[Zhongyingmei] If you don't dig a hole, you will die

Hetty felt that her back was soaked in cold sweat quietly.

She obviously only said a few words, or a few words that were completely insignificant, how could this person see everything?

Is this the ability cultivated under the training of Batman, or the ability honed during the period of training in Arkham?

If it was the latter, then she might not be able to hide anything soon. The Arkham Knight is not a kind person, and this is the Arkham Asylum.

It would be nothing new if she died here;

If it's the former, then does Jason in the world she was in... actually know everything, but has been lurking by her side trying to find out more?

No matter which answer it is, it is not good news for her.

The Arkham Knight looked at Hetty's pale face with great interest, and thought it was so amusing, he almost burst out laughing:

It turned out that this little girl was real.

Since he settled down in Arkham, the bottom of the shady bottom, the Joker has never come to trouble again, but the Scarecrow has come to him several times, and it seems that he wants to join him, and while Batman lost Neither Robin nor Bludhaven's Nightwing can take care of the two cities.Therefore, at this perfect time when the vigilantes are short-handed, Gotham City is included in the bag.

Before he agreed, the Scarecrow started talking on his own, saying that Black Mask's business is getting bigger and bigger, which is really a pity and a pity, saying that this guy has the ability to make his business bigger and bigger. Tan Du, but I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to keep this industry.

The two hit it off immediately, and Arkham Knight also made a full set of planning and preparations for this. He planned to use the identity of the red hood to kill Black Mask, and then take over all his industries. During activities, he still has to wear the identity of Arkham Knight.

In this way, even Batman will be disturbed by this intricate series of illusions for a long time, right?

When the Scarecrow left for the last visit, he intentionally or unintentionally brought him a message:

Black Mask sent a big gift, which was very expensive, and it was not easy to refuse it.If they still plan to act according to the original plan and get rid of the black mask first, then they must not accept this gift, and it is best to return it to him as it is.

If he hadn't had that dream last night, he might have thought that the girl who suddenly appeared in his room was a gift from the black mask.

When he was Robin under Batman before, he had the same aesthetics as most normal men. He thought it was best to have a chest and a waist, and it was completely acceptable to be a little older.

After all, he was still a green-haired man with no hair at all; and when he was finally forced to become an Arkham Knight after endless torture, where would he have time to care about his own aesthetics? So I have continued the aesthetics of my youth until now, thinking that it might indeed be my own aesthetics.

It wasn't until the image of Hetty Brown appeared in Arkham Knight's dream before her, that he suddenly realized that his aesthetic was not what it was before, this kind of seemingly docile and harmless .

But the beautiful and dull girl from a good family who unexpectedly has her own ideas unexpectedly suits his taste.

And ever since he completely abandoned his past and became an Arkham Knight, the word "sweet dream" quietly receded from his night without knowing when.

In his sleep he would either have nightmares of blood and clowns screaming all around him, or he would fall into a deep sleep as if he had died, he hadn't had such a peaceful dream in a long time .

At first he couldn't figure out how he could dream of a little girl he didn't even know.

But after looking at it, he figured it out. Dreaming about someone he doesn't know at all is better than being haunted by nightmares, right?

In fact, in this dream, he couldn't see anything that he could remember.After all, the life of ordinary people is so boring.

In this way, in the dream, as a bystander, he watched her grow up, go to school, become an adult, leave the family and start living alone...

All of this is a step-by-step normal process, which should make people feel extremely boring, but he just watched it intently.

But if he was really asked to retell the dream again, he couldn't say anything. He just remembered that in this dream, the sky was extremely high and blue, and the white clouds that swept across the sky were like strands of gauze. The large expanse of green grass is so dense that you can’t see the end at a glance. You can only see endless green waves rippling into a green ocean under the blowing of the spring breeze.

This is the sky is high and the earth is far away.

The distance between him and the little girl who lived such an ordinary life was just as high as heaven and earth.

In that case, what is the use of having such a dream again?Even though he did receive a certain degree of spiritual comfort in this ordinary dream, but the matter has come to this point, is there anyone really willing to help him in reality?

Obviously impossible.A normal person would not do this. How is this different from courting death?

However, fate seems to really want to play a good-natured joke with the Arkham Knight who has already suffered a lot, and really wants to give him all the prayers of the second-generation Robin in the most desperate, painful, and helpless time The same is true.

