Brand Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

After spending a long time comforting Leila and putting the little girl to sleep, Vera walked out of the small room.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the corridor was not high. Clark took a blanket to wrap Vera, who was only wearing a sweater (the coat was left to Leila), and asked her:

"What are you going to do with Sharlto?"

Vera looked at the chairman of Wayne Group and raised her eyebrows:

"There is no physical evidence at all?"

"Only a confession."

When Vera was comforting the little girl, Bruce had pulled out all of Sharlto's information. Unfortunately... there is really no conclusive evidence.

He organized the books in his hand, and handed the information about Sharlto to Vera.

This person is indeed cautious enough. Unlike Campbell, he is extremely sensitive to video recordings, audio recordings, and SMS records.

Just from the fact that when he harassed these mutant girls, he was basically in some private places, or in the classroom, and he would never use text messages, emails, etc., you can see how cautious he is. difficulty.

It is true that with Bruce's ability, he can find out many mistakes in Sharlto's work and financial management - for example, he came to participate in this 'talent training program' for the Wayne Charitable Foundation.

But these criminal evidences have nothing to do with this matter, and they can't achieve the purpose of severely injuring Sharlto.

"Sharlto once teamed up with several friends to rape a peasant girl during college."

Bruce said coldly, "But we can't convict now."

As long as Batman wants to investigate, the case more than 20 years ago can also be found out, but the problem is that the case at that time has passed the prosecution period, and the peasant girl is ashamed to speak about this matter, for fear that her reputation will be damaged if she is exposed , it is almost impossible to testify in court.

"That is to say... that old bastard can really get away with it?"

Joel popped out of nowhere, he opened his eyes wide and asked coldly.

Bruce and Vera looked at each other, and nodded slightly at Joel:

"On the basis of his confession, the court will not convict him."

Of course, this is only for the courts.

Gotham has countless such injustices that cannot be tried every year. At this time, Batman needs to appear on the stage and use some improper means to achieve his goal.

Of course, Joel didn't know that the seemingly good-tempered Mr. Wayne had already sentenced Sharlto to death in his heart. He said angrily:

"Then I'll call the professor!"

——With the ability of Professor Charles, the old bastard Sharlto will definitely pay the price he deserves!

As soon as the words fell, Vera suddenly stretched out her hand and poked Joel lightly on the forehead.

"No promise."

She glanced at the boy, "Joel, when you encounter this kind of thing, is your first reaction still to go home crying and call your parents?"

It is not easy to get Sharlto to plead guilty?

When Diana comes back, wouldn't it be enough to borrow her mantra lasso?

To be honest, they have hundreds of ways to kill Sharlto, but the question is, if Joel or anyone else encounters Sharlto in the workplace in the future, do parents still need to deal with it?

"You remember, Joel."

Vera pushed open the door of the medical room with one hand, raised her chin slightly at the stunned young man, and said slowly:

"If you hit a snake and hit it seven inches, you must be punished when you kill someone."

After that, she ignored the three men at the door and walked in lightly.

Clark: "..."

Bruce: "..."

Vera...you will teach bad children like this==

Everyone has their own weaknesses.

Just like the innocent and naive Layla would feel self-loathing because of being violated, just like the murdered peasant girl Bruce found out, she concealed the fact of being violated for more than 20 years.

They have such emotions, entirely out of sexual shame deep in their souls.

When one is torn apart, pierced through, and deprived of the most precious dignity, one's first reaction is only to be deeply ashamed.

This kind of shame exists in Leila's inability to tell the specific process of being violated, and in the fact that the peasant girl insisted on keeping the secret for more than 20 years, which cannot be corrected or redeemed.

They, and countless "them", are addicted to shame, unable to extricate themselves, collapsed and withered.

However, does such a sense of "sexual shame" only exist in women?

Holding the thick document, Vera sat down beside Sharlto's bed as if nothing had happened, flipping through the document seriously, as if she was reading a wonderful novel, and sighed "tsk tsk" from time to time.

Sharlto still didn't know what Vera was thinking, and he thought that Vera had gone out to teach Leila a lesson. He looked at Vera gratefully:

"Ms. Senna, I really don't know how to thank you—"

"Ah, you're welcome."

Vera said with a smile, "I've already contacted the ambulance for you, and the rest of the matter will be handled by people from your company—both groups of them are on their way."

Sharlto was grateful: "...Thank you, Ms. Senna, you must be an angel sent by God to save me."

"I've said it all, you're welcome, so how about it, anyway, I'm idle, Mr. Sharlto, would you like to give me some advice on the micro-movie script I thought of recently?"

Sharlto: "...what?"

The expression on his face was a little stiff, looking at Vera's gentle smiling face, he always felt that something was wrong.

"It's very kind of you to agree, my script goes like this—"

Vera completely ignored Sharlto's question. She opened the file and talked about the new script she thought of on the fly.

"Once upon a time, there was a stray dog.

This is a male dog, a muscular, young and strong male dog, who was born in a remote town. "

Sharlto: ? ? ?

"This male dog has been wandering around the town since it was born, and everyone in the town has witnessed its growth.

