The Planet Daily is the largest newspaper in the metropolis, and it is a first-class newspaper with the highest level of credibility for both the public and the government. The newspaper is home to a number of reporters who are sensitive to stories and have excellent investigative skills, which is why they are able to dig up more exclusive stories than others.

Of course, everyone also knows that the killer signature of Planet Daily is actually the superhero who wears a red cloak and wants to save the world once in three days. Superman clearly has some connection to the newspaper — or a particular reporter — and the scoop on Superman is what all readers will talk about the most.

That reporter is Louise Lane.

In the office of the newspaper owner, as usual, Louise Lane and her boss were arguing. Everyone else in the newspaper office is already surprised.

"It's not just about trying to remove a historic museum, boss!" A crisp and powerful female voice pierced through the closed door of the office and came out, "This is already a murder!" The members of the Landmark Preservation Council died because of this, and this is a murder! We must let the public know the truth!"

The boss said impatiently: "How many times have I said it, Louise, Charles died of a heart attack."

"It's likely that someone did it." Louise added, "Just when he had that crucial negative vote in his hand, he had a heart attack? I don't believe it. ”

"Maybe sometimes it's just that way, Louise. It's just that you don't want to believe it. In addition......" the boss said solemnly and word by word, "if you don't have evidence, don't mess with some people you can't afford to mess with." Otherwise, it's you. Or our newspaper, we can't afford to take responsibility. ”

Louise leaned forward onto the table. "I already have a clue." Would you like to publish my article if I get the evidence?"

"It depends.

I'll think about it. The boss owes a debt, "But be careful, don't get into trouble." ”

Louise nodded, "Of course I do."

With that, she pushed the door open and went out.

The boss smiled wryly. He knew that even with such emphasis, it was impossible to prevent this woman from getting into trouble. Although he has always been an exemplary employee, he is somehow like a magnet for trouble, and even if she doesn't cause trouble, trouble will find her.

Louise hurried out of her boss's office. When I came to my desk, I found that someone was already waiting here.

Roy held out his hand in a friendly manner, "Hello, Miss Ryan. My name is Roy Green, and this is my colleague Barbara Gordon, and we're detective consultants at the Gotham Police Department. Forgive us for listening to your conversation with your boss, but we're sure we're investigating the same case as you, so we'd like to know a little bit about it. ”

Louise glanced at them, "Gotham Police Department?"

"Yes."

"Dry cops in Gotham...... It's not easy. ”

Roy smiled slightly: "Actually, not the police. It's just their advisors. But...... It's not easy. ”

"Come on, I might have the information you need." Louise sat down in her seat, pulled out the key and opened the drawer, digging through a dozen papers.

"There it is." She said. He pulled out a blue folder and handed it to the two of them.

Roy took a brief look at it, and it detailed the details of Louise's in-depth investigation and surveillance of Roy's suspect Roy Beechcraft this month.

"I've come up with a certain pattern." "Louse Beach has met twice a week for the past two weeks. In the schedule, there is no indication of who will meet, only the place and time. And today. It just so happened that he had another item on his schedule, half past nine tonight. At a restaurant a few blocks away, he meets up with a mysterious subject. I think the person he met might have something to do with the mastermind I wanted to find out. ”

"Well done." Roy did not hesitate to praise, "As a journalist, your investigative skills are top-notch. ”

"Thanks, everybody says that." Louise also accepted the evaluation modestly, and then said, "The boss asked me to give him evidence, and I will go to collect evidence tonight." I'm going to spy on Rolls Beach tonight's meeting, are you coming?"

That night, in the red sports car directly opposite the target restaurant.

Louise pulled the car door and handed a cup of coffee to Roy and Barbara, who were sitting in the back seat: "Cosmopolitan specialty coffee, I personally recommend it, try it."

"Thank you." Barbara took a sip and complimented, "Well, that's very good." ”

Louise sat back in the driver's seat and said, "It's always cold at night, and I like this coffee the most, it's refreshing and warm."

Roy looked at the bright lights outside the window, thought for a moment, and then said, "May I ask, Miss Lane?" You and the reporter sitting at the table next to you...... Clark Kent: Right? Are you married?"

"yes, how do you see that?"

"The look in your eyes when you cross eyes, and your wedding rings."

Louise smiled lightly, "yes, Clark is my husband."

After a pause, she asked again, "Can I ask a question?" You guys...... Is it just a partner? I've seen a lot of people and things, and I know that's not all. ”

"Babs is my girlfriend, that's it." Roy replied dryly.

Louise smiled, "Then I bless you."

"It's coming!" Barbara shouted as she pointed to the other side.

Sure enough, a black man in a smart suit sat down across from Rolls Beechcraft.

The three people on surveillance were all staring at the two of them with a twelve-point focus. U Reading Books (ww.uukanhu.com)

After about three minutes, the black man got up, walked away quickly, and got into a black car. Rouse Beach settled the bill and got up to leave.

The black man's sedan started, and Louise followed closely behind.

I have to say that Louise's skills with people are quite good. I chased a few streets, and kept a proper distance, so as not to arouse suspicion and not to lose sight of the target.

It wasn't until the car stopped when it passed a railroad track that ran through the city.

The railings on both sides of the rails were lowered, and the sound of a train approaching sounded, accompanied by a loud sound of wheels rubbing against the rails. Beams of lights hit along the tracks, illuminating the shell of the black sedan.

The moment before the railing was lowered, the car seemed to wake up suddenly, and it sped up and drilled over, taking advantage of the train's interception to block the tracker.

"Hell!" Louise slapped the steering wheel in frustration, and when she turned back in frustration, she found that the back seat was empty for some time. :