[Zhongyingmei] This villain has nothing to say

"I lost her." Tim looked at the streets where people were coming and going during the rush hour, and he could be sure that the psychiatrist was no longer nearby.

"Did she find you?" Dick, who was far away in the Batcave, asked in the inside line.

"I don't think so... She didn't intend to walk home in a straight line from the beginning." Tim turned and looked at the statue in the megalithic square behind him. There is a more convenient route from Arkham to this square, but she It's like taking a detour out of some habit.

Yes, he felt that her destination should be an important place like 'home', otherwise, with her attitude towards Arkham prisoners, and her ability to easily suppress Bain, it doesn't seem like she has the kind of worry at any time Be wary of being followed.

After the riots in Arkham were quelled, Tim had been looking for an opportunity to talk to her again, but she was busy communicating with the guards at that time, and he couldn't find an opportunity.

And... She seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and she no longer had the willingness to communicate with her cold expression like she did at the beginning.

Out of concern for his safety, the Wayne Group kept begging him to go back, so Tim didn't do anything that might arouse the little doctor's suspicion.

On the lit screen of the bat computer, the blurry footage of the petite figure in the white suit is being analyzed bit by bit.The out-of-focus picture was reconstructed through several simulations, and a girl with slightly curly black hair and a delicate face wearing a black mirror appeared on the screen.

"It turned out to be her!" Tim said after walking down the Batcave and seeing this scene.

"You know her?" Dick asked. "You didn't act like you knew her just now."

"Because I just saw her not like this." Tim recalled the appearance of the little doctor just now, "I guess her pair of glasses can interfere with cognition, or there is something else on her that can interfere with vision . . . she is wary."

He looked at Bruce in front of the seat, "Remember the lady I mentioned last time who helped me at the Black Mask?"

At this moment, Dean Arkham's voice calling the psychiatrist's name sounded in the replayed surveillance video.

"Thos." Bruce said the name at the same time.

This uncommon surname once appeared in Superman's mouth, and the girl saved Superman from being trapped by Luthor.

Bruce remembers seeing her face to face once—at Lex Tower, she was accidentally injured by a bullet that Wonder Woman parried while protecting Lex Luthor, and she looks very different now.

"You said she came to the Sionis Group to complete a certain deal with the other party." Bruce had never run into that girl head-on, and she ran away when she saw Robin after saving Robin. she.

Although she appeared in Gotham, she didn't seem to do anything, but from Black Mask to Arkham, none of the people she came into contact with seemed simple. What purpose does she have, what does she want to do?

"Bruce," the voice of the oracle Barbara suddenly entered the Batcave channel, and she was the one who helped recreate the blurred picture of the video just now, "Who is this cute girl? She is really Arkham the psychiatrist?"

There was a smile in her voice, "You might want to hear that."

Barbara showed them a video recorded by the nano-monitor that Tim left before leaving the prison area. In the video, the little doctor in white was talking to the mental patients.

This footage was also disturbed, but presumably the monitors were installed close to the exit, far enough away from the center of the interfering magnetic field that the audio could be repaired.

"In view of the extremely serious riots/disturbances that occurred today..." The little doctor looked at everyone.

Hearing the familiar lines again, all the prisoners in Arkham were shocked.

"That riot was done by Bain! No one was involved! You can't punish everyone for his fault!" The scarecrow was speaking, as if he was trying to protest, but his tone was not very imposing—even as if he was bargain.

Prisoners in other prisons quickly echoed.

"I know." The black-haired girl said, "What I just wanted to say is that everyone performed well today, and some of the staff helped. There are no other arrangements for the past two days except that the daily reports are normal. You can rest for two days. You will have a new inmate coming, and you may need to wait for his progress."

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, she said again, "But everyone has finished memorizing the prison rules, and you can start preparing to memorize the state laws. I will send them to you today. You can take advantage of these two days' rest to get acquainted."

"..." The prison was suddenly quiet.

Penguin is a prophecy.

"What did she say? What was she telling them to recite... prison rules? Did they really do what she said?"

Yes, it sounded weird, but Dick couldn't help the urge to laugh.

Barbara was already laughing, "It seems that they have finished memorizing, and they have all proceeded to the legal norms of New Jersey... How did she do it? Where did this girl come from?"

