[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

"They say your name is Lucilia."

In the darkness, a hoarse and low voice whispered.

Lucilia opened her eyes.

The room located underground was dark, and there was a little night light on the ground that was not enough to illuminate the surroundings.In such an environment, Lucilia looked at the ceiling and remained motionless.

"Who?" She didn't feel other living beings, no other thoughts surging around here.

Even if he tried his best to sense it, only Jason's mind was active in the hall, obviously busy with his "night watch".

"How did you do that?" Lucilia muttered.

"Communication system, human technological means."

The other side said.

Lucilia knew that. She had lived in the Red Bat Cave for a few days, and at her learning speed, she had already memorized a lot of nouns, as well as some other knowledge.

She sat up, looked around the room, and locked her eyes on the siren speaker on the ceiling, which was connected to the alarm device, which could make a loud noise if necessary, and instantly wake up the people in the room.

The sound came from here.

"Who are you?" Lucilia repeated the question again.

The other party was silent for a moment, and said, "Batman."

batman.

Nightwing's version of Batman isn't in Gotham, and doesn't play tricks like this, it's gotta be the original, the legendary dark, super-difficult big, dour old bat.

When it comes to this Batman, Jason can use 1 adjectives to complain.

Lucilia blinked in the dark, not quite understanding, and tried to ask: "I heard that you went to hell, so you came here specifically to see your child?"

"..."

silence.

"Uh, I mean, Jason?"

"..."

There was silence, and then Batman jumped away from the unhealthy subject and said, "There's going to be a breakout at Arkham Asylum tonight, and you and Jason are going to deal with it."

Sounds like a good prophecy.

Lucilia didn't hear Batman's command, she was wondering about other things.

"Why did you tell me?"

"Only you can receive the signal." It sounded like Batman was not satisfied, and there were more messy voices, indistinct, wailing sounds, and some kind of strange and weird movement.

Lucilia strained her ears to listen to those.

Strange, she actually felt familiar.

Originally I wanted to ask Qiuqiu, but in the end, that guy fell asleep and was still in a state of offline thinking. To put it simply, it seemed that his soul was not here.Occasionally, Qiuqiu would do this for unknown reasons, and Lucilia didn't care.

Constantine's voice came from the opposite side again.

"I told you to wait for me where you are, what are you doing?"

"I don't agree." Lucilia replied very confidently.

Constantine choked on this, and protested with difficulty: "Where is someone like you?"

"here?"

Lucilia laughed a little bit at this, she felt very happy, hearing this human mage deflated made her feel comfortable, this was the first time this had happened.

"You must owe me money." Although she can't remember.

Constantine fell silent for a moment.

"You really owe me money?" Lucilia was a little surprised, so she just guessed casually.

"It's not money. If you forget it, it won't count." Constantine fooled casually, "Enough, I can't hold on for long, let's talk next time, I have to, take you out."

"And... find that sheep...sheep? It should be... a sheep... right?"

The communication line seemed to be disturbed by some kind of interference, and it became unstable. Creaking and blowing sounds replaced signal noise and electrical noise. Constantine struggled for a moment, just a few seconds, and the communication from hell was completely offline.

"Arkham..." Lucilia repeated the name.

Arkham Asylum.

sheep?

What does it matter?

"Does Arkham keep sheep?"

"What sheep?" Looking at Lucilia who had changed into the original little magician's dress, Jason asked with a question mark in his head, "Aren't you going to experience the 'sleep mode' of human beings for one night?"

Lucilia does not need to sleep, and can selectively enter a state similar to "hibernation" when needed.

"Something woke me up." Lucilia spread her hands innocently.

She didn't explain exactly what happened. Just as Jason wanted to ask, he was interrupted by "DiDiDi"'s communication request.It's quite strange, this time?

Jason pressed answer.

"Red Hood." Habitual self-introduction.

"Red Robin. Emergency alarm. A prison break has occurred in the Arkham Asylum. Arkham Island has fallen. The Arkham Bridge is about to be captured."

Red Robin said it was urgent, but Jason couldn't make any waves in his heart.

Isn't there another prison break in Arkham?

A regular copy, just get used to it.

"Who is it this time?" Jason asked.

"Preliminary conclusion is that it is Poison Ivy."

Also an old rival.

Jason: "Get the herbicide ready."

"Of course, Red Robin is offline."

Communication hangs up.

Jason turned his head to look in Lucilia's direction. The gargoyle picked up the red hood on the table and played with it back and forth between its hands. Humans thought that Lucille had mentioned Arkham just now, and they were almost Something happened in Arkham, and he must have thought a little more.

