Chapter 18: Reminded feedback

On the corner of the second floor of Wayne Hospital, a non-quiet place, a conversation is ongoing.
Rachel didn't care about Cyber's teasing. She took a serious look at herself in the photo. It should have been taken secretly when she was off work one day, but this is not the point. Her pretty eyes quickly swept the photo. With a trace of blood stains behind her, as an assistant district prosecutor who often dealt with criminals, she immediately realized that the way Cyber ​​got the photo might not be so
just
.
However, the buddy in front of the bar can help her. Being a prosecutor in Gotham City is a very dangerous profession, especially to be a prosecutor who insists on justice. It is almost every day to prepare for death. Now that Cyber ​​has given her a warning, Jamie doesn't want to get it so easily.
And the most important thing is that Falconi has been taken into custody and will soon be prosecuted. Rachel has 9 points to be sure that he can put this Gotham gangster into prison as long as Falconi is prosecuted, Jamie's little shrimp couldn't help the table, so she didn't dare to treat her.
"Thank you for your warning, Mr. Cyber, I will remember your kindness."
Rachel tucked the picture into her pocket and thanked her a little bit coldly, but when she crossed the cyber and left the corridor with the clatter of high heels stepping on the ground, Rachel suddenly said aloud,
"Mr. Cyber... You are mysterious, but IMHO, you are walking a very dangerous path."
"Ok?"
"Sergeant Gordon withdrew the information about Officer Robin's attack, but you have to know that this is a modern society, there are many camera devices on the corner of Gotham Street, and I think you should be careful recently that you...you know Yes, this city is quite chaotic, and bureaucracy has become a money beast, so it’s not just us who can see those videos."
The beauty prosecutor stopped, then lowered her voice again,
"So if I were you, I would choose to wear a mask next time..."
Cyber's expression became serious at this moment, because Rachel's reminder was just right.
His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized!
Why do the who attacked Robin wear masks, and why Batman wears the same as a circus actor, obviously this is not because the city is full of neuroses and transvestites, this is to protect themselves !
Dad reminded him more than once that Gotham still has some order. He used to think that he was talking about superficial justice, but now he only tasted the taste from Rachel's warning notice.
The forces here are intertwined. If you can't protect yourself, you will easily fall into this already prepared web and lose everything altogether. This is a dangerous place, like a web of intertwined cobwebs that may be hunted by you at any time. capture.
"It's terrible! This ghost place!"
Cyber ​​grumbled, he moved his neck, and when he looked out of the window, the bright and sunny place had a special eerie taste, because he can only fight alone, for now There are too many people in this city moving their fingers to make him disappear.
Even Jamie, the quayside boss who could not mention it, almost killed him.
The slight pride in the young man's heart narrowed down a bit and became deeper. He looked back at Robin's ward and took a deep breath. Fortunately, it was not too late for him to understand.
However, since he has been on the line with Rachel, he doesn't mind developing more. Just now Rachel's words have shown that the beauty prosecutor's energy is much greater than he thought.
So he turned around quickly and waved his mobile phone towards Rachel who had not gone far.
"Beauty, if you don't mind, just leave a call."
"Oh"
Rachel turned around with a smile in her eyes,
"Then what name? Mr. Duty Police."
"Just...well, as a friend, in addition, I actually don't mind providing security services for a beautiful woman. You know, my dad only hired me for three days. Today is the last day. I'm almost out of work. "
Cyber ​​opened his hands, "Also, I'm not a volunteer policeman, you know, I'm...well, a violent person, so, would you like to experience the feeling of being a friend with me?"
This statement made Rachel stunned. Since she graduated as a local prosecutor assistant until now, no bad guy has spoken to her like this, but as an excellent prosecutor assistant, Rachel's eyes narrowed quickly. It became a beautiful arc, she shrugged,
"I can't afford a bodyguard, but my friend, I can..."
The two exchanged 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 people like you who use violence to solve problems, but Robin is a good policeman, and he and Mr. Gordon are the only two in the entire Gotham police station. Nice guy, so thank you for everything you did for Robin, but if you did something injustice and I saw it..."
"justice?"
Cyber ​​raised his eyes and looked at Rachel. "As an adult in his 20s, do you really believe this?"
Rachel nodded, and Cyber ​​was not the first to ask this question, and she was already used to answering this question,
"I believe!"
"Even in Gotham?"
"Yes, even in Gotham!"
Cyber ​​looked at Rachel without letting go of any trace of detail on that pretty face. As a result, he saw the firmness in Rachel's eyes. He was no stranger to this kind of look. In dark times, these people are Hold on to bright hope, but he doesn't like such a person.
He suddenly remembered today's trip to Narrow Island. He pondered for a few seconds, leaning against the wall and saying,
"Did you know? Miss Rachel, there is a slum in this modern city that I can't imagine, and I don't want to step into it at all. I killed someone there, about 2-3 hours ago."
Rachel's expression became serious, but Cyber ​​didn't care. He just wanted to use this to test the essence of Rachel.
