In the long past, humans learned to train animals just like they learned to use tools.
Since the birth of farming and herding, cattle, horses, sheep, dogs and other livestock have also become an indispensable part of human production and life. They have replaced the flesh and blood obtained during hunting, and have provided human beings with animal protein and protein in a stable way.
Plant protein, even tools and even war materials. But there is only one creature whose purpose is not so clear, and it has not even been completely domesticated. It can neither provide sufficient protein for humans, but is also keen to run rampant when humans are resting. Its only function
It is to destroy some small rodents, although their enthusiasm for this only job cannot be called positive. But when this warm little thing lies snoring in human arms, anyone's anger will dissipate.
The chubby Cheshire cat turned over with its belly facing up, trying to divert its owner's attention with this gesture.
Hey, look at me! Don't look at that thing! Pfft!
Let me eat your hair!
"Sorry, dear Dinah, can you please help clean the Cheshire cat's litter box and the things outside the litter box?" Salomon asked the android maid, and then looked at it helplessly.
A fat gray short-haired cat that was just rolling around in his arms. The room they were in now was next door to the Witch's apartment. Salomon bought the house for Dinah to use as a dormitory. There were several other people living with her.
There are two artificial beings responsible for security work, but they are all participating in training at the moment (actually participating in evening prayers), so Salomon uses this place as a temporary living room to receive guests.
It's more of an appointment than a reception.
"I think we have met." Although Matthew Murdock tried to remain calm, the scars on his face showed that the invitation for this interview did not go so smoothly. If it were not for the tough measures taken by the android in power armor,
, it is absolutely impossible for this blind lawyer to accept this inexplicable invitation, because he has made many enemies recently, and many people want his life.
He was panting, and his originally neat suit had a big cut, and his strong body was covered with scars. Some were about to heal, and some were injured recently. This made Salomon a little curious, what exactly was it?
Support this person to go to work every day.
His enemies do not include the person in front of him.
Even though he couldn't see it, he could tell that there was no malice in this man's tone.
"I'm sorry to invite you here in this way. It's SHIELD who usually says this kind of thing, but I didn't expect that I would say this one day. I hope you are not allergic to cat hair." Salomon chuckled.
He stroked the chubby cat and then put the hot little guy on the table. He noticed that Matthew Murdoch's head wearing sunglasses subconsciously turned to the Cheshire Cat. "Yes, we have met.
, just a few years ago. At that time, you had just opened a law firm with your friend, Murdoch Lawyer."
Matthew Murdoch thought for a while and finally remembered the boy he had seen in the alley.
For him, everyone's heartbeat is completely different. He remembers some special sounds, such as the person sitting in front of him. His heartbeat was so powerful and strong, as if he accidentally
Hearing the pulse of the reactor as Iron Man passed over his head made Matthew Murdock wonder what was so different about this man's body.
This happened on Christmas Eve a few years ago, a time when crime was high.
He had just graduated and soon wanted to open a law firm with his friends. Before that, he wandered aimlessly in the alleys, trying to help some innocent people who fell into the hands of gangsters.
The young man was one of the targets he met that day. Originally, he wanted to help, but what he didn't expect was that the young man actually killed those gun-wielding gangsters with his bare hands and took away the big guns they carried.
"Ha! It's you!" Murdoch's lawyer said, "Do you need legal aid?"
"Compared with legal aid, I think I need your ability more."
"My professional ability?" Matthew Murdoch said with a smile. It may be because Salomon did not kill the gangster that day, which gave him the confidence to negotiate, or it may be the smell of the pages on Salomon's body.
It could be the gentle sound of the expensive perfume or the delicate suit rubbing against each other. In any case, he seemed to be more relaxed. The two of them were like bulls and bullfighters circling in a bullring, both trying to seize the opportunity.
He stirred up the red cloth, but he knew that what was behind the red cloth was not a sharp blade.
Matthew Murdoch is ready to explode.
"Are you Catholic, Lawyer Murdoch?" Salomon changed the subject.
"Call me Matt. Yes, I'm Catholic."
"I was born in the parking lot of a Catholic church in New York. Maybe the church you often go to is the place where I was born. However, this cannot be the reason why I believe in Catholicism. My poor mother is an illegal immigrant. She believes in Judaism.
She gave birth to me in poverty and illness. It's a bit ridiculous to say that some monks with sick minds would think that this was a sign of the birth of the Messiah, and more than once." Matthew Murdoch raised his eyebrows.
, waiting for Salomon to continue, "Each of us must bear responsibilities, whether this responsibility is inherent or acquired. Do you agree with this view?"
"Yes, I agree." The lawyer nodded, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's not a big deal. I know where her grave is, and I will go with her when I have time." Salomon took a deep breath, "Let's go back to the original question, Matt. Do you think
Do you have responsibility for the events that you can involve in your own abilities?"
The lawyer's body stiffened. He subconsciously reached for the blind stick placed aside, but he soon realized that it was a trap. "I have a responsibility for the poor people that my litigation ability can help," Lawyer Nelson Murdoch
The firm will lend a helping hand to all those in need in the Clinton area." He said, "I will try my best to help them safeguard their legal rights."
"You are a qualified lawyer, but not a qualified private law enforcer." Salomon said with a smile. He ignored the lawyer's tense muscles, and Dinah, who was shoveling cat litter behind him, did not react. "I
I’ve heard about the recent news in Clinton District, that is, Hell’s Kitchen, police killers, and the bombing of Russian gangsters.” He said, “I know you did not do those things, but this does not prevent public opinion from placing these things on you.
on the head."
The hair on Matthew Murdoch's hair stood up. He tried to reach for his blind stick, but the sudden paralysis prevented him from moving.
Salomon waved, the refrigerator door opened automatically, and two bottles of Abbey beer flew out and landed in front of him and the lawyer. Due to the excellent alchemy body, it is difficult for artificial people to get drunk, so they have a special hobby for alcohol.
In order to satisfy them, Salomon reached a long-term agreement with a well-connected craft beer supplier and purchased a large batch of westvleteren 12 monastery beer.
"I know there's something hidden in Hell's Kitchen. It's a supernatural being," he said. "It's something from the Shadow Realm. In technical terms, it's a creature from the Shadow Plane. In fact, you stop yourself.
The Master did the right thing by killing the boy. If the boy dies, the shadow creature called the Black Sky will shift its target again. That thing is quite difficult to kill, and the Black Sky has been quiet for the past thousand years, until recently
.”
"Who are you?" the lawyer asked through gritted teeth. He didn't know why Salomon knew what happened last night, nor did he know what the "hacker" Salomon was talking about. But what this man meant
The intelligence capabilities and special abilities displayed were enough to make Matthew Murdoch wary.
"A professional magician, belonging to an organization that specializes in dealing with creatures like the 'Black Sky'." Salomon helped him open the lid of the beer and dispelled the magic at the same time, "Try it, this craft beer is better than what you used to drink.