[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

The gargoyle outside the window is about 2 meters lower than the window sill, and the head of the stork can just touch the bottom of the window. It rests the tip of its beak on the outside sill of the window and looks at the riddleman.

On such a dull night, the feathers of the Shoebill stork lost a layer of refraction, and it looked almost pure black, and the original white strokes were also stained with Gotham's unique navy blue.

This makes it look like some kind of evil spirit that was born in the haze and died in the darkness.

Compared to Batman, this whalebill is more like a monster in Gotham's underworld.

The Riddler choked involuntarily.

Not sure if he was intimidated by the Shoebill stork, or simply because Batman set him free, his poor brain froze with grief.

A riddler who can't speak is a false riddler. Originally, his mind was full of riddles, but he couldn't come up with a single riddle when things came to an end. The simple things that used to be a matter of course now seem to be as difficult as heaven. His tongue was stiff and his brain was congealed.

He just felt that the evil spirit in the dark night was like a curse, holding his heart fiercely, allowing the blood to spurt out, tearing it to pieces into a bloody pool.

"Coo." The Shoebill made a slight noise.

The stork, which was hoisted up by Batman with a rope gun, was not very happy. It didn't like such a high place. The clock tower was higher than the walls of Arkham, so it was not sure whether it could fly down safely.

It's still not very good at flying.

"Guda." The dark villain.

The Shoebill flapped its wings twice, turned its head to look to the other side, and the Batplane hovering in the hidden state was next to it, and Batman did not leave. He was observing the state of the Shoebill and the Riddler in the cockpit.

"Oh. Are you cold?" Nygma recovered.

He did hear some emotions from the call of the whalebill stork, and noticed that the other party should be complaining, but Nygma didn't know what the other party was complaining about.

After all, an innocent bird shouldn't be trapped on a tall building, right?

This is so inhumane.

So Nygma opened the window for it.

Shoebill storks hopped in immediately.

As a stork grown in a laboratory, it is obviously more adapted to the human house. Its feet step on the wooden floor, and it actually knows how to use the most appropriate force without leaving traces.

The dull hair that was blown tousled by the cold wind trembled and stood up again.

Looking at the shoebill, Nygma felt like a child entering the zoo for the first time, not knowing what to do.

Human beings were dumbfounded, and so were the shoebill storks.

Both sides look at each other.

What to do when a "little" animal is motionless and just silently watching itself?

Nygma is not very clear, he has never experienced this kind of experience, so he can only try to imagine in himself, for example, under what circumstances would he stare at another creature in a daze?

Unless it's a special riddle?

Still hungry?

After a long time, Nygma took out an orange: "Do you want to eat it?"

The picky stork turned his head away.

Nygma: "..." He took a bite of the orange.

Day, sour.

Throw it away.

"Edward Nygma. What about you?" Nygma tried to break the deadlock.

Stork Stork: "Guda?" Innocent.

Nygma: ...

I feel like I just did something really stupid.

In this gradually solidified atmosphere, Nygma sat for a while, looking out of the window, like the previous clown, he was also waiting for the bat light to come on.

But tonight there is only a big black cloud over Gotham.

This made Nygma fall into an irritable mood.

"What is that Sergeant Gordon doing? Aren't you afraid that I will detonate the bomb?" Nygma said to himself, "Why don't you call Batman?"

Batman should come.

To stop him, block any of them.

They are Batman's responsibility, the Bat's curse.Getting into the quagmire again and again, stopping them again and again, this is what Batman must do.

Never rest until pardoned by death.

So what special day is today?

Nygma thought slowly, feeling bored.

There was only one whalebill left, and Nigma had no choice but to wave to the whalebill: "Come here, sit with me for a while."

The shoebill didn't move, just looked at him with its head tilted, and didn't come close.

Nygma could only take off his hat with a small question mark on it, and tried to pass it over: "Playing?" He shook the hat back and forth, trying to tease the strange shoebill.

The whalebill narrowed its eyes.

I don't know if it's because of following Batman recently, when it squinted its eyes, it actually revealed a look of "disapproval".

Nygma: ...

"Are you so disgusted?" Wronged.

Storks are disgusted.

It's green, and it looks like it can't be eaten. Of course, something that can't be eaten can't arouse the interest of storks.

It took a fancy to the ring next to it.

There are 5 layers of rings in total, and a riddle is written on each layer of the ring. This is originally a game level set for Batman. Only by solving the riddle and moving the ring to the correct position can the bomb be disarmed.

Oh, by the way, it must be successful once. Once the puzzle fails, the bomb will explode immediately.

Now the bomb is just stopping the countdown, it is not really disarmed.

The stork walked past.

The color of this thing is dark brown, and it looks inexplicably similar to the color of a dinosaur fish. It should be because of this that it just aroused its interest.

