Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 78
At the scene of the New York Supreme Court, the criminal case about Mr. Jones, the deputy mayor, is being heard.

The Supreme Court is a court of first instance with universal jurisdiction. The Donkey Party had made great efforts to place the trial venue here.

Because... Although they never said it publicly, but here, their control is extremely strong.

Previously, it was because of their various obstructions in various links that this iron case, which was firmly established, was dragged on for so long.

"boom"

The presiding judge struck the gavel, which meant that after six hours of fierce fighting, the trial of this case was finally coming to an end.

Mrs. Gray stood up, waiting for the result with a solemn face.

She sat in the public gallery for a rare reason this time. For some well-known reasons, the former deputy mayor had actually been abandoned, so she no longer had to participate in every detail of this case.

But she came anyway because she wanted to see it end with her own eyes.

"...The facts of the crime are established..."

The judge's verdict seemed a bit distant to Mrs. Grey, but she still captured the most crucial words.

"Very well, the judiciary has won once, and I am gratified."

She told herself so.

These days, the gray-haired aunt is not doing well

Mrs. Grey hasn't had a good night's sleep since the night she witnessed Mr. Mayor's throat being cut.

She used to think that she would not be afraid of the evil rooted in human nature, because she felt that she had already gotten used to it,
Having been a prosecutor for so long, I have seen and heard too much, Mrs. Gray has long understood.

"The world is neither black nor white, but a delicate gray."

The good and evil in human nature are mixed together.

There are neither absolute villains nor pure saints.

She believes that truly great souls can overcome those shortcomings in human nature.

But she now realizes that she was wrong...at least in part.

It turns out that in this world, there are indeed people who can present evil so purely.

The blood smeared on the clown's mouth, and his chaotic and crazy eyes, woke her up from her dreams countless times, and she asked herself countless times when she was arranging the soaked pillows and sheets.

"Are you afraid?"

Mrs. Grey's expression changed

It was like a questioning ringing in her heart, the tone was so weird but familiar.

Mrs. Grey turned around suddenly, and what she saw was the smile that had appeared countless times in her nightmares.

"Joker?"

Mrs. Grey probably didn't realize how sharp her voice was.

The clown stretched out his little finger with an awkward expression, and dug in his ear.

"Hey, don't be a little girl, I'm not a devil."

Mrs. Gray forced herself to gather herself and asked:
"Why are you here?"

"Where? Do you mean the Holy Court?"

In fact, Mrs. Grey's question...is indeed reasonable in common sense.

Although she had long since left the courtroom in a trance, she was still in the New York County Courthouse, a hexagonal building with character, but above all its sanctity.

The sanctity of justice.

But obviously, this thing is a fart in Joker's eyes.

He dared to set up a decent court to mock the American judicial system, how could he be expected to be respectful to the court building.

The clown joked and said, "Come on, if I hadn't killed the beloved Mr. Mayor, the case just now might not have dragged on for a long time."

Mrs Gray was speechless for a moment.

Because the clown is telling the truth.

Judicial justice is often just an ideal pursuit.

"You haven't answered me yet, are you afraid?"

The clown jumped slightly and sat on the railing next to him. From Mrs. Grey's perspective, the Manhattan Bridge across the East River was behind him.

"No, I'm not afraid." Mrs. Grey took a deep breath, her eyes turned cold: "At least it's not you who is afraid."

"Wow, I understand. Are you afraid that you will be like those people and unable to overcome your evil thoughts?"

Seeing that Mrs. Gray didn't speak, but just stared at him, the clown knew he had guessed right.

This surprised him a bit.

He originally thought that Mrs. Grey got the template but didn't join the battle because she wanted to avoid danger in the battle...

Tsk, Obasan is really hypocritical.

That's right, the members of the [Justice] camp who went on passive strikes are Obasan in front of us.

At first, I thought this aunt was quite a tiger, but she would definitely transform into a crime killer immediately after getting the template, and she would plunge into the wave of fighting crime and move forward bravely.

Wan didn't expect that after she got the template, she wouldn't even say a word, let alone stand up as a hero.

can this work?This will not work!

