Harley's questions often revolve around morbid psychology, but for the incident to be investigated at hand, it seems not so important.
Jin Ying went to an extreme to buy a ring for his godmother, which seems a bit sad to the ladies, but normal people know that it is wrong to do so.
"The ring is nice, and you and Hawkgirl are a perfect match. But Charlie, according to you, you just brought the zombie virus to the Hall of Justice, and the current global spread is not your fault, right?"
Su Ming came to him and knelt down, smiled and patted the lunatic on the shoulder.
Being bound by the lasso of truth, Charlie cannot tell lies, but there is a difference between the truth and the truth. Deathstroke needs to make him happy, speak as much as possible, and cooperate as much as possible.
As expected, after hearing that the best man at the wedding praised himself and his mother as a perfect match, not the orangutan, Golden Eagle was very happy, and even had a suspicious red flush on his face.
"Thank you, thank you all for the arrangement, I will make her happy. As for the virus, yes, I am only responsible for bringing things inside the Hall of Justice, and the spread of viruses in other places is not my fault. There are many of us, and we have agreed
Let’s start at the same time.”
This happiness and the environment of the wedding scene made him think again. He thought that this was a wedding that everyone had prepared for him. It was just a joke that his mother married an orangutan, and the real protagonist was himself!
Diana is so nice, she must have arranged this scene, right? It was quite interesting. I was a little angry at first, but now I am very happy.
"Continuing to talk about this, are there any leaders among you? Or, who gave you this virus?" Su Ming asked the person who was immersed in his fantasy.
He didn't care why this person was crazy. In fact, Kendra, the reincarnation of Hawkgirl, and Charlie had no blood relationship, it was just that this guy thought there was.
But it was because of this misunderstanding that Charlie was obsessed with Kendra. If he really wanted to know that she was not her biological mother, maybe he would not be interested anymore.
"Yes, War Eagle, this is all his plan. He has been looking for a way to resurrect the white dove." Charlie leaned on the android's shoulder and closed his eyes as if he had found a peaceful harbor: "He found a way.
, but it requires something I don’t understand, but as good buddies, of course we have to help each other, I helped him do this, and he lent me the money to buy the ring, hehe."
Hallie, who was eating cake not far away, heard it. She looked at Bobo who was wiping his face next to her with a strange look on her face, and whispered: "Is it just a borrowed amount of money? Wouldn't it be better to just grab a convenience store?"
The orangutan wet the handkerchief with wine and rubbed his painted red face vigorously:
"We are talking about a madman, doctor. In this madman's perception, he is a member of the Justice League and a superhero, and superheroes will not rob convenience stores. So even if Xiao Dai suddenly appears and kills him
He was not nervous even though he had one wing, because what he saw in his eyes were his colleagues."
"Ah, classic cognitive bias, he thought we were planning a wedding for him and it was just a joke."
Harley smiled happily. She liked this kind of madman who couldn't recognize the world. From a certain point of view, they were all romantic idealists and lived in their own world.
It would be great if we could extract human thoughts and make them visible to the naked eye.
"Just like your analysis, Xiao Dai moved his hands on him and tied him up with a rope. He probably thought it was a joke at the wedding." Bobo sighed, threw the handkerchief aside, and left the rest
He poured the wine into his mouth and bared his teeth: "This environment arrangement will make him sick. When he takes the little hand of the dummy, he should instantly assume the identity of the groom. Deathstroke has already planned it."
"Hehe, Deathstroke has always been very good at dealing with madmen, including me. But I'm smarter, and I became his madman." Harley laughed so much that she stuck out her tongue. She grabbed two large pieces of cake with both hands and didn't even care.
Ate on the table.
"Don't tell me, go talk to Xiao Dai." The orangutan rolled his eyes, reached out to grab a piece of cake, and cleverly changed the topic: "Well, the cream is good, and the density of the cake is just right. I made it last time
I probably ate the wedding cake at Superman's wedding, but he was too stubborn. Even if Batman wanted to sponsor him, he wouldn't even want a luxurious cake. In the end, he bought a terrible one in a small town in Kansas."
