I, V, Gotham Legend

The middle-aged man looked bitter. He didn't care what those superhumans were like, but the power displayed by the mysterious woman could easily kill everyone he knew. If she killed the victim on a whim, wouldn't his scenic spot have to face an even worse public opinion storm?

He could only speak as if to dissuade her: "I know you were just rescued, but I still hope you can think it through. We don't know what kind of personalities those guys have. What if she thinks it's fun and kills you? Wasn't there a madman in Gotham who blew up a building for fun before?"

This is indeed a danger, but as a reporter, Louise is not afraid of this: "Thank you for your kindness, but I know what I am doing."

As she spoke, Louise lifted her blonde wig and walked directly in Valerie's direction.

The middle-aged man had nothing to say. He was afraid that stopping her again would cause dissatisfaction from the victim, so he had to let the staff make way for her.

Unfortunately, because she talked with the middle-aged manager for too long, when she got to the garage, Valerie had already left.

According to the people who had been watching, the red-haired woman picked up another person whose appearance could not be seen clearly, and then the two of them disappeared on the spot like a flash of light.

Louise sighed helplessly. She had failed in her fishing interview with Bronn, and she also missed the chance to interview the mysterious superhuman. She was also scared half to death. When she thought about having to undergo a lengthy interrogation by the police later, she felt even more stressed.

"He's running so fast, maybe he's doing something shameful." A fat man who had been watching said with gritted teeth. He didn't look very old and should be a student.

Although there haven't been many super crimes, the recent public opinion in Metropolis that hates people with super powers is still rampant. Louise instinctively feels that there is a big force behind the scenes, and it is much bigger than the Bronn Enterprise she is investigating.

Louise ignored the fat man. She turned her head, rubbed her neck, and walked away from the garage and the crowd.

Although she didn't see the face clearly because she was too nervous, she at least knew that the person who saved her had long red hair. Perhaps with this clue, she could find the whereabouts of that woman.

Maybe.

Louise stared up at the bangs of her blond wig, feeling a little uncertain.

It would take some time for the police to arrive here, and her colleagues might come looking for her. Louise planned to hide in the bathroom nearby and touch up her makeup.

The nearest restroom was not far from here. As a local who had been to this scenic spot countless times, Louise quickly found one. She pushed open the door of the women's restroom and walked in.

"Do you want more scarves? Do you want me to jump?"

But just as she walked into the room, Louise suddenly heard a familiar voice.

A black-haired woman was standing in front of a single room holding a set of clothes. She also heard Louise's movement, and turned her head with her delicate face wearing sunglasses and looked at Louise.

NO25. Interview

The walk wasn't over yet, and Valerie had planned to change clothes with Helena and continue shopping, but she didn't expect to run into the reporter she had met before.

"You're not following me, are you?" Valerie blinked and simply opened the box. "Louise Lane?"

"You know me?" Louise was still wearing a mask, and she didn't think she was famous now.

"I just found out about it too." Valerie pointed to her head and said mysteriously.

"Is that the reporter?" Helena's voice came from the bathroom cubicle. She had a keen hearing and recognized the sound was very similar to that of Louise's argument with the people on the Ferris wheel.

"Um... Hi?" Louise was at a loss for words when her identity as a reporter was exposed, but she immediately adjusted herself. "I came here to say thank you. I didn't expect to meet you here... Can you accept my interview?"

"If it was a month ago, I would be happy to do it." Valerie shook her head and refused.

She is a big star now and no longer needs the media to promote herself.

By the way, Valerie was interviewed by Vicki Vale at the end of last year, but it has not been released yet.

"It won't take up too much of your time. This world is still very backward in its understanding of people with super powers. People need channels to understand that you are harmless." Louise felt around, "I'm sure you're a good person. You don't deserve to be discriminated against in this way."

In fact, Valerie has not been discriminated against by public opinion. After all, she has only been in Metropolis for a short time, and before she left Gotham, the citizens were not as resistant to superheroes as Metropolis.

But she thought of Superman. Although they had little contact, that man was too dazzling and obviously did not deserve to be treated like this, not to mention that he saved Helena.

Although Helena could have escaped by herself, she still owed him a favor, so it seemed necessary for her to clear his name.

"My companion is not ready to be exposed to the public. Can you step away for a while?" Valerie suggested to Louise.

"Thank you for your cooperation. We will meet in front of the fountain in the east of the scenic area." Louise didn't ask for too much. She turned and left the bathroom.

Looking at Louise's back as she left, Valerie thought for a moment, then she walked to the mirror and put her hands on the sink.

