[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

11 o'clock in the evening on the third day, the last time agreed.

Constantine appeared, without a cigarette in his mouth, and the surrounding area was full of smoke. The smell of tobacco was so strong that even Jason couldn't hold it back. He regretted not wearing a hood when he came back today.

Zatanna came with me tonight, and this female magician also showed disapproval.

Lucilia narrowed her eyes.

Konstantin spread his hands, with burning smoke still stuck between his fingers.

"I didn't smoke in front of you." He wasn't afraid at all.

I just lit a cigarette, and I didn't smoke it in my mouth. As for whether inhaling the smoke in the air is considered smoking...

At that time, there were no detailed regulations in the contract, so it cannot be regarded as a violation of the regulations.

Lucilia obviously noticed it too, and she was so angry that there were big veins on her forehead. It was Jason who quickly rolled her back behind her with his sharp eyesight and hands, so that a bloody incident could be avoided.

Constantine quit as soon as he saw it, and used magic to disperse the smoke.

"Let me see which little genius makes him dare not smoke openly," Zatanna's uniform is also a magician's dress, and the brim of the top hat is slightly pressed to show etiquette, "Zhatana, it's a pleasure to meet you .”

"The gargoyle from Gotham and Hell, Lucilia." Lucilia poked her head out from behind Jason: "I don't think I succeeded."

If any high-level demon can successfully curse, how could this human being play with Lucifer for so many years and still be alive and kicking.

And look at Constantine's current appearance, where does he seem to be calculated.

Lucilia silently wrote down the small ledger.

Waiting for you to go to hell!

Constantine: ...

Today is also a day when I seriously think about how to get to heaven.

The interaction between the two caught Zatanna's eyes and made her laugh.

"That's different. I've been tricked by him a lot, and it's good to be able to get back even for a day or two." Zatanna blinked at Lucilia, greeted Jason again, and then got to the point: "Come on Come on, let me help you find someone."

She took out the Red Hooded Knight doll.

Jason:! ! !

"Why are you there?!"

Zatanna: "Is it strange? Positioning magic requires something close to the opponent. This doll should be made by the demon himself. It is perfect for tracking his soul." After finishing speaking, she suddenly realized something, Le: "I borrowed this from Batman, and I will return it in a while, don't worry."

Jason:  …

His expression was even uglier.

That old bat still has this? !

Only Lucilia can see his entanglement, but Lucilia still can't understand this, she just tilts her head and looks at the top of Jason's head in distress, thinking hard about what those gloomy black clouds and small lightnings represent .

Fortunately, the positioning was very smooth.

With the doll made by the other party, Zatanna quickly found Edie's coordinates.

"This demon is in Gotham."

Saying that, Zatanna turned the "globe" of the magic structure to show them the position.

Jason opened the map for comparison: "There's a circus over there."

circus?

It seems that Lucilia has never been to a circus, and she is not familiar with amusement parks.

"Shall we go and see?" the gargoyle suggested.

"Okay, let's go back." Jason agreed directly, and he rarely objected to Lucilia's request, as long as it didn't involve issues of principle, "Go and pack up."

"it is good."

Lucilia went back to the house to pack her things, and Jason didn't talk much with the two human mages. Both of them were Batman's friends, and Jason was not used to talking to him with a bit of an elder attitude.

But that circus...

"Why does it seem to be the one of Dicky Bird?"

After contacting Bruce, Jason and Lucilia quickly returned to Gotham. It happened to be a weekend, and Bruce decided to take Damian to the circus to show the gargoyle.

"Going to the circus this weekend?" Dick said on the phone. "This weekend happens to be the day I'm going back to perform."

It sounds like a coincidence, but it has to make people feel suspicious.

"Business as usual." Bruce decided to face the difficulties.

Dick agrees: "Wait, I'll send you express tickets, right on your phone, with a barcode you can scan."

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…………

Saturday.

Some time ago, Wayne made an angel investment in the circus' residence, which was expanded and turned into a large amusement park, and the circus was just one of the projects.

Out of concern for Dick, the circus's land rent has been greatly reduced, which is more appropriate than the original direct stationing, and naturally they will not raise objections—they just don't have the financial strength to object.

The flow of people on Saturday is extremely high. Even if you take the express ticket, a group of people will inevitably have to queue.

Jason: "..." It's just masochistic.

I really don't know what's so good about the crowd.

Lucilia was more depressed than him. Not only did she have to endure the unpleasantness of being bumped by strangers from time to time while moving, she also had to be careful to prevent the opponent from being directly bounced away by herself in the event of a collision.

too difficult.

"Why are there so many people?" Lucilia finally spoke Jason's heart.

"TT".

Damian expressed his approval with a disgusted click.

