Schizophrenia
Chapter 70 A Sad Death
"I still don't understand why I came to the circus show." Sitting cross-legged in the last row, Ansang muttered, "Seriously, why don't you let me go to the magic show? Obviously, magic looks more interesting Isn't it?" He was very dissatisfied with this, Sis never let him watch magic shows.
[You can see through the trick at a glance, do you keep spoilers for the whole process? 】If Sis is a real person, then it must be a dying mother who has a headache for her own child.In fact, she was about to become An Sang's mother, and she worried about his growth in every way, lest the child would grow crooked by accident.
"That's more interesting than this purely visual effect. What do you want me to see? A little bird flying around?" He booked a two-seater when he first positioned the seat, so no one disliked him. The problem that the legs occupy too much area.But seeing that there are basically no empty seats around, it can be seen how popular the Flying Graysons are.
"To be honest, poor spiritual food, they can only stop here." Ansang held the drink cup in his hand, "Why do they only sell carbonated drinks?"
As a mother, Sis fretted over her own child.As an artificial intelligence, Sis is also worried about his master: [Next is the classic project, Flying the Graysons, they never use safety nets in their performances.You don't have to say anything out of respect for the performer. 】
Knowing that Sis couldn't see, Ansang still made a movement of zipping his mouth, indicating that he would shut up.Looking up at the couple standing on the high platform, Ansang still couldn't help but want to complain: "You know they look like bathrobes, right." Sis didn't answer, and had already refused to talk to him.
Sis is not good at this point, if you don't talk to him, don't talk to him anymore.
Ansang picked up his coke and pretended to take a sip.He doesn't like carbonated drinks very much, that kind of stuff is simply accelerating his cell burning and gaining weight.The male protagonist flying above the Grayson family was already hanging in mid-air, but Ansang's attention was attracted by the opposite stand.
But it's just a glance to divert his attention. He has encountered Bruce Wayne five times this week, and he has no interest in it.There is no other possibility than to say that Bruce is investigating himself: "Hey, Sis, you have no idea who I saw, Bruce!"
Unexpectedly, he didn't get a reply, and Ansang knew that he was quite a bear.In fact, when he realized that there was only Sis left by his side, it was as if he was constantly asking Sis to show his presence in front of him, and he was always talking to Sis: "You don't even talk to me?"
"You're so boring, you don't look like my child." Without an answer, Ansang could only look up to the sky.Flying Grayson's house has been double-stacked, and Grayson's parents are flying to Little Grayson in the stands.But Little Grayson's focus was on his head, and he didn't take off his coat.
"I have a hunch, Sis." Ansang narrowed his eyes, the distance was too far, even his eyes couldn't see what happened to the steel wire.But his brain gave him the answer: "Oh, I think Bruce is going to cry in a moment, should we bet?"
Sis did not reply as usual, and Ansang did not intend to give an answer either.Just looking up at the two orange flying graysons above the circus, getting farther and farther away from their child, and finally crashing to the ground.It's like two little birds that have left the nest and lost the ability to fly.
He will show no mercy, tragedies like this happen every day in Gotham.He will not be sad, he has no such experience and cannot empathize.Any so-called 'I'm sorry' is sarcastic and wryly humorous without real emotion.
Moreover, there is no need to express your hunger and sadness, after all, it has nothing to do with you.
Ansang never felt ashamed to admit that he was cold-blooded, he just didn't bother to say the phrase 'I'm sorry, I'm very sad'.He didn't understand what kind of consolation this kind of words would have on those who were really sad. Just like Rosalind's funeral, there were so many people, how many people were really sad.
"What do you want to show me? Sis?" Sis is the best detective in the world, nothing can escape his eyes.Let him come to the circus without telling him about the tragedy, Sis wants to emphasize something to him.One thing he doesn't understand yet, but Sis wishes he knew.
[Bruce Wayne. 】
Because of the death, the audience of the circus began to stand one after another.Perhaps it was because they didn't want the former to get involved in the murder case, and the indifference of the Gotham people was instantly evident.Among the standing crowd, Ansang, who was sitting cross-legged on the spot, didn't realize how conspicuous he was.
