"Hmm, then let's analyze the situation first."
As he spoke, Su Ming handed the mask back to the butler, indicating that it would not be needed next. After the latter tactfully left, he continued:
"The first time you heard the cry for help, you were in the Dreaming, while I heard nothing in the Main Dimension. Even though I possess multiple concepts, I still couldn't find Luthor's whereabouts."
"What does that tell us?" Barry slipped into lecture-listening mode. He had always loved hearing others analyze cases; otherwise, why would he have become a forensic investigator?
He simply enjoyed seeing his discoveries prove useful in solving cases.
"It suggests, to some extent, that the place where Luthor is trapped has a direct or indirect connection to the Dreaming, but is quite far removed from the Main Dimension—even from the Speed Force Plane."
Although Bobo was not around, The Flash was a passable stand-in. At least someone was responding, and that was a good thing. Su Ming nodded at him and continued:
"And the ones who heard the voice at the time were Cheetah and Little Dai. Little Zatanna was right beside them, yet she heard nothing. Is that correct?"
"I swear, I didn't hear anything last time." Zatanna raised three fingers, imitating a Boy Scout, and smiled sweetly at Deathstroke. "I have no reason to lie to you, either."
"I've never doubted your honesty, Little Zatanna."
Deathstroke lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly nodded through the smoke, indicating that she could put her hand down.
"But that incident showed us that Cheetah, who was cursed by divine power, and Little Dai, who possessed divine power herself, were the first category of people Luthor chose to seek help from. We don't know what means of communication he used, but