In the middle of the night, Baguoxia was woken up by a push.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the severed hand resting on his shoulder.

"What? You didn't call Carl this morning?" He sat up with his head on the bird's nest, only to realize that it was still dark outside the window.

The broken hand pushed him and urged him to get out of bed.

Baguoxia was pushed all the way to the stairs, and saw a square hole in the wall of the living room downstairs.

A pair of feet just disappeared into the hole, but Baguosha could still tell from the color of the slippers that it was Connor.

Bei Guoxia woke up instantly, and hurried downstairs to the entrance of the cave.

Inside is a very deep passage, still wriggling, leading to nowhere.

He pulled the severed hand off his shoulder, put it aside, and whispered to it: "You wait here."

Then, gripping the metal bat bitten by the old vampire, he climbed in too.

He fell out from the other end of the passage and found himself in another living room.

The reason for this judgment is that although the layout is exactly the same, the hanging painting used to cover the blood stains has changed.

At this time, their hanging picture is still a black and white group photo of "The Watcher".

But in this living room, the hanging picture becomes a group photo of the four of them.

"Interesting." Standing in front of the group photo, Baguoxia thought, "We've never had a photo taken together."

After he decided to go back, he called on everyone to take a photo together.

"Welcome, dear."

Hearing the sound, Bei Guoxia turned her head and looked at the kitchen counter.

A man in blue tights and a red cape turned his back on him.

When he turned around, Baguoxia was surprised: it was Superman.

But this Superman's eyes are a pair of big, round black buttons.

"Uh, Connor." Baguoxia looked at Connor who was sitting at the dining table, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm going home." Superman by the kitchen counter said with a smile, feeling amused.

Sitting next to Connor, Baguoxia asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Connor shook his head at him, and said, equally puzzled, "I don't know. First I heard the sound, crawled into the passage, and—"

"See the picture on the wall?"

"Yes, the effect is great." Connor said, "We should also take a group photo like that when we go back. It's much better than the group photo of Watchmen."

"I think so too." Baguoxia told him.

At this time, Jerry, who also had black buttons for his eyes, walked in.

"Is it meal time?" he asked with a smile.

"I'm getting ready to do it," Superman replied graciously, tying his apron around his waist.

So Jerry took off his baseball cap, hung it on a hanger, and sat across from them.

Bei Guoxia was very puzzled: "Why do you...?"

"Didn't you always want to see me again?" Jerry said with a smile, "That's why I'm visiting your house."

Bei Guoxia said embarrassingly: "I wanted to ask why you look so much like Superman. I thought you were related."

Jason once said that Jerry was a lot like Connor.

At that time, Jerry and Superman in the cafe had many differences in age, attire, physique and height.

But when he took off the hat, completely showing his hair and facial features, and both Superman and Connor were there, he was less like Connor and more like Superman.

"What would you like to eat? Boys," Superman asked, his black button eyes twinkling. "Roast chicken? Steak? Potato fries?"

"I thought it was my parents cooking today."

Suddenly someone landed in the kitchen and said so.

Connor and Baguoxia turned their heads together and saw Carl.

Superman was stunned for a moment, and then answered without any leaks: "They're getting drinks outside, you can call them over."

Carl smiled and said to Connor, "The reason you met Superman was to eat the food he cooked?"

Connor shook his head and said seriously, "I want him to guide me on how to control my abilities."

"Go ahead, then," said Carl, looking out the window. "The garden is a good place to train."

The smile on Superman's face couldn't hold back: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

"No," there was a smirk in Carl's eyes for a moment, "Connor prefers to fight."

Connor couldn't wait to stand up and drag the button-eyed Superman out of the house.

"As for you," Carl looked at Jerry with complicated eyes, "can you go outside and help call my parents in?"

Jerry turned his head and looked at Baguoxia.

Bei Guoxia really felt that this scene was very strange, and said quickly: "Please."

He thought that Carl must have a reason for saying this.

The biggest possibility is that people here cannot refuse their requests.

"Okay." Jerry said sadly.

Seeing his expression, Bei Guoxia couldn't bear it, and had the urge to ask him to stay.

But Karl pinched Baguoxia mercilessly, which brought him back to his senses.

Carl's expression was full of resentment: "You just met that little mouse for the first time, have you already agreed that he is the most important person in your life?"

"What do you mean?" Bei Guoxia was confused.

"Here," said Carl excitedly, waving his hand, showing the living room, "the first time I've been here and met my parents—the ones with buttons in their eyes. They cook for me, ask me how I am, and don't talk about the past thing.

"I came here twice later, and I was sure that this place was an illusion. Something deliberately made you see the most important people to you, and re-experience the warmth they gave you. But the purpose is obviously to deceive your soul."

Bei Guoxia asked nervously, "How did you find out?"

"Because of bankruptcy, my parents divorced a long time ago," Carl sneered, and then said grimly, "I want them to sit together and cook for me again, unless my dad has the money to buy back a splendid palace instead of living in such a shabby place." living room."

"But you still came twice?" Baguoxia asked clearly, "When you know it's a hallucination?"

He believed that with Carl's IQ, he should be able to judge the truth the first time he came.

Cal couldn't answer, biting his lip in frustration.

Then, he changed the subject confidently: "You first explain, why do they think that guy you just met can cheat your soul?"

Bei Guoxia spread his hands: "I don't know why he appeared."

Carl doesn't seem to accept this explanation.

"You can't trust him like that," he said seriously, "even if you fell in love at first sight. But ever since the word came into being, it's only used to teach people a lesson."

