Win Wayne

When Connor came back with two cups of chocolates, what he saw was Wen who was playing on the slide until his face turned red.

She was trying to climb up the small stairs. The ladder was made of hemp rope and wooden strips, and it would shake slightly when she stepped on it. I don’t know how many times Wen played during this time, but she seemed very happy.

"Connor!" Wen saw Connor, she accelerated the speed of climbing the ladder, and ran to him after playing the slide again, "You came back so fast!"

"You like this very much?" Connor handed the cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows to Wen, "I thought you would like it..."

But he really didn't expect Wen to like it so much.

"I didn't know it was so fun!" Wen said happily, "I've never played it before!"

"You haven't played it?" Connor was quite surprised, "This is simply synonymous with 'I never had a childhood'..."

"Did you have a childhood?" Wen knew what was going on with Connor.

"I don't." Connor said quickly, he took the initiative to sit down on one side of the seesaw, "Come and play on the seesaw!"

Wen dismissed it with disdain: "Forget about the slide, the seesaw is really childish... Wait! Don't get up! I'll sit on the other side!"

She thumped and ran over, waited for Connor to stand up so that the other side of the seesaw did not tilt up, and then sat down on the opposite side of Connor.

Connor also sat down, and the seesaw lifted Wen's feet off the ground shamelessly, and Connor's weight firmly pressed down on the side where he was sitting, as if an elephant was placed on it.

Wen sat on a high place with his feet dangling in the air: "..."

Connor laughed and trembled all over: "Hahahahaha!"

Wen stared at him bitterly, twisted her body and pressed her butt down hard, but no matter how hard she tried, the seesaw did not move.

"Get up." Wen yelled, "Don't play tricks on me, that's not how a seesaw is played!"

Connor kicked the ground with a suppressed smile, he rose to a high place, and Wen fell to the ground.She was happy again, kicking the ground as soon as it fell, and the two played up and down for a long time, repeating the mechanical movement endlessly.

Wen didn't say that the game was too childish.

The seesaw is super fun!

And the seesaw can play with Connor, so the seesaw is more fun than the spinning slide!

In the end, she was carried back to the room by Connor from the seesaw chair. Connor smiled as he walked: "I told you not to play anymore, but you still didn't listen."

"...But it's really fun." Wen put his head in his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's really fun!"

"You don't feel like my girlfriend right now," Connor commented, "like my daughter."

Wen turned pale with shock: "Don't say that! Shut up! Shut up! I have a sense of the picture!"

"What imagery?"

Wen's face was filled with the expression that he couldn't spit out after eating something unpalatable: "Father's picture."

"Your father? You never seem to mention it." Connor said with interest, "So, why did you come to a place like Iceland alone, and haven't contacted your family even once these days?"

The first thing Wen thought of was not her own father, but Wendy's father.

... She never seemed to think about her family.

there has never been.Not once.She only has a vague impression of her own world and her family, and no real memory has ever appeared in her heart.

She paused for a long moment, then said with some vague premonition, "My father is a jerk."

"How much of a jerk?" Connor said casually. "More jerk than Lex Luthor?"

Oh shit.

If you say that, I can't take it.How to pick it up, Luthor is super anti-top class!Synonymous with inhumanity!

Wen Hanhen gritted his teeth: "...you won."

"I'm not comparing with you, this kind of thing is more sad than the winner." Connor smiled again, "Who your family is can't explain who you are, if you don't like and accept it, Stay away from them as I do."

"You don't like Superman either?" Wen asked curiously.

"I really don't like Luthor very much. It's easy to understand. As for Superman... If I say I don't like him, it seems a bit too ignorant."

"Actually, there is a point." Wen admitted, "but you have every reason."

"I like Superman. I have no reason not to like him," Connor said, "but that's what bothers me, too. I don't seem to have any reason not to like him. He's innocent in the whole thing, he's kind of a Victim, but the victim's attitude is so tolerant, it seems like I am vexatious."

"You'd be even more upset if he wasn't so forgiving," Wen said.

"I know! It's even more awkward after I know!" Connor said angrily, "Just because Superman is strong, calm, and tolerant, you want me to be the same? Just impose your own ideas on me, and then because of It was hilarious that I failed to reach their minds and be wary of me. Sometimes I wish I hadn't been born in this world."

The words came out of his mouth completely, and it wasn't until Connor realized that he had thought that way.

I sound weak and pathetic, he thought.

This realization both angered and saddened him.

The most troublesome thing about the complicated background is that there is almost no middle option for him. He can either be a good person or a bad person, but the problem is that he is not good enough or bad enough.

