Win Wayne

But it seems that there is indeed something wrong.

Wendy thinks that Wendy's father shouldn't be so bad. Wendy didn't seem to have a contemptuous attitude when mentioning her father, and Wendy always felt that "he is a good man, he just doesn't love me".

If Wendy's father is secretly funding the villain, can he be considered a good person?

"It's impossible for him to do anything about those villains. What else can he do except give some benefits from time to time?" Wendy said, "You don't understand economics. The methods used by capitalists to obtain benefits are always dirty. From this point of view, No rich person can be called a good person, so you have to get rid of some of their business... methods first, and then evaluate them as a person."

temperature:"……"

Even I know there is something wrong with your logic!

But forget it, you think it is.

That's the father you love and hate so much!How can you really speak ill of him!I know!

Later, I will push my second brother to blow up the house with me.

I don't know if the second brother can blow up the house. He seems to be very good at guns, and he can use guns. Explosives shouldn't be a big problem?Whether it will be used or not, he must have a way to get it.

Wendy said: "I have long felt that something is wrong. In a city like Gotham, how can there be rich people who are not involved in gangsters? My father is too unlike a Gotham person in comparison. He not only donated Zhenglian has invested a lot of money and publicly supported them, and he even regularly goes to various charities to give condolences."

I was wrong Wendy, it's not that you don't speak ill of your father, but you really think that this kind of villain's behavior is not a villain at all, it's normal at all.

And how trash your dad is in your heart!

He's just acting like a normal, normal, charitable rich guy, how can you doubt so much!

He even explained the reason clearly and logically. If Wendy didn't know the situation at all and could stay out of the matter, Wendy might have given him a wrong idea.

Wendy nodded: "Don't believe my reasoning? It's normal, not everyone can realize that father must be hiding a big secret."

It's impossible to conclude just based on your guesswork.

"I have every reason to doubt this. First of all, there can't be innocent rich people in Gotham—even you know this."

Wen couldn't argue with that.

Sand sculpture netizens have played too many memes about Gotham City, and there are countless jingles about "Gutham City with simple folk customs". She laughed every time she listened to it, and unconsciously left Gotham City with a very dangerous and neurotic impression. .

"So on this basis, my father abnormally publicly supported Zhenglian, and the villains in Gotham didn't kill him because he donated to Zhenglian." Wendy said, "Isn't this normal? "

So you mean, your father is a scumbag who walks between justice and darkness, earning money on human blood through wars?

"...This is not my original intention, but your explanation is not wrong." Wendy said, holding her chest, "It's just that your description has some derogatory emotional overtones."

I think you edited him like this because you had a problem with your dad.

Wendy walked away angrily.

Jason, who was frightened by Wen's few words and fled the scene, finally came to a definite conclusion after observing Wen's behavior in all directions through the monitor and what she said to herself in the air.

There is something wrong with the spirit of the "sister".

Why was he not surprised at all?

I just don't know how serious the condition of "sister" is. She doesn't look like a pure hallucination or auditory hallucination, and she also appears logical when she talks. This proves that no matter whether she is smart or not, at least her mind is still very good. sober.

It's really worse, he just started to doubt whether there is a problem with his brain because of this "sister" who suddenly appeared, and he found that no matter whether his own brain has a problem or not, "sister" must have a problem with his brain.

——And I still don't know if "sister" is real or not, or if it's a conspiracy.

She must not leave his sight easily, Jason thought.

He started to have a headache: how to arrange for this "sister" who looks delicate and frail at first glance?

Wen is actually allergic to Gotham's night fog, and also develops eczema due to nervousness.Does she still have a problem, does she have diarrhea after eating fried chicken and hot dogs?Maybe she can't even drink Coke, because it will damage her delicate stomach.

"Hmm..." Facing the pile of junk food in front of him, Wen sat awkwardly, "I can't eat these high-fat and high-calorie junk food. I can't drink Coke either."

