The preparation work for any operation was always tedious.
For an extraordinary power like the Seraphic Speed, absorbing it wasn't a big problem. The most troublesome part was the selection and recognition of the Seraphic Speed. No one could help Quicksilver with this, so he could only rely on himself. The energy of the Seraphic Speed staff was slowly depleting, and there wasn't much time left for Quicksilver to prepare.
In addition to the choice of life and death, another person in a terrible situation was also facing a difficult choice. For a person who was respected to suddenly become a schemer with ulterior motives, this change was too fast. Barry wasn't a very rational person, so after waking up, he decided to use his own method to find out the truth.
Fortunately, other than a large group of people who could no longer be trusted, he still had a brother who could be trusted.
"Psyker, I know this is difficult for you."
Barry held the phone and said weakly, "I know you have always admired Dr. Harrison, and you feel like a father to him. You've said this more than once, but I really need you to help me now … I can't trust anyone except you."
The other side of the phone was silent for a moment, then Psyker's trembling voice came through.
"Is the situation really that bad? You only heard it from him. He lied to you before, and he attacked you with Saber. He might be lying to you this time … Have you ever thought about how much you'll hurt Dr. Harrison's heart if he finds out? "
"I want to prove it!"
Barry's weak voice had a hint of stubbornness. He said in a low voice, "You know what it means to me to reverse the lightning of the man in yellow. You know that, right? Even if there's a one percent chance, I won't expect what they told me to be true. But Psyker … we can't be ostriches in the face of fear. If he's a fake, not only me, but you and Caitlin will also … "
Barry's breathing quickened. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
"When I went to separate the battlefield that day, you were there too. If it's really a mistake, I might be able to convince myself that it's just an accident. But what if it's premeditated? What if it's premeditated? What if he is the mastermind behind all of this? "
"Psyker, there are many ways to make me stand against The Devil Gang, but he chose the cruelest way. 300 people died in that accident … that's 300 lives! That's not 300 chickens or anything else. If this was premeditated, he must be such a cold-blooded person. Aren't you afraid to be by his side? "
The breathing on the other side of the phone became heavy. Barry sincerely persuaded:
"Do you feel proud to be valued by such a cruel person? Tell me, Cisco, do you feel happy about it? "
"Stop talking! Don't say anymore … I'll help you! "
Sisko's voice became shrill and he shrieked. After a few seconds, he seemed to calm down.
"Then what should we do? The doctor stays in the lab almost 24 hours a day … "
"I'll hold him back!"
Barry clenched his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'll buy you enough time. Because he stays in the lab 24 hours a day, if he's a fake, he must have some clues. I need you to find them. I believe in your insight … Don't tell Caitlin, it will put her in danger."
"Okay!"
Psyker hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He had never been a smoker, but for some reason, he went to the nearby convenience store and bought a pack of cigarettes. He forced himself to calm down. On the other side, Barry was making a call. He adjusted his breathing to make himself look calm.
"Hello, Barry? What's the matter? "
Dr. Harrison's voice came through. The concern in his voice was self-evident. "You should have a good rest. I've analyzed your blood composition. I'm sure that the decrease in your speed is only temporary. Maybe you'll recover after some rest."
"About this … Doctor, I have something to tell you."
Barry recalled the days he spent with this doctor who he didn't know was real or fake. When he thought about it from a very calm point of view, Barry realized that during this period of time, his life had revolved around the identity of The Flash. How long had it been since he had eaten with Joe and Ayres? How long had it been since he worked seriously?
God! It was as if there was another person dominating his will, outlining a bright future that belonged to a superhero, constantly inducing him to leave the life of an ordinary person. Every time he was depressed, the first person to stand up and comfort him and encourage him was the doctor …
He used to think of it as concern, but now … it didn't seem to be the case.
Barry felt that he had grasped something important, but the next moment, he lost that inspiration. He could only say in a depressed voice,
"The day I lost my speed, I thought a lot. Maybe … Maybe this is the best choice for me. Doctor, I think an ordinary person might be more suitable for me."
On the other side, in the S.T.A.R laboratory, Dr. Harrison's fingers that were modifying a blueprint suddenly stopped. The thing he was most worried about had happened … The Flash had lost the will of a superhero. He planned to return to being an ordinary person.
There was nothing worse than this!
Could this be the terrible consequence of the timeline being disrupted?
"You can't do this!"
The doctor subconsciously emphasized his voice, but he quickly realized that he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath and calmed his slightly irritable will. He said gently, "Don't think too much, Barry.
"Don't think too much, Barry. I'll go to the hospital soon. You know, I also have a Ph.D. in psychology. Maybe you can tell me your inner thoughts … Stay in the hospital, I'll be there soon!"
After hanging up the phone, the doctor turned to look at Caitlin and said with a bitter smile, "There's something wrong with Barry.
"There's something wrong with Barry's mentality. Caitlin, can you take me to the hospital? Why isn't Psyker here today?"
Caitlin rubbed her temples. She walked over and pushed the doctor's wheelchair. She complained, "Psyker's situation is very bad.
"Psyker's family situation is very bad … You know that. Something very troublesome happened at home today, so he rushed to deal with it."
"Oh, okay."
Dr. Harrison's mind was filled with thoughts of how to persuade Barry to get back on his feet. He didn't have the time to care about Psyker's family matters. He said perfunctorily, "It's really hard for an outstanding young man like Psyker to be born in such a family."
