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

Chapter 25

With time for Connor to rest, Atar moved to the other side, picked up the blanket from the sofa, and covered Connor's body.

Connor was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "What? I haven't finished reading the documents yet."

"You should rest first." Atal pushed him down forcefully, so as not to make Connor overworked. "I'll fix the mess left by Oliver first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Connor seemed to find it very novel, looking at Atal's face... no one had ever said such a thing to him.

On the one hand, Connor felt that it was a little subtle, similar to how his own cub had grown up, and on the other hand, he felt that this scene was quite amusing, and he finally became obedient.

Connor slid into the blanket as lightly as a feather, and Atal carefully tucked the corners for him before he was about to leave.

"Take this." Connor's voice came from behind him, reminding him.

An object was thrown towards his back, Atar reached out and caught it, took it in front of his eyes, and found that it was a car key.

"It's better not to use the identity of the arrow to go," Connor said lazily, closing his eyes and rubbing his face on the blanket, "This will make Oliver's hidden identity very troublesome, you can use your 'Little Secret' to solve."

Hearing Connor say the word "little secret" again, Atal felt inexplicably embarrassed.

"--I see!"

... How can I not care, this is obviously very concerned, right? !

Connor opened his eyes and smiled meaningfully at him.

Atar hurriedly opened the door, and ran away without looking back, lest Connor would try to tease him again.

Besides, Attar thought, although Connor said just now that he didn't need to worry too much, but no matter what, it's not safe for Oliver and the others to stay in the hands of the gangsters, so it's more important to hurry up and confirm whether they are safe.

As soon as you walk out, the sun shines on your body.

Atal's eyes fell on his hand, where he was holding the phone, and the memory that was suddenly awakened before filled his brain again.

With the mobile phone in his hand, he was thinking about the picture he just saw in his mind——

Why did he feel that weird closeness before?

Like this thing was meant for him... so excited to be watching him.

Atal took a deep breath and temporarily put all this behind him.

He has never been a person who likes to be too far-sighted, and it can be said that he is very indifferent.

Thinking about the uncontrollable future is a waste of energy and time for him, so the attitude towards this matter is the same.

When he walked to his garage, he was blinded by the luxury cars lined up in a row, and the hands holding the car keys trembled, and then he found a sad thing, he didn't seem to know how to drive...

It's hard to say whether Connor knew this before reminding him of "his little secret".

...Anyway, it feels like this word can't get through with him for a while.

Atar could only go around the Quinn Manor, he carefully observed whether there was a hidden monitor, and after 5 minutes, he finally reached a blind spot that was sufficiently hidden.Coincidentally, this happened to be the location of the tree that Connor had brought him to see.

The shade of the trees is whirling, the breeze is stirring, the sun in Star City is close to sunset, the heat is transpiring away, and the afterglow of the setting sun is scattered in the air.

Atal stroked the lush tree with his hand, and inexplicably felt a force pouring in from the place where his palms touched, giving him a feeling similar to that of the Green Arrow family guarding everything.

With a heart healed by warmth, he squatted down and took another look at the place where his, Connor, and Roy's names were engraved.

But this glance made his body stiff, unbelievable, because there is an extra word here——

"August".

This engraved surname can be said to cross the name Atal Quinn arrogantly, as if to declare sovereignty over Atal's ownership in this way.

Unlike Roy's crooked handwriting, which can be called a primary school student, the engraved marks here are obviously written with a more crisp and sharp pen, perhaps a dagger, showing a few strands of almost cruel coldness...

Atal was sure that the first time he looked at it, there was no such word.

Who exactly appeared in Quinn Manor a few hours ago, and then left this word...

Atal felt his mind was in a mess, and chose to retreat strategically again. No matter who was pushing all this, whether the target was really him, it would definitely come to him.

Finding the truth among the fragmented clues was not his forte.

The sound of the system reminded him of this unusual point:

[Task release:

Strange handwriting, a symbol from a dark shadow]

Atar stood up again, touched the void with his fingers, and found that he had stacked many tasks unknowingly, but these tasks seemed to have obvious connections with each other, and they would definitely be summed up in the end. A question comes up.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. It was more important to solve the matter in front of him.

So he whispered into the void, "...Lionel."

— This is his little secret.

Atal's voice didn't rise, but just gave out a slight airflow as if talking face to face, even in a completely silent place, it is very likely to be ignored, but in the end it will definitely fall into someone listening to him in people's ears.

After the words fell, only the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the breeze could be heard, and the surrounding area of ​​Atar was silent.

But he waited very patiently for the minutes to pass, because he knew that no matter how far away, Lionel would be able to hear him calling his name.

In fact, it didn't take much time. The moment Atar turned around, his nose slammed into the chest of someone who appeared suddenly, almost knocking his face flat.

Because the other party's body is so hard, it is no different from a wall. Obviously, Lionel is here.

"You're looking for me." The man supported Atar, raised his eyebrows and said, "So, what can I do for you?"

He covered his nose, looked up tearfully, and sure enough, he saw Lionel's familiar face.

The other party is still as unruly as he saw a few hours ago, but there are a little more things that cannot be explained clearly. If he has to say something, he has removed the frivolity, and his eyes have become dangerous.

I don’t know if Lex himself has discovered that although Lionel is his dog, his creation, but due to the mixture of part of Lex’s genes, in addition to the characteristics of Superman, he also got some of the traits inherited from Lex. The harshness and gloom in Si's character.

The shackles tied around his neck can't control his thoughts for a long time, and Lionel may break free at any time and bite his self-righteous master back.

"...you're smart," Lionel snorted, taking a step back and putting some distance away, "if you're stupid enough to call me, I'll kick you out."

