I want to have a date with Superman

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, "He's Tea Restaurant" on Zhongmen Street, China Basin, Lower Town, Gotham.

In the private room by the window on the second floor, Harry and Laurie sat opposite each other.

Hallie vigorously stirred the hot dry noodles with chopsticks, mixing the sesame sauce, beef cubes, pickles and noodles evenly.

Laurie skillfully held the chopsticks, picked up a soup dumpling and put it into the vinegar plate.

"You are not in good spirits. Your skin is dark, your eyes are bloodshot, and your eyes have light eyeshadow. Did you stay up late last night?" Laurie asked with a frown.

"I didn't stay up late, but I certainly didn't sleep well." Harley yawned, her eyes a little gloomy.

She was almost certain that something was wrong with her.

Just like the night before, last night she felt a chill spreading from the soles of her feet upwards.

She even woke up from her restless sleep.

Just because she felt someone standing beside the bed staring at her.

She woke up exhausted before five o'clock the next day.

Just like the day before yesterday, her feet and calves had a faint greenish tint.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the black green seems to be spreading a little bit upwards.

She decided to record it with a ruler.

After waking up, she lay on the single bed she had just bought, looking at the cabin with her big eyes open. She was very tired, but couldn't fall asleep, and she also had a slight fear of sleeping.

She didn't dare to sleep, she was afraid.

But she had no idea what she should be afraid of.

After being dazed for half an hour, she began to meditate using the tantric meditation method Judith had learned.

It is somewhat effective in restoring mental strength.

When she runs 8 kilometers along the coastline, the effect will be even better.

She broke out in a sweat, the bruises on her skin receded, and she regained some energy, but the pressure in her heart left her in a very bad state.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Laurie's eyes softened and he sighed: "I just think about it now. You are only fourteen years old, two years younger than my daughter. The experiences these days have been too heavy for you."

"I didn't have nightmares. Well, I did have nightmares, but it wasn't what you thought." Harry waved his free left hand unconsciously a few times, thinking: "When I sleep these past two days, I always feel like someone is staring at me. Even though I was wearing a quilt, my legs and feet felt cold, and when I woke up the next morning, my calves were black and blue."

"I understand." The expression on Laurie's face became more kind.

"Do you understand?" Harley was surprised and asked quickly: "What happened to me?"

"Post-traumatic stress disorder, or stress-induced psychological disorder, is what it is. You have killed too many people, experienced too much darkness, and have psychological problems, which then affect your body. I have seen too many similar cases. Case," Laurie said confidently.

Harry rolled his eyes and said, "I think it should be the power of magic."

When he heard the word "magic", Laurie's expression immediately became serious, "Are you practicing black magic?"

Harley hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I got a copy of the "Magic Book of Truth" from a netizen."

"If I advise you to stop touching those damn things, will you listen?" Laurie looked at her solemnly and said.

Harley shook her head slightly and said with a wry smile: "After being exposed to mystery, it will be difficult to return to ordinary."

Laurie sighed, "I knew it would be like this."

"I can't give you any help regarding magic, because I'm completely a Muggle. But you must remember, don't lose your humanity for the sake of power." She said solemnly.

Harry felt a warmth rise in his heart and smiled: "If I said that I was practicing magic in heaven, would you still be worried?"

Laurie shook his head, "Too bad you're not."

"I'm not, but I swear to you, at least based on your values ​​and those of the general public, I haven't taken the wrong path." Harley stared into her eyes, her expression more serious than ever.

Surrendering to God and becoming a spy of heaven among the devils, in the eyes of ordinary people, is not only the right path, but also qualified to become a saint like St. Peter.

Laurie stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said briskly: "It seems you still have a lot of secrets. OK, I believe you."

"Thank you." Harley was touched.

"Okay, after chatting, let's get down to business." Laurie stopped smiling and said solemnly: "You shouldn't play the video of Marvin degenerating into a demon."

"I have to prove myself." Harley said.

"Prove what?" Laurie sneered, "Prove that you didn't use the laser precision positioning system designed by Daniel?"

"Uh" Harley was a little embarrassed.

Staging can deceive others because they cannot imagine an ordinary wanted criminal possessing a high-tech airship.

But obviously she couldn't deceive Laurie who sent her the airship.

"Sister, you forgot, it was you who taught me to do this." Harley said.

"I" Now it was Laurie's turn to be embarrassed.

On Christmas night, she did give Harry a big bowl of "Chili Oil Chicken Soup" to help him become his own hero.

In fact, she was hinting to Harley at that time: Show your power to the Crusaders so that they will not dare to treat you like an ant again.

The Watchers have countless enemies, and there are countless organizations and countries that are stronger than the Crusaders, but have they ever been afraid of them?

Well, with Dr. Manhattan covering her, Sister Laurie really has nothing to fear.

"I didn't ask you to use the Vulcan cannon to cause massacre, why don't you just kill the mastermind?" Laurie sighed.

"You also watched TV last night. Did I have any other choice?" Harley said helplessly.

Laurie waved his hand and said: "Okay, I'm not here to judge you. You have to bear the consequences of whatever you did.

I'm looking for you today for two things.

First, cooperate with me to minimize the influence of the demon video; second, are you willing to resolve the grudges with the Crusaders? I can be your peacemaker. "

"Have you known about demons before?" Harley asked curiously.

