Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"Oh," Laura said, not particularly surprised by Tim's reaction, "has he become so perverted as everyone knows?"

Tim: "..."

He said with great difficulty: "...is it really him?"

It is indeed very difficult to track down Laura's true identity. The most important thing is that Laura guards her body too firmly. There is not even a little skin debris on the bed she slept on. Tim tried to pull out the point when he touched it. Lola's hair, too, turned out to be unsuccessful.

But once there is a direction, a little idea, and Luo La usually doesn't hide her ability very much, and Luo La's hints are already so obvious.

It was not at all difficult to guess who her two fathers were.

That is, the answer to the question is really...

Tim swallowed.

Laura couldn't see Tim's expression, but she could fully guess how unspeakable Tim's mood would be.

What Luther did was indeed a bit bizarre and weird.

"I know, it's really too perverted, isn't it?" Lola sighed, "How can he be like this? It's okay to fight against Superman every day, every time something difficult happens, there must be his handwriting behind it." Not to mention, even when cloning Superman, you have to mix some of your own genes, and then create me—do you think I can be regarded as a clone of Superman? Is it a shame to say that I am a clone? Say I am Lu Ser is about as good as Superman's daughter."

"...Wait a minute, wait a moment." Tim said that his brain couldn't convert what Laura just said, and it would take some time to react.

Laura fell silent and waited on the other end of the phone.

It took a while for Tim to sort out the general context of what happened, and then he asked what seemed to him a very important question: "When did you find out?"

"Ok?"

"When did you know your specific life experience?"

"This," Laura thought for a while, "Didn't I tell you that I can feel whether the other party is my father's or not?"

"So you actually knew their identities a long time ago." Tim grasped the point, "but you never went to find them."

"Yes."

Tim couldn't understand this kind of mentality, and he warned Laura: "Don't try to avoid problems, Laura, once you try to avoid something, you will find that you will encounter the same problems over and over again in your future life, It keeps coming back to you over and over until you can get rid of it."

"I think it's okay." Laura said, "After the old problems are solved, new problems will appear. In this case, it's better to let the old problems not be completely solved, so that the future needs to be faced. It's the same old problem."

"...I think you mean something," Tim said.

He thought of those villains in Gotham who were very difficult and couldn't be dealt with no matter what.

"It's because you care too much, Tibbo!" Laura grinned, she burrowed into the bed sheet, and said happily, "It's late, I'm going to bed. Go to bed early and get up early every day to get better skin. Tibao, you are still young and can afford it now. When you get older and stay up all night, your face will droop completely, and your face will be like a puddle of slime hanging on your bones M!"

She hung up before Tim could answer her, threw the phone aside, and slipped into the soft, warm blanket.

But after rolling around in bed for a while, she felt like she couldn't sleep at all - the excitement of seeing her two dads face to face for the first time yesterday hadn't passed.

Although of these two fathers, one father didn't know her existence at all, and the other, although he was the one who created her, didn't cherish her at all.

... It cannot be said that there is "not at all".

But Lex was not to be trusted.He's the type that you can only get a little attention from him if you have value, and if you don't, he won't even look at you.

Laura is still not very clear about her use value to Lex now, but any plan will have a day of closure, and any conspiracy will have its end.

At that point—no, not until the last moment.

When it was close to the last moment, she would know what Luther was planning.

And Lex's purpose should not be too easy to guess!Whatever he does, in the final analysis, there is only one goal, okay!

He just wanted to kill Superman, and Lola was created by him for this purpose!

Something might have gone wrong on the way. He might have discovered that Laura's condition was completely beyond his expectations, but this change didn't seem to be completely unhealthy, so he temporarily left Laura alone and provided the nutrition she needed as usual. As a result, after raising and raising, it was discovered that Lola was just an empty body without brain activity.

"Zero".

Accompanying this word that suddenly flashed in my mind came some fragmented memory fragments.

It is not accurate to say that it is a memory fragment, because there is no clear image in those fragments, but a lot of changes in light and shadow, and a lot of emotions.

Emotions as vast as the ocean.

They surged up silently, and quickly overwhelmed Laura's rationality. She trembled unconsciously for a long time before realizing that she was trembling. She anxiously lifted the bed sheet and went to the window to draw the curtains.

