[Comprehensive British and American] Eternal Sunshine

Rachel didn't know why the two clashed, she quickly pulled Lacile's sleeve, Miss Lynch and Dick were good people, she didn't want them to fight because of her.

Xi Lai, consciously slipping her tongue, pursed her lips to avoid the angry eyes of the other party, and spoke again after a while: "I'm sorry."

She just...

When she first moved to Gotham, Sealy was very afraid of Batman. She knew her abnormality, and she was always worried that one day she would be treated as a monster by Batman.But with the passage of time, Xi Lai became like every ordinary person living in Gotham, sincerely yearning for the guardian of the city, she even got a bat dart by accident on the street, until she The dead should all be tucked away under the bed in the old house in Gotham.

That's why I couldn't accept why Batman wanted to prevent her from killing the Joker.

Rachel is so similar to her when she was a child that she had the illusion that she shouldn't have, even though she has no intersection with Gotham at all, and even resists contact with that city... This is wrong.

"I just think she learns better at her age," Sealy said. "If she wants to, she can contact me anytime, and I'll say hello there. Sorry, I lost my temper just now."

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Xinghuo came over to persuade Dick, and the two of them led Rachel to the car parked outside first.Before getting in the car, Dick took a long look at Miss Lynch from a distance. If he wasn't blind just now, that Miss Lynch had a very complicated expression when she mentioned Gotham and Arkham, as if she had experienced something very bad. , but he can guarantee that he has never been in contact with this lady, and Bruce should have no intersection with him depending on his age...

When Rachel's matter is resolved, he has to go back to the Batcave and ask Xiaohong to help find the connection between Miss Lynch and Gotham. There must be some crux of it that he can't figure out.

Xilai watched the three of them leave, and when he turned around, he saw Thomas poking his head out of the door: "Is it over? Eh? Where's Xiaolei?"

"Detective Grayson, who sent her here, had to pick her up for a case. I'll tell Daisy later, why did you come out?"

"If you don't go back, the meal will be finished." Thomas tilted his head, "Daisy asked me to come out and ask when you will finish it."

"Go back now," Silera opened the door, "let's go."

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When Clark came home from overtime work, he noticed that Xilai seemed to be in a bad mood. It wasn't that he was very depressed, but that his whole body exuded a tangled atmosphere, as if some unreasonable ball of wool appeared.He was still holding the hydrangeas he bought along the way. Xi Lai didn't have any special preference for roses, but rather liked clusters of small flowers. There was also a row of onion orchids planted on the balcony. It's time to bloom.

Xi Lai heard the sound of Clark pushing open the door, and the girl sitting on the bay window holding the plush doll was a little lost.

She took a trip to Gotham, where criminals eat and sleep in mental institutions.

The children who have been deprived of their lives can only lie six feet below, leaving only the endless sorrow of the survivors.

"Siley?" Clark's shadow blocked the light of the sunset, "What's the matter?"

She looked up.

"It's okay," she heard herself say, "just a little hungry."

"Then I'll cook, can I have pasta at night? I bought mushroom bolognese."

"it is good."

Then a decision is made.

It is true that she is living well now, but there are still people who are being hurt, and those who commit crimes must be punished, otherwise what is the meaning of so-called justice.

Rachel's matter was difficult to say, but it was solved quickly with the help of many parties.In the end, Rachel chose to stay with them instead of going to the school recommended by Miss Lynch last time. Considering that her ability might be better with the help of a magician, Dick contacted Karma Taj through friends. By the way, I just sent the little girl there yesterday.

After returning from Nepal, Mr. Detective, who had not finished his vacation, chose to drive back to Wayne's house first.

He had to figure out what he couldn't figure out before.

Bruce was at some charity party when Dick got home, and the Gotham babe hadn't shown up for a while.Tim hasn't been liberated from overtime at this point in time—one said that Dick thought it was a miracle that Gotham's Women and Children's Rights Foundation didn't bother Master Wayne, and that child labor shouldn't be too easy to use.

Ah Fu seemed to have expected that he would go home a long time ago, and Dick, who always had a snack when he entered the door, was so moved that he even wanted to move back.

Although he loves cereal, who can refuse Ah Fu's feeding.

"I thought Master Dick would be willing to chat with the old man first when he comes home," Alfred said quietly, looking at Dick who entered the door and took two snacks and went straight to the Bat Cave, "The old man guarding this house alone, No one spoke all day."

