I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

As an ordinary person, Martha was completely unaware of anything.

"Sorry, Martha, let me check. That desk lamp isn't fixed yet. Could you come back next week?"

Catherine walked out with an apologetic look on her face.

"of course."

Martha, who was always easy to talk to, chuckled.

She turned to leave with her two sons when suddenly a corner of a wad of cash was sticking out from under a cabinet near the stairs.

He bent down and picked it up.

"This is?"

"Thank you, Martha. I'm such a fool."

Upon seeing the wad of money, Catherine hurriedly put it away, her tone slightly stiff.

“A customer paid in cash, and I searched for him all day. Turns out he was here.”

"You're welcome. This is no small sum, Catherine. Please keep it safe."

An unnatural glint flashed in Martha's eyes, but she smiled.

After giving her instructions, she quickly left with her two sons.

As they left the antique shop and walked down the street, Martha murmured to herself.

"A ribbon from the town's savings and loan program was tied to that stack of money."

The town's bank had just been robbed, and then a stack of $10,000 from the bank appeared in Catherine's shop—it's hard not to make connections.

“Catherine said the customer paid, but we all know her antique shop hasn’t been open for a long time…”

"I don't think Aunt Catherine's family could afford to just throw away ten thousand dollars."

David noticed the panic on 'Catherine's' face when the wad of money appeared.

"The person who robbed the money is very likely connected to her."

"I saw it too."

Clark turned to look at the antique shop as he spoke, and saw a surprising scene.

Inside the antique shop, a hunchbacked figure seemed to have been stretched and grown taller, its chest and back straight, becoming the same as the one he had seen before.

And most importantly, a woman's corpse was placed in a cabinet in the store.

Aging, stooped, the heart no longer beats, and the blood has congealed.

“I don’t think what we saw was Aunt Catherine.” He opened his mouth.

"Who is that?" Martha asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know, but…” Clark stated his discovery.

Someone she'd known for years might be dead; their body was right behind her.

Martha was somewhat frightened and decided to go home first to discuss with her husband Jonathan how to resolve the matter.

Even though her eldest son had extraordinary abilities, she didn't want him to get involved in this matter easily.

As soon as the door closed, Tina's skin and flesh flowed like putty, returning to their original state.

Thinking of Martha's unnatural expression after discovering the money, she hung up the "Temporarily Closed" sign expressionlessly, her cold voice echoing in the store.

No one can stop me from achieving happiness!

Chapter 24 Just in case

arrive home.

"You mean you saw Catherine, but Catherine might already be dead?"

After listening to his wife and two sons' accounts—the green skeleton, the deformity, the corpse, the money—Jonathan was momentarily confused.

"The people who greeted us at the antique shop were probably the bank robbers."

Based on what Clark had said earlier, David felt the matter was obvious.

"First it was Luther, then it was Catherine. She has the ability to shapeshift and can transform into other people."

Who could that person be?

Martha was extremely uneasy, rubbing her arms. This was terrifying; the other person could transform into an acquaintance and silently approach her.

She hadn't realized at all that the other person wasn't someone she knew.

Clark frowned, deep in thought. First, it was certain that the skeleton was female, and secondly...

It seems there are no other clues for the time being.

"It's Tina."

After frowning and thinking for a few seconds, David suddenly spoke.

The three family members looked at him with puzzled expressions.

Clark asked, "Why Tina?"

"She has that ability. She could have easily killed someone and escaped. Why did she have to become Aunt Catherine's likeness? The police would never be able to find her."

Unless—Catherine is dead, the police will definitely come after her.

After analysis and speculation, he concluded that it was Catherine's daughter, and laughed.

Only Catherine's daughter, Tina, would be the only relative of the deceased, regardless of who killed Catherine.

"Tina robbed the money and killed her own mother; she did this out of guilt."

"Catherine!"

Martha is saddened by the passing of someone she once knew well.

"Don't speak too definitively, son."

Jonathan held his wife's cold hand to comfort her, frowning as he spoke.

"A daughter killed her mother, this..."

Such a heinous crime, which defies all human ethics, is simply too horrifying!

David raised an eyebrow at his father's instinctive reluctance to believe such a tragedy, but said nothing.

“I noticed her skeleton is a bit different.”

Clark carefully recalled his memories and finally remembered yet another clue that he wasn't sure if it could even be considered a clue.

"It emitted a strange green light, and the skeletal lines were a bit odd."

Unlike the smooth and natural lines of a normal person's ribs, that person's ribs were of varying thicknesses.

“When Catherine was with Tina, she was already quite old, and Tina was born with osteomalacia.”

Martha seemed to recall something terrible, and her face turned slightly pale.

"She and her husband sought medical help everywhere. Doctors believed she wouldn't live to the first grade of elementary school. They spent money to find ways to get her many experimental drugs that were still in the development stage, but it didn't work."

Jonathan frowned and took over the conversation, his voice somber: "Later, they had no choice but to take Tina back to the town, and somehow a miracle happened, and Tina gradually recovered."

He is now somewhat convinced of his son's reasoning that Tina is the murderer.

"Desperate people sometimes resort to any treatment they can find."

David stroked his chin and looked at Clark.

"I heard that when the meteorite first struck, some charlatans came to the town, claiming that the meteorite was a gift from God and that soaking it in water could cure all diseases..."

The rest is self-explanatory.

One can imagine that Catherine and her husband, having exhausted all other options, would have tried everything they could, and were overjoyed to thank God when they discovered their daughter's amazing improvement.

But Catherine probably never imagined that she would die because of her daughter.

“David is right, that person might be Tina.”

Clark's eyes widened.

With the younger brother's analysis and the information provided by their parents, all the clues came together.

No wonder that person's skeleton glowed like a meteorite, because she had been drinking water infused with meteorite since she was a child!

"Now that you've seen the body, call the police first."

Jonathan pondered for a moment, deciding not to give the killer a chance to escape, and picked up the phone to dial the police.

Briefly recounting the situation, they found what appeared to be money stolen from a bank in Catherine's Antique Shop, and also smelled a stench of decay.

The police immediately dispatched officers to the antique shop.

"Alright, kids, the police have gone."

Once discovered on the spot, Tina couldn't escape even if she transformed into someone else.

David frowned.