It was already early in the morning when Freya returned to the hotel.

After leaving the port, she flew to the downtown area at night, and was in a corner of a 7×24-hour shopping center with a large passenger flow. After a while, she walked out of the mall, wearing a suit she had just bought, and threw the locator from her hair behind her. Freya didn't know how Batman learned her information, was it a lucky guess or a different way, but there was no harm in acting cautiously. She felt a little regretful that she didn't think about it when she took off. Fortunately, the black windbreaker was the most ordinary one and there was no obvious feature on it.

She took a comfortable bath in the hotel bathtub to wash away the fatigue and traces left by the battle all day.

This day was the longest day in her life. Since early morning, she has met several mutants and superheroes, and some Wayne Freya, who has some ideas, had to be added in the middle. She thought she could have a peaceful life after moving out of Washington, but it was only a year since peace and things exploded like a lot of money.

I have made three votes in the past year, but now I have made three votes a day.

Tired.

She added some bath salt to the water, and simply put on a waterproof bag to start brushing her phone.

Open Twitter, click on search, the tag popped out in a flash, and Freya looked down one by one.

The most popular one is "Iron Man's new girlfriend", who is not very interested in slashing this one.

The second one was "Wayne's Three Weeks of Curse". Freya saw the name of the sucker and looked in with no idea what kind of mentality. Unexpectedly, the first news that popped up brought her a little stiff side face.

The paparazzi took photos of them having dinner, and the words "Blusey found a new love, and the Three Weeks of Curse came into play again."

Many of the comments below carry "I don't believe" emoticons, or they swear that her face must have been slandered, not as good as the goddess's finger. She thought about who the goddess was, and then suddenly realized that the cover of the magazine she read on the subway was Wayne's face, and there was a supermodel's swimsuit photo on the inner page.

It turns out that Wayne changed his girlfriend so regularly. Freya thought to herself, I wonder if he made a form on his calendar at home, or if there was a regular reminder on his phone that "It's time to change his girlfriend" every three weeks.

At this time, she found a retweet praising herself, which attached several links to the news she had accidentally photographed when she was brave enough to do justice. The owner of the push may be a young man. He said indignantly that he worked for the newspaper and there was a photo he took, and this lady deserves respect.

Freya gave him a thankful praise with relief.

If you exit this article and look down, the third label is "Superman's Uniform". It seems that Superman was photographed by the media holding something suspected to be a mobile phone in his hand while fighting with militants in a building, so people have been speculating with all their brains whether there is a pocket for Superman's uniform and where it is.

Freya thought something, she pulled down several times and found that there were various soul painters under the label, and no one had the pockets in normal positions. The first vote I saw when I clicked in, the highest vote was actually the "S" sign on my chest, which might be a hidden pocket. The difference was that Superman might have stuffed essential supplies in the little red boots... Freya made up for it and almost laughed out loud. She looked at all the options and finally voted for "sand between the cloak and the shoulders".

The water was a little cold, so she added some hot water...

The fourth label is "Captain's Fitness Video", which seems extremely simple compared to the previous few. In addition to the original video publisher, the "Avengers" with the certification logo, the matching letter is "Avengers Building gym recruits skilled equipment maintenance and venue cleaning, and then receives a physical coach with a good reputation, and don't be too tall, and give you benefits."

The video is an edited essence, including the captain’s boxing, the captain’s running, the captain’s weightlifting and the captain’s sweat.

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This world is not going well.

She glanced at the comments below. Not only did there appear, two of which were captains who only posted five or six tweets a year, including "Happy New Year" and "Merry Christmas" ("Who shot the video?"), Iron Man who posted four tweets a day on average ("What the hell is this? @Black Widow @Hawkeye are you?"), and there are also non-staff who never posted a Twitter but was followed by the entire Avengers (You Uncle B: "Tony, can I help with training, is this expression? [Laughing cry]").

Freya laughed as she played with the necklace on her chest. If you look closely, you will find that the gems inlaid with green necklace were flowing with warm light, and a string of numbers flashed like a mirror.

She decided to look at the last tag again. She withdrew from this post and suddenly saw the tag "New Super English" that has been hanging from this morning until now. A day later, its popularity is still ranked fifth.

She didn't want to click in, but finally gritted her teeth and took a look.

The main content in this post is that, just like people discussing Superman's pocket, a large group of people are discussing her title, and the highest vote is "Dinosaur Hero".

??????

Freya silently put down her phone, determined to throw away a drawer of wholesale mask when she went back.

She packed herself up and went back to the bedroom to rest.

That night Freya had a dream, and a lot of people chased after her, shouting "Dinosaur Woman" for her autograph, which scared her so much that when she woke up the next morning, she had dark circles appearing under her eyes.

The negotiation meeting was at two o'clock, and it was already past 9 o'clock when she got up, and a text message was floating on her phone.

