In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 416: Metropolis Suspect (2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Our news, since the news of former MI6 agent Harold King Philby's death came from Moscow on May 11, the ownership of Philby's body was officially closed yesterday."

"Moscow once again rejected the family's request to transfer the remains, and has confirmed that Philby will be buried in Moscow before January this year..."

"It is reported that MI6 is noncommittal about Moscow's actions. They may be ashamed of the name Kim Philby. A reporter from The Times has unilaterally contacted a senior MI6 operations leader. , The other party did not want to disclose their identity, but said that there was a deeper conspiracy in Moscow's seizure of Kim Philby's body..."

"Next, we will bring you the life of Harold King Philby, a legendary life of an MI6 double agent..."

There was a "click", and the radio issued a "Zi La" waiting tone. Merkel, who was cleaning the table with a duster, turned to Schiller who was reading the newspaper at the table and said, "Sir, the reporter from Gotham Morning News It's time, do you want to switch channels for you?"

Schiller turned a page of the newspaper and said without raising his head, "Okay, by the way, turn up the volume a little bit, I can't hear you well."

After the radio was turned on again, the voice of the familiar hostess of Gotham Morning News came from inside:

"Mayor Brown went to Green Street at 6 o'clock this morning for an inspection, and he paid deep attention to the snowstorm and the traffic problems caused by the snowstorm there. He said that even the poorest and chaotic Eastside, and even the densely populated living hell, Neither should be given up..."

"Traffic issues have always been the focus of his governance of the city. In the past few months, his work has achieved remarkable results. Although this snowstorm has added another heavy burden to Gotham's traffic, no disaster can defeat the strong The citizens of Gotham..."

Seeing that Schiller was flipping through the newspaper faster and faster, Merkel turned the button on the radio with her hand again, and the voice of another male host came from inside.

"City News, recently, the law and order situation in the metropolis has been questioned, the new serial murderer has no trace, and the work efficiency of the Metropolitan Police Department has been criticized..."

"The Chief of the Police Department stated that during his 23 years in office, the law and order situation in the metropolis has been very good, and the Police Department will definitely do its best to solve this case in the shortest possible time..."

"The murderer's method in this serial murder is extremely cruel, killing many people in a short period of time, including several important staff members of the mayor..."

"The murderer's methods are sophisticated, and the murder process is extremely cruel. There are already six victims..."

Looking at Schiller's hand turning the newspaper slowly, Merkel stopped cleaning the table, turned around and turned up the volume of the radio, but in the end, there was a burst of pleasant music from this channel, Immediately afterwards, another host's voice sounded:

"Interrupt an emergency newsletter. Due to the unfavorable weather conditions in major cities on the east coast, the new mayor of the metropolis, Mr. White, will hold a disaster relief charity dinner at the mayor's mansion at 9 o'clock tonight..."

"This dinner will invite celebrities from major cities on the east coast to participate. I hope they can use their fame to bring new hope to ordinary people in the cities on the east coast..."

"Mr. Mayor said that this is just a sense of social responsibility that a qualified mayor should have. Whether it is a metropolis or other east coast cities, darkness is temporary, and light will eventually come..."

Merkel observed Schiller's expression, walked to the side of the radio, turned off the radio, Schiller closed the newspaper in his hand, folded it and put it aside.

Merkel walked over, put away the newspaper, and Schiller picked up the cutlery and began to eat, as if he was not interested in the news that had just been broadcast on the radio. When the meal was coming to an end, he started his daily chat:

Schiller asked Merkel: "Are you from London?"

"No, sir, my hometown is Birmingham, but when I was in middle school, my parents came to London to work, and then we settled in London."

"Did you go to secondary school in London?"

"I studied in Birmingham for a year, and then I went to London."

"How are your grades? It should be good?"

Merkel smiled modestly. He said: "Actually, it's not bad, but it's not at the forefront. Compared with my peers, I don't have much talent, I don't know how to play musical instruments, and I don't know much about Latin." I understand."

"Did you go to grammar school?"

"Yes, but now the children in grammar school are quite versatile, I really don't have any artistic skills..."

While we were talking here, the mailbox downstairs rang again. Schiller frowned, Merkel turned around, walked to the window, and saw a newsboy waiting next to the mailbox.

After Merkel walked downstairs, she was carrying another brown paper bag in her hand, which contained freshly baked lye bread. Handed Merkel a letter.

This was the first time Merkel came into contact with Schiller's personal letters during his work. He looked at the wax seal on it and found that it was a sign he did not recognize.