Jason: "...What did you say, can you say it again?"

Damn, she really can't eat fried chicken and hot dogs and drink Coke, he has never seen such a fragile woman in his life!

Wen was also very embarrassed by the condition of this tattered body. Although she still didn't understand the situation of the second brother who died in this fake death—but Wendy insisted that he had actually died once—but obviously, the other party was hiding from people.

Now she lives with her second brother in a dark warehouse.

The second brother gave her the small bedroom, and the room was tidied up very neatly, except for the small bed, there were only one or two pots of green plants in the corner.

The small one refers to the size of the second brother.Wen's figure was very slender, and this bed could actually accommodate the two of them with room to spare.

Wen felt a little embarrassed to drive the owner to another room like this. If the two of them covered two quilts, it would be no big deal to sleep together.

But after she made this suggestion before falling asleep, what she got was Jason's weird stare and a rude refusal.

Wen was more than willing to let Jason sleep on the bed, and she would have no problem sleeping on the sofa, the little beanbag could accommodate her, but Jason was enough.

But thinking about this broken body, if she couldn't take a good rest, the lack of sleep in the city of Gotham would lead to fatigue, so she swallowed the proposal silently.

Jason was very aggressive before going to bed last night, so now, Wen, who refuses to eat these junk foods, is a little afraid to meet Jason's eyes.

“I have a delicate gut, and junk food can give me acute gastroenteritis, vomiting, fever, or diarrhea,” Wen said. “I’m also allergic to caffeine, so I can’t drink Coke—unless I’m allergic first.” medicine."

"Where's your medicine?"

"At home." Wen added, "In New York."

Jason raised his voice in astonishment: "New York?! You live in—you said your home is in New York?!"

"Well," Wen said, and she began to mentally prepare her words, "I live in New York, because..."

The second brother asked, "You ran away from home?"

temperature:"……"

Second brother, why do you answer the conversation so naturally and smoothly?Wendy, is it true that everyone in your family ran away from home?

"Otherwise," Wendy said, "why do you think everyone is not surprised to see us alone in New York."

I thought it was just a stalk that every child in the family would run away from home. In reality, it is impossible to become such a crazy person.

If it is true that every child in the family is running away from home, is it also true that Gotham is dangerous and has a high crime rate?

In Gotham, would it really happen that someone was killed by a villain while walking on the road?

Wendy smiled: "That's right. And people are used to it. Honey, this is Gotham."

While it's uncharacteristic of your father to send you out to boarding school when you're so young, if Gotham is as dangerous as the sand sculpture memes make it out to be, then he's doing it for your own good.

"I'm not just mad at him for sending me to boarding school, don't you understand? That doesn't even make my top [-] reasons to be angry."

Wen understood, but she just wanted to try to calm Wendy down a bit.

Jason snapped his fingers impatiently in front of Wen's eyes: "Back to your senses! What can you eat? I'll get it for you. Tell me if you need any medicine, and bring it to you when you come back."

Wen's gaze quietly drifted to Wendy's position.

Before she could ask, Wendy fluently reported a long list of drug names, and said: "...you can buy as many of these as you can buy, and the effect is different. There are also some that cannot be bought without a doctor's prescription, but This is Gotham, some money will do it."

Wen repeated Wendy's words speechlessly.

"So many? You need them all?" Jason felt his tongue hurt just listening to it.

"It's better to be prepared," Wen said. "It's better than rushing to find allergies. I have a lot of allergens. By the way, I don't eat oranges, and I'm allergic to oranges."

"Okay, I got it." Jason frowned and agreed, "You stay here and don't go out."

He turned to leave, Wen said, "Second brother."

"what?"

"You don't know me at all, do you? You don't remember you have a sister either."

"...Don't talk nonsense." Jason also knew that his performance was not convincing enough, he paused, and managed to find a reasonable explanation, "I suffered a serious head injury before, and I can't remember many things clearly."

