[Zhongyingmei] Gu Dazi's Husband Search

Owens is an ordinary Gotham citizen, an ordinary Gotham policeman.Of course, we have to admit that it is not common to be a policeman in Gotham.

Today is another normal evening, Owens thought, pushing open the restaurant door and going to his seat as usual.Maybe it can make it less ordinary-just reflect in the addition of meals!

"Hey! Good evening. Same as usual? Salad and waffles?" the blond waitress asked.

"No, the salad is still the same, but I want two tacos with meat. Don't tell my wife, please, Brown. Here's today's tip," Owens pleaded, then handed over. Got some tips.

"Okay!" the waitress--Brown shook her head, and took the tips from others: "Oh, thank you, dear, welcome to come again next time. Only this time, Owen. The coffee is on your left, refill as you like. Call me if you don’t have one.” He shouted the name of the dish and walked towards the kitchen.

"Huh! As long as there is a tip. Countless next time." Owens muttered, touched the wrapped bear doll, picked up his mobile phone and skillfully sent his wife "I will go back in a while" and wrote that I would give A surprise text message for you.

"Hey, hello. Uh... Officer Owens."

A man in a green striped shirt tapped Owens on the shoulder.

"Oh!" Owens sighed and picked up the police cap and put it on his head, "How can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry to interrupt your meal, but there's a guy smoking in the corner, he doesn't look very old or—er, Asian, he's drinking heavily." The man said, pointing to the corner.Asians have small skeletons, so he is not sure about the age of the other person, but the restaurant should be non-smoking anyway.

"Okay." Owens sighed. He actually didn't want to care about these things, but he really had no choice but to say, "Wait here, I'll talk to him."

Owens walked quickly to the corner, and to be honest, whoever didn't like it had to take care of it after get off work.

The boy in the corner was wearing a red hoodie, his face was covered by a hood, and only a little short black hair was exposed. Owens didn't know how the guy just saw that he was Asian.

"Hey, hello sir, smoking is not allowed here." Owens glanced at the table, and the empty wine bottles he drank were lying on the table in a mess.

"Okay, sir, I'll listen to you." The clear voice came from the boy's mouth, "But I also want to show you something."

Owens was about to ask what it was, but the boy suddenly turned his head, and a can of gas fell on his face, causing him to back up and sit on the ground.

When he raised his head, his eyes were blood red.The people in the restaurant have all scuffled together.Looking at everyone, their expressions were distorted, and their faces were as terrifying as if they had been sliced ​​by a knife.

In the distance, a few monsters seem to have noticed him, flying towards him like flying.Owens drew his gun in a panic, but was held by a pair of hands, who stood behind him and hugged him.

Owens shuddered and tried to turn around, but could only catch a glimpse of the other's blue eyes smiling, a smile that made his legs go weak.

"Peng!" The monster in front of him fell down, and the boy's voice was crisp and cheerful: "It's very simple. Police officer."

"Then, you just need to do this."

The pitch-black muzzle slowly turned to the temple.

"You will rest in peace."

Accompanied by a gunshot.

Before falling into darkness, Owens could only hear the boy's regretful tone: "Oh, how long did I think you would last? Well! What a pity."

Then, only the little bear, which was gradually covered with blood, was still in the corner, smiling and waiting for his master.

Of course, the boy was not lying. It was a pity for him to see the fallen police officer and the crowd who were still insane. After all, there were not many he could play with.

The boy turned the gun and knocked down the person who was rushing towards him, and wandered around the restaurant with a gloomy face.

Suddenly, he walked towards the corner as if he had discovered some surprise.

"Hello! Please teach me a lot tonight!"

"What is this? A declaration of war?"

Although Dick was a little embarrassed by the thoughtless words just now, he still complained as usual.

"This possibility cannot be denied." Batman said seriously, directing Red Robin to zoom in on the video of the oracle and play the control video frame by frame.

"Stop! Look here, from the beginning, there was another person when he was sitting here very early-yes, this man in red, who disappeared after giving him something. Tim zoomed in and compared it. Hit it on someone's face."

"Obviously, it's something," Jason said.

"Yes, Big Red is right." Tim zoomed in on the video and pointed to a corner of the screen: "Although the thing is small, it can be clearly seen that it is a tank of transparent gas or liquid."

"But what's the use of this thing?" Dick asked puzzled.

"Are you blind? Dickie, they're obviously crazy." Jason mocked.After speaking, he was obviously taken aback.

How could a group of people be able to beat each other suddenly while staying in the restaurant and kill one? No need to think about it, there is probably only one answer.

"Where is the Scarecrow?"

Jason reacted quickly and the others were not stupid. Tim called up the Scarecrow's latest file almost instantly.

"He disappeared??" Tim looked at the file in front of him, which showed that the scarecrow had been missing for two years.

"No, to be precise, he came back once. Then he disappeared again. No one saw him in Gotham for about 3-4 months." Batman said.

