Croy, which is more in line with his usual practice, although this supplement is a bit too much.