6 Chapter 6 Underground Shopping Malls

Jay was eating toast for breakfast when he saw the news of the Nassinoh bank robbery on TV. Dad was still asleep in bed, and Mrs Reynolds threw the laundry into the dryer.

The reporters in charge of the interviews on TV are sparing no effort to tout how efficient the police in Nashinuo City are, how swift and resolute their actions are, arriving at the scene in the shortest time, and the gangsters did not even have a chance to escape. They attacked accurately and quickly, and their tactical arrangements were impeccable, so they took down the robbers at the minimum cost.

Then the camera shot to the team leader in charge of the operation, a rather handsome middle-aged man with blond hair. When he smiled, he showed eight neat teeth as if he had gone through countless rehearsals.

The reporter asked Detective Cortez why they led the team to handle this incident with such a near-perfect result this time?

Detective Cortez's nostrils turned upside down, and they proudly said that, of course, it was because my command was excellent and all our police officers were well-trained, and it was no problem to deal with these little hairy thieves who didn't know how to play with guns!

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The reporter immediately complied with his statement and raised his thumb, saying that our taxpayers' money was in vain. With such a professional police presence, the safety of citizens does not need to worry at all. Detective Cortez laughed and said that the prize was over, and we were doing our part.

The two were having fun. Cody Hawkins, a police officer, trapped in the bank with the hostages, rushed into the camera despite being blocked, shouting that the police didn't arrive in time and that it was the super girl who came to the scene to save everyone! He said she even blocked a bullet for herself, and the people should know the truth.

Detective Cortez was very displeased and waved for someone to pull the officer down. Then he told reporters not to care, that guy had been paranoid for a day or two, and everyone in the police force knew it. And the reporter didn't pursue this flawed explanation at all, ignoring this little episode intentionally or unintentionally, and continued to praise the efficiency of the police force.

Super girl?

Jay was thoughtful. Intuition told him that the version said by the young man who just grabbed the spotlight should be the truth.

It seems to have been so since the end of the Doomsday Invasion and the establishment of the World Federation. The media worldwide suddenly managed to keep their mouths shut, and there were few remarks critical of the government. All incidents involving superpowers were all covered up. Two years ago, an unexplained accident in Gotham City caused more than triple-digit casualties. The media said a sudden magnitude seven earthquake caused editors to say it was a supernatural accident involving magic. Is it true or false? There is no verification.

However, it is not difficult to understand that this situation will occur. After all, after suffering such a catastrophic blow, the stable development of society is more important than everything else.

Jay solved the toast in his hand, drank the whole glass of milk in one breath, and got up and went to the kitchen to wash the glass. At this moment, some other so-called expert was invited on TV. The bald expert with a beer belly listed the development status of various industries to prove how massive human development has been since the end of the heroic era. Jay Heart says maybe you're ignoring crime rates that are also soaring.

But that's the status quo, and that's why Jay doesn't feel the need to do something with this power. It took Lex Luthor all these years to finally get the world to accept his view that superhumans are a drag on human progress and that humans are better off without them.

But what's wrong with that? Jay was so satisfied with his current life that he couldn't ask for more. He has an ordinary and warm family, a new life, and an extraordinary talent that no one knows about. He has a bright future.

"Jay!" Mrs Reynolds' voice came from the bathroom. "Go and get your dad up and get dressed. We'll go to the underground mall in a while. You need to buy some new clothes."

"Buy again?" Jay asked. "Didn't you just buy it once before?"

"It's for summer, and your winter clothes are too small." Mrs Reynolds complained, "It's all your fault that you grow up too fast, and the clothes you just bought are too small. You don't know how to save. …"

Jay wanted to say in his heart that I didn't need winter clothes. Even if I went to Antarctica in short sleeves, I didn't know how to write unkind words, but I still didn't say them. After all, he still had to look like he had to try his best to look normal.

After pulling the extremely reluctant Mr Reynolds out of bed and having a simple breakfast, the three rushed to the underground shopping mall in the city's business district under Mrs Reynolds's leadership.

Since it was still a holiday, there were few people in the commercial area. The flow of people pouring into the ground from the entrances in all directions was comparable to a flood. When the three of them ran to the ground with the flow of people, Mr Reynolds kept mumbling something in his mouth, which sounded probable about not letting him sleep until he woke up.

When choosing clothes, Mrs Reynolds immediately showed a professional attitude. She never eats the Amway of the clothing store clerk feverishly and constantly makes up her mind after detailed research on colour, material, quality, and price. This sounds like the right thing to do, but it often means that it takes an extraordinarily long time. Plus, she might end up fussing with the price, so every time she asks to go out shopping means, you need to clear your schedule for the entire day.

Although Mrs Reynolds said, today was to pick out Jay's winter clothes, at the end of the day, the big bag in Jay's hand was only one set of clothdressestrousers bought for him. Most of them were Reynolds. Mrs Ze chose for herself. It's not that she had such a plan when she came, but that she had the problem of not being able to walk when she saw the clothes she liked, and when she came back to her senses, she had already bought a lot of them.

While she was choosing among the crowd, Mr Reynolds lowered his voice and said to Jay: "Actually, your mother doesn't need to buy so many, anyway, with her current development trend, she won't be able to wear it by this time next year. "

Jay laughed dumbly, and Dad was only brave enough to sneak a few words behind his back. Who knew that Mrs Reynolds' ears didn't seem very good in certain areas? She suddenly turned around and asked sharply, "What did you just say?"

Mr Reynolds shuddered: "I said...that you must look good with these clothes."

"Oh, is it true?"

Mrs Reynolds approached slowly with a gloomy murderous aura. Mr Reynolds realised that things were not good, and there was no luck. He cast a look of help to Jay; Jay just shrugged his shoulders, signalled that he couldn't get rid of the big bags, and returned him a sympathetic look.

Jay was laughing at the comical commotion of the two when his keen hearing suddenly caught a faint strangeness in the distance. He turned his head to the side and saw that the stream of people in the space on the left was surging towards this side very abnormally, like a flock of frightened birds.

Suddenly, an extremely ominous premonition came over me, like a suspicion that my peaceful life was about to be broken. Jay took two steps back subconsciously and said, "Dad, Mom? Let us get out of here."