[Comprehensive English and American] This is not a serious day-to-day

John Constantine, British, bisexual, private eye, member of the Justice League Dark, proficient in all kinds of magic, and—

"He's a punk," said Red Hood.

... Rania didn't quite understand why he said that word in particular.When Constantine was circling the main house, she asked in a low voice, and the answer she got was that "punk" was used to summarize Constantine's character.

"Ha, isn't this Robert's handwriting? He was cheated of two jars of soul by me last time."

After circling the main house twice, Constantine lit a cigarette, showed a relaxed expression, and turned his head to ask, "Should we start now? It's not a big deal, it's just a small curse, start quickly!" Call it a day."

"Why did they turn into cats?" Rania asked.

"Because the devil likes it, the magic world usually believes that cats and devils have some connection," Constantine said, "but it's the first time I've seen it turn into an orange cat."

Raniya suddenly remembered: "Is it true that after the curse is broken, all people who turn into cats will turn back?"

Constantine blew out a smoke ring: "Yes."

The Avengers stated that they managed to solve Iron Man's curse on their own, so Rania didn't say much when they took Iron Man away.She gestured to them: "Wait for me!"

She ran back to the kitchen, carried each cat to a different room, found their clothes by the way, and took them there.

She searched for Peter's clothes in the living room for a long time before finding them, and after checking everything from T-shirts to underwear, she sent them to the room.

Of the nine cats in front of me, five are her family members, one is Superman, and the other is looking at the red uniform scattered at the gate of the manor... Although she doesn't know who it is, Rania guesses it is a person, and she naturally complains for a long time to the end Who doesn't look at the sign and climbs over the wall to come in.

Finally, there is the beautiful female cat. Raniya guessed that she was attracted by a house full of high-quality big tomcats. At first, she wanted to vomit blood. It was completely different. This new lady got along well with the other cats, and there was no sign of heat at all. Raniya observed it for a while, and then she was relieved.

But just to be on the safe side, Rania decided to put her in her room.

After all the humans who unfortunately turned into cats were allocated into the room, Rania stood at the kitchen door, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her spirit, which had been tense for a day, finally relaxed, and suddenly felt as if all the bones in her body had disappeared, limp and lifted. Without any effort, sleepiness surged up, and she gently covered her eyes.

Clean the kitchen again... Rania thought drowsily.

She didn't have time to finish thinking, her knees gradually softened, she slipped slowly along the door frame and fell to the ground, fell to the kitchen door, and fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after she closed her eyes, there was a clear sound of glass shattering above the mansion, as if some kind of glass covering the mansion suddenly shattered.

The hazy tulle covering his eyes finally dissipated, and his chaotic mind gradually recovered under the curse. Bruce opened his eyes, and the remaining confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, revealing a clear and cold ice blue background.

This is his room. It doesn't look abnormal. The room is as quiet as ever. The numbers on the magnetic fluid clock change silently.

He doesn't have any memory from early morning until now, and doesn't know why he's in his room...and naked.

Bruce: "..."

Either he didn't get up at all or he was stripped naked.

outside the manor.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Jason took a look, turned and left.

"Wait, can you give me a ride?" Constantine saw that he was about to leave, and quickly snatched the back seat of the car, "You don't want to go back and take a look——Okay, okay, I'll go down."

Jason withdrew the gun against Constantine's forehead and stepped onto the motorcycle: "No, no one wants to see me at this time. And you can't leave. Do you want to explain yourself or wait for the information to be dug out of your mouth? "

With Batman's character, Rania's explanation alone cannot satisfy him. This time the trick was beyond his expectations. It is impossible not to obtain enough information to prepare for the next encounter. The cursed person is Constantine, he will talk to Constantine no matter what, there is no point in running away now.

Constantine was just lucky: "Well, I knew that nothing good would happen if I had anything to do with you."

He glanced at Jason: "By the way, who are you going to ask to exorcise you?"

Jason: "Can't you see that this is parasitic?"

"But it's not impossible to solve..." Constantine suddenly thought of something, and changed the topic, "Forget it, this is not my specialty, bats are better at it."

——For example, using drugs to stop the host's heart, artificially creating death, dispelling the black mist, and then using tremors to revive him.

It's not the first time that Batman hit the magic face with unreasonable "science". As long as the red head talks to Batman, it's not difficult to expel this parasite.

Many evil creatures exist in the form of mist. Constantine didn't recognize what the black mist on the red hood was, but the aura of hell was very distinct. In their eyes, it was almost equivalent to a searchlight in the dark. It can be identified, presumably he was taken by some devil.

