Chapter 18

On the corner of the second floor of Wayne Hospital, a conversation is going on in a not quiet place.

Rachel didn’t care about Cyber's teasing. She looked at herself in the photo very seriously. It should have been taken secretly when she was off work one day, but this is not the point. Her pretty eyes soon Sweeping the trace of blood on the back of the photo, as an assistant to the district attorney who often dealt with criminals, she immediately realized that Cyber's method of obtaining this photo might not be so "just".

However, the bar guy in front of her was doing her a favor. Being a prosecutor in Gotham is a very dangerous profession, especially to be a prosecutor who insists on justice. It almost takes everyday all get ready to die, now that Cyber has warned her, Jamie won't want to get it so easy.

And most importantly, Falcone has been taken into custody and will be prosecuted soon. Rachel has 9 points of confidence to send this Gotham's gang boss to jail, as long as Falcone is prosecuted, Jamie The little shrimp who couldn't help on the countertop didn't dare to do anything to her.

"Thank you for your warning, Mr. Cyber, I will remember your kindness."

Rachel stuffed the photo in her pocket, a little bit cold to thank you, but As she crossed Cyber and left the corridor amidst the clatter of high heels stepping on the ground, Rachel suddenly said,

"Mr. Cyber...you are very mysterious, but forgive me to speak bluntly, you are walking A very dangerous road."

"en?"

"Sergeant Gordon detained the material about the attack on Officer Robin, but you have to know that this is a modern society There are a lot of camera equipment on the corner of Gotham, and I think you should be careful recently... You know, this city is quite chaotic, and bureaucrats have become money dogs, so not only we can see those videos. "

The beauty prosecutor stopped, and then lowered her voice again,

"So if I were you, I would choose to wear a mask next time..."

Cyber's expression in this brief moment became serious, because Rachel's reminder was just right.

His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized!

Why do those bastards who attack Robin wear masks, and why Batman wears like a circus performer? Obviously this is not because the city is full of mental disorders and transvestites. This is to protect themselves!

The old man reminded him more than once that there is still some order in Gotham. He used to think he was talking about judicial justice on the surface, but now from Rachel’s warning reminder, he only The taste is out of taste.

The forces here are intertwined. If you can’t protect yourself, you will easily fall into this big web that has been woven and lose everything completely. This is a dangerous place, just like a intertwined spider web. , May be captured by the hunter at any time.

"It's terrible! This ghost place!"

Cyber murmured, and he moved his neck. When looking out the window, the sun shone brightly towards the place, but There is a special gloomy taste, because no matter how much he can hit, he is only one person. For now, there are too many people in this city that can make him disappear with their fingers.

Even Jamie, the quayside boss that can't be mentioned, almost killed him.

The slight pride in the youngster's heart has taken a little away, and it has become deeper. He looked back at Robin's ward, and then took a deep breath. Fortunately, he didn't understand. It's too late.

But now that he has been on the line with Rachel, he doesn't mind developing it a bit more. Rachel's words just showed that the energy of this beauty prosecutor is much greater than he thought.

So he turned his head quickly and moved towards Rachel, who hadn’t gone far, waved his mobile phone,

"Beauty, if you don’t mind, leave a call."

"Oh"

Rachel turned around, with a smile in those eyes,

"What is the name? Mr. Volunteer Policeman."

"Just as...well, as a friend, besides, I don’t actually mind providing security services for a beautiful woman. As you know, the old man only hired me for three days. Today is the last day. I am about to be unemployed."

Cyber spreads out his hands, "Also, I am not a voluntary policeman, you know, I am... well, a violent, so I would like to experience being friends with me Do you feel like it?"

Rachel was shocked by this statement. From her job as a local prosecutor’s assistant after graduation to now, no bad guy would talk to her like this, but as an excellent Assistant prosecutor, Rachel's eyes quickly narrowed into a nice arc, she shrugged,

"I can't afford a bodyguard, but a friend, I can..."

The two exchanged phone calls. Before leaving, Rachel habitually stroked her hair and said to Cyber,

"This city is terrible, Mr. Cyber, from the bottom of my heart, I don’t like you. Such a person who uses violence to solve problems, but Robin is a good policeman. He and Mr. Gordon are the only two good people in the entire Gotham Police Station. So, thank you for everything you have done for Robin, but if you do something unjust Things, and if I see it..."

"Justice?"

Cyber raised his eyes and looked at Rachel, "As an adult in his 20s, you really Believe this stuff?"

Rachel nodded, Cyber is not the first person to ask this question. She is used to answering this question a long time ago.

"I believe it!"

"Even in Gotham?"

"Yes, even in Gotham!"

Cyber looked at Rachel, not letting go of that pretty face As a result, he saw the firmness in Rachel's eyes. He is no stranger to this look. In the dark age, these people are the hope of holding on to the light, but he doesn't like such people.

He suddenly remembered today’s trip to the narrow island, he pondered for a few seconds, leaned against the wall and said,

"Did you know? Miss Rachel, in this modern In the city, there is another slum that I can't imagine, and I don't want to step into it at all. I killed a person there, about 2-3 hours ago."

Rachel's expression became serious. Cyber didn't care, he just wanted to use this to test Rachel's essence.

