[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

Dick and Jason marked the spots on the map where the Yellow Man appeared and disappeared these days, and finally found that the marks all revolved around the same place, which was an apartment near Crime Alley.

Bruce decided to meet each other tonight, and when he opened the door of the Batmobile, he found Damian wearing Tim's previous Robin suit and sitting on the co-pilot with a little yellow cape.

Apparently he wanted to join today's action too.

"No," Bruce broke Damian's fantasy as soon as he opened his mouth, "you have to do your homework in the study."

Tim grieves for him, because Keshira has a lot of homework left.Not only that, Bruce also wants to send him to school, which makes Damian always on the verge of running away from home.

Bruce has already read the information about the owner and residents of the apartment. Due to the poor location and old facilities, there are only four recent tenants in this apartment. They happen to live on the same floor, and even more so, they all have problems.

There are two single men living in 201. On the day they moved in, they carried a large box like a coffin. It was very heavy and heavy. There was often a sharp and harsh sound coming from the room, which seemed to be conducting human experiments; the tenants of 202 were two The young lady, who is also single, painted the walls yellow and covered the furniture with yellow cloth the day she moved in—one of them seems to believe in some kind of religion that advocates yellow.In addition, men's voices often came from the room of the two ladies, but the surveillance showed that no third person entered.

Combined with the behavior of the weirdo in yellow, Bruce felt that 202 was more suspicious.He learned that the names of the two were Naia and Tasha, which didn't look like normal American names.Especially the former, Bruce felt faintly familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

After prying open the glass window of House 202, Batman flipped in easily.

The occupants of the room haven't come back yet, and the small living room with bright yellow as the main tone is worrisome in aesthetics, let alone ugly, it can only be said to be ugly.

In addition to the yellow color, another distinctive feature of the whole apartment is the octopus dolls of different sizes.

Batman wearing night vision goggles picked up one on the sofa, inexplicably seeing the cuteness in the round octopus head.

He must be crazy.

Although the residents here have lived for a long time, the daily necessities in the apartment are still pitiful.Brewster sneaked into the kitchen deliberately, the microwave oven and the driver were not even connected to the power supply, as if there were two little fairies who didn't need to eat or drink.

Bruce entered Fairy No. 1.5's bedroom. The [-]-meter wooden bed was covered with nothing, the wardrobe and bedside table were empty, and even the lamp on the ceiling was broken and hadn't been repaired for a long time.Finding nothing, he turned around and walked into Fairy No. [-]'s room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a huge octopus doll placed on the bed.

This octopus is more special than others, it is lifelike, smooth and cold to the touch, I don't know what kind of bionic material it is made of.The doll was black and blood red, and its twelve arms and legs occupied the rest of the bed. Bruce frantically touched its back, and found a pair of hidden little wings.

It was Keshira, he had a sudden thought.

Bruce found a familiar script next to the pillow. The old parchment cover read "The King in Yellow". There is no doubt that the owner of the room is closely related to the strange man in yellow.

He took the script and prepared to return the same way.When he left the room, he turned back because of the strange emotion in his heart, and used the claw gun to carry Keshira's miniature version behind his back, and squeezed out the half-human height window with difficulty.

The doll was placed in the passenger seat, and Bruce drove it through the rest of the night patrol, and returned to the Batcave at the same time as Jason.

Jason, who saw the big black and red octopus doll, was silent, and the news headline "Batman is actually an octopus master" jumped in front of his eyes. I hope no one saw it, amen.

"Oh, is this a gift for Master Damian?" Alfred asked in surprise as he helped Bruce unload the octopus from the car.

Damian who heard the "gift" ran over happily and asked loudly where the gift was.

When he saw the doll octopus, which was almost half as tall as him, his eyes turned into hearts: "I love this gift so much! Thank you, Father."

Bruce turned the hand holding the doll to the side, and Damian, who was rushing over, was caught in the air: "Mine."

The devastated Damian: "..."

"Unexpectedly, the master is getting younger and younger," Alfred said as he made a routine inspection of the Batmobile.

"Yes, I will soon reach the age of premature death again." Bruce spread out the script on the table and glanced at it roughly. The content is the same as the previous one, but the history of this one is obviously more Longer.

Sartre followed Damian and walked slowly to the side of the big octopus. A pair of brass-colored sheep eyes looked at it motionlessly, full of surprise.

"Baa~" The black goat lightly bit the tentacles of the octopus, and Bruce immediately wanted to drive it away pettyly: "This is not your food," he said to the goat that had just shaved, "it is not your master either." .”

As soon as Bruce came back, he bald it, and the black wool was mixed with Kevlar fiber, which became the material for making a new generation of batsuits.