"Oh." Wen said, "Is there something so serious that even father can't solve it, and you have to fake death to get out?"

Jason sneered, but he forcibly pressed the expression halfway.

"Him? Solve it?" Jason held back those swear words and said indifferently, "I can solve it myself without his intervention."

Damn Wendy, I didn't believe you said that your father was involved in gangsters before, but now I really believe it!

Look, I remember you said before that after your elder brother was kicked out of the house by your father, he ran to become a little policeman, right?

It's not surprising that he went to work as a policeman alone. The adopted son of a rich family may not be very favored, so he has no way to get a seat in the family business.

But the first adopted son is no longer favored, and the second adopted son can't be unfavored and participate in the family business, right?There are two such situations in a row, no matter how you think it is wrong, right?

So in order to prevent him from participating in the Wayne Company on the bright side, your father can only find a way to arrange for him to fake his death, and then let him change his appearance to become a gangster.

At this time, if you use this second brother who is clearly a gangster to push back against your elder brother, why did your elder brother become a small policeman?It must be to infiltrate the police, and with your father's help, you can become the talker in the system in the future!

"...Do you believe it now?" Wendy said quietly, "This can also explain why father adopted so many children."

I still can't believe it, but your idea is indeed the most reasonable explanation.

Before leaving, Jason said: "Only I can see your face here, take off the mask."

"I don't wear a mask to cover my face." Wen raised his hand and touched the mask on his face, "It's to isolate air and smells. Besides my allergies, I'm also sensitive to many things, such as light, sound, smell and Humidity...very sensitive."

Jason: "...how did you live to be so old?"

"It's weird that you're the only one asking that question," Wen said. "We live in the same family."

The actual situation is that she doesn't know how Wendy lived to such an old age. Thinking about it, it should be... to live a life?

With Wendy's physical condition, she basically said goodbye to the quality of life.

Even Wen wondered if Wendy really felt refreshed when she was doing that, anyway, as far as she knew and felt, psychologically happy and relaxed?have.

physical?

At least she didn't feel it from Wendy's inner world.

In Wendy's senses, Wendy was extremely confused and angry. She felt that Wendy was longing to vent and devour from the bottom of her heart, in a way that she might not have discovered.

It's just that Wendy never looked at herself squarely. She ignored the pain and unwillingness, and buried them, as if as long as she didn't look at them or think about them, they didn't exist.

Look, what kind of results this negative attitude has led to, hold yourself back, Wendy!

Maybe because Jason couldn't figure out how to answer Wen, he pretended not to hear and left. He didn't forget to take the fast food he brought back, and brought Wen two slices of bread and juice.

"Can this be eaten? Can I eat a sandwich? Is there any sauce that can't be eaten?"

"No fish and shrimp, and no strong smell." Wen said, "I still want to eat apples. Red apples, no other kinds."

"There are so many requests." Jason nodded indiscriminately, "What else do you want?"

"I want to stay here for a few days?" Wen thought for a while, "I still need some clothes, including underwear. I have to buy expensive ones. I also want better quality toiletries, and you are not short of money, why do you use all of them?" It's a bargain from the supermarket. I need a little girly stuff too, which is—you know what it is, right?"

Jason blushed: "I know!"

He left aggressively.

Wen felt that she didn't ask for much. After Jason left, she took a leisurely walk around the warehouse.

This abandoned warehouse has been converted into an arsenal by the second brother. All kinds of weapons that look extremely dangerous from the outside are displayed on cabinets and shelves with shiny surfaces.

There was no one around, and even though Wendy had reminded that there was surveillance in the room, Wen moved up curiously and touched it carefully.

It feels as smooth as touching a mirror.

The second brother has a lot of weapons. With so many weapons, he said he was going to sell arms. Even Wen could tell that the models of these things were different, old and new, and they didn't look like sales at all; Use it, what exactly does the second brother do, how many guns and explosives do you need?

