The S.T.A.R laboratory was a mess. Damaged items were scattered everywhere. Even with the help of the speedy Flash, it took them nearly an hour to clean up. The main reason was that the messed up data was very troublesome to sort out. By the time they were done, it was close to midnight. Barry left with the other two, leaving Dr. Harrison alone in the laboratory.
The doctor looked very tired. He was sitting in a wheelchair. After the others left, he turned off all the lights and placed himself in the darkness. He seemed to be thinking.
This doctor used to be a well-known expert on future energy in the scientific community. When the concept of the particle accelerator was proposed, some people even called him the "hero who changed the world". Praise and applause surrounded him as if they were trying to elevate him to a very high position.
However, after the particle accelerator test model exploded, everything disappeared.
Not only did he receive flowers and applause, but he was also ridiculed, despised, and eventually abandoned and forgotten. He also lost the ability to walk freely in the explosion. The worst thing was that because of his mistake, 400 people in the entire Central City were killed. He had to carry the suffering of 400 families on his back as he struggled to move forward.
Just like what Saber said, in a sense, Dr. Harrison was a murderer.
But! Remember … Never look at things from the surface.
The previous bald Wheeled Wheeler without eyebrows was the world's most powerful psychic power master. His power could easily connect to anyone's soul in the world and kill any bad people hiding in any place.
So, was this wheelchair-bound Dr. Harrison really that simple?
"Phew …"
The professor spread out his senses. After confirming that he was the only one in the laboratory, he let out a sigh of relief. In the silent darkness, all the pain and weakness on his face, as well as the perseverance unique to people in adversity, disappeared. What replaced it was a touch of indifference and calmness.
He put his hands on his legs and stood up from the wheelchair with a little force. His legs that should have lost the ability to move in the explosion were as good as new at this moment. He reached out to take off his glasses and placed them on the table in the dark. He turned his head to look at the laboratory that had just been cleaned up. A strange smile appeared on his face.
"The birthplace of dreams? Hmph … Sort of. "
As he said those strange words, he turned around and walked down the corridor. Somewhere close to the underground prison, the professor reached out his hand and pressed on an extremely normal looking wall. The tightly fitted wall opened at this moment without any warning, revealing a small cubicle inside.
Harrison, without his glasses, walked in, and the door of the compartment closed at this moment.
This room was very small. There was only a chair and a glass cabinet. At the front was a special device placed on the table. It looked like a silver-white lamp, but it had a very sci-fi appearance and flashing light on the outside. It was not very gorgeous, but it was extremely eye-catching.
Dr. Harrison sat on the chair, and his fingers tapped on the table in front of him.
"Inquiry … 2024 Central City Daily!"
"Buzz"
The silver-white "lamp" suddenly lit up. An azure light flashed across its surface and swept across the doctor's eyes. A moment later, a metallic female voice sounded: "You're right. You're right.
"Identity confirmed, welcome back, Mr. Swan … I'm checking for you, please wait a moment."
"Whoosh …"
The moment the voice fell, the cover of a newspaper appeared on the light screen. Harrison reached out and turned all the newspapers to one side. Even if it was a virtual image, the picture was still like a real thing. It was turned page after page in the doctor's hand. After he finished reading, the expression on his face became very ugly.
On the front page of the newspaper, a big headline shone: "City Defender Flash Missing for 7 Days!"
The accompanying picture was a picture of Barry wearing a classic dark red coat.
"The sequelae of the timeline disorder are still here … It seems that I haven't done enough!"
The doctor waved his hand and divided the newspaper into pieces of light. He held his cheek with his left hand, and there was a headache on his face. He whispered, "How far do I need to go?
"How far am I going to push him … Or do I need to leave this space-time in order to restore everything … Damn Ancient One, damn it … What a mess!"
His fingers flicked faster and faster on the table, and in the end, they even flicked out afterimages. After a while, the doctor suddenly remembered another thing. He raised his head and looked at the instrument flashing with a gentle light in front of him. He said in a deep voice,
"Inquiry … 2024, Saber Hawke!"
"Inquiry for you, please wait a moment."
The voice sounded again, but this time when it fell, hundreds of different images appeared in the picture in front of him. It looked like some people's information, men and women, old and young, very cumbersome but very complete information.
Seeing this information, the doctor was stunned.
The instrument in front of him was linked to the data center of Central City in 2024, which was equivalent to a future search engine. Specific people were easy to search for, but the appearance of this cumbersome window meant that the term he just said was not a specific person.
In other words, in 2024, there was no very famous guy named "Saber Hawke".
"But how is this possible!"
The doctor's expression became serious, "He may be a nobody!"
"Search again, keywords" Gotham, The Devil Gang, Saber Hawke "!"
The doctor raised his voice, and the search box that popped up this time was more concise. The first search box that popped up was also a newspaper, but the front page was full of news about Batman. There was no mention of The Devil Gang or Saber Hawke.
