Chapter 10 Chapter 10
In December, the adverse effects of the terrorist incidents caused by the Joker finally subsided a little, and the personnel of various departments of the GCPD also came out of the dizzy state of overtime work. Even if there were some "minor incidents" such as theft and robbery, they would not keep them so busy.
The police station freed up manpower and time. Because of Gordon's concern for Damon's family, they secretly visited several neighbors near Damon's home and the elderly people who used to live in that area. They confirmed that Arthur's identity was correct and consistent with the archival records. They also visited the house for an investigation. After that, policewoman Nevia led people to pay a return visit to Damon's home.
In the narrow living room of the old house, four adults sat around a broken coffee table. Even Arthur was sitting on a wooden reel that had been used to wrap cables. To be honest, it was probably older than Megan. One corner was broken and many wooden thorns were sticking out of it, but Arthur's palm was not hurt at all when he grabbed it.
They all spoke in hushed voices because Megan was not in the bedroom; she was sitting in the narrow gap between the chair and the desk under the window, staring out with her eyes open.
It was a cloudy day, very cold and the windows were not open. There was no air conditioning or stove in the room, so she was wrapped in a thick blanket, almost tied up by the blanket, and trapped in the gap, unable to move at all. She didn't pay attention to many people and things in the outside world, but just stared out the window.
As for Arthur, if he didn't restrain her, she would just take off her bulky clothes in the cold December and stuff herself somewhere else, risking the cold and getting sick. She didn't think about the consequences at all and just wanted to hide herself.
There was no other way. If Arthur wanted to have fun, he could only keep a close eye on her to prevent her from dying so easily.
The adults were still talking. "I'm sorry, Arthur, we haven't gotten any clues about Jon Smith yet. If we get any information, the police will notify you."
Nevia spoke apologetically, and Arthur's bitter, slightly flattering smile froze. He said, "No, I... honestly, I really hope he gets what he deserves."
He said 'no' at first, perhaps to refute that he had not urged the matter. After all, he had never dealt with people like the police before, so he was somewhat uncomfortable and subconsciously tried to please them.
But when he thought about how Jon had taken his Megan away, and if the police hadn't found her, he would still be running around in Gotham like a headless fly, not knowing what to do. He would collapse. He had nothing but his sick daughter, and he pinned his everything on her. So he changed his tone.
Arthur lowered his head after he finished speaking. As a person from the lower class in Gotham, he was not used to analyzing himself. It would make him panic and uneasy. He cared too much about this issue, but no one except him would think it was a big deal.
Nevia said: "Don't worry, we will do our best. By the way, is Megan okay?"
She looked at the small figure under the window. She was still as thin and small, but with fair cheeks. She didn't pay any attention to what they were saying outside. She just opened her green eyes to look outside, but her vision was unfocused, as if she was in a daze.
Arthur also followed her gaze, and when he saw Megan, he forgot his sorrow and all the bad things, and smiled with relief. He walked over, bent down and touched the little girl's head gently, and Megan turned her eyes to look at him.
They looked at each other, and Arthur said, "She's been very good lately, very well behaved. She's eating well and watching me."
Megan's illness isolates her from the world. There are few things she cares about and only responds to Arthur. This reaction has not subsided. Even if it only maintains this state, it means that her condition may still improve and can be cured.
He said, "Thanks to Mr. Gordon's financial support and the things you sent, I can accompany her, buy her some vegetables and fruits, and see her——"
Arthur leaned over and kissed Megan's forehead. His expression was full of love, completely different from his awkward appearance in front of the police. "Look at Megan's little face, it's gotten a little better." His eyes roamed over Megan's face, looking at her with great concentration.
Because of the money Gordon gave him and the supplies Nevia brought with her when she came to investigate last time, he no longer had to work day and night and barely earn a meager salary. He could stay at home with Megan, and the food reserves at home increased, with more food varieties. He could buy vegetables and fruits for his daughter, and even have time to make handicrafts and small toys for her.
On the desk in front of Megan was a cloth mouse that he had scribbled out of!
A change in diet and the company of her loved ones have made Meghan look much better.
Nevia also came over and studied it carefully, and found that it was indeed the case. At the beginning, Megan's cheeks were a little dry due to malnutrition, but now her face has become moisturized. When she raised her hand to touch it gently, it was unbearably soft, as if it would break if poked. People dared not use force and withdrew their hands as if their hearts were on fire.
