[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

Maybe it was because Atar's shocked gaze was too funny, Connor turned his back, laughed, and shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go to their house." He turned around after laughing and coughed, "Bruce Wayne will come to Star City tomorrow night, we just need to bring you to the banquet .”

"Even if you agree, neither Roy nor Oliver will agree."

Atal breathed a sigh of relief.

"But plan it carefully," Connor pointed his finger at the table, "in the fastest and most efficient way."

"I accept." Atar said, "It's all up to you."

He thought of Damian's idea. Since he had deliberately concealed his appearance for the past three years, it meant that there was definitely a League of Assassins in it—it didn't want him to be noticed by anyone other than the Green Arrow family.

If there is a big explosion at the banquet of Quinn Enterprise, I believe it will not be able to sit still, and will send people here soon. This is considered a plan.

Connor stared at him for a while, then reached out and touched his cheek: "Got it."

"Okay, you don't have to worry about the rest," Connor put down his hands and stood up, the sun was shining outside the window, his blond hair was shining brightly, "Shall we go for a walk?"

Atal nodded, Connor reached out to him, he put his hand in Connor's hand, he pulled him up, led him out of the living room, pushed open the door, and then naturally let go.

Star City is very different from Gotham. Gotham gives him a feeling of continuous rain and seldom sunny, but Star City is more energetic, cleaner and tidy, with sunshine wantonly, as if the haze never existed.

Connor led him to the back edge of the manor, where there was a large forest belonging to the Quinn family. The sun shone through the overlapping leaves, casting dot-like shadows, and the breeze was warm and gentle.

"I still remember when you first came here, I taught you how to make a bow and arrow." Connor approached a particularly tall old tree, put his hands on the rough trunk, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You learn quickly, no In three days, I made my first bow and arrow for myself."

As a tradition of the Green Arrow family, the first bow and arrow a newcomer uses to practice is made by himself——

The simplest one is to choose a tough branch as the body of the bow and arrow, tie it with an elastic rope, and the bow and arrow is ready.Then cut a few other branches, use them as arrows, adjust the details, and you're done.

He, Roy, and Atar's first bows and arrows were all made of branches broken from this branch, which was more like a silent oath, a close connection.

"Here," Connor squatted down and pointed to the bottom of the trunk, "our names are engraved."

He motioned Attar to approach.

Atal walked to Connor's side, looked down, and saw a bunch of little ants working hard to climb over the exposed roots of the tree trunk.Moving his gaze upwards, he found those crooked English words: Atal Quinn.

And next to his name is Roy Harper, and the person who wrote it marked a small heart between his name and Roy's name, and then to the right is Connor Hawke.

The names of the three people are closely next to each other.

"Roy did it," Connor said reproachfully, but without any real anger.

Atal didn't speak, because he didn't remember any of this.

Then he suddenly felt melancholy, and in this breeze, Connor smiled at him because he remembered the past, but he couldn't make any answer. It would be fair to Connor if he could remember.

Connor rubbed his fingers on the tree trunk, but there was no response, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Oliver is rough, Roy has other things on his mind, but I'm not."

He stood up, turned his face to look at Atar quietly, his gaze made the latter feel as if he was wrapped in a warm cloud, and Atar couldn't help standing up too, taking a step back.

"You looked at me strangely last night," Connor said flatly, his blond hair glaring. "And I did find out something in Star City. You are related to other forces."

"Connor—" Atal was startled, "I—"

He was stunned for a moment, and thousands of words were merged into one sentence——

Listen to my explanation, in fact, I didn't know it half a day ago!

"Hush." ​​Connor stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead. Atar covered his head, and did not choose to defend himself, but looked at him earnestly, desperately trying to convey his meaning through his eyes.

Connor put his hand back to his side, and said, "But I still believe in you, our little hunter."

"I judge by myself, I don't judge everything just by appearance." He said softly.

"You lost your memory, you must have a plan. But it doesn't matter if you can't remember, after all, we are all by your side."

Although Connor was puzzled by the current situation of his eyes changing and amnesia, he didn't choose to ask, but took a step back, giving him room to breathe.

Atar felt his limbs go limp, as if a warm current passed through him, like a seriously ill patient who had been sentenced to death and then recovered suddenly. Although his mind was blank, tears burst out suddenly.

He didn't know what he was crying for, as if a past self wanted to get out of this heavy body, trying to vent a lot of pressure, but the blankness still cut off everything.

Connor reached out to him and laughed, "Do you need this?"

