Shadow of the Beautiful World

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In the next few days, Merlin and Bruce acted together.

They are like ghosts hidden in this cargo ship. They are haunted, but they are very ethical and only take what they need.

Bruce learned quickly, in such an environment, if you want to live a long time, you must learn to exercise restraint.

Only by not destroying the original order and environment can we hide ourselves for a long time.

But to serve two people, the total amount of food missing in the kitchen each time is more than before, which quickly attracted the attention of the head chef. The crew searched the cabin more and more frequently, and Merlin realized that the ship was no longer safe.

"The next time we dock, we must leave."

Merlin carried the lunch box and said to the unshaven blues sitting beside him:

"We're looking for a ship again, or trying to make some money and take the train. In my experience, the train is much better than the freighter."

"Is this leaving?"

Bruce finished the last bite of soup, he looked at the surrounding cargo space with regret, he said:

"It's a shame, I even like this place a little bit."

"Stop!"

Merlin patted Bruce on the shoulder. He said:

"Your 17-year-old silly boy, what you like is not here. What you like is the stimulating feeling of stealing things...I found out that you are getting more and more active these days, which is not good, Bruce! "

"I do not have."

Bruce denied it, but Merlin turned around and took a bottle of wine from his "room" and shook it in front of Bruce. He said:

"I see it in my eyes, Bruce, you are starting to try to cross the border... I still remember how the first night we met, how firmly you told me that you will never be a criminal, but it’s a pity, Now, you are doing the wrong thing."

"Aren't you the same?"

Bruce asked in disbelief:

"You are also taking food in the refrigerator and borrowing something from the crew. We are no different, Merlin."

"We have!"

Merlin added a tone:

"I never take what I don't need. Everything I do is simple, just to keep to a minimum."

"I know that is bad behavior. If I can, I will never take the initiative to steal. If they can agree with me, I would even be willing to do odd jobs on the boat in exchange for food. Unfortunately, Stark Industries never hires outsiders."

Merlin sighed. He stood up and said to Bruce:

"Listen to me, Bruce, this is just a trivial problem, but the meaning it represents is very serious. I almost fell into it, I almost killed hundreds of people, if not a respectable old man to help me, I'm afraid I will really become a monster."

He stretched out his fingers, swiped under his feet, and said to his companion in front of him:

"Bruce, there's a line there, we can't see it, but it's there. Don't cross it, you won't be able to come back again. Old Stan told me, if you don't want to be a bad person, then don't be Don’t let yourself be a bad guy."

With a warning, Merlin made Bruce's refusal disappear into his throat.

He has nothing to refute.

From the beginning, he did become more and more accustomed to resisting theft, even learning to enjoy.

He enjoys the kind of unearned gains, the excitement of walking on the boundary. He has been suppressed for too long. The dark things in the past have been affecting him. Perhaps, he is indulging himself in this way.

In this world, some people are cured by childhood all their lives, and some people are cured by childhood all their lives.

"Ok."

Bruce looked up and looked at Merlin. He said seriously:

"I will return it, and I will go back in a while."

"Well, this is my Bruce, a good little young man."

Merlin made a joke deliberately, which caused Bruce's glare. This silent young man seldom makes jokes, nor does he adapt well to other people making jokes.

And after Merlin had eaten the last piece of bread, Bruce suddenly sat in front of his eyes. He looked at Merlin and said:

"Don't you want to know my story? I think it's time to say it."

"Ok?"

Merlin suddenly became interested. He sat upright and looked at Bruce:

"Is it finally time to share the story? I thought it would be a few more days."

"Then say it. I'm listening. Sharing one another's suffering will always be a relief. If you want to listen, I will tell you my story after you tell your story."

"I am really interested in your story."

Bruce set aside his meal cup, and he looked at Merlin:

"After all, you are the first real supernatural person I have ever seen. As for my story, in fact, it is not as complicated as you think."

