I want to have a date with Superman

Harley said with an ugly face: "The U.S. government knows that the Crusaders are slandering me, a good citizen, just because an archangel, the tongue of fire from heaven, appeared at the Crusade headquarters, and they started to believe in God?

Knowing that they are destined to go to hell, they still hold on to the one in ten thousand chance of going to heaven and turn a blind eye to the evil deeds of the church and the Crusaders?

Haven’t they read the Bible that not even Jesus can redeem people who are not qualified to go to heaven?

Moreover, the Constitution of the United States and the freedom of freedom of the United States are not even a fig leaf? "

"If it were you, how would you choose? On one side are the insignificant common people, on the other side are the messengers of God." Laurie asked.

"Now, I choose to follow my heart, but I want to have a clear idea."

Laurie shook his head and said: "How can someone who doesn't know how to weigh the pros and cons get into a high position? Moreover, you should be lucky that the US government just chose to wait and see, instead of completely losing their dignity and helping the Crusaders deal with you."

"What about you? You are the FBI and you were a superhero." Harley looked at her and asked.

Laurie turned to Selena, who was eating silently, "Can you take the plate and go to the bedroom for a while?"

"Oh!" The kitten was very honest and didn't carry the plate. He went directly to the bedroom, closed the door, and put his ear against the door panel to listen.

"I'm very disappointed in you." Laurie whispered: "I had a talk with you alone at the National Bank that day, remember?

I told you a lot about the inside story of drag heroes. Why? "

Harley thought about it carefully and said: "Two reasons, one is the friendship between the watchers, and the other is that you didn't say it clearly in the end."

"Yes, the friendship between Silk Hun and Dachao as teammates, do you understand what this means?" Silk Hun asked again.

Harley murmured: "Do you recognize my identity as a second-generation banknote?"

Silk Soul nodded slightly, "Because you defeated several well-trained FBIs neatly, because you are very clever, and because of your first sight, I recognize your identity as the first watchman in the new era.

But the series of things that happened later proved that I was wrong. Just fighting and having a good mind are not enough. You are not worthy of being a watcher at all. "

"Because I killed someone?" Harley said with a dull face.

"No, because you haven't killed enough people!"

"What?" Harley couldn't hold it any longer.

Is this a fake silk soul?

Laurie looked at her sarcastically and said: "Faced with the persecution of the church and the Crusaders, you hid here and there, eager for the government to help you redress your grievances.

Seeing your little boyfriend Bruce speaking out for you, you were secretly happy and hid in your house to have a party.

When you meet me, you expect me, a retired hero in my fifties, to deliver justice for you.

Have you forgotten your identity?

A watchman recognized by the seniors, even if you lose the cloak of 'hundred dollar bill', you are still you!

How come a cross-dressing hero keeps expecting others to save him?

As a drag hero, isn't it your job to bring justice to others? "

Harley was stunned.

"But the Crusaders are too powerful and I can't defeat them," she said calmly.

"Have you tried it?"

Harley shook her head.

"Have you ever failed?"

Harley shook her head again, "If you fail once, your life will be lost."

Silk Soul rolled her eyes at her and said with emotion: "Even Pharaoh, who is known as the smartest person in the world, was often covered in bruises when he first debuted.

Rorschach, a thin man who lives on government relief funds, is chronically malnourished, and is slightly hunchbacked. Every day he walks on the edge of life and death, but he never chooses to compromise out of fear."

When mentioning her past teammates, Silk Soul's expression turned sad.

"Except for Joan (Dr. Manhattan), we are all ordinary people. What can become heroes is faith, will and courage.

It doesn’t mean that you need to carry a machine gun and storm Gotham Cathedral right now.

But your attitude is very problematic.

If I were you, I wouldn't want others to help me at all, otherwise I would lose the opportunity to taste the pleasure and feeling of revenge. "

"As a law enforcement officer, isn't it inappropriate to say something like this?" Harley asked strangely.

"A hero is the sublimation of an individual's spirit and body, while the law is the embodiment of collective will. The two naturally conflict with each other.

A hero who dares not kill is a coward.

A hero who is afraid of going to hell is not worthy of being a hero.

I was once a hero, and now I am a law enforcer. My purpose has not changed, but my thinking and methods have changed. "Laurie said solemnly.

——No wonder Bruce never liked the Watchers in school.

Harley groaned inwardly.

"I'm not made to be a hero," she sighed.

"Then you expect a hero to emerge from the sky and help you solve all your problems. No one will help you except the hero and yourself." Laurie said lightly.

"Times have changed. You were dealing with ordinary people back then, but the Crusaders are obviously not ordinary!" Harley said helplessly.

If it was an ordinary gangster, there would be no need for Laurie to nag her. She would have stolen the house in the dark.

"Beep beep beep" Suddenly, a low beep came from Laurie's wrist.

"I'm leaving, Harley, you are really talented, better than I was back then.

When I was eleven, my mother took me to the streets to punish evil and promote good. When I was thirteen, I became an official watchman.

If I can do it, so can you.

It doesn’t matter whether you are someone else’s hero or not, but you must be your own hero! "

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Laurie picked up his coat and walked out.

"I'm sending you a message. Bali Street is too chaotic. You're wearing high-end goods and you could easily become Wayne's second best." Harley also stood up.

"No need, I'm not an ordinary person." Laurie waved his hand.

"The gangsters here are too dark. They always like to shoot dirty guns and they are hard to guard against." Harley insisted.

