Chapter 3454 Research on Cats and Dogs (II)

Bruce replied to his phone. Pamela sat aside and rolled her eyes. Halle held a cigarette in her mouth and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and her eyes were patrolling the dance floor.

After a while, Bruce threw his phone on the desktop with a bang, leaned back somewhat depressedly, looking like he was completely drunk.

Harley took out her cell phone and started taking pictures of Bruce. She took the cigarette from her mouth with the finger of her other hand, spitting out a mouthful of smoke and said, "This is a hot news about Batman getting drunk late at night. If it is seen by people from other universes, wouldn't she be shocked to drop her chin?"

Pamela reached out and pushed Bruce, who waved her hand and knocked her off. Pamela leaned forward, stretched her arms to touch the cigarette from Harley, and lit one in her mouth.

"I really don't know when he's going to go crazy." Pamela let out a sip of smoke, but she was more like sighing, "I was wrong. I shouldn't think that he was not Batman, he should learn more from Batman."

"Batman shit!" Bruce muttered, turned over, hugged his arms together, and fell asleep to the other side.

Pamela called the waiter who was serving the wine, ordered another glass of wine, took a sip, and lifted her lips because it was so spicy that she lifted her lips.

Harley was playing with her phone with her elbows on her legs, and rows of messages were flashing over on the screen, as if she was fighting with others in the group.

In the dim lights, Pamela saw Halle's phone and said, "Is this a new model released by Wayne Group?"

"Of course not, this is a cell phone from another world." Harley shook the cell phone in her hand and said, "Didn't we go to another world to play some time ago? Everyone bought one. It's a touch screen, which is smooth."

When she said this, Bruce sat upright, then rushed to Harley like a sleepwalking, and snatched her cell phone.

"What are you doing?" Harley was startled by him, hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't snatch her phone back, but couldn't help asking, "Are you so poor that you can't even afford a phone?"

Bruce didn't speak, and began to check Harley's phone's system repeatedly, debug the buttons, and observe the phone's interface back and forth.

"Do you know that your eyes look like that kind of crazy scientist now?" Halle said to him, then reached out to Pamela and said, "I didn't say you. You were not crazy enough when you were not short of money."

Pamela seemed to finally be unable to bear it, so she walked over, grabbed Bruce by the shoulder, turned him over, then pulled him back, and put him back.

The drunk Bruce grabbed the phone and refused to let go. He looked left and right, up and down, and then fell asleep again after a while.

But he still grabbed the phone tightly. Pamela spent a long time trying to get the phone out of his hand.

Harley waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I have one more movie."

After saying that, she took out another mobile phone from her coat pocket, which looked even more advanced than the one before and also had a holographic projection.

Fortunately, Bruce did not suddenly go crazy this time and collapsed on the sofa, looking completely asleep.

Pamela picked up the wine glass again, glanced at Bruce's side face and said, "I think we should do something to change his crazy state. Otherwise, this life would not be possible."

Harley still casually played with her phone and said, "Before changing his state, we have to figure out what he is going crazy."

Pamela counted on her fingers: "Professor Schiller should have given up chasing him for discussion, and ruled out. There have been no vicious incidents in Gotham recently. Thomas and Martha have returned to the main world and should not put any pressure on him. Exclude. Dick and the others have not had any major life events recently, so they need to worry about them. Exclude."

"What else can I do? You can't have a fight with Talia, right?"

But Halle widened her eyes and said, "You fought with Talia, why?"

Pamela immediately began to change the subject and said: "This doesn't matter, it must have nothing to do with Bruce's current state."

"Then he was quarreling with Selena," said Halle. "I guess it might be because of some issues like Aisha Education. Probably."

"But haven't they quarreled before? It's not that serious, right?" Pamela showed a look of memories and said, "Aisa has been doing well recently, and she can make conjunctions. He should be happy."

"Can it be Superman?"

"You said he quarreled with Clark?" Pamela obviously disbelief and said, "Clark would never quarreled with him. He has such a good temper, how could he quarreled with Bruce on purpose?"

"This is not accurate." Harley curled her lips and called the waiter to ask for wine, and then said, "According to my observation, the positions of Batman and Superman in our universe are reversed."

“Inverted?”

"Absolutely." Harley nodded and said, "Batman is the more determined in other universes, while Superman is always gentle and prone to gains and losses."

Pamela thought for a while and said, "It seems that this is true. Between Bruce and Clark, it is obvious that Clark is the more determined one. He knows what he wants and what he is doing. And Bruce... Maybe he is still confused sometimes."

