Although Old Man's words were full of heroic spirit, when night fell, they still sat in Saber's SUV and drove to the central district of Star City, instead of having a big meal.
When his old friend heard that Old Man was leaving, he very warmly invited them to have a meal at his house. In the minds of these veterans, a family meal was the best farewell gift.
Although Saber didn't want to go to a stranger's house to have a meal, under the "coercion" of Old Man, he finally reluctantly drove the car.
"Believe me, Saber, Lance is a real good friend, a good brother. He and Gordon are almost carved out of the same mold. They are responsible, tough, and willing to help others. During the Vietnam War, I was his commanding officer. After the war, he returned to Star City and became a police officer."
Elder Father sat in the front passenger seat, puffing out a cloud of smoke as he told the impatient Sai Bo about his past. His eyes were filled with nostalgia.
"In the past half a month in Star City, he has been busy taking care of us. He values his family very much, and he also likes children very much. That little girl Catherine also likes him very much. But recently, I heard that his little daughter had some conflicts with him, so this guy began to drink to drown his sorrows."
"It's because they are too responsible that I don't want to get close to them."
Saber fiercely honked the horn, then stepped on the gas pedal and pointed his middle finger at the guy who was trying to overtake him. He turned his head and said to Old Man.
"Look at me. I'm a violent person, aren't I? Have you ever seen a bastard take the initiative to visit a responsible police officer? For me, a bad cop is my best friend. "
"Then you will be disappointed tonight … Mr. Lance has a pair of eyes that can identify bad guys, he will certainly" entertain "you well, hahaha."
Robin and Catherine who were sitting in the back seat laughed, which made Saber's face even darker.
Old Man also smiled, put aside the cigar in his hand, and whispered.
"By the way, Saber, when we meet, don't mention Lance's wife. She left him in his early years and left him two children because of some bad habits of his. Sigh, it's hard to say who is right and who is wrong, but that is one of his taboos, do you remember?"
"By the way, Old Man, can we bring one more person with us tonight?"
Robin who was sitting in the back seat, with the help of Catherine, turned over with difficulty and said to Old Man, "I have a classmate who is also in Star City recently. He is very interested in the old detectives in Star City Police Station, especially an experienced person like Lance. Can we bring him with us?"
His father reached out his hand and made an OK gesture. Robin then turned to Seiber and said, "Okay.
"Mr. violent person, turn left at the next intersection, thank you!"
"Go! I don't want to talk to you! "
Saber scolded, but at the next intersection, he obediently turned left. Yes, the current him was enjoying this kind of quarrel.
Tsk, tsk, what a lonely guy, isn't he?
Fifteen minutes later, a somewhat reserved young man appeared in the back seat. He looked about the same age as Robin, just over 20 years old. His black hair was neatly combed. It seemed that he had carefully tidied up for this dinner. But from the way he looked at Saber who was driving silently from time to time, it could be seen that in this car, he was most interested in Saber.
Three minutes later, Saber suddenly turned his head and asked.
"Son, is there something on my face?"
"No … Sir, no."
This sudden question startled the young man. He hurriedly waved his hand, but Saber, who was in a bad mood, did not let him go. He continued to ask.
"Then why did you stare at me for three minutes? You like men, don't you? "
"Alright, Saber, don't vent your anger on others. Just focus on driving."
Papa patted Saber's shoulder and turned his head to look at the young man sitting in the spacious back seat. He comforted, "Don't mind, Barry. Saber is such an unlikeable guy, but he is indeed a trustworthy friend and a good brother. By the way, I heard from Robin that you are preparing to become a forensic doctor? You are really young and promising. When I was your age, I was still playing a game of extortion with a group of little bastards. "
Papa was very good at mediating the atmosphere. This kind of gentle attitude made the young man named Barry quickly recover from the embarrassment. He smiled shyly and scratched his head.
"No, Mr. Christian, Robin is slightly wrong. I may become a forensic technician, not a forensic doctor. This is my ideal career."
"Call me Papa, son, they all call me that."
Papa grinned, "Where is your home? Son. "
"Central City. My family has lived there for almost three generations."
Barry reached out and took the fruit that little girl Catherine handed over. He smiled and said to his dad, "It's a small city not far from Star City. This time, I came to the Star City Police Station for an internship. I admire Sheriff Lance a lot."
Barry's face showed a trace of embarrassment. He scratched his head, "It is just that Mr. Lance is a little too serious."
"Oh, it is not far from Gotham. If you have nothing to do, you can come to Gotham for a walk. Son, we are at the dock area of Gotham, Old Gun Bar. It is very easy to find."
Papa smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, Lance is such a person. After you get to know him, you will know that he is a reliable …"
"A reliable old friend, old brother."
Saber could not help but roll his eyes and said, "Papa, I have to say, your way of praising a person is really poor!"
This sentence made the atmosphere in the car happy. Even Barry could not help but laugh. Papa coldly snorted and did not say anything. After laughing, Saber changed to a more peaceful way and asked without turning his head.
