[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

Not understanding why Tony's mood suddenly turned cloudy and sunny again, Donna had no choice but to secretly ask Natasha herself, and only then did she know what happened during the period when she was out of contact.

For example, how did Tony 'sweep Batman and the others out', and the legendary first meeting between Sherlock and Doctor Strange, the moment their eyes met, - Doctor Strange, who was so calm as if he had seen through the world, was shocked back two times Step by step, the two exploded sparks silently.

Without seeing the expressions of Sherlock and Doctor Strange at that time, Don Nana said that she missed a hundred million.

"Is it really okay for Tony to chase Zhenglian and them away like this?"

Out of personal feelings, Don Nana thinks that everyone in Zhenglian is also good. Although Superman is very strong, he is very friendly. Diana is also beautiful and gentle. The most oppressive Batman is not so good in her eyes now. People are nervous.

She has never been in contact with The Flash, Neptune, and Cyborg alone, but regarding the cooperation in the last battle, she feels that everyone is very talkative and even jokes on the call channel.

"He has always had this attitude. If one day Tony treats them warmly and kindly, I think Batman may suspect that Iron Man is being mind-controlled."

Unlike Tang Nana's worries, Natasha chuckled as she spoke, as if she had already imagined the picture.

"But Nana...you really don't feel anything?"

"Feel what?"

Just thinking that I should send a message to Batman to say thank you for being safe later, when Natasha asked, Don Nana raised her head in confusion.

"It's just that Batman cares about you."

"Batman is really good. I was in Gotham a few days ago and he was very serious about helping me with the test and training of mind control."

"Oh..." Natasha tapped her red lips with her index finger and drew a long tone, "Then maybe you will think that other people are really nice."

"Maybe... I think he is always misunderstood by many people..."

The evaluation of Batman has always been extremely polarized, and Donna is a little bit disapproving of this, anyway, she knows that he is very good.

People can't change other people's thoughts, and it is too difficult to change the unrealistic, so she always thinks that as long as she understands what she thinks, it is enough.

After a long day of tossing, Donna was exhausted from heart to body. Today, she went from Gotham to Innsmouth and back to New York. The efficiency of the tour group has improved.

As for Innsmouth Stoney, it was originally planned to be handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D., but it seems that the captain recently discovered some problems with S.H.I.E.L.D., and the two are still discussing the specific follow-up processing.

Tony arranged for Happy to take Donna back, and it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when she left Stark Tower.

Peter wanted to insist on sending her back first, but after all, he was still a high school student and had to go to school tomorrow. He received a fatal call from Aunt May and had to rush home with his bag on his back and out the window dangling spider webs.

When Tang Nana finally returned to the apartment, she saw the figure of a little bat squatting on the stairs as soon as she went upstairs. The cat's eyes were round and big, and the round pupils looked very cute against the light. Gao cocked his tail and stood on tiptoe, seemingly happy for her return.

"I miss you so much, little bat."

Holding the forelegs and back pockets of the little bat with both hands, she lifted it up and hugged it into her arms. While brushing the fluffy cat's fur twice, Tang Nana sucked her face against it.

Smoking cats is so stress-free! !Soft and comfortable!

"Meow~~~"

With a long soft sound, the little bat tried to get its head out of her embrace, and the aggrieved little trill made Tang Nana want to bully him even more.

It is obviously a male cat, why can it make such a whining noise?

"I thought why the little bat was clamoring for me to open the door. It turned out that it smelled you."

Speaking with a smile, Victoria leaned against the door in her pajamas and looked at the approaching Donna.

"Welcome back. Peter came to you in a hurry in the afternoon. At that time, you didn't answer the phone or get through. I almost thought you were kidnapped in Gotham. If you didn't report me safe the night before, I I'm going to call the police tomorrow."

"I'm sorry for worrying you. The charger was not plugged in and the phone ran out of battery last night. Later, I went to school for urgent matters."

"That's good, you are really big enough, take a rest! Why do you look so haggard? Knowing that you have a lot of studies, remember to rest!"

Victoria, who was pure in heart, didn't say much, she kindly told Don Nana a few words and went back to her room.

After a short trip to Gotham, she returned to her room again. After entering the familiar environment, she immediately relaxed. No matter what, her room always felt the safest. Fortunately, this time the 'kidnapping' was shocking. no danger.

Suddenly thinking of the two octopuses that were still fighting when she left, she moved her mind slightly and tried to call Hasta, since Cthulhu had a criminal record, she didn't dare to provoke him again.

Almost instantly, a figure in a yellow robe appeared in front of her eyes. It was still the image of a distant and unattainable god when she first saw it. Tentacles squirmed under the hem of the robe, and her face was wrapped in layers of bandages. These are magical and ethereal, and they are weird and grotesque upon closer inspection.

