Crumb Clark

As Eric expected, Bruce was completely attracted by the jewelry and artifacts with owl characteristics displayed by Penguin.

 And he was so rich that he bought almost all the jewelry and artifacts. He

 fully showed Eric his greatest superpower - "rich"!

 "I can feel the smell of conspiracy."

 Catwoman took Eric's arm, and saw Bruce's obviously abnormal mood, frowned and said to Eric.

 "About what?"

 Eric asked Catwoman, who had restrained her wildness at this time.

 "Some people will be obsessed with the world they created and fail to notice the abnormalities around them."

 Catwoman's eyes flashed brightly, "Of course I will face this situation, but usually I will feel this way when I am obsessed with jewelry or men. But now, I can feel the trap created by Penguin, and I can't be obsessed like those who are fascinated by jewelry."

 Raising her burning eyes, she looked at Eric, "And I suspect that this trap may be related to you."

 Eric looked at Catwoman with some surprise. He didn't expect that she would still be calm when facing jewelry.

 "You are always so alert?"

 "Don't you know the natural sensitivity of cats?"

 Catwoman looked at the celebrities at the banquet, "I once dated a child from an orphanage, and he told me: Don't get too comfortable. Do you know what that means?"

 Before Eric could answer, Catwoman said directly:

 "Never believe in a warm bed and a good life. It's best to do it yourself before others tear down the house. So... I don't believe in such a happy dinner. I usually kick a few times and leave early before such a house collapses."

 "It sounds reasonable."

 Eric nodded, "Are you interested in making a deal?"

 "Date with me?"

 Catwoman chuckled and pulled away from Eric's arms, "There are many people who want to torture Catwoman. I have been fooled once, and I won't let you succeed easily again."

 "Although I am confident that I can catch Cat again, I am not very interested now. Are you interested in a very lucrative business?"

 Eric took the initiative to propose to entrust a very lucrative business to the other party.

 Catwoman's eyes immediately narrowed, and she was hooked like a cat.

 The cat's natural sense of danger was lost in an instant.

 "What?"

 "I'm leaving Gotham and going back to Metropolis tomorrow, but I need a contact person, or agent, in Gotham. Although I doubt your professional ethics, I think that compared to loyalty, the most commendable thing about Crow is that he can tip off people, right?"

 The four-day Gotham new book promotion ended today, and he will return to Smallville tomorrow.

 The basic purpose of this trip to Gotham has been achieved.

 He got several million dollars from the Penguin, and by the way, he directly revealed the secret information of the Court of Owls to Batman.

 Batman and the Court of Owls will definitely have a "war" that will not be decided in a short time.

 As for me who lit the fuse, I just need to watch the show quietly.

 So Catwoman was chosen by him as his agent and spy.

 "Then you must not have heard the story of the Crow and Mercury. In this story, the Crow deceived the two gods Apollo and Mercury."

 Catwoman took Eric's arm again, with a cunning light in her eyes, "But you can trust me temporarily. How long the 'temporary' lasts depends on how much you pay. If the price is enough to satisfy me, I think I can reconsider even the date tonight."

 Eric glanced at Catwoman's explosive figure and nodded, "You won't refuse. By the way, I'm also looking forward to the date tonight."

 The next day.

 Smallville, Kent Farm.

 Jonathan sat at the round table in the living room, poured a glass of water, raised it to his mouth, but quickly put it down.

 "You said you were going to Hamilton?"

 Martha asked her husband in surprise: "I remember you said you didn't like Hamilton?"     "Theoretically, yes. In addition to my objection to his 'meteorite environmental change theory', I also have an opinion on his selling plastic meteorite fragments to tourists from other places."

 Martha looked at the green meteorite her husband had placed on the table, "So you went to buy the plastic meteorite from him?"

 "This is not fake, but real, Martha."

 Jonathan picked up the meteorite fragments on the table, "You have to believe that farmers who have lived in Smallville for decades have the basic ability to identify meteorites."

 "You want to use this on Clark?"

 Martha thought her husband's idea was a bit crazy, and even temporarily put aside her grudge with Hamilton for Clark.

 "Eric will be back from Gotham this afternoon, and I just called him. Jonathan, I don't think this is a good idea."

 Jonathan put the meteorite away and smiled at his wife, "Just in case."

 At this time, Clark, who was missed by Jonathan and Martha, was driving a Ferrari towards the farm.

 The roar of the luxury car interrupted the conversation between the couple.

 The two pushed open the door and walked out, and found Clark, wearing sunglasses, holding a package and putting it into the red Ferrari.

 "Clark, we looked for you all night last night."

 Martha looked at Clark who was packing his things, was stunned for a moment, walked up to him and said, "What are you going to do?"

 "Sorry, I spent the most meaningful night of my life last night. As for what I plan to do now? It's very simple, leave here forever!"

 Martha glanced at her helpless husband, "We want to help you, Clark."

 "Help me with what? Stay here?"

 Clark sneered and threw the backpack in his hand into the convertible Ferrari, "Stay here to farm? Waste my life for 20 dollars a week pocket money?"

 After listening to Clark's words, Jonathan couldn't bear it anymore, "Clark, I really hope you listen to what you are saying."

 The last word "bullshit" was choked in his mouth. Taking a deep breath, Jonathan suppressed his irritability.

 "Clark, you are not right now. There is something wrong with your body. Pete told us that you may be affected by the ring."

 "Are you still blaming me for buying the ruby ​​ring?"

 Clark held the car door with one hand and shook his head with contempt at his father. "You are so pathetic!"

 "Clark, you..."

 Jonathan was about to step forward, but Clark stretched out a finger to block him. "No, no, no, you don't want to get close to me!"

 He was ready to take action if his father took another step closer.

 Martha stared at Clark with wide eyes. She could never have imagined that her eldest son would say such a thing.

 "What if I really want it!"

 Jonathan tilted his head and looked at Clark with an expression that said "I will fight you to the end."

 "Clark."

 Seeing the tension between the father and son, Martha quickly advised: "The ruby ​​on your ring is a meteorite. It may have changed your mind, just like you will get sick when facing the green meteorite."

 "Are you saying that the red meteorite changed my personality?"

 Clark pretended to be slightly panicked, touched the ring on his finger, and quickly put away his expression.

 "Haha, I'm just pretending, you think I'm surprised! No, I'm lamenting, why the hell didn't I meet it earlier!"

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