How can there be so many people! ?

Mickey roared.

The only good news is that most of the people who come to the circus on weekends are parents with their children, with the purpose of leisure and pleasure, and will not carefully identify other tourists around, so the two public figures Bruce and Damian are exempted The "punishment" of □□, after a little make-up, it looks no problem to just come out like this.

At least so far it looks good. They played two projects and have not been recognized yet.

But that's it.

Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Bruce and Clark saw each other right.

Bruce: ...

Clark: ...

They both recognized each other and both knew that the other recognized them.

Now there is only one question left: Should we just pretend nothing happened and separate silently, or should we simply recognize each other and go together?

Good question, worth pondering.

"Damian!" Joe rushed out.

Damian: "TT..." Although he disliked him, he didn't directly kick the opponent away.

For the Batman, this is what it means to agree to go together.

...Come on, you don't have to think about it so much now.

Clark came over: "What a coincidence, Bruce..."

Under the warning of the other party's sight of "keep it secret", Clark swallowed the last pronunciation, and omitted "Bruce" to "Bru".

"Clark."

Bruce was very blunt, and didn't know how to abbreviate it, but the little reporter was not well-known, so he wasn't worried about being recognized in the amusement park.

The two sides met and exchanged information.

"Interview?" Bruce frowned, "Why did the interview come to the amusement park and bring Joe?"

"Some personal reasons? I don't know too well, that's the task I received." Clark was very helpless.

Originally, the name Clark Kent was really famous, but later, because the league became more and more busy, he couldn't take care of this job anymore, so he could only occasionally reveal photos of Superman or other superhero matters to stabilize his income.

Under such a premise, as the most ordinary little reporter, he has no right to pick and choose.

"The other party temporarily canceled the interview, but the tickets have already been booked, so I will bring Xiao Qiao over to have fun."

Did not expect so many people.

It was agreed that because of the rampant criminals, Gotham's tourism industry has been hit hard and has been in a state of loss?

Clark felt cheated.

Bruce had a headache: "Let's play separately."

The combination of two old men, a young man, a young girl, and two brats is too strange.

"I'm on the team with Lucilia, you play." Jason had long wanted to get rid of the bat father and son, "Lusilia and I are going to find that greedy one, suitable for acting alone."

And it wouldn't be too surprising that the remaining two fathers and two children just formed a team.

Clark and Bruce looked at each other, seeing the slight sadness in each other's eyes.

In the end, the two fathers were in charge of watching the show and buying, buying, buying, and buying. It was Xiao Qiao who was really in charge of bringing Damian. Of course, it could be the other way around.

Little Qiao likes carousels, and Damian held his chin up reservedly, saying that he could take a ride on the Ferris wheel after watching the circus.

Ferris wheel...

Xiao Qiao, who can fly by herself, looked back at her father.

Clark blinked at him.

Of course the Ferris wheel was the grand finale, and they had to go see Dick's circus first.

Skyman Grayson.

In order to avoid conflict with his night identity, Dick chose a tights with red flame pattern, which looked like a legendary flame bird that kept burning itself from a distance.

The thrilling BGM, the trapeze performance, and the absence of a protective net all make it extremely exciting. No one can guarantee whether the next leap will be the last jump of the young man on stage.

They were too scared to look at it, but couldn't wait to see it.

Tangled with contradictions.

Lucilia peeks from behind the stage.

"Concentrate on your work." Jason carried it back for her, "Didn't you say it was around here?"

Generally speaking, Lucilia can sense things within a certain range, whether it's ordinary creatures or demons, she can tell the difference.

It's just that Edie's camouflage ability is better, so it's not so easy to find.

Lucilia is now tracking suspicious thinking. If the distance is relatively close, Lucilia can sense Edie's demon thinking, just because Edie's body is probably the size of a rag doll, this "close" requirement is natural It will also be more demanding, plus the playground is too big and their progress is slow.

"It is indeed near here. I clearly saw strange thinking outside just now, but I couldn't see anything after entering."

Lucilia was also quite helpless.

Thought induction also requires the other party to think about it before she can see it. Immortal species are different from short-lived species. Demons like them don’t think all the time. In fact, for many demons, thinking is a technical task.

Why do you have to think about salted fish?

The gargoyle tilted its head.

There was a burst of exclamation outside, probably because the trapeze had completed another difficult move.

Lucilia wanted to pick up the curtain to take a peek, but found a series of small veins on Jason's head, each of which was mysteriously sour.

Well……

She likes sweet, not too sour.

So she leaned over and gave Jason a slap, and concentrated on her work.

Take a peek.

Sure enough, those little blue veins disappeared, and her honey barbecue became sweet and delicious again~