Atar quickly reached out his hand to wipe away his tears, and said awkwardly, "...don't."

As a 16-year-old boy, it would be embarrassing enough to be seen dropping a golden bean. If he had another hug, he would be no different from a child. Atal is not that childish.

But Connor took a step towards him and hugged him actively.

"Welcome home," he said, smelling faintly of pine.

The hug didn't last long before Connor let go of him, pushed him away gently, raised his hand to wipe the wetness from Atar's cheek with the cuff of his shirt, and didn't mind the crumpled appearance of his original suit of.

"I'm going to deal with company affairs," Connor said. The 19-year-old took over the huge Quinn Enterprises two years ago. You go."

"That……"

Atal wanted to ask, what preparations would he make for tomorrow night's plan, but Connor shook his head at him, stopped his words, and looked a little helpless.

"Let's have fun today," he reached out and touched Atar's head, "Let's talk about tomorrow's matter."

"After all, Star City has me."

……

Atal went back to his room in a daze, the moment he closed the door, he threw himself on his bed with a "wow", rolled around a few times, grabbed the pillow to cover his face, and suffocated himself.

...I was treated like a child just now.

This feels a bit novel, Atal thought shyly as he buried himself in the pillow.

Because when he woke up from that strange town, he realized how powerful he was.So when getting along with Green Arrow, or even Jason, there was no emotion of "I can rely without a bottom line".

On a deeper level, he still has a desire to protect Jason, otherwise he wouldn't have drawn him to Star City. After all, Jason is really as cute as a cat.

Only Connor would talk to him in such a very natural posture of a protector, as if this was a perfectly normal thing, and there was a feeling that even if the sky fell, he would take it for granted that he would support Atar .

Connor is so nice...

Well, a nice guy.

The Green Arrows are all good.

Lying on the bed alone, Atar turned over and stared at the top of the bed. For a while, the beauty was bubbling, and he felt a sense of preciousness mixed with gratitude in his heart, as if floating in the clouds.

——It turns out that this is the feeling of being cared about.

He will keep it in mind.

After dazed for a while, Atar got up from the bed and walked to his desk, where a book was spread out. He wanted to know what his past self was thinking, so he pulled out his chair and sat on it. .

He carefully removed the colored feather bookmark and set it aside, his hand resting on the page to keep it from snapping.

Then Atar turned his gaze to the book, but when he saw the contents of the page clearly, he was surprised for a moment.

Because this is not a book at all, but a diary.

"To get rid of it, so it all started."

There was such a string of messy English words in the center of the blank paper, which should have been written by himself.

"Atal Quinn."

Atar flipped through the diary, only the first half of it was used, and it was crowded, but there were not many writings in it, instead, there were many papers of various materials torn from various places.

He turned to the most recent page, which was a week ago, filled with torn parts of several newspapers, smoothed the wrinkled corners, and looked at it with a frown.

["The Star City Prosecutor committed suicide by suffocating bizarrely, suspected to be due to excessive election pressure, or there may be a shady plot"

"He's crazy," the blonde cried, moving no one. "He started sleepwalking days ago, talking nonsense."

"His mental state is very bad. We all found that when he went to work, he was always distracted and talking to himself in the air."

"There is a kind of crazy temperament, bloodshot eyes can be seen, and there are traces of self-mutilation."

"It's messed up."]

Attached is a handwritten note in blue ink: Suicide by drowning in bathtub, no signs of struggle.

However, another seemingly unrelated piece of news was pasted on the very side—"Star City's Biggest Auction Will Be Launched in July". The auction time happened to be a few days before the suicide case of the prosecutor in Star City.

The blue ink appeared again: it had been bought by him.

Atar fell into deep thought, but a system voice came from his ear.

[Intermediate task:

Stop undercover identities from being discovered] - REDACTED

[post task:

Find out the Star City plan of the Assassin Alliance——The Unspeakable Fear]

So... is this the real reason the League of Assassins let him go undercover with the Green Arrows?

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Connor for getting a good person card!

Connor:  …

Speaking of which, Connor in this article is set with blond hair and blue eyes, because I prefer the color of Connor in this version2333

Connor is really clean and self-sufficient + blue-faced and troublesome. I can't forget the embarrassing expression on Connor's face when the flight attendant was jealous of him when he was on the plane

This cub from the Green Arrow family can be said to be really pure and clear. He has a face similar to Oliver, but he is not a playboy at all. He is also a gentleman who is very considerate to ladies and spoils his two younger sisters and elder brother. .

S: In this article, the sisters should not appear.

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