"...This is probably the current situation."

Cyborg tapped the table, and the projection in the middle of the round table disappeared.

"Generally speaking, there are no problems in the world. However, Gotham's crime rate has dropped by fifty percent recently. Bruce, what on earth did you do?" he asked incredulously.

The blue projection of Batman sitting on the chair was not wearing a uniform, but an ordinary suit. He replied: "Nothing, just doing some minor work."

Wonder Woman rolled her eyes: "Here we go again, I just did a small job. The decrease in Gotham City's crime rate, employment rate and enrollment rate are all not due to me..."

She imitated Bruce's voice and said a lot of words, which made Cyborg laugh. But Batman's disapproving look made his laughter gradually weaken, and then it turned into sitting upright and expressionless.

"Clark, why do you seem so distracted?" Batman's projection asked.

"Huh?" Superman woke up from his reverie and asked blankly.

"Yeah, you've been distracted from the beginning of the meeting to now. What happened? Did you quarrel with your girlfriend again?" Diana asked with concern, and patted her breastplate at the same time. She didn't care about herself at all.

The sex was slapped very hard. Not to mention the sound made by the contact between the palm and the breastplate, the amplitude of the ripples was also very shocking.

But everyone here ignored this, and Superman sighed: "No, it's not that reason...Actually, I confessed to her."

"What?!"

"You're just telling us such a big thing now?!"

Putting aside the surprise of Wonder Woman and Cyborg, Batman applauded heartily. He smiled and asked: "How do you feel about the restaurant recommended tonight? I specially asked them to fly in a batch of fresh food.

Now that the ingredients are here, you should have a great time tonight."

"It's delicious, thank you, Bruce. But I don't understand one thing... Um, Victor, can you step aside for a moment? This question might short-circuit you."

Cyborg stood up as if he had been deeply humiliated: "I am covered in high technology, what can short-circuit me! Are you discriminating against robots? And I am still a black man, even if there is only a little bit left, so you

It’s double discrimination!”

No one laughed. This time, not only Batman looked at him with disapproval, but also the other two people. Cyborg sat down and whispered: "What's wrong? Is this joke really bad?

?”

"Ahem," Superman coughed and said, "No, I didn't mean that. It's just that I asked you once before, but you seemed to have used a memory wipe to erase the part of your memory that I asked you about."

"Then I have to listen even more. Is there any other question that would allow me to take the initiative to clear my memory?"

Seeing him like this, Superman didn't stop him. He coughed twice more and asked seriously: "That's it...Lois and I...well, anyway

, I sometimes use a biological stance to seal off my abilities so that she won't get hurt. But I do this... uh..."

Diana looked confused: "What? Are you talking about a riddle? Why can't I understand a word?"

Batman leaned back in his chair with a mysterious smile on his lips.

Cyborg stopped moving again.

Superman took a deep breath, and finished what he wanted to say in one breath with the same attitude that he was determined to die in the face of the Doomsday: "I find that I can't stand Lois without using my powers. She can use up a whole box in one night.

....."

"A whole box of what?" Diana was even more confused. She looked at Cyborg who was stunned for a while, and then at Batman who seemed to have seen through everything. Then she looked at the man who fell down because he said these words.

Superman was on the table, so he just slapped the table and asked him what was going on.

"Diana, it's better that you don't know about this...cough." Batman smiled, then coughed, trying to keep his expression serious.

It has to be said that when he has a straight face, he is very intimidating even without a helmet: "My advice is...get used to it."

"What? That's all?"

"Otherwise? You either adapt, or you secretly let go of the restrictions of your biological position and use your little Kryptonian ability. However, I have to remind you one thing, Clark. You are cheating."

Batman was relatively serious at the beginning, but even he couldn't help it when he said the second half of the sentence, and there was a little smile in his voice.

Cyborg seemed to have recovered from the short-circuit. He stood up in excitement: "I am covered in high technology, what can make me short-circuit! Are you discriminating against robots? And I am still a black man, even if I only have

A little bit too, so you are doubly discriminating!”

"...Victor, this joke is really not funny." Superman said weakly.

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At the end of the meeting, Bruce Wayne laughed heartily in his office. He did not turn on the light and spun half a circle in his chair. He turned around and looked at the brightly lit night view of Gotham. The joy on his face needs no words.

Feel it.

This is rare. When he was Batman, he almost didn't smile. When he was Bruce Wayne, except for a commercial fake smile in social situations and when dealing with beautiful women who took the initiative to stick to him, he basically smiled.

Not smiling.

But now, he is smiling very happily from the bottom of his heart.

A voice broke his happy moment alone: ​​"Does it make you happy that I don't see you, Bruce?"

After turning his chair, he had changed into Batman mode, with a straight face, as if the person who laughed just now was not him.

He asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

A woman in tight clothes slowly walked out of the darkness. She was walking in a catwalk, with a graceful figure and a provocative smile on her lips. She looked like a black cat.

She lay on Bruce's desk, stretched out, and groaned: "Well——, I'm just worried about you because I haven't seen you patrolling for a long time. But now it seems that my worries are unnecessary.

Yes, Batboy."

Bruce sat in the darkness, his eyes shining in the darkness: "You shouldn't have come."

"What? Are you going to hit me? And then throw me into Arkham? Oh, God, that's too scary!" She covered her mouth and deliberately made a scared expression. It was very artificial, but

Because of her beauty, she looks very cute.
Chapter completed!