[DC+Marvel] why so serious

Arriving at school early in the morning, Jamie didn't know whether it was because he was too sensitive or because his superpowers had grown again. He just felt that the students around him were pointing and chattering, but when he approached , immediately silence.

Jamie was not interested in using his ability to eavesdrop on what they were discussing, so he walked to his seat safely, put down his schoolbag, and took out the textbook for the first class to review.

"Jack...Jackson!" Adair ran into the classroom panting.

"He...they said..."

Jamie comforted him with his own hands, "Talk slowly, don't rush."

"Hmmm! They said you were mentally ill, you were a lunatic...and...you said nasty things for a long time." Adair said unworthily for Jamie.

Jamie's eyes darkened, he slowly put down his hands, and said slowly: "They are right, I have a mental illness."

"Dr. Skinner said that I have a split personality, extreme subconsciousness, and a tendency to hurt others." He continued to study as if he didn't care, but actually watched Adair's every move from the corner of his eyes.

Adair was surprised at first, with a little fear on his face.

Jamie's heart sank, and when he indifferently returned his focus to the textbook, a small bony hand gently took his.

"Jackson, we are best friends, aren't we?" There was a sincere look on his unhealthy, pale face.

"Aren't you afraid?" Jamie blinked.

Adair had a dog-legged smile on his face, "My dearest Jackson, you wouldn't hurt me, would you?"

Joy poured into Jamie's heart, and his heart seemed to be rippling in spring water.

He squeezed Adair's hand tightly and nodded emphatically.

"Ah!" Adair groaned in pain.

Jamie asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Even though he was sweating profusely from the pain, Adair still managed to hold up his smile, "Jackson, let go first."

Jamie complied blankly.

Adair carefully pushed away his hand that was held tightly by Jamie just now, resisting the pain, and gently blew on his hand.

"Jackson, you lied to me! Just now you said you wouldn't hurt me!" Adair forced a smile on his face and complained deliberately.He was so numb from the pain that he dared not move his broken hand.

"I'm sorry, Adair, I'm sorry." For the first time in his life, Jamie felt flustered and full of guilt.

He actually forgot that Adair was a patient with brittle bones, and his hard grip just now would break his hand bones.

"Master Christine, the president ordered me to pick you up." Black agent Martin suddenly appeared in the classroom.

"No!" Jamie refused without thinking.

He said to Adair, "Adair, I'll take you to the infirmary and call the hospital. You need a doctor."

Beads of sweat flowed down from Adair's head, his face became paler, sweat dripped from his palms, and he kept shaking.

"Master Christine, the President ordered me to take you back immediately!" Martin deliberately emphasized the words "order" and "immediately".

Jamie pulled off Martin's collar impatiently, and Martin accidentally had to bend down, facing Jamie's face.

I saw Jamie's pure blue eyes, as if a violent storm was brewing in the violent sea at this moment, trying to tear apart all his enemies, something slipped out of his sleeve quietly.

"Jackson!" Adair said weakly, "I'm fine, I can go to the infirmary by myself, you go home first!"

Facing Adair's firm eyes, Jamie finally compromised.

He silently put the things in his sleeves back in place, "I see, you have to be careful."

"Well! Jackson, let's go to the Washington Monument to see the scenery on Christmas Eve, okay?" Adair predicted that Jamie might not continue to go to school until the storm subsided, and it would be Christmas Eve by then.If you can't see Jamie during this time, you should invite him first.

"Okay!" Jamie accepted the invitation with raised lips.

"Then, see you there!" Adair waved her uninjured hand heavily, smiling happily despite the pain.

"See you or leave!"

Sitting in the car, Jamie watched Adair getting smaller and smaller and gradually turning into a black spot, never thinking that this was the last time they would meet.

"Why on earth does the whole school know about it!?" Audrey said in a fit of temper.

"The only people who know about this matter are you, me, Jonathan (assistant) and..." Franklin calmly pointed out the various insiders. Naturally, Audrey and himself would not spread the news of Jamie's mental illness. As the president, Jonathan The assistant is very clean about what to say and what not to say, and has always been tight-lipped.

Then, there is only one person who will leak it, "Dr. Skinner." Franklin called out meaningfully.

"No! Your Excellency the President! It's not me!" Dr. Skinner was taken away by a group of big men as soon as he arrived at his clinic today.It wasn't until he came to the White House and heard the conversation between Audrey and Franklin with his own ears that he suddenly realized and cried out for grievances.

Dr. Skinner hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, President! I assure you with my integrity as a psychiatrist! I have never mentioned a word about Mr. Wilson Jr.'s illness to outsiders!!"

"So, you want to say that we wronged you?" Audrey pinched his chin fiercely and said.You must know that the news that the sons of the president and the secretary of state suffer from mental illness due to long-term loneliness, it is hard to say that it will affect their reputation, and even the national approval rate will drop greatly every minute.

"I, I really didn't..." Dr. Skinner said discouragedly, suddenly he seemed to remember something, raised his head and shouted: "I remember! It was Vice President Johnson! Vice President Johnson must have passed it on!! "

Franklin and Audrey looked at each other unexpectedly.

"Tell me clearly, what exactly is the matter?" Franklin straightened his back and asked dignifiedly that his right-hand man was involved.