The width and length of this young man from Gotham interlaced ten fingers. In this dim cargo compartment, he seemed to be caught in the memories of the past, and said to Merlin in front of him:

"I was born in 1973, and my family is one of the oldest in Gotham City. My surname is Wayne."

"Wayne?"

Merlin narrowed his eyes. He recalled a few minutes and looked at Bruce:

"I know this family, on the outskirts of Madison, there is a Wayne Industrial factory. When I was a kid, many people were working there, but 9 years ago, it closed somehow, leaving many people unemployed. There was a small storm."

"Are you in 1981?"

There was a flash of pain in Bruce's eyes, and he nodded gently:

"Of course, because of the bad things that happened to my family that year. My father and mother... were murdered, and the family business had a lot of problems during that year, which affected the industry all over the world. ."

Merlin's eyes changed. He looked at the young man in front of him. After a few seconds, he said in a soothing voice:

"I'm sorry, I don't know... this must be painful, after all, you should be 8 years old."

"Pain? No."

Bruce shook his head. He said in a calm voice:

"Pain cannot describe the scene."

"Every night, I still remember that at that time my parents took me to the Gotham Theatre to see the famous play, "Zorro". Seriously, that play was not very suitable for children. I was very Fear, the superb performances of the actors attracted waves of applause, but I was scared."

Bruce's tone did not fluctuate much, but Merlin saw his clenched fist.

Obviously, even if it's just a memory, this incident has caused great emotions in young people.

It must be painful, and has been torturing him. .

"I asked my parents to take me away... I was always so capricious at that time, like a spoiled rich kid."

Bruce's voice became lighter and he said:

"My parents took me out of the theater and went to the parking lot. Old Afu was waiting for us there. It was only a few hundred meters away, but when we walked out of the theater, he was persecuted there by a criminal. He passed It’s very dismal. He brandished a gun. He wanted some money. Something. I was terrified. At that time, I knew that I shouldn’t be out of the theater."

Bruce covered his eyes and he breathed a sigh of relief without telling the end of the story.

But Merlin can guess.

He picked up the bottle in his hand, reached out and twisted it away, and handed it to Bruce. He patted Bruce's shoulder and said nothing.

Bruce took the wine bottle and drank his head up to drink. The spicy and pungent smell made his tears and his nose run out together, and he wiped it with his hands. He gritted his teeth and said:

"For a while, I always thought it was not that simple. I searched, and I tried desperately to find evidence of the conspiracy, but no. It was an accident, an accident, which took my parents."

Merlin looked at some sobbing blues, he said:

"I can understand that for a while, I was also eager to find the meaning of the tragedies that happened to me. Sometimes it did make sense, but more often...tragic things happened that way, without sinister intentions There are no secret groups, it just happened."

"But do you know what is the most ironic? Merlin."

Bruce gritted his teeth and said:

"The most ironic thing is that at that time in 1981, the entire Gotham city suffered great unemployment and the economic situation was very poor. The capitalists did not care about the lives of the citizens. Only my parents called the rich to generously help the city. Through the disaster. Qi Li, the murderer, the madman forced by poverty and forced to take risks, he personally killed the only two people in the city who really wanted to help them."

There was a touch of redness in Bruce's eyes. He said in a disappointed tone:

"But after my parents died, the rich people who felt the threat of death began to unite. They were afraid that the same doom would come to them. The city recovered, and millions of poor people got relief, but they sacrificed my Parents are like sacrifices to Gotham."

"I don't like Gotham because it devours my parents."

Bruce took another drink and said to Merlin:

"But I can't hate it because my parents died for it, and until the moment they die, they all hope that the city will be better."

"I used to want to avenge my parents and punish the murderer by legal means, but then I found out that Zili... he was just an insignificant little person, even without him, there would still be that night The appearance of others. It was the tragedy of an era, how should I punish that era that has passed away?"

"So you chose to leave?"

