I want to have a date with Superman

"I didn't expect you to be alive. We all thought you were dead."

Both Harley and Laurie met the Hooded Judge for the first time, and their emotions were far less complicated than those of the Pharaoh.

Well, Laurie is a second-generation Silk Soul. She joined the Watch directly and did not experience the early 'militia' era.

Adrian Veidt is an old friend of the Hooded Judge.

"You won't live for more than a few years, but you, I'm really surprised that you can still run and jump and be full of energy."

An old black man sitting in a wheelchair with a stroke in both legs looked at the energetic old man in Mao suit in surprise.

"I know the most authentic Chinese Qigong, and I can live at least another 20 years." Witte said with a smile.

In fact, the Pharaoh is not too old. He was born in 1938 and is still less than eighty.

Moreover, his Chinese Qigong skills are not just bragging.

What I practice is the most orthodox Zen martial arts (ps).

The old black man smiled bitterly and said: "What's the point of living for so long? There are no acquaintances left. Joan is probably gone, right?"

The smile on Werther's face disappeared and he fell silent.

"Hi, I'm Harley Quinn, the captain of this generation of Watchmen. What do you call an old-timer?" Harley greeted with a smile.

"I know you," the old black man looked at Harley curiously, "when you stood on the airship and announced with a group of young heroes that the Kryptonians were defeated, I was so excited that I peed my pants.

Although they are only temporary watchmen, if I see it appear again in my lifetime and save the world, I will die with peace of mind. "

"By the way, I'm Will, Will Reeves."

"Hello, Will, don't worry, I will let the spirit of the Watcher live on forever."

Laurie sneered: "Will, I'm afraid you don't know that she is the mastermind behind the 'Cyclops' this time. She stole Joan's power."

"She doesn't look like a racist." Old Will frowned.

"That's not true. Even the 7th Cavalry Regiment was tricked by her."

After listening to Laurie and Angela's story, Old Will shrugged casually, "Isn't it just coveting Joan's power? What is this?

We watchmen are not saints, we all have shortcomings.

As long as she doesn't get confused and doesn't engage in racial discrimination, she will still be a good captain of the Watch. "

"Your requirements are too low." Laurie said with a dull face.

"It's not that I have low expectations. We are all human beings and we all have desires." Old Will looked at her with a complicated expression, "Why do you think I faked my death to escape?"

"Your identity has been exposed and someone wants to kill you?" Laurie said.

Old Will shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "Except Nelson, everyone else thinks I'm white."

"I had doubts." King Pharaoh said.

"Oh, when?"

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Pharaoh asked.

“We met unexpectedly on the pier, both over a criminal organization, and got into a fight.

I had been in the industry for several years at that time, and you had just appeared, like a young man from a rich family who came out to take risks.

That golden cloak of mulberry silk is worth at least half a year's salary to me.

I want to teach you a lesson about the dangers of being a drag hero. "The old black man thought.

"You have such a good memory, you can even remember what material my cloak is made of." Pharaoh glanced at him strangely and said, "But my observation is more detailed. I saw white powder in your eyes. I guess you may be a person of color.

In the 1940s and 1950s, life was not easy for people of color. "

The hooded judge's attire is very simple, just wearing a hood with two eyes exposed and a sling hanging around his neck.

"You're really sharp," the old black man exclaimed, "Yes, I put pearl powder around my eyes to pretend to be white on purpose."

He looked at Harley and smiled bitterly: "Isn't it sad? One of the most famous cross-dressing heroes back then didn't even dare to show his skin color."

"It's quite sad, but the sad thing is not you, but the United States of that era, the racists who caused all this.

A great hero cannot even show his skin color, everyone should be ashamed. "

Talking to people and talking to ghosts is one of Harley's basic skills.

Before meeting the old black man, she knew who he was through his deeds such as killing Director Jude and asking Zhao Yu to execute the top brass of the Cavalry Regiment.

