(Chapter 18, which was held for review yesterday, has been released.)
The other streetwalkers hurried away, but Sherry remained standing where she was.
The two were already divorced, yet they still loved each other deeply. When she saw Johnny standing bedraggled in the middle of the intersection crisscrossed with crosswalks, grinning foolishly at her, she lowered her head and laughed. She tied up her hair, revealing the bruise on her cheekbone, then crossed the noisy, autumn-wind-filled street when the next light changed, opening her arms to embrace him tightly.
Qin Wei always welcomed scenes like this. He stepped back and sat in the car, leaving the ill-fated couple some undisturbed space.
"All sorted?"
Oswald's voice came through the phone. "Yeah. It wasn't easy."
"I don't understand. If money was the only problem, we could've simply bought him off. Why go to all this trouble undercover just to play spiritual adviser and solve gang members' problems?"
"Johnny's daughter is still in Joker's hands. Unless he sees hope, he'll never face reality. Part of that hope comes from us. The rest, he'll have to discover himself."
Though his motives were selfish, Qin Wei had indirectly guided a lost soul home. Propping his cheek on one hand, he watched the couple embracing late at night and murmured to himself:
"Saving Gotham, saving its poor people-even though I don't want to do it, fate keeps leading me forward.
"Tell me, are evil people worth saving too?"
He seemed to be asking someone, yet also seemed to be talking to himself.
"Matches Malone-oh, no. Perhaps I should call you Mr. Will."
Holding Sherry's hand, Johnny bowed deeply to Qin Wei in the car.
"Don't you hate me for playing with your feelings all this time?" Qin Wei raised an eyebrow with a teasing smile.
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