"From Wayne: Are you lucky enough to invite you to have a meal together?"

Considering the awkward flirting at noon yesterday and the fact that she was being online for three weeks, Freya wanted to refuse directly, but when she thought of the battle damage caused by her momentary excitement and showing off her skills, she couldn't help but label Wayne, who had inexplicably paid compensation, was labeled as a good person in her heart.

Bruce Wayne is just a playboy, and he is still a very loyal citizen in his heart.

She happily replied "of course."

More than an hour later, she changed her clothes and applied concealer and went downstairs. Wayne was already waiting at the door of the hotel with a luxury car with a bad style.

Freya got into the car and fastened her seat belt.

Bruce Wayne turned his head to look at her.

It's coming again, that ominous premonition.

"Good noon, ma'am," Wayne complimented with great sincerity, "you look brilliant."

Freya decided to do something.

"Mr. Wayne..."

"Bruce." Wayne interrupted her and started the car, "if you don't mind."

"Bruce, please call me Freya, too." She changed her words in a good manner. "Listen to me, I understand what you mean, but if you want this, I am by no means the right person."

Bruce seemed a little surprised, he turned his head slightly and smiled, "Freya, has anyone ever told you that you are very direct?"

Freya laughed. "When I was still at home, my mother often said this. Later, I went to college and started working, and I only maintained this directness in my professional field. Bruce, you are my professional field."

"People who don't know will think this is a love word." Bruce quipped, he paused, and said, "But I respect you and your professionalism. I am too reckless."

"It's not that you don't have charm, just treat it as if I can never enjoy the fun of making headlines." Freya breathed a sigh of relief and joked.

Bruce sighed in disguise: "I have always been proud of my reputation, but if I had known that I would have missed you, I would have been cautious in my words and actions."

"It makes you sad." Freya raised her eyebrows, "You are far more lively than you write in the newspaper, Mr. Bruce."

"Data is just a statement to a person, but what he looks like is often not measured by numbers. I like data, I rely on data, but I will also jump out of data," he said. "For example, you, I heard Mr. Davis say that you are good at fighting freely, then I would think you are an offensive person, but the facts are far more complicated than that."

"Boss actually remembers my little interest," Freya said, alert in her heart, not thinking Davis could remember such a small thing. "I used to live in Washington, and often went on business trips in New York. If you have followed the news of these two cities, you will understand why the residents of these two places urgently need to learn some self-defense tricks. You can't expect Iron Man to fall from the sky at any time when aliens invade, and you can't expect to meet Captain America when you go out."

In fact, it seems that she can, she decided to ignore the error.

"I've heard of that crisis, half of New York was affected, but the culprit was taken back to the Divine Realm and was simply imprisoned," said Bruce. "Aliens, they are always so dangerous and reckless, aren't they?"

His words gave Freya a very familiar feeling.

"Thor and Superman are also aliens." Freya pointed out, "In theory, all lives not born on Earth are considered aliens, but they are not completely dangerous. Superman fights disasters and saves humans around the world. Thor is also one of the members of the Avengers. It is not identity, but power, which gives a person the ability to destroy and kill. Thor is not stronger than some citizens on Earth, and Superman is by no means unlucky."

Bruce's eyes flashed. "Citizen of Earth, I heard this for the first time."

"I just compared American citizens," Freya said. "Since aliens live on Earth, aren't the original residents on Earth all citizens of this planet?"

She also has a green card on Earth, and it is a really green card.

They were silent for a while.

"Why are you paying attention to aliens?" Freya suddenly asked, "is it related to the attack on Gotham Harbour last night? I heard you suffered losses, Bruce, it seems that aliens gave you a bad impression."

"My foundation is in charge of this matter," said Bruce. "I have a special fee to save these heroes. Although Gotham does not need a vigilante, Batman exists objectively, and it is very necessary to consider the residents of Gotham, reconstruction, especially rapid reconstruction. Since he cannot pay the money, it is better to be a good person. The name of a philanthropist sounds good."

"Batman's suit and chariot look quite expensive." Freya blurted out.

At that moment, she finally realized what she had been ignoring.

The sports car pulled over and stopped.

She looked at Bruce and found that the other party was also looking at her.

"But the pictures in the newspaper cannot show this, right?" he said softly.

They looked at each other.

Freya's heartbeat accelerated, and she realized that she was so close to something. She had no intention of exploring anyone's secret, but the secret had jumped into her hands.

She calmed down and Bruce looked at her, using her true self hidden under the absurdity and unruly, with her incredible blue eyes washed away like a storm.

Freya looked away.

"You're sponsoring Batman," she said at the end, "so that's the truth."

"Yes, people don't know this," Bruce was stunned for a moment, and his steel-blue eyes softened immediately. "It's a little secret."

Freya smiled. "That's great, I happen to be very good at keeping secrets."

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