[Comprehensive British and American] The richest man in the super British world

In the dead of night, there were bursts of strange laughter from a certain building in Gotham.This was originally a residential area. Later, because Wayne Company changed the plan and removed this line, it became vacant, and the residential buildings that were originally planned to be demolished were preserved. They were in disrepair and looked like rotting corpses It was covered with all kinds of insects like that - people in the lower city lived here temporarily, and there were often drunk homeless people downstairs lying on the side of the road, frostbitten all night, until the cleaner found the body the next day.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sky had already darkened, and the cold wind blew through the alleys of Gotham.

On the seventh floor of this building, the lights were gloomy. The orange light was supposed to be warm, but it actually had a hazy feeling of unconsciousness.A man was arguing with a woman, and they broke something, and the child whimpered.All of this is the sound from the TV. In front of the dimly lit screen is a dilapidated sofa whose original color cannot be seen clearly.A man with strange facial features sat on the sofa, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and smiled sullenly, showing his yellowed teeth.

"Little Jack likes to watch this show the most!" He said with a smile, and exaggeratedly hit himself on the head with an empty bottle, "This male host looks like a fool, he is even more out-of-line than me. If it is my wife, This sweet blonde breaks things and I'll blow her head off! Keeping the little ones from crying, I hate little ones!"

He finished talking to himself, and changed his posture lying on the sofa. The wine in the bottle was poured on the sofa, and it got wet, making it look more dirty, but the clown didn't care.

"Oh, my guest is here! Welcome!" He pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

A figure emerged from the darkness, with red hair and green eyes, Wedblake.

He didn't bother to hide his appearance at all, because it didn't matter at all, especially for what he was going to do next.

"You knew I was coming for you," Wade whispered, staring into the clown's eyes hidden behind the painted paint. "How did you know?"

"This is not a question I should answer." The clown raised his mouth and made a conspicuous complaining expression. "You came to my house, do you still need me to answer? You are really not a competent guest—"

Next, his words were suddenly cut off, turning into a stuttering sound that could not be uttered, and he was panting with difficulty.Because Wade has already appeared in front of him, at a speed that is impossible for human beings, he moved this distance almost in the blink of an eye, and suddenly approached the clown. The black mist that came from nowhere was like a giant eagle The claws tightly locked the clown's throat, and took him off the ground, so that he couldn't break free at all, so he stopped struggling at all.

"Oh, then did you expect me to do this?" Wade asked, he controlled his inner voice, Black Mist was not so easy to obey, "I need to know something from you."

The clown pointed to his throat with difficulty.The next moment, he was suddenly put down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Bringing me is the worst decision you've ever made," Wade said, sizing up the clown, who was coughing on the ground. "You won't have any more luck to break the vicious circle of escape." He said When he said this, he took a step beside the clown, and cautiously looked at this neurotic human being. The latter still maintained his typical laugh in such an environment. After a while, Wade came up with the most conspicuous answer, which is It confused him even more.

"You know who I am." He said, trying his best to hide the confusion in his heart, and put the anger in front of his eyes, "And, you are sure, I can't kill you."

"No, no, you got it wrong!—" The clown sat on the ground and laughed madly, "We've all seen you, the Riddler, the Penguin, the Scarecrow...we've all seen you. Unexpectedly, you Became the silliest one of us! Ha, it's a trick, isn't it?"

Wade started directly, grabbed the clown by the collar, and lifted him up: "You all know me, don't you?"

The clown laughed again and again, which coincided with the childish voice of the child on the TV: "'I am everywhere, where can I be found, who am I?', I have given you the answer."

The misunderstanding of the family of three on TV was resolved, and they happily sat back at the dining table.

"Oh my sweetheart," said the man's voice, "I can't believe I was talking badly about you just a moment ago."

A woman's voice: "I once promised you that death will not separate us. I love you, Weeks."

……

"Death," was the only word left in Wade's ears, and they lingered endlessly in his ears, like the sound of a bat flapping its wings, "no wonder you have all seen me."

The pictures that appeared in his memory out of thin air were all real.

Many villains in Gotham have experienced near-death more than once, but none of them really died, and they were able to return to the world to do evil. There is only one reason, that is, someone let them go-there is only one way out of the underworld, which is obvious , the three major rivers of the Styx, and the punter is Kalong, the god of crossing.Caron has betrayed him countless times, this time is the most conspicuous, and the most recent one is the one when he left the underworld.

