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Chapter 125 Toy Man
Chapter 126 Toy Man
With a communicator, the problem of how to contact each other afterward was naturally solved.
After further discussion, the group decided that Wonder Woman would keep the Escallib Trophy in her care.
After all, Wonder Woman herself was the first person to notice something amiss with the trophy.
Furthermore, the villains in Metropolis, including Luthor, basically only know how to deal with Superman, but don't know how to deal with Wonder Woman.
Therefore, letting her keep it is the safest option.
After discussing tomorrow's plans, Superman and Wonder Woman took their leave, leaving Lois and Langdon behind.
Louise was waiting for the Metropolitan Police, and perhaps traffic officers, to arrive and deal with the case of a vehicle out of control and recklessly violating a series of traffic laws on the elevated highway.
Langdon had only used the excuse that his subordinates couldn't come and that he needed to protect Louise's safety to hitch a ride.
Now that Louise's car is gone, he can only stay here and wait for the people contacted by the poisonous fog to come and take him away.
"Luckily, I had insurance for my car." Louise looked at her car, the front of which was completely totaled, her face turning as black as the bottom of a pot. "But I will absolutely not let that guy get away with it, no matter who it is, whether it's Lex Luthor or whoever."
"God knows how long I saved up for this car! And how many reports I wrote!"
"————" Faced with Louise's anger, Langdon shrank back and dared not utter a sound.
But what the two people standing by the roadside didn't know was that their conversation (although only Louise was speaking) and the wrecked car next to them were being observed by someone in the distance.
This is a short man wearing an old-fashioned purple V-neck knit sweater and a bright red bow tie.
But more bizarre than all of that was the grotesque wooden doll head he wore, large enough to completely cover his head and obscure his face. (Note)
The puppet's head is wide open in an unsettling way, its expression wooden and stiff; looking at it for too long can involuntarily give one a creepy feeling.
At this moment, the person wearing the puppet head mask is tilting their head and holding their phone between their shoulder and shoulder.
At the same time, he held up a plastic-cased telescope covered in fancy stickers, the kind some children would use, and used it to observe what was in front of him.
However, unlike children's binoculars, the magnification of the binoculars this person is holding is in no way lower than that of professional binoculars.
What he was observing was Louise Lane and Langdon Parrells in the distance.
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"You didn't say before that Wonder Woman and Superman would be involved in this."
The puppet-headed figure spoke into the phone, the screen flashing, displaying an unknown number as the caller ID.
"And you didn't say—"
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The puppet-headed figure shifted the view through the binoculars, fixing it on the car next to Louise, whose front end was wrecked: "There will be others who also want to win that trophy."
"Just do your job and don't ask too many questions, Toyman." A muffled, hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone. "Anyway, only the person who wins the trophy gets our commission."
"Ugly cutthroat competition," the toyman said, "but it works."
"After all, I know what kind of people the other villains in Metropolis are," he said sarcastically.
"We don't care about any of that, Toyman," the voice on the other end of the phone said. "Let me reiterate, we need that trophy within three days. Anyone who gets in our way, dead or alive, is no match for us."
"But if you still can't do it after three days..."
"We don't need a bunch of useless trash like you." The voice on the other end of the phone chuckled coldly. "We'll do it ourselves, and you won't get a single penny of the commission!"
After saying that, the person on the other end of the phone hung up immediately.
"Beep—Beep—"
Faced with the busy tone of the disconnection message, the man known as Toy Man slowly put down his phone.
"Terrible employer."
The toy man clearly didn't like the person who hired him, but since it was a monetary transaction and the other party was generous enough, he had no choice but to put up with it.
"I have no idea where these mysterious and eccentric guys came from, and why they're so obsessed with a trophy."
"Forget it, like they said, this isn't something I should care about."
"However, although things are troublesome—" he muttered to himself, "if we succeed, our dollhouse will welcome many more new friends, won't you say, my friend?"
On the other shoulder of the toy man was an old-fashioned button-eyed teddy bear.
In response to the toy man's question, a slightly high-pitched electrical sound emanated from inside the teddy bear doll: "Yes—yes! Short!"
Having received a satisfactory answer, the toy man smiled from under his hood: "Well then, it's time for us to leave."
"Those useless cops from the Metropolitan Police will be here soon. Even if they don't notice this place, it's not worth paying attention to anymore."
After saying this, the Toy Man, carrying his backpack filled with toys that were actually various modified weapons, quietly left the area.
Note: The toy figures here are based on the design and appearance of Winslow Short Jr. from the 1996 Superman TAS series, which may differ slightly from what you might be familiar with.
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