"I've heard some rumors, but this is the first time I've actually seen a demon." After a pause, Laurie asked, "You videotaped almost the entire process last night, but did you see any agents from the Bureau of Shadows who deal with supernatural events?"

Harley nodded, "I was just about to ask you."

"The agents of the Shadow Bureau are composed of monsters who are not favored by the church, but they are still obedient. For decades, they have been helping the US government deal with superhuman supernatural incidents.

The reason why the news about demons and hell is suppressed is because the Shadow Bureau recently captured several evil mages from the "Wizard Group".

They seem to be awakening a devil from hell through human beings' belief in darkness. "

Laurie had a strange expression, as if he didn't believe it.

Harley's expression was a little strange. She didn't expect to hear news about the wizard group and the giant beast so soon.

"Even if there is no big devil, just for the sake of a more stable society, the government will try its best to conceal dark extraordinary events.

Look at yourself, you were a Muggle a few months ago, you only found a book of dark magic on the Internet, and committed a heinous crime in a cathedral.

When others discover the truth about demons and black magic, why don’t they follow suit?

Especially those college students who are very curious.

There are many cults in the United States. Almost every university has a Satan worship club, and cool rituals are held regularly. "Laurie sighed.

"We can't hide it now." Harley said.

"Yes, a large number of experts and professors are on their way. They will prove from all aspects that the red liquid Marvin drank was not demon blood, but a biochemical agent from a certain laboratory."

Harley was dumbfounded, "So, there's no demon, it's just a biological crisis?"

Laurie nodded and said: "A biological laboratory owned by Wayne will be declared responsible for this matter.

With Wayne's credibility and skills, he should be very convincing.

In fact, they do have quite a few shady biochemical experiments, which are no less terrifying than the demons.

I don’t expect to fool everyone, I just want to keep ordinary people doubtful. In short, it’s better to do it than never do it, right? "

"Bruce agrees to let Wayne take the blame?"

"Bruce?" Laurie was stunned for a moment before he realized who he was.

"He is still a child, what can he do?" she laughed.

"He is no ordinary child." Harley said.

Laurie shrugged noncommittally.

Harley sighed and changed the subject, "Is there any possibility of reconciliation between the Crusaders and I? You want to be the peacemaker, what are you going to do?"

"Harry, do you know you have two trump cards?" Laurie smiled.

"That box of video tapes can discredit the Church and the Crusaders, keep countless dignitaries awake at night, and then force the Crusaders to negotiate peace with me. It's a trump card. What else?" Harley asked curiously.

Laurie pointed at himself and said proudly: "They didn't expect that I would stand firmly on your side."

Harry smiled awkwardly and said, "You didn't seem to be able to help me much before."

She couldn't speak any more, and Sister Laurie became serious.

"Without me, the President and the Pentagon would hold their noses and stand on the side of the Crusaders; without me, Loeb would convince the governor to mobilize the Guard to suppress you; without me, you would have become an internationally wanted criminal; without me, you would be where you are now. It will be ten times harder." Laurie said coldly.

"I apologize!" Harley clasped her hands together and said with a smile, "I haven't graduated from high school. I have little knowledge and short-sightedness. I didn't consider the reaction of the state government, the government and the White House."

Laurie said calmly: "Without me, even if the Crusaders take the initiative to reconcile with you, would you dare to believe it?

I'm in the FBI. Once the Crusaders make any changes - the US Department of Information Technology has listed the Crusaders' leadership as a key surveillance target. Once they take any action, such as when a Crusader enters the United States, I will know immediately, and then Give you a tip.

Without me, they would detain you while negotiating with you, or even beat you up, and those video tapes would be useless.

With me here, you don't have to show up in person at all, and you don't have to worry about the US government helping the Crusaders in the negotiations. "

"I was planning to run away before." Harley sighed.

She can basically trust Laurie, but she is not sure whether Laurie can control the situation as she said.

Laurie was stunned for a moment and asked: "Why do you think I didn't live in seclusion with my family and instead joined the FBI to work for the government?"

"You have great ambition and ambition." Harley said.

Laurie smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying sadly: "After the 'Alien Octopus' incident in 1985, except for Adrian Veidt (Pharaoh), including Joan, all of us lost any ambition.

The reason why I don’t live in seclusion is simply because I can’t live in seclusion at all.

Daniel and I started living in seclusion in 1985, and we always thought we were living in seclusion until 1992, when the FBI hurriedly came to my home and hurriedly took me to the White House (ps).

The president was almost hysterically yelling at me - Where's that bastard Vit?

You know, after having been a housewife for almost ten years, I was so frightened that I wanted to cry.

I stammered, "I don't know anything."

I really don't know what happened.

The president said - shit, the FBI has been spying on you for seven years, and Vitter called you three times in seven years. "

She looked at Harley and said strangely: "Can you understand how I felt at that time?"

"Well, you must be shocked." Harley laughed dryly.

"No, I'm scared from the bottom of my soul. My husband is so fat that he can't even catch up with the family dog. My daughter is only three years old. I haven't touched or robbed her in years. But the reality is that we can only let others slaughter us."

(ps: In 1992, Rorschach's diary was discovered. The U.S. government knew that the "alien" octopus that massacred 3.5 million people in 1985 was the work of the Pharaoh. The Pharaoh immediately ran away and disappeared without a trace. So The White House would be frightened and angry and sneak out the reclusive Lowry family.)