It grew up little by little, and gradually became a majestic hound. It would go to the forest on the side of the town to look for food every day. People in the town would bump into this wild dog from the forest and run back to the town with a rabbit in its mouth. .

Not only that, but it can catch mice for the barn in the town, and catch thieves who come to steal in the middle of the night. The people in the town love it very much, and many people affectionately call it the "General""

Vera's tone was soft and unhurried. She looked at the information, turned another page, and continued to preach:

"Day after day, the general who has achieved great results finally matured, and the dog owners in the town couldn't help but think: 'General' is such a good gene, it would be a pity not to keep it for breeding.

Thinking about it this way, everyone waited until their dogs came into heat, and immediately brought these females to the general, and forced the general to breed with their dogs.

But what is disappointing is that no matter how hard they try, no matter how they tempt the general with food or medicine, this mating plan has never been realized. Sometimes, they have already watched the general take action, but they still fail up. "

Speaking of which, Vera paused for a moment, her gaze fell on Sharlto's latest physical examination report, and she paused for a moment on the male reproductive department's diagnosis report on Sharlto before smiling and saying:

"Finally, the people in the town discovered that the majestic 'General' stood up as tall as a grown man, and his reproductive organs were only as small as an earthworm."

"It, no, okay, ah."

"Superman! Superman!"

Sharlto, who had been silent all this time, yelled loudly. Without looking at Vera, he roared eagerly. Because of his excessive excitement, he made a sound like a wild boar panting.

"Superman! Mr. Wayne! Are you outside? Huh?"

"You must be outside! Who will come! Who will let this woman go away! You can't do this—!"

Clark and Bruce, who were standing outside the door, turned their heads at the same time, one looking at the sky and the other playing with their phones.

... didn't see it, didn't hear it, didn't know it.

"Don't get excited, Mr. Sharlto, the story is not over yet."

Vera's voice was soft, she smiled politely, and narrowed her eyes:

"There are too many people raising dogs in this town, but no matter who they are, they have never seen such a small thing as a 'general'. They were so surprised that they called their friends and everyone in the town to come here Look strange.

God, a hound that big and strong is only that small.

It's only as small as an earthworm, only as small as a millet pepper, even a child's finger is bigger than that thing!

From that moment on, everyone in the town looked at the 'general' in a different way.

In the past, whenever the 'General' wandered around the town, he was greeted by children's greetings, feeding and praise from well-wishers.

And now?

No matter how many rabbits the "General" hunted alone, no matter how many mice he caught, when people saw him, they always suddenly realized and said: Is this the "small" dog that dies?

When the 'general' walks by, it can always cause a burst of laughter.

This is the dog that is too 'small'?

You see, he is so big, but so small, so, so small. "

The story is over.

The entire medical room was dead silent.

Vera stood up gently. She tore off the page of health records from the information, walked to Sharlto's hospital bed, and looked down at the rotten flesh on the bed.

What greeted her was a pair of red eyes full of hatred and madness.

Sharlto was paralyzed on the bed, panting violently, every muscle in his body was shaking, and the muscles on his face twitched wildly, so angry that he couldn't speak.

——If his legs and feet were not broken, maybe he could jump up and strangle Vera on the spot.

Vera was unmoved.

She still had that disgusting smile on her face, and between raising her hands, she lightly threw the report on Sharlto's short penis, cryptorchidism and other diseases on Sharlto's face .

"Mr. Sharlto."

She paused every word, as if very curiously asked:

"You said—that wild dog, do you know that the roar of laughter erupting around it is actually mocking it as 'little'?"

"... female cousin."

The report slipped from Sharlto's face, revealing an extremely twisted and hideous face.

Sharlto, who has a very high psychological quality and acts cautiously, can continue to pretend even in the face of Superman's deterrence, but under one of Vera's "story", he completely throws away his helmet and armor.

"Vera Senna, you cousin, you remember it for me, you cousin, bitch, I remember it..."

Under the great irritation and anger, Sharlto completely lost the ability to sophistry. He trembled and repeatedly cursed Vera in the most vicious language.

"Whether I'm a female cousin or not is debatable—at least I don't have any secrets that can't be revealed, but Mr. Sharlto, you are really too young."

Vera glanced across Sharlto's crotch as if nothing had happened, her tone was faint, with a strange aria:

"When you were 20 years old, you and the gang raped that innocent peasant girl, did you untie your penis? Did you show your friends the size of your dick? They found out Do they giggle at you? Guess what they say about you behind your back?"

"You got married in a hurry at the age of 30. So far, you have gone through two marriages. You are currently divorced and single-why are you divorced? Why do you have no children? Guess how your two wives promoted you behind your back? Will your mutual relatives and friends Smile at you? Do they all know? When they smile at you, are they mocking you?"

"You moved to Wayne Corporation, came to Gotham, only got two whores - why? What are you afraid of? Are those two ladies willing to do your business? They laughed at your dick Do you have the guts to take off your pants in front of these two well-informed girls?"

Vera's tone was unhurried, slow, but extremely clear, with a clear insight.

