I want to have a date with Superman

500 meters underground of the Pentagon.

The four walls of the monitoring room are covered with LCD screens.

At this time, at three o'clock in the morning, almost all the monitors were black.

In front of the console, a little loli was lying on a chair with a lollipop in her mouth, reading the latest issue of "New World" attentively.

Loli is about ten years old. She is an Asian with black hair and yellow skin. She has twin tails and is wearing a jk sailor suit. There is a maturity in her eyes that is not for her age.

"Alert, alert! There is a high-intensity abnormal energy reaction in Gotham City, alert -"

Suddenly, a display screen lit up, followed by a piercing alarm.

The little Loli didn't take her eyes off the science fiction magazine. She just clicked on the console and said lazily: "This is the Superhuman Advanced Defense Executive Committee (Shadow Bureau), and I am 'father'."

"Stab-" The red alert screen flashed, and a tall black woman in formal clothes appeared.

"Father, I am Amanda Waller. There is a paranormal incident in Gotham Cathedral. I hope you will send agents from the Bureau of Shadows to deal with it immediately." The capable woman with short-haired ears said directly.

"What level of threat? Vampires, demons from hell, invasion from another dimension, or another dark wizard from the wizarding group?" Little Loli's 'dad' still didn't look away from the magazine.

"The fallen black mage's danger level is probably above level three and below level seven." Waller, who had not gained weight yet, was unsure.

"Baga, the error is so big, how can I select agents?" Loli finally glanced at the screen and glared fiercely.

"Sorry, I'm not at the scene, so I can only judge from the video and the gcpd's confession.

I don’t know what Witch Harley did, but Archbishop Marvin completely degenerated and killed all the monks and nuns in the church and sacrificed them to the devil.

The scary thing is that every time he completes a sacrifice, his strength increases by one point. Until now, even the GCPD that blocked the block has suffered heavy casualties. No one knows the limit of his strength.

How about, Dad, send the highest-level agents there? " Waller suggested.

"Hahaha, are all the Crusaders dead? The Archbishop of Gotham has fallen? This is really good news.

I have always said that the people in the church are glamorous on the outside and talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but secretly they are all men stealing and women being prostituted.

The probability of a priest falling into hell is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people. "The little Loli gloated.

Waller said seriously: "You know, because the giant ferocious beasts and supernatural events mentioned by the wizards, especially those related to hell and demons, must not be made known to the public. Before dawn, please ask father to make arrangements immediately Agent."

Little Loli pointed to the ceiling and said sarcastically: "Do they agree? Without level nine agents sitting in the Shadow Bureau, how can those people sleep?"

Waller understood what the other party meant. This is a world where demons, vampires, and magicians are real. As the center of American power, the Pentagon must do extraordinary security work.

"Is there only one level nine agent left in the Shadow Bureau?" Waller asked.

"The more, the safer. Go ask Colonel Trevor, or call General Lane directly?" said the neon little Lolita.

Only a few seconds passed before a shirtless, sleepy-eyed man appeared on the screen.

"I'm Steve Trevor."

Waller told the story quickly.

"It should be no problem. The owner of the White House has not been making trouble internationally recently, the situation around the world is relatively peaceful, and no warnings of extraordinary terrorist attacks have been received," Steve said.

"OK!" Little Loli nodded, tapped a few times on the keyboard, "Stab", and another screen lit up.

It was a dimly lit lounge. Sitting cross-legged on the tatami was a large man over two and a half meters tall with green skin, a bit like the Hulk next door.

But the surface of his body, including his head, was covered with stitches.

"Dad, do you have a mission?" The big man opened his eyes.

There is gentleness and reason in his eyes that are completely inconsistent with his ferocious appearance.

"Frankenstein, take your demon-slaying sword and go to Gotham, Gotham Cathedral."

"Copy that!" Frankenstein stood up and went to get the "door panel sword" hanging on the wall.

"By the way, Harley Quinn is still in Gotham, right?" The little Loli suddenly turned to Waller.

The black girl was stunned and said: "Maybe, what does dad want to do? The White House has already decided that we will not participate in the Holy Crusade's bad things."

"It has nothing to do with the crusaders, I just want to..." A blush appeared on Loli's face, and she held up the "New World" science fiction magazine in her hand.

"I like her "A Certain Scientific Red Manhattan" very much. Please help me get an autograph."

"She appeared in the cathedral before, but she has left long ago. I'm afraid she can't be found." Waller said dryly.

"Oh, forget it," the little Loli sat back on her seat in disinterest, muttering, "Why did such a potential science fiction novelist become a witch?"

After a while, Waller went offline, and Shadow Bureau agent Frank Stein also boarded the plane to Gotham. Colonel Steve asked with a troubled face: "Dad, do you ever feel that something is wrong with the world?"

"I think the person who asked this question has something wrong with his head." Little Loli continued to read this issue of "Red Manhattan".

"No, a friend I haven't seen for a while recently found me. Before I could be happy, she looked at me like a ghost and asked me why I was alive." Steve said in confusion.

"Well, that means there's something wrong with your friend's head."

"No, she is not an ordinary person. She has extraordinary power and can understand the truth of the universe."

Now the little Loli became interested, "They all said you have an Amazon girlfriend. Could it be her? What is her name, Mina, Dana?"

"Diana."

"Yes, Amazon Princess Diana, we are also trying to go to the Mediterranean to find a paradise island. I guess she is probably tired of you, finds excuses to quarrel with you, and then breaks up." The little Loli smiled.