"He's doing something very dangerous," Wendy said.

Her eyes lingered on the cold weapon, occasionally leaning over to examine the surface of the gun as if she knew them.

Wen Xin thinks it's up to you to say.

"Maybe I shouldn't come to visit the grave today." Wendy said again, "If I didn't come today, maybe I wouldn't know about his resurrection from the dead."

You still insist that he came back from the dead?No matter how you think about it, feigning death is more believable, right?

Wendy pondered for a few seconds before asking: "Is it more believable that Superman is an extraordinarily powerful earthling who can absorb solar energy for some special reasons, or is it more believable that he comes from an alien?"

Obviously, it's more believable that Superman is an Earthling, but the truth is he's an alien.

Sometimes the choice that seems more credible and tempting is the wrong choice that is used to mislead you.

Wen was persuaded by this logic.

However, there are still some small doubts in her heart that are about to stir: Wendy's logic is the logic of skeptics at all, and she doesn't seem to be so suspicious usually?

Not without suspicion.Wendy has doubted many things, family, friendship, affection, Wendy has doubted all of these.

She even doubted her own father, and felt that he was not a good person at all, and that his enthusiasm for charity was just pretending.

Wen endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back: Wendy, why don't you doubt in another direction?

"Which direction?"

Your father is actually a good man in the true sense. He usually pretends to be a fool and not doing his job properly.

In fact, he is not as incompetent as he appears to be at all. Every time he makes excuses to pick up beauties, he has business to do, and every day he is doing his meager strength for the just cause of the world.

Wendy was silent for a few seconds and then laughed out loud, arching her back and covering her stomach.

Wen watched her laughing wildly, and when Wendy finally calmed down, Wen said depressedly: "What's so funny?"

"The man we're talking about is my father," Wendy said, "not Batman."

You keep talking about Batman, Batman, why can't you find high-resolution pictures of him everywhere on the Internet?All the pictures related to Batman are of high blur quality, and the occasional clearer pictures are basically side faces or half faces.

"Batman has his own way." Wendy put her hand on the cabinet, tiptoed to look at the top of the cabinet, "Honestly, now I'm more and more sure of my guess."

Okay, I know your dad is a super bad guy.

How much you hate him and how much you love him.

"We don't seem to have discussed my third brother. My father's third adopted son was brought back by his father after his second brother died." Wendy paused for a while, then said softly under Wen's unclear eyes, " When he was brought back, the second brother died...less than half a year later."

temperature:"……"

This time difference is too scary, right?

Does your family have any "must have an adopted son stay at home" setting?Leave one and find a new one right away?

Your adopted son is completely a mass-produced replaceable product!

Wendy, I've wondered many times in our previous conversations, what's wrong with your father?

"You said just now that I think of him too badly." Wendy said in a low voice, "Who wouldn't want father to be a kind, responsible, and responsible person? But father, he is... There's no way to think he's a good guy."

Wen didn't know what to say, so she decided to keep silent.

"Back to the third brother." Wendy said, "The third brother was also a child of a rich family before he was adopted by his father, but in Gotham, as I said, no one is clean. If you are too clean One day, sooner or later, due to some reasons that no one knows the details, he will die suddenly, leaving behind a weak and weak only son who has the right to inherit, and in a few days, this only son will suddenly be adopted by distant relatives of the family."

"In another one or two years, or one or two months, the only child will die of illness or accident, leaving a large inheritance to distant relatives." Wendy said, "unless someone is willing to protect the only child."

Your third brother is the only son.

If your father adopted him to protect him, that would make sense.

Even this time difference still makes people feel a little incomprehensible, half a year is too short, it took your father half a year to get out of grief?

"I don't know." Wendy said, "Father is a bit abnormal, it's true, but no one can know his true mood. He is actually a difficult person to read. I often feel that when he flirts with female models He's sad - maybe I'm just too slow."