The two of them talked and walked into the garage. After a while, Caitlin drove the doctor out of the laboratory. Five minutes later, Psyker, who had changed his clothes, poked his head out from the corner of the street sneakily. He took out his phone and pressed a series of buttons. The seven cameras in front of the laboratory turned to other directions at the same time, leaving a safe passage for him.
He walked quickly into the laboratory. His expression wasn't good.
Just as Barry said, Psyker, a young man who grew up reading superhero comics, was actually very hot-blooded. Under his cowardly appearance, he had a heart that was neither brave nor weak. He was Barry's good assistant, a true academic genius, a weapon designer, and a good assistant.
He admired Dr. Harrison, who appreciated him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so angry when Barry asked him to search for the doctor's information. However, Psyker had a rational personality. After realizing the disastrous consequences of what Barry said, he agreed to the risky request.
But after 40 minutes, Psyker still didn't find anything.
This laboratory was basically rebuilt by him, Caitlin, and Dr. Harrison. There were almost no secrets to him. It was very difficult to find details in such a familiar environment. He searched every corner and didn't find anything valuable.
But the more it was like this, the more relaxed Psyker became.
"Ha, Barry. You guessed wrong. The doctor is real!"
Psyker, who was partly Mexican, laughed as he sat on the chair and spun around. He was willing to do anything that could prove the doctor's innocence. But when his gaze landed on the desk, he saw the blueprint that the doctor didn't have time to put away.
Psyker's eyes widened when he saw it.
After a while, he took the blueprint and walked to the wall that he usually did not pay attention to. He glanced at it and then groped around a certain part of the wall. After a full ten minutes, he dismantled the entire wall and found the hidden switch.
Psyker pressed his finger on the switch in despair. The door to the hidden compartment opened. He took a look inside and shook his body in despair.
"No … this can't be real."
Clang!
The toolbox in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at the yellow costume in the glass cabinet. The costume was decorated with an inverted lightning bolt symbol. Psyker frantically told himself that it was the doctor's personal hobby, but he couldn't lie to himself anymore.
Dr. Harrison was a fake … He was the murderer of Barry's mother, the most terrifying opponent of the Flash, Reverse Lightning!
Psyker's eyes flashed with anger. It was the hatred of being deceived. He carefully took out a special pair of goggles from his collection. Like a special agent on a special mission, he carefully avoided the seven surveillance devices in the small compartment and sat on the only chair.
The moment he sat down, the 'table lamp' in front of the chair suddenly lit up. Caught off guard, a blue light swept across Psyker's body and sounded an alarm.
"Beep beep. Detected Mr. Fiswan's manipulator. Please identify yourself immediately. Otherwise, you will be expelled!"
Ka ka ka!
Four futuristic guns popped out from the control panel in front of him. Four black muzzles were pointed at Psyker's head. His expression immediately turned to one of terror.
"Beep beep. Please identify yourself immediately. Expulsion will be initiated!"
The four guns automatically completed their previous task. The next moment, they would fire a fatal bullet or something else. Under the pressure of death, a trace of madness flashed through Psyker's eyes. His fingers dug into the control panel in front of him. With a desperate tug, the steel shell was forcefully torn off.
He grabbed the connector that was still flowing with electricity and pulled it out right before the gun fired.
Bang!
The firing of the gun was forcefully stopped. Psyker, who had escaped death, slid down from the chair. He looked at his hands. An ordinary person couldn't tear off the steel shell in front of him, but he did. This could only mean one thing.
He … wasn't an ordinary person either. When the particle accelerator exploded, he was the person closest to the explosion site. When Barry was struck by lightning, he was also transformed by the particle wave.
"Hehe … Does this count as a blessing in disguise?"
Psyker lay on the ground. The anger caused by being deceived had disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a kind of ecstasy. This young man, who had dreamed of becoming a superhero since he was a child, might have embarked on his dream journey from this moment onwards.
After a difficult time calming down, Psyker, who hadn't forgotten what he had to do, quickly started to work on the complicated circuit in front of him. His fingers danced, disassembling the complicated circuit and finally connecting them together in a certain way.
"Let's let the superhero, Mr. Psyker, see what kind of secret Mr. Fiswan has!"
On the other side, Barry and the doctor seemed to be chatting happily. When the doctor was about to leave, Barry asked casually,
"Doctor, you've been in the Central City for so long. Haven't you thought of going back to Star City for a visit? After all, that's the place where you and Miss Luna used to reminisce. If you want to go back, I can accompany you. "
Barry stretched his shoulders as he spoke. He looked out of the window and said, "It's a very good idea to go on a trip before setting off again."
The doctor smiled and shook his head.
"Let the memories go. People have to look forward. Have a good rest, Barry. I'll come to see you another day."
Caitlin pushed the doctor out. The moment the door closed, Barry felt a chill run down his spine … Dr. Harrison only had one wife, and that poor lady was called Fina.
He clenched his fist … He lost. The original enemy was the one who was truly trustworthy, but the comrade who stood behind him was a stranger who wanted to push him into the unknown.
"Ding dong."
His phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a picture sent by Psyker. It was a picture of the Lightning Defying Combat Suit that the doctor had placed in his cubicle. There was a sentence below it that was a warning from Psyker.
"He's not Harrison!"
"He's your archenemy from the 22nd century! He came for you … Run! "
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