After figuring it out, Wade approached the clown, who suddenly realized something, and he started to back away: "No, this is unreasonable, you are a new member of the Bat family, right? If you do this, it doesn't qualify." Your identity! Think carefully, just like what Megan said, Megan, the most famous master of emotional divination in Gotham, you have to believe her words!—”

"Shut up." Wade approached, "You don't need to live anymore."

Originally, he thought that the other party would know a lot, but in fact, the other party only knew a little. Human beings always think that they know a lot, but in reality, for a group of people like them who have lived for thousands of years, they can't touch it in their whole life. to a point on their edge.Now Wade can easily tell whether some people are lying or not, and those different black fogs will tell him everything... Clown, I never thought that a person like him who is always willing to play tricks on others will be played by another black hand behind the scenes .Of course, no matter how powerful the clown is, human wisdom cannot compare to his creator, Epimetheus, the son of God who created human beings from clay together with Prometheus.

Epimetheus, the husband of Pandora in Greek mythology, and it was he who stole the Pandora's box kept in Hades for a temporarily unknown purpose.Wade wants to find this man, Lucifer will be his next visitor, he must explain his purpose and everything he has learned.

He approached the clown, black mist gathered in his palms, and they smacked their lips excitedly. Wade cupped the clown's cheeks, suddenly exerted strength, and was caught off guard, the other's head turned 180 degrees, the expression of disbelief remained That face, but he was dead in an instant.This guy who made Gotham chaotic, evil, and corrupt a little crazy was like any ordinary corpse, falling on the dusty ground indiscriminately.A few days later, his body would grow maggots, become stinky and lazy, turn into a pile of white bones, and completely disappear in the world, just like the homeless man who froze to death outside this dangerous building.

"Be a good person in your next life," Wade said, without any ups and downs in his voice. "Of course, first, you have to serve the punishment of the sinner before I will consider it."

He killed the Joker, no, maybe he should say, he sent the Joker back.This guy should have been in the underworld long ago.

The Joker's death is both a signal and a warning.I believe that when this paranoid soul appeared on the bank of the Styx, that "competent" Ferry God could understand the warning Wade conveyed to him.

Wade was about to leave, but an unexpected guest slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Oh, um, it's a wonderful performance," the man who appeared out of nowhere straightened his suit and tie, "...why are you looking at me? Can you stop looking at me?"

"You appear here." Wade glanced at him, and then at the corpse at his feet, "...to snatch someone from me? Or do you want to stop me? It's too late, and the water is too late."

The king of hell gave him a super helpless look.

"You're boring, you know?" Lucifer approached the clown, it was already a little stiff, he knelt down, pinched the other's cheek, and let the corners of his mouth crack open into a laugh, "I thought you could forget for a while ,So I can--"

"You can hate me?" Wade interrupted him, "Have never met, gloomy, keep a dog, autistic?"

"... Hades, it's time for you to change your habits." Lucifer made a gesture of surrender and took a step back, "At least I was right about keeping dogs. Last time Constantine was beaten by yours." A three-headed dog bit me."

Wade was very uncomfortable with the name.

"Just call me Wade," he said, "I'm used to it."

"Sometimes I think you are really strange," Lucifer touched his chin with the ring-wearing hand, thinking for a moment, "Why do you become nervous and seem to forget a lot of things?" You suddenly came to Los Angeles, with eyes like a homeless puppy, insisting on funding me to run a bar. To be honest, I was really shocked at the time, thinking that you were going to resign from the underworld and become my shareholder gone."

Of course, the gods are connected to each other.But when Wade appeared in front of Lucifer for the first time, he immediately recognized that this was his poor colleague Hades who managed the underworld. Otherwise, how could the king of hell accept the sponsorship of a human being?It's just that he wasn't sure what this guy was going to do, so he cooperated with Wade to play his "fragile human role-playing game", and when he realized that he was on the verge of death, he was taken aback and appeared out of nowhere in Bruhaven. The cemetery, symbolically played a life deal with him.

"So, taking advantage of my lack of memory, you not only didn't help, but also took advantage of the situation to rob me," Wade said. Lucifer felt a little guilty when he saw him. He took a step back and made a gesture of slipping away, but Wade grabbed him. His collar stopped him from retreating, "Should I thank the one who is lying on the ground now, otherwise, I really can't remember."

Lucifer spread his hands: "I'm just a little sensitive, pitiful, forgive a miserable person who came out of hell."

