i spent the summer in gotham

722.

The person who came to pick us up was Guochang, our almighty flying squirrel, a rich woman who would never lose money even if my father went bankrupt.

The Flying Squirrel descended from the sky and appeared in the classic way of cat and mouse. The little orange cat Warren was chasing after her, and then there was a Damian cat who couldn't control the instinct of cats and cats.

Guochang's tears welled up in his eyes, and the golden-haired bear scurried to the back of Jason's clothes, grabbed one of Jason's hairs and poked his head out cautiously, "Take the cat away! Take it away!"

I grabbed the meowing little orange cat and held him in my arms, "You are finally here."

Guochang burst into tears, "I'm sorry, who knew that something would happen if I invite you out to play."

Jason raised his jaw and motioned her to look out the window.On the big screen, Timothy Drake, a young and handsome Wall Street bird, wears a standard smile with eight teeth on his face, and a split screen on one side is replaying his interview.

A man of such standard success.His smiling face has been hanging outside the window of our rented apartment for three days, and every time I open the curtains, I feel like I'm back in Gotham.

"You came a little later, the baby bird is going to run for Congress next. In a few months we will change to call him 'Congressman Drake'."

Guochang's mouse face was dull, she put her hands in her hands, and slowly shifted her gaze to Tim who was a couch potato in the corner.

Tim looked over suspiciously with his cup of coffee.

Guochang's hair was standing on end, "Hello, Congressman!"

Tim: "...listen to Jason talking nonsense."

Tim: "Obviously the election is half a year away."

723.

The reason why Guochang was able to pinpoint us was because she went to Mount Shu and asked for a talisman from the sect master, so she could use the fate card to track my location.

Well done, Guochang, now everyone in the sect knows that I have crossed.

I am urgently looking for members of the Avengers League to sign, is it too late?

We had our last day at Marvel World and sorted out our takeaways.I got the signatures of the Avengers members, and found Spider-Man sitting there eating a sandwich on the tallest building in New York.

I shook the bag in my hand, "Do you want to eat hot dogs or not? It's a new product that hasn't been released in online celebrity shops."

"You almost scared me," Spider-Man said, revealing a chin under the half-opened visor, "just a plastic bag dangling in the sky makes people want to jump."

"Are you a three-month-old kitten who wants to pounce on everything?" I asked, "If you don't eat hot dogs, I don't mind eating two servings by myself."

Spider-Man: "...eat."

We sat side by side on the tallest building in New York in the sunset that shrouded the city, and each of us ate a magic seaweed hot dog.

I sat on the building and shook my legs, "I'm leaving New York soon, and I won't deliver food in the future."

Spider-Man was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

"Going back to my hometown, the location is far away, and I may not come here in the future." I said.

Spider-Man thought for a while, "I wish you a smooth journey and get home safely." He pulled up the mask that he had just uncovered after eating, "This may be the last time we meet, you really intend to remain transparent in front of me ?"

"Please call me Momo," I said calmly, "I refuse to pick a horse."

"Besides, isn't it easy for you to find me?" I jumped lightly and stepped on Du'er, "As long as you find out which courier received the order, you can find me."

He knew that there was such a method, but he never used this method to take off my vest. I am quite grateful to him.

I patted him on the shoulder, "Wait until tomorrow, Dude Spider."

724.

The process of returning to the original world is simpler than we imagined, and there are no thrilling scenes.

We were sitting on a helicopter hidden in the mountains, and my father and Guochang were leading the way in front of us in a Kirita Bat King assembled fighter jet.

I don't know what evil deal he made with Stark, Iron Man can let him fly this assembled plane made of Stark and Kirita wool.

The little orange cat Warren was also quietly taken away by us carrying the cat bag.According to Damian's later investigation, Warren should have hatched from the eggs laid by Googoo.

During the process of sealing these eggs, the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. did not find that one egg had hatched in advance, and the kitten slipped out happily.This made Damian Maomao pick up a shocking leak.

The plane passed somewhere silently and smoothly, and Dick sat on the cockpit of the helicopter and said happily, "The positioning can be locked to Gotham."

We couldn't help but relax, and after such a long time, we finally went home.

Jason took out his mobile phone to check Twitter, paying attention to the situation in Gotham, his face became more and more strange, "Who is patrolling Gotham during the days when we are not here?"

According to Guochang, the flow rates of the two worlds are different. We spent nearly a month in the Marvel world, and only a week in Gotham.During this period, the girls should be patrolling Gotham and maintaining law and order.

Jason flashed the phone in front of us, "Then what's the matter with this Batman? No matter how you look at this body, you can't be a girl!"

? ?

Tim and I leaned over to Jason's phone, and the tall and strong man on the screen was wearing a bat armor and stepped on the gargoyle's head.

For some reason, I always feel that his posture of stepping on the head of the gargoyle is not standard.As we all know, stepping on the head of the gargoyle is the entry test of the bat family, and the muscular man in front of him is 100% likely to be kicked out of the family.

Tim looked at it for a while and found the problem, "He didn't step on it, but actually floated on top of the gargoyle."

US:……

This prompt is so obvious that we can't ignore it even if we want to ignore it.

Superman, is that you, Superman?

Are you here to take over for my dad?

725.

