Bulgaria, Sofia.

It was just another ordinary day for Andrei Gruvich. There were no precursors of anything out of the ordinary, nothing that gave him an ominous premonition. Before the incident, he could never have predicted that this would be his last day.

He returned to his dilapidated apartment, where the wall he was facing was half peeling off. The wall lamps on both sides of the entrance have been extinguished, and the lamp stands are wrapped in layers of cobwebs. The dark-skinned, purple-haired girl sat on the sofa with a dull face and a sluggish expression, listless.

The man tossed his coat aside and said, "You've bought your stuff, Pemina, maybe you should use your matchstick body to go out and make some money." ”

The girl said lazily, "At least in some ways you're still fine, Andrei." ”

André took off his coat, changed into a white shirt, and went straight to his room and sat down in front of the television. There was not a single light in the dimly lit room, the only light source was the television, and the pale blue fluorescence from the screen cast the man's shadow on the wall, which looked quite eerie.

Andre sat on the table with his feet crossed, sipping on a canned draft beer while watching the TV until the TV "snapped" and went out. The room went dark, and Andrei yelled in annoyance: "Useless pig, did you forget to pay the electricity bill again!?" ”

As soon as the words fell, an extraordinarily incongruous loud bang suddenly resounded throughout the area. The ceiling of the room was slammed through, and the glare poured into the room with raindrops of debris. Andre couldn't withstand the huge external force, and was thrown to the ground from his chair, blood dripping from his head.

The girl heard the movement and called out the man's name as she carefully opened a crack in the door and peeked at what was going on inside. The moment she saw the picture in the room, she froze in place as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes widened, as if her soul had been robbed.

Another burst of bright light fell overwhelmingly, and Andre could not avoid it, and his whole body was enveloped in it. His body, along with his coat, was melted to dry bones under the impact of despair, clearly reflected in the girl's frightened eyes.

A few hours later, the police station.

"Forget it, sir, she wasn't going to tell us anything from the beginning, she was terrified."

"Mafia?"

"No, it's not like the Italians did it, it's too messy. The man's head was like mush, and all sorts of things you never wanted to see in your life splattered all over the room. ”

"Oh my God."

The officers talked for a while, but they were still helpless. The girl, Pemina, was wrapped in a coat and curled up in a ball in the police station, looking like she had been scared stupid. The police officer in charge of the interrogation was anxious, and slapped the table and said angrily: "Listen to you dog bastard!" This is your last chance! Tell us who killed your man, or we'll accuse you of being the murderer! ”

Pemina tightened herself in horror, but finally muttered.

"Yes...... Be...... America's Iron Man ......"

Justice League, Watchtower.

"Identification, Amozo-Alpha...... Welcome back. ”

Eric stepped out of the watchtower's new teleportation array and said, "The Alliance's new teleportation device is working very well, I think you can already give Batman this feedback." ”

The Martian Manhunter in front of the console said lightly: "It's still in the testing stage, but it's really basic." Batman is very efficient in this matter, and the new teleportation device is more efficient and works better than the previous one. However, he stressed that it was very expensive and that it was better not to break it so quickly. Speaking of which, the last one was indeed broken by Howl, right? ”

Eric laughed and shrugged, "Who knows?" Anyway, Hal went back to his lantern group and couldn't come back to Earth for a while, so he should be the one. ”

At this time, Eric had also walked to the console, and Martian Manhunter said, "Let's talk about business first, and ask what happened?" ”

Eric shook his head and said, "No." I interrogated the leader of the base, and he assured me that their organization had nothing to do with the recent serial terrorist attacks, and that if the perpetrator was someone inside them, he would know. ”

"Do you think it's credible?"

"Of course, he wasn't lying." "I listened to his heartbeat." ”

Martian Manhunter: "That's not good news, the organization is the last suspect on our list. And just as you're on your mission, there's a new attack, in Bulgaria. ”

"Oh?" Eric asked, "What about this time?" ”

"It happened in Sofia, and it is said that there was a sudden light in the residential area, which illuminated the neighborhood as bright as day. A house was blown into the air, killing one and injuring one. The deceased was a white male named Andrei Gruvich, and I now cast his resume on the screen. ”

Eric squinted his eyes for a moment and said, "It doesn't look special, but what about the wounded?" ”

"It was his wife, Pemina, who was quite frightened, and the details are not yet known."

"Energy signals? Is it the same as the previous times? ”

Martian Manhunter: "That's the evidence that we judged it to be the same organization as the previous serial events. I have also checked the current list of victims and have not found any connection between them. ”

"Keep trying, and things will fall out eventually." Eric said, groaning slightly, "Speaking of which, it's almost Christmas." ”

"yes, time flies." Martian Manhunter said, "The Flash suggested that the Alliance could consider holding some special events for Christmas to give everyone a holiday. ”

"It's not a bad idea."

"But it doesn't have to be." Martian said, "Batman has been the least active in this regard, and he has shown little interest. It has been almost two months since Hal went to Europe and Afghanistan, and he has not heard from him so far, and he may not be able to return in time. Superman also said he would prefer to spend Christmas with his family......"

At the mention of this, he couldn't help but muffle slightly: "I think it should be the influence of the darkest night." Although we won, it is a nightmare for everyone on the planet who does not want to remember. I can also understand, especially when I am controlled by the Black Lantern Ring, the pain of being clearly conscious, but as if I have been stuffed into a second personality...... You can't imagine it. ”

"Maybe that's why we need a chance to relax. Isn't it precisely for alliances to support each other? Eric smiled and said, "Let's contact everyone, on Christmas Eve, we can all let go of everything else and rest for a while." ”