[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

The boy's body gradually came back to life in Cyril's arms.

He has a pair of very obedient amber eyes, shining innocently and ignorantly.Cyril just touched his wet head, then knelt down and lowered him to the ground.

Dick said nothing, but stood at a distance.He didn't seem to get over what had just happened, and after a long silence, he said to Cyril, "There are still many children on board."

Cyril's robe was also soaked by the rain, and the white corner was held by the little boy in his hand. He raised his wrist, activated the communicator worn on his wrist, and pulled out a light blue virtual screen. A little bit of painting on it.

"I already understood before I came here." After finishing his work, the elf raised his head and smiled at Dick, his wet blond hair was a little messy, but he was very calm, as if he just threatened to turn Dick into a sheep. People are not the same as him, "I have already contacted the Batcave, and he agreed to temporarily hand over these children to 'Guangming' for resettlement. Our agents will be here soon."

It has to be said that after experiencing such a bad thing, Dick's complicated and flustered emotions were relieved by having someone to take care of him in an orderly manner.

After listening to Cyril's arrangement, Ye Yi, who was wearing a black tights, raised her hand, brushed the black hair behind her head, and fell into silence again.

Cyril: "It's not your fault. You, including the children on that ship, were only affected by the war knights. And like those children and crew members who attacked others for no reason, your consciousness has been distorted. Maybe this child was taken away by you. It was dead when it came out."

Dick smiled reluctantly, his normally tall shoulders drooped, looking very tired, "Don't say this for me, after all, I made it with my own hands..."

Xi Ruier knew that no matter how much he comforted him, it would be impossible to change everything back to the way it never happened, he just took the little boy with his free hand, and said in a calm and stable tone as much as possible: "Okay, now you blame him I'm really useless, why don't I tell myself what happened, the most urgent thing for us now is to find the war knight wandering around in Gotham."

The sound of the tide is afraid of hitting the pier. Under the thick dark blue dome wall, a blond-haired elf leads a ignorant young child and smiles quietly at Dick. Behind him is the boundless sea like an abyss.

This scene is as beautiful as an oil painting. The combination of rich gray blue and bright gold exudes a kind of serenity that is almost religious, and has enough comforting power.

The rain made them all embarrassed, Dick raised his head, swallowed the bloody taste in his mouth, and began to explain in detail from the beginning.

Cyril listened carefully, nodding in agreement from time to time, until he heard Dick say that after he swam ashore, he ran into a man smoking a cigarette by the sea, he suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Dick's narration.

"Is that man driving a red car?"

Dick: "How do you know? Did you meet him when you came here?"

Xi Ruier shook his head: "I didn't meet him, do you still remember the model and license plate number?"

Dick turned his head and thought for a while: "...I was not in a good state at the time, and I was already a little not sober. I seemed to see the license plate, but it was blurry. But his car is very conspicuous, it is a 60s from the last century It’s a vintage car that’s been produced and well maintained, but there are very few people who drive it now.”

On the way here, Cyril and Cassidio have checked all the available vehicles provided by Alfred separately, but unfortunately, the owners are ordinary people.

"Probably he's right," Cyril rubbed the top of the boy's head and said to Dick, "Detective Gordon also saw this man with his own eyes."

Dick pressed his arm that had been pierced by the bullet. The pain of the muscle and skin being torn was tormenting, but bearable.

When Cyril was looking for the little boy's soul body just now, he obviously took the blood recovery potion thrown by the other party, but he never took it.

At this time, the pain made him have no time to worry about it.

"I'm going to go to Sergeant Gordon and draw the man's face," Dick said.

Cyril took out a translucent invisible earphone from his backpack, and put it in Dick's hand together with three or four soul stones, "The earphone can connect to the internal channel of 'Bright'. If the system in the cave is connected, you can also contact your family members, so you can make do with it first. Leave it to me here, and I will definitely send these children out of Gotham safely."

"it is good."

Dick, who was always lively, didn't have the strength to speak anymore in this situation. He saw Cyril open a portal for him, leading to the small station of 'Light' in Gotham.

"The motorcycle you came here must have been stolen... I don't know the coordinates of the Batcave, you can go to the 'Bright' station to repair it first, and then use the car there." Instructed in great detail.

Dick raised his hand and touched the back of his head, and smiled in front of Cyril for the first time, "Thank you very much."

Just as he turned around and stepped into the portal with one leg, a soft and soft voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Did you save me?"

The child is very obedient. When he saw the adults talking about things before, he held back and didn't intervene. Only now did he ask cautiously.

