At the same time, there is a small apartment in a bustling big city on Earth.It's been a few years since the building was built, and the red bricks of the façade have been turned color by the sun, but thanks to the fact that the Metropolis didn't 'completely' fall during the sinking event, the buildings here are relatively intact.In the subsequent turmoil, there is still the Superman family in the city to maintain, so large-scale destruction events also did not happen, and occasionally there were some vendetta murders, but the culprits were always caught quickly.The living conditions here are undoubtedly much better than those in Gotham, and while the stairwells are equally dusty and smelly, at least there is no graffiti on the walls, and no suspicious people dressed like a gang of waste bandits roaming around.Outside the residential area, a woman wearing glasses and a tube skirt is crossing the street, looking worried but keeping her tone steady on the phone."
No, Mom, the job interview turned out badly, and the businesses at Met would rather believe Superman's word than my ex-boss."
The woman gestured her middle finger to the car honking its horn and walked briskly across the zebra crossing: "I'm now a tainted person, and some people in black suits are sitting in the car, just so blatantly parked in front of my apartment." ”With that, she sighed and turned her head to look at the slowly trailing vehicle behind her.Just as she said, there were two middle-aged men sitting in the car, not only wearing black suits, but also sunglasses, and those two expressionless faces stared at her every move.Although they seem to be FBI, the temperament of these people is darker, full of blood, and they don't even mean to hide.Speechless, she pushed open the door to her apartment and headed upstairs, even though she was questioned by a department and explained that she didn't know anything, who would have believed that Lex Luthor's chief secretary would know nothing about everything?
Well, she admits that she lied, because she knew that the people who approached her and spied on her were not from the FBI, but from a more secretive government agency, the Sky Eye Society.But don't tell your mother, because no parent wants their child to be involved with a secret agent.Walking on the stairs, in addition to the footsteps of high heels, there was also the nagging of her mother, which made her feel sore ankles and her heart was full of exhaustion.She doesn't have much savings, as Americans do, after all, as the secretary of a big boss like Luther, she has to spend money on high-end clothes and jewelry in order not to lose face in the company when socializing with the outside world.But the boss, Luthor, disbanded the company and died on the TV news.At this juncture of hardship and social economic recovery, there is no way to quickly cash in those luxury goods, after all, 60% of the earth's population is still hungry with potatoes.It's not that there is no way to cash out, it's just that she can't bear it.The haute couture evening dress skirt I bought for $60,000 last year can only be exchanged for a bag of flour when I send it to the pawnshop, can you change it?
She had to quit her former luxury villa and live in an affordable community, squeezing the bus when she went to interview for a job, because her own luxury car had been taken away as collateral by the bank.But I didn't know what the mother on the other side of the phone said, she suddenly shook her head: "I won't go back, Mom, I graduated from Harvard and went back to the countryside of Kansas to drive a tractor?"
No, I'm going to stay in the Met, there's a high-paying job here, and I'm going to make a good living. ”"There was a lot of talk on the other end of the phone."
No, Gotham can't think about it, and although Wayne Enterprise is well paid, I'm going to die on the streets in that city.Star City is not good, the only thing I can fancy is Quinn Industries, but their boss often disappears after running for mayor, this kind of business has no future. ”The room she rented was on the third floor of the apartment, a floor that was neither high nor low, she was very experienced, after all, there were always aliens who came to fight Superman, and living in a high-rise building was simply looking for death.The third floor is more suitable, second only to the single-family houses on the hillside in the suburbs, this floor will not be hit by meteorites, nor will it be flooded, and it will not cause confusion.Of course, don't think about what kind of carpet can be laid in the corridor of this level of apartment, even the security guard on the first floor is a decoration, the fat man will only play with his mobile phone in the gatehouse, and someone will come in without looking up.But she is still satisfied with this living environment, after all, passing by the door of a house, through the thin door panel, she can hear not screams or gunshots, but the sound of programs on the TV, or the cry of children who don't know which house.At least with the breath of a living person, it is not easy to survive a series of events.On the way back, she saw the news on the bus and the on-board TV, saying that mushroom zombies had attacked humans in many other cities.Fortunately, there is nothing going on in the Metropolis.Although she doesn't know why, nothing is good, which strengthens her determination to stay in the city.It was not easy to talk on the bus, but after getting off the bus, she quickly called her hometown, and after making sure that her parents were okay in Kansas, she was relieved, and then she faced her parents' old routine.It is impossible to go back to her hometown, she has been 'drifting' for so many years, although she is now encountering some difficulties, but she does not want to give up.I don't know if I was persuaded by her, there was suddenly no sound on the other side of the phone, she took out the key from her bag to open the door, and clipped the phone to her shoulder with her face: "Hey?
Mom?
Are you listening?
”But the moment she opened the door, she found that there were traces of someone breaking into the room where no one should have been, the bathroom door was wide open, and the carpet in the bedroom was thrown into the living room.Her heart tightened, she put away the phone, and took out a ray pistol from her satchel.This is something that her former boss gave her for self-defense, she didn't use it, but she knew that all she needed to do was point the skyline-like coil at the target and press the button on the handle of the gun.At this time, there was a dazzling red light shining out of the bedroom door, and some metal collision sounds could be heard.She gently took off her shoes, and her stockings moved silently on the floor, her toes hooked, a sign of nervousness.Immediately, she jerked up at the bedroom door and pointed her gun at the person inside.But in the next second, her eyes widened, and the hand holding the gun instantly lost its strength, and the air in her lungs scrambled through her vocal cords, making her sing like a soprano."
Ahhhhh!!
hhBecause she thought the boss was dead, she was standing in her bedroom at this time, fiddling with a terminal that she didn't know where to get it, but at first glance it had a lot of screens and was very high-tech.It's just that he is frighteningly pale, he doesn't look like a living person at all, and even the eyes on his face are pitch black, like some kind of monster."
Don't shout, Mossy, it's very unsightly."
Luthor turned his head to look at her calmly, as if this was not some cheap apartment for a secretary, but the president's office with a small view of the mountains in the past.