The devil in the United States and the universe

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Damian looked at Miles' hand that pretended to be flexing, and felt uneasy.Obviously Miles didn't intend to reason with him. He planned to suppress him first and use his fists to let him know what it meant to have the right to speak with a big fist.

Damian stretched out his hand to rub the swollen mark on his forehead, and could only whisper, "You are too harsh, I am still a child."

Raven Rachel walked up to Damian and looked at the scar on his forehead with some distress. After glaring at Miles, she stretched out her little hand and touched it.

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt in a while." The red light in Rachel's hand shone on Damian's wound.

Damian was feeling dizzy when he was touched by a cold little hand. He looked up and saw the huge thing on Rachel the raven's chest, and a blush suddenly climbed onto his cheeks.Even though Raven Rachel is young, her body develops very early.

"Ah, why is your forehead still hot? Are there any other injuries?" Raven Rachel asked with concern.

Damian hesitated and ignored Miles's warning. His face was red and he lowered his head, unable to say anything.

Miles, who was waiting for Damian's reply, saw the two of them like this, and suddenly felt that he had eaten a little too much for breakfast today, and now he can hold on.

Miles couldn't stand it anymore. The eldest brother doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. What's wrong with a little brother like you blushing in front of other girls?

"Damian, now your physical strength has improved by leaps and bounds. From now on, you will train with Jean-Paul Jean-Paul and increase it five times on his basis. Do you know?"

Miles's voice alarmed Damian, who was shy. He took a step back quickly, avoiding Rachel's little hand, and said, "Five times, that's too much. It's not like you don't know that every time Champaolo They are all wearing that armor, I tell you, you are being abused and I don’t accept it.”

Miles had a sinister smile on his face, "If you don't accept it, how about we continue practicing? If you win, I will change this training plan for you."

Damian shook his head like a rattle. Only a fool would practice for you. It hurts so much even if my head collapses. If I practice again, I will become the Tathagata of the East.

Damian looked at Miles' determined face, curled his lips in grievance, and went upstairs to change clothes and prepare to exercise.

Rachel the raven glanced at the people present with some embarrassment, turned her head and ran away.

As a straight man and a bachelor, Miles perfectly interprets what it means to beat a mandarin duck with a stick.

Seeing that the excitement was gone, Champaolo patted Dick's butt and said, "Brother, do you want to practice together today?"

As he spoke, the strength in his hand gradually increased, causing Dick's face to become a little distorted.

Dick snorted and slapped Jean-Paul's hand away with a wave of his hand, "You bastards, are you jealous of my beautiful butt? Don't you know that this is my weapon to pick up girls?"

Having had enough pranks, Champaolo shook his head and turned to inspect the gym. He wanted to prepare for normal business today.

Dick glanced at Miles angrily, then came out of a room with a large pile of documents, stuffed it into Miles's hand and said, "These are all the cases in our jurisdiction over the past week, and now they are handed over to you. It’s taken care of. By the way, after you go to the police station, you must ask for a leave for me. I need to rest for two days.”

Miles, who had a headache just looking at the documents, reluctantly accepted the thick pile of documents. He went out twice in three months, relying on Dick and Laurel to cover up, and finally avoided the police. Something went wrong, and now Dick asked for a break, and he had no reason to refuse.

"By the way, Deputy Director Lance said that if you disappear every three days in the future, your fate as a detective will probably come to an end. At that time, you will have only two choices. One is to go back to being a police officer. Or you can only give up the police career and follow your mother's wishes to develop a company for her."

Dick told Miles another piece of bad news. Apparently, Lance couldn't bear Miles's work attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, and gave him an ultimatum.

Miles nodded, indicating that he understood.Then he planned to walk out with the document in hand and perform his work.

Dick asked curiously, "Are you not worried at all? You know that once you are removed from your post, your chances of getting back up again will be slim."

Miles smiled slightly at Dick, "I have already thought about this problem, so don't worry, leave it to me and you can rest assured."

Then he turned around and walked out.

Dick shook his head in confusion. This time he was so talkative and didn't say anything about the solution. It was really tempting. When Miles walked away, he looked around again and gasped after seeing no one. With a breath of cold air, he covered his butt and ran upstairs.

"Damian, just wait for me. I'm your brother. If you do something so harsh, my butt is probably swollen now. Just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will make your butt swell as well." Otherwise, why would you call me brother?"

Dick found some swelling medicine, lay on the bed, and applied it on himself.Immediately, the burning pain subsided and turned into a cold feeling. Then he hugged the pillow and spoke through gritted teeth.

Miles didn't care how Dick reacted after he left. He spent a hard day at the police station, and after barely finishing all the things for the week, he slumped on the chair and slowly spit out a mouthful of turbidity. gas.A day in the office was simply more uncomfortable than fighting Darkseid. Various complicated cases were placed in front of him, asking him to confirm and sign, but Miles couldn't help but look at them.