If you are considered dull, there will be no sensitive people in this world.

"The third brother is a very gentle, well-educated, and very quiet boy." Wendy said, "Father and I were in a bad mood during that time. Now that I think about it, my attitude towards him was too mean."

What's your attitude?Did you hit him?

"What? Of course not!" Wendy gave Wen a ridiculous look, "How could I hit him? I just... I just told him after he was adopted that I don't want to see him at home."

And how did he react?

"He never appeared in my sight again." Wendy said, "He actively avoided all occasions where I would appear, ate three meals and afternoon tea in his room, and staggered my activity time. He He didn't refute me, and he didn't complain to his father."

You might as well just hit him.

"Until Father himself intervenes."

How did your dad react?Have you been scolded?

Wendy's expression became even more absurd: "Why? He never scolded me. I had many girlfriends in the ballet school, and he never scolded me. I slept with the person he was dating, and he never scolded me. My father never scolded me. Don't be mad at me. Sometimes I feel like he's getting mad, but he doesn't say anything in the end."

So how did he intervene.

"He asked the third brother to follow him into my line of sight, and then went to the table to eat."

Oh shit.This is not a normal way for fathers to resolve conflicts, is it?Normally we should talk about it openly and honestly, right?What is it to let your third brother follow him to the dinner table?The problem is not solved at all, but the conflict is intensified?

Does your dad have a problem with his emotional intelligence?

It looks very similar to me, you have a problem with EQ, and your second brother seems to have a problem with EQ too.

I haven't met your elder brother, but he started you as soon as you hooked up, and you are not sure if there is any relationship between you after hooking up, then there must be something wrong with him.

Your third brother seems to have a super high emotional intelligence, which is a bit abnormal.

"Anyway, the matter is over, and my father gave me new jewelry and a dress as an apology, thanking me for not dismantling him." Wendy said with a lack of interest, "I didn't expect the third brother to be so docile, I just want to Just let him avoid me when he first came home."

What Wen realized: How long ago did your father start to meddle?

"After the third brother did this for four or five months." Wendy said, "He probably thought I would let go earlier."

Wen suddenly realized that she had made a mistake in judging Wendy's family status at home.

Before today's conversation, in her heart, Wendy was a poor little boy whose father didn't love or hurt her brother and was always ignored by her younger brother, but what Wendy said just now... doesn't look pitiful at all?In comparison, the third brother is obviously pitiful, right?

And Wendy didn't sound pitiful, her family status was ridiculously high.

What Wendy did at school was too much, and her father didn't even scold her.

As for the female model, Wendy's father is not angry, Wendy can still understand... The women outside are just playing around, how can they compare with their own daughters.

Wendy bullied the new younger brother in the family, and his father actually sat back and watched for four or five months before smoothing things over, and his attitude was obviously biased toward Wendy's smoothing things out. It sounded like Wendy didn't even ask Wendy to apologize to the third brother.

You are too domineering at home, Wendy!So is your dad!You can do whatever you want!

Wendy was also angry: "If he didn't have a ghost in his heart, how could he treat me like this!"

How could there be so many reasons, the old father was wrong to spoil his delicate and frail daughter... You are sick, Wendy.

"I don't want to tell you this. I shouldn't have come to visit my second brother's grave, and I shouldn't have come today." Wendy said, "I should postpone my visit for a while."

You shouldn't put off coming, you should come today.

"Aren't you very unhappy to come to Gotham?"

I'm not willing to come, but I'm not particularly unwilling. I mainly just refuse casually to see if you will insist. If you don't insist, it's fine if I don't come. If you insist, then come chant.

It's just a matter of taking more medicine.

"Second brother and I don't get along and communicate very much." Wendy said softly, "But we have a very special relationship."

I know.

He is always there when you go to the study, and he is always there when you leave the study.

He never made you wait.

So when you should come to visit the grave, that's when you should visit the grave.

You don't want him to wait.