[Comprehensive British and American] Flying around the sun

Audrey closed the photo album, turned it over again, and started browsing from the first page.The photo album is very old, the cover is made of hard cardboard, and the title page is written in crooked characters: "Xiaoli's growth experience".

In the photo album are all kinds of photos of her from childhood to adulthood.

Reaching out to the camera when I was a baby, my mother still had very modern curly hair at that time; riding a children’s bicycle on my lawn, with my puppy chasing after me; the photos gradually changed from amusement parks, beaches, hot air balloons to schools and parties And the prom, and later, a photo of her and her parents in bachelor's, master's and doctoral gowns.

Audrey looked through all these almost greedily.That was the strange yet familiar past in her memory. Her parents gave her healthy and warm love, so Audrey herself became that kind of person...

During the 16 dark years in the laboratory, Audrey had imagined countless times what her family members who had long been forgotten by her would look like.

In that world, her childhood memories are always broken pictures that cannot be connected. She remembers a pair of gentle hands, the shimmering light from the curtains on a snowy night, and someone who sang sleeping songs over and over again in her ears. .

The memory of where he came from always came to an abrupt end in a frightening rainstorm.The final sequence is often a blinding light illuminating a room, ending with a loud explosion.

Then there are the laboratories, endless white walls, tiled floors, and glass rooms that never see sunlight.

There was a red-haired girl who always came to her room during the break, taught her to read and write, bandaged her wounds, and gave her some candies.

She said, "You can call me Pate, or Dr. Lawrence."

For the first year or two, Pete was the only person in the lab who would chat with her.

Young Audrey always asked her where was her family?Where did I come from?And Pate always replied gently and unquestionably: You have no family.I am your family, Lily.

But that's not right.She felt like she had family—she had the best love in the world.

But Pate's repetition over and over made her finally start to think, whether those memories were just her fantasies to comfort herself in loneliness?

In that universe, she couldn't get the answer until the end.But she soon felt less alone... because Carl was transferred to this laboratory.The military hopes to discover a "possible connection" between their superpowers, and they're willing to turn them against each other for this.

But Carl never attacked her, even if it would be punished.Pat looked at them occasionally with pity, and called them to the center of the same observation room.There they spent seemingly endless hours together, growing from two young children to bewildered youths.

Carl rescued her from a long period of loneliness, but she was still a homeless person.

But now she knows... the reality is better than the best she imagined.

Audrey decided to go see her parents after all these troubles were resolved.She put the photo album in the bedside table and turned off the night light.

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Pete Lawrence pressed the light switch of the reception room and walked in with a cold expression.The man inside who was sitting in the dark thinking raised his head and smiled at her kindly: "Dr. Lawrence, I've heard of you for a long time."

Lawrence raised his eyebrows, and replied with a hypocritically polite attitude: "Mr. Lex Luthor—what can make the famous president of the Lex Group, and let you come to this poor police station?"

Lex Luthor stretched his legs relaxed on the sofa, his hairless head gleaming brightly in the light.

He looked at Lawrence with great interest, and said, "My secretary informed me this morning that Dr. Pat Lawrence, who rejected my cooperation invitation without hesitation, was sent to the police station by his own experimental product! I'm sorry This is really a pity, and I can't help but want to come and clear her innocence—”

"You came to see my joke, Luther?" Lawrence smiled. "You took time out of your busy schedule to see me, just to humiliate a scientist who rejected your boring plan?"

Luther laughed and leaned forward: "Dear Dr. Lawrence, I'm not so bored! Although watching your jokes is indeed one of the few pleasures I have recently... Well, well, stop being so Look at me, Lawrence!"

He sighed softly, but his body movements did not match his language, and he exaggeratedly stretched his arms like an emperor: "Although you have offended me, I have forgiven you so leniently. I am here to bail you out, Dr Lawrence."

Lawrence obviously didn't buy it, her voice was as cold as the hiss of a reptile: "What do you want? You know I don't need you at all—"

Luther let out a soothing sound of "shh" in a way that could easily irritate others, and pressed his hands down in the air, as if trying to coax a disobedient child: "Don't do this, Pat, wait for your team It will take at least two or three days for the lawyer to release you on bail? We all know that time is very important.”

"What are you referring to? If you continue to be vague like this, I will quickly lose my patience." Lawrence still stood motionless by the door, with half of his face hidden in the shadows.

"This is not a good place to talk, Pat. You should trust me more. You know, your father, Colonel Lawrence, is known for being a good person. I admire him a lot..." Luthor spread his hands, relaxed explain.

But it seems that he chose the wrong words this time.Not knowing which tendon was touched, Lawrence finally stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of Luther.

She looked down at him condescendingly, her deep blue eyes showed a machine-like indifference: "Alexander Joseph Luthor, I'm glad you still remember my father, after all he has been dead for so long... …now, go away."

Obviously Luthor's tolerance was not enough for him to forgive Lawrence's second offense.He looked back at Lawrence without saying a word, stood up slowly, and slowly brushed off the non-existent dust on his body.