After going through all the search records, a strange look flashed in the doctor's eyes. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He rubbed his chin and analyzed in a low voice:
"There is no Saber in the timeline of 2024, but in the current year of 2009, Saber Hawke has become the leader of the Mutants, the ruler of one-third of Gotham, and the current important anti-hero in this timeline. Other than his accidental death in the future, all information has been deleted, and even The Devil Gang has become a taboo, there is only one possibility …"
The doctor's eyes narrowed.
"Saber Hawke … Another time traveler in the same timeline … Where did you come from? The future? Or the past? Wait! "
The professor seemed to have found some key information. He stood up abruptly and paced around the small room. His expression changed rapidly. Finally, he stood in front of the glass cabinet beside him. The surface of the cabinet reflected his face that was gradually becoming colder and colder.
"Saber Hawke, another time traveler other than me … I tried to return Barry Allen's fate to the right track, but he was constantly influencing him, leading him to an unknown future … So that's it! So that's it! "
"The problem does not lie with me!"
The doctor clenched his fist, "Saber Hawke! You are the "time singularity" that affects the entire situation! "
He raised his head, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes under his hair.
"I can't let you continue …"
He looked at the set of clothes in the glass cabinet. The yellow appearance was almost the same as the Flash's battle suit. There was an inverted dark yellow lightning symbol on the chest, and the same symbol on the belt. It was the outfit of the man in yellow who went against the lightning!
Oh my god! Harrison, the person who led Barry Allen on the path of a superhero, the initiator of all this, was actually … Against the Lightning!
"Ding Dong"
The crisp sound made the doctor turn his head abruptly, and he saw a line of warning flashing on the instrument:
"Sensed the fluctuation of Seraphic Speed power …"
"Swoosh"
The doctor's body instantly turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared. Barry's figure appeared in the dark laboratory in the next second. He raised his head and saw Dr. Harrison sitting in a wheelchair with his head tilted. He slowly approached the doctor and found that he had fallen asleep in the wheelchair.
A warm smile appeared on Barry's face. In the days when his father and Joe were not around, the doctor who was always very serious in front of him gave him the feeling of a strict father. This was definitely a rare experience for Barry who had lacked fatherly love since he was young. He gently picked up the blanket from the side and changed it to cover the sleeping doctor.
He walked to the table in the laboratory, picked up the phone that he had forgotten in the laboratory, and put it into his pocket. He took one last look at the doctor, and turned into a red flash of lightning and disappeared into the darkness.
The doctor's eyes opened in the next moment, and he slowly breathed out a sigh of relief.
Even though he was an extreme speed user, he still had to be on guard when he had to put on a show with another extreme speed user. Especially with Barry's unpredictable personality, it would always bring a lot of trouble to his disguise. When necessary, he would even have to transform into a reverse lightning to motivate him, provoke him, and even save him.
From this point of view, the doctor was actually working very hard, but until the end of the night, we still didn't know the relationship between Against the Lightning and Barry the Flash. We only knew that … Under the appearance of the matter, a layer of fog shrouded Central City, making it seem as simple as it appeared to be.
Just as Dr. Harris and Barry were playing the game of disguise, Saber walked out of the Devil's Portal at the same time, and almost stepped into New York from Central City.
He really didn't like this place. He was holding a round metal gray shield in his hand, and matched with his casual suit, it looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
"The car is ready. Boss, do you need me to go with you?"
Sergues scratched his big bald head and followed behind Saber. The leader of The Devil Gang waved his hand at him. "Go and rest, Sergues. This time, don't let too many people know that I'm here. I'll leave when I'm done. Don't affect your work. By the way, how's the reconstruction of Hell's Kitchen going? Is it going well? "
"Other aspects are fine, but Kingpin is a little impatient."
Sergues whispered. "Those under his command have crossed the border four times this month. It seems that he's going to have a showdown with us."
"Kingpin? The guy who is known as the Underground Emperor of New York? It's said that he's secretly colluding with SHIELD? "
Saber got into the car driven by Chandler, opened the door, and said to Sergues, "If he dares to reach out, cut off his hand. If necessary, cut off his head directly. Can you handle things here?"
Sergues nodded, and there was a trace of undisguised ferocity in the corner of his eyes. "Of course, leave it to me! Boss, the knife is ready. This stab will definitely hurt him to the bone. "
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
Saber stopped talking, and the black Bentley slid silently into the night. Sergues looked at the leaving car and hesitated. In the end, he didn't say anything about his worries. Boss Saber's little spider friend … Something's not right these days.
Chandler, who was driving, reached out and handed Saber the cigar in the hidden compartment.
"Boss, you can take a break first. It'll take at least an hour to get to the Metropolitan Museum. That place is too remote."
"Well, it's okay. Take your time. I'm not in a hurry."
Saber nodded, reached for it, and lit the cigar. The smoke covered his eyes. He looked at the metal shield in his hand and thought about Strange's words repeatedly in his mind. He frowned.
"I've seen you before … but I don't know you … You're a charming lady. So, who are you?"
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