[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

"I got the green light done."

While Hal was watering the flowers on the balcony, Freya took out her cell phone and sent Bruce a text message.

Not long after, the phone vibrated.

"What's a green light?" Bruce replied.

Freya could almost imagine the exploration and confusion in his eyes.

"Green Lantern is my teacher. I once mentioned that the universe is divided into 3600 sectors, and their center is the Oua star, and the earth is in the 2814th sector. Each sector is There is a Green Lantern responsible for maintaining order and security, and they all together form the Green Lantern Corps."

"Understood." Bruce replied, "So this is some kind of space police/police organization, and this one of ours doesn't happen to be on Earth."

Freya glanced at the balcony, Hal had already put the kettle aside, with a smile on his face, and the big bear was jumping up to pounce on the bear doll in his hand.

"He's on Earth," Freya wrote, shaking her head with a smile, "and he'll fight with us."

This time the wait was longer.

"This is good news. If he is really your teacher, then our strength will be a little stronger." Bruce replied, "I have locked the position of the biochemical man in the video a few days ago, but I have to persuade him and We stand together, I still need to convince his father."

"You need to speed up, Bruce, I gotta say I've found a strong foreign aid for Clarke's mission," Freya wrote.

Hal planned to set off in two days to visit his friends and stay in Central City for a while.At that time, Freya laughed at him—"So whichever city you go to, do you live at a friend's house?"

The Green Lantern nodded nonchalantly, adjusting well to his living situation.

"I'm going to speed it up," Bruce said. "Convincing a father to let his son take risks is not going to be easy, either for me or for him."

Freya stared at the screen for a while before moving. "You are doing the right thing. Only by being united can we better protect each other and others. By the way, Aquaman may have to recuperate for a while, and Diana has contacted an acquaintance. We are going to see the magic world." one look."

"Take care of each other," Bruce said.

"I will," Freya finally wrote, putting down her phone.

It's cold, but the sun is shining today.The light fell on Howl's brown hair and the bear's snow-white fur, almost shining a thin gold.Hal was kneeling down on one knee wrestling with the big dog without any image. Laughter and excited barks were constantly coming from the balcony.

She couldn't help holding her breath.

Even though the darkness is condensing, there are still so many, so many beautiful things still appearing vividly and dancing in life.

War is just the night before dawn, and tomorrow will surely come. There will be countless people who will continue to fight for light and justice, willing to sacrifice, but the tears and blood they shed will condense into a sharp sword that pierces the fog.

From coast to coast, freedom-seekers whisper the names of heroes—Superman, Captain America, and countless others who are the standard-bearers on the road to freedom, and Freya is just the nameless one who happens to be traveling with them. generation.She is an outsider, but at this time, she would rather be a returnee.

For the peace and warmth of this moment, she will fight to the end.

......

Hal stayed in Metropolis for two days before leaving for Central City. Before leaving, he changed the prohibition on Freya's necklace.

"Be careful," he said, "come back whole."

Freya nodded.

A few days later, she and Diana flew to London together. As it was getting dark when they arrived, they had a rest in the hotel for one night.

The Goring Hotel was founded in 1910 and is the only century-old hotel in London still managed by the founder's family.The Goring Hotel served as the headquarters of Confederate chiefs at the outbreak of World War I, and it still stands not far from Buckingham Palace more than a century later.

Diana took Freya into the hotel without even stopping in the lobby. She turned left and opened the door of a room with a key.

No waiter came up to stop her.

The furnishings in the room are very classical, quite out of tune with the modern style.There are still some old black and white photos hanging on the wall.Freya took a closer look at the texture of the sofa cover, the wood of the furniture, and the color of the curtains, and was amazed at the taste of the builder of this room.

Not long after they settled in, a waiter knocked on the door with a cart and brought a sumptuous dinner and some usual supplies to the room.Freya never saw when Diana ordered room service and when she chose the style of dinner.But she didn't ask too much, just finished the dinner with the other party that didn't taste like British food, and immediately turned on their laptops to work.

They didn't talk that night, but went to bed early.

When she woke up the next morning, Freya was still sleepy and was about to drink a glass of warm water when she saw an envelope lying on the tea table.

She woke up in a flash, and went vigilantly to check the window latches and door locks.

Of course nothing.

She sat down on the sofa.

"The Goring Hotel, London, corner room on the first floor, bedroom, Ms. Prince and Ms. Sheffield, please."

Freya picked up the letter and read the address on it.The envelope felt very textured, like high-quality parchment, and the ink used for writing was green. There were no stamps, no signature, nothing, only this line of writing.