Merlin nodded clearly, he seemed to understand Bruce's entanglement, he said with a trace of silence:

"If this is the case, I can understand why you are not willing to talk about it. Also, what about the murderer? Don't tell me, you just let him go?"

"No, he is dead."

Bruce stood up and put his meal cup away. He took a silver revolver from his pocket and placed it in front of Merlin:

"Qili has something to do with Gotham's largest criminal family. Those **** bought the judge and jury. Qili was released as a mental patient. I was standing in the crowd at the time, holding the gun in my hand, I thought Yes, if the law cannot punish Qi Li, I will do it myself."

"But you didn't, right?"

Merlin asked, and Bruce nodded:

"I did not. But when I hesitated, a bullet pierced Zili's heart, and he died outside the courtroom, surrounded by reporters. The gunman was a member of the criminal family, and Zili has lost Out of use, he is not qualified to survive."

"I feel like I'm being fooled. I rushed to the criminal leader with a gun."

Bruce closed his eyes, and his face was full of loss and pain:

"I rushed into his tavern and put the gun on his head, but I didn't have the courage to pull the trigger, even if he snatched my last chance of revenge. I was a coward, Merlin, and I exposed my heart in front of him The biggest coward in here, I was laughed at by him, and I had to leave."

The young man stopped, he said to Merlin:

"I have to admit, Merlin, when I first met you, I didn't know where to go, I didn't know what I wanted to get, and I didn't even know what it meant for me to exile like this."

"But just now, I got it. You told me the answer I need."

"Oh? Is there?"

Merlin shrugged and said to Bruce:

"I don't remember I taught you anything. Haven't we always helped each other?"

Merlin's answer made the former broad smile.

A stubbornness flashed in his blue eyes. He took a step forward and reached out to Merlin. He said:

"I escaped because I was humiliated by those criminals. At that time, I didn't understand the rules of Gotham's game. Under the oppression of crime, I could only helplessly escape. I knew that it was impossible for me to defeat me they."

"They walk in the dark. How can I find those criminals if I don't know them?"

"There is still sin in the dark. If I don’t understand crime, how can I stop it?"

"It's like you taught me to live on the ship, you taught me the rules on the ship, you taught me to integrate into this system."

"This is what I have to do. I have to understand the criminals and their sins until I discover all their secrets in the dark, until I understand their weaknesses enough. By that time, I will go back, go back to brother Tan!"

Bruce clenched his fists, and he said to Merlin:

"I will go back and do things that my parents haven't done...I'm going back to protect my city, just like you find your own strength, I also want to find what belongs to me and belongs to Bruce Wayne Strength. Merlin, do you believe me?"

"letter!"

Merlin grabbed Bruce's hand and he said to the young man in front of him:

"Why don't you believe it? You have enough reasons to do this, and I believe you can do it. You learn things quickly, although occasionally recklessly."

"Speaking of it, you are actually saying goodbye to me, right? You made up your mind to leave?"

"Next port."

Bruce smiled sincerely. He said:

"I can stay with you for a few days, but after that, I'm leaving. I'm going to travel the world, broaden my horizons, and look for the evil rules in the dark."

"Relax, Merlin. I will learn to be the worst villain, but believe me, I will never really be one of them.

These words made Merlin slightly dull, he just wanted to remind Bruce not to indulge in the darkness, but did not expect Bruce to get such a profound conclusion.

It's like inadvertently helping the young man find the future direction.

But it also made Merlin's mood suddenly brighter, he once again helped those in need.

He grinned, patted Bruce's shoulder, and smiled and said:

"Come on, don't make it the same as life and death. If you are lucky, we will see you later. Speaking of, where is the next port? It is said to be in Maine?"

"Ok"

Bruce took a map that had been folded many times from his pocket and laid it out on the ground.

"Maine is also the terminal of this freighter."

"Supposedly called..."

Bruce looked down on the map with his head down, pointed to a place, and said to Merlin:

"City Harbor?"

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