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

Doctor Strange was tasked with finding Attar's body.

While Atar was talking to Jason, Dick leaned in front of Stephen and watched him draw a few patterns in the air with his hands, and immediately there were traces of fire, like the feather tail of a burning phoenix, in the air current. trembling.

Stephen glanced at Atar, and then said to Dick: "It stands to reason that his consciousness will not leave when the ceremony is not completed."

Dick was taken aback: "So..."

"There are two possibilities. First, the consciousness of this body has been damaged countless times, so it will be ejected as soon as it comes into contact with the medium."

Dick said, "...it shouldn't be this?"

"Second, he doesn't have the will to survive, and he doesn't get the meaning of living."

Stephen explained in a low voice to Dick whose body stiffened suddenly: "If the human body is compared to a piece of fertile soil, then the will is the tree that takes root on it. Unless the body actively destroys the will, then a tree cannot leave the soil... I know you understand I mean."

Dick raised his eyes and looked at Atal not far away. The other party seemed to be amused by what Jason said, but Dick has always been very sensitive to emotions, so he could detect that there was not much smile in his eyes, as if he was a little cold. Feelings of worry linger.

It was hard to say whether Jason had noticed this, but he still pretended to know nothing and chatted with Atar.

These are two people who are pretending to let each other not worry too much.

"I still don't believe the second point," Dick said at last.

"Then, I have reason to think that he is because of the first point," Doctor Strange shrugged, his cloak always fluttering towards Dick, "You can think about how to keep things from going from the first point to the second Here's my little suggestion."

"I'm a person who puts interests first," Stephen continued to perfect the magic circle, and he was cracking another mage's concealment spell, "and I don't like to do useless work. If I find his body and he doesn't want to go back, then this It's your business."

He was right, Stephen did not know Atar, nor did he have any special friendship.

And he used to be a doctor, and he had seen too many people struggling on the verge of death, so he didn't lament too much about Atar's current situation, he was just a person who got paid to do things.

"...He, he is a good boy." Dick said suddenly, "I don't know why he would do that."

His expression was a little dazed.

From the perspective of others, Atar couldn't be happier.

He was adopted by the Quinn family, who loved him very much, and Dick and the others were willing to give everything for him. Even if there were misunderstandings, they were all eliminated, so no matter how you look at his life, his life is not like The look of losing meaning.

Stephen's words are groundless, he really has no reason to do so, Atar is not a sensitive type.

Dick couldn't think of the reason at all, because even if they were facing a crisis now, they made an appointment to solve it together, and he didn't show any resistance.

This is where all of them went wrong.

Hearing Stephen's words, Dick realized that since he met Attar a few hours ago, he had never taken the initiative to consider his opinion. Dick talked to himself and asked him to go to Gotham, play The game, being a partner, never asked him what he wanted to do.

So he unknowingly finalized the image of Atal unilaterally.

"Let's make some future predictions." Stephen said, although he didn't plan to get involved in Zhenglian's troubles, he sighed slightly in his heart, "Maybe there are some opportunities?"

Obviously he just wanted to be a bystander who got paid to do things, but after seeing Dick's confused expression, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Dick was awakened by him, came back to himself, and realized that he had to do something.

It was almost like mobilization before the war.

He said: "Then I'll go. By the way, we will give you the same reward as Stark promised."

"Good luck."

"Thank you," Dick said.

After hesitating, he took a step forward. He hasn't figured out what to say, but the experience he learned from the bat family is, don't think too much, just say the first sentence that comes to mind, this is definitely the correct answer , Dick was a rare honest man.

He walked up to Atar and held out his hand to him: "Come here, please? I have something to tell you."

Atal nodded at him. Although he knew he couldn't really touch Dick's hand, he still placed it in the palm of his hand, then floated up, followed Dick's steps to a corner of the hall, and Jason Keep it at a distance of ten meters.

Dick looked at Jason and waved his hand at him. The latter immediately showed an unbearable expression, and clicked his eyes away.

