Chapitre 57: Chapter 57 Night Party Interlude
"Ha!" The sullenness on his face from the tangled door lock disappeared when Mike saw Jay, "This world is tiny. Look, we just had a few days ago. I know!" He dragged the tan suitcase behind him into the room, glanced at Jay's luggage, and said in surprise, "Oh, your preparations are complete; you moved the whole house here. already?"
"Uh...my mom, she insists it's all necessary," Jay replied casually as he tried to re-lock the door that Mike had kicked open, only to find that it seemed hard, "You know, you just have to knock on the door before you get in, right?"
Mike shrugged a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I didn't expect someone to be inside. My irritability is innate, my mother said it was inherited from my father, and I think it looks like it. Considering how many times we will do it next Year, roommate, you'd better get used to it quickly."
Jay quietly checked the door lock with X-sight and said helplessly: "Well, it was just a little rusted and needed some oil. But now, I'm afraid we have to get a new lock."
Mike scratched his head: "Is it so bad?"
"The lock is broken; it's useless."
"Okay, sorry." Mike was embarrassed. "It's my fault. I'm born with impulsivity, and I'm… er… trying to improve."
"No, no, it's okay," Jay said, changing the subject. "Let's fix the locks first and then drop by for dinner. If we live here for a few years, we'll have to figure out what's outside. Something delicious, right?"
Hearing this, Mike's eyes suddenly lit up: "Ha, I paid attention to this on the way here. I know there is a great place outside the end of the street, and everyone only needs five dollars, steak, chicken, and Unlimited wine as you like!"
"There is such a good place?" Jay's eyebrows moved.
"Of course, I can take you there now. How about my treat?"
Jay hesitated; the condition did sound a little too tempting, so tempting that you couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with it. And they didn't know each other very well; they had just met the next day.
"What?" Mike asked suspiciously. "What other arrangements do you remember?"
"Ah no, no." Jay smiled, putting his doubts aside. He is a new superman. His skin is invulnerable to swords and guns, and his body is immune to all poisons. Even if he goes down to the earth's center, he will not be injured. What else is there to be afraid of?
"Then let's go."
Ten minutes later, he changed his mind - well, it turns out that even a man of steel has something to fear.
Mike led him into a dark room, and people's heads shook in the dim light. The loud three-dimensional surround rock sound shook the eardrums of everyone in the venue, and colorful lights gathered on the main dance floor. The scantily clad strippers generously released their seductive charms in the countless pairs of lustful eyes, scratching their heads around the pole, drawing applause and cheers.
Jay was pretty sure it was a little too early for his current registered age on the household register—or maybe he never should have been in a place like this if Mrs. Reynolds knew she might have used it. The saliva drowned him. But his companions seemed to be in high spirits, clapping and cheering along with the rest of the customers in a very natural way, occasionally turning their heads into Jay's ear and whispering, "Wow, that blond is really on time; I like it. Look. I didn't lie to you, the scenery is superb, and the price is affordable!"
Jay rolled his eyes at him but had to smile wryly. Well, at least on the point of unlimited food and drink buffet, he did not fudge.
So he picked a sofa in the corner and sat down, trying his best to focus on the good food instead of what Mike called the "beautiful scenery." But when the perfect dancing girls in the finale came on stage, Mike pulled his arm excitedly, and he had to temporarily put down the steak in his hand.
At this moment, a new dancer is walking backstage onto the stage with a catwalk that is even more standard than a professional model. Except for the purple cat-shaped mask covering half of her face, she is almost only wearing a lace-trimmed bra and hot pants. The flickering lights shine on her flawless skin, which outlines her impeccable softness. Curve.
"Ha! This is the best one of the night!" Mike shouted.
Jay frowned - it wasn't that he had any thoughts about the night party girl herself, but that he just felt that this woman gave him a vague sense of familiarity.
Everyone has their heart rate, and Jay needs to listen to his heartbeat to identify someone he knows. And this woman's heartbeat... No, impossible; how could she be here?