The problem was that there wasn't much time for him to think about it now.

"I'll go too." Lucilia turned her hood, as if she was spinning a basketball, making a request while playing.

Jason: "You also said yesterday that you want to watch the night, what did I say?"

"You said I wasn't ready." Lucilia repeated the warning and various restrictions, "However, I don't think those requirements are a problem for me."

Obey the arrangement, do not kill people, and avoid harming the innocent as much as possible.

As long as Lucilia wants to be obedient, none of these matters.

"Or are you worried about my sensory ability? Actually, don't you think it's useful in combat? We'll work well together."

Seeing Jason frowned, Lucilia added: "I try not to sense your specific thoughts."

The past few days of getting along has made Jason understand how stubborn the gargoyle's character is. On the surface, those who are easy to talk to are just that they haven't encountered anything. In fact, no one has been able to change Lucilia's decision so far.

Whether it's trying to cook and ending up blowing up the kitchen, or nearly murdering Jason and Tim with sweetened coffee.

Now, when she showed the attitude that she must go to Arkham, Jason couldn't stop her.

Tim's comm cuts in: "Let her come, we need more force. Poison Ivy is doing a lot this time, and there are still some unknowns. Maybe we need help from the magic side."

"You think I can't handle it?" Jason asked back.

He himself is on the magic side, or the kind who cultivates both technology and magic.

"Yes." Tim's reply was very positive.

"I see you are itchy."

Just as he was gearing up to hit his younger brother, he was almost hit by something when he turned around. Jason took it reflexively, but found that the "hidden weapon" was his hood.

"Your wavering is too obvious." Lucilia gave him a super happy smile, she knew she had won.

Jason:  …

What can he say?

The human found two things from the table and threw them to Lucilia.

A set of communication equipment, a headset that almost blends with the skin color, and a microphone.

A jet-black thing that looked like a sports wristband. Jason made a few simple gestures and taught Lucilia how to use it.At present, it is still in a restricted state, and can only open the projected map, or connect to the mobile phone, and use some functions on the mobile phone.

Lucilia finished putting it on quickly, jumped on the motorcycle while Jason was wearing the helmet, and straddled the place at the back that didn't look like a seat. She didn't care, and put one hand on Jason's waist, meaning It means to maintain balance.

Jason froze almost at the same time, reminding in a muffled voice: "Control your strength."

That is the strength to easily lift 200 barrels with one hand.

Lucilia pinched the psoas muscle of the human being and felt moderate elasticity.

"Understood, I will definitely not cut off your psoas muscles, and I will try my best not to damage other things." It sounds like the kind of obedient and well-behaved one that you can't find in the bat family.

It's a pity that human beings' sense of security has not increased much because of this.

……

The throttle roared, and they rushed out of the red bat cave.

There was no need to go to Arkham at all, just a little distance in that direction, and they collided with the overwhelming green plants.

Poison Ivy is faster than ever, breaking through the Arkham Bridge and officially invading Gotham.

Is that a plant?

Plants taller than houses?

Lucilia was admiring the soaring madness with her head up, when she felt a signal flash across her senses.

It was Jason's mind.

She was also willing to cooperate, jumped up with one hand on Jason's shoulder, and squatted on the back seat of the motorcycle.

Jason, who had only vaguely thought of a plan, realized that this was a response, so he leaned to the side and made a fierce side brake.

With the help of sensing ability, the cooperation between the two was perfect. The moment Jason reached the side brake, Lucilia jumped back, like a creature born to fly in the sky, dexterous and free, and landed safely without making any sound.

Jason let go of his hand, and let the motorcycle slide out sideways, hitting the roots of a huge plant, and blasting out scorching flames.

He rolled out smoothly and stopped beside Lucilia.

The man and the gargoyle looked at each other.

The light of "Boast?" in Lucilia's eyes is impossible for humans to ignore.

"Okay." The one just now was really good, Jason temporarily backed down, "It's a good job this time."

Although it was the first time for the two to cooperate, it seemed as if they had cooperated for many years. Jason just had an idea in his heart, and Lucilia was ready to deal with it.

Especially when the other party is willing to cooperate, Jason can only admit that he feels great.

Lucilia diverted her attention, she was looking at the flames.

In her blood, something was gradually awakened by the sound of the explosion and the flames, the muscles and bones stretched, and a low and suppressed cheer came out.

Lucilia seemed to be impatient, and walked straight towards the flames.

Jason:  …

This was just boasted for less than a second!