He saw Dick confirm several times that no one could hear their conversation, so he lowered his voice and was about to speak.

Atar observed his expression: "Is it something bad? For example, the ceremony has been successful?"

He paused: "I can accept it, you don't have to put on such a sad expression."

Dick was taken aback, and he couldn't help touching his cheek with his hand, making sure that he didn't show any emotion, but Atal just found out his true thoughts...

This is a very sharp boy, and Dick didn't know if that was a good thing, because people who are too smart tend to live more tiring lives.

"No," Dick denied, looking into Attar's eyes, which were too beautiful blue eyes, "I just wanted to say..."

Atal looked at him seriously, waiting for him to speak.

Dick felt that his tongue was knotted, as if a branding iron was stuck to his skin, making every word of him embarrassing: "...I'm sorry, I thought you were a girl presumptuously before this, why didn't you You prepared a water-blue dress—”

Atal: "...It's okay, Dick, nothing will happen if you don't continue to mention it."

Later, he made a joke: "Of course, if you continue to talk, I have a way to let you wear that dress."

Dick also laughed: "...Anyway, this shouldn't be my gift to you. After the matter is resolved, I will take you to the dessert shop in Bruhaven, right? As an apology."

"I'm really not a good brother. If I don't do something, this competition will always be at a disadvantage."

Atar was stunned under his smiling face, and after a while, he avoided his gaze and replied, "I'm afraid I won't have time then."

"...Promise me." Dick emphasized, his eyes brought a hint of expectation, "This is not a difficult thing, is it?"

Atar was silent: "..."

"—why?" Dick asked, his hand trying to take Attar's hanging side hand, but it was empty. "What the hell are you thinking?"

"And the Green Arrows... Although they're not here, they absolutely don't want to see you do something stupid."

Atal was not a stupid person. The reason why he seemed so calm when everyone was discussing how to defeat Lei Xiao was that he had already made a decision.

It all started with his waking up.

If he hadn't given birth to his own consciousness from the very beginning, then this body would be useless.

Nor will it cause endless trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would be willing to say such a thing to him.

"It's nothing, Dick, I promise you," said Attar at last. "I'm a good eater. You'll regret it."

Dick stared at him for a while, then said softly, "Okay, I believe you."

He originally wanted to take Atar back to the sofa as if nothing had happened, but a figure appeared behind them. Atar turned around and almost passed through the other person's body. This feeling was too horrifying, like burying his face in jelly suddenly , to the extreme.

"If you want to hide from anyone, you'd better go to a lead house." Chris said, his eyes on Attar, and said softly.

"Since this is the case, I also have a request. Please come to the Metropolis to study. The new semester is about to start. You can be a transfer student."

"I just introduced the school." Chris tilted his head and said, "And, aren't you also ready to go to Michigan University in the future?"

Atar didn't answer, but Tim looked at them, walked over slowly, and raised his wrist towards them.

"...Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but..."

Dick was helpless: "What did you do to me, a bug?"

Tim: "I'm just worried about you, and I promise it's always closed."

His clean and bright blue eyes looked at Atar again like a frozen lake: "That day, you said 'we'll talk later', but you disappeared from the hall."

Atal opened his mouth and was about to apologize, but Tim stopped him. Before giving him this chance, he frowned and sighed: "Maybe I'm just a tool man? You and Jason deceived me before." Going around..."

Tim is obviously very good at catching loopholes, and these words accurately pierced Atar's heart, making him feel even more guilty.

Even though he knew Tim was acting badly, he was defeated by the aggrieved voice.

"I'm sorry." He managed to apologize, and Tim smiled slightly.

"It's okay, when will we do it again? Let's scare Clark, and his reaction will be fun." Tim suggested, he is very good at pain transfer, "Just make up for my previous broken heart, how about it? Hold on until then, please."

Damian's voice came in at just the right time. He picked up the black dog that was leaning against Chris's leg from the ground, raised its front paws, and approached Atal with a serious expression.

