[comprehensive] villain friend

Gotham Reflection 【Ⅵ】

I kept asking myself, what am I looking for?

The answer is, I don't know either.

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"That terrible stormy night in Brooklyn, New York, more than ten years ago...?" Lucius Fox repeated, as if touched by some not-so-good memory, and Dolores noticed that he was almost A conditioned reflex trembled, "...why do you ask this?"

Why are you asking this?

That's a really good question.Dolores thought indifferently.

A look of sadness appeared on her face at the right time, she lowered her eyes to avoid the other party's sight, and slightly twitched the corner of her mouth: "... because a relative of mine disappeared in that storm. I have been looking for her all these years — but no one knows what happened that night, not even the survivors of that stormy night."

Lucius Fox's eyes were slightly relaxed, he seemed to confirm something, and stroked his cuffs after a little thought: "...Yes. Indeed, no one knows..."

"So please!" Dolores stepped forward, showing a very anxious and earnest expression, "If you know anything, please tell me—it is very important to me."

He paused, watching Dolores thoughtfully.Anyone who knows Lucius Fox knows his wisdom and generosity. Even now that he has become the president of Wayne Group, he still maintains that Christian style.

"...Why not?" He paused, as if he had come to his senses, looked around and smiled, "... If you want to know, maybe we should change the place—I When you came here, you saw a coffee shop not far away, what do you think?"

-Of course!

Dolores raised her head and stared deeply at Lucius. From his angle, she could almost see the sparkling light, a kind of glowing hope and sincere gratitude: "...that's really... …Very good."

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The rain has gradually stopped, and dark clouds are entrenched in the city, lingering.

Bruce Wayne is really a very smart person, maybe he had already guessed that the two of them needed to talk alone, so he left the hospital with a farewell to the receptionist.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

"He's a rare guy," Dolores said to Lucius.

"Maybe he just wants to go home and rest for a while." Lucius teased, "after all, Bruce Wayne is very busy."

Dolores smiled, a little tacitly.

The cafe is indeed not far from here, it takes less than 3 minutes to walk there.The two sat near the window, and they could see the hurried pedestrians wrapped in windbreakers walking forward outside the window, and the black car slowly passing the street.

With a soft "click", the coffee cup fell back to the coaster.

Lucius sighed softly and comfortably: "You know, for someone who is not young like me, the continuous rainy weather is really a bit unfriendly."

Dolores smiled politely.

Lucius glanced at her, as if he had seen through everything: "--well, let's not talk about those irrelevant topics, and it may be more to your liking to go straight to the right track."

"I have to admit," Dolores said, "Yes, I've been waiting for this moment for a long, long time."

"I understand, and I'll try to describe to you what happened that night from my perspective, but I hope..." he said, "You stay calm."

"...I will," Dolores said.

So he finally shrugged his shoulders, his expression sank, as if he had thrown himself into the abyss of the past, found the correct coordinates in the torrent of time rolling forward, and returned to that night again.

"...actually, I happened to be in New York that day for a business deal, and that night I was going to go back to Gotham via Brooklyn—it rained all day, just like Gotham today, It has been falling non-stop. The weather did not turn around until it was close to the evening. The weather forecast said that the rain would stop completely at night. At that time, I could already see the moon hanging in the sky, and it was almost only near New York It was raining, so without much hesitation, I prepared to drive away."

"...and as it turned out," he paused, looking at Dolores with a focused look, "I have to admit—the weather forecast in New York was terrible. Not long after I got on the road, the thunder started Dazuo, the rain started to fall, making it almost impossible to see what was ahead - a storm came just like that, without warning, the moon was bright one moment, and the next moment it was raining... It was indeed a very scary scene night."

He said: "It was a horrible, unspeakable night. I've never had such a horrible stormy night in my life and I told myself, 'I've got to stop, find a place, whatever, I can't Stay on that highway and move on.'”

"So I tried to find a supply station or something to stop. Fortunately, I found it." Lucius stopped, he took a breath, and seemed to feel a chill coming from nowhere, "So I pulled over, sat in the car, and waited for the rain to stop. Then I heard a horn honking."

