Patrick's Bizarre Adventure

Oh huo

Clark actually loves kids.But he probably doesn't want to like it anymore.

All in all, for the sake of this little fool who didn't know where he came from, Clark decided to help him.

Mainly because it's what being Superman is supposed to do, and it's definitely not a "if you don't help him find a home, you might have to endure his torture for the rest of your life" kind of thing.

So at the half-moon meeting of the Justice League, Clark couldn't wait to find Constantine.This blond man with a thin mustache is still wearing his long brown trench coat that has never changed for thousands of years, and he still holds his favorite "Sika" brand cigarettes in his hand.

"John, do you have time? I have something to ask you." Clark wore his red and blue Superman suit with a serious face.

"Of course..." Constantine replied, hiding the cigarette behind his ears like a magic trick, and looked back at Clark equally seriously, but Hal who was next to him suddenly interrupted.

"Have you encountered any troublesome characters?" Hal stuffed a handful of potato chips into his mouth. It was a peaceful time, so he was not very busy. He hung up at the Justice League every day, and there was Batman anyway. The free snack package provided - Shazam and Barry, who often come to play, have gained weight twice.

Although Hal just said it casually, Batman who heard the word "troublesome" immediately cast his eyes here. Although his detector did not detect any villains, Clark was not a random person .

Clark felt the burning eyes behind him, and felt a little panicked.This friend is good everywhere, but he is too responsible. When there was a clown in Gotham before, his energy was not too focused on other people. It seems that since the clown died more than half a year ago, he has gradually distributed his energy evenly. .

And... Clark didn't want to say anything about P prematurely.It’s not because of children’s possessiveness, it’s just that this problem may not be solved by bat, maybe it will intensify the conflict and let bat develop a machine at the speed of light to kill p directly-don’t think it’s impossible, With money you can do whatever you want.

After getting along with him for the past few days, Clark thinks that P is also a very good boy, but his personality is a little bit out of character.

"Uh, don't worry, it's nothing important, I just want to know." Clark said, and hurriedly dragged Constantine to ask, leaving Batman behind to watch, gradually frowning.

Batman: Something is wrong with Superman.

Clark thought he had tricked bat, and heaved a sigh of relief.Constantine next to him was a little puzzled.Didn't he remember that Superman cared so much about what he knew?

Constantine took out a cigarette, waved it in front of Clark's eyes, lit the cigarette after getting his nod, and took a deep breath of nicotine before asking, "Is there anything you want to know?"

"Well... I want to know something about ghosts." Clark became serious, his eyes fixed on Constantine in front of him.

"Ghost..." Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke, "What do you want to know?"

"If, I mean if. After someone dies, will he become a ghost and appear in the world? And the voice can still be heard by some special people, and even a hazy shape can appear..." Clark tried to describe it in words The feeling brought out by P, but Constantine next to him already understood everything.

"So that's why you met a ghost." Constantine looked calm, but it made Clark cough twice in surprise.

"Cough...what if! It's not me, I didn't meet..." The more he refuted, the more he lost his confidence.

"Hmm, it's not you, it's not you." Constantine said perfunctorily without sincerity, "According to your description, what you encountered should be a ghost. Some people often say that the ghost died because of a terrible death. The soul is full of obsession to become a creature. There were ghost knights in the Middle Ages, and ordinary demons would be in charge of them. After death, the soul will be taken away by Lucifer and other hell kings. There should be no fish that slip through the net That's right..."

While Constantine was talking, he thought about it, and Clark didn't understand what Lucifer he was talking about, what kind of archangel, what kind of demon, etc...

The only thing he can be sure of now is that P may be an escapee from hell, and it seems that he will not cause much damage to himself, ordinary people, and the earth.

Clark walked out of the small conversation room with a little disappointment, and then, was horrified to find that P was actually sitting next to Hal, not only watching the TV series played by Hal, but also eating the potato chips that Hal opened, and saw Clark coming out of the room , P happily waved to him.

Clark: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Clark panicked instantly, you are a ghost!And dare to break into the territory of the Justice League!Are you not afraid to wait for the next plasma cannon to wipe you out? ? ?And not to mention that the Justice League really has a few archmages who are very researched on the magic side besides the science side!

"Clark! Why did you come here to play with me behind your back!" P jumped off the sofa, ran over with short legs, looked up at him, and pouted coquettishly: "I'm waiting at home It's been a long time since you've been bored, so I came to play with you."

Then P glanced around greedily: "So you always knew there was such a fun place, and you didn't bring me here to play. Really, fortunately, I found it myself."

Clark was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't show it, so he could only comfort him in a low voice: "Hide and go home, it's very dangerous here."

"What's the danger? They can't see me." P smiled sweetly, and then his expression suddenly became gloomy as if he saw something.

"...What's the matter?" Clark keenly noticed his depression, and patted his shoulder vaguely to comfort him.

"I seem to have seen that person before." P pointed over there, turned around and buried his head between Clark's legs. "I used to be, very afraid of him..."

Clark looked in the direction he pointed, it was Batman, and Batman looked back calmly, causing Clark to turn his head immediately.

Clark: I'm afraid you weren't really a Gotham criminal in your previous life!

Before he could persuade P to hide again, he heard the door knock behind him, and Constantine came out.

Clark: Oh shit, it's over.