[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

The sweet weekend came to an end. Donna was ready to go back to New York with a bag full of Ah Fu's baked snacks. Compared with Bruce's calm Ah Fu, she seemed even more reluctant. The meaning conveyed in the eyes is very obvious.

Ah Fu hopes that Donna will come to visit more often. If she announces that she will live here, he will definitely be able to arrange everything in the fastest time and prepare all the items she needs to live.

For this, she even had reason to suspect that Ah Fu was already prepared, otherwise why would she have so many nightdresses that fit her size in her closet this time, and rabbit slippers that fit her feet...?

"I'll come if I'm free on weekends!"

She still couldn't resist Ah Fu's silent offensive, she opened her mouth to make a promise in exchange for the other party's satisfied smile.

Bruce Wayne didn't say much, but the palm that fell on her head seemed to caress her long hair lingeringly, the black hair slipped between the knuckle fingers, looking at the hands that were always gentle towards him Her blue eyes melted into the sea called him.

It was only a short time back to New York. From the room to Bruce's office, and now from Wayne Manor to the bedroom, she successfully experienced the joy of teleportation. The door is almost synonymous.

Donna also found that passing through the Silver Key Gate is like taking certain drugs, as the number of times increases, she will develop tolerance, and the effect is very significant, from her incomparable dizziness the first time, to the second time she can control it The short-term discomfort, and now I have completed the shuttle without any strange feeling.

In fact, since it is possible to send it back to New York tomorrow morning, it is the same in theory, but in fact she still has a project that has not been written for a long time, which makes Donna have to restrain her thoughts of not wanting to leave and come back early to catch up with homework.

The busy study life made Donna very fulfilling. After the serial killer was arrested, both the New York police and she and Hannibal were relieved. The next part was the psychological evaluation and analysis of the murderer. Originally, she thought she The job of assistant to her has come to an end, but Hannibal seems to be very satisfied with the assistant and continues to appoint her.

"Mr. Holmes must be formally thanked for going in the right direction."

Hannibal, who was flipping through the book, said that he spoke in a leisurely manner without the slightest feeling of opening his mouth suddenly. Donna stopped writing and looked at him after a moment of reaction.

He was leaning on the back of the chair, the white shirt inside the brown cashmere vest was slightly loose because of the wrinkled part, the whole person looked lazy and wise, she first wondered why he mentioned this now, it was very Quickly realized that this was not surprising, and it was reasonable for Hannibal to want to thank Sherlock for his usual behavior.

After all, it can be said that Sherlock gave the direction in a burst of blood based on only some publicly available information, and it was an accurate directional suggestion that was almost perfect.

"I have contacted Mr. Watson and they are very helpful. If the professor wants to, maybe we should connect the video again?"

Don Nana considered it for a while and made a proposal.

"Since you have already said that this time, I will not deliberately thank you. When they come to New York again, I want to entertain them with my own dishes. If possible, I will trouble you to convey my thanks the next time I contact you. "

"Well, that's fine, no problem! The professor cooks and treats himself. It sounds like the highest courtesy."

Thinking about the exquisite bento that Hannibal brought with her on weekdays, and the dessert that she had been lucky enough to eat a few times, Don Nana said from the bottom of her heart.

"I'll be happy to entertain you anytime you want, if you want."

"Eh?" Donna was taken aback by what Hannibal said. She saw that he didn't look like he was joking, and she was moved by the proposal for a second before she declined it: "No, I don't know why I always feel that this is too much trouble for the professor. , I’m so sorry, I usually drink a lot of good tea and delicious snacks are enough.”

Don Nana always felt that whenever Hannibal proposed to cook for her, there would be an indescribable sense of resistance all over her body. Although she classified this feeling as embarrassment, the feeling of chilling from the inside out Feeling uneasy doesn't seem to be that simple.

"That's it, it's a pity, I still want to use the bean paste you sent to try the new menu I developed recently."

Sighing that it was a pity that seemed to be true, Hannibal briefly changed the topic, got up, plugged in the electric kettle and started boiling water, then returned to the seat and continued to read the half-open book.

Just when Donna thought the topic was over and was about to continue writing, she heard Hannibal say something to herself: "Sometimes the instinct of small animals is always very sensitive. "

"Professor, what did you say?" Don Nana, who couldn't hear clearly, blinked.

