[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Chapter 44 The Hired Clown

After lunch, a few people enjoyed the comfort after a full meal, and the satisfaction after a full meal made several people not want to talk. Mazanina touched her round belly and stretched out her hand to stroke the dog's head that came closer.

Little Krypton is the most pitiful. The two people who follow science in raising dogs will not feed Little Krypton food with seasonings. The sensible dog drools all over the corner, and then eats the special dog food sent by the manager .

Mazanina was eating delicious food, and she was also eating a kind of dog food—although the cub was too young to know that she was eating dog food.

Kate leaned against the back of the seat, she swiped her phone, and the Metropolis headlines popped up——

Superman emergency rescue bus crashed into the sea, CPR bus driver, miracle - no one was killed!

From the angle where the photo was taken, Superman knelt on one knee and bent down, giving artificial respiration to the bus driver. Kate took a breath and let out a "hiss", and the eyes of the two men fell on her. The screen faced the two of them and said, "Look, Superman kissed someone when he was saving someone!"

To be honest, it took Bruce really exhausted to control his facial expression at this moment.

Clark was still tapping his fingers on his legs just now, complaining in Morse code, saying that he didn’t feel it when he saved people, but he was very happy after saving people. The stench in the lady's mouth, which suddenly became ill, became more and more disgusting.

Crackling, tapping—the frequency is extremely fast.

"This is artificial respiration, Kate!" Clark said in a very complicated tone, and his blue eyes even showed a little aggrieved uncontrollably.

"I know," Kate, who is married and has children, glanced at Clark and joked, "The news says that the bus driver's condition has stabilized, so I can't let me think about it. This is Superman. What do you think, Bruce."

When Clark had "diarrhea", Kate chatted with Bruce for a while. When Bruce needed it, he could be very humorous, and he could shorten the distance between him and others in a short time. The same was true for Kate. She originally Kate felt distanced from Bruce, who did not belong to her class, but Bruce's witty and thoughtful conversation allowed Kate to eliminate this sense of distance.

Kate was good enough to treat him as a normal friend.

Bruce, who was very cautious, glanced at Clark, whose smile was so uncommonly stiff, laughed twice in his heart, and said: "Clark, Kate's words are just a description, besides, this is just an ordinary metropolitan resident Love for Superman, right Kate?"

"Ladies are always right," Clarke said with a sideways glance at Bruce, "Yeah yeah, Superman's kiss that woke Sleeping Beauty up." Kate giggled.

At this time, Kate's cell phone rang, she answered the phone and said, "Callaghan."

Clark heard Gordon's voice on the phone, and Booth called "Bone" in the background. Gordon said, "Agent Callahan, Agent Booth from the Washington FBI Headquarters and Dr. Tempus We have arrived at the scene, and they ask you to come back as soon as possible."

"Okay, no problem." Kate stood up immediately, and she said to Bruce: "Thank you for your hospitality, Bruce, Clark, Agent Booth and Dr. Tempus have arrived, we have to rush there."

Bruce nodded. He picked up the car keys on the table, and raised his hand to throw the car keys to Clark. Bruce said with a hint: "Be careful."

Mazanina waved her hand and said, "Papa, goodbye Aunt Kate!"

"What about you, Bruce, you lend us the car?" Kate asked back.

"My housekeeper will pick us up later." Bruce replied, and Clark guessed in his heart that he probably picked them up, but Mazanina.

"Thanks," Kate said, shaking the key in her hand, "I'll top up your gas tonight."

The detective led her forensic doctor straight to the cemetery of the Catholic Church in the west of the city. When parking, Kate saw a tall and strong man waiting by the side of the parking lot with his hands in his pockets. Seeing the Land Rover driving into the parking lot, Booth saw the deputy clearly. The driver sat Clark, and he waved his hand and said hello loudly: "Hey, Clark!"

Kate asked in surprise while parking the car: "It seems that you not only know each other, but are also very familiar."

