Night.

Justice League Building.

Ender, Roger, and Batman, the three of them are in the top room, communicating about today's invasion.

"That guy's identity has been confirmed, he's the famous master of imitation among mercenaries." "It's good that this guy is famous enough in the mercenary world, otherwise, we really can't be sure of his identity." ”

"Although this is important, but more importantly, you don't seem to have found the information that that guy stole yet?" Roger asked in a deep voice with a serious face.

"Yes." Ender's face turned solemn, "We suspect that he didn't have the information with him, but hid somewhere in this building, but we searched and searched, but we couldn't find the information that was stolen by the imitation master." ”

"Could it be that the information has already been circulated?" Batman asked.

"Impossible." Ender is confident, "The moment we realized the intruder was there, we cut off the network and blocked the building's network, and it was impossible for the imitator to pass on the information." Therefore, the reason why the information cannot be found must be because the imitation of the master has hidden the information somewhere in the building. ”

"Find the information as soon as possible." Roger nodded, and then asked, "Did the Master of Imitation say who hired him?" ”

"Nope." Ander shook his head, "No matter how much we ask, he won't say." ”

"Can't be hypnotized?" Roger continued to ask.

"Nope." "We've tried this method, but the mimicking master seems to have anti-hypnotic abilities, and once his consciousness enters the hypnotic state, he will fall into a state of extreme madness, he will have a strong tendency to violence, and even self-harm." ”

"It seems that this guy is very experienced, and this is a tough battle." Roger sighed.

"The enemy behind is tricky, they have such an arrangement, which means that they have calculated everything that may happen to the imitation master after he is caught." Batman thought for a moment and said, "Obviously, it's hard for us to get useful information from the imitation masters, and we have to get the news from other places. ”

"It's really a wave of unevenness." Roger rubbed his head, a little headache.

The Canterlot Joker Riot hasn't been completely resolved, and the Justice League has been invaded again, which is really eventful.

Knock knock!!

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Roger glanced at the door and casually ordered.

"Mr. Roger, something has happened, and you need to know immediately."

A middle-aged man walked in with a serious face, this is the management staff of the Justice League to collect intelligence from the outside world, named Elnia.

He said in a deep voice, "The body of David Jackson in the morgue has been moved. ”

"What?" Roger was stunned, "What do you mean being moved?" ”

"His whole belly was dissected......," Ernia said with a somewhat ugly expression.

David Jackson is his colleague after all, maybe he and David Jackson are not very familiar with each other, and he feels a little uncomfortable when he sees his colleague's body being so insulted.

"How so?" Roger's tone was low, his face was equally ugly, and he asked, "Who did it?" ”

"A clown-like man." "This guy broke into the morgue, killed the person in charge of the morgue, and then dissected David's stomach. When I got the news, I thought something wasn't right, so I rushed to tell you......"

"Something is really wrong." Roger muttered that he had realized the crux of the matter.

Clown!!

The mastermind behind this incident turned out to be the clown!!

If the Joker locked on David Jackson's corpse, then it shows that the Imitation Master has nothing to do with the Joker, and it can also show that the Imitation Master, a treacherous guy, has done something to David Jackson's corpse......

The place that was cut open was the stomach!

Don't......

Roger's eyes widened, and he and Batman looked at each other, both realizing the meaning released in each other's eyes.

Could it be that David Jackson's stomach contains materials stolen by the master of imitation?!

……

New York.

An abandoned factory in the suburbs.

"Hahaha!"

The clown looked at the USB flash drive that was still stained with blood in his hand, and let out an uncontrollable wild laugh: "I said, anything is possible!" You see, we succeeded!! ”

"Boss Wise!!" The clown's younger brothers in Canterlot shouted in unison.

Although the clown is crazy, he is not a fool, and his means of winning people's hearts are countless times stronger than ordinary people.

Therefore, the clown with a charismatic personality has gathered a large number of younger brothers who are dead to him in this short period of time.

The Joker is really smart, otherwise, he would not have really completed the plan and stole some information from the Justice League.

Name: Clark Kent (Joe Eyre)

Nickname: Superman

Height: 6 ft 3 in (191cm)

Weight: 235 lbs (107 kg)

Main Abilities: Super Strength, Super Endurance, Super Speed, Super Senses, Super Hearing, Clairvoyance, Light Speed Flight, Heat Rays, Freezing Breath, Full Body Invulnerability, Super Healing Ability

Assessment Grade: S Grade

Suggestion: Temporarily exercise their abilities and at the same time provide behavioral and conscious guidance. ”

The clown inserted the USB flash drive, opened the data on the computer, and immediately noticed that this was an unexpected personnel assessment.

"Clark Kent, Superman, S-Class Assessment ......" The clown muttered as his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Interesting, that's interesting!" ”

"Boss, is he our target?" One of the men asked suddenly.

"That's him."

The clown licked his lips and smiled evilly: "It's him!" Anything other than him is meaningless......"

"The most beautiful colors can only be drawn on a blank piece of paper." The Joker saw from the information that Clark was a magician and others who had just discovered superpowers, and realized that Clark had strong powers, and a wonderful idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Boss Wise!!"

Although his younger brothers didn't understand what the clown was talking about, they had a feeling of unawareness, so they slapped their asses undisciplinedly.

"I want to know the specific information about this Clark Kent, whether it is his family, his lovers, or his friends, everything about him, especially for him, what he holds most dear, I must know clearly."

The clown didn't feel anything about the sycophants coming from all around, but raised his eyelids, and an evil aura permeated him, and said lightly: "Send someone to check on me immediately!" ”

"Yes!" Someone answered seriously.