At this time, the girl was in the middle of the stage, releasing her incomparable femininity, giving full play to the advantages of her perfect figure with a sultry posture. But she is different from other nightclub girls. She is charming but like a frozen queen. She is like a cool and arrogant queen, which makes people unconsciously give birth to the idea that "you can only look at it from a distance and not play with it".
Jay finally felt that he couldn't hold back his curiosity. He calmly used his X vision to see the natural face under the girl's mask on the stage, and suddenly he couldn't help but exclaim.
Worse, isn't that Helena?
Noticing Jay's strange reaction, Mike whispered, "You know her?"
"...know."
"Wait, so great? Who is she? Your ex-girlfriend? Oh wait, it won't be your current one..."
Jay rolled his eyes at him. "Just a friend. Stay here, and I'll be back in a minute."
After speaking, he got up and squeezed out from the crowd backstage. Mike waved his hand and shouted from behind, "If you can, please help me get her contact information!"
Jay ignored the sturdy new companion and trotted through the crowd, blocking Helena as she stepped down.
"Seriously, Gotham's cape fighter and government agent pole dancing in a nightclub?" Jay asked straight to the point. "What top secret mission is this?"
Helena was also a little surprised to see him: "You? What are you doing here?"
"Eat." Jay rolled his eyes. "My new roommate... is Dorji. You haven't answered your question yet."
Helena gave him a meaningful glance with a smirk. "It was a mission, but it wasn't from above," she said, wrapping a wide coat around her body, which was almost only in underwear. They gave me a dive mission, and I'm still on standby because My new partner... is a super rookie, still doing emergency training for diving programs, and my time is free to allocate until officially notified."
Jay raised his eyebrows. "So you decided to dance to pass the time?"
Helena rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Of course not. This time I'm working with Batman; we learned that a professor at this university has frequent contacts with the Gotham gang of Penguins, and he happens to be A regular here. So my task... um..."
She seemed embarrassed to say it outright, but Jay probably understood: "I'm guessing you're going to seduce him with a beauty trick and then get what you need?"
"Almost." Helena said indifferently, "I just chose the most efficient way to achieve my goal, and it's not the first time. It's no big deal."
"So you're reconciled with Batman," Jay said, wondering if it was your hot dance or what you learned in Batman's training class, but he quickly drove him away. I think it's a ridiculous idea. But thinking of this, he couldn't help but freeze for a moment and ask, "Wait, Mr. Wayne knows you're here..."
"All Worlds"
"I don't know. I just told him to hand this guy over to me, and I didn't say how." Helena glared at him fiercely, "You dare to tell him, be careful I let you swallow a kryptonite, Call you indigestion for at least a month."
Jay gasped. "I swear to God I didn't see anything tonight."
Strangely, he has superpowers that can escape from the sky, but every time he is in front of Helena, he unconsciously feels like a sidekick. Could it be that the bat family is born with a tame bonus to Kryptonians? T here is a possibility; maybe this is branded in the genes.
Helena's expression eased, and she said pleasantly, "That's right, then I'll consider not telling Mrs. Reynolds that you appeared on the wrong occasion."
Jay's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but grimaced, and then he remembered that this was also his handle. Helena gave a triumphant smile, left, "Have fun", and turned around gracefully to walk away.
"Ah yes," Jay stopped her suddenly and suddenly, and then said something he regretted the next second, "That suits you well, and you look good."
Then he regretted it, he didn't know what he was thinking, but the words just blurted out almost without thinking. He thought Helena would be pissed off, maybe she would... well, he didn't know what would happen to her, and that was the scariest part.
However, unexpectedly, Helena turned her head and looked at him with a strange, strange look. Jay felt as though he saw a fleeting flash of blush on her cheeks, as brief as an illusion.
Oops, she seems to look prettier.
But she returned to normal instantly, turned around, and disappeared into the dark crowd without saying a word. Jay quickly found her next to a professor with a big belly. The professor looked flushed and seemed to have drunk a lot. Helena would probably get it fast.
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