Chapter 6
Five minutes later, the two capable guys carried their badly injured Boss and hapless companion in a dingy manner, drove quickly and left the bar, before leaving, They also left the whole body of money and weapons, so Cyber added another 700 dollars, two daggers, a pistol that seemed to have been used for a long time, and a magazine full of bullets.
Cyber stood at the door and waved goodbye to the black SUV, and then blew a whistle, saying to the old man and the young police officer sitting opposite him, "Jamie is good to his subordinates. Ah, this kind of goods can be equipped with guns, tch tch tut, this treatment is really amazing."
The police officer's complexion is very solemn,
"That's Jamie Brother Poshkin...it’s said that they are the real brother. You almost killed Poshkin and Jamie won’t let it go."
In this regard, Cyber shrugged, obviously, the old man didn’t sell the bar. Tell this guy about the incident, but now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Cyber will not have any trouble with the police officer who spoke coldly to him.
Everyone is an adult anyway, right?
Because the old man's "good son" returned early, the old man closed early today, saying that he was going to cook his own son to entertain his son.
When the old man is busy, the boring Cyber is young and promising. The tall and handsome police officer sits on the bar table with big eyes staring at small eyes.
"I said, Robin, don’t look at me with the eyes of criminals...I’m just protecting the safety of the old man. He hired me, and I have to help him clean the bar and tidy up the damned ones. The glass cup."
Cyber propped his chin with his left hand, and while playing with the coins in his hand, he said to Robin, the handsome young police officer with short black hair, "Actually, last night I I also helped him solve a few troubles. You see, we are in the same group, do you understand?"
"Call me John! Thank you"
Robin's hands are indifferent On the table, he looked at Cyber's right hand, as if the blood stains on it had not been cleaned, Detective Robin was a youngster with very keen senses, otherwise he would not be a police officer at a young age. Use this as an intern The police officer’s superior, Sheriff Gordon, said, "Robin is a born criminal terminator."
Now, this keen criminal terminator can smell this even across a table. The smell of blood on the youngster named Cyber · Hawk... is stronger than that of the murderers in the black liquid prison.
This is a real ruthless character. He shouldn't be unknown in Gotham. More importantly, people like him shouldn't appear next to the old man, especially now when he is enmity with Jamie.
"Okay, okay, let's talk frankly, Robin!"
Cyber puts down his left hand supporting his chin, and also spreads his hands on the table with a A very sincere voice said,
"I really won’t get into trouble, do you understand? At least until the old man pays me the salary I deserve and makes it clear that I don’t need my help, I I won’t cause any trouble for you and him. This is your site. I’m just a poor temporary resident. When the old man gets rich, I will leave and go to the city center to find a job as a cleaner or cleaning dishes. A lifetime of attempt nothing and accomplish nothing, we won’t meet again, OK?”
Robin’s response to this is, “I’ll stare at you, and you’d better follow what you said. Do it, otherwise I don’t mind throwing you in jail, or worse, the Arkham lunatic asylum opened by Dr. Crane. I heard that it’s all yours."
For this threat, Cyber shrugged Now he still doesn’t know what Arkham asylum means. On the contrary, his interest quickly shifted to Robin. He used his own chair to sit beside Robin, ignoring the rubbing of the chair on the floor. In a high-pitched voice, he asked in a sneaky whisper,
"I'm actually very curious, the old man said that your name is Robin, but I just saw your police officer's ID clearly read "John · Blake" , And you are only 19 years old this year. Under normal circumstances, children at this age should still be in school, but you are already a Gotham's trainee police officer, so are you interested in explaining it for me? Robin brother, I know the old man has some background , But I hope you can tell me something...well, what I should know."
In the face of Cyber's close and sensitive things, Robin is obviously not interested in answering, but it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t answer. , Cyber is like a machine gun, constantly talking about my own guesses,
"Then let’s play a guess and guess game, um, you are definitely not the son of an old man, unless this The old man is so strong that he can give birth to a child at the age of 60, so based on your current situation, I guess you should be an orphan. The surname Blake, including the stupid name John, should be given to you by your adoptive parents, and your real name It's Robin..."