Tim cleared his throat and suppressed the smile on his lips. He answered Bruce's question just now, "She was trying to sell something at Black Mask," he said, "and then...she felt After 'Black Mask is not a good person', I terminated my plan to cooperate with him."

"She doesn't seem to have any bad intentions, and she doesn't seem to want to control what the prisoners are doing." Dick said, "Although the method is a bit strange...but she really does work like a psychiatrist."

Before Bruce could speak, Dick suddenly remembered something——

Tim just mentioned that Arkham does not have her detailed information file, and asked the dean, and heard that she is now a substitute for a doctor transferred to Arkham by a hospital who has taken sick leave.

This sounds strange at first, but when you think about it carefully, she first wanted to make a deal with Black Mask, and then went to Arkham to do a substitute job. If she had no other purpose, how could this behavior sound like...

"It's probably not quite right to think so, but," said Dick, after a moment's reflection, "...doesn't anyone think she's a little short of money?"

Bruce & Tim: "..."

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Seeing that the cream soup could not be saved, Amis gave up struggling, and she could make do with bread and salad for dinner.

But looking up, she saw the boy sitting on the couch eating terrible food and not saying anything.

It was completely dark outside the window.

Amis thought for a while, then asked Jason: "Do you want to go out for a while? We can have something to eat outside."

Jason had just swallowed the half of the black gummy candy expressionlessly, and when he regained his composure, he glanced at her and asked slowly, "Is it okay?"

She has never restricted his freedom much, except that he was not allowed to go out for the first two days when he was not moving smoothly, and she never said that he was not allowed to go out.

But Jason knew she cared about housing...or his safety, the apartment she'd told him had two defenses alone.

Amis also hesitated when she proposed to go for a walk. She has been paying attention to her whereabouts so that she will not be found, and she will take a detour on the way to and from get off work every day.

There are probably quite a few people who dislike her now—she realized later that she had offended a not-so-famous gang boss when she first came to Gotham; and the prisoners in Arkham, although they looked obedient, But now is not the time when she was alone. She has to guard against whether someone has other ideas. After all, there is a child in the family who is recovering.

"Let's walk around, not too far away." Amis said, "But if you don't want to go, then I..."

"Let's go out." Jason said calmly.

The two of them read for too long in the evening, and before they knew it, it was past dinner time.

The pedestrians on the street are not too crowded. The big boy next to him is wearing a dark red coat and a baseball cap. How much resistance.

At first, Amis was worried that he would have a stressful reaction to the busy place. It seems that she was thinking too much. He must have been bored at home for a long time, and she forgot to take him out for a walk. .

He seemed to notice that she was looking at him, and those ice blue pupils looked towards her, as if asking her what was the matter.

"What would you like to eat later?" Amis asked.

Jason stood still and looked at the dessert stand across the street: "Cones."

Amis: "..."

When I asked him what to eat last time, she said she wanted spicy hot dogs, and this time I wanted ice cream... This kid really didn't do it on purpose, right?

"Recent days..." It's actually not that cold, "It's not too warm, don't you want some hot drinks?"

Of course Jason did it on purpose.

The helpless expression on that gentle face, which seemed to be twitching at the corners of her mouth, was probably the most fluctuating emotion he had seen on her.She seemed to be trying her best to think about how to make him change his mind, but at the same time, she didn't want to let him down.

But Jason also knew that repeated unreasonable demands were not a good idea.

"I want a cup of hot cocoa." Jason lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, not realizing that it was him who was determined to eat the cone in his tone just now.

"Oh, okay, then wait for me..."

Amis, who ran out, stopped when she passed an alley.

She had actually walked a while, but when she noticed the figure standing in the dark alley, Amis backed away again.

She saw that hiding in the shadow of the alley was a person wearing a rare light armor. The rare refers to the armor that the lady wore that was closer to a cold weapon. With a short knife, this dress looks very much like an assassin?

Amis felt that she was waiting for her, so she backed away, and what the stranger said was exactly what she thought.

"Miss Soos, my master wants to see you." The assassin-like woman said.

"I don't think I know your master." Amis didn't directly refuse.To be able to call her by her name directly must have a certain understanding of her identity.

"You will know when you come with me. Our master wants to talk to you about a cooperation, and you will not regret knowing that great person."

Then I should at least know who I'm meeting later, right?Amis frowned, "What if I say no?"

"You don't want to hear the child's screams just now," the assassin seemed to smile, "do you?"

Amis' eyes instantly turned cold.