A few minutes later, Schiller sat on the table in his study and opened the letter with a letter opener. He slowly opened the wax seal with the letter opener, and after opening the envelope, there was a very common old-fashioned letter paper inside. , which reads:

"Dear Professor Schiller Rodriguez, I would like to congratulate you on hearing that your recent academic achievements have been commended."

"We sincerely invite you to participate in a charity dinner about joint disaster relief in east coast cities..."

Schiller frowned, looking at the words above, and when his eyes fell on the signature column, his frown deepened.

Slowly folding the letter paper, Schiller seemed to be thinking about something. Merkel, who was waiting aside, heard Schiller slowly say: "What are the transportation methods that can go to the metropolis now?"

Merkel paused, as if he hadn't considered this issue. He slightly turned his head to look at the snow outside the window, and said, "I'm afraid any means of transportation that travel on the ground will fail."

Seeing Schiller's frown, Merkel lowered her head and said, "I'll contact the helicopter company right away..."

Such morning chats often happen in English-style manors, and Wayne Manor is no exception. When Selena stepped into the manor wearing a thick woolen coat, the fireplace was already burning. Her coat was hanging on the hanger, Selena stroked her hair lightly, and said:

"The road conditions are terrible, right? I heard that Gotham is not the only one affected by this snowstorm. Several cities on the east coast have not escaped. Of course, the cities in the south are better, but they are also We have ushered in a cold current that has not been seen in decades."

"Yes, Master Bruce is already planning to go to a charity dinner, and he should invite you to be his girlfriend later."

"Oh?" Selena's eyes widened in surprise. As she walked in, she looked at Alfred next to her and said, "Then how should I respond? I have never been subjected to such a thing. invite."

"All you need to do is express your sympathy for ordinary citizens and say you'd be more than happy to go."

"Okay." Selena tied her long hair behind her ears and said nervously, "When is the charity party? What kind of image should I attend? What should I say?"

Alfred led Selena to the dining table. Bruce, who hadn't slept all night, didn't look tired, but Dick looked a little lost. Selena saw that there was a The stranger was also sitting at the dining table, and she nodded to him, then looked at Bruce and asked, "Shouldn't you introduce me?"

"This is Hal."

After finishing speaking, Bruce was silent again, and Hal could only introduce himself: "Hello, my name is Hal Jordan... No, I am not related to that star, and I can't get his autograph... "

Selena showed a look of disappointment. After she finished speaking, she looked at Dick who was covered in green light. It’s like a Christmas elf.”

Looking at Dick's face, Selena couldn't help laughing. She hugged Elsa next to her and fed her. After a while, Bruce finally said:

"There is a charity dinner for East Coast Disaster Relief at the Metropolis tonight, I need to attend, I hope you can be my girlfriend, how about it?"

Selena straightened her back and moved her neck a bit, but she still didn't say those hypocritical expressions of sympathy, she just said: "Okay, of course, but I don't know what to do..."

"Later, the clothing consultant I booked will come to your door and customize a dress and jewelry for you."

"After the dinner party starts, you just need to walk into the banquet hall with me, and then you don't have to do anything. If someone comes to chat with you, you will repeat how terrible this disaster is and how many ordinary people it has affected. How do you feel? It’s enough to be very sympathetic.”

Selena sighed. In the past few months, she has attended some parties with Bruce, and most of the time, she has to wear a fake smile that makes her face muscles stiff~IndoMTL.com ~ Chatting with those ladies and ladies, listening to them praise their gorgeous dresses and precious jewelry, God knows how much she wants to pick off the gemstones from their necklaces...

After finishing speaking, Bruce turned his head to look at Dick again. Dick scratched his head and said, "I feel better now. I admit, I was a little scared when my body started to glow at first..."

Imagination

"However, after I calmed down, this power seemed to calm down, at least during the few hours I slept, it didn't take me to teleport again."

"I think you can try to maintain this state until all the energy of the green light is exhausted." Hal said: "Don't worry, during this period, I will keep watching you."

Dick stretched out his hand, looked at the ring and said, "I'll give it back to you when the time comes, this ring is really ugly."

After the meal, the clothing consultant appointed by Bruce arrived as scheduled. Selena displayed various skirts in the center of the living room and asked, "Bruce, I heard a message on the radio before I came this morning. The name of the entrepreneur, seems to be the largest entrepreneur in the metropolis..."

"The host said he is the most famous philanthropist, is that true?"

Bruce was sitting on the sofa with an envelope in his hand. He opened the envelope, looked at the letter in his hand, and said without raising his head, "You can change the word 'charity' in what he said. For 'tax avoidance'."

Selena shook her head, as if she didn't understand what Bruce meant. Bruce frowned, and he looked at the letter paper in his hand. There was a familiar name written on the signature—"Come on Neil Luther".