Ansang looked up at the high ceiling and the two pillars as pillars. Sis told him that Flying Grayson had started performing in Gotham more than ten years ago, and their performances were touring, so they would come to Gotham once a year.Especially it is said that Gotham's Gordon is still their matchmaker, oh, this job is good.
"You know I hate it when you always use others as an example. I hope I can be a good boy." Ansang knew that his three views were a bit abnormal, but most of the time Sis was a good housekeeper who only satisfied him. A few times he is a stubborn old stereotype who wants to correct his three views.
Unlike people in other positions, Bruce's direction is the center of the field.Because it was the first performance of Flying Grayson, there was a crowd of people around, and there were also many policemen.Looking at the little boy who was kneeling in front of his parents' corpses, Bruce didn't step forward, but spoke to the police officers on the side.
Ansang could read lips, and with the presence of Sis, he understood what Bruce was saying without any effort.He felt sorry for what happened to the child, and he thought of his own parents, so he decided to deal with the funeral of his parents for the child, and he paid all the funds.
But still don't understand why Sis wants him to see this: "I don't understand, what do you want me to do?"
The people sitting on the stage had almost evacuated, and Ansang, who was sitting cross-legged, was particularly conspicuous in an instant.It's just that Little Grayson was immersed in his own sadness, and the police were busy investigating the scene. For a while, only Bruce noticed the person sitting in the audience holding a Coke cup.
Noticing Bruce's diverted attention, Ansang waved his hand without any sincerity as a greeting.And then went on to transfer his realization to the crying child.Little Grayson was about eight or nine years old, with black hair and blue eyes, so it was no wonder Bruce remembered himself.
Oh, speaking of the similarities between the two people's experiences, Big Bruce wouldn't want to raise a child on a whim because their parents also died in front of their own children because of a conspiracy, right?After groping for a bit, Ansang felt that the possibility of this was quite high.
But this little ghost, shouldn't be the same as Bruce when he was a child, thinking about finding out the real cause of his parents' death, right?Probably not, from a little devil with little money in a circus to suddenly becoming the heir to a billionaire family fortune, the death of his parents should not be that important.
Ansang never minded speculating on the darkest side of human nature: "Is this what you want to show me?"
Standing up, he casually threw the drink bottle in his hand into the trash can, not caring whether the Coke he barely drank would spill out.Ansang left the circus without looking back, but he didn't notice a person standing silently not far behind him. After waiting to make sure that he had left completely, he bent down and picked up the scattered trash from the trash can. Drink bottle.
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"Master Bruce, when did you become interested in carbonated drinks?" A statement, because Bruce needs to keep his body in the most active state, and Bruce eats a very healthy diet on weekdays.Unhealthy things like carbonated drinks have been crossed off the menu since he was a child.
Bruce didn't look back. In fact, only his butler Afu was able to enter and exit his Batcave freely: "I'm testing the DNA on it, and none of the three fingerprints left on it are his. Maybe it's because Wearing gloves, it's really not an ordinary clean freak, but he left saliva."
"In this case, it's not normal to leave saliva." Ah Fu judged based on his years of experience.It is illogical to think that a person who is so obsessed with cleanliness that he is unwilling to touch external objects with his skin can unsuspectingly use a straw full of bacteria.
"No, wearing gloves is more like his habit." Bruce casually pointed to the large screen on one side, on which were some private places that were obviously secretly photographed, and the figure of a black-haired boy, "In the information I collected , the only day he took off his gloves was Miss Conway's funeral."
Ah Fu doesn't want to express anything about his owner's stalking disease. In fact, he has been following the little founder of ST for almost a week. Apart from proving that the little founder likes to talk to himself and is extremely vigilant, there is no conclusion : "I think you will still be happy for nothing, considering the previous tracker and bug."
Speaking of this, Bruce was also a little depressed: "He should have a strong shielding device, and he is also very sensitive to other people's emotions. In fact, I sent someone to follow him and he could detect it, which is a bit strange." The saliva has been extracted and is being compared with the database.
"Perhaps this Young Master An has the same unspeakable little secret as you." Afu looked at Bruce and said slowly, "And isn't this very good, it gives you more reason to suspect that this little gentleman and magic There are some little secrets that can’t be shared between teachers. But before that, I have to remind you that since you have decided to deal with Mr. Grayson’s matter, don’t push everything to your old housekeeper. If there is a result , the system will notify you as soon as possible.”
