Back at White Manor, Leo sees Helena, the huntress, half-leaning back on the couch, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace.

The curves of the tall and well-proportioned body are faintly outlined by the bright firelight.

On the TV screen, a classic old drama "The Story of the Emergency Room" is playing.

Dr. Doug Roth, played by George Clooney, is showing off that handsome and charming signature smile.

However, the hostess on the sofa is obviously not focused on the TV series.

"I thought you wouldn't be back tonight."

Seeing Leo walk into the living room, Helena said with a smile.

The city vigilante who had changed out of his uniform was nestled on the couch, his tone tinged with a hint of laziness.

It seems that Helena already knew that after cutting off communications, Leo met the little princess of the Quinn family in a nightclub.

"Do I look so? I just put her in that apartment on Palm Avenue and nothing else happened. And Thea is still an underage girl, and I don't want to be arrested by Lance Detective. ”

Leo put his coat on the couch and smiled helplessly.

As the heir to a large family, he has a much better reputation in Star City than the likes of Oliver Quinn, Bruce Wayne, etc.

The former did have a ridiculous experience, and the latter used it as a cover to disguise Batman's identity.

It's just that Leo doesn't understand these rich people, why do they have to use the character of "playboy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to learn"?

Like him, he is keen to maintain his good image, always maintaining the dignity and honor of the White family for generations.

So Pierpont often said that if Leo was willing to participate in the political campaign, he would definitely be able to enter the White House and become the youngest president.

"I'm sorry, I'm just judging by common sense. Because with your character, you won't deliberately refuse to send you an affair. ”

Helena said meaningfully, her head resting lightly on Leo's legs, her beautiful eyes looking at each other.

The in-depth communication between them stems from a hormonal outburst of passion.

This is where the huntress came and all sorts of stories.

"What kind of affair is this? Taking care of a drunken rebellious teenage girl? It's not glamorous at all. ”

Leo shook his head and smiled, and continued, "And Thea didn't throw a hug on me, she's just a homeless girl. ”

"Sooner or later. Do you know that a little girl like her actually has a paternal complex deep down in her heart. ”

Helena plays with her experience as a woman, with a hint of banter on her lips.

"Without his father's love, my brother disappeared for five years...... Judging from these factors, it is normal for Thea to like mature men who are older than herself. ”

"So you're going to continue discussing this with me...... The father-lover complex of an underage girl? ”

Leo was a little speechless, how could he not have noticed before, the indifferent Helena still had this side.

Sure enough, as long as it is a woman, will there be potential for gossip?

"It's just ...... Academic Discussion. ”

Helena chuckled and grabbed Leo's tie and led the other to bow her head.

The two looked at each other, and the huntress's soft lips touched lightly, then actively sucked in.

Each other's scents are sprayed on the face, like a mellow wine exuding a rich fragrance.

The lingering kiss lasted for about four or five minutes before the tangled lips and tongues slowly parted.

"Why are you so interested in Thea?"

Just as he was about to prepare for something more exciting to happen on the sofa, Leo suddenly frowned and asked.

Could it be that Helena was really led crooked by Nissa?

A pair of white arms wrapped around his neck, and the roaring fire in the fireplace reflected the delicate face that was slightly cold.

Helena tilted her head slightly, pressed it to Leo's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Because I'm the same as Thea, because you...... It made up for the missing role of 'father' in my life. ”

…………

Two weeks later, Louisiana.

"This is the parish of Taylorborn?"

Leo sits aboard a twin-rotor helicopter, looking out over the ground below through an open hatch.

Like a swamped country, most of the houses below were submerged by the sea, leaving only a few winding roads.

As a Catholic parish, it looks a little too desolate.

"Yes. A few minutes away is Jean Charles Island, where Belliif Prison is located. ”

The driver in front replied.

In the gloomy sky, the helicopter looked like a small bird, and sooner or later it would be swallowed up by the backlog of clouds above.

The black clouds are like piled mountains, and a torrential rain is brewing in them.

"Why is this the way this is?"

Leo couldn't help but ask curiously.

The cold wind howling outside was like a knife, violently lifting the collar.

Schrödinger, who was lying in his arms, writhed a few times, and the little one's body shrank towards a warmer place.

"It's all thanks to the government!"

The driver said with a slight sarcasm.

Jean-Charles Island was originally a rich marshland bordering the bay, where the families who settled here made a living from fishing and oyster farming.

Since there was no industry or pollution in this area at that time, fishermen could trap a large number of fresh marine fish with a delicate taste and no fishy smell by digging a pit in the marshland, and the quality of life can be said to be quite superior.

However, the good times were short-lived, and the U.S. government, which was in desperate need of oil and gas, explored for immeasurable resources here.

To facilitate the extraction and transportation of oil and gas, local government officials have volunteered to build a man-made waterway to the Gulf of Mexico.

The once rich marshland was covered with dense pipes, and in the next thirty years, the man-made channel had tripled in width.

Eventually, the island of Jean-Charles was inundated and 98 percent of the land was lost in just over 50 years.

By 1977, the government was said to have extracted at least 800 million barrels of oil and 500 million cubic meters of natural gas on the island of Jean-Charles, which was far from the limit.

It was not until the federal government ordered a ban on the exploitation of its own resources and turned everything into imports to ensure the supply of resources in times of emergency, that peace was restored to this once rich land.

However, residents who used to live here have left or moved to a small amount of land that has not been submerged, struggling to survive on handouts.

Because of this, the parish of Taylorbourne was so sparsely populated that the military built a secret prison here.

Ostensibly a public sanatorium, it is actually a tight cage for serious offenders.

"That's Bellev?"

After listening to the true story, Leo didn't comment much.

Politics itself is dirty, and officials who are interested in profit do not care about the inhabitants of Jean-Charles Island.

Although they received a generous compensation, the home they once lived in has been changed beyond recognition.

Leo looked out at the buildings that stood not far away, perched on a piece of bare water, surrounded by patrol boats.

It wasn't until the helicopter landed at the airport that he got a glimpse of what the secret prison really was.

Sturdy, high-walled power grids, heavily armed patrol guards, and modified jeeps patrolling on all sides, with four to six security guards sitting on them.

"Welcome to Bellife."

Amanda Waller had been waiting for a long time when she saw Leo step out of the helicopter and went straight up to say hello.

The top manager of the Tianyan Society is a black woman with a slightly bloated figure.

The sharp eyes and serious face give people a feeling that it is not easy to contact.

The name Amanda Waller has received mixed reviews within the Pentagon.

Some generals recognized her efficiency and ability, as well as her resolute personal style; Other dignitaries of the Ministry of Defense thought the woman was radical.

However, thanks to the strong support of General Colin White, Amanda Waller gradually gained a foothold in the Pentagon.

In recent years, the Tianyan Club has gradually grown and got rid of the embarrassing situation of being overstretched in the past.

"Long time no see, Amanda."

Leo smiled lightly and shook hands slightly.

Schrödinger lay obediently on his shoulder, like a huge ball of black wool.