Laurie didn't want to waste any more words and could only let her follow him.

Unexpectedly, Laurie did not go to the door, but walked to the stairwell.

"Who else do you want to see?" Harley asked doubtfully.

Laurie shook his head, "I'm leaving from the rooftop."

Harley thought it was a helicopter, but she didn't expect a huge "owl" to slowly fall from the dark sky.

The owl-head-shaped airship is about the same size as a ten-passenger van. It flies silently and even the tail flames are not noticeable.

If it weren't for the light inside the cabin from a pair of two-meter-diameter circular glass windows in the front, ordinary people wouldn't be able to detect the approaching aircraft.

"Click - click click!" The airship was suspended on the edge of the rooftop, the hatch was opened, and the metal hanging ladder was placed on the fence.

Before Laurie could say goodbye to her, Harry ran up the ladder and rushed into the airship to look around.

"Wow, is this the legendary Watcher's vehicle, the Archimedes? It's so cool, it's hard to imagine that it appeared in the 1970s."

"Laurie, who is this?" The man in the driver's seat looked at Harley who was yelling, feeling a little confused.

"The second-generation banknote whose contract was terminated."

"Oh, Harley, right? Hello, I am a retired second-generation Night Owl. You can call me Daniel." The driver turned his head and saw an old man wearing an Owl uniform.

"Ah, you are Night Owl, my God, what have the years done to you!"

An owl hood, a long cloak that looks like owl wings, slim-fitting armor and leggings, are worn on a "Coach Anxi" who is 1.85 meters tall.

This man has gray hair and is over sixty years old. He has an amiable, plump face and a body as round as a basketball.

She remembered that in the movie, Ye Xiao was still an elegant and handsome guy even in middle age.

"Time is not forgiving!" Ye Xiao was a little embarrassed, "Laurie, do you have any mission?"

Laurie waved to Harley, "Go down, today is Christmas, and Daniel and I are going to live as two people."

Harley caught a glimpse of a yellow tight leather jacket and black stockings on the passenger seat.

Silk Soul's uniform.

Then she recalled a plot in the movie "Watchmen": The second generation of Night Owl has reached middle age and is unable to do what it wants.

Thinking of this, Harley immediately understood that the two old guys would most likely repeat the past.

"Two seniors, today is Christmas, it's not easy to meet each other, please give me a gift!" Harley said with a cheeky smile.

"What do you want?" Laurie was not angry.

"Thin body armor is as flexible as ordinary clothes, but it can protect against sniper rifle attacks." Harley said immediately.

The fat old man Daniel shook his head and said: "Your request is simply unreasonable and unscientific. The thinness of the clothing means that it has poor impact resistance.

Even if you can't wear clothes, you can still shatter your ribs and even your internal organs with one shot, which is no different from being shot directly. "

"Give her the owl glasses. They are far more practical than body armor." Laurie said.

"Do you want it? This is the latest model. It can be connected to the Internet and comes with an independent AI system." The fat old man took off his goggles.

"What function does it have?" Harley asked curiously.

"Go back and explore for yourself." Laurie waved his hand and asked her to leave quickly.

The fat old man took out a black suitcase and put not only the round-frame goggles but also a set of miscellaneous things.

Then he closed the box and handed it to Harley, "Merry Christmas, Harley!"

"Have a good time!"

"What did she say to you?" Selena came over curiously as soon as she returned to the apartment.

Harley put the suitcase on the counter, opened it and said, "Just two points. First, you have to rely on yourself as a human being; second, you can abide by the law, but there is no need to respect it - wow, that's so cool!"

As soon as she put on her glasses, Harley screamed with excitement.

"Kitten, there are five coins in your leather pants pocket, two ten cents, two fifty cents, and a dollar each."

Selina was doubtful, but she actually took out five coins, and the face value was completely accurate.

"Shit, are you playing magic?"

Harley was sitting behind the counter with his back to her, not to mention the coins were in his pockets, separated by a layer of pants.

"This is an artifact!" Harley turned around wearing glasses and looked around the room.

The overall color is light green, the human body and high-temperature items are light red, and metal items are light gray.

The image is so clear that even every nail is labeled.

It also has rearview mirrors.

The goggles are in the shape of an adjustable headband. The front frame is inlaid with two round dark red "glasses" that look like owl eyes. The finger-wide temples are made of black alloy.

It's not sure whether it's the camera or the light and heat sensor, but the scenery in the blind spot is also projected on the lens screen as a 3D virtual image.

Wear it and you will no longer be afraid of being shot while walking at night.

Then Harley tried it again, and the effect was great within two meters. It started to become blurry five meters away. When it was ten meters away, small items such as silver coins and nails could no longer be seen clearly.

On the other hand, the infrared sensor of the human body can see a hundred meters away, which is mainly determined by Harley's own field of vision.

If you are close enough, you can see a vague red shadow through a brick wall that is not too thick.

In addition to the owl glasses, the box also contains a charger and a smart box loaded with thirty micro-drones.

The thumb-sized drone can transmit video information to the LCD screen on the box, and can also be controlled directly by owl glasses.

As Daniel said, there is an independent AI in the glasses to manage these "little eyes".

Putting away her glasses, Harry couldn't help but complain: "No wonder Sister Laurie thinks that I am cowardly if I don't challenge the Crusaders independently.

What the hell, she put me in her own position, subconsciously thinking that I was just like her, with an airship and countless high-tech equipment, and could act cool at will, but she forgot that I was a poor person who relied on 'mutation'. "