How to be a hero with Crispy Skin Cure

At the school Fiona attends, the first period starts at 09:30.

Compared with other middle schools, this time is really too late.But here basically gathered the most difficult group of wealthy children in Gotham. In order to control the lateness rate, the school simply postponed the class time.

Anyway, those who really want to learn can get up early by themselves, and the classrooms open at seven o'clock.Those children who don't want to make progress, and their parents only hope that they will not cause trouble, let it be.

Looking at the whole of Gotham, only this school has a strong background and can deter those stubborn elements.

Because it was invested and built by Wayne, the biggest feature is the fully enclosed management.Students have to face recognition every day when they go to and from school, and no one from outside the school is allowed to enter, so the control is extremely strict.

It was built the year before Fiona started secondary school.

Grace got up at six o'clock, and she finished washing in the bathroom lightly as usual.Just as she was about to bend over to put on her shoes, Fiona poked her head out through the curtains.

She was startled: "Sorry, did I wake you up because of my loud voice?"

"It's none of your business, I woke up by myself. Can you wait for me for a few minutes, I want to go to the restaurant with you."

Fiona's face was pale and sweat was still beating on her brow.Fortunately, the two beds were not so close before, and Grace didn't notice these details.

to a restaurant?

Grace glanced at the watch on her wrist. It was not yet 06:30.

"I can wait for you, but why did you get up so early today, there is still a long time before class."

Fiona only got up early to attend self-study sessions with her when she first entered school.After passing a monthly exam, she never got up early again.

At the time, Grace thought it was because she failed the exam and she was in a bad mood, but in the first exam, her grades were obviously not bad, which was a lot better than her ranking when she entered school.

"I woke up from hunger." Fiona said perfunctorily against her will, "I didn't eat much for dinner last night."

"Oh, that's how it is. Then I'll read a book here first, and you go wash up."

Grace seemed to believe it, and Fiona let out a long breath.

The reason for her getting up early is very simple, the cafeteria at nine o'clock is the most crowded time.

There are no secrets in the wealthy circle, and there are rich families everywhere, and news related to Wayne can always be spread at the fastest speed.

When she didn't know, how many people mocked her behind her back?

She didn't want to recall the nightmare she had just experienced.

Fiona walked into the bathroom, her haggard face reflected in the wall mirror.

Messy hair, a face without a trace of blood, pale lips with some bruises.

If this ghostly look is photographed, tomorrow's glamorous comparison picture between her and her father will definitely make headlines for a week.

She changed the direction of the faucet, washed her face with cold water, and forced her brain to wake up quickly.

When combing her hair with a comb, she pushed it down vigorously to ensure that every strand of hair was combed to the end without tangles.The little pain from the scalp was ignored by her.

After tossing about other things, she changed into her school uniform, and put on a fisherman hat for herself, with the brim of the hat pulled down to the lowest point.

If it wasn't for fear that it might attract more attention, she really wanted to wear another mask for herself.

Before leaving, she picked up the mobile phone that was charging on the table, and two text message pop-up windows were displayed on the screen.

【尊敬的菲奥娜，您尾号为8888的储蓄账户9月14日2时37分转账汇款收入1,000,000美元，活期余额xxx美元。】

[Buy what you like, and tell me if you don’t like it. 】

What does this mean, Tim thought she felt sorry for the bracelet, so he wanted to make it up to her?

She didn't want to think about another possibility, and they all felt that the problem about her could be solved only by giving money.

Fiona bit her lip and replied, "Thank you brother."

So be it.Now that they have all shown their attitudes, do you want her to make a big fuss and destroy the peace of the family?

How to get back the things that have been sent out.

If this matter becomes a big deal, the Auran family will probably be the least happy.Except for her aunt, everyone wanted to confess Bruce as God.

Moreover, the mother had not yet registered her marriage with the father.As for how father would get mother's relic, I'm afraid Oran's family will rush to Wayne's house.

The jewelry cabinet at home is full, and maybe my father didn't even know what it was when he took it away.

Fiona smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's not that she didn't think about calling her father, but she was really worried, and the result was not acceptable to her.

Miss Wayne, who is envied by countless people, can only live a humble and ridiculous life with such an ostrich mentality.

Does she really have any meaning in this family?

-

There was no one in the cafeteria at seven o'clock, and only a few stalls were open.The Cantonese morning tea that Fiona eats most often is not yet open, and now there are only public meals.

She had no appetite, so she just ordered a fried egg casually.But remembering what she had said to Grace when she first woke up, she took some more sliced ​​bread and served it with Nutella.

The two girls found a nearby table and sat down, and Grace, who was carrying a tray full of food, was in stark contrast to Fiona.

"You just eat this?" Grace said to her while biting the burrito, "Don't tell me, you are doing body management, you are so thin that you are almost leaving your bones."

"No, these are enough for me."

"Eat more."

Grace handed a small cake to her plate involuntarily, "This one has high energy and is small in size, so it doesn't take up the stomach's capacity."

Grace, who likes to talk the most, can't stop easily as long as she starts the chatter box. Even eating can't affect her desire to express.

For the next 10 minutes, Fiona listened to all kinds of funny jokes from her, it was like watching a VIP stand-up show.

Although Fiona didn't express her emotions directly, Grace sensed her unhappiness and thoughtfully tried her best to make her happy.

She really envied girls like Grace.

They are sincere and friendly, warm and cheerful, with a natural affinity.When you need help, you can always think of them at the first time and trust them.

