[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

On the top floor of the building next to the GCPD in Gotham, just next to the Bat Detective Light, Batman hugged Nightwing, and after a long absence, he called Superman's name: "Bring Natch here! Immediately!"

Before the sound of the window shattering fell, Naqi felt that he was being lifted up, and the feeling was not fully conveyed, so it was put down.

The smell of Gotham's rainy night is in the nostrils.

And the smell of blood.

"Save him, I can dissect you again." Batman hugged Nightwing tightly, his eyes fixed on Naqi.

He is still a little sensible, let's remember that Naqi does not do free work. If the relationship between the two parties is good, after the first treatment, they can continue to use the name of after-sales for free.

But the premise of everything is that the first treatment must reach a normal transaction.

Gordon next to him was already dumbfounded. He picked up his phone and prepared to call an ambulance, but he didn't know if this behavior was meaningful. After all, from his point of view, Ye Yi's head was...

Superman caught the dead shot of the attack, but Batman didn't have time to deal with the criminal, he was still staring at Nucky, engrossed.

Even if the skull is shattered, it will take time for the soul to leave. Naqi is not so nervous. Batman can offer to be used for its research again, which is completely unexpected by Naqi.

"Meow." The little black cat let out a low cry and agreed.

There was an unusually excited light in those golden pupils.

In the case of emergency rescue, Naqi showed a slightly different ability. The overflowing black mist exploded violently first, divided into several strands and rushed in front of Batman, sweeping Nightwing away from his hand.

From the perspective of others, Yeyi was rushed into the sky by the black mist, and then was gently put down again.

It was still 1 second, and Ye Yi's heart rate had recovered, and the instruments in the Batcave started to make regular noises again. Tim, who was still in a daze, twitched slightly, reacted, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The dazed Nightwing could feel more.

He knew that he was hugged by a pair of very cold and gentle hands.

"Who...?" He was trying to talk to the other party.

"Sleep, you will know when you wake up." The other party just comforted him like this.

He didn't want to sleep, he was afraid of darkness and immersion, he would rather endure the weird scratching feeling in his head than just fall asleep, that feeling of not knowing whether it was pain or itching made him crazy, but it also made him more and more nervous Stubborn.

Then Nightwing heard a sigh.

"Sleep, little one."

and a kiss.

Kiss, like a bright light, Ye Yi was in a trance, chasing the spot of light and sank down, entering the more and more silent darkness, all the sounds were far away from him, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

Natch just happened to put him down, too.

"Meow..." He was too stubborn.

Natch sighed.

Batman took Nightwing, who was still unconscious, and Superman handed over the tablet.

[Healing the head while awake will bring some undetermined troubles, and as you know, my ability cannot absolutely protect all memories under such circumstances. 】

Natch's ability is closer to freshman than rewind.

"Memories always come back."

Because the memory partition is not damaged, the possibility of retrieval is very high.

In fact, looking at Jason's case, we know that Jason's memory is also coming back intermittently, but Jason's personality is placed there. Some things such as "like to play with Bruce", Jason will not die admittedly.

Satisfied enough, Batman looks at Nucky.

Naqi was also looking at him, but saw the marks of his mental rupture.

"Meow." I will ask you for a reward later.

Batman was surprised that it showed a reasonable look in this regard, but it was a good thing. He handed Nightwing to Gordon and walked towards Superman and Deadshot step by step.

"I can take care of the rest," Batman said.

At this time, they were still in the rain. Although Nightwing's body had recovered, Batman obviously hoped that he could return to a warm place.So Gordon picked up Nightwing and took him back to the police station. There was no one else at this time. Before he called Batman, he sent away all the people on duty, just in case he stopped the monitoring, which was a great help.

Superman looked at the approaching Batman. In the rainstorm, white light flashed and thunder exploded, as if the sky began to add momentum to Batman with the force of thunder.

Seeing the approaching black shadow, Superman suffocated silently, his Adam's apple slipped and swallowed forcefully, and decisively handed over the dead shot.

"The Metropolis has something to do, I'm leaving first." Extra cute.

Deadshot is also an unlucky boy, and even sniping Batman may not be so miserable, but he just sniped the young and old.

Gee.

Superman slipped away.

The roof of the rainy night belongs to Batman.

Natch looked at the dead shot who was being beaten and screamed, and felt that this was not his area of ​​interest, so he followed Gordon into the room, watched Gordon clear the table, put Nightwing on it, and then folded his coat for him. He rests the back of his head.

Gordon is very good at this, knowing how to put the mind in the most comfortable angle.

Then he looked at Naqi, a little confused about the situation.

"Maybe I'm really old," sighed Gordon. "Should I ask you for medical advice now? Like an ambulance? Or something?"

Natch looked at Gordon, then at Yeyi, and let out a "meow".

Gordon couldn't understand.

Naqi turned around in a circle, looked left and right, and finally chose the computer. It jumped to the side of the computer keyboard, unlocked the screen with its claws, successfully opened a blank document file, and started typing.

【what happened? 】

Clearly Natch wanted to figure out what had happened.

"Are you theirs, guardian cat?" Gordon felt that his heart was about to fail. He sat down and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but was called out by Naqi to warn him.

