American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

The continuous snowstorm has caused transportation problems in all cities, most businesses are closed, and people are staying at home.

Even in a city without snow, the cold air makes the locals very uncomfortable. Compared with running out to the streets in the middle of the night and freezing, it is more comfortable to stay at home and watch TV.

There is only one exception, that is outside the gate of the mayor's residence in the metropolis. At this time, this wide street is full of traffic, and all kinds of luxury cars are parked there.

Not far from the helipad on the roof of a high-rise building, the aircraft was overcrowded. In such weather, people who came by car ended up in the wrong place. Therefore, the mayor, the organizer of this charity dinner, and the man named Luther Entrepreneurs are all welcoming visitors on the tarmac.

If there is one helicopter among so many that is an absolute star, it must be the one bearing the Wayne family logo.

Bruce, who was wearing a suit, stepped down from the helicopter. The cold wind on the roof was blowing his hair constantly. He turned around and helped Selena down.

A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair on the temples but still looking energetic walked up, patted Bruce on the shoulder enthusiastically, and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Wayne, the last time we met was at the star exhibition competition. Bar?"

Bruce smiled and hugged him, and said, "Yeah, Mr. Luther, I remember that in that charity exhibition game, you donated money..."

"Just call me O'Neill."

The middle-aged businessman named Lionel walked forward with Bruce in his arms, and said as he walked, "Don't say that, this is what I should do. Of course, entrepreneurs like us with a sense of social responsibility will not stand by and watch the disaster, no? ?"

The two walked in along the entrance on the roof of the building. Bruce looked at the interior of the building and said, "This building is yours now? I remember the last time I came here, it was a...what is it called... …I forgot."

Lai Onnell still smiled modestly, he said, "Oh, yes, this was originally the base camp of a cruise ship merchant, but his business is not booming recently, so I bought it here."

Said, the two of them took the elevator to the downstairs, then walked along the lobby through a small garden, and came to the mayor's mansion next to it, Lai Onnell still said with a smile: "The biggest advantage is that it is far from our respect. The mayor is close enough, isn't it?"

"Yeah, if you're partying in this building, the mayor can even take a bottle of champagne and spray it from your bedroom into your room."

Bruce was still joking proficiently, and Selena just silently took Bruce's arm and followed him forward. Bruce's cheerful state made Selena feel that his hair was standing on end.

"The matter of the last mayoral election..." Bruce lowered his tone, and brought it up in a low tone. He looked around and said in a low voice, "It's better not to mention it here, that's not it. What a glorious thing."

"Seven of the candidates for the mayoral election last time were spies sent by various countries..." Lai Onnell continued to turn his head left and right, lowering his voice, and said, "If it wasn't for the last election, At that time, several candidates were assassinated, and their true identities were discovered during the investigation of the murder case, and we were all kept in the dark."

"Then the current mayor..."

Leonel shook his head, sighed, and said, "Who knows? They're pretty much everywhere."

"Oh, by the way, when I mentioned this, I forgot to remind you that there may be some security checks at the door of the banquet later. You know, those annoying security agents..."

"Since the last election, the FBI has been staring at them like they're spies."

Bruce showed an extremely disgusted expression, but it quickly subsided, but this flashing expression was still captured by Leonel.

He patted Bruce on the back and said, "I, like you, don't like being searched. Later, I will say hello to the mayor's staff. They will only check on a routine basis, not carefully. "

After saying that, the two came to the door of the mayor's mansion, Lai Onnell stepped forward, and said a few words to one of them. Several agents crossed their hips and looked at the group of people up and down. Finally, A female agent came up, checked their clothes symbolically, and let them go.

"Whose people are they?" Bruce asked back to O'Neill.

"They claim to be the FBI, but I don't think it should be. It may be the CIA group. They have no law enforcement power in the federation, so they can only use other people's names."

Walking into the center of the venue, the lights are brilliant, the table is covered with a gorgeous tablecloth, with a slightly swaying tassel below, the glasses are placed in a tower, champagne flows from above, and silver candle holders are placed on both ends of the long table. , sumptuous food is full of color and flavor, and rich and famous people in various dresses are holding wine glasses and talking to each other.

After chatting with Bruce for a while, Lai Onel left. Bruce took Selena's arm and talked to her in a low voice, mainly warning her not to stare at other people's gems all the time.