However, her ideological problem is more difficult to solve than simply being afraid of fighting with others.

Su Ge probably knew what Mrs. Grey was thinking.

After a person suddenly gains power far beyond ordinary people, will he become better or worse?
In fact, there is a high probability that it will go bad.

Aside from crimes of passion, one of the root causes of people breaking social order and obtaining profits through illegal means is that criminals feel that they are extraordinary.

"I am very smart, I have more cutting-edge technology, and I know how to figure out people's hearts better than others."

"I am so good, why am I so poor? Why am I looked down upon?"

"Why can a mediocre person enjoy a higher social status than me?"

Similar thoughts breed the desire to commit crimes.

Sadly, many people face this reality.

Then if a person truly possesses more power than ordinary people, why do you think he will do good deeds?

If there is no death of Uncle Ben, what kind of path will the little spider take?
Just look at the people of the motherland.

For a real hero, the most valuable thing is never his extraordinary strength.

This is why Kratos is respected wherever he goes.

There are too many good things in the world, even the bald head is within easy reach, but he has never been caught in it, and he has not even shown the minimum desire.

Mrs. Gray is facing the same dilemma, but she is more mature, she knows that if she starts to use the power of strange things, no matter what the reason is.I will be subjected to this torture every moment in the future.

If it was her in the past, she would probably accept this gift firmly, but that night obviously had a shock to her mind.

If the timing is right, the ugliness in people's hearts will be exposed to the sun with just a little teasing.

She is afraid, afraid that she will become bad.

But Mrs. Grey obviously didn't realize that from the moment she discovered that she had power, she was already undergoing this kind of test.

So far, she's doing pretty well.

Even in the face of the danger that was close at hand...that is, the clown, she did not use that power rashly.

Although she should be praised a few times, Suge doesn't really care if she gets better or worse.

Just get up and work.

The clown grinned.

"Huh, huh, huh", the voices of people like a tide came from my ears.

Mrs. Gray frowned, she was familiar with this voice.

This is the sound of the procession.

But she clearly remembered that there had been no news of large-scale demonstrations recently.

But now, even in Lower Manhattan, she could see people flocking to Washington Square Park, and on closer inspection, she saw that these people were all wearing black robes and wearing a... clown mask.

"What did you do?" she demanded angrily.

But what Mrs. Grey saw was a face that was exactly the same as the people in the distance.

The clown on the mask smiled funnyly, but his stiff face made people feel very weird.

"I didn't do anything, I just posted a suit and a mask."

The clown clicked his tongue, and seemed to be sighing and laughing at the same time.

"Then I told them ... that everyone in Hell's Kitchen, wearing these clothes and wearing these masks, will go to Midtown today, go to Madison, go to the Upper East... to demonstrate against the recent scandal in the city government. "

"The method is to hit... smash, and rob!"

Mrs. Gray gritted her teeth, she knew very well what kind of consequences this might cause.

Riots throughout the city...

With just one piece of clothing and one mask, the speed at which people flock to this kind of group violence is absolutely astonishing!

Hell's Kitchen only needs a small number of people...to start a...

"You lunatic!"

"Thank you for the compliment." The clown's voice was very happy, and he obviously knew what was going to happen next.

"But I can't blame me for this. There are too many rich people in New York, but some people always ignore that among the tens of millions of people in this city, there are more poor people!"

The sharp blade flashed, and the clown was directly headed by the owl.

Because it was so sharp, the air seemed to be buzzing uncomfortably.

The clown's head rolled on the ground, and finally settled down. He seemed to be trying hard to look at his fallen body, but failed. He could only look at Mrs. Grey, whose image had changed drastically, and his voice was still so joyful:

"By the way, Jinx is going to show up in Madison, attacking the police lines that stop the march, you know her..."

Mrs. Grey walked towards the head that was still talking, and tore it up completely, leaving the clown's final sound in her ears.

"A lot of people should die there, I'm a little curious, how would you..."

Yeah, what would she do?

　When writing this chapter, I was thinking, if I become a superman, will I be a hero...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)