Diana had tied her hair on the bed, but now she got dressed and walked over, glancing at the writing on the envelope.

"Phoenix," she pouted, "I really hate this kind of creature that can appear by your side anytime and anywhere."

"Is this letter sent by a phoenix?" Freya asked in surprise, "Wizards use phoenixes to send letters?"

"Some wizard used phoenixes to send letters," said Diana. "Most of them used owls and hearths."

"Fireplace." Freya suddenly realized, "This explains what appeared in that recording."

"I also listened to that recording. Fury used floo powder to transmit himself directly to the Magic Congress of America through the fireplace, so the monitoring equipment was directly interrupted because it was burned by the protection measures of the Magic Congress." Diana Opening the letter, a small note slipped out of the envelope, "Their world is very closed, and they have always been cautious in dealing with the outside world. Just like this envelope, the situation is special, if it is not directly in your hand Or if my hand is opened, the envelope will self-destruct, and the sender will know that we may be under control or something unexpected."

"What did you write?" Freya asked curiously.

"The Leaky Cauldron at 10 p.m.." Diana turned the note over and found no other writing, only this line explained the location, "Well, at least he gave us time to go to Diagon Alley to see look."

Freya immediately cheered up.

They went out after breakfast.The hotel waiter has ordered a taxi.

"Charing Cross Road." Diana sat in the back seat first and said.Freya followed and sat in, wrapping her windbreaker tightly.

"Damn the weather, isn't it?" the taxi driver said sympathetically, turning the knob on the air conditioner a little farther.

"Thank you." Freya nodded.

The streets of London in the morning are full of traffic, and the closer they are to their destination, the more people/traffic seems to be.Freya admired the wizards for daring to set up the passage leading to the magical world here, but she didn't say anything because of the presence of the old God Diana.

The taxi stopped in front of a bookstore on Charing Cross Road, Diana paid the fare, and led Freya to a corner of the street.

The street is lined with used bookstores, food stores, and even people playing instrumental music along the street outside record stores.They walked through the crowd, bypassed several huge storefronts, and finally came to a relatively narrow place.Diana took the note out of her pocket and shook it slightly.

The note twisted, then screamed and burned.

"It's still so bad." Diana sighed.

With a rumbling sound, a small storefront literally squeezed out from the record store and bookstore on both sides.

Freya stared dumbfounded at the building, twisting left and right like a person squeezed between two fat men, and then stood still.

She looked around, and the passers-by who were still walking normally didn't seem to see anything, and walked past them without squinting.

"Magic?" she said with a little exclamation and excitement.

"Magic." Diana nodded.

Through the dirty old glass of the store, you can see a few people sitting inside.A simple sign on the outside wall reads "The Leaky Cauldron".

"Welcome to the world of magic." Diana said with a smile, opened the door first and walked in.

Walking into the main entrance of the bar, Freya saw a man who looked like a bartender wiping the glass with a soft rag on the bar counter. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he said without raising his head: "Two Sickles of butter beer , Shirley Sansike, I won’t stay in the store today.”

Diana put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and cried.

"Tom."

The strange-looking boss paused, put down his wine glass, and looked up. When he finally saw who was coming from the dim environment of the bar, he was dumbfounded.

"Merlin's pantyhose," stammered old Tom, "it's you, it's you."

"It's me," said Diana. "Long time no see, Tom. Say hello to your father for me. I'm still bringing guests, so I won't go to see his portrait."

"Long time no see? It's been a long time! Papa will be glad to know you're here again." Tom laughed and said, "Come on, would you like something to drink? And this lady, sit down, please."

"We're going to Diagon Alley," said Diana. "Give me a room upstairs."

Tom, who was helping them with their glasses, shook his head at this.

"It's not that I don't take care of you, Diana, it's just that the Leaky Cauldron doesn't provide in-house service now, since that person..." He shivered, and didn't continue, "If you come in a few days, I'm afraid I've already locked the door and gone somewhere else."

"That person?" Freya repeated.

The remaining customers in twos and threes in the bar all looked in this direction.

Diana turned her head, and the guests who caught her sharp gaze all looked away.

Instead of answering his companion's question, the Amazon took something out of his pocket under the cover of his windbreaker.

A long, golden-red feather.

Tom only glanced at it.

"I see." He said, moving his body to take a key from the back wall and put it on the bar.

"Go upstairs and take the first left, and I'll clean it out."

Diana took the key and nodded at him.