Like a certain psychological hypnotist who has dealt with, by observing Sharlto's expression, she just... revealed all the secrets that Sharlto wanted to hide one by one.

"Mr. Sharlto."

Vera bent down slightly so that Sharlto could see the gentle smile on her face. She stretched out a little finger and waved it in front of the man's eyes, pretending to be surprised and saying:

"Aren't you... even worse than 'General'?"

That little thing of yours is worse than a dog.

"..."

Outside the door, Clark and Bruce took a deep breath at the same time, a little bit unwilling to appear in front of Vera again.

It's too cruel.

It's really too cruel.

For a man, who is still a successful and prestigious industry elite, nothing is the biggest blow.

The so-called sexual shame is not unique to women.

To some extent, men care about this much more than women, but they care about each other differently.

For Sharlto, this "point" is that he can't do it.

Because once this secret is discovered, it's like the people in the small town discover that the "general" is not good, all the achievements and records of that dog will disappear in an instant, and when everyone mentions it, they will only shout Laugh at it for being too small.

With a few words, Vera revealed everything he had been trying to hide, and even led him to think involuntarily:

In the past 30 years, from all friends, to his wife, to relatives, friends, company colleagues, did everyone discover his secret?Was everyone secretly laughing at him?

When they faced him, they smiled. Did they admire him, respect him, or mock him?

Is he just like that wild dog named "General", in this triumphant life, in fact, he is ridiculed all the time, and "little" is secretly ridiculed behind his back all the time?

In this way, even if they do nothing, just let Sharlto go back... Can he still live as usual?

Or, can he still live in this social circle?

Sharlto's face was ashen, and he couldn't help thinking about Vera's "hypnotic" words. The more he thought about it, the more he felt unbearable, and he almost collapsed.

"You, you can't do this - you call it an invasion of privacy, you can't fucking do this..."

He roared like a wild dog howling and neighing.

"Mr. Sharlto, how could you misunderstand me so much?"

Vera was still smiling. She took back the report and asked innocently:

"What did I say? Did anyone hear?"

—There is no evidence, only confessions, but there is no way to convict, Monsieur Sharlto.

"you--!"

"Wipe the blood off your face and stop showing that expression, sir."

Vera was too lazy to listen to the useless howling of the defeated dog. She glanced out the window and said lightly,

"The medical staff and colleagues from your company have already arrived, don't be so ugly, Mr. Sharlto, if you have any questions, we will talk about them later."

——This is just the beginning.

After you recover from your injury, let's play one step at a time.

As she spoke, she shouted towards the door:

"Joel, the ambulance is here. In such a cold day, go get the blanket and cover the wound for Mr. Sharlto."

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but when she said the words "self" and "take", she emphasized the sound.

"Yes, Ms Senna."

Joel rolled his eyes, and immediately understood Vera's intentions. He quickly found a blanket, brushed his hands lightly over the surface of the blanket, then ran into the medical room, and covered Sharlto's body with the blanket. lower body.

Then, following Vera's example, he showed an unusually bright smile at Sharlto.

Before Sharlto got angry, the medical staff and colleagues from Sharlto had poured into the medical room and surrounded Sharlto.

"My God! Mr. Sharlto! How did you become like this?"

"Hurry up and send him to the doctor, we'll take care of the rest!"

There were as many as seven or eight enthusiastic colleagues who rushed here, including men and women. While looking at Sharlto worriedly, they helped the medical staff carry Sharlto onto the stretcher.

And just when a female nurse approached Sharlto and was about to lift the blanket off his body, a sudden change occurred!

Everyone present, from Sharlto's colleagues to all the medical staff, clearly saw that the moment the female nurse approached Sharlto, the blanket covering Sharlto's crotch slowly appeared. There was a suspicious bulge.

"...! Mister Sharlto!"

Amid the alarmed and angry warnings and screams of the female nurse, this bulge became more and more obvious and prominent. Anyone could see what Sharlto was doing at the moment.

There was a low cry of surprise in the medical room.

Sharlto couldn't even lift his head. Of course, he didn't know what had happened to the blanket under him, but seeing the female nurse's contemptuous expression and recalling Vera's previous assertion, he was startled:

"No, it's not like that!"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't—!"

No matter how he explained it, it was useless, the bump on the blanket was the proof.

Social death scene.

The female colleagues all blushed and turned their heads away, but the men present looked at each other, showing a teasing expression involuntarily.

Because the bumps on this blanket are really...too small.

Smaller than an earthworm, smaller than a millet pepper, smaller than a child's finger.

Even if it protruded completely, it was only a tiny bit.

At this moment, the female nurse didn't want to tear off the blanket anymore, and a group of people, with obvious disbelief and shock, put Sharlto on a stretcher and hurried away.

The moment he left the medical room, a female colleague who was still in the medical room suddenly let out a burst of laughter after hearing someone say something.

This time, Sharlto, who still didn't know what happened, clearly heard the woman laughing and saying softly:

"This is too small..."

She is laughing.

She was laughing... and said with a smile, little.

——!

Sharlto's whole body exploded with a "buzz", his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.