I heard Cyber's speculation that Robin's left hand on the table was clenched into a fist at this brief moment, so Cyber knew that he was right. This did not make him more proud. On the contrary, His france d Stand up, hold your arms, rub your chin with your thumbs, then walk around Robin, muttering in his mouth,
"old man is not your adoptive parent, but he does Calling you a good son, you also have a feeling for him similar to father. Obviously, there are stories about your encounter with him. I can't guess the specific story, but I think it should be related to abuse and running away from home. …So after you are lucky enough to meet the old man, you have to make a career to prove yourself. Now it seems that you are probably influenced by the other side of the old man. What you are pursuing is some kind of justice...want to be A decent person, or an idealist, do you hope that there is no crime in this world, or do your best to end crime, am I right? "
Robin's fists were clenched tighter, but at the next moment, he sighed and asked in a low voice, "Why do you think so?" "
Cyber laughed and stopped talking. At the same moment, the old man in an apron walked over with two plates of cut beef and asked Robin and Cyber to serve food together. This This interrupted the "friendly" communication between Cyber and Robin, but it didn't matter. Cyber needed information has been collected.
When the old man took Robin’s hand to pray before the meal, Cyber Holding a glass of wine with a playful smile, looking at Robin sitting across from him, this youngster is very unusual, with a special kind of innate talent, keen senses and vigorous posture, but he will not affect his life, so No threat.
Um...no threat, it means that you can be friends.
But what makes Cyber depressed and novel is that the old man communicates with his good son during the meal. They were all things that made him unable to understand, what Star City, what Mutant, what superhero and so on.
Cyber skillfully eats the meat steak with a knife and fork, while supporting his ears from their conversation. Collecting the information he needs in the world, he soon realized that this unfamiliar world really seems to have things like superpowers, magic, and witchcraft, and there seems to be something called Mutant active in all parts of the world. Strange creatures, they are the same as humans, but they have superpowers like this.
Finally, it’s about superheroes. It is said that they are a group of people who use their power to help the city in order to make society better." Corresponding to the “volunteer police” is a group of guys called “super criminals”.
In short, after listening to these chattering chats, Cyber's first reaction was:
This is really not his past world anymore!
He can be sure that based on his original world, it is impossible to give birth to superheroes and super criminals, let alone those related to Mutant with the same superpowers.
In this world, all kinds of super criminals are rampant, and those radical Mutants live by their side, ready to make big news at any time, and some he doesn’t know the place at all. The country is at war, and the entire world looks like a state of chaos and order.
Finally, Cyber summed it up and came to a tragic conclusion:
It seems that an ordinary person like him is still looking for a job that doesn’t require a brain, trying nothing and accomplish nothing. Life is better.
To be honest, this very rich dinner is very boring, because the old man always talks to Robin about things that Cyber is not interested in at all, but even assholes like Cyber can get from these two I experience a unique feeling between individuals, and maybe that thing is called family affection.
This made Cyber, who was running a carriage in his mind, feel a little...jealous, but soon disappeared without a trace. He picked up a newspaper and collected all the news that was useful to him, turning his head from time to time. looked towards the bar, he didn't forget his responsibilities, nor did he forget what the old man hired him for.
Fortunately, tonight seems to be very quiet, except for some drunks sitting not far away drinking. Well, the light spots from their smoking means that they have been there for 2 hours.
Cyber has a smile at the corner of his mouth, and I might have some fun tonight.
"Okay, old man, I am going back to the police station. Mr. Gordon has suppressed a lot of cases. Falcone bought almost everyone in the police station. It’s really bad! I have to deal with that damn tomorrow. Crane, the gentle ruffian who always collects money to do things. There are a lot of things over there. I'm going back and busy, old man."
