[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

inside line.

Ye Yi: "You want to take it to night patrol?"

"From the observation of Arkham, its Debuff will not affect the regular skills and can be used on the street."

Harley Quinn is still a psychiatrist, Poison Ivy still controls vines, Crocodile Man, Freeze Man, and Scarecrow have not lost their acquired skills.

That is to say, the Shoebill does not make people completely demented, but only lowers something in it, so that people's desires or other needs are extremely reduced, thus making the people affected by it become loose.

And, Batman is really annoyed by Stark.

Iron Man was bombarded with phone calls twice in three days, as if his head had been eaten by nano-robots, asking him to comprehensively protect the physical and mental health of the whalebill stork from multiple aspects.

Batman:  …

He even suspected that if it wasn't for the mutated animal identity of the whalebill stork, the frenzied Stark would directly rush to the Animal Protection Association to sue the Wayne family for cruelty to wild animals for custody rights.

"But our current behavior does seem to be abuse?" Tim checked the relevant information, "Theoretically, you have to pay Dai Dai a salary, you know?"

But their robin birds are only 5 cents a week.

How Much Can Batman Give a Shoebill?

Batman:  …

Headache.

"Give him an extra dinosaur fish every weekend. Add another one when he's out in the field."

Damian & Tim & Dick:  …

Jason who was eavesdropping: "You fucking gave it that much?!" One piece costs at least 200 dollars!

Damian: "Father!"

Damian was right next to Batman, helping him transport the Shoebill, and now yelled straight into Batman's face to show his displeasure, but Batman didn't even give him a look.

The little yellow bird was so angry that he would definitely be beaten if he was someone else, but Damian lost his temper as long as the fluffy and obedient stork tilted his head, and could only grumble sullenly.

Seeing that Damian was actually defeated, Tim couldn't help sighing: "A man is not as good as a bird..."

Dick also complained with a fake smile: "This is too unfair, Bat."

Batman: "...what's your focus?" I think you're missing a beat.

The silent threat was well conveyed to the hearts of the birds. No matter how much they murmured in their hearts, at least they kept silent, and reluctantly accepted the fact that a shoebill made more money than themselves.

"Jason." Batman called out.

Jason:  …

There was silence in the inner line. The "Fvck" that Jason uttered just now seemed to be a collective hallucination. After all, it was Red Hood. He was chased and beaten by Batman for bombing the Gotham Pier last month. How could he appear in Bat's house? inside?

The old bat snorted coldly.

Just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt a weight on his head.

The fighting instinct gave Batman a conditioned reflex, his shoulders tightened and his waist exerted strength, and he slammed his elbow to the back, but it was submerged in a fluffy feather.

He managed to hold back some of his strength.

"Stupid?" A tone of disapproval.

Shoebills, which have grown taller recently, rest their chins on bats' heads.

It is now 1.8 meters long without straightening it up. If it straightens its neck, it will be at least 2.1 meters long, which is very impressive. It can completely put its chin on the top of the big bat's head.

Right in the middle of the two bat ears.

Just right.

The perfect width.

The whalebill stork couldn't help but rubbed against each other, showing a comfortable and comfortable expression.

Damian: "...I think maybe its head is a bit heavy for its neck. According to the data, the young shoebill is often unable to stand up and walk because of this, and can only lie down in the nest waiting to be fed."

In order not to suddenly add whalebill meat to the night snack menu at home, Damian tried his best to explain: "Maybe it just thinks the height is just right, so it just..."

Under the "caress" of Batman's cold eyes, Damian closed his mouth.

Too much to say.

Don't really turn into stewed whalebill stork meat in a while.

"I'll give you three seconds." Batman's voice was hoarse and terrifying, and it was the scariest legend in Gotham.

But the shoebill couldn't hear it.

Maybe it's because this height is really comfortable, it twitched and rubbed its lips again.

Damian silently looked away, he was afraid that the corners of his mouth would be too obvious, causing Batman's hair to fall.Of course he didn't mind a fight with his old father, but it would be bad if it involved an innocent shoebill.

What bad thoughts can storks have?

After standing with humans for so long, it just wanted to put a chin on it.

Damian was even a little jealous.

The little yellow bird was really short, almost as tall as the feet of a shoebill. A stork would never use his head as a chin.

sad.

Batman:  …

He resisted the urge to check that Damian was wearing the psionic shield, because walking with a stork on top of him looked so stupid.

"Go down." He yelled again under his throat.

Roaring like a demon.

This trick has always worked well for Robinbirds, sometimes the bad guys are scared off.

It's just that the stork still doesn't eat it.

For the authentic bird auditory system, there is no difference whether the voice is hoarse or crisp. What they can hear is the goodwill and malice conveyed in the tone.

Stork knew very well that Batman had no malice towards it, and of course he was not afraid.