The corners of Wade's mouth twitched, purely aroused by his exaggerated acting skills: "You shouldn't find a psychiatrist, you should find a drama teacher."

Lucifer pointed to the clown's body: "I will take his soul away and send it to hell."

Wade asked, "Why?"

"I'm short of an exhibit," Lucifer patiently explained, "everyone who passes through my hell has no piety, and it's not like your cult of personality, I'm really not convinced. Dean Winchester It’s very embarrassing, last time a seraphim Casidio took him away directly, which made me a little uncomfortable, he is obviously my favorite exhibit.”

"so?"

Lucifer smiled: "Obviously, Hades. I want to hang his soul at the gate of hell and exhibit it to those newcomers, lest I am not in hell, they are still chaotic and disorderly, and the archangel will also Don't come to me every day and send me back to hell. It's really annoying. Maybe the clown can be my 'Cerberus'."

"I like your idea," Wade said, snapping his fingers. "I'll leave it to you. Treat me well."

Lucifer shrugged: "I know you will agree."

Wade waved his hand at him, paused, and asked, "But you have to tell me, do you know the news about Pandora?"

Although Caron could no longer be trusted, he still chose to ask this question.It was because of this crossing god that he signed a contract that he could not return to the underworld for two years, and fell into the river of memory, disrupting everything... he became another person, no, maybe, he was Wedblake.But a voice told him very clearly, you are Hades.Everything about the past of the righteous police officer, the memory, belongs to a dead man.This person came from another dimension and knew a lot of things that he shouldn't know. Everything about the superheroes in the world can be traced in his memory, but he overestimated himself and died in the cold water of Gotham's pier , prematurely ended his life.

And Hades also fell into the river of memory connected by death, and they looked at each other in the blue deep water light through a mirror.

Wade stretched out his hand towards him. He could hear the person's name. The black mist around him was hard to find, which was rare for an adult. The radiance of the other person's soul made him want to get close.He liked the name, Wade, and Haddish said it again.Then a strange thing happened, he felt something drilled into his brain, he couldn't tell whether he was Wade or Hades at the moment, he had the past of two people at the same time, and maybe he had both no.

Because of the incident on the water, he chose to put the part of Hades back into the depths of his memory and hid it. He needed an opportunity to remember that he was also Hades.

But, is Wade resurrected on Hades, or Hades resurrected on Wade?

Whose memory is he?

Or, who is he?

This is like an embarrassing philosophical question through the ages, what Wade has to do is not to get himself involved.Does all this matter?Dick said...the past doesn't mean anything. The choices he made were all made after he got to know Dick, and it was these choices that brought him from one fork after another to the other side.The name doesn't matter, whether he is Hades or Wade, it doesn't matter, he is him.Wade was extremely thankful that he met Dick Grayson, and only then did Xue Ye's conversation free him from unnecessary troubles.The temperature of his fingertips was still there. He moved his fingers and could still remember the temperature of Dick holding him.

—Dick Grayson, it's good to have him.

Having this person appear out of thin air in the lives of Hades and Wade made his world no longer always filled with death.Dick is a bold capitalized symbol of vigor and vitality, like a tall and straight poplar tree, a lighthouse that illuminates the front in the dark, with the existence of this human being, no matter where the helmsman of fate wants to steer the course, whether the storm is on the way Waiting eagerly for his arrival, Wade will not worry about it.Some people are born with the power to stabilize the mind, and Dick Grayson is the light of his soul and the master of all his emotions.

He was Wedblake, Hades, whatever it was called, it was him.It's just no wonder that his huge sum of money will be subconsciously used on superheroes, because that's what Wade wants.

"A few days ago, a Greek came to me and asked me if I would like to make a mess of the world," Lucifer shrugged, "I refused. He is too reckless and seems impulsive, so he is not suitable to be a partner type, so I rejected him. But, maybe, he has some connection with Pandora?"

Apparently, Calon had tricked him again, and Lucifer knew nothing about it.There was no need for the latter to lie to him.

"That's Epimetheus," Wade said. "He's always acting reckless, but he's not. You have to watch out for him. His hatred of people is easy to remember for thousands of years."

"Then let him alone," Lucifer replied, "I..."

He still wanted to talk, but Wade immediately glanced at his watch, the pointer was about to point to eleven o'clock, so he immediately said: "I have something to do, I won't chat for now, see you next time."

Lucifer couldn't believe it: "What are you talking about??"

"A date," Wade showed a mischievous smile, "my boyfriend, my dog, and my adopted son are all waiting for me."

