Chapter 2570

The next second it left, the prison door opened again, Batman dragged his black cloak into the prison from the dark corridor, like a dark cloud in the night.

He went to see the clown in the cell for the first time, then began to check the ash heap in the hall, and then stood up in silence.

"Bruce, you call me?"

The red and blue figures appeared behind him, and Superman arrived.

Originally, he was on the other side of the world cleaning up some problems left over by laughter, but he heard Batman's call and rushed back.

"Something bad happened. We lost 60 defense robots. The clown died and the red tornado died." Batman is concise and direct. Instead of his own analysis, he wants to hear Superman's opinion.

What can Superman think? With Batman around, everyone else gives up thinking as usual.

He was silent for a few seconds, sniffing hard, but he couldn't smell anything and wasn't very sad.

Because the red tornado is a robot, the body is renewable, as long as the program backup in the base is still there, this is not the end.

As for the death of one of the clowns... Clark doesn't know what to do with his face. He can't understand the strange relationship between Batman and the clown. Naturally, he doesn't know whether he should be relieved or let his teammates be sad.

So he changed the subject abruptly:

"well, do you know who did it? "The death knell?"

Superman, this is guessing, because Batman has been staring at him in silence, demanding an answer.

I can't help it. Bruce said that he was looking for the death knell before. After he came back, he locked himself in the command hall for several hours without saying a word. Superman could only guess that the death knell was responsible for the murder under his eyelids.

"It's not him. He doesn't have the ability of time on our earth."

Batman died, and he knew he couldn't hope for Superman's reasoning. He took out a bat tablet from his belt and began to operate on it.

Replay the surveillance video from the prison.

However, something strange happened. In the video, the clown in the first second was still laughing in the cell, and the next second was the scene of a red tornado rushing in.

There is no problem with the continuity of the video. The time and every frame of the picture are right, but there is no shadow of any invaders. They just see the self annihilation of the red tornado.

It's like time has been suspended, and the murder happened in the stream during that time...

Batman in the shadow looks at the clown's ashes, and his two corners of his mouth bend down, showing a classic expression of doubt.

......

"this is the fourth informant." J wiped the green mucus on his black suit with disgust. His partner is still the same. If he doesn't agree, he will blow someone's head. Although some aliens can't die, they look disgusting.

No one wants to be splashed with green brains, and agent Su and agent he seem to have known K's habit for a long time. At the critical moment, they are far away from the interrogation scene and still look like white clothes.

K started the car and went on the road again. With the steering wheel, he said to j, "now we know what he said is true. It's true that no space assassin has arrived on the earth recently. In this way, we only need to screen the people who entered the country earlier."

"That's great. The number of suspects has dropped from 40 trillion to 3 billion." The black agent in Tucao rolled down the window glass and threw the wipe napkins out of the window...

was moving fast, and the wind was relatively flowing. So the sticky paper came back from the window, and make complaints about J's face. The thin jelly like mucus flowed along the black skin.

The agile J grabs the paper, spits and shakes his hand out of the window, but the paper can't be shaken off. He immediately performs the classic scene of "lotus in the water" to compete with a piece of paper.

"Don't shake. Pipis' brains will only become brittle as they come into contact with the air. Just wait a moment." K stares at his partner and asks him to settle down for a while. It's no use worrying now.

"That's because you're not the one with the brain. Every time, you blow up some aliens, but the mucus and other things fall on me. Why are you so close but nothing

The poor black agent put his hand stained with dirty paper out of the window to speed up the flow of air.

"That's the experience." The corner of K's mouth tilted for a moment, then looked in the rearview mirror and said, "agent Su, what do you find?"

"Your line people are telling the truth, they really don't know anything." Su Ming leans on the back seat, holding a bucket of popcorn and his apprentice: "although it's frustrating to say that, I'm afraid we can only wait for the second scene to appear."

"..."

k shakes his head in silence. As a man in black, he can't allow himself to think like this.Whenever there is a homicide case, you should try your best to solve the case instead of waiting for new scenes and new intelligence.

Although we have to stand on the standpoint of human beings, the lives of aliens are also lives. Many of the aliens who immigrate to the earth are refugees. They are just poor people.

However, most of the time, the fact will not be changed by human will. Just as K drove back to the headquarters in silence, his communicator rang again.

It's code red again, and his face sank with naked eyes. Even J, who has been playing tricks, didn't provoke his partner at this time. He quietly rubbed his hand against the outside of the car door and asked in a low voice:

"where is this time?"

"In feldspar Creek, New Jersey, which is one of the sources of the Hudson River, fishermen found the bodies of aliens and called the police. We have to get there." K drove into an alley and then pressed the big red button on the center console.

The car changed its shape in the sound of a metal crash, with a huge propeller protruding from the rear of the car, and small fixed wings protruding under the doors on both sides. Then it launched the optical camouflage and soared into the sky.

A few minutes later, the four arrived at the location of the reporter, because they intercepted the police call, so this time k and j played the role of police officers.

One person fooled several fishermen into getting information from them, while the other checked their mobile phones so that no images were taken or sent to the Internet.

A few red necked Yankees in fishing vests and red hats also claimed that they had the right to know, saying that they should make a fortune when they found the alien who fell into the stream. But after a while, those memories were erased by a white light.

"You broke into the filming scene of type 3 contact 2, and now as long as you leave quickly, the director team will not consider suing you." J put away his memory eraser and took off his sunglasses: "and next time you go fishing, don't come to such a remote place."

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