[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

The other side of the communication was blank and quiet for a while, and then there was an indistinct muttering sound, it seemed that Batman was checking this issue with someone not far away.

While waiting, Stark noticed that Naqi's ears were suddenly raised, as if he heard something, and trembled.

"Is there someone you know on the other side?"

Natch nodded.

It was Naqi who was recommended to him by Batman, and the kitten saved a Robin bird. It is normal for Naqi and the Bat family to be more familiar.

Stark was secretly upset for a moment, and didn't care about it on the spot.

Batman's hoarse voice sounded again: "No one has seen a red balloon near it."

Natch continued typing.

【Humanity is best to stay away from it, let me deal with it, give me about its location. 】In order to complete the input as soon as possible, Naqi's words are very short and blunt, as long as he can understand the meaning.

Batman was silent for a moment, then said, "It's in my cave, it came back with the Red Hood."

Red Hood is the second Robin Bird, the boy who was saved by Naqi at the beginning.

Natch turned to look at Stark and gave a "meow".

Stark understood.

"I'll take you to Gotham right now."

Before Naqi could type out his doubts, Iron Man had already assembled it, picked up the little black cat and put it on his shoulder.

"Come on, I believe you can hold it firmly, don't be afraid of the paint falling off."

Natch: "?"

Natch: "!"

The top floor of the building opened, and Iron Man soared into the sky. Under the complaint of the smart housekeeper, "Congratulations, you have successfully updated the new take-off location, Sir", he carried the kitten and drove away through the night.

Naqi, Naqi lay down silently, digging his claws into Iron Man's suit.

The claws, which were not as sharp as those of this dimension, pierced through the suit and went all the way down, almost piercing Stark's skin. Fortunately, Naqi knew the fragility of human beings and stopped in time.

"Oh..." Stark looked at the booming "Warning!" "Warning!", "Calm down my little cutie, you're safe."

Stark believed in Naqi very much, and was not worried that the kitten would be accidentally injured, so he just drove the automatic navigation and continued to fly with it, and he was still thinking about it.

Many cats who love to climb are afraid of heights. Does Natch have this problem too?

The night of Gotham is always darker than that of New York. There is obviously not much distance between the two cities, but Gotham has this ability to make itself appear extra dark and depressing.

The neon lights of New York never spread to Gotham.

"It felt like flying into a fog."

The surrounding seemed to be darker, and even the moonlight was no longer so bright, Stark couldn't help whispering.

From the ground, the Xinghuo Optoelectronics belonging to Iron Man can be seen from a distance.

In the strong wind flying at high speed, Natch clasped his armor with one paw, and pressed his hood with the other paw. The whole cat curled up into a ball, not wanting to speak at all.

On the Wayne Tower, Red Robin is holding a telescope and looking towards New York.

"It looked in a bad mood."

"It didn't scratch him to death." The voice that answered the conversation sounded muffled and somewhat mechanical, but it was still recognizable as a young man, "My cat is not easy to get along with."

"Is this cat yours or the bat's?" Red Robin shrugged helplessly.

This is a strange cat. He really doesn't understand the charm of seeing a ghost in this cat, but he is simply grateful to Naqi for saving Jason and Batman successively.

"Of course it's mine, that old bat just blindly stuffs it with dried fish." Red Hood snorted.

Red Robin took out a flashlight-like device and played the bat signal to Iron Man to lead him the way.

Seeing the shadow of the bat logo being hit on the reactor of Iron Man's armor, Red Hood couldn't help but let out a "puchi" sound, laughing so hard that his back arched and his whole body bent down.

"Which little genius thought of this?"

"This must be the little red genius Robin bird." Stark was expressionless, and made a continuous grinding sound. "His little head is full of these crazy ideas."

The words sounded exaggerated, but the tone was too gnashing of teeth, and thinking of the Titan Tower standing in New York all day long compared with the Stark Tower, it is not difficult to imagine how colorful the festival between the two is.

Naqi didn't understand these human trifles, it jumped down from mid-air, and landed lightly on the red hood.

Yes, that hood.

And scratched.

Natch really doesn't understand, after saying hundreds of times that cramped spaces are bad for mental health, this human being keeps putting this metal apple-shaped hood on his head again and again.

It's pretty much a teardown at a time.

Red Hood was caught off guard by being smashed, but this cat could really smash his hood!He didn't care about being handsome anymore, he hurriedly pulled the cat down: "Okay! I'm fine!"

"Quack quack quack-!!"

The cat's claws broke through the metal hood shell, making a terrifying, sharp and piercing sound.

The little red bird was very experienced and covered her ears tightly early.

There was also an Iron Man on the top who was gloating, so I heard his prudish comment: "This grinding stick is quite unique, where can I get it? Give me a dozen."

