After dialing the phone, a nice female voice came from the other side. Although it was already midnight, the other party was still full of energy and I didn't know where the motivation came from.
Maybe it's money? Luther is actually pretty good to his staff, and he's quite willing to throw away money.
"Is this Miss Moxi? I'm Deathstroke, let your boss answer the phone." Su Ming leaned against the door frame of the secret room and motioned for others to check the room first to see if there are any clues.
The woman opposite let out a soft exclamation, but quickly regained her composure: "Ah, it's Mr. Deathstroke, but our boss went out with Superman from the Justice League and they just went out not long ago."
"Okay, okay, then I'll contact Superman. Good night."
Su Ming's expression was a little weird. Luthor's bald head was sued not long ago, but now he is completely whitewashed and turned into a hero? And he went to the Hall of Justice with Zheng Lian for a meeting? What on earth did he feed Superman?
medicine?
But whether it was Zheng Lian or Superman, it had nothing to do with him. Even if Clark wanted to marry Luthor, Su Ming would only smile and applaud.
Let them do whatever they like.
"Adjutant, blast communication, please connect me to the communication room over at the Hall of Justice."
"Okay Sheriff."
The adjutant responded immediately and quickly completed the communication. The Hall of Justice is located in a high-dimensional space somewhere in outer space. There is definitely no mobile phone signal there, but as long as it is within the Sky Blood Layer, sound blast communication is always useful.
Su Ming simply turned the strangle into a projection lens, directly upgraded the communication process to a video phone, and projected it on the wall for everyone to see.
The communication was quickly connected, but the person who appeared in the camera was not the Superman he was looking for, but the black presidential Superman.
It was considered acquaintance. Su Ming exchanged greetings with the other party, and the black man quickly found Karak from Earth 0.
How should I put it, even if a few people were deep underground in the dam, when Superman appeared, his smile was like sunshine blinding several people's eyes, and even Damian couldn't help turning his head to avoid it.
The breath of brilliance and justice.
No matter how far away we are, Superman is still Superman, and when people see him, they feel like they are about to be spiritually purified.
"Slade, what do you want from me? We are in a meeting here, and it's not good that the meeting is interrupted because of me." Superman smiled and said hello, and honestly told what he was doing:
"Oh, Barbara and Damian are here too, where are you?"
"Of course it's in Gotham. You can probably guess it when it's so dark, right?" Su Ming shook his head speechlessly. Sometimes Superman looks silly because he is too real: "Also, call them Batgirl and Robin,
We are on a mission, so don’t call us by your real names.”
"Okay, my fault, I'm sorry." Superman smiled and touched the back of his head, looking very embarrassed: "By the way, what's the matter? I can't stay away for too long."
"To be precise, we have something to do with Luthor. Also, why did you think of taking him to the Hall of Justice for a meeting?" ** squatted on Deathstroke's shoulder. As an orangutan who was ignored by Superman because his skin was too dark, he hurriedly spoke.
Show your teeth to prove your presence.
"Ah, I'm sorry, the lighting over there is too bad, I didn't see you, Detective Orangutan."
Superman apologized again, his face full of sincerity, and then his expression became serious and he replied:
"I think everyone has a chance to change over, and Lex is no exception. He may have done some wrong things, but he has now given up on the path of destruction and is willing to become a better version of himself with us, so
I think he should be given a chance to become a good person."
Su Ming slapped his butt with his backhand. Did I ask you to ask this? Have you never heard Superman talk about truth or something?
"Stop, I understand, anyone has the possibility to do good. You are right, it is really wonderful." Deathstroke waved his hands repeatedly, interrupting Clark who wanted to speak at length: "But I am not a member of Zhenglian, you and I
I can’t tell you, can you call Luther over now?”
Superman nodded and took a few steps back: "Don't embarrass him, he has really changed for the better."
Su Ming rolled his eyes. It seemed that Superman had no idea what Luthor was doing secretly.
That's right, even Batman has sneaked to Earth 40k to investigate a few times, and Clark is also kept in the dark.
The red and blue tights exited the screen, and a bald man wearing a white suit and purple tie appeared in the center of the screen. Luther seemed to be in a good mood, at least he was smiling happily.
"Good evening Slade, why are you looking for me? If you just want to chat, I can see you when we have time after dawn. By the way, we haven't had dinner together yet, right?"
"It's okay to have dinner together, but I probably won't have time tomorrow. Let's talk about business first. Come on, take a look at this circus fire ring. Do you recognize it?"
Su Ming walked towards the ring-shaped machine in the center of the room, strangulating to ensure that the image was projected steadily on the wall.
The bald head didn't even need to look carefully, and immediately agreed: "Yes, I made this thing. It happened a long time ago. I can't remember why I made it. But during that time, I made it."
It’s also given as a gift.”
It's not that Luther can't remember clearly, but it's hard to explain where he is. This thing was the thing he used to capture Star Man and kill himself in other parallel worlds.
If I say this in the Hall of Justice, I'm afraid Superman will hear me again. Being heard will be troublesome.
He didn't need to elaborate, he just needed to let Deathstroke understand that this thing was one of the gifts he gave out when he launched the Year of the Villain.
Since you can give death ray weapons to office white-collar workers to kill their bosses, and alien flamethrowers to housewives to kill their husbands, then is it normal to give them a multi-portal portal?
At that time, in order to portray himself as a hero, he was willing to put the blame on Zheng Lian.
"It's good that you know each other. I know you registered those gifts when you distributed them. Tell me, who did you give them to?" Su Ming took off his mask and touched a cigarette to light it. The smell of dust here was a bit strong.
, cover it up a little.
"I really don't know who I gave the gift to." Luther smiled and shook his head. He also pointed to the position of the machine on the screen: "It was all my impulsive mistakes, but I will not give it to others."
The gift was tampered with and left a backdoor because I am not Batman."
After hearing Luther's words, Barbara's little mouth tilted to one side, and she thought again about the secret door on the top of the bell tower.
Su Ming, who didn't believe this at all, took a puff of cigarette and smiled at the same time as Luther, shaking his head and saying with a sad expression:
"Lex, my friend, we are all adults, and we all know that Santa Claus is a trick. A good father pretending to be Santa Claus will always arrange for the children to get the gifts they want. After Christmas Eve, the next day
The next morning, what appeared in the children's socks was not a surprise, but a prop that had been planned for a long time. Now, instead of pursuing the responsibility, you just need to tell me the name of the older child who you arranged to receive this prop.