Chapter 2218: Bald reappearance

At the same time, there is a small apartment in a prosperous big city on the earth.
It has been a few years since this residential building was constructed. The red bricks on the outer wall were all changed color by the sun. However, thanks to the fact that the metropolis did not fall completely during the sinking of the earth, the buildings here are relatively preserved. More complete.
In the subsequent turmoil, the city was still maintained by the Superman family, so large-scale sabotage incidents also did not occur. There were occasional vendettas, but criminals were always caught quickly.
The living environment here is undoubtedly much better than those in Gotham's residential buildings. Although the staircase is also full of dust and odor, at least there is no graffiti on the walls, and there are no suspicious people dressed up like a waste bandit roaming nearby. .
Outside the residential area, a woman wearing glasses and a skirt is crossing the road. She looks worried, but she still maintains a calm tone when she calls.
"No, mom, the job interview results were terrible. Metropolitan companies are more willing to believe in Superman's words than my former boss." The woman moved her to the car horning wildly and walked across the zebra crossing. "I am now a tainted person. Some people in black suits are sitting in the car and parked in front of my apartment."
Having said that, she sighed, turned her head and glanced at the slowly trailing vehicle behind her.
As she said, there were two mature men in the car. They were not only wearing black suits, but also wearing sunglasses. Those two expressionless faces passed by and stared at her every move.
Although they seem to be FBI, the temperament of these people is darker, full of blood, and they don't even mean to hide.
She silently pushed open the door of the apartment and walked upstairs. Although she was asked by a department to ask her that she knew nothing, who would believe that the chief secretary of Lex Luther would have nothing. What do you know?
Well, she admitted that she was lying, because she knew that those who came to her and watched her were not the FBI, but from a more secret government agency, Tianyanhui.
But don't tell your mother anymore, because no parents want their children to get involved with state secret agents.
Walking on the stairs, besides the sound of footsteps in high heels, there was also mother's nagging, which made her feel exhausted in addition to sore ankles.
She has no savings. Americans do. After all, as the secretary of a big boss like Luther, she must spend money to buy high-end clothes and jewelry in order not to lose the face of the company when socializing with others.
But the boss, Luther, disbanded the company and then died in the TV news.
Those luxury goods have gone through hardships and the social economy has just recovered, but there is no way to quickly discount them. After all, 60% of the population on the planet is using potatoes to feed their hunger.
It's not that there is no way to discount, but she is reluctant.
I bought a high-order evening dress for $60,000 last year. Now I can only get a bag of flour when I send it to the pawnshop. Can you change it?
She had to withdraw the rent of the former luxury villa, live in an affordable neighborhood, and squeeze the bus when she went to interview for a job because her luxury car had been taken away by the bank as collateral.
But not knowing what the mother on the other side of the phone said, she suddenly shook her head:
"I won't go back, mom. I graduated from Harvard Business School. I have four PhD diplomas at the age of 27. I go back to the countryside of Kansas to drive a tractor? No, I want to stay in Metropolis. There are high-paying jobs. I want to live a good life."
"..." A lot of words were said over the phone.
"No, Gotham can't think about it. Although Wayne's corporate treatment is very high, I will die on the streets in that city. Nor is it in Star City. Only Quinn Industries can be seen in the city, but their boss ran for the market. In the long run, they often disappear. This kind of enterprise has no future."
The room she rented is on the third floor of the apartment, a floor that is neither high nor low. She is very experienced. After all, there are always aliens who come to fight with Superman. Living in a high-rise building is almost a death.
The third floor is more suitable, second only to the single-family villa on the suburban hillside. This floor will not be hit by meteorites, will not be submerged by water, and will not cause confusion.
Of course, for this level of apartment, don't think about carpeting in the corridor. Even the security guard on the first floor is a decoration. The fat guy only plays with his mobile phone in the concierge, and someone comes in without raising his head.
But she is still satisfied with this kind of living environment. After all, passing by the door of a house, through the thin door panel, what she can hear is not the screams or gunshots, but the sound of the TV show, or don’t know which house. The cry of the child.
At least the breath of a living person, it's not easy to survive a series of events.
On the way back, she saw the news from the TV on the bus, saying that mushroom zombies attacked humans in many other cities.
Fortunately, nothing happened in Metropolis.
Although I don't know why, nothing is a good thing, which strengthened her determination to stay in this city.
She couldn't speak well on the bus. After getting off the bus, she quickly called her hometown. After making sure that her parents were fine in Kansas, she relaxed, and then faced the parents' old life.
It is impossible to go back to her hometown. She has been ‘drifting’ for so many years. Although she has encountered some difficulties now, she does not want to give up.
I don’t know if she was persuaded by her. Suddenly there was no voice on the other side of UU reading www.uukanshu.com. She took out the key from her bag to open the door, and put the phone on her shoulder with her face:
"Hello? Mom? Are you listening?"
But as soon as she opened the door, she found that there were signs of someone breaking in in the room that shouldn't have anyone. The bathroom door was wide open, and the carpet in the bedroom was thrown into the living room.
She felt tight, put away the phone, and took out a ray pistol from her bag.
This is something the former boss gave her for self-defense. She hasn't used it before, but she knows that she only needs to aim the antenna-like coil at the target and press the button on the handle of the gun.
At this time, the door of the bedroom was illuminated by a dazzling red light, and some metal collisions could be heard.
She gently took off her shoes, and her silk stockings moved silently on the floor, her toes hooked up, which was a sign of tension.
Immediately, she suddenly appeared at the bedroom door and aimed her gun at the people inside.
But the next second, she opened her eyes wide, and the hand holding the gun instantly lost her strength. The air in her lungs rushed through her vocal cords, causing her to sing like a soprano.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Because the boss she thought was dead, was standing in her bedroom at this time, fiddling with a terminal that didn't know where it came from, but at a glance there was a very high-tech terminal with many screens.
However, he was so pale that he didn't look like a living person at all. Even the eyes on his face were pitch black, like some kind of monster.
"Don't yell, Mo Qian, this is very unsightly."
Luther turned his head to look at her calmly, still in the same tone as before, as if this is not a secretary's cheap apartment, but his small president's office that used to overlook the mountains.
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