Hearing this, Jason paused, and said for a while, "...no need."

in the manor.

Peter was clutching at his panties in a daze.

Fuck.The little spider was stunned.

who am i where am i doing ? ?

Didn't he come to help the little friend?Why is he stripped naked now?what happened? ? ?

He jumped up and felt a pain in his shoulder and back as soon as he moved.

"hiss--"

Peter took a breath and turned his head to look.

……

Why did he have so many suspicious scratches on his body? ? ?

Little Spider was shivering with his underwear on, his eyes were in a trance, and his heart was broken. He always felt that he seemed to have lost something very important in the past day.

Why did he find himself alone when he opened his eyes.Standing here naked - oh, not alone.

Peter looked down at the two dogs staring at him intently. He opened his mouth and finally closed his eyes. He sighed while resting his forehead, and began to dress resignedly, trying not to wonder if Rania had stripped him naked. Such a frightening thing...

At this moment, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the next door.

Little Spider:?

He got dressed in twos and twos, pushed open the door and carefully looked into the corridor, only to see the door of the next room was suddenly knocked open, and a boy two or three years younger than him rushed out, with anger written all over his hair, suddenly Sensing that someone was watching him, he turned his head and gave Peter a sharp look, his gaze was as cold as a tempered blade.

Peter: "..."

Damian: "..."

The four eyes met, the little boy swallowed his saliva, his eyes slowly moved down, and fell on the scratch on the boy's neck, and the boy also frowned and looked at a scratch on the bridge of the boy's nose.

This person hit him while he was unconscious... Damian's expression cooled down a little bit.

…Peter just wants to go home now.

By the time a group of confused people met in the living room, Damian had already been chasing Peter up and down the main house with a black face and a knife for a long time.

Spider-Man is extremely agile, and he can fly over walls without relying on the bonus of his battle suit. Coupled with the reminder of the spider sensor, he is actually on par with Damian, who was raised as the heir of the League of Assassins. After chasing and fighting, all but I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't suffer much.

However, this is only on the surface. In fact, Spider-Man himself is in a state of fugue. Dodging depends on the spider's sense, and the dog does not lose blood...

"Are you trying to stop me, Grayson?" Damian asked with a stinky face, being restrained by Dick.

He'd always called people by their last names, with his disdain out of the way, but he'd started calling Dick "Richard" a long time ago.

Dick wanted to sigh: "Tell me you did it after you knew what happened. He is Rania's friend, no matter what you misunderstood, put the knife away now."

Damian raised his eyebrows: "Such a good friend?"

Over there, Peter came back to his senses and realized that these two people are Rania's family members, and theoretically they should all become cats——

Soon the whole process of this accident was pieced together by the sofa in the living room. Through Peter and Superman's narration, plus the addition of Constantine who was captured by Bruce, everyone learned that in the past day, They all turned into cats without human minds.

Everyone: "..."

An awkward silence stole everyone's tongues.

- The surveillance is in the Batcave.

The bat cubs began to quietly think about how to destroy those surveillance cameras before Batman.

...During their conversation, Alfred walked back and forth in the living room expressionlessly, cleaning up the cat feces, cat pee and cat fur all over the floor, with a terrifying expression more like a devil than the gluttony that day.

The members of the Wayne family pretended not to see their formidable butler, trying to hide from his eyes and avoid being the target of the old butler's wrath.

They have no doubt that if Gluttony appeared in front of them now, they would be able to see the scene of Alfred continuing to tear the devil with his hands blankly...

In the silence, Batman turned to Superman and Wonder Woman and asked calmly, "Do you want to know?"

——Do you want to watch the surveillance?

Superman, who was a little curious at first, shuddered, put down his teacup and said seriously: "No, thank you... my friend."

He picked up Peter who was on pins and needles, turned his head and said goodbye to the others: "I'll take this child home first."

"I think I can wait until next time." Diana said slowly, stood up and left slowly.

For a while, apart from Batman, only Barry, who was eating cookies and had no time to be distracted, and Constantine, who was reluctant, were left beside the sofa.

Feeling the surrounding quiet down, Barry raised his head, slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, and blinked.

"Uh, am I the only one left?" He said inexplicably, "Actually, I really want to find out—"

Dick patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and unquestionably led him to the door: "No, Barry, you don't want to."

Barry: "...Huh."

……

Tim and Damian returned to the Batcave, intending to see what they had done during their transformation into cats. For a while, only Bruce and Constantine were left in the room.

After a moment of silence, Konstantin turned his face away: "I've said everything I know, can you let me go now? Of course, if you want to entertain me for dinner, I won't mind."