The little red bird took a deep breath while suffocating: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Iron Man."

Knowing that Gotham does not welcome outsiders to stay, Stark waved his hand, and he flew away. On the way, he heard the voice prompt from the smart butler that "N001 surveillance is offline." Stark was not surprised and flew back quickly. to New York.

Wayne Tower top floor.Jason threw away his hood, only wearing a Robin mask, and finally found a chance to hug Naqi. He took out an ultra-small surveillance device from under Naqi's long cloak, and directly touched it with his fingers. crumb.

The other party will definitely receive a reminder, which is also Jason's warning.

"Iron Man? That's just a bit of technology."

What are the Robin Birds who learned from Batman best?

fighting?resourcefulness?

Do not!

Their best stunt is to take a picture of the surveillance equipment on the other person without anyone noticing in less than 30 seconds after they just meet someone!

Putting surveillance under Robin Bird's eyelids?This is not just playing tricks.

Jason snorted.

"Maybe he just left us a reminder?"

Little Tim, the red robin bird, thinks that things will not be that simple. If Iron Man wants to put surveillance, at least it should be at the nanometer level. Isn’t it waiting for them to dismantle it if they put such a big one?Pointless.

"For example, maybe Stark thinks this is his cat?" No matter how you think about it, this guess is more reasonable.

Jason doesn't deny Natch's charm, and labels Stark's ridiculous ideas whimsical.

"Let's go, go home." He lifted Naqi high.

"Meow."

Natch curled his tail.

Between the motorcycle and the bird's wings, Natch chose the motorcycle that ran on the ground. It was tucked inside Jason's rare zipped motorcycle jacket, with a small head protruding from the collar.

When it came out, its hood was squeezed open, and the tips of its fluffy ears touched Jason's chin directly. As the wind swayed, Jason squinted his eyes comfortably, pretending to bump occasionally, His chin rested on Natchy's head and rubbed lightly and furtively.

Xiao Hong, who was flying above, saw all of Jason's movements and sneered.

Everyone knows that Jason is fierce and straightforward on the surface, but he is actually a scheming boy behind his back.

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When they got home, the hair on Naqi's head turned into a mess. Jason decisively opened his eyes and told lies, firmly saying that it was blown by the wind.

Naqi was puzzled for a moment, but he also believed it.

It jumped onto Batman's high-back work chair, lay down and began to lick its fur, smoothing out the mess little by little, it was very serious.

"You will be scratched by it sooner or later."

Tim sipped his hot coffee and rolled his eyes at Jason.

Just watch Jason watch the show.

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Oh grass forgot...!

Sitting on the chair, smelling the faint aroma of coffee in the air, Naqi raised his head abruptly.

"Meow--!"

"Hiss," Tim breathed out, and hastily protected his coffee, "I added milk, I added sugar, it's not black coffee, and I'm not fasting!"

Natchy jumped off the chair, circled around the vigilant Tim twice, sniffed in the air, confirmed that the cup of coffee was okay, and then climbed up Tim's trouser legs all the way to Tim's chest.

Thanks to the special material of their tights, the cat's paws will not snag when hooked inside.

Tim tensed his nerves and raised his coffee cup high and high.

"what?"

Satisfied after careful identification, Natch jumped off Tim, walked over to Jason and sniffed again.

"I also ate supper, and I don't have an empty stomach to work." Jason raised his hands in surrender.

The little black cat has its own means to identify the authenticity of human language, and the effect of deception is not great, unless it can control itself so that not only the breathing and heartbeat remain unchanged, but even the weak nerve endings are completely suppressed.

For example, Batman can fool a lie detector, but if he wants to hide Naqi, he needs additional preparations.

Jason didn't lie, but Naqi didn't walk away as usual. Instead, he sniffed earnestly and repeatedly. The cat's expressionless face showed a trace of human confusion.

Tim analyzed: "Natchy may have smelled that strange dog."

"Would you like to see it? The old bat locked it in a glass jar, but it doesn't seem to care much."

As he said that, Jason bent down and hugged Naqi, with one hand clamped under his armpit very skillfully, so that most of the weight of the little black cat's body was hung on his arm, and his two hind hooves could step on his buttocks muscles for balance.

Under the urging of Naqi "Miwu", Jason came to the temporary cell.

Batman is here waiting for them.

"too slow."

"Natch hasn't even had a drink yet."

"That proves that cats are smarter than you, Todd." Damian taunted in the shadows.

Jason taunted back: "That proves that your hair hasn't grown yet, little rice."

Ever since he returned from the League of Assassins, Jason has been at odds with his family, let alone Damian. Even though he brought this kid back, the two still quarrel every day.