"Slade, is this a matter of time?"
Bobo moved closer to Su Ming. For some reason, the Mercenary was already lying on the dead man's bed, repeatedly stroking the Beast Hide beneath him.
The gorilla meant to ask Deathstroke whether Hypertime was up to its tricks again and had caused this situation.
Just like the matter of the two Roys.
"Possibly, but there's another hypothesis that seems more likely."
Su Ming folded his hands beneath his head and looked up at the pitch-black ceiling of the cave.
"Glark's 'friend' might have come here first and killed him, then disguised himself as Glark to deliver the goods to the Hall of Justice. Everyone knew Cave Boy was honest, strong, and didn't even speak English very well. So even if they saw him carrying a huge pile of things around the Hall of Justice, no one would question him."
If that person possessed teleportation technology, it was reasonable for him to have technological disguise methods as well. There was a slight difference in build, but that was no real problem.
"Besides, there weren't many people in the Hall today. Everyone's attention was drawn by yesterday's sudden worldwide snowfall, and the Superheroes had to go home too." Bobo sat beside the bedding, pinching his pipe as he pondered for a moment. Then he suddenly said, "Could this also be part of Darkseid's plan? Use the snow to distract the Heroes, then trigger a Zombie Crisis and create an opportunity to strike certain targets."
The cavern below was a little cold, especially as the shadows drifted away. That peculiar chill of another world spread through the cramped space.
Su Ming sat up from the bedding and put a cigarette between his lips as well.
"It does resemble Darkseid's usual style. Whenever he wanted to