Super Detective in the Fictional World

Master Wei, carrying the gun that had finished the only three Kryptonite powder bullets in one hand, walked up to the Day of Destruction.

At the sight of its deathless eyes, he felt a surge of pleasure: all monsters of Krypton should die.

Tilting his head slightly, he caught sight of Superman just in time to collide with it.

With a grin on his lips, Master Vai smiled kindly.

He wasn't so anxious to kill Superman now that a suitable "tool man" had emerged to keep him at bay.

With that in mind, he nodded to the Tool Man beside him, "You're good at tying knots."

Luke the Toolman was scanning the changes in Doom Day's body data under the continuing influence of Kryptonite, and he heard a passing compliment to Master Wayne, "Those three shots of yours are pretty nice, too."

It wasn't really his wide-eyed bragging.

To be able to use bullets with that speed to interfere and limit Destruction Day at a critical moment, shooting precision and big heart were essential.

If it were some shooting champion who missed one shot, the next two shots might not even have the courage to pull the trigger.

After all, there's a big difference between a competition target that can't shoot back and the near-invincible Day of Destruction that destroys the sky and the earth.

Upon hearing such a commercial mutual blow, Master Wei was very straightforward to extend an invitation: "In a few days, have time to talk together?"

Luke: "No problem."

Superman, floating in the air, frowned and felt a sense of unease: why do these two guys ...... look like they stink of each other?

As powerful as he was, he couldn't help but drop his gaze to a few leaps and land on the nearby goddess of war, Diana: should he have a date with this one too?Emmm~ Never mind, it wouldn't be good for Louise to know.

The goddess of war was in a good mood at the moment.

She neither had too complicated a relationship with the three present, and her powerful own strength did not need to immediately get together to recruit anyone.

Moreover, she was a great beauty.

It wasn't that she needed men to come up to her and fawn over her, but if she showed a little affection, men would easily lose their sense of propriety.

After that first love a hundred years ago, she hasn't thought about finding a second boyfriend yet.

Therefore, her mental activity was simple and she didn't notice Superman's torn eyes.

Walking over to Luke, she asked the one question that concerned her most: "I can get my stuff back, can't I?"

"Anytime, Your Highness." Luke said, and then to Master Webster, "Don't take that spear off yet, I don't want this thing to come back to life in a few days."

Master Wayne was agreeable to this, not minding that Her Highness had retrieved the weapon before he did.

Of course, technically, the kryptonite on the spear was also from Lex, but only the shaft was made by Master Vai, so it can't really be considered "his" weapon.

He also thought of another question along with that, "What about this body?"

Luke looked at Superman and the Goddess of War, "If, you have a way to completely destroy it, then I don't mind leaving it to you."

Before they could reply, he stated a more detailed request, "Before destroying it, it would be best to break it into several pieces and destroy the head first. One is enough with Lex, I don't want it to be obtained by any other ill-intentioned person."

The two frowned: this ...... was a bit of a problem.

Letting them fight was fine, but killing each other and then chopping it up and bruising it? I'm sorry, it's just not their way of looking at things.

But what Luke says makes sense, because Lex has already tested it for him - Kryptonian corpses really can be turned into superweapons.

They can monitor the wreckage of a Kryptonian ship, but there's more than one way to use a corpse in this universe.

Personally, it's like someone telling you that it's important to take out shit and that the city will smell like "aromas" without doing it, but most people won't do it.

Especially if there's a ready-made candidate. Their eyes fell on Luke.

Luke glanced over at Master Wayne, who was really super suspicious, and was already suspecting he wanted to do something bad with the corpse.

Well, Master Webster had actually guessed most of it right. Luke had to admit this, the mistake was not to use it for bad things.

Because he had enough other technology in his possession that he didn't need the corpse if he wanted to do bad things.

Luke nodded, "I'll get rid of it with Batman then."

All three of them stare at him, all a little surprised.

Luke: "I don't think he'll mind getting dirty and tired."

In response, the artifact-laden, almost slimy Battlestar Galactica and the classy, artifact-robed, untouched Superman look at each other for a moment.

And then looking at the dusty Master Wei, and Luke, whose battle armor's mottled marks hadn't completely disappeared, the two were speechless: this special effect (equipment) was from Mom and Dad, so blame me!

With Luke, an acceptable middleman for all three, to talk to, Superman and Master Waverly, who might have originally made some trouble out of it, just met eyes a few times and left on their own.

Master Wayne was also concerned about the transportation of the bodies and said he could help.

Luke chuckled softly, and a small virtual light screen appeared on his wrist, issuing a few commands on it.

In less than a minute, a mutant version of a black Quin transport plane descended from the sky, and several high-fidelity prototypes, remotely controlled by Luke, transported the massive corpse of the Day of Destruction on a hover crate.

Luke followed towards the open rear hatch, "You have my contact information, you can come to my base in three days and destroy it together."

Master Webster frowned, his mind turning to a host of preliminary ideas on how to get rid of the dangerous man in front of him, "ok, I will."

Luke didn't look back, just issued orders for the transport to quickly lift off and leave.

It wasn't that Master Wei was moving to kill him, the death premonition was just a little bit of a hint.

Not necessarily to deal with you, I just "by the way" to make a plan - as the same "master of the plan", Master Lu knows that it is just a habit, or ...... compulsive?

Witnessing the mutant Quin transport leave, Master Wei stood still in place for a moment before mumbling under his breath, "This guy ...... is rich, huh?"

As a big capitalist, he was all too aware of the efficiency with which money and power translated in this country.

The power of money, power, and superpowers combined, Lex has already given a negative example - given the opportunity, this configuration is enough to create a monster like Doomsday.

Superman is scary, but this "god" who wants to be a man has a weakness.

But this Dark Knight is a bit ...... like himself? Master Webster had to admit it was similar, at least in terms of money and the way he did things.

Would that make him ecstatic and consider him a half-brother? Oh, naive.

People, the most annoying character is often their own "high imitation version".

It's not to hate yourself, it's because you are - to be strict with yourself, this "virtue", is the norm for most people.

It's very normal for a woman to find a conservative friend who is a philatelist, so that she can reduce the number of people who are not.