Kara doesn't remember how she got on the Batmobile, she felt like she had been dragged out of the cemetery by Roy, and she couldn't use her strength. Then, almost as soon as she leaned back on the cushion of her seat, the tiredness engulfed her tense nerves like a tide, and she fell into a deep sleep in a moment.

"Caracalla"

In the darkness, it was as if a voice was calling.

Kara remembers the voice, as if it were yesterday. In fact, she felt that it would be impossible for her to forget her mother's voice and smile for the rest of her life.

Now, she wears a sexy blue tight-fitting uniform with flaming red boots and an "S" mark on her chest, which symbolizes the family crest.

This is the dress for her prom, which her mother personally prepared for her.

The sensor door opened automatically, and the mother walked in quickly: "You're going to be late, sweetheart." Do you have to leave the impression of being late at the prom? ”

"But, Mom," said Kara, pouting, "I'm sorry for this dress." You know guys are going to point fingers at me, right? ”

Mother chuckled, "I should have told you that this is what I wore to my prom, right?" It's proof of your adulthood, Kara. From now on, you're a big girl who can be on your own, Kara, and you'll have to be a big girl. ”

Kara pouted, still not very satisfied.

Mother caressed her head lovingly and said, "Your father and I cannot be with you forever, and one day you will have to learn to face it on your own." When that day comes, we all want to see that you are strong enough to face anything. But rest assured, no matter what happens, your father and I will love you forever. ”

Theoretically, it's been thirty years since the last time she heard it, but Kara still remembers it vividly.

Becoming a racial orphan will not be an easy task for anyone.

When her eyelids opened again, the blinding golden light was burning on her eyeballs, and it felt like she was looking directly at a small sun. She felt warm all over her body, and every pore in her body opened involuntarily, greedily absorbing every trace of energy contained in the light.

It took her ten or so seconds to make sure—she was now in the winged knight's stronghold. She's been to this place, and it's impossible for an alien with a super brain to come once to be forgotten.

She was lighting up two fluorescent lamps above her head that emitted artificial imitation sunlight to recharge her and speed up her recovery, which Wayne Technology had developed exclusively - needless to say, it was not to mention that the boss Bruce Wayne had built this gadget specifically for someone who needed solar charging. In terms of efficacy, the effect of this thing is top-notch, and Kara's injuries all over her body are now fully recovered, and the tiredness is gone.

"Awake?"

Roy seemed to happen to come to her bedside and gently rested the glass with the drink next to her bedside: "Carbonated drink, do you need some?" ”

Kara paused, thanked him, picked up his drink and took a sip.

"Thank you." She hung her head slightly and said, "I thought I could do it myself, but I guess some of them were right, and I wasn't ready." I'm not as good as my cousin Carl, and if you hadn't come today, maybe I would."

Roy shook his head: "In many places, you are indeed too young, lack of planning, lack of observation. There is a serious lack of experience in dealing with the enemy, and most of the battles are based not on experience and thinking, but on combat instinct."

With every word he spoke, Kara lowered her head slightly, as if a little frustrated.

"But," Roy said, "you're good. ”

Kara stared at him in surprise.

"Experience can be accumulated, skills can be learned. The more important thing about you is the instinct to fight. He said, "I see a warrior in you." I see your talent as a piece of ore that has not yet been mined, and you were born with the potential to be a warrior but not explored. In my opinion, maybe you can surpass Karl one day. ”

Hope reignited in Kara's eyes: "Is that so?" ”

"But there's one more thing you have to learn before you can do this - and that's not to doubt yourself easily." Roy said, taking a sip of the drink from the cup in his hand, and walked towards the computer desk over there, "Whether you are a superhero or not, as long as you stand in front of the public, controversy is inevitable." So most importantly, you have to learn to live with some dark moments - like now. ”

Barbara, who was sitting on the chair in front of the computer desk, also turned the chair, let go of the screen, and said, "I really regret that things have turned out like this, Kara, you can see for yourself." ”

Kara had an ominous premonition in her heart. She got out of bed and walked over to the screen, where news footage from a short time ago was being replayed.

Lex Luthor - now the president of the United States - stood in front of the podium, facing the flickering lights with a solemn expression.

"This is the wreckage that our people in Gotham found from Gotham Cemetery."

Luthor said, a metal man cut to the big screen behind him. Just as Roy and Kara had seen when they crawled out of their graves, the metal figures had been burned to charred iron, and their original metallic color was almost unrecognizable. The hollow in the chest cavity where the heart was gouged out was quite eye-catching, and it was quite shocking to appear on the screen.

"He's a metal man, and his name is John Cowburn." "Today was supposed to be his birthday. As far as my investigation is concerned, Mr. Coben has always wanted to turn over a new life and return to a normal life, which is why on his birthday, he dug up the coffin of his own body from Gotham Cemetery. Maybe he wants to go back to that shell, become an ordinary person again, and get a second chance to mend his ways. And this is also an opportunity that we should all give him. But "

Everything in the picture suddenly changed to the first perspective of the metal man. From this perspective, you can see that Supergirl's eyes turn red like a soldering iron, and two terrifying hot visions roar towards her, as if they are about to pierce the screen.

The picture ends here, and the next moment it becomes a mess.

"That's the end of the information we get from the memory memory in Mr. Cockburn's brain." "Based on these images, we feel that there is a good degree of certainty that Supergirl brutally murdered Mr. Cobain and deprived him of a second chance to be a human being." Of course, we can't jump to conclusions without conclusive evidence, but we hope that Supergirl will cooperate with our work and come to our investigation. If she hadn't arrived within six hours to cooperate, I would have had to regret that Supergirl was officially wanted as a major suspect and sent a professional team to solve the problem. (To be continued.) )