"I'm good friends with Dr. Temples." After the car stopped, Clark got out of the passenger driver. He shook hands with Booth who came over, and said, "We're here, thanks for your hard work."

The two agents shook hands and each introduced themselves. Booth said with emotion: "Man, if it weren't for your case, Gotham would be the last place I and Bones would want to come to." Agent Booth clicked his tongue, he Said: "The first time I was robbed at gunpoint in my life was in Gotham. This place is simply a gathering place for scum and a paradise for criminals."

"Who said it wasn't!" Clark responded, "Is Tempy already working?"

"Hehehe, on the way here, Bones told me how you met," Booth put his arms around Clark's shoulders, and the three of them walked towards the grave, Booth said, "I really didn't expect that you knew each other like that! "

"How did you meet?" Kate asked curiously.

"I picked it up." Clark said with a smile: "At that time, Tampy came to Gotham to attend a seminar on human forensic science. After the seminar, people she met in twos and threes asked out for a drink. She got a little dizzy and walked out from the back door of the bar to breathe. , In the back alley, I met a group of hooligans who wanted to take advantage, and I just picked up a cute little guy with round eyes and pepper spray."

Girls are all cute, even the ladies who can spend the night by the mass grave.

"Hahaha!" Booth laughed and said, "Bones told me that she accidentally sprayed you in the face when you came out of the back door of the bar, and then you begged for mercy and squatted down along the wall."

"What do you mean begging for mercy?" Clark pretended to be angry and said, "Did Tanpi write too much and make it up? I'm just showing my identity!"

At that time, Clark's eyes were so hot from the pepper spray that they almost shot out hot eyes. Although it was only a momentary physical pain, it was still very uncomfortable. Tempus was a responsible lady. She escorted Clark into the bathroom of the bar, and it was very painful Carefully washed the eyes of this man who wanted to help but was sprayed head-on.

The three of them walked to the edge of the cordon talking and laughing, and then restrained the redundant expressions on their faces. Clark looked in the direction of the grave, and he saw the coffins that were forked from the grave were collected around the grave. , but couldn't see Tempus, a ladder was erected beside the grave, and Clark's see-through eyes penetrated the soil, and only then did he see Tempus busy at the bottom of the grave.

Clark waved his hands at the other two. He walked to the workbench, skillfully put on a set of the largest one-piece protective suit and gloves, then walked to the edge of the pit, leaned over and shouted: " Tempy, I'm down to help."

The doctor of human forensic medicine heard Clark's voice and looked up: "Hurry up!"

Clark climbed down the ladder, and he saw that Tempus was slowly brushing the mud at the bottom of the pit, the bones were emerging from the mud bit by bit, and the white bones at the bottom of the pit were covered with dark brown that hadn't completely fallen off. Tempus didn't mind, she placed the victim's bones on a flat tarp hanging from a rope like she was holding some treasure.

Clark picked up a brush from the toolbox on the other side of the pit floor, and carefully began digging through the bones on the other side.

It took two people nearly two hours to fully excavate the bones from the soil at the bottom of the tomb. Tempus counted the number of bones. Tempus straightened his waist and said to Clark: "It's finally over. , a total of two hundred and six bones."

At this time, Clark held the brush and brushed a small white piece that turned yellow. The small piece was exposed from the soil. He picked up the white piece with tweezers and quickly recognized that it was a small piece of finger bone. Clark The tweezers in his hand held the bone of the little finger and put it into the glass tray. He turned his head and asked, "Tampi, are you sure you have collected all the bones?"

"Of course." Temps saw the distal phalanx of the little finger on the tray in Clark's hand, and she said in surprise, "This is impossible!"

"I'm sure it's the distal phalanx of the little finger of the human right hand." Clark handed the tray in his hand to Tempus and asked, "What do you think?"

Temps took the glass tray, and she looked down at the finger bones on the tarp. She identified it herself, and said, "The little finger bones here are also human bones."

