Bobo had gone to great lengths to explain everything clearly to Lois, and he was sweating all over by the end.
He had discovered just how formidable the female reporter could be.
The woman kept asking question after question, her eyes fixed on him like searchlights, as if she suspected he might be lying.
When Bobo said he had run into Deathstroke at the bar tonight, Lois demanded to know the exact hour, minute, and second. Luckily, his exceptional memory as a detective let him provide an answer. Otherwise, he really would have been stumped.
In short, the couple now clearly understood the entire chain of events. From Zeus to a corpse in Gotham, then to the dog at home, all of it seemed to be merely a few tentacles of an invisible web.
"Darling, I need to go back to the Hall of Justice." Superman rose to his feet and abruptly tore open his shirt, revealing the S emblem on his chest. He lowered his head to bid his wife farewell. "I can't imagine who would go to such lengths to target us, but I can tell this isn't simple."
"Okay. It's your responsibility, but don't forget that the children and I love you. You have to come back safely."
Lois immediately gave him a passionate kiss, lovingly caressed Clark's cheek and his red-and-blue uniform, then stepped back and forced out a smile. She was heartbroken, but had to support her husband for the greater good.
Somehow, she had created the atmosphere of a final farewell, as though Superman were not heading to the Hall of Justice for a meeting, but to the end of the universe to fight Anti-Monitor.
Su Ming and Bobo exchanged a glance, both at a loss for words. Those two were simply far