Stork leaned forward and chattered.

Nobody stopped it.

Anyway, the countdown has stopped, the bomb is in a state of complete standby, and it will not explode even if the spelling is wrong. These humans are quite fond of the stork, and they can play with it if it wants to.

The stork chattered nonsense.

Nygma was still in a daze, blankly, feeling as if something was wrong.

The pattern of the rings was gradually becoming what he was familiar with, and when the storks lost interest in the rings, the thing also returned to its original state.

The bomb pile made a "click" and unlocked.

Nygma: ...

The Riddler was stunned.

The stork, who had grown tired of the new toy, raised his head and turned his head to look out the window. With the night vision ability of the whalebill, he could clearly see the bat plane hovering in mid-air in the dark.

This thing is stiff, but it flies better than it.

The Shoebill was depressed.

And Batman in the Batplane watched the Riddler suddenly squat down after being stimulated, as if he had collapsed, completely giving up doing things.He first called Gordon and asked the other party to light up the bat light that symbolized the protection of the Dark Knight, and at the same time called on the inside: "Robin."

"Got it." Damian replied.

What happened just now was a bit unbelievable. Batman began to think carefully. Is it a pure coincidence that the shoebill can untie the ring, or is there something else?

Meanwhile Robin enters the clock tower and arrests the Riddler.

Damian took the emergency passage, and ran up layers. When he went up, Nigma had already rubbed against the whalebill stork. There is nothing to love.

The bat light came on, but Nygma didn't look out the window.

"Tell me, when will I beat Batman?" Poor Nygma murmured with a muddled expression, "Become the king of Gotham."

The stork couldn't understand, but the human was holding on to its leg, and it had no choice but to stand like this to support the human.

Damian: ...

Well, you needy riddler, people are so stupid that they still don't forget to dream!

and also!

Let go of my stork!

Damian chose to rush up and punch him.

Nygma screamed after being beaten, and hid with his head in his arms. He was originally an intelligent villain, and he couldn't beat this group of crazy birds at all, so he could occasionally show his prestige in some special parallel universes.Now, the unfortunate Riddler was stimulated, and Mr. Nigma was desensitized again, and he didn't even remember to use the question mark crutch he carried with him.

The shoebill stork was startled, bluffing and flapping its wings.

This movement made Nigma's eyes light up.

Such a big stork.

The perfect post!

He definitely can't fight a fight, but he can still go around a pillar!

Nygma immediately jumped up and started circling around the Shoebill. Damian was also a real fluffy man, it was impossible to hit innocent storks, so he could only follow around.

When the fire got too hot, I just took out a gun and smashed it down.

"Robin?" Batman called.

"That's all." Damian hummed angrily.

This kind of tear gas is specially made. It will only produce irritation after touching the mucous membrane, and it will not affect normal breathing. Shoebills have nictitating membranes, so they are naturally not afraid of this.

As Damian had expected, when he tied up the howling Nygma, the Shoebill kept its nictitating membranes closed and stood there rolling the boss's "white eyes".

When the nictitating membrane is closed, the stork cannot see things clearly, and only has some basic light perception.

It tilted its head slightly and turned sideways to the window, still looking very concerned about the Batplane.

When Damian tied up the Riddler, the Shoebill finally made a decision. It stepped out of the window and flapped its wings to maintain balance. There was no smoke outside. The Shoebill opened its nictitating membrane, stared at the bat plane, and used its beak As a calibration device, he walked out along the gargoyle with its head sticking out.

The others were puzzled by this, and watched the Shoebill silently to see what it was going to do.

The stork opened its wings and fluttered out.

Batman:! ! !

The cargo jumped directly onto the Batplane.

stopped.

And squatted down.

"Oh..." Alfred's voice came from the inside line, "Is it hatching eggs?"

Batman:  …

"I think so."

Damian completed the task, looked out from the window eaves, watched his old father's jokes, and shared this scene with his brothers using the vision sharing system that came with Robin's mask.

"Seriously, Todd, when are you going back to Gotham?"

It's so lively, it's a pity not to watch it.

Coincidentally Jason AKA Red Hood Todd thought so too.

He was moved.

With such a big excitement to watch, even if he is hunted down by Batman, he will not lose money!

"Remember the psionic blocker," Red Robin reminded him.

Batman:  …

"Jason?" Batman asked.

There was a moment of silence inside.

Jason didn't intend to answer. Red Robin glanced at the connection data, and found that the communication port of the red hood had gone offline.

"He slipped away," said Red Robin regretfully.

If you slip away, you slip away, because the Red Hood will be returning to Gotham soon anyway.

So what if you wear a psychic shield?Isn't there still a white leopard?

Gotham is never short of thugs.