[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Detective Chloe Deckard is a veteran of the LAPD. This is not the first time she has dealt with homicides. Come on, Los Angeles is a big city. The most important thing in a big city is the story of fancy murder. The crime scene isn't what's upset her, it's the two guys in the holding cell who look peaceful as if they're relaxing in their living room.

"Wayne." Chloe stared blankly at the social security card on the table, as if if she stared for another 30 seconds, "wayne" on the card would change to "wayde." "Or whatever.

"Are you sure it's that Wayne?" As if to challenge the insurmountable obstacle in life for the last time, Chloe slapped the small card and stared at the colleague next to him, revealing a bright smile that almost brightened. Blind smile.

The colleague didn't say a word, took out his phone, swiped it twice, and handed it to Chloe silently.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a young man is sitting cross-legged on the ground holding a children's book and reading it to a group of children. The young man tells the story vividly, letting go of the book from time to time and making various exaggerated movements with his hands to imitate the sound effects. Let the children laugh as the story progresses, or cover their eyes and scream.

The film is the material for news reports. It was shot on the day when the Thomas Wayne Memorial Library was officially opened. The location is in the children's book area of ​​the library. The second young master of the Wayne family personally read to the children. The children in the picture are all Coming from the chaotic area of ​​Gotham, there are more or less problems at home. Apart from school, the library is one of the few places where these children can seek stability after school. Even the suggestion to build a library comes from Wayne The childhood experience of the second young master of the family.

Then there's a whole bunch of inspiring stories about Jason Wayne.

Ah, what a loving child, what a promising young man exuding positive energy... At this moment, he is squatting in the detention room of their police station!

"OK, okay, I understand." Chloe closed her eyes and took a deep breath, slowly exhaled to stabilize her emotions, and returned the phone to the colleague next to her, "Where's the other boy with him?"

"Uh...that's Mr. Wayne's ward, Timothy Drake." The colleague looked at Chloe with great sympathy, "Good luck, Deke."

The implication is that Chloe Deckard's police career will probably come to an end because of offending the most powerful and powerful man in the country.Although it was dark when they took the man away, and there were no reporters nearby, who can guarantee anything these days?Maybe the lawyer from Wayne Enterprises will rush in in the next second and take him away arrogantly. If you want to ask any questions, you have to do it early, and this "beautiful" errand fell to Crowe so cleverly. Yi head.

Timothy Drake doesn't look like a kid who will cause trouble. In Chloe's eyes, this gentle-looking, smart-looking boy is the type who is easily bullied by school bullies .

"Hi, Timothy." Chloe opened the chair and sat down, trying to make herself as non-oppressive as possible, "I'm Detective Chloe Deckard, I have a few simple questions for you .”

"Is this an interrogation?" Tim blinked, without any fear or nervousness as Chloe imagined, "Can I take a photo as a souvenir? This is a rare experience!"

"No, photography is not allowed here." Chloe almost choked on her own saliva. It was the first time she met someone so relaxed in the inquiry room after so many years in the industry, "Ahem, anyway, before I ask questions, I I have to tell you first..."

"Oh, I know, the police officer who brought me here has already said it, Miranda told me." Tim waved his hand indifferently, "I can only tell you that Jason and I just happened to be in the wrong place. It’s just that the time is in the wrong place. You can check my mobile phone, and the photos in it can prove that we were all still in the store when the crime happened.”

Until he walked out of the inquiry room, Chloe felt that he hadn't asked any news. This kid is very good at speaking at such a young age. He speaks in a set manner, as if he has said everything, but it is a bit useful There was no news at all, and she even handed over an alibi, which made her speechless.

Well, one more person to ask.

I hope this Jason can be honest and say something useful.

"Detective, may I ask if your detention room is specially made?" This was the first question Jason asked after quietly listening to Chloe's opening remarks.

"What?" Without a trace of defense, Chloe couldn't help staring like a fool, not knowing where to start to answer, "Say it again?"

"I said, is your detention room specially made?" Jason repeated it in a very good temper, and added a detailed description, "Is the wall or something made of a particularly easy-to-clean material? Didn't find any old bloodstains on the railing!"

"Wait, why are there old bloodstains in the detention room?" Chloe has never heard such outrageous things in her police career. The detention room is next to the police officers' desks, and people are watching at all times. How could there be bloodshed? event.

