What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Arctic.

Silver snakes are dancing in the mountains, and the cold wind is biting to the bones.

Lois Lane got off the helicopter. She was wearing a thick cotton coat and hat, and her nose was red from the cold wind.

Amidst the violent noise of the propellers, she saw a soldier walking up and shouting: "Miss Lane, are you okay? The camp is above, I will accompany you over there -"

"Very good," said Louis. She turned around and saw Clark Kent clumsily trying to get all the luggage off the plane.

"Be careful, those are heavy!"

Clark froze and stumbled twice: "I can solve it!"

"Do you need help?"

"Of course not!"

"Okay..." Seeing that Clark finally took the two trolley suitcases off the plane by himself, Louis shrugged: "Being competitive, huh?"

"Although I'm not a loyal viewer of the Daily Planet," Louis and Dabing walked towards the station together, Dabing said, "but those columns you wrote impressed me deeply..."

They climbed a short winding path and turned around the mountain peak. Soon, a camp under a snow-capped mountain appeared in front of them.

Clark walked over to her.

"What did I say?"

Lois said to Clark: "A scientific study, a national excavation of an unknown mysterious object. This is what the media should be reporting, not stupid Bruce Wayne!"

She stood on the cliff and stretched out her hand to hold the base below in high spirits.

"No more stupid Gotham's richest man, no more trivial third-rate journalism, Lois Lane will report on the real big discoveries!"

Louis said:

"I've had enough of Bruce Wayne!"

Seven minutes later.

When Lois Lane walked into the temporary command room in the camp, what caught his eye was Bruce Wayne's annoying smiling face.

Louis fell silent.

As she stood there, her whole body suddenly turned into a stone sculpture, and her aura was deeper than that of the famous sculpture of the Thinker.

"Oh my god——"

"What the ***?"

she says.

"Hello, nice to see you, uh, again." The silly big Clark next to him said, "What a coincidence."

After hearing this, Louis just wanted to give Clark a hammer.

So she smiled like Lois Lane.

"I'm so 'pleased' to meet you, Mr. Wayne."

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence!" Chen Tao sat on a chair with a smile, and Alfred stood behind him.

He was wearing pink fur and a pair of sexy limited-edition snow-capped mountain toad goggles. Louis' eyes lingered on his lower body... Are those trousers made of skunk skin? And those skates for indoor wear—

All in all, he didn't dress like a normal human being. Louis always felt that he was often not on the same level as the people around him, like a character from a comic book inserted into reality.

Louis crossed his arms:

"So, Mr. Wayne? Why are you here?"

He looked at the officers and the man wearing glasses and dressed as a professor standing next to him: "You just let this gentleman who has nothing to do with the matter appear here openly?"

They looked at each other, and then the man who looked like an officer coughed softly, and then said: "Mr. Bruce Wayne donated 1 million U.S. dollars to our camp."

The person who looked like a professor said: "He participated in this project as a special technical consultant. He also signed a confidentiality agreement. All procedures are reasonable and legal."

"Consultant?" Louis almost laughed angrily.

What kind of consultant? Do you want to teach you how to eat, drink and have fun?

Fortunately, she still had some sense and didn't say this directly.

"In short, Miss Lane, I am Colonel Hardy of the US Northern Command." The man dressed as an officer introduced himself:

"And this is Dr. Emile Hamilton of the Defense Vision Research Planning Agency."

The professor-looking man greeted Lewis slightly.

"You're early," Colonel Hardy said. "We thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow."

His tone seemed a little aggressive.

"That's why I came today." Louis answered him: "We have something to say up front, okay? The only reason I'm here is because the court in Canada that hears appeals rejected your decision to deport us. ban."

"So if you've had enough fun, could you send someone to show me what you've found?"

"Okay! You are so heroic and well said, let's watch and reward!"

Then Louis found that he had a lot of money in his hand, and Alfred flashed back behind the Gotham rich man.

Lewis gritted his teeth. The atmosphere was ruined in an instant, damn it.

Although I have a little more money on hand.

It's annoying to run into Bruce Wayne again.

Although I have a little more money on hand.

Then he saw Alfred giving Colonel Hardy and Professor Hamilton a wad of money each.

Louis saw the expressions on both of their faces. It completely turned into the shape of a banknote, without the vigilance of a soldier or the rationality of a scientist.

"What are you here for? Mr. Wayne?" Louis pulled Chen Tao aside, and there was some unnoticeable anger in his voice: "Why would a rich man like you abandon the colorful world of the metropolis? Why don’t you come to the North Pole, a place where birds don’t poop?”

"I plan to go to the alien spacecraft under the ice to see if I can find some alien technology."

Chen Tao told her truthfully: "By the way, get acquainted with the structure of alien spaceships, see if there is anything that can help prevent alien invasion, and then pick them up."

Obviously, Louis didn't believe a word of it.

"Okay, okay, I just heard that you came here, so I wanted to join in the fun and see how you usually report the news. Frankly speaking, I have a lot of creative inspiration here." Louis heard The other party said:

"I want to create my own film series here..."

This is still a barely convincing reason.

Clark slowly withdrew his attention from eavesdropping and rubbed his fingers twice.

Then he used his clairvoyance eyes to scan Mr. Bruce Wayne from beginning to end several times. No matter how you look at it, he is just a strong ordinary person, there is nothing strange about him.

He shook his head.

Clark, Clark, what are you thinking about?

"...NASA's emergency rescue satellite first discovered the anomaly——"

A few minutes later, a group of people gathered around the computer.

"The echo soundings of the ice shelf show chaos, but there's definitely something there."

"Maybe it's a Soviet-era submarine?" Louis said.

"Wrong, it's an alien spacecraft!" Then he heard Bruce Wayne's voice like an idiot: "I'm sure there must be a lot of aliens living inside, and maybe they are still with us. They look the same!"