Bruce didn't speak.

"You know why I let you stay," he said after a while.

"Hold—sorry, I think I might be a bit allergic to cat fur," he said before Constantine sneezed immediately, "Uh—why don't I know what I know?"

His resistance is almost written on his face. Although Constantine has always been uncooperative, he is usually very cooperative when facing Batman-because he knows that he can run under others, but if he carries Batman on his back Run away, and sooner or later Batman will break his leg—a case of incoordination like this one hardly ever happens.

Batman doesn't respond to his evasion.

"You checked Rania just now," he said. "You've always been a genius, but if you hadn't discovered something, you wouldn't have taken the initiative to check her."

They stalemate for a moment, and Constantine lowers his head and lights a cigarette.

He let out a breath: "well, have you considered giving up on her?"

Bruce stared at him coldly.

The air in the room seemed to condense into frost in an instant.

"She's my daughter," he said.

The frost melted in the sparks of the cigarette butt, and Constantine curled his lips indifferently with a cigarette in his mouth: "You said that, but you don't actually believe her, or you don't want to accept her that much."

"...I researched, and I didn't have a relationship with any women in the year before she was born," Bruce said. "I guess she was my clone life."

This is also the difference between him and Clark.Superman was able to accept the existence of his own clone. Although he was at a loss, he tried his best to take care of Connor. He never thought that he would have a clone before, let alone whether he should treat her as his own child.

"No, your investigation is in the wrong direction, Bat." Constantine shook his head, "She is not a clone, not that, think about something else, you must remember—"

He paused, and asked cautiously: "Have you ever entered a dimension that is dark, frenzied, and full of thick and chaotic black mist?"

"..."

he remembers.Bruce thought.

16 years ago, he did not have a relationship with any woman, but at that time, he had already encountered evil creatures. After a battle in the hall of a certain cult, he was seriously injured and destroyed the evil creatures. But he was also exhausted and fell into the black pool where the believers performed living sacrifices.

When he opened his eyes, he had already appeared in a strange space filled with black mist.

"Where is there?" he asked.

"So you really went in?" Constantine raised his eyebrows. "And you came out alive, intact, without losing any of your sanity. You're lucky, man."

He lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought, Bruce didn't bother him, just quietly waiting for the vaguely formed answer to finally come to light.

The cigarette held between his fingers burned to the end, and the remaining sparks made Constantine's fingers twitch, and he finally recovered from his fugue.

He stubbed out his cigarette: "No one knows where it is, because there is no matter that can reach it. Others who know there call it 'Outland', and I am more used to calling it 'Sea of ​​​​Null Fog', which does not exist in this universe and this dimension. In the middle, it is not bound by time and space, it can neither be perceived nor observed."

Bruce frowned: "I only stayed there for a while, and I didn't encounter anything."

There was nothing in that dimension full of black mist, he felt that life was passing by, but he couldn't find the exit to leave, so he could only wander blindly in the darkness...Even he himself didn't remember how he left .

"But you must have left something behind," Constantine said.

"……Blood."

He was seriously injured before entering that dimension, and he was still bleeding profusely during the wandering process, and he was still young at that time, not as decisive as he is now, and after the battle, he couldn't find any medicine on his body that could stop the bleeding.

"Of course, blood, I know." Constantine sighed.

"John Constantine, don't play charades."

"...Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to make sure you don't let the third pair of ears hear it. This shouldn't be a secret that mortals can know."

Constantine organized the language: "The sea of ​​emptiness and fog is a dimension without any matter. No matter can survive there, and naturally life is included. But about 20 years ago, those guys in hell felt the emptiness of the sea of ​​emptiness. The core is gestating...something, they don't know what it is, and they don't know what will happen when he is born. Satan once tried to go deep into the sea of ​​fog, but in the end he also failed. No existence can go deep into the sea of ​​fog core, to devour or destroy the embryo that is being conceived."

"All the beings who know about this are waiting for an ending, doomsday or something else, until 16 years ago, they all sensed that the gestation was coming to an end—"

"Then everything suddenly disappeared. Nothing happened, neither destruction nor rebirth. The sea of ​​emptiness and fog returned to its previous state. Both heaven and hell are guessing whether the embryo left the sea of ​​fog, and where it is now."

"... Raniya is that embryo?"

"No, she's not." Constantine denied it. "On the contrary, when I saw her, I realized that no matter what was conceiving at the core of the sea of ​​emptiness, because of you, this conceiving failed. Save the world again ,right?"