Then he went to the door, turned the handle, and said softly over his shoulder, "I hope you enjoy your life in prison, Dr. Lawrence."

Lawrence stood where he was, staring at the blank wall.Needle-like pain radiated from her temples to her entire eye sockets and head. Her reason and emotions were tumbling and entangled with each other, making her fingers tremble slightly.

But in the end, she neither screamed nor smashed anything, but a broken voice escaped from her throat, like the whisper of a devil: "Audrey Lewis..."

How dare you ruin everything about me?

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The next morning, Lawrence met his lawyer and several core team members in the reception room of the police station.She sat on the sofa that Luther sat on last night, crossed her legs, looked at the reserved people, and said calmly: "Tell me... No, wait first. Why didn't Mark come? What about Ormas?"

The leader, a tall researcher named Gablehouse, became even more cautious when he heard the words: "Mark accidentally broke his leg when he was evacuating the laboratory, and he is now in the hospital. Ormas came with us, but the police station The rules said only five people could come in at a time, so she stayed outside."

Lawrence nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and said lightly, "'Evacuate'? It's about as far as the stalking mouse... Let Mark not come in front of me in the future. You guys, tell me about the situation—say it will be useful."

Gablehouse quickly reported: "When we escaped, we all brought the core data of the projects we were working on recently. The current project to study the ability of A063 has a complete structure and almost complete data. The data of other experimental products have partial or large amounts. Lost and hard to reproduce."

Lawrence sneered, but said nothing.

Another researcher picked up: "Last night, we tried to sneak into the ruins of the laboratory to study the burning conditions and find residual information, but the fire site is currently under martial law. We encountered Superman during the negotiation process. He is investigating the fire site."

"Superman?" Lawrence, who slanted his cheeks, lowered his hand, "What does this matter have to do with him?"

"I'm sorry, Doctor. Superman may intend to intervene in this incident. We must consider the possible impact of the Justice League's political intervention on the judicial process."

"The Justice League will not get involved in politics!" Lawrence snapped, "The direction is wrong, think again."

"Two newly joined investors announced that they would withdraw their funds after hearing about this incident, doctor. They had already withdrawn all the US dollars that had been injected into the laboratory yesterday afternoon."

"Don't worry about that, I'll make it up myself." Lawrence put his hand on his cheek again, and said coldly, "Is there any more?"

"Mr. Congressman is tactfully expressing his hope that you will not go to prison. He does not think his funding can be wasted."

Lawrence showed a grim smile, which made those who saw him shudder: "Tell that idiot, it doesn't matter if he wants to assassinate the witness or bribe me, if he dares to attack Audrey Lewis, I promise he won't live Thanksgiving. Exact words.”

"Okay, doctor."

"It's your turn, lawyer."

"Yes, Dr. Lawrence. Your guarantor is Gable House. There is no procedural problem with this. We have also prepared sufficient funds for the deposit."

"so what?"

"If we used some special methods, we could have bailed you out today. But I don't know why, the Metropolitan Police Department has to strictly follow the procedure. This process will take 2 to 3 days."

Another two or three days.What exactly will happen these days?What was Luther trying to imply?A cloud of gloom flitted across Lawrence's heart, but her natural arrogance quickly subsided the mood.

Pat Lawrence is a genius.She can easily stand on top of humans, the world is just a game, and the rules are just a game obstacle.She doesn't care.Nothing can beat her.

Laurence wanted to know how she could capture her escaped prey and repurpose it to restore her honor.

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Audrey is moving things.

She found the off-road vehicle she didn't often drive in the garage, drove to the apartment building, and was filling the suitcase.

A hand stretched out from the slanted spine: "Is it heavy? Let me help you—uh."

Before he finished speaking, Audrey gently lifted the suitcase with her slender and well-proportioned arms like picking up a flower, and stuffed the suitcase in smoothly.

Hearing these words, she raised her head and met the owner of the voice - a black-haired, slender and strong young man.

He withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and said with a smile, "Looks like you don't need help, right? You have great strength, I mean, it's not very common for a beautiful lady."

Audrey also laughed. She closed the trunk and replied kindly: "Thank you, I have been exercising recently. Are you a nearby resident?"

Not knowing what came to mind, he laughed and said, "I'm a tourist, just passing by. My name is Tim Drake."

Audrey obviously didn't know that Tim was one of the adopted sons of President Wayne, and she didn't even know that the other identity behind this young president was called Red Robin.

So she just nodded and replied with a smile: "I'm Audrey Lewis. Have a nice trip."

They said their goodbyes, and Audrey started the car and drove towards the metropolis.And Tim turned and walked deep into the street, whispering something to the collar.

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The author has something to say:

Unexpectedly, the third young master suddenly appeared on the stage!

I didn't expect either...

Audrey and Lawrence grew up in very different environments, and they were destined not to understand each other.No need.

Osamu