[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Jason did not go to school the next day. It is said that he had acute gastroenteritis, vomiting and diarrhea, fever and dehydration, which was very serious.Ah Fu also sent a photo of Jason hanging water at home to the teacher to prove it.

Jason secretly sent the photo to Dick. The rookie policeman who was issuing the ticket suddenly felt that life was too unfair. He pretended to be sick and skipped class because Ah Fu exposed him. Jason had Ah Fu to pretend to be sick and skip class.If there is a new brother, wouldn't he even have to go to school?No wonder people say that the eldest brother is the most miserable existence in the family. He didn't feel it before, but now...he wants to go home and eat three times as much biscuits to comfort his wounded heart!

Jason and Bruce, who were far away in Gotham, were standing in front of Gloria's house in solemn black suits.

"You... how are you?" A middle-aged woman greeted them at the door. She obviously did not expect any guests today, let alone Bruce Wayne. "What can I do for you?"

"Hi, Mrs. Cooper, is that right? I'm Bruce Wayne, and this is my son, Jason." Bruce and Mrs. Cooper introduced their identities, but the woman obviously still didn't understand why Gotham's rich man came to her door.

Until Jason personally greeted the confused woman: "I'm sorry to bother you, I used to be classmates with Gloria. I'm very sorry about what happened to her."

Mrs. Cooper leaned on the door frame, seemingly lost in her own thoughts, until another woman's voice came from inside the room: "Emma? Is the tabloid reporter pestering you again? I told you to answer the door!"

"It's okay! It's not a reporter! I can handle it." Mrs. Cooper responded to the woman in the room as if waking up from a dream, and then forced herself to put on a smile and opened the door to let Bruce and Jason enter the room.

"I'm sorry that the house is so messy." Mrs. Cooper hurriedly picked up the sundries on the sofa in the living room and piled them aside, grabbed the knitted coat that was thrown on the back of the chair and the one that was kicked under the coffee table. Magazine, with a face full of embarrassment, "Please sit down, do you want tea or coffee? I remember there is still some orange juice in the refrigerator, but it is not freshly squeezed..."

"Coffee is fine, thank you. Jason is the same." Bruce interrupted Mrs. Cooper, making her instantly relieved, and went to the kitchen in three steps to prepare drinks and snacks for the guests.

Bruce and Jason sat quietly side by side on the sofa, looking like all the guests who came to mourn at a friend's house. In fact, the two had quietly observed the environment of Cooper's house.

The large furniture in the house is old, and the sun-facing side of the cabinet has been bleached.The date on the magazine is the current month, and the content is aimed at young girls' outfits and beauty makeup. The color and size of the knitted jacket are different from Mrs. Cooper's - Gloria's items and reading preferences during her lifetime.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The question came from the inner room with the sound of kicking footsteps, and it didn't take long to see a woman with disheveled hair and serious dark circles in her eyes rushing into the living room aggressively. The clothes on his body were the result of random grabbing and putting them on.

It was the female voice in the room asking Mrs. Cooper if she needed help.

"Ma'am, we have no ill intentions..." Bruce quickly stood up and explained. Fortunately, Mrs. Cooper returned to the living room with a tray of brewed coffee at this time, preventing a possible verbal battle.

"All right, all right, Jess. This is Gero's classmate Jason and his father, Mr. Wayne, and they are here to pay their respects." After Mrs. Cooper explained briefly to the fierce woman, she piled up again. Putting down the coffee in front of Bruce and Jason with a smile on his face, "I'm so sorry, this is my sister Jessica. She came to Gotham to help after hearing about Ge Luo. She didn't mean any harm."

"It's okay, I understand." Gentleman Bruce said to the two ladies that he was not offended at all.

"I'm sorry." Jessica apologized very simply. She rubbed her temples and looked at the door tiredly. "Since the incident happened, the annoying tabloid reporters kept coming to harass me, so I'm a little nervous."

"So, you are Ge Luo's friend? I don't mean to offend, but I can't believe that after what happened, there are still people willing to be Ge Luo's friend, oh, my poor girl...she doesn't deserve to be This hurts..." Mrs. Cooper tugged at her cuff, her eyes were red.

Jessica pulled out two sheets of toilet paper and handed them over, sat down on the arm of Mrs. Cooper's couch and began to trace her back in circles.This set of actions can be seen at a glance that it is not the first time I have done it.

"Look, is it the same as I said, there will always be discerning people in the world who won't listen to those messy rumors." Jessica said so, but her eyes betrayed her, even Jessica She didn't even believe that such a person existed, she just repeated these comforting words like reciting lines, "Why don't you go lie down? You didn't sleep much yesterday, get up, let's go lie down, be good... "

Jessica cast an apologetic look at Bruce and Jason, and helped the sobbing Mrs. Cooper into the room bit by bit.

"Jason." Bruce whispered.

"I know, check the nearest trash newspaper." Jason made a clear gesture.

The tabloids that stalk celebrities, the rich, or media that smear specific groups never entered Wayne's mailbox.But that doesn't mean Batman doesn't know where to find them when he needs them.

Jessica returned to the living room and took Mrs. Cooper's seat.

"Okay, whatever you want, say it. Then please go back, don't torture Emma. She is about to break down, she just needs a little peace, and you people don't even have such a small Are you unwilling to give her alms even if you ask for it?"