[You can see through the trick at a glance, do you keep spoilers for the whole process? 】If Sis is a real person, then it must be a dying mother who has a headache for her own child.In fact, she was about to become An Sang's mother, and she worried about his growth in every way, lest the child would grow crooked by accident.
"That's more interesting than this purely visual effect. What do you want me to see? A little bird flying around?" He booked a two-seater when he first positioned the seat, so no one disliked him. The problem that the legs occupy too much area.But seeing that there are basically no empty seats around, it can be seen how popular the Flying Graysons are.
"To be honest, poor spiritual food, they can only stop here." Ansang held the drink cup in his hand, "Why do they only sell carbonated drinks?"
As a mother, Sis fretted over her own child.As an artificial intelligence, Sis is also worried about his master: [Next is the classic project, Flying the Graysons, they never use safety nets in their performances.You don't have to say anything out of respect for the performer. 】
Knowing that Sis couldn't see, Ansang still made a movement of zipping his mouth, indicating that he would shut up.Looking up at the couple standing on the high platform, Ansang still couldn't help but want to complain: "You know they look like bathrobes, right." Sis didn't answer, and had already refused to talk to him.
Sis is not good at this point, if you don't talk to him, don't talk to him anymore.
Ansang picked up his coke and pretended to take a sip.He doesn't like carbonated drinks very much, that kind of stuff is simply accelerating his cell burning and gaining weight.The male protagonist flying above the Grayson family was already hanging in mid-air, but Ansang's attention was attracted by the opposite stand.
But it's just a glance to divert his attention. He has encountered Bruce Wayne five times this week, and he has no interest in it.There is no other possibility than to say that Bruce is investigating himself: "Hey, Sis, you have no idea who I saw, Bruce!"
Unexpectedly, he didn't get a reply, and Ansang knew that he was quite a bear.In fact, when he realized that there was only Sis left by his side, it was as if he was constantly asking Sis to show his presence in front of him, and he was always talking to Sis: "You don't even talk to me?"
"You're so boring, you don't look like my child." Without an answer, Ansang could only look up to the sky.Flying Grayson's house has been double-stacked, and Grayson's parents are flying to Little Grayson in the stands.But Little Grayson's focus was on his head, and he didn't take off his coat.
"I have a hunch, Sis." Ansang narrowed his eyes, the distance was too far, even his eyes couldn't see what happened to the steel wire.But his brain gave him the answer: "Oh, I think Bruce is going to cry in a moment, should we bet?"
Sis did not reply as usual, and Ansang did not intend to give an answer either.Just looking up at the two orange flying graysons above the circus, getting farther and farther away from their child, and finally crashing to the ground.It's like two little birds that have left the nest and lost the ability to fly.
He will show no mercy, tragedies like this happen every day in Gotham.He will not be sad, he has no such experience and cannot empathize.Any so-called 'I'm sorry' is sarcastic and wryly humorous without real emotion.
Moreover, there is no need to express your hunger and sadness, after all, it has nothing to do with you.
Ansang never felt ashamed to admit that he was cold-blooded, he just didn't bother to say the phrase 'I'm sorry, I'm very sad'.He didn't understand what kind of consolation this kind of words would have on those who were really sad. Just like Rosalind's funeral, there were so many people, how many people were really sad.
"What do you want to show me? Sis?" Sis is the best detective in the world, nothing can escape his eyes.Let him come to the circus without telling him about the tragedy, Sis wants to emphasize something to him.One thing he doesn't understand yet, but Sis wishes he knew.
[Bruce Wayne. 】
Because of the death, the audience of the circus began to stand one after another.Perhaps it was because they didn't want the former to get involved in the murder case, and the indifference of the Gotham people was instantly evident.Among the standing crowd, Ansang, who was sitting cross-legged on the spot, didn't realize how conspicuous he was.
Ansang looked up at the high ceiling and the two pillars as pillars. Sis told him that Flying Grayson had started performing in Gotham more than ten years ago, and their performances were touring, so they would come to Gotham once a year.Especially it is said that Gotham's Gordon is still their matchmaker, oh, this job is good.