"I don't think he's confused, he just needs more emotions." Harley took the ice bucket and added more ice cubes to the wine, and said, "In other universes, compared with Batman who is more like a god, Superman is more like an ordinary person and has a higher emotional need. But our universe is in turn, Clark is like a god, and Bruce is more like an ordinary person."

"And man and God are destined to be unable to live in peace," Palmela continued, "either one kills the other, but worse is another situation, they become friends, and one wants to love the other."

"It sounds like human history," said Halle. "They built their entire society in this cycle. But it was not like a vortex in a washbasin, but a storm, or a wheel that was about to break down, and it looked violent and heavy."

"So Bruce is going crazy."

"What about you and Talia? Are you the same?"

"We are obviously the former," said Pamela. "and unfortunately, my role in this game is the god to be killed. Fortunately, I am better off."

Harley rolled her eyes and said, "That's the Green of Everything. I guess when he finds out that you use his power to solve the troubles left by your one-night stand, he will also want to kill you."

"Then you underestimate him too much. I even use his power to one-night stands. I'm still alive." Pamela let out a sip of cigarette without caring.

"Borrow a quote from a doctor in another world - when you are shameless, no one can win you."

"To be honest, if Batman is going to buy drunk for Superman, if they know that God's call will be blown up," Pamela continued, "They have to have a reason. I mean, aren't they just teaming up in the fight world just now?"

"Maybe the problem is that it's here," said Halle. "Maybe they don't have a tacit understanding. Bruce feels he's too weak to drag him back?"

"It's impossible." Pamela denied, "It's not a tacit understanding, but they are both in a restricted copy. In this kind of copy, Bruce should be stronger."

"That's when Clark feels that he's too weak and doesn't want to team up with him anymore, and then Bruce is sad."

Pamela still frowned, obviously disagreeing with this statement. She bit the cup with her canine teeth and made a clicking sound. She thought while saying: "If Batman in other universes is compared to cats and Superman to dogs, it is reasonable for cats to often feel that dogs are annoyed. But our universe is a cat, and Batman is a dog. If a cat feels annoyed, it must be Superman who feels annoyed Batman, but Superman will not feel annoyed others, and it is even less likely that he will feel annoyed by Bruce."

"Yes, didn't you listen to his phone call just now? Clark also offered to invite him to Couple Night. He didn't even invite us!"

"We are not couples," said Pamela. "Of course, although I think we can be..."

Halle immediately stretched out a hand and said, "Stop. Before discussing this topic, solve the problem between you and the female killer."

"It's over, haven't I solved her?"

"Physical solution is also considered a solution? And you haven't physically solved her completely. OK, aren't you talking about Bruce?"

"I don't think the problem is Clark." Pamela said firmly, "either Bruce is crazy or..."

"Or what?"

"Or we were crazy and came to the bar with Bruce Wayne. He was drunk. We both had to find a way to carry him back later."

"What's the difficulty? Just use the vines to wrap him..."

"Of course it's not difficult to carry him away. The hard thing is how to avoid all kinds of tabloid reporters. You don't want to be a member of his romantic news, right?"

"I don't care." Harley said after a sip of wine. "If we two are on the news together, I'll go to Wayne Building to ask for money. He has to give me at least a few million to seal my mouth."

Pamela rolled her eyes, and her eyes glanced at Bruce again. Bruce was sleeping soundly, and she looked like a lunatic when she was drinking and dancing, but she looked like a dead person when she fell asleep.

A vine came out from under the sofa, Pamela walked over, pretending to carry Bruce, but in fact it was all up to the vine to support him, and Halle was holding him on the other side, and the three of them swayed out of the bar.

Then I saw Clark Kent.

"Now the love news is coming to the metropolis." Halle smiled and said, "If you don't give me ten million, you will definitely not be able to block my mouth."

Clark frowned at Bruce, who was drunk like mud, but took him from Pamela's hand.

"His car is over there," Pamela said, pointing to the intersection on her right, "the most slutty one is his, yes, the bright purple Porsche 911."

When Clark looked back, he saw that the car was very conspicuous, almost becoming a landmark on Bar Street, but what was more conspicuous was the long guns and cannons lying next to the car. He even saw the familiar faces of the Planet Daily there.

If he had just supported Bruce like this now, the next day the lovely news of the world's richest man and metropolitan journalist would spread all over the world, and Bruce now obviously could not afford the sky-high hush money.

Seeing that Clark was in trouble, Harley snapped her fingers and said, "If you are willing to lend me a few days to play with Xiao Kr, I will lead them away. How about it?"

"Forget it," Clark said, "You will definitely give him junk food, and he can no longer gain weight."

"Then what are you going to..." Halle said as she looked up and watched Clark grab Bruce and slowly disappear into the night of Gotham.
Chapter completed!