There are so many people who claim to be righteous, but in fact they are stubborn and confused. What they pursue is not justice at all, but a self-paranoid goal. The true righteous people know how to compromise and Sacrificing a little principle in exchange for justice, Cyber has to see if Rachel is such an idiot. He doesn't want a paranoia around him.

"That was a fatty who took drugs, bought gambling, joined a gang, and abused a child. He is on the narrow island. You have seen Katherine, right...that’s the child I rescued. You can go and see The scars on her body, you will not be able to realize such a thing in your life, I killed him, No, no, no, maybe you can save the fatty life in the past, I left him there and waited for death. By the way, do you know where the money he bought for poison X came from?"

Rachel did not answer, but she had already guessed the answer, she felt a kind of weakness, every time she heard this, she and her When her justice can't change things at all, she will feel that the justice she is talking about is similar to a joke.

She looked at Cyber's dark eyes that could be used as an abyss, and even dodged a bit.

"Fur...Now do you dare to say that you believe in justice?"

Cyber took out a box of cigarettes he had just bought from his pocket, and he buried his face there. In the mist,

"The old man is right. As far as I have seen in the past three days, the city is no longer saved. Rachel, you are not suitable for this place. Sooner or later your work will let you send In death, Poshkin’s affair is just an introduction. With my poor imagination, I can guess how many people would want you to die... As a woman, you should know that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death. …So as a friend, Rachel, I have to say…"

She also felt the sincerity in Cyber’s words, even if it was only the second meeting between the two people, she still interrupted Cyber’s persuasion, yes She smiled,

"No, this is my choice. I was born here, I grew up here, I will stay here, I firmly believe that the things I look forward to will come back. Also, I'm sorry, Cyber, I was wrong just now, you are a good person, you are much better than most people in this city."

Cyber shrugged, he simply put out the cigarette butt on the window. , Made a helpless expression at Rachel,

"Well, then remember my phone number, your justice can't solve the trouble, I will try to rush to help you..."

youngster grinned,

"But I don’t have a driver’s license, and Gotham’s traffic is very bad, so I don’t know if you can hold on until I come to save you. Well, you’d better bring some useful My self-protection supplies, yes, I mean, the electric shock device you carry with you can’t protect you!"

Now it’s Rachel’s turn to be surprised. The beauty prosecutor is holding the file bag , Her eyes widened,

"How do you know that I carry an electric shock device with me?"

Cyber's eyes swept over her curvaceous body, retracting her eyes, a little embarrassing Said, "How do you say, next time you should wear looser clothes."

People coming, people going, Rachel blushed, but she couldn't help it. She stared at Cyber fiercely. At a glance, turned was about to leave, and as a result, Cyber took a step forward and put something in her hand.

"Only sharp things can protect you, aim at the bastards who are trying to bully you, poke the pointed side fiercely, don’t worry, you can’t die, and it can tell others, don’t Come to provoke you!"

Rachel didn’t need to lower her head to know what Cyber had put into her hand. It was a sheathed dagger. She gritted her teeth and watched turned away and moved towards her. Cyber, who waved his hand, finally put it in his bag.

But soon, when Rachel walked into her office, she met a guy she didn't want to meet very much.

"Ms. Rachel, it’s nice to see you here."

Crane, who came out of the local prosecutor’s office, stroked his gold glasses. He seemed very happy to meet. To the assistant prosecutor, but under the shining of the street lamp, there was a cold gleam in the depths of those lover-like eyes.

He has a typical American white face, brown hair, looks a little thin, gentle, dressed in a suitable and straight suit, holding a black briefcase in his hand, the whole person has a kind of high The temperament of an intellectual, but it's hard to like it, if you have to describe it.

It's like a poisonous snake crawling in the sun, no matter how glamorous the appearance, no matter how beautiful the scales, it can't conceal the vicious inside.

This guy must not have many friends!

Rachel was a little surprised when she saw Crane approaching oncoming, but she quickly recovered, and she showed Crane a kind but repelling smile that was beyond a thousand li.

"Doctor Crane, I rarely see you at this time. Why? Are you going to appear in court again to defend those assassins?...Also, call me Miss. Young!"

Rachel's words were somewhat harsh, and Crane's white face showed a trace of embarrassment and impatience, but it soon became that polite look again.

"No, Miss Rachel, I just went to the prison to visit Falcone at the invitation of the prosecutor. The old fogey has had his wrist cut three times in the past seven days. I have to check if he is There are some special mental illnesses."

Doctor Crane moved towards Rachel and waved his hand, and said a little deliberately,

"Hey, what am I telling you about... In short, whether he is sick or not, I will try my best to complete my work. By the way, good night, miss, go back and rest early."

Crane reached out and stopped a taxi and quickly left the inspection. But Rachel's expression was cold. Crane is an absolute badass. As Gotham’s most famous psychologist and psychologist, he has helped the gangster Falcone’s killers many times. This time he is going to help Falcone again. The purpose of appraisal is self-evident!

But she touched her file bag, thinking of the stuff that the bat-like guy gave her last night, Rachel sneered again on her face.

"Wait, Crane, this time will not let you easily succeed!"

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