"You know I hate it when you always use others as an example. I hope I can be a good boy." Ansang knew that his three views were a bit abnormal, but most of the time Sis was a good housekeeper who only satisfied him. A few times he is a stubborn old stereotype who wants to correct his three views.
Unlike people in other positions, Bruce's direction is the center of the field.Because it was the first performance of Flying Grayson, there was a crowd of people around, and there were also many policemen.Looking at the little boy who was kneeling in front of his parents' corpses, Bruce didn't step forward, but spoke to the police officers on the side.
Ansang could read lips, and with the presence of Sis, he understood what Bruce was saying without any effort.He felt sorry for what happened to the child, and he thought of his own parents, so he decided to deal with the funeral of his parents for the child, and he paid all the funds.
But still don't understand why Sis wants him to see this: "I don't understand, what do you want me to do?"
The people sitting on the stage had almost evacuated, and Ansang, who was sitting cross-legged, was particularly conspicuous in an instant.It's just that Little Grayson was immersed in his own sadness, and the police were busy investigating the scene. For a while, only Bruce noticed the person sitting in the audience holding a Coke cup.
Noticing Bruce's diverted attention, Ansang waved his hand without any sincerity as a greeting.And then went on to transfer his realization to the crying child.Little Grayson was about eight or nine years old, with black hair and blue eyes, so it was no wonder Bruce remembered himself.
Oh, speaking of the similarities between the two people's experiences, Big Bruce wouldn't want to raise a child on a whim because their parents also died in front of their own children because of a conspiracy, right?After groping for a bit, Ansang felt that the possibility of this was quite high.
But this little ghost, shouldn't be the same as Bruce when he was a child, thinking about finding out the real cause of his parents' death, right?Probably not, from a little devil with little money in a circus to suddenly becoming the heir to a billionaire family fortune, the death of his parents should not be that important.
Ansang never minded speculating on the darkest side of human nature: "Is this what you want to show me?"
Standing up, he casually threw the drink bottle in his hand into the trash can, not caring whether the Coke he barely drank would spill out.Ansang left the circus without looking back, but he didn't notice a person standing silently not far behind him. After waiting to make sure that he had left completely, he bent down and picked up the scattered trash from the trash can. Drink bottle.
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"Master Bruce, when did you become interested in carbonated drinks?" A statement, because Bruce needs to keep his body in the most active state, and Bruce eats a very healthy diet on weekdays.Unhealthy things like carbonated drinks have been crossed off the menu since he was a child.
Bruce didn't look back. In fact, only his butler Afu was able to enter and exit his Batcave freely: "I'm testing the DNA on it, and none of the three fingerprints left on it are his. Maybe it's because Wearing gloves, it's really not an ordinary clean freak, but he left saliva."
"In this case, it's not normal to leave saliva." Ah Fu judged based on his years of experience.It is illogical to think that a person who is so obsessed with cleanliness that he is unwilling to touch external objects with his skin can unsuspectingly use a straw full of bacteria.
"No, wearing gloves is more like his habit." Bruce casually pointed to the large screen on one side, on which were some private places that were obviously secretly photographed, and the figure of a black-haired boy, "In the information I collected , the only day he took off his gloves was Miss Conway's funeral."
Ah Fu doesn't want to express anything about his owner's stalking disease. In fact, he has been following the little founder of ST for almost a week. Apart from proving that the little founder likes to talk to himself and is extremely vigilant, there is no conclusion : "I think you will still be happy for nothing, considering the previous tracker and bug."
Speaking of this, Bruce was also a little depressed: "He should have a strong shielding device, and he is also very sensitive to other people's emotions. In fact, I sent someone to follow him and he could detect it, which is a bit strange." The saliva has been extracted and is being compared with the database.
"Perhaps this Young Master An has the same unspeakable little secret as you." Afu looked at Bruce and said slowly, "And isn't this very good, it gives you more reason to suspect that this little gentleman and magic There are some little secrets that can’t be shared between teachers. But before that, I have to remind you that since you have decided to deal with Mr. Grayson’s matter, don’t push everything to your old housekeeper. If there is a result , the system will notify you as soon as possible.”
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