In the dark biology laboratory, Catwoman showed an extremely frightened expression, and almost instantly, she jumped to the top of the instrument next to her, staring at the scene in the room with wide eyes.

It seemed to be a laboratory for plant experiments, but at this moment, all the plants swayed, broke the glass wall of the cultivation chamber, and frantically pounced on Schiller.

Just as Catwoman wanted to go down to help Schiller, she suddenly smelled a charming smell of wine.

The sound of the bottle breaking was even more harsh in the silence of the laboratory, and the next second, Catwoman noticed that she had appeared in a small room.

It looked like a children's room, a small room, except for a small window in the corner of the room, a small bedside table, a table, and a small bench.

Catwoman was a little stunned, but soon, she reacted, because last time, she was also pulled into the consciousness space by Schiller, and when she was still playing in the playground, she was shocked by Superman's consciousness explosion, and she was deeply impressed.

Whose memory is this?" Catwoman crouched down and frowned, "It doesn't look like Schiller's, he shouldn't be from this era, could it be Pamela's?" But why did I come to her memory?"

Catwoman looked down at the blanket pattern, which was a cute pink bear, and the small bench on top of the blanket was also pink.

Catwoman stood up again and surveyed the room, not so much a children's room as a princess's room, with many of the decorations pink, including curtains, sheets, and even frames with paintings on them.

Catwoman took two steps forward and found a small school bag, also pink, next to her desk, reached out and picked it up, rummaged through it, and found a student ID that said "Pamela Eisley" on it.

Catwoman brought her student ID closer, and she saw that the little red-haired girl in the photo was exactly the same as Pamela, which should be the picture she had taken when she was a child.

What makes Catwoman puzzled is that Pamela's expression doesn't look happy, and the way the corners of her mouth are turned down reminds Catwoman of a person, that is, Batman, who has been unhappy all year round.

At this moment, Catwoman heard movement outside the door, she tiptoed to the door, and a woman's voice came from outside the door:

"Pa, how many times have I told you, it's not a toy you should play with, I bought you the best and most expensive dollhouse, you should take it to school, show it to your friends, prove that you are a real lady......

"But...... But I really don't like ......," came a little girl's voice.

"Don't like it?!" The adult girl immediately raised her voice, her voice became a little sharp, and Catwoman involuntarily plucked her ears, and she heard the woman say, "Do you know that dollhouse cost me two months' salary?! You have to take it to school, tomorrow!"

"You have to play with the same toys as the rich kids to fit in, and you have to talk to them about the latest dollhouse, how to dress up the light strips, what kind of dress to wear for Christmas...... Instead of thinking about that mud all day!" ….

The voice of the little girl crying came, but the woman's voice broke even more, and she said, "Pa! Don't cry! Don't cry! You can't cry so loudly! I spent so much money to get you into the best private school, you have to be one of them......

"Tell me, you love dollhouses! Love those dresses I bought for you! You'll wear them to Christmas parties...... Speak, little Pa...... Pamela...... Please!"

The woman also started crying, and she said, "We can't handle our house, and you can't let those classmates come to your house, so you have to actively go to the party!"

Catwoman heard the sudden sound of hurried high heels in the room, as if the woman was standing up looking for something, and after a while, her voice reappeared.

"yes, what about the Bonpoint dress I bought you earlier? Did you know that many children of royals and celebrities wear this brand!"

"Good boy, you have to put it on, go

Go to the Christmas party, get everyone's attention, listen to your mother, go to your room and change it, you will definitely be the most beautiful little princess!"

Catwoman heard the sound of footsteps and walked towards the bedroom, she was not sure if she would be seen, but she used the instinct of a thief and slipped under the cot.

Hiding under the bed, Catwoman saw that the little girl walked in, closed the door, and threw the expensive children's dress on the bed, she sat on the edge of the bed, and Catwoman seemed to be curled up in bed crying judging by the shape of the shadow on the ground.

No way? Catwoman thought, if you have a beautiful dress, you don't wear it yet? Christmas party? She'd never been to anything like it before, but it sounded like there would be a lot of good food......

Catwoman under the bed shook her head, thinking to herself, the children of the elite class are like this, they are all hypocritical, if she had such conditions when she was a child, she would be crazy.

After a while, little Pamela resigned herself to changing her skirt and walked out the door, still crying quietly amid the woman's series of praises.

"Okay, my little princess, you have to go to practice, you know, the violin is a stepping stone to the aristocracy, this sentence is very reasonable, yesterday you only practiced the piano for 5 hours, today you must practice for 6 hours, okay?"

The woman took little Pamela into her bedroom, handed her the violin, and said, "You practice here first, I'll get some food, but before that, you can play the score that the teacher taught you yesterday, and you can play it for me......

Catwoman hiding under the bed can only judge Pamela's movements by the shape of her shadow, but she seems to be hesitant as you can tell from the speed of her movements.

But after a while, little Pamela still took the bow and put it on the strings, and her mother looked at her condescendingly with the score, and the first note that the bow rubbed against the strings made the woman say, "Huh?" A bang.

Little Pamela immediately stopped, and Catwoman saw that her arm was shaking a little, and sure enough, the next second, the sound became like sawing wood, but what was even more piercing than this was the woman's scream.