Guochang announced the correct answer through the communication linking the two planes, "It's Superman. The Justice League helped to participate in the search after knowing about your disappearance."

"Because Batman disappeared in Gotham for a few days, the city seemed a bit uneasy, so after discussing with Batgirl and the others, Superman came to help."

Shushu said sincerely, "He said that he has the experience of being on duty and can help patrol for a few days. Mr. Superman is very busy every day, and he has to go back and forth between Metropolis and Gotham dozens of times on average. He is really a good man!"

"Most importantly," she said, "their apple pie is delicious!"

I knew you wouldn't say good things about others for no reason, and you were bought by the food, Guochang.

726.

Jason continued to scroll down the news, "Then he is really busy tonight, the time interval between Metropolis and Gotham taking pictures of him is not more than one minute."

"...isn't Superman taking over tonight," Tim said.

Now even Damian, who hugged Damian's cat on the left and Warren on the right, had a solemn expression, "Then who is posing as father tonight!"

His posture looks like he's going to parachute to kill Gotham in the next second, and unmask the fake face.

We talked for a long time, and my dad finally spoke on the communication line.

"He's not Superman," my dad said. "He's Timothy."

This Timothy is not referring to Tim sitting in the helicopter, but another duck who followed the girls back to Gotham.

The one who once served as Batman and then disappeared into the time stream, Timothy Drake.

Jason, Tim, and Damian, who had been face to face with him, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

727.

This isn't the first bad news of the night.

The second bad news, the person who is causing trouble in the city tonight is the clown, the magic green algae we are familiar with.

The two messages were superimposed, my father and Dick both speeded up, and the two planes were moving forward at full speed.

Everyone tensed their faces, praying to catch up before the tragedy happened.

It's a little out of character to say it, but we're not praying for Timothy Duck.

Timothy Duck is not a good-natured Duck, and we're terrified of one of his petulant impulses that turns the clown into yet another pile of seaweed sauce.

Will it be too late for me and Yaya to kneel down in front of my father and admit my mistakes?

Damn it, hold on, Seaweed Sauce, don't stop, Olga—the head clown!

728.

But I have a problem.

Looking at tonight's picture through, Batman Timothy is a strong man who walks up at least 1.9 meters.

Besides my dad, the strongest person in our family is Jason.Compared with Jason, Timothy Duck is a whole circle bigger.

I looked at the photo on my phone, and then at Tim, who was sitting next to me, who was an insole taller than me.

The duck has become a muscle duck.Muscle ducks can kill two ducks with one punch.

……

You are not drinking coffee, you are drinking hormones!

Why is the gap so big? ?

729.

When we arrived, the duel between Muscle Duck and Clown Sauce had come to an end.

All we see is a burly man slowly wiping his hands in a cape in an abandoned factory.

He wiped his hands gracefully with a touch of perversion, and he looked a lot like a murderer who had just chopped up his victim into lamb chops and ate them.

Jason paused, "Don't say I'm not firm," he said calmly, "If the dead person is a clown, then I'm willing to help him dig a grave and bury his body."

Your position is not firm!

Tim also stopped, "I won't help him," he stood beside Jason, "but I would also like to help Jason dig a hole."

Give me a little more firmness in your stand!

Even though I am dancing on the grave in front of the tomb of seaweed in another world, I have no position to speak of.

...Why don't I carry a hoe and go to the grove to get a job again.

"He's still alive." Timothy Duck said, "You can put away the tools in your hands."

Only then did we notice that next to him was the box used by the circus to make people alive. Timothy Yaya pushed open the lid of the box, revealing the gagged clown sauce inside.

"Oh." We all sighed regretfully.

Dick almost roared, "Don't look so sorry!"

730.

Timothy Duck stood opposite my father.

There was a mocking smile on Yaya's face, "Hi, oldan."

Who are you and why are you stealing Jason's lines?

My father was silent for a moment, and asked, "They actually let you wear this clothes at ease."

"I have been Batman for a long time." Yaya said, he took off the equipment belt around his waist and threw it to my dad, "I know you are another form of worry, but anyway, I have There are some memories that cannot be given to you.”

My dad took the equipment belt and didn't check it immediately.They stood facing each other like two walls with pointed ears.

Timothy took two steps back, "Since you are here, it's time for me to leave."

Most of his body was hidden in the darkness, as if he would turn into a group of fluttering bats and disperse in the next second.

A voice interrupted Yaya's exit.

Jason pointed at the box, "Where's the clown?"

We turned our heads to look at the box that originally contained the clown sauce. It was empty, except for a broken corsage.

The clown is gone! !

Before we could panic, a pair of small orange ears poked out from behind the box.

Warren lay pitifully on the edge of the box, and the cat vomited, "Ouch, ooh, ooh!"

Damian was shocked, "My cat ate something dirty!!"

The Yuan Devouring Beast ate the clown! !

731.

Damian tries and fails to get the Joker out of the cat's mouth.

My dad tried to induce the cat to vomit, but he only spit out an electric shock glove, which failed.

Jason held his forehead, "He won't be vomited in S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe Fury will trade him for the soul gem, so that the clown can sit side by side with the red skull on the mountain of planet Vormir, Let's tell the story of the past..."

He froze for a moment, "It doesn't seem to be impossible."

A brand new red and green CP was born.