"That's why Superman is Superman. Material comfort is never the first priority for him. Louise is also a saint, but I am different. A refined girl should eat good food."
Hallie speeded up her eating. Although the cake was very big, she just wanted to compete with Bobo to see who could eat more. Then she suddenly remembered something and muttered:
"But haven't you noticed that our world always has few weddings and many funerals? There are far more dead acquaintances than happy acquaintances."
Bobo twirled his fingers and thought, it seems that this is really the case. He has attended countless funerals this year alone: "It's probably due to the increase in entropy, but it should get better after the fall of Peppertua."
Some."
The two smart people exchanged words with each other, causing Lori, who was standing beside her, to scratch her head. She felt that there were many things she didn't understand.
Wonder Woman and Deathstroke were questioning Golden Eagle, but they actually had nothing to ask. This guy was all about Eagle Girl and knew nothing about the zombie virus.
Su Ming used strangulation to secretly read some of this guy's memories, and shook his head slightly at Xiao Dai, signaling that Golden Eagle could be let go.
For this madman, he just sent some things to his friend to the Hall of Justice, and pressed the remote control at the appointed time, that's all.
There are only himself and Hawkgirl in his world, and everything else is meaningless to him.
"Come on, say hello to everyone in front of the TV." Su Ming helped up the man who was sitting on the ground and asked him to stand with the android: "Bobo, bring your corsage.
Master of Ceremonies, please introduce the real groom to the audience."
The brief wedding was over, and even Batman in front of the TV didn't say anything.
After all, Kendra is not Golden Eagle's real mother, but the reincarnation of his mother. Love is free.
What is reincarnation? That is another person, with no memory of previous lives, no blood ties, and nothing.
If you insist on saying that, they can only be regarded as godmothers? So from the perspective of human law, there is no problem at all for these two people to get married.
After watching a farce, the TV signal was interrupted. At this time, Terry arrived in Washington, and old Bruce couldn't care less and began to concentrate on his work.
At the wedding scene on the TV station, after the wedding, Su Ming stuffed a cigarette into Charlie, helped him light it, patted him on the shoulder and asked:
"do you happy today?"
"This should be the happiest day of my life, thank you everyone."
The android bird leaned on his shoulder, and the golden eagle smiled and touched her jade hand, smiling so contentedly.
"That's good." Su Ming also smiled and nodded, looking out the window with some emotion: "I wish you happiness and peace in your own world."
Charlie was a little embarrassed, looked down at his toes sheepishly, and replied: "Yes, we will definitely do it."
Before he finished speaking, Deathstroke pulled out the God Killer from behind with his backhand and cut off the golden eagle's head with a single blow. The head rolled away with a cigarette in its mouth, keeping a happy smile on his face.
Wiping the blood from his face expressionlessly, Su Ming looked at the android on the side: "Activate the highest authority, use the voiceprint password 'Mausoleum of the First Emperor', and shut down."
The android who was still fussing immediately lowered her head, and her eyes dimmed as the power was cut off. She was originally the lowest-grade android. Her body was mainly composed of silicon and carbon, and she didn't even look like a real person in many places.
, for example, she has no body temperature and no heartbeat.
But Golden Eagle didn't notice it, or in other words, he didn't care if he noticed it. The madman could only see what he wanted to see.
"The raw materials are purchased on Earth and transported to the production line in Contrasia for assembly. The cost is about US$800."
Su Ming threw out his strangulating tentacles, pulled a metal file cabinet in the studio, then stuffed the headless corpse and the dummy with the ring inside, and let the cloak throw them into the sun for cremation.
Watching the cloak fly into the sky and turn into a small black dot, he said a cold joke:
"It's not a loss for you to buy an android to fulfill your dream, and it's not a loss for me to chop off your head and give an explanation to the dead. This is a fair deal."