I used to believe in science

Antoinette rubbed his eyes, his eyes were a little tired looking at the screen in the afterglow of the setting sun.She closed it for a while and then opened it, then realized that the formula she just wrote was wrong.

The design drawing on the tablet is a part that looks like an airplane or something new. Tony stuffed it for her, and it was just a simple strength verification.It was probably when they chatted two days ago that Tony saw that she was out of state and found something to divert her attention.

After erasing the wrong half, Antoinette put down the tablet. She was really absent-minded today. She didn't write a word in the report, and couldn't read the drawings. Her mind was full of the nursery rhyme from the court of owls.

It’s been a while since Gotham came back, but Antoinette has never given up investigating the canned legend of Gotham, but like Dick said before, it’s an old legend of Gotham, and there’s almost nothing to find on the Internet The news made her investigation difficult.

While calculating the clues that could only touch the tail, she looked at the chess game in front of her.Rhett and another young prodigy in the community where they lived were playing fast chess. A new game had just begun, and the timer was spinning rapidly between the two of them.

She lives in the same complex as Rhett, upstairs and downstairs.It was recommended by Reid to her. It is not high-end, but the environment is good, there are some entertainment facilities, and there is a rose in the garden that Antoinette likes very much.

At this time, the sound of the mobile phone attracted her attention, and JJ's name was displayed on the screen. Antoinette raised her head subconsciously, and saw JJ standing by the flower bed and looking around.Antoinette yelled, and the blond liaison officer saw her and came over.

It's a bit cold today, JJ wore a beige windbreaker and painted a bright lipstick, walked in front of Antoinette and Rhett, looked at them a little surprised, "Aren't you ready yet?"

"It's time already?" Antoinette was also a little surprised, she glanced at her watch and it was almost five o'clock.

Today is Rhett's birthday, just as the group finished a case and took a break, Morgan and Rossi decided to hold a small party at Rossi's house to celebrate his birthday. JJ picked them up at the agreed time.

The time is indeed about the same, but Rhett's chess has just started.Antoinette glanced at him, and Rhett looked at them too, looking a bit torn.But today is his birthday, so JJ is determined not to embarrass him "You can go on, I happen to be a little thirsty."

"Go to my place." Antoinette nodded understandingly, and led JJ upstairs.

"What did you prepare for Spencer?" JJ asked casually when he arrived at Antoinette's house and walked to the living room to sit down.

"The birth of the first version of tragedy." Antoinette went straight to the kitchen to press the coffee machine and replied, "The last time we talked about Nietzsche, I thought he would like it."

"First edition?" JJ opened his mouth and finally swallowed his curiosity to ask the price.She had already walked to the sofa and sat down. Looking down, she saw the messy papers spread out on the coffee table, copies of newspaper clippings, and some handmade notes. JJ quickly glanced at it with her years of experience in screening cases, but she didn't see many connections among them. Finally, she pulled out a piece of paper from the bottom with only one song written: "Beware of the court of owls, always watch your travels. Dark place Peeping at Gotham City, hidden in the attic with low walls. He is with you at home, and he is also in your bed and bed. Never mention his name, and the claws will find your head."

When Antoinette came in with coffee, JJ put down the papers, looked up at her and asked softly, "It took a lot of thought."

"Scattered time... I can't catch any thread." Antoinette passed the cup over and sat across from him, spreading his hands and said to her, "These are just guesses."

"But you put in a lot." JJ said, still looking at her with her cautious expression. "Have you ever thought that maybe you put in too much?"

Before, the roof of the Gotham Police Station.

Antoinette looked at the dark knight standing on a high place. The opponent was indeed very tough in aura, which made her feel a little ignorant, but she still asked the first question, "Is this court of owls real?"

"do not know."

"...Then you believe that this incident was led by a lunatic who made poison gas?"

"Not entirely convinced."

"..." For two consecutive questions, Batman only answered them simply, without revealing any details. Antoinette didn't know if he should continue asking.

Just when she felt that Batman might not tell her anything, the other party actually said, "These are all Gotham affairs, and I will investigate clearly."

The order to chase away guests is self-evident.

"Someone died, it's not about you alone, it's about the police."

"It's about the Gotham police." The latter replied to her, and Antoinette had a kind of patience that was rare for the other party. war."

"You think we can't do long-term war, then you are wrong." But the other party's words offended her, so she raised her chin and replied forcefully, "If there is a huge organization behind this, you can't handle it alone. "

"I can." The other party's voice was close to a growl. He jumped from a height of two meters without even bending his legs to cushion him. The black cloak behind him rattled as he strode towards Antoinette.

In just a few steps, he walked very close to Antoinette. The height gap made him easily look down on her. "Stark, you should show me some respect. I have always maintained the law and order of Gotham."

"..." Antoinette wanted to speak, but she was overwhelmed by the momentum, and the fear that maintained order in Gotham finally materialized at this extremely close distance.

"..." The other party looked at her from this distance. The helmet covered most of his face and the white on the eyepatch covered all his emotions. After a while, he pushed away, and his voice returned to calm, "Back to Washington, so that it can better reflect you where it is worth going.”

"I won't give up." That's how she replied back then.

But reality is harsh, and after a series of studies with no progress, Antoinette is now feeling discouraged, especially when even the empathetic JJ says so.

"Niti?" JJ's hand covered her shoulders, and she came back to herself, unknowingly nestled on the sofa, and JJ had already sat beside her.

The empathetic liaison officer saw her frustration, and gently squeezed her hand to comfort her, "I'm not telling you to give up on this case...you know, Hodge, Rosie and even Morgan, they have or More or less there are some cases that cannot be let go, maybe those unsolved cases or simply their own thoughts, they have studied them for many years, some may find the answer, some may not. You can spend time on it, but you can’t Let it wear you down."