Clark looked back to where he found the distal phalanx of his little finger. Tempus squatted beside Clark. The two looked at each other. They had a guess in their hearts at the same time. Tempus whispered: "This man is amazing. , this is an incredible clue."

Clark moved closer, and he lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Tampy, you put away the two distal phalanxes of your right hand, and don't make any noise. Kate and I both suspect that there are moles in the Metropolitan FBI branch," Tan said. Puth frowned and nodded, Clark continued, "I want to test it out."

Murder the coroner, steal the body, the closer they are to the murderer, the more dangerous they are.

Tempus asked, "How to test?"

Clark leaned closer to Tempus and whispered in Tempus's ear. Tempus frowned and nodded. Clark said, "You must be extra careful when you stay in the hotel today."

Tempus asked with concern: "What about you?"

"I live in Bruce's house, in a wealthy area of ​​Gotham. The security at his house is very good," Clark said softly. "As for Kate, I will ask the Gotham police to provide full protection at night and other necessary times."

Clark put the two seemingly indistinguishable right distal phalanges into an evidence bag and placed them on the tarp. Tempus yelled at the pit: "We're done, bring the bones up."

The forklift was connected to the rope on the tarpaulin, and the bones were lifted up steadily. Tempus and Clark climbed out of the grave along the ladder one after the other. She stood by the grave and said to Clark: "Clark, follow me Let me do a favor," she said loudly and clearly, and she said, "I'm going to pack up the bones and send them to Jeffersonia's laboratory in Washington, where they have the conditions to conduct in-depth examination of the bones!"

Clark listened to Tempus's exceptionally clear pronunciation, and said, "Okay, let's go!"

An hour later, a courier box marked as a skeleton was handed over to the courier at the Gotham Police Station—the courier box was carefully packed, and the courier took the courier box and left.

Temps watched the courier disappear around the corner of the police forensic room. She glanced at Booth and Kate standing aside, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure the murderer will try to destroy the bones?"

"Not sure," Clark said after a pause, "But, just in case."

Booth raised his eyebrows. Listening to the conversation between Clark and Tempus, he asked, "The courier box that was just taken away by the courier didn't contain bones?"

Clark said: "It's a model of a polyvinyl chloride bone. I brushed some clay and paint on the bone. At first glance, it looks like a rotting corpse."

"If someone really stole the corpse," Booth was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that they will smell something wrong when they burn the corpse?"

Clark said firmly: "They don't know how to burn their bodies. Most of them are buried deep or thrown into the sea."

Booth said, "Are you so sure?"

Facing Booth's questioning gaze, Clark said: "First, all the incinerators in Gotham that can incinerate corpses are under the supervision of Batman, and it is impossible for criminals to have the opportunity to use these incinerators to incinerate corpses; If the body is cremated outdoors, the fire will attract Batman's attention, and criminals definitely don't want to attract Batman's attention."

"Batman?" Booth chuckled, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "This city is really rotten to the bone, and it needs a vigilante to maintain law and order." Because in the police station, Booth lowered his voice, Said: "I told you, the last time I came to Gotham was robbed, I subdued the robber and turned him to the police station, and then, you know, he was released the next day because Not enough evidence!"

Booth cursed: "fuck he has insufficient evidence, now with Batman, these policemen, tsk, are not so courageous, relying on a vigilante, huh," he patted the gun on his waist, Said to Kate: "Agent Callaghan, this is your first time in Gotham, so be careful when you sleep at night."

Booth's attitude towards Batman is different from Kate's. He is in a neutral state, neither worshiping nor resisting. Booth has been to Gotham before, and he knows very well that for Gotham, a city that has almost fallen into the quagmire, there must be a special Batman. The strength of the police can break the previous stalemate in the collusion between criminals and the police.

