I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

But why did they approach him?

David narrowed his eyes as he watched the other person's smug expression, as if he had caught someone red-handed.

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Chapter 37. Anyone interested in making a bet with me?

In the alley, Fran pulled out two photos.

The scene shown from the museum's camera angle, depicting Clark and David talking to Luther.

“You’re really hard to find, Clark.”

He waved the photo and laughed.

"Luckily you went to the museum exhibition that night."

Fran only remembered Clark's clothes, hairstyle, and half a profile picture, making it extremely difficult to find someone based on that alone.

It was late at night, and the city was deserted. The only place nearby was the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where there was an exhibition. He went there to try his luck, and he actually found it.

“With the photos, it won’t be difficult for me, as a police detective, to find you.”

"Officer, what do you want us to cooperate with your investigation on?"

Clark swallowed hard, staring at the person in front of him.

He had a bad feeling when a policeman approached him alone, saying it was related to a traffic accident.

David stood aside, arms crossed, watching coldly, wondering what this man was planning.

"I really don't know what your adoptive parents fed you."

Fran's eyes lit up as if he were looking at a rare animal in a zoo. He reached out and pinched Clark's strong arm, which made Clark slap his hand away unhappily. He raised his hands as if he was frightened, but a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Go easy, I can't take your blows."

"Officer, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Stop pretending, I saw it last night."

He lowered his voice, and that wretched head of his leaned in as if he were very familiar with the person, clapping his hands.

"A brilliant performance, stopping an out-of-control city bus with just one hand."

An awkward expression appeared on Clark's face, and he was about to speak.

"Clark, are you still going to play dumb at a time like this?"

Seeing what he was trying to say, Fran shook his head, looking as if he had him figured out.

"You can't really be that naive, can you?"

The other party didn't seem to be bluffing; his secret had truly been exposed. Hearing this, Clark felt tense and uneasy, glaring angrily at him.

Even the best-tempered elephant.

David said coldly, "Not someone you can just mess with."

What an audacious fellow, daring to provoke someone who could easily crush him.

"An elephant? It seems you also know your brother's secret."

Fran turned his head to look; his target was Clark, and stopping Clark's brother was just a side effect.

He paid no attention to the implicit threat posed by David.

“I know what you, all of you, and your parents want.”

He pointed to Clark and David and began to speak eloquently.

"Clark, you have such strength and talent, but you have never participated in any sports at school since you were a child, and you don't even dare to fight back when you are beaten."

Your adoptive parents have a son like you, yet they choose to work hard to run a farm, earning only a pitiful tens of thousands of yuan a year.

Walking the line between right and wrong, using other people's deadly secrets to threaten them into doing things for you, makes it very easy for someone to be caught off guard and end up with their own destruction.

Only timid prey are the best targets for hunters. Fran had already investigated Clark's situation in detail and was more than 80% confident in capturing this rare prey. Otherwise, he wouldn't be here.

"You want a stable and peaceful life, right?"

The thought of such power is exhilarating; one could easily acquire vast wealth, no matter what they did.

But this family didn't; they were even so cautious that they forbade their children from participating in any school sports.

"It would be very easy for your brother Clark to kill me."

But if I don't return at the designated time, your family's information will be automatically sent to various media outlets via email.

The tone shifted, and a cold smile appeared on Fran's lips.

What will happen then?

I guarantee you'll instantly become the hottest celebrity family in the metropolis, and even the world!

This family cannot withstand close scrutiny.

"enough!

What do you want?

Clutching at Fran's collar, Clark couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Don't drag my brother and parents into this."

If it weren't for his parents, this alien wouldn't know where he is now, or whether he's still alive.

If it weren't for him, my younger brother could enjoy all of our parents' love.

Clark didn't want to cause any trouble for his family because of him.

“Shh!

Keep your voice down, Clark, don't let anyone hear your secret.

A creature more terrifying than an African elephant was enraging before his eyes, but Fran laughed instead, looking confident, and lightly placed his finger to his lips.

The young man in front of me, who is too naive, is anxious and afraid, which is why he is angry.

"I don't need much. It's a waste to have such talent wasted on a farm."

"I'm a righteous detective. All I need is for you to help me deal with a few ruthless gangsters who are impossible to catch in the act."

Having reviewed Clark's information, Fran clearly understood the personality of the young man before him.

The wealth he gained after eliminating several of the biggest gangs in the metropolis was enough for him to live a life of luxury for a long time.

"I won't help you kill anyone!"

Threatened, Clark was both anxious and angry, not knowing what to do. He was filled with remorse, wondering why he hadn't been more careful when rescuing people last night and had forgotten to check if anyone was around beforehand.

The main problem was that things happened so suddenly that Clark didn't have a chance to react.

Even gangs with murder cases on their hands?

"Not bad!"

Well, this guy in front of him is even more pedantic than he thought.

"It's fine if you don't kill them, I don't mind if you can subdue them."

Fran shrugged; all he wanted was money anyway.

"I……"

It seemed there was no other way. If it was just a matter of cracking down on and subduing the gangs... Just as Clark was about to agree.

Bang, bang!

Bold yet cautious.

In the alley, David clapped his hands, his tone calm and unhurried, as if he were genuinely praising him.

"This is an essential quality that every gambler needs."

His heart was pounding in his throat, but he acted as if nothing was wrong. This policeman named Fran was quite a character.

A hint of unease flashed in Fran's eyes, as if his secret thoughts had been exposed, but his smile remained unchanged.

He was indeed gambling, with an 80% or higher chance of winning. That didn't mean he was guaranteed to win, but the gamble was worth it.

If he wins this gamble, he will be worry-free for the rest of his life.

He can live off this secret for the rest of his life!

"Interested in making a bet with me?"

David took a fifty-cent coin out of his pocket.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Fran laughed when he saw the coins in his hand.

A sense of unease crept into his heart; he had a feeling that something was beyond his expectations.