Some people who claim to be justice are actually stubborn and confused. They are not pursuing justice at all, but just a self-paranoid goal. The true justice is to understand compromise and sacrifice a little principle in exchange for justice. Realized, Cyber ​​had to see if Rachel was such a fool, he didn't want a paranoia around him.
"That's a drug addict, buying gambling, joining a gang, and abusing a child's fat man. He's on Narrow Island. You've seen Catherine, right...that's the child I rescued, you can go and see her scars, you probably I can’t realize this kind of thing in my life, I killed him, no no no, maybe you can save the fat man's life now, I left him there and waited to die, yes, you know he bought poison X money Did it come there?"
Rachel didn’t answer, but she already guessed the answer. She felt a powerlessness. Every time she heard these things that she and her justice could not change at all, she would feel that justice in her mouth was just like a joke. .
She looked at Cyber's hazy eyes that could be regarded as an abyss, even evading.
"Fura... now dare you say you believe in justice?"
Saibo took out a box of cigarettes he had just bought from his pocket. He buried his face in the rising mist,
"Dad is right, as far as I have seen in these three days, this city has not been saved. Rachel, you are not suitable for this place. Sooner or later your work will kill you. The thing about Boshkin Introducer, I can guess with my poor imagination how many people want you to die... As a woman, you should know that there are many things in this world that are more terrible than death... So as a friend, Rachel, I have to Say…"
She also felt the sincerity in Cyber's words, even if this was only the second time the two met, but she still interrupted Cyber's persuasion and smiled at her,
"No, this is my choice. I was born here, I grew up here, I will stay here, I firmly believe that what I am looking forward to will come back, and, sorry, Cyber, I just said wrong , You are a good person, you are much better than most people in this city."
Cyber ​​shrugged, he wiped the cigarette butts on the window, and made a helpless expression towards Rachel.
"Well, remember my phone, your justice can not solve the trouble, I will try to help you as soon as possible..."
The young man grinned,
"But I don’t have a driver’s license, and Gotham’s traffic is bad, so I don’t know if you can stick to my past to save you. Well, you’d better bring some useful self-defense equipment, yes, I mean, you The stunner that you carry with you will not protect you!"
This time Rachel was surprised. The beautiful prosecutor held the file bag and her eyes widened.
"How do you know that I carry a shocker with me?"
Cyber's eyes swept over her bumpy body, retracted her eyes, and said awkwardly, "How to say, next time you should wear loose clothes."
With people coming and going, Rachel blushed, but she couldn't break out. She glared fiercely at Saber and turned to leave. As a result, Saber stepped forward and put something in her hand. .
"Only sharp things can protect you, aim at the who are trying to bully you, poke out the sharp side, don’t worry, you can’t die, and it can tell others, don’t provoke you!"
Rachel didn't need to bow her head to know what Cyber ​​had put into her hand. It was a dagger with a sheath. She gritted her teeth, watched as she turned away, and waved her towards Cyber, eventually she would It was included in his handbag.
But soon, when Rachel walked into her office, she met a guy she was very reluctant to meet.
"Ms. Rachel, I am very happy to see you here."
Klein, who came out of the local prosecutor's office, caressed his gold spectacles. He seemed happy to see the assistant prosecutor, but the lover's wet eyes sparkled in the depths of the cold under the streetlights. .
He has a typical white American face, brown hair, and looks a little thin, gentle, wearing a suitable and straight suit, holding a black briefcase in his hand, the whole person has a temperament of senior intellectuals, but It's hard to like, if you have to describe it.
It's like a viper crawling in the sun. No matter how bright the appearance is, no matter how beautiful the scales are, it can't hide the vicious inside.
This guy must not have too many friends!
Rachel was a little surprised to see Klein approaching, but she recovered quickly, and she showed Klein a kind smile that was thousands of miles away.
"Dr. Klein, I rarely see you at this time, why? Are you going to go to court to defend those killers or anything? ... And, call me Miss, I am still young!"
Rachel's words were somewhat harsh, and Klein's white face appeared embarrassed and impatient, but soon changed to that polite look.
"No, Miss Rachel, I just went to the prison to visit Falconi at the invitation of the prosecutor. The old man has had his wrists cut three times in 7 days. I have to check if he exists. Special mental illness."
Dr. Klein waved at Rachel and said slightly,
"Hey, let me tell you what these are doing... In short, no matter whether he is sick or not, I will try my best to finish my work. By the way, good night, miss, go back to rest early."
Klein reached out to stop a taxi and quickly left the prosecutor's office, but Rachel's expression was cold. Klein was an absolute villain. As Gotham's most famous psychiatrist and psychologist, he had many times The killers who helped the gangster Falconi escaped the crime, this time he was going to help Falconi identify, the purpose is self-evident!
But she touched her file bag and thought of the material the bat-like guy stuffed into herself last night, Rachel's face sneered again.
"Wait, Klein, this time it won't make you easy to succeed!"