Chapter 27 New Mission! Superman is Dead! The Biggest Secret?

The woman looked nervous. It was obvious that she had heard what Whitebeard had said.
No one cares about this.

but,

Once someone starts paying attention, things are likely to get out of hand.

"Am I drunk..."

Whitebeard looked dazed and muttered to himself.

But soon he smiled again and shook his head gently: "Drunk? I started as an apprentice when I was young and learned to drink. I have been working for almost 20 years now. Can I get drunk with two glasses of beer..."

He looked at the dark beer on the table.
This look also indicates something...

"????"

Luther looked around.
But no one confronted them, they all avoided them, and everyone seemed to be avoiding something.

The peaceful Gotham is actually the most unsafe.

But in front of us, the pub that looks carefree and full of drinking buddies is hiding an unstoppable secret.

This world is wrong!

……

"Ding! New mission: Choose to investigate the biggest secret behind Gotham!"

"Whether to accept?"

……

The forbidden area mission appears again.

"accept!"

Chen Qiu's heart moved.

This secret, just like the city before our eyes, is shrouded in darkness, as if the whole world is shrouded in an indecomposable smog.

And in this world, many people seem to know this secret.

However, they seem unwilling to reveal it.

Even... there was something that made them feel afraid.

……

Chen Qiu finally lost his patience and looked at the bearded man: "Long story short, what happened to the Superman in this world?"

"Superman..."

Hearing this, Whitebeard's expression froze, he looked up at Chen Qiu, and sighed, "He's dead..."

"His body was hung on the Superman statue in Metropolis, with penetration wounds all over his body. The Man of Steel Superman was like a rag, with bullets piercing his entire body!"

Whitebeard gritted his teeth slightly, his expression horrified: "His head was cruelly cut off, and who would have thought that just yesterday Superman was still active in the public eye, saving workers in a collapsed mine!"

"..."

Hearing this, everyone around fell silent.

The action of picking up the cup to drink was also a little slower...

Luthor, who was standing aside, looked stern. He looked at the muscular man and asked again, "Is Superman dead?"

"Yes……"

The muscular man swallowed his saliva: "Superman is dead, he is really dead, I don't know where he is buried, I haven't seen it, but everyone says Superman is dead! Don't ask me..."

He looked a little frightened, and stepped back under Luther's gaze, then pushed open the door and ran out.

"Because no one knows who killed Superman, this city is shrouded in fear every day!"

Whitebeard blinked his sore eyes: "Moreover, Sheriff Gordon does not allow anyone to discuss or mention Superman again, otherwise they will be locked up in the Arkham Police Department!"

"..."

Chen Qiu touched his chin and asked again: "But even if it is a threat, I'm afraid it won't be very convincing. How can an empty promise stop rumors..."

This is somewhat strange.
Superman is obviously a hero, but people are not allowed to discuss his death, or even mention Superman.

It seemed to directly negate all of Superman's past achievements.

This……

This is actually not uncommon in the American empire, especially in this country, which is particularly sanctimonious.

They say they believe in peace, but in fact...

The arms sales are so good!
"yes……"

Whitebeard smiled bitterly: "At first no one believed it, until the clown with broken limbs was thrown into a mental hospital, and then no one believed it anymore!"

"clown!"

Luther muttered,

If he is Superman's greatest rival in Metropolis, then the Joker is Batman's greatest madman opponent.

Although he is a madman, his IQ is even higher than others.

Batman is known as the Dark Knight, and his principle of not killing will allow him to put all criminals in jail.

but,

The clown's limbs were broken, which made this matter seem particularly strange...

"..."

He looked at Chen Qiu.

"..."

Chen Qiu also looked at Luther.

Eye to eye.

Chen Qiu looked at Whitebeard first: "Okay, thank you! In the next 5 hours, you can drink as much as you want. Give a toast to Superman for me!"

After saying that, Chen Qiu stood up, turned around and left.

Luther followed closely behind, and neither of them stayed for even a second. The people around them were tactful enough to make way for the two of them.

"..."

It wasn't until Chen Qiu walked out of the tavern that Whitebeard came to his senses.

He hurriedly chased out of the tavern.

I looked up and suddenly saw...

"..."

Chen Qiu shook his arms and flew away.

The posture was exactly the same as Superman's, and then the figure disappeared into the air.

……

Whitebeard returned to the tavern again.

In fact, he was in a very low mood...

"You are so lucky!" said the woman just now angrily, while glancing vaguely towards the bar of the pub.

"You can choose it yourself. I can't spend all the money!" White Beard said casually.

"Yes!!"

The woman was excited. She walked to the bar and pointed at the wine on the counter with her chubby finger: "This, this, this!!! I want to eat some meat today!!"

……

"Oh--"

"Be careful not to get picked up and taken home drunk!"

"Actually, we can do it on the road, just push her against the wall!"

"I could play with those legs for a year!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Since they've treated you to such an expensive drink, why don't you give them your body?"

"Hahahahaha!"

……

The people around started to make a noise.

after all,

Such good luck is rare.

"..."

However, at the dinner table, a few people shook their heads slightly, looking at the figure of White Beard, with a hint of regret in their eyes.

Superman,

Saved many people in this world!
Especially when a person is facing a desperate situation, the appearance of Superman is tantamount to bringing hope to this life.

White beard,
There had been such an experience before, and he seemed to know more, but became more dull.

……

After three drinks.

"..."

Whitebeard finally felt a little tipsy. He stood up by holding onto the table.

"This is the extra money!" The bartender took out the remaining money from the bar without taking his eyes off the money in his hand. But no matter how reluctant he was, he still handed the money to White Beard.

Whitebeard waved his hand and prepared to turn around and leave: "Consider it as money for future drinks..."

"I'll take you there!" The woman was quick-witted and quickly hugged White Beard's arm.

This man looks sloppy, but it's actually because of some things he's been through, but he's still a nice person.

Moreover, it is said that he already has a lot of savings...

The woman had a good figure, but she was not young anymore, and the way she looked at Whitebeard was a little dull.

"..."

Whitebeard pulled his arm free, without saying anything more, pushed the door open and left, looking a little unsure of the situation.

……

(End of this chapter)