Dick's back tensed and his steps faltered.

"It's not me." Cyril squatted down, held the child's soft little hand, and pointed at Dick, "It was that brother who saved you."

Dick turned around suddenly, a little at a loss: "No, I—"

The little boy hooked Cyril's finger and whispered, "Thank you."

The corners of Dick's mouth slowly turned up, revealing a smile with white teeth.

It's always nice to have a smile on a young person's face.

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Cyril didn't wait too long, and under the protection of dispatched agents, the well-trained logistics personnel of "Bright" quickly arrived at the location designated by the chief.

Along with them came Wonder Woman, carrying a shield and sword.

She waved her hand at Cyril: "I just came out of the White House and escorted them here. Gotham is too dangerous now."

Without needing Cyril's instructions, these seasoned detectives boarded the cabin with first aid equipment, stretchers, food and clothes, and began to arrange the children in the boat in an orderly manner.

When they first entered, they were attacked just like Nightwing.But fortunately there were so many people, and the sedatives were prepared in advance, everything was arranged within 15 minutes.

Looking at the "Bright" logistics and doctors in white uniforms carrying stretchers, transporting dozens of children off the ship, and leaving through the portal opened by Cyril to the New York headquarters, Diana couldn't help saying: "If it wasn't for me Knowing you, I would have misunderstood that you were the one who organized child trafficking."

Cyril just narrowed her eyes and smiled at her without explaining.

Finally, he coaxed away the little follower who had been holding his hand, and then took a deep breath of the moist sea breeze, and had time to look at Diana who had been standing beside him.

"Has Tony succeeded?"

Diana put her hands behind her back and looked into the distance, "It barely succeeded, but the CIA requires that Charles must be supervised by someone from their side when he uses his ability. Now the procedure is going through, and it will take a while."

Cyril nodded: "That's okay—shall we go? There's still something to do."

Diana: "Since BAT entered the Arkham Asylum, we haven't heard from the alliance's channel again. I'm going to go there to have a look."

"That's fine," said Cyril, "he's really alone and helpless. And the Arkham Asylum must be guarded, and the high-risk criminals inside cannot be released."

After a brief communication, the two parted ways and left.

Poison Ivy has been dealt with by Casidio, and her ability to confuse human minds is obviously of no use to angels.

As the Arkham Asylum fell into violence/chaos, after discussing with Alfred, Cassidio has been escorted to all the prisons of "Bright" for temporary detention.

As for the killer crocodile that attacked pedestrians on the street, it was temporarily handed over to the Gotham Police Department.

After Gordon returned, the Gotham Police Department promptly evacuated the crowd and used powerful firepower to surround the killer crocodile within half a block.

On the way back, Xi Ruier cooked the killer crocodile by the way.

The current chaos in Gotham is indeed chaotic, but the craziest and most dangerous people have been stopped by Batman in Arkham, so the situation can still support it.

"Hasn't Robin been found yet?" Cyril tapped the earphone twice and switched to the voice mode, "Have you found the 1965 red Mustang that Gordon said?"

It was slowly getting dark, and the rainy night at the turn of spring and summer was a bit cold. Alfred had been sitting by the control console in the Batcave for a whole day, and the black tea in his hand had already been completely cold.

The butler in a decent suit quickly replied: "Robin has no news yet, and the bat sonar all over Gotham is overloaded and can't catch his voice. The general trajectory of that car in Gotham in the past time is drawn came out, and the first version of the portrait of the War Knight was completed. Plus, Wonder Woman and Nightwing arrived at Arkham Asylum, and we finally reconnected with Batman."

"How's the situation in Arkham?" Cyril asked.

Alfred paused for two seconds, then said, still in his bland British voice, "It's bad. But Batman says he can hold on."

Just when Xi Ruier was about to say something, the watch on his wrist suddenly beeped. He turned on the screen and glanced at it, and his originally calm face became serious.

Hearing that there was no sound from the other side, Alfred asked, "Mr. Canterin?"

It's hard for him to remember Cyril's surname that is not very commonly used.

Cyril licked her lips, and the slightly salty taste of the rain melted in her mouth, turning it very bitter.

"I hope Batman can hold on. I just received the news from the headquarters of 'Bright'. A large-scale plague broke out in Africa and the Middle East. The man-made traces of this plague are obvious, and the Plague Knight probably appeared. Superman and Green Lantern are ready to rush over to support."

A thin strand of rain fell on the elf's eyes, and a thick green mist swam out.