Dolores shuddered.She felt something, and clenched her hands under the table more and more tightly.

"...It was a big bus, with its headlights on, driving on the road. I saw it driving steadily towards my direction. If there were no accidents, that bus should and could come to my place Spend the night peacefully." Lucius said, "If there are no accidents——"

"It was raining so much that the whole world was blurred, and I could only roughly see the car from the side lights, it was going very slowly, and suddenly the sky started lightning-I heard a huge boom. There was loud noise, lightning and thunder, and the rain was even heavier—the place belonged to the wilderness of Brooklyn at that time, and there was a river nearby, and the water was very high. I heard a 'boom'—"

Lucius' face showed a burst of sadness, "I can't tell whether it's thunder or impact, maybe it's raining too much, and I didn't notice another car coming from the opposite direction at all …the bus was knocked off course and crashed from the driveway into the side river—with the sound of an explosion.”

Dolores took a low breath.

The scene of that day seemed to gradually emerge in front of her eyes—heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain on the window glass, thunder and lightning, a car like a small paper boat, swaying in the wind and rain middle.Countless voices crisscrossed and converged in her ears, everywhere was dark, only a faint light was emitted from the dashboard of the car.In such a dark environment, she felt a great panic, the world was like a wild beast, easily devouring insignificant individuals.

"...Fortunately, it rained heavily, and the fire gradually extinguished before it ignited, and then the rain gradually subsided, as if it had completed its task, and it seemed that it felt guilty for everything it had caused—— The rain stopped, as if nothing had happened. After a while, the moon emerged from behind the dark clouds, and I saw the bright moonlight, illuminating that hellish scene."

"The scene was really terrible... the calmer it was, the more terrifying it was. The bus was about to fall, and I heard a faint cry, and the car stopped there with it. I couldn't see the specific situation clearly, and I trembled Then he dialed the emergency number and wanted to get out of the car—” Lucius paused, closed his eyes, and held the cross necklace around his neck, “Oh God! May God forgive me—”

Dolores also closed her eyes.

How she wished that she could be like Lucius, begging for forgiveness from the gods, repenting of her sins, and seeking all the answers.More than Lucius, she wanted this conversation to stop.

— that's enough.She said to herself, why bother to ask?Why do we have to cling to one truth?What can I do if I know?What if I don't know?Even if she knew everything, could everything be changed now?No, no, knowing the truth, she is still Dolores Joe Hayek, with an unclear surname and burdened with unclear things, living in a muddle in this world that does not belong to her.

Maybe she shouldn't have come to Gotham at all, maybe she shouldn't have looked for Lucius Fox, sat here and listened to him talk about it all... She regretted it, but it was a road from which there was no turning back.She sits here and everything has been fixed.She was nailed to the cross, almost masochistic to witness all this cruelty.

"...And then?" She heard her own numb voice, "Then what happened?"

"...some died, some disappeared, some were seriously injured, and some survived."

"Where's the car?" Dolores asked, even though she seemed to be vaguely remembering that an inconspicuous room in the memory palace that had been sealed at some time had finally been opened a few cracks.

— but it is not enough.This is not enough.She couldn't push the door open completely, which meant that everything was not enough.The deliberately blurred memory was right in front of her eyes, waiting for her to shake off the fog completely.

She looked at Lucius Fox and asked persistently, "...Who is sitting in that car?"

"A woman," Lucius said, "a woman trapped in a chair, whose life and death are unknown, a..." He paused, his eyes flicking to Dolores' face, "Asian woman .”

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The author has something to say:——

After a day off, I started coding and found that the message in the background is simply 66666666

Hahahahaha Thank you for your support, I read a lot of comments from readers and found it super interesting!Great feeling!

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I want to ask you a question, what kind of article do you think "Friends of Villains" is?

Depressed?Is it heavy?Or is it a drama? .......I found that my friend and I have a big deviation in the definition of this article.....

I always thought it was a cool article, or an article about strong women, su and cool.

Then the friend said she laughed.

Me: ....... Meow meow?

Mr. Duo: I am so su and so cool!They all said that there was no abuse in the whole process!It's easy! 【Upright face】

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