Somewhere unknown, inside a facility.

The old man, who was hunched back and no more than five feet tall, completely wrapped his entire body in a black coat, his face mask covering half of his face, and a little white hair peeking out from under the brim of his black hat. His eyes were a strange dark red, and his deep pupils reflected the tiredness that seemed to be unique to the vicissitudes of life, but at the same time there was a careerist-like flame coexisting with it.

Dark purple energy flowed like liquid in a transparent glass tube in his hand, and the flames burned along the lower edge of the nozzle, looking extremely strange.

"That thing is the sample you took out of that skull?"

The voice sounded from behind the old man, but it was a death knell. At this time, he was sitting at a laboratory table with his hands folded in front of his chest, indifferently watching the movements of the old man's hands.

"Not bad." The old man spoke, his voice old and muddy, sounding like a terminally ill patient, "Joseph Martin is an idiot, and his use value is not high, but his radiant energy is very special and has a special use for me. In addition to this, I need another special sample, which is the goal of your next mission...... Of course, the remuneration will not be less. ”

The old man said slowly, walked to a row of electronic cabinets, opened the cipher disk and entered a string of numbers, and a cabinet door on a certain column immediately "clicked" open. He placed the glass tube containing the purple substance in the slot and pushed it in, closed the cabinet door and locked it again.

"Let the Atomic Skeleton attract attention and take advantage of this opportunity to steal the data of that new kid's armor, this was your plan from the beginning." Deathbell said lightly, "But when you gave the Atomic Skeleton the task of 'retrieving that suit of armor by force', you didn't have any hope that he would complete the mission in the first place, did you?" ”

The old man glanced at him, snorted softly, and said in an almost nasal voice, "That fellow has failed me many times, and even if he can complete this last task, I will not hesitate to abandon him, because this is the punishment he deserves." But you're right, I really didn't have any hope for this idiot at all, he was just playing as a decoy. ”

After a pause, the old man turned around, his red eyes fixed on the death knell.

"You have to be careful, Slade." "Don't follow in that guy's footsteps, don't let me down," he said. ”

Death Knell stepped forward, revealing a suffocating invisible murderous aura.

"Don't compare me to that kind of wastewood." "I'm not like that, reputation is very important to my work, and if we want to continue to have a good relationship, I want to gain more trust." ”

The old man chuckled, and his voice was so strange that it seemed strange to laugh.

"You'd better be realistic, Slade." The old man said unceremoniously, "Before I hired you, the success rate of your last few missions was really not flattering. I know your first three commissions were messed up by playing against the rumored Winged Knight. ”

The one-eyed man under the death knell's mask seemed to wrinkle, and a cold killing intent enveloped the rickety old man, but he didn't refute it, because it was indeed the truth.

"The truth is, your reputation is not as good as it used to be." The old man continued, "Your failure proves that you are not as good as you boast, and if the famous death knell is not in fact 'if you collect enough money and you will accomplish anything,' then your reputation is not worth your expensive commission." The reality is that there aren't many employers like me who are willing to pay you a lot of money. What would people say if you let your client down again? Is the legendary death knell really old? ”

"Bang!"

Knell's punch broke the table behind him in two, and everything on the table was scattered all over the floor.

"You wait." Knell said coldly, "I'll prove myself." ”

Gotham Central Prison.

After receiving the news that the Atomic Skull was missing during the Atomic Skeleton escort, Eric and Supergirl went to the Central Prison as representatives of the Night Raiders to inquire about the attack by one of the police officers involved in the escort operation. Unfortunately, the officer's knowledge seems to be quite limited.

"Please, no matter how small the details." Supergirl asked, "Any details related to the attacker's characteristics." ”

"I'm sorry, but I really don't remember anything." The young policeman was talking to them with a plaster cast in one hand, "and all I felt was a sudden shock to the car, as if someone had hit it from the side with a hammer, and then the car overturned." At that time, I seemed to have been touched in the head, and my brain was a little unconscious......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Ah, that's right. Although I was a little unconscious at the time, I could see in the mirror that the guy was wearing some kind of armor or something. ”

"Armor?" Eric repeated.

"That's right, Armor." The officer nodded affirmatively, "I should be right in my memory. ”

Other than that, the officer really doesn't seem to remember anything. But the only information the officer provided made Eric a little concerned.

As the two walked along the exit passage towards the outside of the prison, Supergirl asked, "Does the armor he said have anything to do with you?" ”

"Who knows." Eric said as he walked, "My armor was actually left by my father, and if I want to elaborate, it involves a series of messy things related to the family, so don't mention it." ”

"Speaking of which, you've been in our world for four months now." Super Girl said, "You must want to go back, after all, there must be a lot of things to worry about." ”

"yes. Especially the ravens I saw in the past two days, which reminded me of someone who is very important to me......"

He stopped suddenly. After the super girl walked two steps in front of him, she turned around a little strangely and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I suddenly thought...... Maybe in the past four months, I didn't even subconsciously want to go back. ”

"Huh?"

Eric sighed slightly: "Although I thought that I wanted to find a way to return to my own world, but when I think about it, I don't have any actual action at all. I may have thought in my heart that I didn't want to go back to that world and face more pain and burden. I just stayed in this world where no one knew me, and I didn't have to carry any expectations, so I could live like this more easily......"

After a moment of silence, the super girl said, "It doesn't sound bad." ”

Eric shook his head.

"To live, you always have to look forward." "Even if the road ahead is still dark, even if we still don't know where to go, we always have to move forward as long as we live." ”

Supergirl stared at him for a moment, then moved her gaze back to the front.

"Although I have felt a little bit for a long time, sure enough...... You're a little bit like him. ”