There was a sudden cry of pain in the quiet small park, and it was not a normal thing at four or five o'clock in the morning.

Matt was very vigilant: "I'll take a look."

Ah Fu said very consciously: "I will guide you."

But Matt said: "I don't need it yet, but I will be faster myself."

Ah Fu couldn't figure out why a person who couldn't see would act faster by himself.

Then the next moment, he saw Matt put the tomatoes he just bought under the tree, and then shook his blind stick.

"咻咻" sounded through the air.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, Matt suddenly exerted force and slammed the steel blind stick against the iron trash can beside him.

The loud sound of steel colliding quickly covered a space of more than ten meters, and accurately echoed the surrounding situation to Matt's ears, and then formed a pair of white lines in front of his dark eyes. [-]D map.

This is Matt's ability.

It is also because of this ability that he can live alone like a normal person, and even become a vigilante in Hell's Kitchen at night, fighting criminals.

After all, the darker the place, the more inconvenient it is for normal people to move. On the contrary, blind people like him have the least impact.

Coupled with his own echolocation ability that is almost equal to that of a bat, Hell's Kitchen at night can even be called his "playground".

No one knows this.

So no one has ever doubted that the blind lawyer who is active in Hell's Kitchen during the day will be the agile Daredevil at night.

And now, it's time to use your abilities again.

The three-dimensional map is presented in front of Matt's eyes, which is more precise and accurate than what the human naked eye can see.Almost immediately, he found the young man who was screaming for pain. After confirming the exact location, Matt rushed over first.

The blind cane became a dispensable decoration, and his gray eyes were still empty, but he accurately bypassed all obstacles and ran all the way to the public toilet.

Ah Fu's current body appearance is that of a child. Although his physical fitness is not as good as when he was young and middle-aged, not even a housekeeper in his old age, he is much stronger than most human beings.

Although he had short legs, he ran very fast. He followed Matt and almost rushed into the public toilet.

Then he saw the thin young man lying on the ground.

It was a big boy who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, thin and small, probably not much heavier than half Matt.He curled up on the floor of the public toilet, pressed his temples hard, and kept knocking his head to the ground, looking in severe pain.

The groaning sound came from his mouth.

Matt squatted down and started an emergency check.

Ah Fu also leaned over: "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't know yet, he has a fast heart rate." Matt lowered his head and moved closer. "Hey boy, can you hear me?"

The boy didn't respond, he still wrinkled his face in pain and bumped his head hard.

"It seems to be the problem here." Ah Fu stretched out his index finger and said against his temple, "Call an ambulance, I didn't bring my mobile phone, you come?"

Matt nodded, controlling the boy from bumping his head with one hand, and took out the phone from his pocket with the other.

It's just that just as he was about to announce the number, the boy who was pressing him suddenly flipped over and broke free.Immediately afterwards, his half-raised hand was emptied, and the phone was knocked to the ground by the boy who rolled over and sat up!

Matt was a little confused.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on now.

Could it be that he and Alpha are helping him?

Why does it look like they are not welcome?

The sound of the mobile phone falling to the ground was very clear, and Matt could tell the general direction. He turned slightly sideways, groped twice, and found the mobile phone not far from his feet.

After a brief inspection after unlocking, Matt was quietly relieved to make sure that it hadn't been broken.

After all, for "poor people" like him, mobile phones are considered "expensive items", and it is better not to change them without changing them.

Carefully putting the phone back into his pocket, Matt fooled the boy sitting on the ground with the tone of a lawyer who fooled his client.

"We have no malicious intentions." He said gently but firmly, sounding trustworthy, "I just wanted to call an ambulance for you."

The boy brushed his hair back and adjusted his sitting posture. He put his legs together and bent to one side. He played with his hair with one hand and rested his hand gently on his thigh. This is a common sitting posture for girls. The big boy looked really weird.

He didn't speak, but just stared straight at Matt, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was a little coquettish.

Although Matt couldn't see, he was still very uncomfortable. He was quickly defeated by the young man's silence and returned home.

Alfred stepped forward.

Little Ah Fu's current appearance is relatively harmless. Eight|nine-year-old children rarely cause people to be on guard. It is much more convenient to make a conversation than the tall and muscular Matt lawyer.

He deliberately asked in a childish tone: "Big brother, don't you really need an ambulance? Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

The deliberately soft voice made Matt tremble subconsciously, and he was very uncomfortable.

But by accident, he got preferential treatment from the boy. He turned his gaze away from Matt and turned to Ah Fu.

"No need for an ambulance." He spoke for the first time, but his voice was purely female.

Matt was puzzled: "Girl?" He quickly denied his speculation: "It shouldn't be, the previous cry of pain was obviously a male voice."

The teenager continued indifferently: "He doesn't need help."

"Him?" Ah Fu keenly grasped the key words in the other party's words, narrowed his eyes, "Then who are you?"

This vigilant expression, made by an eight|nine-year-old child, probably has no effect other than being cute.

The young man gave a short laugh, with a strange kindness in his expression: "You can call me..."

"Adam!"

A not-so-unfamiliar voice interrupted what the boy was about to say, and Harris, in police uniform, ran in panting heavily: "Why did you come here? If it wasn't for the locating watch, I would have almost died again." Lost you."

It was the young police officer who dispatched the police last night and took away the robber and Matt!

Matt recognized his voice: "Officer Gavin?"

Harris then turned his attention to the other two present.

"Lawyer Matt? I really like your temper. You can just call me Harris. Calling Gavin is too much. Speaking of which, this kid..." He looked at Ah Fu, "Is it your son?"

"Of course not!" Matt retorted immediately, "It's Batman..."

Harris tilted his head: "Huh?"

Matt swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and said conservatively: "My admirers, we just met."

"Oh." Harris nodded, and focused on the boy again, "Get up, the floor is dirty, are you sick again?"

And the young man who had been silent since Harris came in suddenly blinked his eyes, then patted his temple lightly, and then said in a completely different tone from before: "I don't know, I don't remember. "

But this time the voice was purely male.

Ah Fu looked at the dazed Adam and fell into deep confusion.

Is this guy two-faced?

The author has something to say:

No, it's just mental illness :)

ps. The new character in the plot is indeed Adam. As for who he is, a reminder: a four-character American drama, a double-personality female clothing boss Gong.But the author will not let him become a criminal like in the play, the author is soft-hearted_(:з)∠)_

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