Bruce took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and looked around the venue. His eyes fell on Laonnell again, and he saw Laonnell striding towards another figure, just before him. When Bruce's eyes fell on the figure, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, you are Professor Rodriguez, right?" Laonel stepped forward and shook hands with Schiller, who had just entered the venue. Schiller nodded and said, "Mr. Luther, I have long admired the name. "

"Just call me O'Neill." O'Neill's face always seemed to have the very polite but not annoying smile on his face.

Before Schiller could speak, he continued: "I was fascinated by your recent new paper on dreams and consciousness. I never thought that human dreams could be explained in this way."

"Professor, your research results have opened a new world for me and my son, especially my son Lex, who is very interested in this theory and is eager to learn..."

"Actually, as a matter of etiquette, I should have communicated with you for a few months before inviting you to a dinner party I hosted, but recently, Lex is obsessed with this theory, so I have to take the liberty to send you an invitation letter, Hope you can enjoy the..."

Laonel used the polite words used by many businessmen, which made him appear very polite and sincere, but there was still a little pride in his smile. Obviously, the Luther family was no worse than any super family in the world. Anyone who is favored by this family should be proud.

Schiller nodded, showing a smile and said, "I'm glad I can find my friends here. If it's a normal situation, I'd be happy to stay here for a few days and communicate with people who have the same interests as me, but , I'm a little concerned that..."

Saying that, Schiller looked back and glanced at the other agents at the door. He stroked the back of his hand, lowered his head and said, "When I came in just now, their formation was so terrifying, I almost thought I was going to enter. In some secret base, Mr. Luther, what the **** is going on?"

Laonel heard a hint of dissatisfaction in Schiller's tone, and he quickly explained: "I'm sorry, is it because those people have a bad attitude towards you?"

As he said that, he shook his head helplessly and said with an indignant expression: "I heard that you worked in the Metropolis for a while and gave lectures at the Metropolitan University. Scandals about the campaign have been heard..."

"The homicide case against the candidate has been delayed for a long time, and the FBI has no choice but to contact the FBI. However, a series of spies were found in this investigation. The public's trust fell to the bottom, and the entire municipal system was in trouble. …”

Leonel sighed deeply and said, "At the time, my business was also affected a little bit, but fortunately I survived."

With that said, he turned to look at the group of agents, and said, "Since then, this group has a legitimate reason to stay here, check everyone they see, and treat everyone as a spy. suspect."

"Yes... I heard about that." Schiller's tone was low, and he said: "I was also forced to be involved at that time. A vice president of Metropolitan University was taken away for investigation. More than 20 professors have been listed as suspects, and the involvement is too broad..."

Lai Onnell flicked his eyes from side to side, and then made a look, motioning Schiller to follow him in. The two came to the center of the banquet hall and farther away from the group of agents. Lai Onnell lowered his voice. The voice said: "I don't know if you know, this matter is actually very complicated~www.readwn.com~ It is also related to the great country in the distance. It is the result of multi-country wrestling, and we are all victims..."

"Don't talk about this." Schiller seemed to have more than one season in his mind and was reluctant to talk about it. Seeing Schiller's attitude, Lai Onel changed the subject and said, "Thanks to this, many talents have left. Metropolis, but after a successful change of mayor and my company weathered the crisis, a lot of people came back."

"I also invited them to this dinner."

"Of course, I don't hide it from you. I hope that more people can return to this city. The dark time has passed, and I believe that the future will get better and better."

"My Healing Game"

There were some reserved hints in Laonel's words. Schiller understood what he meant and said: "To be honest, the Metropolis was indeed a very good city before that happened."

"I don't really want to say that, but if Gotham is a comparison, it's heaven everywhere, and the weather and traffic system in that city is horrible."

The two talked a lot about this topic, and they talked about Bruce again. Knowing that Bruce is also Schiller's student now, La Onel's smile became more sincere.

Talking about this, Schiller seemed to suddenly remember and said, "Oh, by the way, I heard on the radio this morning that there are some serial murder cases here, what's going on?"

Lai Onnell hesitated for a moment and replied, "Indeed, there is indeed a case of serial murder, but..."

"boom!

!

"

There was a loud noise, chaotic screams sounded, Schiller turned his head, and a black shadow fell from the sky and landed in the center of the banquet hall——

That's the mayor of the Metropolis.

Or rather, the mayor's corpse.