The black-haired beauty wearing sunglasses in the mirror quickly changed her outfit. She changed her hair to classic blue and the pupils under the sunglasses were changed to red.

After putting on her makeup, Valerie always felt like something was missing, so she changed her manicure to a set of pink hearts painted on them.

Helena had already opened the door of the single room. She had changed into a black coat that was very lifelike, paired with leather pants, which perfectly outlined her sexy figure.

Just bought this set.

"Do you want to be interviewed? Do you want me to dress up as a huntress?" Seeing Valerie changing into the classic mercenary skin, Helena spoke thoughtfully.

"You just changed your clothes. If you are not interested in the interview, you can go somewhere else to rest and wait for me to come back." As she spoke, a yellow coat appeared out of thin air on Valerie's body, which quickly made Helena envious.

"I want to go back to the hotel first. Can you call a car for me?" Helena lost interest in continuing her walk.

"Sorry, let's go somewhere else to have fun tomorrow." Valerie realized that what had just happened had spoiled Helena's fun.

They walked out of the bathroom. Valerie disabled the nearby surveillance cameras before coming in. Louise was also very sensible and didn't stand guard at the door.

Valerie summoned a much more low-key car she had bought in this world and watched Helena get in and leave.

When Helena's car disappeared from sight, Valerie thought for a moment, then she summoned a golden convertible sports car for herself and marked the location of the fountain on the small map opened in her eyes.

When she arrived at the place agreed with the reporter, Louise was sitting on a lounge chair in front of the fountain, looking around nervously.

Valerie pulled up to the sidewalk, her sunglasses-covered face facing the fountain, and honked at Louise.

Louise stared at Valerie suspiciously from a distance for a while, then a look of sudden realization appeared on her face. She stood up from the recliner and trotted to Valerie's car.

"What a special car, I've never seen a brand like this before... Where did you buy it from?"

This was the first question Louise asked after getting in the car.

"Is this the beginning of the interview?" Valerie smiled. "I won this car in a competition."

"Contest?"

"An ordinary man who is overwhelmed by life, gambles his property and car to participate in a boxing match, just to seek a living for him and his family."

Valerie touched the steering wheel, as if reminiscing. "But he was too bad at fighting, so I still got the car... Having said that, I left the money to him, so it can barely be considered as something I bought, right?"

What Valerie described was entirely the plot of the game, which could be considered her own experience if you round it off. After her period was gone, Valerie's inexplicable identity anxiety naturally disappeared.

"You really are a good person." Louise said with a smile.

"It's hard to say." Valerie stepped on the accelerator and the sports car moved forward at a constant speed.

The choices made in the game obviously cannot represent a person's character and morality, and Valerie is not very willing to accept others' compliments on her in this regard.

"Where are we going now?" Louise asked as she watched the street lights recede.

"That old man, the one who pushed you over, has an accomplice." Valerie looked forward, "According to a friend I just met, he was tied up in place."

"The friend I just met...is he Superman?" Louise guessed.

"if not?"

Louise was very surprised. She didn't expect that the clue that she thought was broken would have a follow-up.

Finding the old man's accomplices will also allow us to investigate the Bolon Group and the forces behind it.

"I don't care what conspiracy or dark things you are investigating. Like I always say, I'm here for tourism, but this matter seems to be very important to you." Valerie said proudly. "I don't care, but since I've already intervened, I'll help you to the end. Just remember that you are with the help of Superman."

"Thank you..." Louise pursed her lips. She had never heard Valerie say her name, but she could guess it. "You must be the famous V, right?"

"What does a big star mean?" Valerie leaned back in satisfaction, it was worth it for her to change into classic clothes.

Valerie's smug expression made Louise feel like she was her younger sister who liked to show off, and the fear and nervousness in her heart were mostly gone.

"This will be the most unforgettable interview for me." Louise took out the recorder openly. "I'm so lucky. You're not as unapproachable as I thought."

"Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"That's not the case, but you should also know Metropolis' attitude towards people with abilities like you in recent days." Louise said sincerely, "Fortunately, neither you nor Superman are the kind of people as rumored."

"That's hard to say." Valerie looked at the spot where she had marked the sniper. "No matter how majestic a figure is, it may collapse under pressure."

NO26. Welded

As Valerie herself said, she had no interest in any conspiracy or darkness in Metropolis.

After driving the car to the destination, she handed Louise a shotgun for self-defense and let her get in.

Lois went alone to interrogate...or rather interview the sniper who was subdued by Superman, while Valerie sat downstairs, using her scanning eye to monitor Lois' safety.