"I'm not kidding, she said that I crashed on Paradise Island during World War I. I briefly resurrected for a few days in the 1980s, but then disappeared again." Steve said seriously.

"Hahaha, it is clearly recorded in the military files that your plane crashed in 1992 (ps). You were only 18 years old at that time. How could you die? Moreover, your parents were born after World War II." Xiao Luo Li shook her head and laughed.

"I said the same thing, and then Diana... something was very wrong with her. She was so confident in what she said, but after hearing what I said, she began to doubt herself.

But she is a god, she will not get sick or lose her memory.

Dad, you are an expert in extraordinary events and have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Have you ever encountered a similar situation? " Steve said worriedly.

The little Loli thought for a while and said: "It is true that if the timeline is distorted or who changes the timeline of your ex-girlfriend, or the timeline of all of us is changed, even if she is a goddess, Can you hold on a little longer.”

"How is it possible? Who can change the timeline of the entire earth?" Steve doubted.

The little Loli shrugged, "I don't think it's possible, so there are only three possibilities left. First, the possibility of who Diana's timeline was touched is very small;

Second, she was so high that she was hit with a stick by someone, and her mind was confused.

Third, she just wants to find an excuse to abandon you. After all, there is a big difference between you in your thirties and you in your childhood.

Men tend to look greasy after the expiration date. No matter how good the goddess's appetite is, she will find it difficult to swallow if she eats too much!

Well, you have to be mentally prepared, this is probably the biggest. "

Steve hung up the phone with a dark face.

Two hours later, above Gotham Cathedral, inside the Archimedes spacecraft.

"Shit, you are so strong! What kind of organization is the Bureau of Shadows, and what is the origin of this monster? It looks a bit like the legendary Stitch Monster Frankenstein!"

Harley in front of the screen was amazed.

Before the arrival of the Shadow Bureau, things developed smoother and more cruelly and bloody than she expected.

After drinking the blood of the devil, Marvin completely lost his humanity. Not only did he arrange the corpses of the crusaders into a pentagram and summon a group of hellish imps to the world, but he also used the most cruel method to sacrifice his colleagues - the cathedral. of priests and nuns.

This extreme blasphemy indeed gave him great strength, and his body expanded to a height of five meters, like a giant spirit.

Well, somewhat similar to the Bloody Mary seen in Hell.

But he was not satisfied yet.

He also intended to sacrifice God's dwelling place on earth, which meant to drag the church completely into hell.

At this time, gcpd received a call from the desperate priest and came again. More than ten people rushed in and became new sacrifices - devoured by demons in the church in front of the statue of Jesus.

The church that once represented splendid splendor has been reduced to a flesh-and-blood mill.

During this period, Harley had an idea and unloaded the Vulcan cannon from the spaceship. Then she returned to the cathedral, placed the Vulcan cannon on the bell tower, and shot a bunch of bullets at the little devil chewing the corpse in the yard.

The physical attack of "ta da da" also broke them into two pieces, but the corpses quickly turned into shadows and disappeared into the material world.

After the troll Marvin was also beaten to pieces, then reassembled like mud, and threw a boulder at the bell tower, Harley left happily.

Well, she has recorded enough "evidence".

But Harley didn't leave completely. After gcpd arrived, she watched the drama from above.

Watching the GCPD crying for their parents, being torn into pieces, and their souls falling into hell, Harley was quite happy and couldn't help but laugh twice.

Until a green shadow god descended from the sky. He claimed to be an agent of the Shadow Bureau. He held a giant sword and cut the giant demon Marvin into six pieces with three swords. He completely turned into black flesh and could never be restored to his original shape.

He appeared for less than ten seconds and called it a day.

After he left, Harley dared to lower the height of the spacecraft and recover all the "Fly" reconnaissance planes.

"The US government actually has a special 'exorcism' agency. It seems that the water in this world is deeper than I thought."

Satisfied and fulfilled, Harley left Gotham.

In the Atlantic Ocean hundreds of kilometers away from the east coast of America, the Archimedes airship is like a submarine, with most of its body suspended below the sea surface, and only the ventilation window on the top floor is exposed.

Well, the airship can sail in the water, but it doesn't carry much oxygen. It is only used to enter the spacecraft base through the sewer on a daily basis. It is not suitable for long-term underwater diving.

There is about ten square meters of space behind the driver's seat, and the deck is filled with items.

Robbie's small buckler, the devil's heart in a glass bottle, the Crusader's laptop, and a large box of black materials contributed by Marvin

Harley first stood at the top of the spacecraft and used seawater to wash away the stains on the armor's surface. Then she climbed back to the cabin along the ladder and disassembled the carbon nanomaterial armor piece by piece.

"Hey, there's something stuck in my hair."

The bulletproof armor has a hood, just like Bruce's soft bat helmet in the future, but Harley is a girl, and it is impossible to wrap all her thick hair in a leather bag. Not to mention the oily head in a stuffy environment, only the thickness of her hair , which makes the hood impossible to wear - it cannot be buckled at the chin.

Therefore, the hood has an opening as big as a wine glass on the back of the head, exposing the ponytail.

Now, when she took off her hood, she could clearly feel that her hair was stained with "glass beads" as big as mung beans.

Not one or two, but at least twenty. This is an exaggeration.

Feeling a little strange, Harry simply put his head under the "Fly" reconnaissance plane, and then stared at the screen to observe.

"Wow, it's still shining. It's a pale golden glow. It's so beautiful. This is—shit, is this the legendary Tears of an Angel?!"