The bright moonlight was sent into the room by the breeze, allowing Lola to breathe for a moment.

But emotions will not retreat, let alone disappear.

Laura buried herself in the quilt again, but this time the bed didn't bring warmth and softness again. She rolled around and took out the blanket from the magic item Luo gave her.

This blanket was as white as snow, with fine hair, and whenever it was taken out, it felt warm.

Laura pushed back the quilt and piled it aside, then wrapped herself in the blanket, wrapping herself tightly.

Then the warmth finally spread from the blanket to her body, and Laura's mood gradually stabilized. She raised her eyelids and looked out the window drowsily, then lowered her eyes.

She fell asleep quickly.

But for Red Robin, at this point in time, the day's work is just beginning.

It's not that he didn't take Laura's words to threaten him, but that would have happened more than 20 years later anyway.

Besides, don't bats also turn day and night upside down all day long?He didn't look very old, and the skin on his face didn't sag loosely like what Laura said...it meant that this kind of thing didn't necessarily happen, but happened selectively.

Some people can still be handsome and unrestrained even when they have chaotic work and rest all year round and poor sleep quality, and they can hook up with young models who have just grown up just by their faces.

Tim was convinced he was one too.

He changed into the Red Robin uniform, checked his equipment, and went to the place where he had surveyed the environment a long time ago, but hadn't made up his mind to go there.

The Red Hood's secret base.

This guy who suddenly appeared in Gotham City is elusive, and he is very good at concealing his identity. It took Red Robin a lot of time and effort to lock down one or two safe houses that Red Hood frequented.

As for the specific identity of the Red Hood?

Although the opponent's fighting routines and styles are a bit familiar, like the object Tim has spent many years tracking and analyzing...but the person who used to take up most of his spare time for research is dead.

death.

This term is both unfamiliar and familiar to any Gothamite.

Maybe every Gotham person has thought about the meaning of death in the dead of night. This kind of thinking must exist, only sooner or later, and then these people will logically live their lives through thinking about death.

Some people understand that life is fleeting, and in this case, it is better to do whatever they want while they are alive; some people understand that life is so fleeting, and in this case, they should cherish every moment of life.

But for more people...the choice that more people will make should be similar to that of Laura.

Just escape.Evasion is shameful, but useful.

The closer he got to Red Hood's stronghold, the more nervous Red Robin became.

Holding his breath, he first confirmed through the laptop on his wrist that there was no surveillance equipment nearby, and then scanned the surrounding environment to make sure that even if he showed up, he would not be suddenly surrounded by dozens of people holding weapons. Red Robin had done this several times before coming here, but for some reason, he always felt that this place gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Tonight's Red Hood is busy dealing with riots on another block and probably won't be in this safe house.

The riot was obviously fanned by some small forces that disliked the Red Hood. According to the Red Hood's style of work, he should quickly deal with his subordinates and quell the riot.

Red Robin couldn't get used to the Red Hood's style, but no matter how much he couldn't understand the Red Hood's style, he had to admit that that guy knew how to establish his majesty in Gotham.

After repeatedly confirming his safety, Red Robin finally came out of his hiding place cautiously.

With his back against the wall, he cautiously walked towards the Red Hood's stronghold. The Red Hood's safe house didn't have too many strange access controls, and there was only a very ordinary key code table at the door.

Red Robin soon managed to open the door.

He pushed the door open a little, threw in a few props to explore the secrets, waited for a while, and after confirming that the room was indeed empty, Red Robin pushed the door a little, walked in, and then closed it softly the door.

"Ha." Immediately afterwards, Red Robin heard a lazy voice full of sarcasm, "I didn't take the initiative to find you, and you came to the door yourself?"

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Just by the window, a tall figure was leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Even though he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, Red Robin knew that the other person was looking at him. What kind of eyes full of sarcasm will be cast from time to time.

Red Robin: ...Oops!Got it!

The other party seemed to know what he was thinking, and said bluntly: "Don't think about it, boy, no one has planned anything against you yet. But I want to say that this incident is a coincidence, and you certainly won't believe."

That must be unbelievable!

Red Robin flashed back decisively and was about to flee through the door.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who cast [Landmines]: 2 for 敐敄, 2 for Miaoxue Shock

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