The street lights of the metropolis illuminated the night, and the sound of sirens in the distance was as melodious as a pastoral song. Valerie turned on her favorite body temperature radio station and listened to some music after a long time.

After a few songs, Louise finally came out from the sniper's hiding place excitedly. She not only held a recorder, but also a small notebook in her hand. It seemed that she had gained a lot.

"You know what? He's been scared out of his wits by Superman." After getting in the car, Louise excitedly shared what happened with Valerie. "I told him that another superhuman, you, was downstairs, and he immediately confessed everything... I showed him the weapon you gave me."

"It seems like I contributed a lot to your interview?" Valerie joked.

"You are the biggest contributor!" Louise hid the notebook back in her arms, "Can you take me back to the headquarters of the Daily Planet?"

"Not waiting for the police? Miss Victim?"

According to normal procedures, Louise has to go and take a statement from the police first.

"Let's talk about it later. I need to hand these things in first." Louise replied.

Valerie nodded, and she drove Louise out of the scenic area. The conspicuous golden sports car bypassed the police and drove through the bustling streets of the metropolis.

The Daily Planet is a very unique building even in a metropolitan city, a hundred-meter building with a golden sphere on top.

Valerie stepped on the brakes in front of the newspaper office. The conspicuous sports car and the beauty in the car attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Your interview will be published in the newspaper along with the incident I investigated, but it's hard to get you on the front page." Louise unbuckled her seat belt and said apologetically to Valerie.

On the way here, she interviewed Valerie about some other issues.

"That's a pity indeed. Newspapers in this world are quite influential." Valerie lamented.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I look forward to seeing you next time." Louise got out of the car and jogged towards the Daily Planet.

Valerie watched the reporter return to the company, then looked away and drove away amid the curious gazes of passers-by.

After returning to the newspaper, Louise immediately found editor Swan to discuss the layout of the news.

The Internet has been developing more and more recently, and is likely to become the people's main form of news media. The owner of the Daily Planet has been preparing for an upgrade with foresight.

Having said that, newspapers still have tenacious vitality and are the main way for citizens to understand the news around them and the international situation.

"With Superman's help, we successfully found decisive evidence that the Bronn Group was involved in drugs..." Swan frowned. She was not in a good mood because of the mouth ulcer. "Do you have to write Superman? It's not necessary, right?"

"We don't need to think so badly of those who are willing to help us. Just consider this as a start." Louise's position was firm. "By the way, what about Clark?"

Due to staff shortage, the newspaper's typesetting work will also be shared among reporters, who work in shifts. Logically speaking, tonight should be Clark Kent's workday.

"He's not feeling well, so he asked for leave." Swan took a breath because he pulled the wound of his mouth ulcer while talking. "It's rare that the boy is not feeling well."

Lois recalled Clark's tall, dull but optimistic appearance, and agreed with Swan's words in her heart.

...

In a glacier in the Arctic, a broken passenger ship is sailing on the ice.

This passenger ship was the largest in human history. It was supposed to cross the Arctic from Southampton, England to New York, but it accidentally hit an iceberg and should have sunk soon.

But the people on this ship were lucky, their ship received extraordinary help.

At this point, after the initial panic, the passengers on the cruise ship had calmed down. They gathered on the deck, looking down at the man who was pulling the entire ship with a steel cable.

Superman was wearing a red cape and carrying several steel cables as thick as his head on his shoulders. He pulled a giant ship weighing tens of thousands of tons like an ice sled.

The people on the ship looked at the scene in silence, as if they were witnessing a miracle with their own eyes.

Superman pulled the ship to a location close to the sea area of ​​the exploration station. It won’t be long before the people from the International Rescue Station will be able to find this place.

He put down the heavy chain, the steel hit the ice, making fine cracks, and then his body floated up against gravity.

The people on the deck went from looking down at the man to looking up at him. Superman, with his back to the blue sky, looked like a savior.

With his red cape fluttering, Superman slowly approached the deck. People prayed and even reached out their hands to him.

"..." Looking at the rescued people admiring him, Superman said nothing. He stopped approaching the deck, and the air under his feet made a sonic boom and disappeared in front of everyone.

Flying at a speed that only he could see clearly, Superman flew deep into the Arctic. In a canyon covered by ice, a giant tadpole-like spaceship was parked in it.

More than 20 years ago, Clark came to Earth on this spaceship. His body landed in Kansas in an escape pod, while the spaceship itself was looking for a place to hide itself.