The detective who had a few drinks picked up his own from the table. Hat, hugged the old man, and then looked at Cyber vigilantly, with a hint of warning. The latter was buried in the newspaper without looking at him at all.
The old man sent his good boy to the door. A few minutes later, Cyber heard the sound of the Mustang police car’s engine starting, and then the old man hummed and walked back to the bar, and began to clean up the things on the table. Dishes, and Cyber looked back at the window, the red light spot that was still faintly lit just now has disappeared.
He put down the newspaper, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth,
"old man, you love your good son, I can tell..."
"Huh huh?"
The old man took his corncob pipe in his mouth and glanced at Cyber condescendingly, snorted from his nostrils, "So what? My good son has a bright future. He is much better than your villain."
Cyber made a face to Christian old man, then pointed out the window,
"Two hours ago, I sat there With 5 alcoholics, just after your good son left, the alcoholics are gone...you know what I mean?"
"peng"
old man's wine glass When he hit the ground, he was shocked, and then looked at Cyber with a gloomy face,
"Why didn't you say it earlier!"
Cyber showed an innocent expression, "You again Did not ask me!"
"Enough! Go and help! Did I hire you to watch the fun? You go first, and I will come later!"
Cyber shrugged, Instead of getting up, he put the two guns in his pockets on the table. He looked at the old man innocently, and then at the two civilian-type defensive firearms.
"I swear to God, I really want to go, old man, but with these two toy guns, I guess I can only bury poor Robin. You know, this thing is more than 30 meters, even I can’t punch my arms anymore."
"Asshole!"
The old man turned around and lay on his own bar, flipped his hands for a few seconds, and then threw a wooden block to Cyber Box, the latter opened it, and then blew a whistle.
"M9, I like this thing, but unfortunately there is only one."
It is a silver white, streamlined pistol as a whole, with a slightly protruding barrel, black. The handle is obviously maintained with great care by the user. Under the slightly dim light of the bar, it shines with blurred and cold rays of light.
Cyber took it in his hand and pulled out the magazine, which was full of brass bullets.
"ka ka"
The murder weapon turned around in Cyber's hands and then disappeared in his pocket. He opened the door and made a gesture to the old man With the gesture of OK, flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
He is wearing old man’s old clothes, and his black coat floats backwards in the still cold dark night. Cyber is jogging forward, the street in front of him looks a little fuzzy under the dim street light, allowing Cyber to enter In a special sense of sight.
Sometime in the past, he seemed to be like this, running in the dark, what was he going to do at that time?
Go to kill? It seems so...Although the past memories are like fragments and irregular, but between those fragments, there is always a mixture of scattered blood and coldness. With a gun, a knife, and both hands, how many people did he kill?
Are there any idealists like Robin among those people?
Are there any guys like old man who seeks life in a gray area?
Are there any guys like yourself who have a chaotic past?
Heavy sense organs press on Cyber's shoulders. In this brief moment, he even can't breathe. His steps can't help but slow down, but when he lifts the head again, he sees the surroundings The scene completely different from the one in his memory caused a sudden shock in his brain.
Yes, this is not the world of the past!
This is a New World!
Yes, so the past, let it pass, you must have a new life! After taking care of the old man’s employment, 2Frigg, you will be truly free, when the time comes... Go where you want to go!
"Hey, bastard! Aren't you arrogant? Come on, hit me!"
A tyrannical shout, coupled with the sound of some kind of heavy object hitting the human body, will Cyber I woke up from the imagination of the future life.
He stopped abruptly and walked quickly to the corner without making a sound. He looked at the Mustang police car that had been forced to stop and the broken window not far from the street light in front of him. The glass stained with blood, and the youngster surrounded by five guys and fell to the ground.
Cyber licked his lips, smoothly put a touch on the belt under his coat, two daggers were put into his hands, he took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, making him feel The blood began to flow again.
"hehe, my good son Robin...you owe me once."