"I found another one of my corpses..."
"Mm, huh? What do you mean, you found another one of your corpses? What's going on?" Miao Mu was stunned when he heard that.
"That's exactly what I mean. It might not be me, but... how should I put it? My clone, or even my descendant."
As Batman said this, he felt as though he were talking in his sleep. That Bruce was simply too young, and the genetic analysis showed slight differences as well.
He looked very much like a clone. That was another suspicious point.
Miao Mu rested his chin on his hand and thought it over. "You mean you found this corpse before? This isn't the first one?"
"Yes." Batman nodded.
"Damn, where did you hide that Smile Pocket? Nothing strange happened, right? Nothing came out of it?"
"No. I checked it."
Batman shook his head. After returning from the Marvel world, he had hidden the Smile Pocket away.
He had even researched ways to destroy it. He dared guarantee that no one would discover that place, much less find it.
"Good. I'm going to take a look at your corpse."
Miao Mu immediately took off his pajamas, walked over to the wall, lifted the painting, and pulled out a set of black tactical gear to put on.
"Take my car. I saved you a seat."
Batman had come prepared. He walked straight out, while Miao Mu grabbed three speed loaders and stuffed them into his pocket before turning to follow him. He had assumed it would be the Batmobile.
Instead, it was an antique sedan, dark blue at that.
"Your taste is terrible."
Miao Mu looked at the car with disdain, but when he saw Bruce lift up the car door to get inside, his curiosity was piqued.
He