Just as he was about to recharge his energy and go to kill the black mask, there was a sound of breathing that was obviously from an outsider, and suddenly, in the room on the bottom floor of Arkham, where he was so guarded that not even a fly could fly in, quietly It rang.

It was still the kind of person who suddenly appeared in his room without any warning or movement.

appear out of nowhere...

No matter who this person is, at least from the point of view that she can "appear out of thin air", this is no longer within the reach of human beings, just like...

It was as if she was transported here directly by some unpredictable force beyond technology.

And after asking her to turn on the light and seeing the same face that had appeared in his dream before, Arkham Knight made a decision in the blink of an eye:

He wants to keep her here.

If he missed this opportunity bestowed by fate, he might never be able to touch the light so closely in the future.

It's just that Hetty herself doesn't know anything about these things that happened to Arkham Knight and related to her.

She thought for a while, and finally decided to tell him the truth: "I am not from this world, let alone how I got here."

The Arkham Knight played with her strand of black hair, and seemed to have no intention of answering the question, so Hetty could only continue talking to herself: "I come from another Gotham."

"Look, I don't have any malicious intentions, and I can't interfere with you. If this is the case, can you let me go first? I have to find a way to let myself go back quickly."

Arkham Knight's hand suddenly tightened——

There is absolutely no way she came from Gotham.That dream was too simple, but also 12 points of beauty.

And these virtues have long been extinct in Gotham 800 million years ago, like mammoths and dinosaurs.How could she be from Gotham?

But she didn't speak like she was lying.

However, even so, the strength with which he pulled Heidi's hair was just right, which happened to prevent Heti from feeling too much pain, and at the same time he could pull her a little closer, a little closer.

It's best to be so close that all the light from the outside world on her body will surrender to his palm, so that her wings will be broken, and she can only stay here from now on, becoming the only bright spot in his gloomy sky, so that she will never be able to There is no way to go, and she can't go anywhere, let alone go back to her original world, whether it is Gotham or some other place.

The sense of crisis that Heidi had managed to calm down before suddenly swept through her whole body in an instant.

But this time, before she had time to say anything, someone knocked on the door of Arkham Knight's room, and she knew it was the voice of an old acquaintance: "Red Hood, I'll give you another five minutes." Time to pack up, we have to go. "

Only then did the Arkham Knight let go of Hetty's shackles.Hetty quickly snatched her own hair back, and found that her thin and soft black hair had been curled and deformed by the long-term grip.

When she looked up again, the Arkham Knight had already picked up his full set of equipment from the shelf beside him, and the helmet used to conceal his identity had already been buckled on his head. The green eyes of real emotion were watching her through the gap of the unclosed goggles of the helmet, before speaking after a long while: "You stay here, don't go out."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about Hetty's reaction anymore, and walked straight to the door, and just twisted the handle, the tight door just showed signs of opening——

A green vine seized this opportunity, jammed the door frame with incomparable precision, and opened the door by the way. This set of movements was done in one go, so skillful that one would wonder if the guy outside the door was just prying. This is the way to enter the house.

Hetty would have thought so if she hadn't seen the vine.

Sure enough, standing outside the door was a red-haired, beautiful Poison Ivy Girl.Her nails and lips were tinted green, and she smiled maliciously at Arkham Knight: "Knight, let me see what you're hiding, you've been wrong since yesterday."

Seeing that Arkham Knight had no intention of getting out of the way, and even drew a gun from her waist, Poison Ivy quickly added: "Let me see, I am your accomplice, so don't guard you with me." My little secret? You are so stubborn!"

In the end, Arkham Knight still failed to win over Poison Ivy, and let the curious female criminal in, and said concisely: "See? Let's go. If you say a word more, I set fire to your botanical garden."

Poison Ivy covered her mouth with her hands with emerald green nails, and laughed half-truthfully, "It's really scary... Okay, okay, I promise I won't talk nonsense."

"But you are really merciless." She looked at the carpet under Hetty's feet, and laughed again: "How can you put this lovely girl in the room where you just killed someone?"

Hetty subconsciously followed Poison Ivy's eyes and looked down at her feet——

The soft, plush carpet was soaked in blood, and with every footstep, half-coagulated dark blood was squeezed out from the gaps in the fabric.

It wasn't until this moment that Hetty finally had an unprecedented and incomparably real feeling.

Arkham Knight is not her Jason, and Poison Ivy is not her Pamela.

She must go back as soon as possible.