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

Human psychology is a very subtle thing, just like soldiers who charge into battle on the battlefield, most of them will suffer from severe post-traumatic stress disorder after the war. There is no conflict between bravery in the face of death and sensitivity after getting out of death.

Due to the difference in the way of thinking, Rania has never had this problem-beasts will never have mental disorders due to killing-but she has seen many people who have become ineffective due to psychological problems, and she has no reason To doubt her father, so the little girl didn't have much doubt about Bruce's rapid collapse after leaving, and it also made the old housekeeper's preparations in advance useless.

However, although her father was ill in bed, Rania did not intend to give up her showdown plan-Bruce fell, but everyone else was still alive and kicking, and speaking of misunderstandings, they did not misunderstand anything less. When Ya jumped into the hole she dug, each of them filled a few shovelfuls of soil... No, it should be said that they were the ones responsible for filling the soil. Bury Rania more solidly.

Especially Dick.

Thinking about what he had misunderstood back then, the little girl felt very resentful, and at the same time couldn't help but reflect on how she expressed it at the time, and how she made everyone believe in the relationship between her and Mister.

The blood I vomit now is the water that entered my head at that time.

Raniya thought well, but before she could implement her idea, she was dazed by a sudden news.

——Mister is on the blacklist of Wayne Manor visitors.

Probably because the behavior that day was so scumbag, after that, although no one said it, everyone chose to secretly separate her from Mist.

But Valania approached her as Mist, and before seeing her human shell, Alfred would express his intention of seeing off the guests in a polite but distant manner, and sent the confused Mist to the door. Please leave the manor.

Rania stood in front of the window, facing the black mist outside the gate of the manor from a distance, with confused faces.

What about trust between people? ? ?

Because the host is not herself, Rania cannot appear on her human shell at any time, and in the absence of Black Mist, it is really difficult for her to prove that they are alone.

Rania blamed herself.I tried too hard to lie before, but now when I tell the truth, no one believes it. No matter how I think about it, it’s so tragic that it’s a bit funny.

But this little obstacle can't stop Rania, she can go dark if she is not clear, anyway, ordinary walls can't stop the black mist, she can definitely climb the window of her room——

That night, a wisp of black mist floated towards the open window, and the white-haired girl in a black windbreaker who suddenly turned into a black windbreaker on the window sill was about to turn into the room when she suddenly heard the old man's steady voice from below.

"I don't think it's a gentleman's job to break into a lady's room in the middle of the night, Miss Meister."

Alfred held a flashlight and stood directly below the window of Rania's room, looking up at the two girls at the window.

Rania: "..."

Judging from the tone of the old butler, if Mist doesn't come down, he will probably take some kind of weapon against evil creatures and knock down this evil creature with bad intentions.

... Raniya felt that there might be something wrong with her statement, otherwise why Alfred didn't seem to believe it at all.

They are one... This sentence can indeed be understood in other ways, such as to express their close relationship, what about "she is me"?There can be no other explanation for this sentence, right?

Rania's bewilderment was justified, because on the second day, she explained her relationship with Mist to Alfred once.

... However, the reaction of the old housekeeper made the little girl very confused.

Compared with those previous events, the impact of this experience entering the book can be said to be minimal.First of all, few of the people who were pulled into the world of books by Raniya knew them. When she asked Dick before, his answer was only vague "I don't know them either", and he repeatedly assured that "don't worry about us. It will be resolved", plus she didn't see the faces of those people at all, making it impossible for her to do anything with the black mist.

And just like every time before, the Wayne family is still calm about going to a book for a while, as if this is the daily life of the people of Gotham, even if it is Wayne who got up from the sick body the next day. When the president mentions it, he can take it lightly.

"Almost, it's not surprising that you encounter any strange things in this city." When Rania asked, Tim replied frankly, "It's not uncommon for ordinary people to have superpowers after encountering some accidents." .”

Rania: "..."

The ecology of Gotham is also too bad.

After Raniya turned Gotham into a lair, she disconnected from the lair within a few days. When the adaptation period was over, the contact was restored, and some kind people cleaned the city for free, so the little girl really didn’t know Gotham very much. What kind of Longtan Tiger's Lair is it? It doesn't feel much different from the cities she has stayed in before, which is not enough for her to feel unbelievable.

But according to Tim, what Dick said at the time that "Gotham is safer" was a complete lie...

In short, apart from the fact that Bruce lay down all night, this matter didn't seem to have any more impact, and no one mentioned what happened in the book again, and it was time to go to work and go to school.And after Rania told the truth that their experience might be due to her ability, Alfred only confirmed that her ability had disappeared, and he didn't get to the bottom of it, and didn't ask about the source of Rania's ability .

But he asked Rania if she wanted to go to the hospital or laboratory for a physical examination.

"Given the nature of this ability, perhaps it would be better to have a mage examine it for you," he said.

Raniya: "No, Mister..."

Alfred said calmly: "We all have seen what Miss Mister has done."

Rania: "..."

Raniya tried to explain: "But Ah Fu, she is me..."

"And she still chose to put you in danger." The old butler braided Rania's hair and fixed it with hairpins. "Maybe she doesn't think so."

Rania: "..."

No, Fu, sober up.

"I am very grateful to Miss Mister for helping me," Alfred looked at the girl in the mirror after finishing Rania's hair, "but this is not the reason for her to give up on you."