Jason nodded as if suddenly enlightened: "Oh! Don't you have it here? That's good! In our Gotham, sometimes too many people are arrested in one night, and the detention room is not enough to close, so several people have to squeeze together The one in one room, when there are too many people, someone will accidentally die suddenly, sometimes it is the person inside the iron grid, sometimes it is the person outside the iron grid."

Chloe spent a few minutes wondering if she had been threatened in the dark.

"Let's get down to business, I have a few simple questions to ask." Putting the word games aside, Chloe tried her best to get the topic back on track, and asked and answered formulaically, but Jason obviously didn't have any useful information.

Timothy and Jason were just unlucky. They happened to encounter a murder scene on the way out after listening to the band's singing. Gotham people's experience in this aspect made them not only not feel scared, but also stepped forward carefully. Observed.

——Encountering a corpse is not a big deal. I have been very courageous since I was a child, and I have pulled out many good things from corpses! (The first time I used Peter's body to pull the weapon from the alien's corpse and continue to protrude, the kid screamed louder than an opera soprano in Jason's consciousness.)

——Encountering a corpse is not a big deal. I have been very courageous since I was a child, and I have disguised corpses many times at crime scenes! (When I was not good at learning, I ran out in the middle of the night to shoot Batman and Robin. Tim was almost caught and hanged by the poison ivy plant. Fortunately, he had a quick brain and escaped by pretending to be a dead body among other victims Doomed.)

Chloe decided to stay away from the East Coast for the rest of her life.People over there are so sick.

Without a reasonable suspicion of a crime, even the police cannot continue to detain the people. In addition, these two people have strong backgrounds. Chloe, who does not want to go to the director to write a self-criticism, can only sign the document and release them.

Out of politeness, Chloe decided to personally send the two young masters out of the police station, and "strongly advise" them not to leave Los Angeles for a period of time, maybe the case will require their "assistance", and her colleagues have already questioned other members of the band After sending away the two precious gods, she still has more suspects to investigate.

Just when Chloe thinks her day couldn't get any worse - "Detective! I can't wait to see you!"

The last person she wanted to see at this moment called Chloe to come on stage in his usual flamboyant way of speaking.

"Lucifer." Chloe responded in a tone that was even calmer than the shirt he just finished ironing, "So you're still alive."

The man called Lucifer was wearing a high-end custom-made suit, leather shoes on his feet, and a belt buckled around his waist, all of which could be called the brand's boutique. These expensive outfits looked like It will look like a nouveau riche showing off his wealth, but wearing it on the person in front of him can only make the other person look good, which is quite a finishing touch.

"What did the detective just call him, Lucifer?" Tim can understand parents giving their children religious names, but naming their son after Satan?This is too ridiculous!Are the family's parents Satanists?

Tim was about to turn his head to share his endless vomit with Jason when he saw Jason with his eyes closed tightly as if he was enduring something.

"Jason?" Afraid that too much noise would attract unnecessary attention, Tim sneaked closer to Jason, concerned about the other's condition in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Jason said, took two deep breaths, closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, and after repeating the blinking action several times, he patted his hand as if nothing happened. Tom's shoulder, "I'm just a little dizzy, probably because I didn't drink coffee in the morning."

"Really?" Tim looked suspiciously at Jason who wanted to pretend to be relaxed, trying to see the discomfort that the other party wanted to hide from any subtle expression on his face, "I thought I was the one who was poisoned by caffeine .”

Faced with Tim's joke, Jason reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth in response, but until the police detective sent them out of the police station, Jason was a little absent-minded, and until he returned to the hotel room, Jason seemed to be exhausted. fell on the bed.

"Tim." Jason was lying on the bed, his arms covering half of his face, if it wasn't for his calm and clear voice, Tim would have called an ambulance, "I want you to do something for me thing."

"What's the matter?" Tim focused on waiting for the instructions. If Jason hadn't blocked his face, he could see the serious expression on Tim's face, comparable to Robin waiting for Batman to give him a task.

"Look up that 'Lucifer' for me." Jason said, turning over and burying his face deep in the pillow, not wanting Tim to see his eyes—even Jason himself could only Never had I ever seen my own eyes appear that unnatural green.

That was when he had just left Lazarus Pond not long ago.

And he just saw the man—Lucifer—those low whispers, luring the souls they touched to madness, and the voice of Lazarus returned.

Whoever that person was was definitely not just a crazy Satanist.