And it doesn't want to go in the trunk.

After forcing it to no avail and ineffective threats, Batman could only let it enter the co-pilot.

Damian didn't mind, anyway, he couldn't drive the Batmobile himself, and it would be better to drive the Robin motorcycle behind him as the co-pilot.

"However, it can't be put on the seat belt." Damian frowned, "You can't brake or turn sharply."

The position of the co-pilot is too narrow for the Shoebill. Even if the driver's seat is removed and the entire space is released, it still seems very insufficient.

After squatting in, the shoebill stork is just like being trapped. In an emergency, it cannot open its wings to maintain balance, and there is no seat belt protection. As long as the Batmobile shakes its butt casually, the stork will be stuck in the glass. superior.

Batman didn't speak.

The pair of bat ears on the top of his head were almost crooked by the whalebill stork, and he was depressed right now.

You can't drive the Batmobile up to 80, you might as well let Damian drive it.

……

A little extra weight on the thighs.

Batman took a look from the corner of his eye while driving, and found that it was a whalebill because the space was too small. After squatting, it could only shrink its neck. It probably felt uncomfortable, so it simply turned its head towards Batman. Here, with audacity, he put his head on Batman's lap.

And the gear lever of the Batmobile is in the front, so it doesn't stop at all.

This guy really found a good place for himself.

Still holding up those little eyes that can't tell whether they are dumb or full of wisdom, he looked at Batman without blinking.

Batman:  …

I don't know why, Batman suddenly got the meaning of the whalebill stork.

"Miss Tony?" he asked.

The shoebill moved its head slightly and rubbed against his thigh.

Yes?

or not?

Batman thought about it seriously, and found that he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't connect with the whalebill's brain again. No matter how he thought, the body movements of the whalebill just now were meaningless.

"Work hard tonight, and then I'll call Tony and ask him to visit you," Bat tentatively suggested.

The stork made a "gu da" sound.

Batman: "I'll take it as if you agreed."

The stork nudged him lightly again.

It seems that this is indeed the meaning of consent.

This means that the shoebill is missing Tony Stark. When they met, the shoebill was already an adult bird. Although it failed to learn various skills including flying and independent foraging, it did not There should be a fledgling mentality again.

Therefore, it is completely autonomous to write down the human being Tony Stark and put it in its little head.

Quite odd for a wild bird.

"Gotham Clock Tower." Ah Fu's voice interrupted Batman's thinking.

There was also the sound of Damian grinding his teeth: "The Riddler."

"just."

The corner of Batman's mouth twitched in a barely audible way.

It just so happened that he brought a shoebill.

"Even if it's for your weekend extra meal, work hard."

He also took the time to stroke the fur of the Shoebill stork. Although the gloves cut off the skin and down, he could still imagine the soft and delicate touch.

"For the dinofish," Batman emphasized.

This shoebill absolutely memorized the word "dinosaur fish". When it heard it, it looked like it had heard the affectionate call from food, and instantly raised its head.

rice!

The stork opened its mouth slightly and became excited.

The Riddler occupied the top of Gotham's clock tower and planted bombs on the top floor. As always, he set up a challenge ring, waiting for Batman to fight.

At this point the bomb has been activated, and the slower Batman moves, the less chance of winning.

Long, long ago the Riddler had a common name: Nygma.It's a pity that Nygma was too ordinary, unable to satisfy his own desire for expression, so that Nygma died, and the Riddler was born in the madly growing mystery.

He's just the Riddler now.

He is waiting for his opponent, his Batman.

In order to prove that he is the smartest person in Gotham and even the whole world, the Riddler obsessed with taking on Batman.

Of course, he will also challenge other high IQ people.

Like the detective in London.

Just who let Batman be in Gotham?

This is like the first boss encountered after leaving Novice Village, how could he let it go!

However, something seemed different tonight.

The Riddler frowned and glanced at his watch again.

If Batman doesn't come again, it will be too late.

The opponent didn't come, the bomb exploded, and his goal seemed to be achieved, but in fact all this became meaningless.He could blow up the ancient clock tower, but so what?

The brain that was doing things started to go on strike, and the Riddler fell into anxiety.

Do not!

How could this be? !

How could his ring be without Batman? !

The Riddler furiously turned off the bomb in the countdown and ran to the window.

"Why isn't there even a bat light?!" roared.

Batman actually released his pigeons!It's still the kind of thoroughness!Did the bat go missing again?Or was it sniped by someone?Impossible, there is no such news!

The Riddler's irritable eyeballs rolled wildly.

Then he saw, on the gargoyle under the window, there was a one-person tall creature hiding, although the height was not right, but Gotham would hide in the shadow of the gargoyle, not only Batman Well!

The Riddler smiled.

quickly lost again.

That's not a shade of Batman, but a big bird.