"I know what you're suspicious of." Seeing her simple thoughts practically written all over her little face and in her eyes, Su Ming calmly walked through the conference room's automatic doors, pulled out a chair, and pressed her down into it by the shoulders. "But Barry can vouch for me. I absolutely didn't manipulate Roy's mind. He's living by his own will now, just as he did before he died."
Yes, he had lied.
He had tampered with things a little when he used the Black Lantern Ring to resurrect Roy as a Black Lantern Zombie, but Barry couldn't tell, could he?
Even with the Speed Force, all The Flash had seen while standing stupidly beside the grave with a shovel was a flash of Black Light, then a flash of white light. Then Roy got up and said exactly what he wanted to hear—that he didn't blame Wally at all.
People liked hearing what they wanted to hear. Even if it was a lie, they wouldn't dig too deeply into it.
Why else did Batwoman know Deathstroke had the Black and White Lantern Rings but never ask him to resurrect Catwoman? Because Batwoman was much smarter. He feared it, worried that Deathstroke might plant some secret command in Selina's mind. In fact, he didn't trust any of the various Power Rings or Lantern Entities at all.
But that was the realm of clever people. For simple Barry, things weren't that complicated.
Of course it was a good thing that the dead could forgive Wally. Mm, that was enough. As long as someone was alive, the charge of murder naturally no longer stood.
Wally could go home, and the Flash Family was reunited. How wonderful.
More precisely, everyone was happy. The dead could be resurrected, the innocent could leave prison,