When Alfred approached with scissors and a comb, Sartre showed great dissatisfaction, puffing from his two nostrils like a pipe.Originally, Bruce didn't want to hit his wool coat that had just grown out, but the ancient god in the abyss blew his wool coat away in one go.

"Any news from Metropolis and Central City?"

"Superman has been missing for three months, and the Daily Planet speculates that he may have returned to his home planet." Alfred said, "As for Central City, although the Flash hasn't returned yet, a new hero has appeared tonight."

The evening news was called up on the screen. The person wrapped in green light raised his right hand, and the ring on his knuckles emitted a beam of light of the same color, which wrapped around the robber and turned into a chain.

"This ability is really cool." Damian said, pawing at the edge of the console.

Bruce looked at the screen in thought, and Alfred checked the time, it was five o'clock in the morning.

"Are you planning to recruit him into the league?" he asked. "With Ms. Prince, Mr. Superman, Mr. Flash and Mr. Aquaman, you're probably going to have a big place."

"I already have an idea, Ah Fu, what do you think of the space station?"

"With all due respect, although the Wayne Group is very rich, there is a high probability that the shareholders will not agree to building a base in outer space." Alfred said ruthlessly, "Besides, our technology is not advanced enough."

Bruce turned off the console: "Then launch a satellite that only serves the Alliance."

"Oh, well, I hope you can convince Lucius." Alfred glanced at the time one last time, urging Bruce and Damian to go to bed: "Your good work and rest almost distracted everyone in the manor."

The old butler turned off the lights in the Batcave and watched Bruce go upstairs with the giant octopus in his arms.

"Don't forget to go to Miss Streeter at this time next week, if you are not addicted to work and play—" His words were interrupted by the urgent siren, Alfred found the stranger's location, the manor Right above.

"Another one who can fly."

As soon as the old butler finished complaining, there was a painful moan from the [-] million ceiling of the Batcave, and then a big hole was broken.

The slate, wood, chandeliers, and furniture upstairs were trampled under by the impolite "guests", and the moonlight shone down vertically, shining on the yellow clothes that were as soft and close-fitting as skin.

Huang Yi lowered her head and looked down at them arrogantly, with soft lines on her face, red lips, white teeth and long eyebrows, she was a "female" with a gentle appearance.

"She" glanced at the people below, and locked her eyes on the octopus doll.

Damian was already about to do something to the man who tore down his home, and Bruce pulled him behind him, taking his weapon away.

"Despicable human beings." The woman in yellow who was floating in the air spoke, her anger was undisguised: "You have stolen the treasure of the Lord in Yellow, and the Lord of the Star Sea in Deep Space will give you an indescribable punishment."

The yellow clothes of "her" trembled like hands, getting longer and longer, and differentiated into countless squirming tentacles.

"You are the king in yellow." Bruce calmly analyzed her identity, "You created Gotham's weirdo in yellow."

The tentacles raised their tops with interest, like countless venomous tongues looking up at their prey.

"You even know my identity. Could it be that you are also my believer." After getting along with Nyarlathotep for a long time, Hastur unconsciously brought some middle school breath when speaking: "In this case, I will give you the same gift."

The evil force hit Bruce, and a large yellow net surrounded them. Hastur chanted a spell with an ominous meaning, and his face gradually changed into a deep and deep No Man's Sky.

"Baa~" A light sheep cry broke the spell of the Lord in Yellow, Sartre was between Bruce and him, and the black goat of the forest possessed the cub to stop him.

"Hasta, long time no see." The voices of the evil gods sounded, and the land where the manor was located was trembling with excitement for the arrival of the Supreme Mother Goddess. A dark cloud covered the setting moon, and the black goat lived in the darkness: "You Are you here to find Keshira?"

The pronunciation of "Xila" attracted Bruce's attention. Compared with English, the words in the black goat's mouth were lower, as if they were uttered close to the back of the tongue.

Love can make people blind, and it can also make an old ruler restrain his murderous spirit.

Hastur suddenly became shy and admitted it embarrassedly.

The black goat licked the hair on the side of his waist, and said in a regretful tone: "Oh, don't you know that Kexila has returned to Soss? Just a few days ago, Ide Ya wanted to introduce her to a few singles. What about males?"

Hastur couldn't believe it: "This, how is this possible, Naia..."

"You reminded me, Naia seems to be among them." Black Goat deceived the other party without burden, "I don't know if Xiao Ke will choose him. Or Turzcha is also good, he has always liked Xiao Ke -"

With a whoosh, Hastur withdrew his tentacles, not even the figure of the goddess, and was about to go to Sos star to meet his mother-in-law.

Poor Hastur, when he realizes something is wrong and comes back, he probably can only drink the full moon wine of the goddess child with tears in his eyes.

After solving the "third party", the black goat looked back at his prospective great-grandson-in-law, jumped into the big hole made by Hastur, and left in the intersection of moonlight and morning light.