The Death Knell

"It's a nice little toy. Although I don't know the principle behind how Luthor made it, but let me think about it, I should be able to control it normally."

Bobo watched Deathstroke put the huge metal ring into his small pocket. The scene that was already common to him could not arouse any curiosity at all. He was smoking a cigarette and talking about the topic of 'mysterious mechanics'. .

He doesn't know much about technology, but no matter what technology is created, he will know how to use it after playing with it for a few times.

This is probably some kind of superpower, right? Just like being super lucky?

"If you want to use it, don't use it here. The power supply here is controlled by Saint Industries. Although I can bring everyone back even if they are trapped in other multiverses, I have no plans to travel to the wasteland recently."

Su Ming said this and carried the orangutan out. After all, he had found the clue, and the next thing would be much simpler.

Detectives and police need evidence, but mercenaries don't. Since Luther doesn't have the guts to lie, then just wipe Saint Industries off the face of the earth.

Su Ming didn't care whether they were getting along with Darkseid or whether there were any subsequent plots. Since there was a suspected threat, he could just take action.

But with Damian and Barbara around, it was a bit inconvenient to do this kind of thing, so I had to go out and get them away first.

"What should we do next?" The girl who didn't know that Deathstroke wanted to abandon her followed the mercenary and asked about the next arrangements while making gestures on the tablet.

"Barbara, I need you to go back to the clock tower and help me investigate all the information about Saint Company." Su Ming simply took out a large bag of various snacks for her, including spicy strips, canned pineapple, instant hot pot, etc. Wilson Company specialty: "Damian, you go over too and protect Barbara's back while she's typing on the keyboard."

Damian frowned immediately. He didn't want to be separated from Deathstroke. The opportunity to be with his biological father was obviously rare. He was either Diana or Harley by his side, and he even hoped that his biological parents could be together.

But reason told him that Deathstroke's decision was right. When Barbara was operating the computer, she often had snacks in her hands and her feet on the table. If someone attacked her from behind, she would not be able to react at all.

Moreover, the clock tower base is not secretive. Damian suspects that the clown even knows the power-on password of the computer there. Because of what happened back then, Sister Ba will now trigger phantom pain when seeing the clown, which is so severe that she can't move due to back pain.

So he hugged Deathstroke's waist like a koala and accepted the task arrangement without saying anything. This is how a good boy should be.

On the other hand, Barbara looked at Deathstroke, then at the snacks, and said tangledly: "I want to act with you. Batman has been busy with other things recently, and Chengli has become too quiet since the clown and the joke. It’s not easy to..."

"Be obedient, your electronic warfare technology is very important next. You need the supercomputer in the clock tower." Su Ming smiled and touched Barbara's brown hair, and brushed his fingers over the pointed bat ears: "Now we don't know Whether Saint Industries has anything to do with Darkseid or not, the Justice League also needs evidence if they want to completely bring down a company backed by the U.S. military."

While talking, everyone walked into the elevator. The garbage basket that seemed to be likely to fall at any time once again sent everyone into the underground sewage treatment facility with difficulty.

"Huh, okay, since the Justice League needs me." Barbara felt a little regretful. She patted Deathstroke's arm and smiled: "But isn't Cyborg usually responsible for network investigations at Zhenglian?"

"He has been infected by a virus recently. Mr. Miracle is checking him out. We don't have time now." Su Ming took off his cloak and asked him to send bats and birds to the clock tower first: "So not only me, but also the Justice League depends on Come on, come on."

"I will!" Barba stepped onto the flying carpet and clenched her fists in front of her chest. After listening to the call of justice, she immediately felt that she had a mission on her shoulders.

At this time, personal emotions and thoughts are not important, for the sake of justice!

With a whoosh, the cloak and the two of them disappeared on the way they came. Su Ming carried the little gorilla around slowly, preparing to find a manhole cover to dig out.

"Fuck~~~" Bobo took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it in the darkness. The orangutan saw through everything. After all, he was not a child. He lay next to Deathstroke's ear and whispered: "Okay, Slade, you Now that you’re done with it, are you going to do something cruel and dark next?”

"Do you understand again?" Su Ming touched the orangutan's head, took out a cigarette and smoked with him: "It is true that I plan to play some interesting games. Damian should be able to accept it, but Barbara It’s quite annoying, so let’s just let the two siblings go to have midnight snacks, and I’ll replace them with a clever little guy who joins the team.”

Even without a cloak, Su Ming, who had cosmic energy, could still move at faster than light speed. He only slowed down while carrying a hairy monkey. But while he was talking, he found a manhole cover and skillfully climbed up the wet ladder. Arrived next to the reservoir.

The sea breeze blew from the sea with a chill, and there was a salty smell mixed with chemicals. The rain fell harder, so that the lighthouse on Arkham Island in the distance looked hazy.

"Little clever guy?" Bobo rolled his eyes, because people described by Deathstroke in this way are often not normal people.

Su Ming flew to the concrete embankment and tapped his ear as a formality: "Adjutant, what is Harley doing now?"

The adjutant's projection immediately appeared in front of him. The beautiful doll raised his arms and crossed his fingers in front of him, and replied with a smile:

"Sister Aphiral is doing the mission, and Ms. Quinn has been playing around from beginning to end. Now she is being chased by the Fellowship of the Ring because she ran away with the One Ring."

As he spoke, the adjutant switched the screen and projected the progress of another universe for the chief to watch.

I saw Harley laughing while driving a pink convertible car. Poison Ivy sitting in the passenger seat was still wearing sunglasses, and their long hair was flowing freely as the car was speeding.

As for the two of them, Gandalf and Frodo were chasing after them on giant eagles, and behind the Fellowship of the Ring, the Nazgul Cavalry were also riding black pegasus to chase the two groups in front...

"Seriously, is this Middle-earth from "The Lord of the Rings"?" Bobo looked like his blood pressure was rising. He quickly took out the bottle and took a sip, then reached out to touch his trachea: "Your woman has been ruined again. A masterpiece.”

Su Ming saw Harley smiling so much that her tongue stuck out of her mouth. She also smiled and shook her head, not commenting on Bobo's statement.

At most, the little madman created a new parallel world, because her choices were not enough to rewrite a real masterpiece. But I didn’t expect that the orangutan is also a fan of fantasy literature. Is he a fan of Tolkien?

That's right, if a gorilla who doesn't know magic joins the magical world, he must know a lot of magic settings. "The Lord of the Rings" still has a high status in magic novels, and the story can always stimulate people's imagination.

"It's good that she's happy, but she probably prefers to go back to Gotham to play. Besides, I also need Poison Ivy's ability to tear down buildings and kill people silently. If I do it myself, the movement will be a bit big. Then Batman I can’t live with my face.”