"I sometimes wish I hadn't been born in this world, but I always regret it very quickly," Wen said. "I think you're asking too much of yourself. Not being as good as Superman doesn't mean you're not Good guy — and seriously? Using Superman as a moral benchmark?"

Wen thinks Superman is too good to be uncomfortable.

Everyone has a dark side that is unknown, gloating at other people's pain, talking uncontrollably when angry, hating someone for no reason and cursing each other viciously in their hearts...

Ordinary people can easily forgive themselves, and comfort themselves that people are like this.

At this time, Superman will appear very obtrusive.

"What can I do? Who made me his clone?" Connor pouted, "Although everyone thinks I'm more like his son."

"Poor." Wen patted Connor's forearm reassuringly, then suddenly said after a pause, "Wait a minute—you are his son!"

Connor had question marks all over his face.

"I was saved by Superman before, and I asked him a few questions... He said he was married and had a child, and I was sad for several minutes."

"How many minutes?" Connor gasped, "You're really greedy for his body!"

He had already carried Wen to the living room, and simply sat on the sofa. Wen adjusted his posture and sat beside Connor.

"I only met him once, and we spent less than an hour together, and I can finish what I said in five minutes." She touched the back of Connor's neck affectionately, "That's all I have for him. Because his attitude of avoiding it is greatly reduced."

She had a special feeling in her heart, but because it was too bizarre, Wen didn't say it at all.

Wen felt... she felt that Superman's attitude wasn't exactly avoidance of her.

Superman was almost a little afraid of her.

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered to Connor, "I think Superman is a little afraid of me."

"It's normal," Connor said, "Anyone in his situation would be scared."

The friend's daughter expressed her affection directly to herself-anyone would be afraid of such a thing, and Superman's reaction was completely normal.

Connor wanted to laugh out loud at the thought of how funny that scene would be.If Wen Zheng hadn't observed his expression in bewilderment, he would have laughed out a long time ago.

But what makes Connor even more amusing is how Batman might behave.

Wen was completely confused about her "life experience", and she thought there was another reason for Connor to say this: she looks so young?No, she felt that this body was already an adult no matter what.

But Wendy's face has been like this since she was thirteen or fourteen years old... Except for her height and chest, she really hasn't changed much, so maybe maybe maybe, it's really hard to tell her age?

Thinking of this, Wen regained his psychological balance.

Even a little bit guilty, it seems that she is real. Superman is very frightened. Treating her savior like this is kind of vengeful. Wouldn't it be better to apologize to Superman when Connor introduces him to him in the future... …

...or will Superman get a second scare?

Just stop apologizing and let it go.

While Wen Connor was happily on vacation in Iceland, those "family members" in Gotham who she didn't know were feeling extremely headaches without exception.

Jason was going crazy.

He has been wandering around Gotham for half a month, he has gone to every place he has an impression of, wandering around every corner he has paid attention to in the past, but no matter how he tries, there is no memory of those lost by him signs of recovery.

Such a big sister!

A younger sister who looks so much like Bruce!

How could he forget so completely that he couldn't dig out a little bit of memory? !

Could it be that his brain is broken?Or did something go wrong when he came back to life?Amnesia is actually targeted?

Even Crime Alley has been carefully inspected by Jason several times, and the most annoying childhood experiences have been screened out by him, but Wen seems to have appeared out of nowhere, let alone memory, she was not in Gotham Leave a trace of existence.

Facts always trump theory.

If Wen did exist, it must be because he failed to search for evidence.

Or there was another possibility, but Jason decided not to think about it until the last moment—maybe it wasn't him who was wrong but Wen, maybe Wen was deceiving him.

In the Batcave, Bruce's choice was the opposite of Jason's.

The first object of his suspicion was this daughter.

"I don't believe she's real," he said.

"But we got the blood sample, and the blood sample will not lie." Tim said, "and the abnormality of the red hood is obviously related to her. It cannot be ruled out that he is disturbing our thinking by doing this, but those obstacles in the tracing process can also Explain the situation, there must be such a girl."

“The other half of her lineage comes from a ballerina who died prematurely, and died of suicide caused by depression.” Bruce said, “I have no relationship with this lady, and she has no birth records.”

"Maybe this girl is like Damian..." Tim hesitated too.

Although Bruce Wayne has a lot of money, artificially nurturing his children is still a business that pays more than the return. Only Batman has such value; Make a girl.

"The thread is broken," Bruce said. "Looks like we only have one target left to investigate."

Jason shivered.