He said: "The sea of ​​emptiness and mist will annihilate any matter, because what it wants to breed is the purest and ignorant evil, and pure means that there must be no impurities, even if it is evil, any matter will... contaminate it."

"So biologically, she is indeed your daughter, as long as you think it's okay." He lowered his head and lit his second cigarette, not looking at Batman's expression.

The truth is simpler than imagined, there are not so many conspiracies, just a somewhat complicated accident.

Should he feel relieved?Bruce thought.

He strayed into the core of the sea of ​​emptiness and mist, and left blood in the gestating womb of chaos. His genes polluted the unformed embryos, so Rania only had his genes, because she had no mother in the first place.

She was just a wrong accident, Wuhai of Void was not her mother, he caused her birth, he created her, gave her life, and in the world, Lanius is only related to him.

"Before you came," he said, "Gluttony showed up in front of me and told me he wanted her."

He asked: "They should desire that embryo. If she is purely human, why does she attract the devil?"

Constantine denied his statement: "No, what they want is her. Do you know the recipe of the devil? They use negative emotions as their energy source. The more foul-smelling and ugly the soul, the more they will love it. Michelin three-star delicacy, they crave it like addicts crave drugs."

He made a gesture: "For the core of the sea of ​​emptiness, your genes are equivalent to toxins, it cannot continue to breed, but if you want to restore your health, you must expel the source of pollution—"

"Deformation of deformity, uncleanness of uncleanness, condensed residue of filth and malice, unborn child of sin, this is the true face of that little girl, and any devil with any taste would desire to devour her," he said , "So I suggest that if you don't want to be visited by hell every now and then, you'd better give up on her and send her to some space where the devil can't find her. I don't want to help you deal with this kind of problem anymore."

Having said that, he lowered his voice with some doubts: "Wait, it's a bit strange...why is she still alive?"

"Strange definition."

Constantine didn't care about his tone: "She only has your genes, but she is not a male, so her gene sequence can only be incomplete. In other words, she has suffered from all the diseases caused by genetic defects since birth. In addition, the remaining breath of the sea of ​​emptiness will cause serious damage to the soul... Every day she lives is probably more painful than me, a lung cancer patient." He frowned, "She can't live to such an old age at all. That's right."

"...What will happen to the damage of the soul?"

"Oh, there are many possibilities. After all, the soul is a bitch. She is very delicate and hypocritical. There will be problems wherever she encounters it. For example, she can't see things that are full of life, see things that shouldn't be seen, or easily faint. I think you should pay more attention to her. Her body...it's really interesting, she's actually much healthier than I thought."

Bruce didn't answer.

He remembered what Dick had mentioned, that the little girl had a strange vision defect, the categories of visible and invisible were complex and fuzzy, and no regularity could be found. It didn't look like some kind of disease at all, but more like some kind of curse.

The truth was crueler than he thought.

After answering his questions, Constantine didn't stay, and quickly disappeared into the night.

They found Rania at the entrance of the kitchen. The little girl fell on the ground and fell into a drowsy sleep. Her body was covered with cat hair, her face was still covered with minced meat, and her hair was messed up. Beautiful appearance.

At that time, he didn't know why Rania made himself so embarrassed, but he just asked Tim to carry her back to the room to rest, and turned around to exchange information with Clark and Diana who appeared here inexplicably.

Bruce thought as he gently opened the door.

The carpet swallowed the sound of the door opening, and the light that leaked through the crack of the door slowly expanded, reflecting his elongated shadow on the carpet. girl.

He walked to the bed, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, silently staring at Rania's small face half buried by the quilt.

The physical examination report showed that Rania was in good health, but according to Bruce's observation, her physique was very weak, and her physical strength was worse than that of her peers. Her bones and muscles were not strong enough, and her skin was thinner, so it was easy to leave marks , and more sensitive to pain, which fits the definition of...weakness.

So Damian didn't care about Rania, and didn't have much hostility towards her, because judging from the education received by the Devil's Son, being weak is a mistake. As long as she is still so weak, she is not worthy of his attention.

Maybe Wilson managed to free Rania from those genetic diseases, but he couldn't change her weakness, because her crippled and congenital deficiencies were not because she was a product of a failed experiment, but because of the genes her father inherited from her, So after he had nothing to do, he finally chose to leave.

If he could choose, knowing that his child was born with deformities, living is a burden, destined to endure pain that ordinary people should not experience, then would he choose to let her be born in this world?

Bruce didn't know.He didn't have that choice.

But one thought is so clear.

He looked down at the sleeping Rania, and slowly stretched out his hand, covering her curled fingers.

——It was he who pulled her into the world of pain.