"So, Barry, tell me, why do you keep looking at me?"
Barry was stunned for a moment. He took a bite of the apple in his hand and slowly said, "I was just guessing your identity.
"I was just guessing your identity, Mr. Seiber. I noticed that you have a habit of lowering your left wrist and spreading your fingers. When you're driving, your body is straight and your right hand is placed on the edge of the steering wheel, touching it gently. Also, there's a layer of calluses between your thumb and index finger. Your legs are spread apart at a 75 ° angle to the ground.
"Hmm?"
This time, everyone's curiosity was aroused. Saber looked at the front and narrowed his eyes. Those who were familiar with him knew that this expression meant that Saber felt threatened. However, his voice still carried a trace of laziness. He snorted.
"Then what does this mean? Barry, quickly reveal the mystery, I can't wait. "
Barry was a little nervous being stared at by everyone. However, he was after all a young man. Therefore, he pondered for a moment and said,
"This kind of habitual movement can allow you to stand up from your seat immediately when you encounter an emergency. Also, combined with your driving movements, I guess that there should be something hidden in the front or right of the driver's seat that can protect us. Your body is slender, so you must be good at fighting and using a gun. However, you don't have the temperament of a policeman or a soldier. Therefore, I guess that your profession should be difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with."
Barry, who had the temperament of a bookworm, went into a trance as he muttered.
"Combined with the state of this car and what Robin told me, I guess that you should be from Gotham. Also, with the recent events that happened in Gotham, if I'm not wrong, you should have personally participated in the terrorist attack in Gotham a few days ago … You might even be a warrior of the righteous side. With your age, you can't be one of those mercenaries from the Wayne family. Also, you don't match Batman's height. Therefore, let me ask you directly. Are you the Red Devil from the popular story in Gotham recently?"
"Screech!!"
The SUV suddenly braked and stopped at the side of the road. Not only Saber, but even his father's expression turned serious. Saber reached out and lit a cigarette as he asked in a low voice.
"Brother Robin, what is the identity of this friend of yours? These judgments, it doesn't seem like something an ordinary person can guess … "
"That's enough, Saber. Don't think too much."
Robin saw that the situation was developing in a bad direction. He hurriedly explained, "Barry was born with a talent. He can see the length of a line without a ruler. He can capture many details of a crime scene without a magnifying glass. He is a true genius. At least in the field of forensic expertise, I have never seen anyone better than him. He should be a detective, right?"
He flicked the cigarette ash and looked at Robin.
"So, Barry is trustworthy. He is on our side, right?"
Robin looked at his friend and nodded.
"I can guarantee that."
Saber opened his mouth and blew out a white smoke ring. He turned around and looked at Barry who was at a loss. Then, he reached out his hand and pressed on a certain position on the top of his head. The next moment, two hidden compartments popped out from the front of the driver's seat. There were four handguns, four grenades, a sheathed black straight blade, and a neatly stacked set of dark red armor.
Saber's identity was self-evident.
Other than Barry, the others already knew about Saber's identity. They were not surprised. Barry looked at the cold weapon in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little sluggish. He looked at Saber's malicious smile and his father's serious expression. In this stagnant atmosphere in the car, he started to doubt his fate … if he still had a fate after tonight.
"Listen to me, child."
Saber threw the cigarette butt out of the car window. He licked his lips and looked at Barry who was breathing rapidly.
"Curiosity kills the cat. You see, you've guessed my identity, haven't you? How do you think I should deal with you? You know, in the last battle, I killed a lot of people … "
"You have to swear that you won't tell anyone about this. Your guesses!"
Papa glanced at Robin who was at a loss. He then looked at Barry who was at a loss. "Saber's identity is very important. Once it is exposed, there will be a lot of trouble, the kind that will be fatal … The Shadow Warrior Alliance was only defeated but not defeated. Child, you have to understand the importance of this matter. If you can't control your mouth, everyone in this car will be in danger!"
Barry wasn't an idiot. He understood what his guesses meant. Facing Saber and Papa's gaze, he nodded seriously.
"Robin is one of my few good friends. I swear on my father's name that I won't tell anyone about what happened tonight!"
Saber didn't comment on this kind of promise. He looked at Robin who nodded at him.
"Barry's father is the most important person in his life …"
He looked at his good friend and said awkwardly, "He is currently locked up in the Central City Prison … Life imprisonment. Barry has never joked about his father. I believe in his promise!"
"Oh … You are indeed a child with a story."
Seiber had a playful smile on his face. He clapped his hands and said to the gloomy Barry, "How about this, I'll help you save your father, and you help me keep this a secret. How about that? Trust me, I can definitely do it flawlessly. I guarantee that even if he is walking on the streets, the police won't have a reason to arrest him! I am a professional! "
Barry was shocked. He almost jumped up from his seat and hit his head on the roof. He held his head and tears were about to fall. He struggled to say.
"No! Please don't do that! My father is innocent. I will personally find evidence to prove this point! "
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