The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

Family members, when it comes to going out to work for the first time, I am still a little excited. As a person who was very housebound during his lifetime and then changed after death, I didn’t even finish visiting the scenic spots in the underworld when I was in my hometown, let alone fieldwork. Besides, there are special teams for field work in my hometown.

We are so small and transparent, just paddle in the office and touch the fish.

Unexpectedly, my first field trip was dedicated to the Western Hell.

I don't know how Western Hell goes out to work, whether it is a carriage, a locomotive, or a fire-breathing car!

so tangled!The beauties don't know how to choose!No no!

Happy hometown, believe me, I still love you guys!

"An, what's wrong with her? Is she praying?" Corey looked at An Yang who was standing in front of the desk holding his face and covering his heart for a while. For cultural differences, "Could it be that Gotham's reputation has spread overseas?"

"Is she too scared?" The policewoman Julie who was also a GCPD next to Corey couldn't understand, but she attributed it to the little girl's fear. An Yang's face looked very young, as if she was still young. A live niece who just started high school.

"Maybe John shouldn't have sent her out so early."

"Wait, John. Where's the car?" I looked outside the gate of the empty office. The luxurious police car, cool locomotive and even the skeleton carriage in the game that I had imagined in my mind just now were all gone.

"What car?" John was confused.

Do you have to take the No. 11 bus for the first field trip?No!I don't accept my fate!A Zhai's legs can only exert their remaining warmth when lying down!

"It's a car!" I stretched out my hand and gestured to John for that kind of iron creature with four wheels. It doesn't matter if you don't have a bicycle, and it's popular to share bicycles in the hometown now!

"Oh! You said the car...haha." John suddenly realized, and then showed the misty eyes when he saw me for the first time.

I call it the poor invisible look, or the look of his toes building a new office and a new car.

Stopping, I made a big fork gesture with both hands.

I understand, I understand, don't say any more.

Poor is just one word, and I understand that John doesn't want to say it a second time.

"Ann, that's why there is only John in the field." The beautiful young lady Mary came forward with two cloaks in her hands and handed them to us, "We are just low-ranking gods of death, let alone Gotham. Not many people are willing to stay and work here after death. In fact, our department was quite rich many years ago, but there were too few staff.” Mary showed a melancholy look, “But since Minister Thomas and Mrs. Deputy Minister went to other places 30 years ago Several new ministers in Gotham were scared away after the state's job swap."

"If we can't pull over to sponsor us, we can only get poorer and poorer."

Good guy, listen to what you say, family members, even hell is starting to solicit sponsors these days!

By the way, what is the relationship between this minister named Thomas and the Thomas Wayne who donated the building?I vaguely remembered that the current richest man in Gotham is called Wayne, and I couldn't help asking the two of them this question.

"What do you think is related to this person?" Mary looked at me suspiciously, then at John who was picking up the equipment, "John didn't tell you, they are the same person!"

Me: "Then what is the relationship between the current Wayne and the former minister? Brother?"

Mary: "You mean Bruce Wayne? He's Minister Thomas' son."

I:? ? ?

I:! ! !

family!Isn't this sponsorship coming! !

I'm such a little genius!

Is it wrong for the son to support his father's underground career?

Of course not!

I looked sadly at Mary and John at the ghosts in this room who could only eat instant noodles.Although, ghosts don't need to eat, but what's wrong with cooking ghosts wanting to eat!

Wait!My Gotham office family, oh no, house ghosts!

Tonight, I will stick to Wayne's rich man to sleep, and then let him donate 800 million to us, and then all the ghosts of Gotham will go to the peak of ghost life together!

In the distance, Wayne, who is about to board the Batmobile and go to Gotham Pier: Ahhh! !

Robin in the car: B, are you okay?

The butler standing by the car: Master, are you okay?

Rich Wayne:  …

"Ann, what's wrong with her, won't she be stimulated by anything?" Mary looked at Anyang, who had a flame burning behind her and was still clenched in the air with one hand clenched in the air. She looked worriedly at her husband John.

"She looks so young. If she is still alive, she is like our son. Young and shining has infinite possibilities." She hugged and bid farewell to John, "Protecting Ann is like protecting our son."

"I assure you, Mary."

"So, is this cloak to hide us from detection?"

We ended up not having to walk to Gotham Pier, we floated.

I have been sitting in the office for a long time and I forgot that I had lit up the skill Gone with the Wind.

John floated in front of me and led the way. Hearing my question, he said, "The cloak is used to distinguish the god of death from the soul of the living. If a person dies without the god of death taking him away or wandering outside for a long time, his soul will be hurt. , and more importantly, the cloak can reduce the damage to us from the outside world, for example, when we work in the daytime, the cloak will block the sun for us.”

"I thought the cloak would make us invisible."

Back then, when I was still in the second year of middle school, I used to imagine that there would be a Doraemon who could give me an invisibility cloak, so that I could make a free big purchase in the supermarket, or sneak into the teacher's office the night before the exam Know in advance.

How should I put it, my family, a man is still a teenager until he dies, and I can be forgiven for being a young girl with a secondary illness and not graduating!

John: "But most people can't see the god of death?"

Me: Haha, thank you for uncovering the last layer of shame of the beautiful girl, Uncle John!

The efficiency of Grim Reaper's floating is quite high, and I arrived in Gotham City in a short while. Through John and the city's radio explanation, I probably understood the process of this incident.