What makes Miles even more uncomfortable is the foreign aid he carefully found. Laurel Lance, this lawyer, now dislikes Miles extremely. Whenever she comes to hand over a piece of information, she gives Miles a Rolling eyes, full of naked contempt.

"You agreed to let me review the case for you. Do you think you are doing human affairs? A lot of cases are piled up at my place. You, the detective, have been missing for three days. What do you want to do?"

Laurel was also drunk. With such a boss, if Miles's subordinates were not really doing some practical work, and if Dick hadn't helped persuade her, she would have copied Miles's squid.

What can Miles do? He is also in despair. Darkseid is not coming, so he is very relaxed now. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a little policeman in Star City?

But in the past, he was really unable to do all the work. He had to balance his normal work, family relationships, and his superhero side job.Not to mention his main job, being a Taoist, there are still 72 earth evil techniques waiting for him to practice.

"It's so difficult for me." Miles Yangtian let out a long sigh.

"What's so hard?" Laurel, who was standing in front of Miles's desk, yelled dissatisfiedly to Miles, "I don't care if you have something difficult or not, give me these documents now, right away, right away. I’ll read it and sign it. Otherwise, don’t even think about leaving.”

Laurel slapped a pile of documents on Miles's desk and said to him. It was obvious that the girl was already full of complaints.She made up her mind that if Miles dared to complain again, she would let Miles know what the eloquence of a professional lawyer means today.

Under the pressure of Laurel's strong aura, Miles grimaced, picked up a document and pondered it carefully. At this time, silence is a heavy piece of gold, and it is better to hold it firmly in his arms. , if someone gets messed up, who will work for you in the future?

It was not until twelve o'clock in the night that Miles took a deep breath, signed the last document, handed it to Laurel who was waiting impatiently, and said, "Now, I'm done. Take a look." Are there any documents you want to add? I’ll do it together.”

Laurel looked at Miles who was pretending to be aggrieved angrily. She didn't know how many times she had done this lazy move, and she could see through it at a glance.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask some uncertain news, but she didn't know how to ask, and there was a hesitant look on her face.

Miles suddenly became interested. He straightened his body and looked at Laurel with piercing eyes. He didn't miss any detail and said, "Laurel, what's wrong with you? Do you need my help with anything? For the sake of it." For your hard work, I will try my best."

A blush appeared on Laurel's face at first, but it faded away in an instant.He asked in a low mood, "Miles, do you know anything about Oliver Queen? Is he still alive and has even appeared in Star City?"

Miles was moved in his heart, but looked at Laurel with confusion on his face.

In fact, he was also very confused. He also asked Dick to look for Green Arrow, but could not find any information about him.It stands to reason that he should appear when Star City is in danger, but he disappears without a trace.

And now Laurel asked, obviously knowing something, which made Miles not sure whether he should say it or not.

"It's Sia. When she was in the gym, she obviously changed a lot when she mentioned Oliver. Her demeanor and tone were as if Oliver was still alive. However, after leaving the gym, she kept Keep your mouth shut my gut tells me you should know something" Laurel said to Miles.

It turns out that Sia's expression gave it away, and I thought Green Arrow was back sneaking around again and was discovered.Miles thought to himself.

But he couldn't tell the news that Oliver was still alive, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He hesitated and said, "He, I can't tell you, I can only tell you this."

Miles finally thought about it and told the news in this suggestive way. Oliver could ignore it, but the cooperation with Laurel was indeed long-term. He didn't want to sow trouble for his future because of such a thing. , causing Laurel to resent him in the future.

"I knew it, I knew it." Laurel walked around the room a few times, looking very excited. Obviously she knew what Miles meant. Oliver was still alive. Otherwise, Miles would only say that Oliver was dead. I don't know about being alive, not that I can't tell.

It didn't take long for Laurel to finally calm down. She asked Miles, "What about my sister? Where is Sarah? Is she still alive?"

Miles shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Miles really doesn’t know. Logically speaking, if the Legends of Tomorrow team in the previous life really existed, then they should have appeared long ago to stop Miles from causing trouble. After all, it started with a brick wall. Every step he took basically changed what had happened, but at this moment, the Legends of Tomorrow team disappeared without a trace. Naturally, as a member of this team, the whereabouts of the later captain also became confusing.

Laurel covered her mouth in excitement and was speechless. Tears smeared her eyeliner and then flowed down her cheeks.

Although Miles says he doesn’t know, there is still hope of living, right?

Miles hurriedly took out the tissue and handed it to Laurel. He had no experience with girls crying in front of him, so he could only hand the paper silently, waiting for Laurel to calm down.

It took a long time, until Laurel's eyes were swollen from crying and the box of tissues in front of Miles had been used up, before Laurel finally calmed down.

She said to Miles, "Thank you for telling me this. I am very satisfied with this news."

Miles shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything. You know, no matter what you said, I didn't say anything, so you don't have to thank me."

Laurel looked at Miles deeply, nodded, then turned and left. When he walked to the door, he said to Miles, "Miles, you can get off work."