"Nothing, this book is about how animals evade predators."

Giving her a warm smile back, Hannibal explained, and the smile deepened in her 'so that's how it is' eyes. He picked up the paper with his fingers and turned to the next page.

Harry made an appointment with her and Peter as he said before, and he belonged to an absolute action group just like the way he spoke that day. The location agreed by the three was a well-known restaurant in New York, and Bruce Wayne chose the restaurant It's a completely different aesthetic, and it's a restaurant with a lot of personality.

The store door is made into a huge tree hole, and there are many large and small cut leaves hanging above the head all the way in. The staff in the restaurant are all dressed in wizard-like costumes, pointed wide-brimmed hats, wide-sleeved and straight-legged In long robes, the waiter who led the way for them even tied his long brown hair into two twists, wearing a pair of round glasses like a quirky little witch.

"No wonder this store is called the Witch Tree House..." Infected by the atmosphere of Zhizhi's restaurant, Don Nana looked around curiously at various interesting details in the store and sighed.

A pumpkin with a smiling face carved in the corner, a broom suspended on the wall, and a magic vessel full of drinks, all the atmosphere perfectly blends the theme of the restaurant and the witch.

"Isn't it interesting? And I heard that the food here is also very good. It's not a place where you can earn traffic with gimmicks."

Seeing that Donna liked the place so much, Harry said with some pride, he walked in the front and stepped into the reserved box, and thoughtfully opened the chair with alchemy patterns to let her sit down first.

"This looks really special, I've never heard of a place like this in New York before...Hey! Look at this plate with a chasing black cat! So cute! Speaking of which, you believe in witches in this world ?"

Going out with two familiar friends, Peter was very relaxed. His bright eyes found all kinds of interesting Easter eggs around him, and the action of touching the little black cat on the plate with his fingers was a bit childlike and innocent.

Peter is really cute.Don Nana thought of this while she couldn't help laughing.

"As long as you are willing to believe, nothing is impossible in this world!"

The waitress first answered Peter's question, then winked at the three of them playfully, and took out an old sheepskin book from her apron pocket. words as labels.

"Yeah, I heard that there is a Cthulhu summoning master in the Avengers. You know, I have only heard this word in the game before. Peter, do you still remember the game we played together when we were young? Huge eyeball monster, I still remember that boss is called the eye of the evil god, I didn’t expect that now that we have grown up and the Cthulhu mythology has come true, maybe even this huge eyeball monster exists.”

Not knowing the real identities of the other two friends, Harry said with a smile while flipping through the menu, completely unaware of Donna's complicated mood at the moment.

Yes, eyeballs exist... she thought to herself.

"Uh, yeah, I didn't expect it, this world is really incredible hahaha..."

After a quick glance at Donna, Peter laughed and agreed first. Seeing this, she suddenly felt a little mischievous, pursed her lower lip and continued along the topic:

"I think there are so many superheroes appearing one after another, and it is not surprising that Cthulhu summons the master. I am more interested in New York's good neighbor Spider-Man. I have seen him many times since I lived here. This feeling of having Chaoying around is really amazing."

"..." Peter suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect that she would draw the fire on him, and looked at Donna with a bit of mourning.

"That's right, I've been curious about Spider-Man for a long time. Speaking of which..." Harry raised his head from the menu and bumped Peter who was sitting next to him with his elbow, "Don't you seem to know Spider-Man? ? Have a chance to show me?"

Peter's expression turned green and then white, and Donna remembered that she seemed to have done something similar before, asking him to help connect Spider-Man for her thesis...

History is always strikingly similar. Thinking of accepting it as soon as possible, Donna could no longer embarrass Peter, and she changed the subject with conscience: "I'm more curious about where Harry went after he left New York?"

Unexpectedly, she would suddenly mention him, Harry raised his brows with a joyful look on his face, a nice smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he gave Donna a look to wait, and turned to the waiter first. Shan Fang was his fancy dish.

After the waiter left, he leisurely clasped his hands on the table, put his chin on his hands and looked at Tang Nana with a smile.

"Are you curious about me?"

Harry's tone of voice and overly obvious happiness gave Donna a strange feeling. She cast a questioning look at Peter, and the latter looked away guiltily.