In the bleak night wind, Lucifer shuddered, and then ignited a trace of anger.

Why, why, obviously, obviously he came to the world first, obviously...

But Wade has realized the dream of many people one step ahead of him.

The next moment, Wade's figure had disappeared into the darkness unreasonably.

……

Dick flinched in the night wind. In order to keep his body warm, he ran in circles, and the little black dog circled around him. When Wade came out of the alley, he was almost amused when he saw this scene.Colin stood next to the two of them, trying hard to pull the dog's rope, but it was in vain. The little black dog insisted on having a round-the-clock PK with Dick, so that Colin tumbled forward run.

"You started the Olympics without me?" Wade approached, pretending to be very serious, and criticized Dick, "Is this why you helped me raise the child?"

The person named by him smiled awkwardly. He cleared his throat and stood up straight.

"It was just an accident," said Dick, a little annoyed that he wore only a thin layer to make himself look "prettier," and now he's paying for it, "I didn't do silly circles, you Everything you see is an illusion.”

Colin finally picked up the dog and settled it.Dick pulled his back collar, Colin immediately nodded in cooperation, and said seriously: "He really worked hard."

...that doesn't sound like a good word.

It's hard work, and it can screw everything up!But Dick thought he hadn't messed up.

"So, you invited us to watch the midnight show." Wade glanced at Colin, "You should go back to sleep, are you sleepy?"

Colin blinked his big eyes: "I'm not sleepy, I slept for a long time in the afternoon, and I can't fall asleep even if I go to bed now."

"Okay," Dick said, leaning over and rubbing Colin's head, "be careful if you stay up late, you won't grow taller."

"Is this based on your experience, Mr. Grayson?" Wade couldn't help laughing, "You still talk about me, I should give you a nickname, for example, Little Zhi Geng?"

Dick whined loudly.

"No," he refused, "nothing."

"You know you're kind of weird?" Wade asked. "I mean, seriously? A midnight movie?"

"I'm serious," Dick whispered, glancing at Colin, and suddenly put his hand on Colin's shoulder, causing the kid to turn around with the dog in his arms, his back to them, and then he He leaned over and quickly kissed Wade on the nose, "As soon as you leave Wayne Manor, I will miss you."

"You know you're a bit weird?" Wade didn't even notice that he was repeating something, he just covered his face, his heart beating from the sudden attack.

"But don't you just like me for that?" Dick blinked at him, but Wade didn't respond.So he came to break Wade's hand again, trying to see the other's expression.

But a sudden voice interrupted all of this. Colin took a super loud step forward, moving further away from the two, attracting the attention of Wade and Dick.

"What's wrong?" Dick asked softly, turning his head.

"I, uh, I suddenly remembered that Damian invited me to play." Colin racked his brains, "Yes, it is now."

"Are you serious?" Wade raised his face in disbelief, "No way."

"Damian is going to Titan with Joe today," said Dick. "Have you misremembered the time, Colin?"

"Oh... oh, maybe." Colin's eyes lit up, and he yawned immediately, "I'm sleepy, really. This sleepiness is so sudden, I want to go home."

Wade walked towards him immediately: "I'll see you off."

"No, no!" Colin was heartbroken. He took a step back and made a defensive blocking posture. "I'll go back by myself. I'll call the arsenal and ask him to come pick me up."

"Oh, yes," Wade remembered, Roy finally came back, these days the arsenal has been hiding in the Black Building, looking autistic, not knowing what happened to Oliver's house on Christmas, "He slept Yet?"

"Superheroes are nocturnal animals," Colin muttered, "Anyway, don't worry about me, you two go to the movies."

The little black dog struggled and jumped out of the boy's embrace, trying to get closer to Wade's leg, expressing his determination not to go back.

"..." Colin violently used his super power, and the dog was pulled back whining, "I, and, the dog, go back."

……

Now it was just Dick and Wade walking the streets late at night.Bluehaven is as beautiful as ever at night, the lights are colorful and warm, even late at night can't change this.

"It's an orthodox date."

"I killed the clown."

They said at the same time.Then, they looked at each other.

"What did you say?" Dick suspected that he was hallucinating, "You killed the clown?"

"I have some abilities, this is exactly what I want to tell you." Wade took a deep breath, "I hope after listening, you won't..." The impression of me changed.

Dick suddenly put his index finger to his mouth.

"Can you, can you stop talking about this?" He was troubled, not allowing him to continue with this sentence, "It sounds like a flag—"