It's obvious, it doesn't make sense that Lionel entered his phone number and added the "I've been following you" thing in his words.

He even pointed to his ear, implying that Lex would not allow him to interfere easily, but they had other ways to meet.

If you want to hide it from Lex, you must be extremely cautious.

Therefore, the gloom in his eyes at that moment was specially for Atar to see.

It depends on whether he has received his signal, if not, Lionel will not put him in his circle.

"It's as if you have some hidden settings." Atal complained silently.

Lionel held his head and rubbed it hard a few times: "Don't look at me like that."

Atar broke free from his grip, and quickly waved his hand: "I was wrong."

"I came to you without telling Lex," he said lightly, "You better give me a perfect reason."

Lionel's expression looked quite relaxed. Obviously, it was the first time and the only time that the other party met a half-Kryptonian like him.

They are equivalent to the only two species in this world that belong between gods and humans, so he naturally has a sense of closeness to Atar and wants to get close.

After all, when you find out that you are a product of your genes and that you are an outlier, you realize what a precious word companion is.

So without Lex giving orders, he has every reason to pay attention to Atar.

"I need your help, Lionel." Atal said bluntly, "Help me hear what happened at the auction, and then tell me if it is necessary to intervene. This is very important."

Lionel let out a long "Oh", and then teased: "You are very bossy."

Having said that, he still closed his eyes, tilted his ears slightly, and caught the part he wanted to know in the chaotic and noisy voice.

Without Atal telling him where the auction was, Lionel obviously memorized some of the parts Lex had trained him to find the information he was looking for with ease.

A moment later, under Atar's eager gaze, Lionel opened his eyes again, and those blue and pure eyes looked at him: "It's okay, they are arguing."

"Oh, it's okay to quarrel..." Atar subconsciously repeated it, and then paused before realizing, "What?! Arguing? Did you start a fight?——"

It's really disconcerting!

Lionel waved his hand: "Don't worry, they won't kill themselves."

"It doesn't matter if you die, there are many ways to resurrect anyway."

Seeing that Atar's expression was still worried, he reluctantly added, "I promise: the three of them will continue to quarrel in another place soon, and you don't need to intervene."

...The words about resurrection sound a little familiar.

——Can you please have a little respect for death? !

But what makes him feel like covering his face is that he has unconsciously accepted this setting, and can say "it doesn't matter even if he dies" very lightly.

Lionel's words were spoken, and he was actually relieved.

"In short, my business is more important." Lionel said confidently, and put his hand on Atar's shoulder, "Since you called me over, you have agreed to my thoughts? You can understand Bar?"

"Uh..." Atar didn't struggle, because he knew that even struggling was useless, he asked tentatively, "About...Superman?"

He just said it casually, because after the conversation with Lex, he left the deepest impression on him - "Superman's number one black fan" and "black to deep natural fan".

And the impression of the half-Kryptonian in front of him is "adolescent rebellion".

But unexpectedly, Lionel's eyes lit up, revealing the eagerness of a dog.

"I knew you were lying, you thought the same as me!"

Lionel grabbed Atal's hand and said in a hurry: "I saw Superman several times when I was in the Metropolis. He is really good, more than three times stronger than me, and you know, last time he See me and smile at me!"

Atal: "..."

The 17-year-old boy was so excited that he showed Atal his identity as a fan of Superman in all aspects, and he was completely opposite to Lex.

"I really like Superman, he's a symbol of justice..." But his mood didn't last long, and he hung his head in frustration as the excitement faded.

"But I don't know whether he is willing to accept me. What's more, I'm with Lex's father now, and he will definitely hate me."

Atal: "..."

"Do you have any thoughts?" Lionel asked, already aware of his gaffe, trying to calm down.

"I……"

"I want to leave Papa Lex, I don't want to do bad things anymore." He concluded firmly, "Would you like to join me in joining Superman?"

"No matter what Superman thinks, anyway, he will accept me in the end. After all, people who have lost their way are often believers favored by gods."

This sentence reveals the hidden badness of the speaker. Whether he wants to admit it or not, another person in his genes has a profound influence on him.

...It seems that he was wrong. Lionel had obviously broken free from the shackles and made a decision. Atal swallowed his breath.

"I will offer a sacrifice." The wolfhound stretched out its sharp claws.

It may be that Atar was silent for too long, which caused Lionel to have some kind of misunderstanding.

Before he could speak, Lionel had reached out and pushed him, and Atal's back leaned against the rough tree trunk.

But before he came back to his senses, the opponent had already supported his head with one hand, tightly sealing him in the small space between his chest and the tree trunk.

Lionel narrowed his eyes dangerously, and leaned closer to him: "Would you rather not?"

Atar smiled awkwardly, but he couldn't say he was unwilling...

After all, the system also asked him to go to Superman, but said nothing to Lex, indicating that Superman was the best solution to the problem, and Lex appeared in front of him because he jumped in line.

but……

"What are you going to do with Lex?" Attar asked a realistic question, after all Lex couldn't let Lionel go easily, "Are you going to do something to him?"

"...Kill him?" He asked hesitantly, because that's how novels are written.

But under Attar's gaze, Lionel was stuck, with a surprised expression on his face, and complained: "How could you be so cruel?!—"

"..."

"Sure enough, there are more non-human components mixed in your genes than mine?!"

"?"

Wait a minute, did he hear something weird.

"I just want to bring over some illegal genetic research data from Lex Corporation."

"..."

"We need to have a good talk about this issue." Lionel said seriously, heartbroken, just like treating an ignorant younger brother.

... Who the hell acted so much like wanting to kill someone at the beginning! !

Can the word sacrifice be used indiscriminately? ! ——