Bei Guoxia was very embarrassed: "I can only say that I really..."

"Who have you been texting while you're having dinner?"

"It's Jerry, but—"

There was a loud beating outside.

Not long after, Connor knocked open the door and ran in, breaking the silence.

Superboy raised his hands, looking terrified:

"Superman was broken by me and he turned into a giant spider - Superman is a giant spider!?"

Before they answered, they found that the space was starting to fade.

"Go back quickly." Baguoxia shouted.

The three of them scrambled from the passage back to the living room.

Carl crawled last and was almost swallowed by the collapsing passage.

Fortunately, the severed hand stepped forward to help in time and dragged him out.

There was only a loud bang behind him, and the wall returned to its original shape.

Baguoxia and Connor sat on the carpet, still in palpitations.

They are still digesting what happened just now.

And Karl fell back, lay on the carpet, opened his arms, looked at the ceiling, and said in a complicated tone: "I can't pass anymore."

He knew that everything on the other side was fake, but he couldn't control it.

"You are so easy to attract strange things." Connor said to Carl, crossing his arms.

"Because the road in my life has many branches and leads in various directions." Carl replied, "I always feel that the song "whatuwannab" sounds like a summary of my life.

"I can be a teacher, a doctor, a lawyer, the adopted son of a criminal godfather, a vampire, or I can indulge in false illusions and have my soul taken away..."

Carl sat up suddenly, opened his arms, embraced Connor and Baguoxia at the same time, and pressed their heads against his forehead.

"There's only one thing in the world I can't do," he whispered, "and that's starting a family.

"Just last year, I almost got married..."

Both of them were surprised when they heard this.

"When I knew her, she was a nurse and I was a doctor," Carl said in a low voice. "She told me that she was cheated by her ex-boyfriend, got pregnant out of wedlock, and had to abort the child. Her parents are Catholics and couldn't stand These two actions drove her out of the house. I can understand her feelings very well, and I want to help her, so I proposed to her."

"And then?" Connor couldn't help asking.

"Her parents are very happy," Carl whispered calmly. "They thought that this daughter would never marry again and would only bring shame to the family, but I claim that I am a lawyer and have the status and status worthy of their family. They were very happy and easily accepted my marriage proposal.

"I quit my job as a doctor, passed the bar exam in four weeks, got my bar certificate, and was recommended to work at a well-known law firm. Everything became worthy of the name.

"The wedding is coming up and everything is going really well.

"But I've made mistakes before, big ones. Someone was chasing me, so I called the guy and said, 'I'm getting married, can I clear the past?'. He said 'No, there's something Once done, it cannot be erased'.

"On the day of the wedding, they came after me and I wanted that girl to leave with me."

Carl shook his head, his eyes moist: "But she chose the other side, and I had to go alone."

"Carl."

I didn't expect my companion to have such a past, neither Baguoxia nor Connor knew what to say.

They have never experienced anything like it, nor have they seen it, nor do they know how to comfort a crying companion.

"I really love you guys," Carl sobbed. "I've never been so happy and relaxed as I've been living with you."

Carl hugged them both tightly.

So they also hugged him and patted his back lightly, empatheticly sad.

After a long time, Karl let go of them, wiped away his tears, and said briskly, "Okay, it's really a mess. Do you want anything to drink?"

Baguoxia was very happy that he could recover, and immediately replied: "Hot chocolate."

"Me too," Connor replied.

Carl was in the kitchen, with his back to them, pouring the sleeping pill powder into two cups.

The broken hand ran over, stopped by the sink, and knocked on the countertop of the kitchen counter, as if disapproving.

Carl gave it a soft "shh".

They picked up the cups, sat on the sofa together, and finished the hot chocolate.

Bei Guoxia felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and her body was getting heavier and heavier, only her mind was erratic, flying far away.

He fell beside Connor, on his shoulder, and fell asleep.

Connor's eyelids also drooped heavily, and he closed his eyes, breathing evenly.

Carl put down his glass, walked up to his two sleeping companions, squatted down, and looked at them.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I should have finished.

"After that incident, I managed to escape to England.

"There I met Moriarty, Europe's godfather of crime.

"He told me that he had watched me for a long time, he admired the talent in me and asked if I would do something for him.

"I'm scared, I'm not a bad person, I don't really want to commit a crime, and in my heart, I'm not the same as Moriarty after all.

"But his men had guns, so I pretended to cooperate.

"It's unbelievable that I managed to trick him."

Carl smiled slightly.

He was still proud of his success in deceiving Moriarty to this day.

But soon, sadness covered his face again:

"I came to Gotham to avoid them. Now, Moriarty is here. I have to leave again.

"You comfort me now because you don't know all of me.

"When you understand, you will abandon me like her, I know."

He stood up on his knees, looked at them one last time with nostalgia, and said goodbye: "Goodbye."

The severed hand tugged at his trousers.

But Karl had made up his mind, and shuffled vigorously to the door.

Open the door, outside is a world that is too dark to see light.

The cold night wind blew in his face, and he shivered involuntarily.

For a moment, a trace of weakness flashed in his eyes, and soon, he became determined again.

Jason, who came back at night, squatted on the window sill, looking at him in surprise:

"Huh? Carl, it's so late, where are you going?"

Carl turned his head and looked at Jason wordlessly: "..."

"Who's Moriarty?" Connor asked, opening his eyes.

Carl: "..."

Broken Hand: Tsk.

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