"..." Raniya felt that it was impossible to have a showdown with the old housekeeper.

What could she do, she couldn't say that it was her own decision that Mister gave up on her, even if she dared to say...she didn't believe they would accept it.

"Uh... I don't think anyone else can accept you, you know, not everyone can be as crazy as me," the guardian once said to her, "but look, you are not even human, why To measure yourself by something less useful than a condom? You are a miracle born by accident and accident, why do you care what those sons of bitches think of you?"

But what if it's not unrelated people who can't accept her?The little girl thought blankly.

Alfred's reaction is very telling, and soon Raniya also realized how deep the hole she dug for herself-if it was proved that she and Mister were one person, she would have to explain why she felt that human beings The shell can be abandoned, and then confess many truths that ordinary people can never accept, and then wait for them to judge her.

If it was Rania who had just returned to Wayne's house, she wouldn't care what they thought of her, whether it was fear or disgust, she wouldn't care, wanting to protect them was just her own decision, it had nothing to do with what they thought of her .

For a moment, Raniya suddenly wanted to ask other people the answer to this question, to tell them about her relationship with Mister, to tell them her confusion all the time, and to tell them how the girl in front of her could live until now …Anyone can, anyone who will listen, anyone who can take it.

But is there such a person?

Can she believe that they are such people?

Rania didn't know.

In any case, Rania eventually agreed to go for a medical check-up to reassure her family.

When she was with her former guardian, Rania had never been to the hospital, not to mention that they didn’t have the money. Most of the places they had been to were war zones, and even the most basic medicines were extremely lacking. Many wounded even Amo They couldn't even buy Xilin, and the medical staff couldn't do anything. They could only watch helplessly as the wounded swallowed their last breath after a long period of suffering.

Rania's physical problems cannot be solved by ordinary medicines, so she usually distributes the medicines on her body to the wounded. If the human shell dies, just bury it on the spot. Anyway, there are enough bones to accompany her.

But now it is obviously impossible to be as casual as before. This time, Rania needs to do a variety of inspection items, not just asking the doctor to come and listen to her heart rate.

Bruce made an appointment for her in a top private hospital. Normally, it would take half a year to wait in line at this hospital, but after President Wayne showed his money-making ability, Raniya's final consultation time became the weekend two weeks later.

"If I don't have time that day, Tim will go with you," he said.

Rania tried to struggle: "But this will delay Tim's time, if Mister..."

Bruce was indifferent: "This journey is relatively long, you can pack some winter clothes."

Rania: "...farther away?"

She took the tablet from Bruce and saw the red dot on Google Maps.

"That hospital is in the Alps," said President Wayne.

Meanwhile, Switzerland, the Alps.

"Nicely done, Dr. Finch." The beautiful female doctor smiled and said to the man who walked out of the room, "Mr. Dalton will thank you very much."

Hearing his colleague's praise, the man who was originally looking up in thought raised his eyes and smiled faintly.

He has a chiseled handsome face, with gray-toned green eyes embedded in deep eye sockets, and shadows falling into his pupils, exuding a sense of danger and evil for no reason.

His age is definitely over 40 years old, and there are some fine lines engraved on the corners of slightly drooping eyes, but this does not detract from his charm at all, at least for the female doctor beside him, she obviously prefers this kind of man to the energetic young man. A mature man with a lot of experience.

"Maybe he would want to kill me." Finch said casually, "The financial media say that he has poor cash flow and is on the verge of bankruptcy, but it's a pity that old Dalton has long declared that he will not provide him with any funds. Can count on the legacy of old Dalton to turn the tide."

The female doctor smiled: "But now his father can still live for 20 years, congratulations, you have shattered a young man's fantasy-well, I like old Mr. Dalton better than him, and so do you Think, right?"

Hearing this, Finch raised his head, gave her a fixed look, and suddenly laughed.

There are fine lines of time at the end of his eyes, and the smile in his eyes is mellow and intoxicating like decades of fine wine: "Maybe I'm just jealous that Mr. Dalton Jr. can have a successful career at a young age?"

"Compared to you? Stop bullying the child, John." The female doctor couldn't help laughing.

The two parted ways quickly, and Finch returned to his office, verified the irises, and opened the door.

What greets you is a pure white landscape. Outside the transparent glass walls are snow-capped mountains. The golden sunlight shines on the snow-capped mountains, as if thousands of gold are shining in the snow waves.

Finch is obviously used to such a scenery.He walked through the pure white room of nearly [-] square meters, walked into the bathroom deep in the room, put his hands on the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror.

He looked at the man in the mirror faintly, recalling Mr. Dalton Jr.'s youthful face and his soft and thick brown curly hair, he couldn't help clenching his teeth.

Among his colleagues, the jealous lord is the one who cares most about his own image, unlike Wen Qing, who is obsessed with classic cosplay characters, and Lust, the idiot who lives on his face, he has strict requirements on his skin in the world—must He is a handsome and rich successful person, without body odor, birthmarks, or physical defects... This also leads to him being the lord who loves the skin the most. After all, it is not always possible to find the skin he likes.

Jealousy actually likes his current skin very much. Even after looking at it for hundreds of years, he has never felt bored, except for one thing...

Looking at the man in the mirror, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and carefully stroked his forehead hair.

——The hairline of middle-aged British men is really well laid back.Jealousy thought bitterly.