Kate frowned. She went to the most prosperous business district in Gotham during the day. She felt that this city was not as scary as the people in front of her described, but she patted the hand/gun in the gun/holster on her waist, He replied very cautiously: "Okay, I see."

……

At night, Kate greeted the policeman standing outside the door, and then swiped her card to open the door of the room.

During the day, Booth’s words still made her more vigilant. Kate hooked the safety chain of the room with her backhand and stuffed it into the lock hole, and locked the door of the guest room. Then Kate walked to the TV in the living room. She picked up a glass and put it on On the doorknob across the door—so that if someone opened it, the glass would fall to the floor and the shattering would wake her up.

Kate called her husband and children, and the little girl who could only speak baby words grabbed her cousin's hand, and said a series of baby words to Mommy delicately, waiting for Kate to be reluctant to part with her husband , niece and daughter said not to hang up the phone, it was already 11:30 in the middle of the night.

Before going to sleep, Kate thought about it and put the pistol/gun under another pillow.

At this time, Clark was slumped on the sofa in the living room of the Wayne apartment watching TV. Bruce put the child to sleep and prepared to go to watch the night. He walked out of the little princess's room and walked up to Clark. Bruce asked, "How is it?"

A small part of Clark's super hearing fell on Kate who was staying in the hotel. Clark replied: "Kate and her family have been chatting, and the police at the door are also on duty. Also, I heard the chat with Kate except her Husband, daughter, and a teenage girl."

Bruce said: "That's her niece. Kate's sister and her husband passed away in an accident early on, so she took care of her niece."

Clark thought for a while and asked, "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with the bureau booking the hotel where she lives in the Kaiser Convenience Hotel?"

"I just suspect that the location of that hotel is among those old apartments, and the law and order are not good," Bruce said, with gravity falling on one foot, "However, this partner of yours is not as simple as you imagined." Bruce recalled the records in her file. Bruce said: "She worked in the FBI Quanx Behavior Analysis Team for a year. The BAU contacts are all vicious and vicious serial killers."

Clark raised his eyebrows, and Kate omitted this part of her resume when he described it to him.

"I'm leaving." Bruce glanced at the thoughtful Clark and said, "If you don't want to watch the surveillance, you should be more alert. Ah Fu is also resting now, and he will take care of you in the second half of the night."

The Kryptonian who had been charged by the sun for several days nodded perfunctorily and waved his hand at Bruce. Master Bruce raised his eyebrows. He bent down and picked up the TV remote control from the coffee table, and said, "Recommend a movie for you, sir. It’s a good movie, especially suitable for watching before going to bed.”

The Kryptonian nodded repeatedly, and Bruce put down the remote control and left as if nothing had happened.

The movie started to play, and the title of the opening title flashed past - "The Shining".

The shining.

As the plot of "The Shining" progressed, Clark hugged the pillow in his arms tightly. He scolded Bruce many times in his heart for showing him a horror movie—this is really a movie suitable for watching before going to bed. No more sleep.

And Clark was attracted by the really wonderful horror movie, but the super hearing that can distract slightly kept Clark from being too scared.

Looking at it, the pillow blocked the lower half of his face.

"Ping pong." This was the sound of a hard object falling from the emergency passage of the hotel, and the drowsy policeman on duty suddenly woke up, "Hey, Jim, go and see!" The older policeman said to the young policeman. Said.

And the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground attracted Clark's attention. Clark raised his hand and pressed the pause button on the remote control, raised his hand, and said to the Bat channel: "Batman, there is a situation in the hotel."

"Got it." Batman said.

At the same time, Clark turned his head to look in the direction of the hotel, but there were too many leaden buildings in Gotham, blocking Superman's view. "Bang bang" was another two muffled sounds, which sounded like the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

A voice with a strange emphasis sang softly in the tune of a nursery rhyme used to coax children in amusement parks: "$50, only for one life. White knives in and red knives out, the clown is here to visit you."

Joker is coming from the hell.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi.