Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Everyone has something they want in their hearts. This kind of thing is generally called, and it cannot be filled. In mythology, this kind of feeling is called the original sin of human beings. It is not unreasonable. , Because in itself, it appears with the birth of life, it is our instinct, it is the animal nature that flows in our bones.

When you have 10 yuan, you will yearn for 100 yuan, then 1,000 yuan, and finally 1w yuan. This is just money. In human feelings and life, there are always many things that are more important than money.. . And this hunger for important items will also appear more dangerous.

And there are also many things in life. It is difficult to find them if you lose them, and the longer you lose them, the more painful they become. For example, precious treasures, such as love and family affection, are the most innocent and beautiful feelings of mankind. At times, it can drive mankind to create miracles, but conversely, the darkness derived from these beautiful feelings will also be terrifying beyond imagination.

"Hey, Chief, the underground casino in Xiacheng has been destroyed!"

Inspector Swann’s capable voice came from the phone, awakening Gordon, who was distracted. The latter grabbed the phone and said in a low voice: "Then take the team, Swann, pay attention to the main person involved. Go to the police station."

"What about the remaining people? Chief, should I arrest them too?"

Inspector Swann’s voice sounded very energetic, but his request was rejected by Gordon:

"No! No need, let them go."

"what?"

Inspector Swann’s voice rose sharply for several degrees. At this moment, this somewhat jealous young man, regardless of the identities of the two, shouted angrily: "How can this be done! Chief, we can't let them..."

"Then what do you want to do? Swann, tell me!"

Gordon’s voice became low as well: “If we send every caught gambler to jail, it won’t take three days for the entire Gotham prison to be full! There are only heavy prisoners who are already overwhelmed. Now! Where do you want me to find a trustworthy police officer who is willing to take the risk to interrogate them? You and your brothers will have to work a few days to complete their interrogation? It makes no sense for you as a group During the busy time of gamblers, how many people will be threatened more dangerously?"

This series of sharp rhetorical questions made Inspector Swann at the head of Justice not know what to say, and Gordon probably realized that his tone was a bit too much, so he paused for a moment, and whispered:

"Swan, I know you did a good job at the Central City Police Station, and I can understand what you want to do when you transfer to Gotham with a heart to protect justice, but you know the last one wanted to do so. What is the ending of the man? I value you very much, really... I don’t want you to be the second Harvey Dent! Everyone is praising his deeds, but so what? People are dead , There is nothing left!"

"This is Gotham, Swann, here is a set of own rules and taboos, here is different from any city in other states! Here, if you want to be a hero, you must first throw away all your previous experience. Listen to me, send those bastards to the police station and go back to rest! This is an order, Inspector Swann."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and Swann’s voice came:

"Yes, Chief, but I am not reconciled!"

"I'm not reconciled! No one will be reconciled..."

Gordon walked to the office window and looked at the night of Gotham. He breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "But this is Gotham, go, I have approved your 5-day vacation, I hope this will make you feel good. some."

A few minutes later, Gordon put down the intercom in his hand, he leaned tiredly on his office chair, and leaned his white-haired head on the chair, thanks to the blessing of the missing Harvey Dent. In the past two years, more and more young police officers who have been called for justice will choose to come to Gotham to experience them. Most of them will be scared to death by Gotham’s vicious criminals, even though the current criminals and the super criminals of the year even Compared to the Gotham gang of the year, the weakness is not even a bit weak.

But Gordon doesn’t hate this. In fact, he can only determine who is truly worthy of training and who is unreliable only if he is truly tested by danger. Because of the bad law and order of Gotham, he is very Need to have the ability, and can be a single-handed police officers and detectives.

"Eddie Swann..."

Gordon took off his glasses, rubbed his forehead, and muttered the name silently. Inspector Swann, who was only 24 years old, was the inspector of Central City before. This is a level transfer. He is a young man with a sense of justice. He works. The ability is extremely good, Gordon wants to focus on training him, but every time he sees Swan, Gordon will think of Harvey... which makes him dare not push Swan to a more important position.

He is afraid of repeating the same mistakes!

Although the dark forces of Gotham today are far less powerful than before, there is no Batman and Red by Swann. The devil helps him... and even if Batman and the Red Devil go out at the same time, Harvey still...

"Um... wait and see."

Gordon cheered up. He put on his glasses again and was about to start working late tonight. Gordon didn’t know how long he hadn’t been home. In fact, after he sent his children abroad to school, he In my heart, I have been resisting going back to that empty home. In the last confrontation with evil, he lost his wife Barbara, whom he was so fond of. He will never forget that night. That night, he lost a part of his life.

Every time he returned to his house, he would think of the time he had spent with Barbara. The collision of such sweet memories and icy reality would always make Gordon have a kind of painful madness of suicide.

But he can't... After losing his beloved, Gotham is his last faith except for his children.

But no matter how much Gordon concentrated tonight, his eyes couldn't stay on the file for too long, and there was another thing in his heart.

"boom"

Director Gordon snapped the pen in his hand irritably, and he was breathing heavily, seeming to be making a difficult decision. In the end, he closed his eyes, took off his glasses, reached out and opened the drawer beside him. He took out a folded dark letter, only from the appearance, it shouldn't be short for the letter to fall into his hands.

He opened it, and there was a short paragraph above:

"Dear Director Gordon: When you read this letter, you should have noticed the status quo of Gotham. For an excellent police officer like you, I never expected our activities to be hidden from your eyes. , Yes, we are planning something, I can tell you plainly, we want to take Gotham! But not to destroy... Actually, we just want revenge, and you, you must know us To whom revenge."

"When I saw this, I think you must be thinking about how to eradicate us, but believe me, you don't have to do this! Because you have a better choice... About your gentle and virtuous wife, Barbara Gordon Madam, I know that the taste of losing the love is very clear. It is enough to crush any warrior's pain. We have been paying attention to you. We also know what you need most now."

"Let me tell you, it is not a fantasy to resurrect the dead, and I, we have enough ability to do this! I can't let you prove it, unless you believe me...or you can Ask the Devil Gang, but I can guarantee that they can't do this!"

"Now, make a choice, Mr. Gordon, whether your city is more important, or your wife is more important. I regret to make you make this difficult decision again, but...it is necessary!"

On top of the final signature of this letter, there is a clumsy smiling face, and a sentence that makes Gordon look angry and hate:

"You don't really think that the culprit of everything, the clown, is dead? No, he didn't! Under the protection of your good friend Cyber ​​Hawke, he lives very well and is very nourishing. This world is like this. It's not fair, someone like him should have died long ago, but you just can't get revenge yourself...but don't worry, now, I also give you this opportunity..."

"After making a decision, come and contact us, Director Gordon...I believe that we will become true friends."

"Fu...Syber Hawke, you really...really and the clown..."

Gordon, who had quit smoking for a long time, took out a cigar from the deepest part of the drawer. He leaned on the chair in an extremely relaxed posture, lit it, and took a deep breath of smoke.

"Cough cough cough"

A series of coughs broke the tranquility of the office. Gordon, whose face was flushed red, placed the cigar in his hand in front of him. Under the not-so-bright lights in the office, let the mellow smoke scattered everywhere, his The eyes became chaotic and blurred, maintaining this posture for a full 5 minutes, like a philosopher thinking about the future, and like a body with the soul drawn away, leaving only an empty shell in the light under.

This is the struggle. In the deepest part of my heart, two voices were screaming frantically, one made him do everything possible to get revenge, and the other made him maintain the status quo, as if nothing had happened.

But the question is, can it really be regarded as nothing happened?Seeing the dearest person falling into the sea of ​​fire in front of his eyes, but unable to do anything, and then betrayed by a friend who is believed to be trustworthy, all this, all the suffering and torture he suffered, all the betrayals and lies he endured, what happened to him All weakness and humiliation... can it really be regarded as nothing happened?

If it were you, would you choose to endure it?

"boom"

Gordon stood up, pushed aside the chair, picked up the pistol on the table, put it in his hand and looked at it several times. This gun has been with him for many years. He was full of blood from the gangster, but never did it for himself. What did the master really do.

If you spend most of your life in the light, then you are destined to have a hard time resisting the temptation to fall into the dark. If this temptation is not enough, then add a little bit of bait to the most beautiful, the things you cherish the most...this is a fair and honest But now, Gordon feels that he has nowhere to go, and there is no other way forward.

He took a deep breath and smashed the cigar in the ashtray. Then he put the pistol into his pocket, took off his coat and put it on his body. He glanced at his office, and his eyes flickered, but In the next moment, he seemed to feel shame because of this shaking, and slammed a fist against the wall, blood flowing from between his fingers.

It hurts, the skin is scratched, the friction between the flesh and the wall is painful, but that is not even as much as one-thousandth of what Gordon has to bear in his heart!

"Although it is difficult... but I made the decision after all."

"boom"

The lights in the office were completely extinguished at this moment. In the peripheral corridor, a lonely and silent figure got farther and farther, until it disappeared completely at the corner, as if stepping into hell, step by step, without stopping.

It is never hopelessness that drives people forward. Hope...this is the most vicious and effective strategy. The force of hope can drag a person out of hell, and it can also push a person into it.

Director Gordon is a good person in every sense, a decent person, and a decent person. He may be swaying from side to side, but unfortunately, on this night, he has already embarked on another path.

There is no future direction, no light and darkness, no one knows where it will lead.