Bruce and Jason exchanged a look, and Jason was responsible for speaking:

"Uh, Ms. Jessica?"

"Jessica is fine, save those garrulous honorifics."

"Okay, Jessica. I'm actually Gloria's classmate, we went to Hampton High together. I was in Crime Lane before I got adopted by Bruce, oh...you're not from Gotham, it's kind of a ghetto places like that, so...Gloria is one of the very few people who doesn't push me or walk around me because of my background."

Jessica looked a little shaken by Jason's explanation, at least she was sitting in a less defensive position.

"Ge Luo is a sweet and good girl. She believes that everyone is kind. She believes that when people get along with others, someone should be the first to show kindness, and she wants to be the one who shows kindness first." Jessica turned her head with a wry smile. Check out the pictures on the wall.

In the photo of the Cooper family, Mrs. Cooper and Mr. Cooper are holding Gloria in their arms and grinning brilliantly at the camera. The girl is wearing a simple T-shirt and denim shorts, and her sunglasses are worn on her head like a headband. In the photo above, Kate Spade's cat-shaped bag is slanted in front of her body, she is wearing flip-flop sandals, and the nails of her hands and feet are painted with bright finger paint. At a glance, she can tell that she is loved by her parents in the palm of her hand, carefree little girl. "Yeah. I remember watching her help out in the charity kitchen." Jason lowered his head and scratched his nails. "I felt ashamed at the time because there were a few other girls with her, and they didn't really So... loving. So I was going to leave and find something to eat, but she saw me in the line, and she started gesticulating and mouthing, telling me to wait for her outside. Then maybe Like 30 minutes, she came out the back door with a sandwich and juice, we didn't talk much or anything, she just told me about the time she volunteered there, but I never went back. You know... Pride or something .”

"That's our little angel, our Gero." Jessica sniffed, with a proud smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Some things happened after that. I was adopted by Bruce, and then I transferred to another school... A lot of things, and then I heard... Sorry." Jason deliberately avoided words like "death", "This Is there another reason besides bullying at school? Is there anything I can do to help? I really want to help and I owe her."

"You're such a smart kid, ha!" Jessica raised her eyebrows at Jason, but most of her eyes were focused on Bruce, "But what does your rich dad say? I might not be Gotham Man, but I also know Playboy Wayne. A man like you doesn't go for hot models, but comes here to care about young girls who commit suicide? How do I know you're not trying to use Golo to make your name? Philanthropist, huh? "

Bruce was not irritated at all, he just took out his mobile phone and put it on the table, and turned on the recording function: "I, Bruce Wayne, can assure you, I am purely from the standpoint of a parent who wants to help my son's friends, and I don't want to consume the library Ms. Cooper's intentions. Nothing you tell us will be used against Mr. or Mrs. Cooper."

After the recording ended, Bruce raised his mobile phone and gestured to the shocked Jessica: "How can I send you the recording file?"

"Uh, no...no need." Jessica rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a can of mineral water, and took a few sips, "Huh! Okay, I believe you, Mr. Wayne, for what you just said Move, I believe you really want to help. Then please, use your banknotes or contacts or whatever, let the gossip die down, it's a stupid 12 year old girl who got scammed, Emma and Stanley Not some pedophile or a pimping parent."

"What?" Jason and Bruce were both taken aback by what Jessica said.

"You bastard." Jessica cursed a few words through gritted teeth, "That's the way it is, at least that's what Ge Luo told us - young kids these days will play live broadcasts and things like that, Ge Luo Luo will also broadcast some live broadcasts of her singing or going shopping with friends to match clothes, etc. These are all watched by her children, and she is not an Internet celebrity. About a year ago, an audience chatted with her in private, Ge Luo Became friends with "her", at least Ge Luo thinks so."

"Then, one day, the other party asked her to show her breasts in the video - I know what you are trying to say, it sounds stupid, how could anyone be so stupid as to do this kind of thing? But if it's your friend, you You think you know each other very well, and the other party says, 'Hey, brother, let's compare the size of the second child, you go first!' What will you do? Everyone is male, you have some, and I have one, are you afraid you will see it?"

Jessica sighed deeply: "At least that's what Ge Luo thinks, everyone is a girl, and the other party didn't pester her much after she quickly lifted her blouse to reveal her breasts, and didn't ask her to show off. Posing or something. So she didn't mind. She's only 12, for God's sake! I was 12 and the girls in my class were grabbing each other's boobs for size comparisons!"

"But things changed a year later. Someone privately chatted with Ge Luo on Facebook, threatening her with a picture of her topless, and if she didn't make more videos, the picture would be sent to her classmates. And all relatives and friends." Jessica's eyes were red, but she was obviously much calmer than Mrs. Cooper, "Ge Luo refused, she thought the other party was just bluffing, and a photo couldn't represent anything, she Didn't do anything to hurt others, and I searched a lot of pictures on the Internet that are more erotic than her breasts. Silly girl, I don't know what is scary."

Jason interrupted Jessica suddenly, his voice was terribly calm: "Let me guess, this person really sent the photo, and did something else."

"Oh, of course." Every word Jessica said seemed to be poisoned, "You fucking put that photo on the website of yo|

Jason finally knew where the malicious comments from his classmates came from.

There was progress in the case, but he wasn't at all happy about it.

It should be said that he felt nothing.

Nothing but emptiness.