Maybe this kind of good child from other people's family is what a good daughter looks like in the father's mind.

"By the way, there is a shopping mall's fifth anniversary celebration this weekend, and there is a doll catching activity. Do you want to join in the fun together?"

Grace found the promotional image of the event from her mobile phone and zoomed it in for Fiona to see, "Look, you only need one dollar in the audience, and you can get unlimited recognition. I don't know which fool planned the idea. I underestimate the citizens of Gotham. .With me, a doll catcher, here, I must teach him a lesson."

Fiona took a closer look at the name of the mall: "This belongs to my family. If I remember correctly, the person in charge of the anniversary celebration should be my brother."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Grace scratched her head in embarrassment: "I'll tell you which shopping mall is holding an anniversary celebration. The event is so real. It turns out that it belongs to your family... Then you should support it."

"I still won't go, I will stay in school this weekend."

"Ah, why? You only go home once a week. If you don't come back this weekend, your family will miss you very much."

The ganache in Fiona's mouth turned bitter.

"I still have some information to check. You know, people get lazy when they go home."

In fact, she didn't work very hard in school. Anyway, even if she worked hard, it would be difficult to make up for the gap in IQ.

She came home with her report card, expecting even a word of praise, but no one asked how she did.

Do you think she will fail the exam, and you are afraid of hurting her self-esteem by asking, or do you think it doesn't matter how she does in the exam.

When Fiona's thoughts started to wander again, Grace believed her made-up excuses again.

"Oh, indeed. After returning home, my motivation to study plummeted."

The guilt in Fiona's heart increased again.

She obviously doesn't like lying, but she always has to use lies to wrap up the embarrassing truth.

She didn't like this feeling very much.

Grace did not give up the idea of ​​joining in the fun.

She continued to persuade: "Then we can go there for an afternoon, and we won't waste much time. You start from the school, the shopping mall is very close, it takes only 5 minutes by taxi, and there is no gate control when you leave the school on weekends. Studying should be a combination of work and rest. , Reading all the time will cause fatigue, and the efficiency will also decrease.”

"But, I..."

Father should not be willing to let her leave school.

"Please." Grace clasped her hands together and looked at Fiona expectantly, "Go, go, if you don't go, my daddy won't let me go alone. But he's busy with work, There’s nothing free on weekends.”

Fiona couldn't say no.Grace borrowed her school uniform to wear, and waited for her to come to have breakfast together. If it was her turn to help but refused to help, she would feel bad.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Great!" Grace immediately beamed, "Then see you at the event area on the first floor of the shopping mall at three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday."

Fiona nodded.

Grace asked: "Do you want to report to your family in advance? I'm really curious, how many bodyguards do people like you bring with you when you go out?"

Fiona was a little helpless: "It's not as exaggerated as you think. I go out without bodyguards. In Gotham, most of the people who know me are concentrated in this school."

Although Bruce didn't ask her to change her name, he deliberately controlled the dissemination of her video materials, and the outside world knew very little about Fiona.

She has not attended any public occasions, and her photos have hardly appeared on social media. Many citizens still only know about her.

There was disappointment in Grace's tone: "Oh, I thought I would have a chance to see that kind of bodyguard in black. Wearing sunglasses, with no expression on his face, the cool one."

Fiona smiled, but didn't answer.This kind of bodyguard can really play a protective role, instead of telling everyone that the person standing in the middle has an unusual identity, and can the snipers/shooters target him?

As for what Grace just said, should I tell my family in advance.Fiona thinks it's okay.

Just go to the mall to grab dolls.Arrive at three o'clock, she will be back before six o'clock, it shouldn't matter, right?

It doesn't make sense to say it. Should Tim rush over to take care of her? He's already busy enough.

It is the only thing she can do to make less trouble for the family.

-

Time pressed the accelerator, and soon the Saturday agreed with Grace arrived.

Fiona's bucket hat is almost growing on her head.With her sight blocked, she felt more secure among the crowd.

The shopping mall where the anniversary celebration was being held was very lively. Grace dragged her to line up in front of a long row of claw machines, and kept tiptoing to see how many people were still in front of her.

There were so many people that Fiona couldn't even hear what Grace was saying next to her.She could only hold each other's hands tightly to prevent them from being scattered by the crowd.

In the background music that almost burst the customer's eardrums, she didn't pay attention to the ringtone of the mobile phone coming from the small satchel.

In the Batcave, Bruce called Fiona for the eighth time, but no one answered.

The school access control system showed that she left school 10 minutes ago, and her mobile phone was located at a shopping mall where the anniversary celebration was being held.

"She's just going out to play, father don't need to be nervous." Damian flipped through the information idly, not understanding what Bruce was doing.

"I asked her to stay at school and she left without telling me."

"Then send someone to look for her, isn't it all right? Let Drake go, and arrange a few bodyguards to protect her. Father, I don't think you should waste too much attention on her, it's meaningless."

Bruce frowned: "Damian, she is your sister. I hope you can correct your attitude."

Damian curled his lips in disdain and gave up discussing this with Bruce.

question.Anyway, every time he talked about that person, he would be reprimanded by his father.

It's this worthless person who has the same blood of the Wayne family as him, and yet behaves so mediocrely.More importantly, she came to this house before him.

As a result, he had no reasonable reason to drive her out, which made Damian very unhappy.

Just when Bruce tried to make the ninth call, the person in charge of Arkham sent him a distress signal.

[The clown has escaped from prison. 】