So... As long as there is no Cthulhu, Hastur is still very serious?Blinking her black eyes, Don Nana came to a conclusion.

"Actually, I have nothing to do, I just want to see you and Cthulhu..."

Feeling the displeasure conveyed by Hastur before she mentioned the word 'Cthulhu', she silently closed her mouth.

It's really impolite to mention the name of the opponent's sworn enemy in front of others...

"As long as you are fine, I am a little worried that you are still fighting."

Changing to a more soothing statement, after Donna finished speaking, she saw a tentacle protruding from the wide sleeve of Hastur's originally empty robe, and it landed on her head lightly and patted her. The movement was very light.

This very humane, even comforting gesture was something she never expected.

Before she knew how to react, Hastur disappeared again, leaving her alone in a daze for a long while before bewilderedly raising her hand to touch the top of her head that had been photographed.

It's fine, no sticky slime.

Hasta is so touched +1

In the last class before the Christmas holiday, the attendance rate in the classroom was significantly lower than before. For the most part, Donna was writing and drawing in her notebook from boredom, and her mind had already entered the holiday like most people state.

She originally had a plan, thinking that it would be rare to study abroad and go to play around during the holidays, but when it really happened, she suddenly became lazy, only thinking that she would finally be able to sleep late at home and not be a salty fish anywhere.

I originally wanted to not go back to China for a rest, but on New Year's Day, Tang's father and Tang mother had a trip plan and had to cancel it.

Before the vacation really started, Donna still needed to give an answer, and she had already thought about the answer.

So when the professor assigned the homework, she picked up her bag and walked towards Hannibal's office.

The short investigation trip in Innsmouth gave her real contact with solving crimes, so she planned to accept this valuable assistant opportunity according to her heart.

Hannibal was obviously very happy with her decision, and he generously treated her to a cup of hand-ground coffee and a snack, and gave her some information he had compiled.

The case of the missing girl in New York has not yet been solved, and the number of missing persons has reached five, among which the remains of the first three missing girls have been found and confirmed to have been killed.

"Some of the photos in the case file are bloody, can you accept it? I manually sorted out the information in your hand, and there are no pictures."

Seeing Donna's more serious expression as she read, Hannibal was leaning against his desk - holding a coffee cup in one hand and stirring it with a silver spoon in the other, and asked very considerately.

"I'm afraid I can't accept it. Professor, the notes you compiled are very easy to understand, and you clearly wrote about the environment, state, autopsy, etc. when the victim was found. It is enough, but I still feel that I may not be able to help you. What's busy."

Erasing the bloody scenes that appeared in her mind while reading the materials, Don Nana looked up at Hannibal with a puzzled expression on her face.

"It doesn't matter. I just want to hear your thoughts. It is the police who are really going to solve the case. You and I are just offering our own opinions."

Hannibal's eye sockets are very deep, coupled with his thin lips that are always slightly upturned, there is always a strong sense of facial elevation, and his eyes always make Donna feel a kind of concentration, as if he is studying carefully. himself, but there is no desire in his eyes.

"These victims are so pitiful. I don't understand what kind of thinking the murderer has in mind to choose to hurt them. What kind of emotion does the murderer want to express? Is it a desire for performance? That's why he abandoned the body Let the police find out?"

- After a series of words, she found that Hannibal was looking at her with a smile, she stopped licking embarrassingly - the tone of her dry lips faded: "The professor doesn't know, maybe this case looks too annoying , I suddenly became anxious."

"It doesn't matter, this is not Gotham, New York's law will allow the murderer to be punished."

As if he had seen through the root cause of her being touched, Hannibal stepped back from the desk and stood upright, and said a sentence lightly and with great weight.

"..."

The matter of Fei Dunan is like a wound that will never fully heal, and all her cover-ups are in vain here in Hannibal, he always knows how much she cares about Fei Denan's death.

Perhaps Hannibal chose to make her his assistant in order to truly heal her knot?

Tang Nana guessed like this, and she felt a little more grateful to him from the bottom of her heart.

"Don, you exude a rare aura."

"What temperament?" It was the first time someone mentioned her temperament, and she came to ask with great interest.

"It's like a black sunflower in the sun." Hannibal smiled, and explained to Donna's puzzled eyes: "You haven't seen a pure black sunflower, have you? I once dreamed that in the bright sunshine of midsummer Below, the green branches of a large sunflower field support a dark sunflower, which is different, chaotic, and looks up to the sun."

"Eh……"

Donna, who was described as a black sunflower, still felt confused after hearing Hannibal's description.

"No need to pay attention, I just mentioned it casually, it feels like a very subjective thing, don't worry about it."

But of course I care about being told that!Don Nana slandered - but still nodded.

Looking down at her, Hannibal silently added the unspoken explanation.

The pure black sunflower, like the purest evil, exudes a contradictory temperament from Don Nana's body, which seems like a miracle to him.