She didn't have a deep understanding of Megan's illness. It was enough for her to see that the little girl was well taken care of, because it reflected a father's patience and care. But she also knew that according to Arthur's family situation, once the money Gordon donated and the supplies she sent were used up, Arthur would still have to go out to work and would not be able to stay with Megan all the time.
She thought of this, smiled and said to Arthur: "I have good news to tell you today."
Arthur was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes were suddenly filled with expectation. He was really too poor. Whether in the past or now, he needed someone to bring him "good news". Before, he was looking forward to his friend Jon, but he was disappointed. So what about now?
Even the smallest piece of good news could bring him a surprise. The police helped him find Megan and would not lie to him.
Nevia didn't keep the secret. Behind her was a black male police officer and a professionally dressed woman who wasn't wearing a police uniform. She gestured to the beautiful woman and said, "Thanks to the Wayne Group. They recently established a fund to care for children with special needs."
Arthur only attended elementary school, but he vaguely understood that the word "fund" meant that he would be given a sum of money.
A sum of money that can support Megan, so that she can get treatment when she is sick and her life will be better.
He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. Nevia smiled understandingly and said, "Don't be too nervous. Today we're bringing staff from the foundation to assess your family situation. The result won't be confirmed for a while." Perhaps this would dampen his enthusiasm, as whether he could be selected or not was still another matter.
But Nevia also said: "Gordon has submitted the information on your behalf, and this Ms. Carter, she is my good friend."
This was equivalent to Nevia guaranteeing him that he would definitely be on the list.
Was Arthur surprised? Of course he was. He had never imagined that there would be such a future waiting for him. They would receive funding from the foundation, and there would be so many "good things" waiting for them in the future. He didn't know what to do.
He wanted to express his gratitude to the person in front of him, but a line of tears fell first. His face was no longer so painful. From then on, he had more hope and expectation. The burden that was pressing on him and making him breathless became lighter, and his soul seemed to be relieved. He held Megan's face with trembling hands.
His emotions burst out violently, and Megan...she couldn't sense or understand them. She was forced to look up and stare into his eyes. Their green eyes were similar, but at a certain moment, the eyes she saw became crazy and evil, but were forced to suppress it.
Water drops fell on her face, but Megan didn't care.
Arthur bent down and hugged her tightly, lowering his head not wanting anyone to see his loss of composure, but he choked and repeatedly expressed his gratitude, and other than that he really didn't know how to repay her.
In fact, he almost laughed out loud. The Joker thought this was really funny. Oh, the Wayne Group's special children's care fund supports him and his children?
Oh my god—
After Nevia and her group left, the clown wiped the tears from his face, then went to rescue Megan from the narrow gap, pinched her armpits and lifted her up, grinning grimly: "Meghan, my dear child, you have brought me a new and interesting fun."
He cried and laughed during the performance today, and his emotions were high. After putting Megan down, he patted her face and said nonchalantly, "You are the most talented among those who acted with me, but you can only be second."
Who is first? The clown hummed his strange tune that sometimes rose and sometimes fell. In the middle of the song, he pulled out the child who wanted to hide under the table. He said to himself: "Who is first? Of course it's the little bat, right?"
The child didn't know how to answer him, so he asked, "Why so serious?"
He forced a less serious smile on Megan's face with his hands, and looked at her carefully with his eyes that had already become strange. However, she was even more dull and lifeless than ordinary people, and the clown suddenly felt bored.
…
On Christmas Eve, the day before Christmas, most companies and units will have a day and a half off, and the police station is no exception. That morning, Nevia brought Ms. Carter to bring them good news.
Megan Damon was identified as one of the sponsored children because of her special condition and serious illness, so she did not need to be brought to the sponsor. This also took into account Arthur's protective desire for Megan and his nervousness.
She is a special child herself, especially Megan's appearance - even though she is still young, after her body has recovered a little, she has delicate facial features, which combine the advantages of the appearance of her grandparents and parents.
Back then, Damon was a complete failure and an alcoholic. If it weren't for his face that made his girlfriend willing to pay for his drinks and bear his children, he might have been one of the bachelors and homeless people in Gotham.
Even Arthur, who was tall and thin with a slightly bent back, had been weathered by the vicissitudes of life before he was thirty years old. There were many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and on his forehead. However, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was high, and his green eyes were incredibly pure. If it weren't for his overly thin cheeks, he wouldn't be ugly.