"Don't you think it's all a coincidence?" Dick said.

"Of course, it's a coincidence. Or it's an artificial arrangement." Tim kept typing on the computer.

After a while, a flow chart appeared on the screen.

"Information from Big Red that Deathstroke started buying manpower and military power in Venezuela 4 months ago - this is external information, and then, in Gotham we found the body of the clown not long ago, we can speculate. Deathstroke The one who hired and killed the clown is the same person. Today, there are two bombings in the restaurant in Gotham, but in Chinatown, my main purpose is to kidnap Fujimaru to deceive or paralyze us The case in sight, and the case that happened later is the real one."

"A test—to test a new fear gas."

"He killed so many people just for one test." Dick looked resentful, thinking of the poor people who died in the video.

"It's definitely not that simple. The guy from Deathstroke bought a lot of heavy weapon parts, and Klein is just the beginning." Jason said with disdain, and he narrowed his eyes as he said, "My intuition—this matter must be You can't get away from this guy."

Laughing bright boy pointing at the screen.

"Look up his information." Batman said.

Although Batman doesn't fully believe that Jason came from intuition, but there is no other way in front of him. It's better to try to ensure that there are other discoveries.

"Okay! Trying."

Compared to Batman's speculation, Tim agrees with Jason's statement. The two have cooperated for a long time, and Jason's speculation on the development of things is very accurate in many cases.

But this investigation, on the contrary, something happened, no matter how I checked, there was no such person.

Could it be another person without a registered permanent residence like Jason?Tim wondered, black households are not uncommon in Gotham, so Tim wasn't too shocked, but if this happens, he can only mobilize Gotham's cameras to search and search.

Fortunately, this person didn't seem to deliberately cover up his whereabouts.Come out from the restaurant and walk leisurely all the way to the Redemption Bridge.

The Redemption Bridge is directly connected to Founder Island. This person must have a great connection with the person who kidnapped Fujimaru.But the problem appeared on the Redemption Bridge, the figure of the other party disappeared at all.Surveillance around the bridge was cut off again.

Just as Tim was going to go deep into the system to find some clues, the computer got stuck,

"Ok?"

Tim was confused. He tapped the keyboard continuously, but there was no response at all.

"What's wrong?" asked Batman, who was using the bat computer to analyze the new scarecrow virus.

"Something's wrong. I'm just checking to see if there's any residual camera memory, but the computer freezes. It shouldn't be logical. I'll ask Barbara to show me."

Both the bat computer and the red robin computer are different from ordinary computers, not to mention that they are all computer experts, so how could there be a jamming situation?

"Hey Babs, is your computer okay? I'm weird here...Barbara?"

What's even more strange is that the other party didn't respond at all.

Now I realized that it wasn't a problem with the computer, but someone was controlling it.

"Dang Dang Dang!!!"

All of a sudden, whether it was the computer in the Batcave, Barbara Gordon in the clock tower, or even the communication system of the entire Gotham, they all started to become a unified program at the same time, attracting everyone's attention.

"Ahhh - test test, is the mic sensitivity okay? Very good? So whatever everyone in Gotham is doing, whether it's a walk or work, or even someone who just watched us put you on a comedy show, whatever. Everyone Good evening."

"So let's get back together!! Get ready. Let's shout it out"

"This is the - BB - channel!!!"

Accompanied by a burst of loud music and cheering applause, a purple-haired girl in a sailor suit appeared in front of everyone.

"Red Robin!!!"

"I'm cracking!!!"

"Hey! Human beings, good evening! Ah! Sure enough, no matter how long it takes, you still look stupid, and you are still being trampled like ants on the soles of your shoes as always! It must be like this."

"Oh~, the human beings who are still stupid to death no matter how many thousand years are there are really amazing! Even the evil BBs can't help but feel sympathy for the idiots."

Gotham administration building

"You bastards, what's going on?"

"We're cracking, sir. But there's nothing we can do about the other's code."

On the screen, the woman named BB was still giving a speech, but she suddenly tilted her head, puzzled and said

"What? Humans have evolved to the point where they can't speak?"

"Are you an idiot, this is America, right? (Japanese)" A male voice that seemed to be joking came from the side, and then he also appeared on the screen—it was the character Red Robin was looking for.

No matter what others think, these two people are indeed smiling and teasing

"Hmph~ It doesn't matter. No matter what people say. Also, BB personally introduced me! Here—this live broadcast is broadcast by the ruler of the moon, which is me, the illegal AI·BB. Then, please invite some ants Don't provoke BB here, okay? Your little tricks annoy BB very much."

"Okay, long story short. Let's give a warm welcome to today's special guest and amateur comedy maker - Mr. Scarecrow!!"

The author has something to say:

I figured it was time to update.

I can't finish this, and I opened two holes in the old Ford (isn't this sick)

Welcome old Ford to play with me.

There is an update for my old Ford new pit tonight