Well, for the sake of Ye Yi's just being opened.

Gordon put away the lighter and talked about what happened just now.

There's actually nothing special about it either.

"I received a notice about the escape from the Arkham Asylum, so I contacted Batman. He will take his disciples to deal with it, and GCPD is in charge of guarding and closing. Necessary casualties. Every incident is like this. And I am responsible for meeting them on a certain rooftop after the incident, exchanging news, and seeing who is making trouble this time."

After the tobacco was gone, Gordon's spirit was obviously not concentrated. Naqi jumped over and put a mint out of nowhere in his mouth.

Gordon was taken aback.

There was no sign on the package, he hesitated to pick up the candy and put it in his mouth.

The fresh taste instantly filled the mouth and esophagus, gently wrapped every microscopic cell, penetrated into the respiratory tract through the barrier of the inner wall of the esophagus, all the way down, and reached his lungs.

Gordon couldn't help taking a deep breath, and was surprised to realize that even the oppressive air in Gotham's rainy night had softened a lot.

After that, his mind also cleared up.

He was sober enough that he himself felt incredible, and he could even recall every raindrop falling.

[The human eye can record all the details within the collection range, and the human brain can store them, but in fact, when recalling, people cannot recall all the details. 】

Natch is tapping.

[Because it is not needed, it will waste extra energy, which does not meet the needs of living things. 】

[I need details now.I provide energy, you recall for me. 】

So pay the bills first and then ask for debts?

Gordon is not sure whether Natch understands that this behavior is wrong. The premise of the transaction is that the two parties have reached a sufficient consensus before the transaction begins, rather than forced buying and selling.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

That was Dick Grayson, and they all knew that the "wonder boy" meant a lot to Batman.

Dick was the first child Batman brought home, the first choice he made, the choice to take on another's life, and responsibility.

Gordon took a deep breath and began to recall.

"When I went up, there was something wrong with the cover of the bat light."

Some details that he didn't even notice at the time, those pictures, were frozen into photos one after another, and zoomed in one by one, Gordon's brain began to ache, but he persisted.

"Did I notice it at the time? However, I have always only fastened one of the fixed buckles, and the rest are half-opened, so that they can be pulled off directly in case of emergency, but tonight they are all completely fastened. I thought It's Barbara or somebody, and sometimes the birds come to check, in case they're bombed or something."

But obviously not this time.

[Is the light that summons Batman fixed? 】

"No, I often change places, but I'm here recently."

[If you won't be using it again in the short term, do you do anything special with the lamp? 】

Gordon froze for a moment, he wanted to say no, but with his brain extremely clear, he could recall all the details of himself, including inadvertent small movements, and those nerve signals had always been stored in the deepest part of his brain.

“I would fold the slit of the tarpaulin in so that I could not manage it for a long time without worrying about it getting damaged by water. Gotham loves rain too much, and these details have been integrated into my instinctive habits .” He was so used to it that he didn’t even realize the existence of these behaviors.

Someone came to check the bat light, determined that this is the one that is often used, so they made a fixed point to prepare for sniping.

Naqi nodded, indicating that he understood.

The effect of the mints faded, and Gordon shook his head, indicating that he would go out and smoke one.

When he was outside, he held the cigarette, stunned, and found that he didn't want to smoke so much, and then thought about his daughter's thoughts, Gordon put away the cigarette, tried to seize this opportunity, and simply quit .

Ten minutes later, the old butler Alfred drove over and brought Ye Yi back home.

"Is amnesia possible?" Batman asked.

He has completely calmed down, even though blood is still dripping from his fist, his calmness is unbelievable.

The little red bird who was in charge of escorting Deadshot was frightened and kept silent, and contacted the emergency medical system for the unlucky Deadshot on the way, after all, they don't kill people.

Natch scratched Dick's ears with his claws, like a butterfly.

[It can be said that it is inevitable. 】

With the injury like that, life is good, and Batman really wouldn't ask for more.

The riots in Arkham were not completely over. After Dick took off his Nightwing uniform and settled down, they flew out again and captured the prisoners who had escaped one by one.

Batman asks Natch to watch Dick, and Natch agrees.

Dick was still asleep on the bed, the old butler drew the curtains, and only the lights of various instruments were flickering in the room.

The little black cat lay on the side of the white pillow and rolled into a half-moon shape, yawned lazily, lowered its head, put its chin on Dick's pillow, pressed against Dick's cheek, and fell asleep.

Damian came back and sent some special equipment to Naqi according to Batman's instructions.

The awkward little kid didn't leave immediately, but squatted on the railing at the foot of the bed. Naqi leaned over, and he picked up Naqi and licked him, and at the same time stared at the unconscious Dick on the bed for a while , just ran away muttering.

He was still chanting "Grayson is mentally retarded".

According to Natch's prediction, Dick would have to sleep for at least another night.

However, this guy's ability to recover is so good, around two o'clock in the middle of the night, when everyone was still looking for the most difficult escapers, Dick opened his eyes.

"Meow." Naqi raised his head.

Dick looked at the little black cat, one person and one cat looked at each other, and they could see the innocence in each other's eyes.

Natch pushed the card left by Batman.