The old black man looked at her with more appreciation and approval.

"The point is not my skin color," he looked at Laurie again, "My perfect disguise allows me to avoid being hurt by others after taking off my uniform.

But attentive teammates like Witt can still discover my secrets. "

"What are you implying?" Laurie frowned.

The old black man smiled slightly, "If you were only 15 years old, I wouldn't say anything to you, but now that we are all at the age of burial, we can speak freely without any worries.

The person who wants to kill me is your biological father, my teammate, and the comedian. "

"What?" Even Pharaoh exclaimed along with Laurie.

"You should be able to imagine the reason." The old black man sighed: "That day we were at a party in the Metropolis, and the comedian pulled your mother into the lounge, pressed her down on the table, and wanted to do that.

Your mother struggled fiercely and he beat her until her face was covered with blood. Then I rushed in and beat him until her face was covered with blood.

Not only that.

It's me again who proposes that he be expelled from the 'militia'.

He was the only drag hero to be banished.

But he was cunning enough not to attack me directly.

He guessed my identity as a black man, and then followed the clues and found the strongman Rove of the circus, a man whose appearance, physique, strength and other characteristics were similar to mine.

My deliberate concealment made him mistakenly think that Rove was me.

He also made Mason (a generation of night owl) mistakenly think that Rolf was a vicious criminal.

Mason kills Rolf.

Later, everyone suspected that Luo Fu was me, because Luo Fu looked too much like me, so I chose to live in seclusion, and the hooded judge never appeared again.

Mason thought he had accidentally killed me, and developed inner demons, becoming the first hero to voluntarily quit the group.

Haha, he later wrote a memoir, and even the comedian's intention to strengthen Sally (Silk Soul Generation) was exposed, but he still dared not face the "sin" of "accidentally killing a teammate".

The Comedian thought I was dead, so I simply gave up my identity as the 'Hooded Judge' and continued my job as a police officer until I retired. "

Laurie was silent.

The Pharaoh nodded and said suddenly: "This is like the style of the comedian, and it also answered some questions in my heart."

He didn't feel much about it, because he had also killed a teammate - Laurie's biological father, the Comedian, was killed by him, which indirectly avenged the Hooded Judge.

Harley had mixed feelings in her heart, "It's so complicated and so dark."

"This is human nature. Under the uniform of a watcher, everyone is a human being, a living person." The old black man said with a smile: "If you are as clean and pure as Superman, you are not suitable to be a watcher."

"You don't seem to hate the comedian, and you haven't even thought about taking revenge on him." Harley asked.

"I really don't hate the comedian. On the contrary, I admire him. He is an absolute bastard, a villain, and the most sincere patriot." He looked at Laurie and said: "If he is really useless, you won't born."

The comedian once wanted to strengthen the silk soul generation, but the first generation silk soul struggled to resist.

But later Silk Soul had an affair during the marriage and gave birth to Laurie with the comedian.

One word, chaos.

"What's going on with you and Joan?" Laurie asked.

"After retirement, I have been living in a metropolis. Twenty years ago, he suddenly came to my door and said that he was in love with my granddaughter. I gave them my best wishes."

"You are Zhao Yu's partner. You also tricked me into joining the Zhao Group and wanted to imprison me." Angela said.

The old black man asked, "What benefits do you think I can get from her?"

"She helped you take revenge and eradicate the Knights." Angela stared into her grandfather's eyes and said coldly: "Tulsa Town is also your hometown. In 1921, a White Night incident occurred in the town. The Cavalry Group killed Your mother."

The old black man's eyes were blurred and he pointed to the left side of the theater stage, "There used to be a piano there, which was used to score silent films, and my mother died behind the piano.

I do hate the 7th Cavalry, but I can't trust Zhao Yu at all.

Her mother is Asian, but her father is—"

He raised his chin towards the Pharaoh, "Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for me to find her as a partner.

It's Joan.

Everything was arranged by him. The script was written 20 years ago. I just followed the script and followed my own plot.