Megan is a child with outstanding appearance, but she doesn't understand anything yet. She can't resist, nor can she confide in adults or complain. She needs to be carefully cared for.
After they left, Carter returned to the office building of the Special Children's Care Fund. Although this was a newly established department under the Wayne Group, the office space was easily approved and was put into use directly without even having to be renovated. This undoubtedly accelerated their office progress and kept them busy completing the first project so that the boss could see their abilities and work attitude.
Carter knocked on the door of the chairman's office and received a deep, magnetic "Come in." The person inside was her boss, who was also the big boss of the entire Wayne Group.
Bruce Wayne.
As soon as he walked in, he was faced with the handsome and mature face of the Gotham tycoon. Under normal circumstances, Carter would admire this face. After all, his wealth and appearance made him extremely charming. But no matter how good-looking a man is, any mentally normal employee would remain calm when he becomes the boss.
He looked up and smiled at Carter, with an unconscious affectionate look between his eyebrows, and asked cheerfully: "You're back, Carter, how is the situation at that house?" His concern was beyond words.
Carter was all too familiar with the boss's kindness, which was so great that she had nowhere to put it. He simply realized that there was a group of children with autism - their families might not necessarily cure them, and autism was rarely cured, which would leave huge scars on those families and children. So he spent money to set up the fund for which she was working now.
As a playboy, he was dissolute when he appeared in various gossips. Men and women all loved and hated him. But at work, he was always willful and naive, thinking that everything could be solved by spending money.
Although this is true, spending money can really solve most problems.
Maybe he spends money just because he thinks of it. The countless wealth has given him too much confidence, so he has not yet fully grown up and can do something for an idea or a little kindness.
Maybe he doesn't have any profound ideals or intentions, but compared to other wealthy people, even if Bruce Wayne is a little naive and willful, he does good things and cares about the children he sponsors and their families.
Before the list was finalized, he suddenly had the idea to investigate the children's situation. After discovering that some information was falsified, he flew into a rage in front of the Supervisory Board. Like a disobedient child, he insulted all those incompetent trash, fired several employees on the spot, and called the police - they needed to bear legal responsibility for this.
Carter knew that as long as she did her job correctly, she wouldn't be like those people who responded in a businesslike manner: "They are very poor. The Damon family's situation is indeed very poor, and Megan Damon is the most seriously ill of all the sponsored children."
So her boss said lightly, "Then I'll increase their funding to the maximum. I can also provide some personal support to make their lives a little easier."
Rich people's speech.
Carter: "You are so kind." She praised sincerely.
Before she came to see the chairman, she returned to her office and brought some documents that needed the chairman's signature and confirmation. She placed them on his desk, discussed some work content, and then left.
After the meticulously working woman left, Bruce's 'innocent, wealthy' expression faded, but he wasn't serious either. He called his adopted son and said to him with a smile, "Well, the child you found has been confirmed for sponsorship. Are you happy now?"
Dick Grayson laughed twice, his voice clear and hearty. "Yes, I'm glad. Thank you, Bruce."
"Also, Ah Fu asked me to ask you, you will be back for dinner on Christmas Eve, right?"
Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, "I'll try my best."
But Dick said, "I miss you so much, and I'm looking forward to your gift. Don't tell me you don't have any prepared one? I'll complain to Alfu."
The author has something to say:
I said I had drafts saved, but in fact I didn’t have any (shocking). Maybe it’s because I’m really into adult men lately, not little brats (you).
I decided to release the copy of the ①mei who has eight ex-husbands. The copy is too long to be put here, but I can put a pirated copy (?)
What? As for the pirated copy? Here it is:
Knight: She loves me
Deathstroke: She loves me (sure)
The two men looked at each other, and there was a bat behind them:?
A chairman: Bald people are out
A certain red cloak: ...
A white cloak next door: I struggle
Batman: My Love
Red Hood: Here you go
Next door Niu Xu Mi: It turns out that green eyes are not impossible
Sexy and mature men are the most delicious (sure). All of these eight ex-husbands are delicious. I just want to ask why Deathstroke is so confident (confused). Only the bats from the Knight Universe are excluded in the list, but it’s not a big problem (?). Our main feature is an extreme pull, but we want them all.
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