Dr. Skinner faltered and said: "On the day I confirmed that Mr. Wilson Jr. had schizophrenia, I ran into Vice President Johnson as soon as I stepped out of the White House. We chatted for a while. Because I knew he It is the person you trust the most, Mr. President, and I may have inadvertently revealed Mr. Wilson Jr.’s illness to let him know.”

Johnson.

Franklin and Audrey pondered.

He did and did have a motive for committing the crime, and Franklin's term in office is about to pass.The presidential election is imminent, and Franklin intends to continue to fight for re-election, but if Johnson can't wait and wants to take office early, then use Franklin's trust in him, spread rumors, and a series of secret propaganda will make Franklin's popularity drop If the popular support rate drops, then he has a chance.

They thought of this level in unison, and looked at each other nervously, not even caring about Jamie who was sent back by Martin with a tense little face.

"Christine, Mom and Dad have important things to do, you won't be able to go to school during this time, so stay at home and rest for a while!" Audrey said lovingly, and then the two rushed to Jamie's forehead Kissed goodbye and left.

Jamie's heart twitched unnaturally, and he lowered his eyes.How familiar this scene is!Every time I made an appointment with him in the past, but before leaving, there were always unfinished meetings and important guests, so I could only rush to work after kissing his forehead in apology.

The inner demon was growing in his young heart again, waiting for the day when he would escape from the predicament.

Jamie rested for a full two weeks.

Trapped in the White House for the past two weeks, there are several infrared cameras recording, and no big moves can be made, but Jamie is not lonely, because the clown personally took part in the battle, practiced it himself, and used many "teaching tools" to guide Jay. rice growth.

Among them, Jamie benefited a lot from one of the "teaching tools" ─ ─ Harvey Dent (HarveyDent).

The once bright knight of Gotham City has now degenerated into a double-faced criminal.

"You know... I don't want any trouble between us, Harvey."

"I was sitting in Gordon's cell when you and... Rachel were kidnapped. I didn't install those explosives." Putting Harvey's disfigurement and girlfriend's tragic death away from himself.

"Do I look like someone with a plan?"

"Do you know what I am? I'm like a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do if I caught... (I'm just a dog chasing cars, I don't know what I'm going to do when I catch them...)" But once you catch up... then Something to do.

"You know, I just do?things."

"So when I said...come on..." the clown took the initiative to squeeze Harvey's hand, "the matter between you and your girlfriend is not out of personal enmity, you know I'm telling the truth."

"It's people with a plan that caused you to do this," he said, undoing the straps that bound Harvey on the bed.

From the perspective of the clown, Jamie could already see that Harvey was beginning to waver, and the clown took the last strong medicine.He took out a pistol from his arms, put the handle of the gun in Harvey's hand, and pointed the gun at himself, "Create a little commotion, disrupt the original order, and then everything becomes chaotic, and I It's a sign of chaos."

He said calmly, "Do you know the benefits of chaos? It can bring fairness." The clown is a person who believes that chaos is fairness, and creating chaos is actually pursuing true equality.While instilling ideas into Jamie, he also used this sophistry theory to successfully persuade Harvey Dent to transfer his hatred, release the evil in his heart, become a double-faced man, and embark on a road of no return.

"Little Jamie, do you understand?" Looking at his good son in the dream, the clown grinned and asked "lovingly" while hugging him.

"Daddy, Iamangry." Jamie scowled.

The clown was puzzled, "Huh? Why?" He had seen little Jamie looking at him adoringly just now.

"If Harvey Dent had pulled the trigger just now, you would have died!" Jamie said sullenly, burying his face in the clown's arms, hugging him tightly.

The clown pushed Jamie out of his arms and stared at him with different eyes, "My son, I only believe that the reasons that didn't kill you will make you more...weird."

"You will understand!"

Jamie is always a little scared of the serious clown, "Yes, daddy."

"Goodboy." The clown smiled approvingly.

Jamie suddenly felt a suffocation in his heart, accompanied by dull pain.

Like a fish deprived of oxygen, he opened his mouth and couldn't stop taking in big breaths.

"?" The clown looked at him suspiciously, "What happened?"

It took a while for Jamie to stop slowly.

He stroked his heart and murmured, "Daddy, I feel like I'm about to lose something."

"?" The clown successfully lured the Knight of Light in Gotham City to fall. He was very happy and said comfortingly, "Maybe it's because you're too exciting today. Go to sleep, Jackson."

Jamie closed his eyes obediently, his figure gradually disappeared, and he exited the dream.

In the early morning of Christmas Eve, heavy snow fell one after another, and each snowflake danced in various postures in the air, or flew, or hovered, or fell straight and fast, and fell on the ground.

The sudden vibration of the phone next to the bed was enough to wake up Jamie, who had been restless tonight.

"Jackson, I am tired. (I'm so tired.)"

"Jackson, I am pleased to be friends with you. (I am very happy to be friends with you.)"

There were two lonely messages on the phone.

The uneasiness that had been hanging over Jamie grew heavier.

The author has something to say: Dear friends~ New Year is coming soon~ I wish you all the best and success in the new year!! Momo this article is getting better and better!!!

Silently hopes that little Jamie can use his mind to blow up the whole world like a clown, and does not rely on superpowers, but his IQ is not enough, so I hope he can write it.

Now little Jamie's ability is still hidden, there will be a big event soon~~Let Jamie release his ability~