Strictly speaking, it was not Zhao Yu who upheld justice for me, but Qiong who helped me choose this just ending. "

"Did you also know that he would die?" Angela said blankly.

"Child, look at it. People will always die unless they are not human. But if they are not human, they will not become your lover."

At this point, he glanced at Harley and said with a smile, "I've seen your "Red Manhattan" and it's very interesting.

In fact, I guessed the difference between Joan and Manhattan earlier than you did.

When he told me how deep his love for Angela was.

Only humans have such strong feelings and helplessness without a choice, but God does not. "

After several people chatted for a while, they suddenly became quiet.

Finding that there was nothing more to say, Harley took the initiative to say goodbye to the old black man and Angela, and Laurie and Pharaoh followed them away.

"What are your plans next?" Harley asked Pharaoh after walking out of the theater.

She also had to ensure that he would not fall into the hands of the government.

The old man was stunned for a moment and sighed: "I once eagerly wanted to return to Earth immediately, but when I did come back, it seemed that I had nowhere to go."

Harry looked him up and down. The pride in his body gave him a royal temperament, "How about you go to my Quinn Manor and be an old butler?"

Let the Pharaoh be the housekeeper, and he must be more qualified than Afu.

"Which of your eyes can tell that I'm so down and out that I need charity from others?" Werther looked at her sideways.

"Everything about you, from the inside to the outside, is filled with sadness and loneliness." Harley said.

"Nonsense!" Werther smiled coldly and said, "Your spaceship is fast, give me a ride, and also let you see the palace where I rule the world."

"Where?" Harley asked curiously.

"North Pole." Witte reported a latitude and longitude coordinate.

Five minutes later, the Archimedes airship came to the place where the Watchers had their final battle again.

Karnak, the Pharaoh's secret base in the Arctic.

When the Pharaoh was digging through snowdrifts to find the door, Harley stood on the empty snow at the door and looked around, "Is this the place where the hero finally died?"

"Hero?" Pharaoh exhaled a breath of white air and sneered: "Where you are standing now, there used to be a glass greenhouse twice the size of a football field. Inside was a temperate plant ecological garden. It cost me 2.5 billion US dollars, specifically for Burying people.

The scientists and engineers who built Kanak for me, dozens of them, died for the peace of the earth, and they can barely be considered heroes. "

Lowry explained: "He killed everyone! After the project was completed, he tricked the scientists and engineers into the ecological park, closed the door to the castle, blew up the glass wall, and everyone froze in two minutes along with the beautiful garden. Into ice sculptures.

He is a devil!

There is a laboratory here that develops tachyon generators.

In addition, he also has a small island dedicated to creating alien giant octopuses.

Scientists, psychologists, screenwriters, directors, horror novelists (ps). Hundreds of people were all poisoned and killed by him after the work was completed.

The same reason is to kill people and silence them, so that no one can expose his plan of the alien giant octopus. "

Harley said disapprovingly: "He has even killed three million people in New York. Killing and silencing him is just a drop in the bucket. The hero I'm talking about is Rorschach."

"Rorschach?" Laurie was stunned and asked uncertainly: "Did he die here?"

"You don't know?" Harley asked in surprise: "When Rorschach died, you didn't come out to dissuade him?"

Laurie shook his head, "After Werther confessed all his secrets, three million people in Gotham have been dead for a long time, and each of us has made a decision in our hearts (ps).

Witte meditates in his office.

Daniel and I were in a depressed mood, so we made love wildly by the swimming pool nearby.

Rorschach stormed out in anger. We all know his decision and respect it.

Only Joan followed out and gave him the ending he wanted. "

"Shit, how did you do that? Your teammates went out and died heroically, and you made love in the house, and you still talked about it calmly." Harley's face was filled with absurdity.

"Because we understand each other completely. Respecting Rorschach's choice is what a true friend should do." The Pharaoh turned around and said in a complicated tone.