"..." Dick reluctantly said after silence, "Simba the Lion King?"

This action reminded him of a movie he had just watched a while ago.

Damian gave his stupid brother a blank look, then looked at Atar, and said in a hoarse voice: "...I have many pets, and I promised you that your troubles will be my troubles in the future, and what I have Stuff will become yours, too."

"So, you now have batdogs, batbulls, Alfred the cat, a bunch of ducks...and a dragon as a pet," said Damian, his blue eyes suddenly looking childish, and it was just a 15 [-]-year-old boy, "I've heard that if you don't give them enough company, they will die."

"More than that, I will have more pets in the future, and they are all your responsibility." His expression was quite serious, "I'm not joking."

Atal glanced at Chris subconsciously, and this glance was caught by the other party.

Damian kicked Chris, who immediately nodded with a suppressed smile and replied, "Yes, I am also a rare Kryptonian raised by Damian, so treat me well."

Dick complained: "This sentence is too bad."

"People without Kryptonian partners are not qualified to speak." Damian said bluntly.

Dick laughed triumphantly: "Who said I didn't?"

"..." Damian was surprised and narrowed his eyes, "No way?"

Tim stood next to them with his hands clasped, not at all seeing that he was the one who had urged Dick to convince Attar, looking happy to stir up trouble.

Atal's eyes gradually passed over them, and fell on Jason who was sitting on the sofa.

Jason was turning his head to look at them. He didn't expect Atar to raise his eyes suddenly at this moment, so their eyes met in mid-air.

Like a spark burning, an electric current ran through Jason's palm, causing his fingers on the sofa to curl up into fists. He subconsciously wanted to look away, but Jason forced himself to still look into Atal's eyes.

Atal waited for a while, Jason didn't seem to have anything to say to him, so he smiled at him, ready to lower his head to reply to other people's words.

Jason suddenly opened his mouth and said silently: Star City...

Atar refocused his attention on him, and was attracted by his appearance at the moment. This was his appearance that he had never seen before, but...

But very familiar.

He couldn't help frowning, trying to recall where Jason had shown such an expression, but it was in vain.

The flashing image is like a dim star that disappears into the night and hides again, but it is there, only temporarily invisible, but it vaguely reminds of its existence.

Candy ice cream in Star City, and at the end, Jason made up the whole sentence, you owe me two.

His expression was childishly proud, as if he was happy with the fact that he knew the common secret that Atar didn't know.

Jason's expression is like saying: Yeah, there is a secret between the two of us, but you don't remember, I'm here, so try to find it out.

——Just like you found out the layout of the conspiracy before, try to discover me.

This made Atar slightly taken aback, and Jason showed a successful smile again.

He seems to have suddenly turned into a 17-year-old boy, so enthusiastic and courageous.

As if the Robin Bird who once stood on the roof of the building had the courage to fall from the gargoyle in Gotham on the first night of the night patrol, his black hair was disheveled in the sound of the torn wind, but his heart had already jumped. Up, so free and brisk.

This is Jason, a reckless boy who is fearless even in danger.

No matter what traces time has left on him, he is always the same, and the part of Jason that is different from others has never changed.

Before that, Atal's lost memories all meant hidden crises, they were waiting for him to find the truth among the thorns, and they might cause physical and mental injuries at any time.

The system guided him to go step by step when he was confused, and gradually came to today's situation.

He thought about what to do after all this was really over, but like a traveler shrouded in fog, he might still be unable to get rid of the future he was chasing.

But this time, Jason took the initiative to issue a mission for him.

Atal seemed to be able to hear the voice coming from his ear.

[Long-term tasks:

Try to understand me, when did I meet you, and why did I become like this...]

He couldn't imagine how Jason knew him as a teenager in the past, but he must be in the League of Assassins, with a more immature face and the same gaze as at this moment.

"I accept this mission." Atal said to Jason, "but what is the reward?"

Jason raised his eyebrows and replied, "It's a secret for now."