The clown has been imprisoned in the Arkham Asylum for a while, because he seemed to be peaceful for a while so that everyone in the Arkham Asylum relaxed a little bit, but this guy turned around and blew up the madhouse, together with Harley Quinn Hijacked a bus and its hostages, and is now clamoring to see Batman at Gotham Docks.

"See it?" John pointed to the screen on the tall building that was broadcasting the scene, "The green hair is the clown, and the woman in the red clown suit with blue and red hair is Harley Quinn, and those guys whose faces are painted white They're the Clown Gang."

John rubbed my hair, and looked at me seriously with blue eyes under the black hood, "These cities are far more than just these lunatics. I will show you all of them."

He reached out to hold my hand, just like a father holding a child's hand, dead people have no temperature, death is even more so.But at this moment, I felt a steady stream of heat coming from the hands they held together. I raised my head and tried to restrain the tears that were about to fall in my eyes, and summoned up the courage to hold Old John's hand back.

It's really an old ghost, what kind of parents are you thinking about, shame on you!

"Oh, by the way, Ann, how old are you this year?" Under my puzzled eyes, John asked, "I heard that ghosts over there can dream, I have a son who is 23 this year, he is tall, tall and has a good figure I'm not bragging, his gymnastics can reach the national standard, you know that figure!" John raised his eyebrows at me.

"He's not in Gotham for the past few days, when he comes back, you can dream about him and see how he is!"

I:? ? ?

I:.....

How about my emotion, please don't leave me alone, I can't bear it, okay!

What are you doing?What if I have a crush on your son?

Are the European and American version people haunted?help!

I changed my name to Anlina, will your son be named Justin?

John, let's play a tender game!

begging!

I pursed my lips and smiled, feeling that my toes were a little tired.

"Sorry, I prefer to take care of others, so I'd better find someone younger than me."

Don't look at John, beautiful girls like puppies.

"And... um... don't you think I should find someone with the same job as me?"

To be more tactful, we are not interested in playing with ghosts and ghosts.

Future me: Well, it smells so good!

Put the warm drama behind you first.

The more I headed towards Gotham Pier, the more clearly I could feel the cold call of death and the sound of souls crying and roaring in the wind.

Sure enough, when we arrived, we found the bus abandoned in a corner of the Gotham pier. Through the broken windshield of the bus and the dim lights beside the pier, we could vaguely see the shadows of people lying down inside the bus. red.

Even if I grow up in a greenhouse again I know what this is!

God, I can't help but tremble.

John pulled me behind him, and carefully said, "Ann, go and wait for me."

"It doesn't matter, I have to see it sooner or later." I forced the corners of my mouth up, trying to liven up the atmosphere, "What's more, dead people have no reason to be afraid of dead people."

Seeing that I had made up my mind, John pulled out the scythe equipped by Death God and flew forward without saying a word.

John and I cannot be seen by ordinary people with the naked eye, but now I am seen by a little girl.

What does this mean?

I think everyone understands.

"I'm in so much pain..." The girl's blond hair was stained red with blood and stuck tightly to her face, and the blood hole pierced by bullets in her weakly undulating chest was bubbling with blood.

"I'm in so much pain...help me." Her blue eyes were already dim but she was still staring at me tightly, "help me...."

she's too young....

I didn't have time to think about holding her powerless hand. Since ancient times, the two levels of yin and yang complement each other. Ghost cultivators mostly live by devouring yang energy, but no one knows that when the most yin cultivation in the ghost cultivator's body is compressed to the limit, it can Transform into a drop of pure yang liquid, so that the dying person can get a glimmer of life.

Seeing Yang Qi being transferred into the girl's body, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.My cultivation level is not high, but if I can delay a period of life for a girl, I can do it.

I hope Lord Tianlei will open his eyes, this child deserves to die, I have not changed my life against the sky, please don't hit me! !

We are just a small transparent social animal, please.

Me: cute (wink my big eyes

Tianlei: ...

"Put that child down!" The boy's unique voice changed in my ears, and the yellow cloak passed before my eyes.

I suddenly turned my head and widened my eyes, and happened to come face to face with the legendary Robin.

Seeing me look at him, Robin raised his eyebrows at me expressionlessly.

and many more! !

Say yes, ordinary people can't see the god of death?

What's going on with this Robin! !

Something is wrong with him!

Before we could talk, the black cloak enveloped me like a thick fog.With a flash in front of my eyes, I have already returned to the office.

"Robin." Batman landed quietly, frowned at Robin who was a little dazed, "The clown hasn't been arrested yet." He reminded awkwardly.

"I don't think it's difficult to be careful, sir." Ah Fu, who was beside the headset, reminded.

If it was in the past, Robin would have turned his head and rolled his eyes at him and muttered, I know.But now, Robin seemed to have not heard him, and was still staring at one place in a daze.

"Jason??" Batman finally couldn't help but stepped forward, raised his cloak and pulled Robin into his arms.

"I'm fine, B." Jason said. "The only surviving girl on the bus is waiting for her to wake up. I have something to ask her."

Thinking of the Asian girl who suddenly disappeared in front of him, he had to figure out whether he saw a person or a ghost?

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Update it, update it.Daughter and Jay meet!Let the two meet in their dreams in the next chapter!

I actually saw a familiar ID in the comment area!So touched!

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