"I'll come up as soon as I finish checking this!" Dick grabbed the door frame and stuck his head back. "Just a little while!"

"Ugh."

It is very simple to query the biography of an ordinary person. Birth records, primary, middle, high and high schools, nursing home records, NYPD records, and even Celeste Lynch's records of going to a dental clinic when she replaced her teeth at the age of seven are presented. on the computer.Dick sat in Bruce's seat, trying to find the difference from these ordinary materials. At least he could be sure that Miss Lynch was not an ordinary person, and he still kept those gadgets from the Avengers.

The time period that may be problematic should be... Dick turned to the last page of the treatment records of the nursing home. This Miss Lynch was directly diagnosed as recovering and discharged from the hospital a few days after being picked up by her fiance. For the treatment of mental illness There is no difference between rounding and fake, if there is a problem with this record... Dick clicked on the link of Clark Kent, a trainee reporter for the Metropolitan Planet Daily, childhood sweetheart... There seems to be no problem.

It seems that it has nothing to do with Gotham, except that Mrs. Lynch had inquired about Gotham's psychiatrist before, but she didn't choose this city in the end.

Even if there are gaps in the information related to the Avengers, it is estimated that Stark has already filled it in. Dick didn't intend to look at his mistakes. He just wanted to know that Miss Lynch and Gotham still What does it have to do with Arkham... He has only seen that look of sadness and hatred in one person.

"Afu?" Alfred heard Dick calling him from below while he was cleaning the antique snuff bottle in the hall.

"What's the matter, Master Dick?"

"Has Bruce ever had anything to do with this family?"

Dick pulls up the Lynch family portrait.

"I don't think so," Alfred thought for a moment, "but this old man looks familiar..." He quickly remembered where the familiarity came from, "Master Dick, this old Mr. Lynch is your favorite The founder of the corn cereal that I like to eat." Master Bruce failed to buy the cereal factory before, and the old man was determined not to sell it.

...Rounding up means nothing.

Dick rubbed his uncomfortable legs after sitting on the plane for a long time, and decided to ignore this matter for the time being.

Maybe he read it wrong... that's the only way to explain it.

Clark received a brand-new interview task. Although he didn't know why an intern in the sports section of him was assigned to interview Mr. Lex Luthor, a celebrity in the economics section, this did not prevent him from recalling that he and this Luthor The husband also worked as a primary school classmate for six years.

He also wrote a card by hand when he transferred to another school. At that time, he was still a little sad because he lost another classmate who could talk, although he was not a friend but not a bad relationship. The content always feels a little hypocritical.

The appointment for the interview was at [-]:[-] pm and lasted for half an hour. It was mainly aimed at Luthor's remarks on social platforms that he would participate in the next year's presidential election. News, regardless of whether the Lex Group really wants to participate in the presidential election.

"Is that Mr. Kent?" Clark waited in the reception room for less than 5 minutes, and Miss Mossy Graves, the secretary of President Lex, came over and took him up, "Boss I'm already waiting for you up there, and I'll go up to pick you up after the interview is over."

"Thank you." Clark picked up a pen and paper and followed behind Miss Secretary.

Luther's office was on the top floor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides ensured enough sunlight, which also made people feel very insecure.Clark was a little surprised that Luthor would choose such a decoration method, which didn't match the boy in his early memories.

But think about the past so many years, who can not change.

"Hi Clark!" Luther waved his hand to signal the secretary to leave first, and he greeted Clark quite enthusiastically, "Long time no see, you must be very busy recently, right?"

"Fortunately." The workload of the internship in the sports section is not too heavy. Clark doesn't quite know what Luthor's words mean, so he takes them as a polite way of saying, "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time." Luther smiled, "Work first, then talk about the past?"

There is not much to interview. After listening to Luthor finish talking about the presidential campaign, Clark was a little surprised by the change of his old classmates. You must know that Luthor used to talk very little in front of others, but now he has already started to plan for the election. acted.

"What does Mr. Luthor think of superheroes? Your competitor, Mr. Ross, has publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with superheroes such as the Avengers. Do you disagree with the other party on this point?"

This is the editor-in-chief's question, in response to last week's presidential candidate Rose's slogan on social networks that "superheroes need regulation."

"I don't think they need regulation," Luthor shrugged. "We don't need superheroes, Superman or anything, do we? Thor brought Chitauri, Superman brought General Zod...Krypton I remember? Mr. Kent."

For a split second Clark almost thought Luthor knew who he was.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_The ending... I don’t feel very satisfied