"What are you doing! Easley! How did you pull it like this? I spent thousands of dollars to find the best teacher for you! Didn't you say you learned it in class yesterday?!! ….

Little Pamela trembled and retreated, and began to cry again, and the woman broke down and snatched the strings from her hands, threw them on the bed, and threw the violin on the ground, and she said, "What the hell are you crying about?! If you didn't learn, then why didn't you tell me?! I'll ask the teacher to tell you again, and I've paid for it!"

"I spent money, but you didn't learn anything, you've already learned three lessons of a song, why do other kids only need to learn it once?! Easley! You're just working against me! You're just trying to drive me crazy! Just like your father......

The angry woman picked up the bow next to her and pumped it on the arm of little Pamela, who let out a sharp scream, crying and hiding in the corner, Catwoman just wanted to go out to stop this, but the woman withdrew her hand, cried and hugged little Pamela and said:

It's all your mother's fault, your mother shouldn't have beaten you, but your father abandoned us, and you will have to go back one day, and you have to go back to that class and live the life of a rich man like your father and the people around him......

"You have to improve your skills, keep climbing upwards, and don't be like me, young and ignorant, deceived by others, Xiaopa, you are all my hope, please, learn the violin, play the piano well, go to the party......

"Don't talk about the mud and grass on the side of the road at the party, they won't like these things, you will be ostracized, you will be disliked, you will be laughed at by everyone because of your poor origin, just like me."

"In the end, those who say they love you will also abandon you, because of your ignorance, stupidity, and simplicity, you can no longer follow my path......

The woman hugged little Pamela and wept bitterly, and when she crouched down, Catwoman could see half of her face, which was unexpectedly young, but her voice seemed to be full of vicissitudes, like the smiling and welcoming woman she had seen in the most cramped alleys of Gotham.

After the woman went out, little Pamela began to play the violin again, but even if Catwoman didn't know how to play the instrument, she could tell that the little girl didn't like the violin at all, her movements were very stiff, and her whole body was full of resistance.

After a while, the woman pushed open the door and took Pamela out, and after both of them were out, Catwoman crawled out again, and looked out through the crack in the bedroom door, she thought the two were going out, but unexpectedly, they sat down at the dining table.

Catwoman frowned deeply, for she didn't smell any food at all, believing that her nose was sharp enough to tell which one was cooking steak a few streets away.

So she opened the bedroom door a little wider, stood up, looked over the table, and saw that there was no meat on it, and not even any of the food was steaming.

In front of little Pamela was a small bowl of vegetable salad, plus two sandwiches rolled with cheese and cucumber, and in front of the woman was even more exaggerated, with only one plate with three fruits on it,

"What the hell?!" Catwoman said in a voice that only she could hear, "They're not going to eat this??! God, they're going to starve themselves to death!"

Then, she heard the woman say, "Pa, don't make that look, you have to know that this is to protect the world, we can't eat those poor little animals anymore......"...

"That's right, you're going to say this to your classmates, you've always been a vegetarian because you're kind and can't see animals hurt, you're an environmentalist, right?"

"Perhaps, you can talk to them too, your mother is like that, you know? It's one of the most popular ways of eating among the wealthy, and it will make them look up to you."

Little Pamela sat at the table, fiddling with vegetables with her fork, and then she looked up at the woman and asked, "What about plants?" Won't plants hurt?"

The question seemed to stop the woman, and she pursed her lips and said, "Animals run and scream, they have souls, and plants...... They can only grow in the soil and do not move."

"If you grow in the earth and do not move, do you have no soul?" Little Pamela asked again.

"Of course, if you kill those animals, they will scream, they will cry, they will cry, but plants will not."

"Maybe plants do, but no one understands it." Little Pamela whispered, but the woman raised her voice and said, "Little Pamela! You've me off several times today! Don't contradict me again!"

"You have to be a good boy who protects animals, this is your ticket to the upper class, why don't you understand, you have to have a common topic with them to not show your embarrassment!"

"I don't have the money to buy you those expensive jewelry and fashionable dresses in the window, you can only let them know from this aspect that you are not a poor girl hiding in this cramped rental house, you are a rich man like them, a princess raised by the elite!"

The more the woman talked, the more angry she became, she threw down her fork, went to the window, and picked up the little pot by the window, and there was a little flower in it, and she said, "I know, you like to stare at it, and say, 'Plants can talk, too, that's crazy!'" It's crazy! You know what!"

"You can't say that in school! If they think you're mentally ill, you're done! …… Why are you still watching it? Why don't you listen to me intently?!"

"Because...... She seems to be crying......

"What ?!!!?"

The woman threw the pot to the ground in a fit of rage, and the dirt scattered out, revealing the roots of the plant.

The woman picked up the pieces of the pot and began to smash the stem of the flower with all her might, and she said, "Look! See! Plants don't speak, they don't give you reactions, plants have nothing to protect because they don't have souls at all!!"

But little Pamela showed a frightened expression, she suddenly cried, and then pointed at the little flower with her finger, and shouted:

"She's crying! She's crying! She's ...... She's angry!"

Catch the herd and burn the rope

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