"The East Coast is going crazy!"
Lewis rushed into Harvey Dent's office with a cigar in his mouth. He waved his hands and said exaggeratedly, "Even the military satellites can't see the situation there. They only know that two terrifying energy sources are fighting. Boss Saber is trapped there. I told you, this is a conspiracy!"
"Well, so what?"
Harvey sat calmly in front of his desk. In this moment of chaos, he was still in the mood to read the obscure book "Astrology and Fate". Damn it, who knew which lunatic in the Middle Ages wrote that book. Lewis tried to read it again, but he couldn't even make it through the first paragraph.
He didn't know what kind of brain Harvey had, to be able to read this kind of book with such gusto.
"Isn't it normal for Saber to be trapped? When dealing with The Devil Gang, which person's first thought wasn't to trap Saber? "
After five minutes, Harvey finally put down the book. He raised his head and looked at Lewis with his terrifying face. "Haven't you gotten used to it? Or do you think that Saber will lose? "
"Uh …"
Lewis tilted his head and thought for a while. He shook his head. "No, no, no. I don't think he will lose. But didn't you realize that we have lost contact with Gotham City for seven hours?"
"Fufu."
Harvey leaned back in his chair in a comfortable position and lit a cigarette for himself. He blew the smoke and waited for the beautiful smoke ring to dissipate before he said, "Of course I noticed.
"Of course I noticed it. In fact, I noticed it three hours ago."
"Damn it! Then why didn't you tell me! Don't you know that once Gotham is breached, once a Christian family is harmed, Boss Saber will definitely go crazy! You don't want to see him go crazy, right? "
Lewis felt that if he continued to partner with the arrogant Harvey, he would be driven crazy sooner or later. In the face of his intense questioning, Harvey chose to remain silent. He was a little irritated as he smoked, allowing the smoke to come out of his hideous wound. Seeing the Two-Faced Man so irritated, Lewis also quieted down. In the four years in Mexico, he had never seen his superior so irritated. This meant that something big must have happened.
"What's wrong?"
Lewis watched as Harvey lit up his second cigarette. The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts. Harvey had no intention of speaking at all, so Lewis could only ask, "What do you think?"
"Buddy, can you tell me what's wrong?"
"I … I did a divination."
The two-faced man who had always been straightforward was a little hesitant at this moment. He glanced at Lewis and irritatedly pressed the lit cigarette in his hand into the ashtray. He said in a low voice,
"Hmm … The result is somewhat unexpected."
"Tell me about it."
Lewis immediately became interested. In his opinion, Harvey flipped a coin or did a divination as often as ordinary people ate and drank water. There was a period of time when he even used a coin to decide whether he should go to the toilet or not. As a result, his bladder almost exploded. After that, he began to use more dice to decide on these small matters. Then, with more and more things to deal with, and when the dice were not enough, Saber gave Harvey a "Book of Changes".
With 64 choices, Harvey was finally satisfied. However, the price was that the mayors of the current mutant regime in Mexico often received some inexplicable orders. For example, they were to build a puppy statue in the center of the city, or to stop the shipment of firearms to South America on a certain day. There was even a mandatory three-day lockdown in a certain city.
In the beginning, many mayors thought it was nonsense. However, later, 70% of Harvey's strange divination results were proven to be useful. For example, the mandatory three-day lockdown allowed the city to escape a sudden storm. The puppy statue was secretly photographed by a reporter and greatly promoted the city's civilization. The shipment of firearms that was stopped was later checked and found to be mixed with 30% poison.
Other than the mayor who was imprisoned for drug trafficking, no one else objected to these. Even if Harvey had a sudden impulse and asked the mayor to run naked in the city center, there would probably be a lot of people willing to do it.
In short, in Lewis's eyes, Harvey was almost like the illegitimate child of the Goddess of Luck. However, he did not expect this guy to be troubled by the results of his divination.
Under his repeated questioning, Harvey became a little impatient. However, in the end, he still said, "Do you remember the weekly divination?
"Do you still remember the divination that I do every week? Do you want to return to Gotham …"
"So?"
Lewis's eyes widened. "What the hell? The one where it's always tails? I always thought it was a trick. Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for the hundreds of divination results to be tails. It's actually true! "
"Of course it's true! You idiot! "
Harvey scolded. "You've been my colleague here for so long. Have you ever seen me tamper with my divination?"
He crossed his hands and said in a low voice, "There's a problem.
"There are indeed some problems … I'm hesitating whether or not I should perform another divination."
"It's a coin. There's always a problem. Why don't you use the tortoise shell this time?"
Lewis thoughtfully brought Harvey a burnt tortoise shell, but Harvey opened it. He stood up and ran to the window. He took a deep breath, turned around, and put the coin in his hand in front of his eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
"Use this! No need for that … I need to see the real fate. This! "
He waved the coin in his hand and said loudly, "This is fate! One last time! "
"Ding!"
The silver coin flew into the sky. Under the gaze of Harvey and Lewis, it kept spinning and finally landed on the back of Harvey's hand. The latter did not even look at it. He used his other hand to cover the coin and put it in front of the two of them. He breathed heavily and slowly moved his hand away.
Lewis's eyes widened.
"Heads! It wants you to go back! Go back now! "
"But … But I …"
Harvey looked at the coin in disbelief. His arm began to tremble. The coin fell to the ground. Harvey took a few steps back. He looked at Lewis and said in a low voice,
"I still have some …"
"Hey!"
Lewis picked up the coin, took a few steps forward, and stuffed it into Harvey's hand. He shouted, "What the hell are you doing! Harvey! Are you questioning fate's decision? Is this still the Harvey Dent I know? Don't you just ask questions and let fate make the choice for you? Isn't this absolutely fair? "
"What are you afraid of?"
Harvey clenched his fist. He felt the coldness of the coin in his hand. He closed his eyes and recalled everything that Gotham had brought to him in the past. Glory, light, love, hatred, destruction, pain, despair, new life … It had killed him in the past and turned him into what he was now. Had he not decided to follow fate?
That's right … What was he afraid of?
"Only those who are favored by fate can see the real future … I almost lost it."
Harvey exhaled softly. He opened his eyes and his gaze returned to its original calmness. He glanced at Lewis and let out a sigh of relief. He wiped the terrible wound on half of his face. The next moment, the silver coin flipped into the sky again.
"Ding!"
The silver coin fell on his hand. Harvey looked at it. It was the second time today. He did not hesitate. He snapped his fingers and the power from his soul surged out from his body. In an instant, his horrifying double-faced face was restored to the handsome face of the Knight of Light, Harvey Dent. Even his golden hair was restored.
"Wow!"
Lewis took a step back and looked at the restored Harvey. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You look a lot better now. By the way, have you made up your mind?"
"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with determination!"
The restored handsome Harvey shook his head and shook the coin in his hand. He said mysteriously, "This is the choice of fate. It told me that I have to return to Gotham to clean up the mess I left behind …"
After saying that, Harvey began to pack his things. He did not have much to pack. He took out an enchanted revolver from the drawer and an exquisite set of silver tarot cards from the other side. Lewis asked worriedly,
"You want to go alone?"
This stupid question made Harvey stare at him. "Am I crazy or are you crazy? Why would I go back alone … Wait! "
Harvey casually pulled out a tarot card from the deck in his hand and glanced at it. He then raised his head and shook the card with the knight's image.
"I want to take a knight with me!"
"That's impossible!"
Lewis rejected immediately. "Death, Plague, and War are all on the battlefield. Famine is guarding the Zero Dock. Without Boss Saber's orders, I can't give you anyone."
"Don't joke around!"
Harvey retorted, "Only a fool would believe that those lousy mechs can break through our defense line. Unless you've pocketed all the supplies from the past few months. Admit it, they're a nuisance, but that's all. If we can't even deal with them, how can we build a country?"
He cursed as he took out another tarot card, looked at the color, and lowered his voice.
"I want a black knight!"
"Black? Hmm … Death … "
Lewis rubbed his forehead. He looked at the determined Harvey and shook his head. "Alright, alright. He hates you. Don't you know? Let's hope that he won't smash your head in this trip. "
Twenty minutes later, a gigantic Abyss Dragon flew into the sky with two people on its back. Harvey, who was wearing a large winter suit and a pair of goggles, was tied to the Abyss Dragon's body with a rope like a quail. Sitting on the Abyss Dragon's neck in front of him was a cold knight in full black armor with a long battle axe on his back. He was the least talkative of the four knights, and he was also the most mysterious one. It was said that no one had ever seen him in his full demonic form.
"How long will it take to get there?"
The Death Knight stopped flipping through the book in his hand and turned around. Under his black helmet, he sized up Harvey with a cold gaze. He shook his head and said in a hoarse and cold voice, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
"The Abyss Dragon is faster than the fastest mech. In a straight line, it will only take 45 minutes to reach Gotham."
"What I mean is … let's not go in a straight line!"
Harvey sniffed and shouted, "I did a divination … Let's go east for 10 minutes, then turn northwest until we reach Gotham. Otherwise, we will be in trouble!"
"Hmm?"
The Death Knight shrugged and did not care about Harvey's suggestion. "Do you know why I hate you? Because I … never believe in fate! I want to see what kind of trouble it is. "
On the other side, in the delta-wing building of SHIELD, Alexander Pierce, who replaced the seriously injured Fury, pointed to the map of the United States behind him and gave orders to the agents in front of him.
"The Mexican battlefield is at war again. The members of Congress are very worried. As an intelligence organization, we have to ensure that those lunatics will not affect the operation of the country. From now until the end of the war, the Abyss Dragon's patrol of the country's borders cannot be stopped!"
"But sir, our pilots suffered heavy losses in the last war. The new pilots recruited now are still not used to the performance of the Quinjet!"
"Then increase the number of pilots! I don't want to fight, commander. I want deterrence! Do you understand? Triple the number of pilots! Intercept all attempts to cross the country's borders! "
"Yes, sir!"
15 minutes later, the Death Knight saw at least 30 Quinjet fighters chasing after him at full speed. His face under his helmet was extremely ugly. Meanwhile, Harvey was humming a song, looking extremely satisfied. He glanced at the Death Knight's stiff body and said meaningfully, "Let's not waste any more time.
"You see, those who don't believe in fate will always be fooled by it … Now, listen to me. Fly west for five minutes and turn northeast …"
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