The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

"How do you know I'm Robin?" Jason fell on the bed, buried his face in the pillow that transformed Batman with my mana.

"Ah? I knew it when I was possessed for the first time." An Shehu, who was frantically chasing the manuscript at this time, responded casually.

Jason:!Pupil earthquake

"Wait." Possession is equal to seeing memory, equal to knowing that Bruce is Batman, equal to knowing that he is Robin, equal to An Yang knowing about him but never telling him... Throwing away the doll, Jason Standing up abruptly from the bed, he slowly moved to the desk with his stiff legs.

"You know it all...!"

"Know what? About you being Robin?"

It's been a week since Batman captured the Joker. Doctor Reed and Batman had a mixed doubles match against him, but the Joker refused to speak. Dorothy volunteered to read the Joker's memory like Harley did. Unexpectedly, within a minute, Dorothy vomited blood and almost passed out, which shocked everyone present.

Dr. Ruo Reid was still worried that his wife was still in the hands of the clown, so according to him, he wished to send the clown away on the spot.

John: Ten moves to refuse, the Gotham Hell Office can't stand him.

In the end, there was really no other way, the clown insisted on not opening his mouth, and it was only after I possessed a burly man under the clown that I found out that the rest of the gorefiends were held in the Arkham Asylum.

I was shocked when I knew the truth: ... the most dangerous and the safest?

But in fact, after I delivered the results to everyone through Dr. Reed, the calmest person in the crowd was Batman. Iron Man didn't know why he was a little bit amused. I quietly told Batman that he seemed to be very calm. Jason.

Jason, who is awkward with Batman but always caring about each other, took a peek at the calm bat in Anyang's mouth: Do you think he is calm?His whole face was almost as black as his hood!If it wasn't for the fact that the clown couldn't beat it anymore, he could copy the clown and beat it again!

As for Iron Man, there is indeed a hint of schadenfreude: I really didn't expect that the old bat would have his house stolen one day.

Then one day, Iron Man from S.H.I.E.L.D. was also pulled out by Hydra: ...don't cue.

"I didn't expect that there was such a place hidden in the Arkham Asylum." I said with emotion. In fact, all the Arkham guards in this place know that the only ones who are kept in the dark are the vigilantes who protect these guards.

"Yeah, it's a good thing I discovered it early." Speaking of which, Jason was also a little depressed. How many times he walked through this basement with Batman but never found out.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. This time it was Elizabeth who was locked in, so next time, Jason couldn't help but clenched his fists. Who would be locked in next time...

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Jason, who was talking to me, suddenly stopped talking, I put down my pen and looked at him with some doubts. I lightly rubbed the wound on his face, thinking that he was still aching from the wound, although the dream I created Although the world can make everything look perfect, just like someone who wakes up in pain when sleeping, I can't block the pain outside the body to a large extent.

"The face doesn't hurt, is the neck still hurting?" My eyes shifted to Jason's still bruised neck. The Joker had choked him briefly when he threatened Batman to take him hostage. It caused suffocation, and within a second of mana condensing on my nails, the bruises on his neck were covered by me.

"Maybe you won't feel pain if you can't see it."

For the time being, cover these scars, out of sight and out of mind. This is the most I can do for him and the best way I personally think. When I am alive, the most painful wound I can feel on my body is probably from the operation. The pain in the hospital bed after the stage came off, but I vaguely felt that Jason was different from me in this aspect. The pain he caused may be more spiritual, and this pain is more like the emotion that occurs after I die.

Jason grabbed my hand resting on his neck and pulled it hard. Under his force, we fell on the bed together. He was holding the Batman doll and faced me with a blank expression.

"Ann, have you ever thought that sometimes, you think that the wound will be healed after you wrap it with gauze. But in fact, it has rotted behind the gauze that you can't see, and then you open the gauze to continue to apply medicine, but the wound surface No matter how good it is, there is indeed a rot inside that cannot be cured at all.”

Just like the secret room in Arkham Asylum, the moment he opened the door of the secret room was like unraveling the gauze, and the stench and bright red behind the gauze made him realize that everything before was as if his effort was in vain .

Jason can't help but wonder if everything I do is useful, is it right?It is true that Robin, who became Batman, was not wrong to fight criminals.

But—is this approach, their method, useful for Gotham?

Dorothy Kant's roar rang in his ears, and the sense of weightlessness of falling from a high altitude instantly switched to the clown grinning grinningly in front of him, telling Anyang that the physical pain would disappear one day, but what about the spirit?

Anyang saved him once, can he save him the second and third time?

His eyes turned to the female death lying on the other side, her black seaweed-like long hair was spread out on the white sheet, as if she noticed his gaze, she stopped playing with the doll and looked at him .

What's the matter, I'm listening.Her unique obsidian eyes, like shimmering reflections of his silhouette, seemed to be asking and answering him.

Jason has seen a lot of Asians, in the crime alley where he lived, in the dinner parties he and Bruce attended, in the classrooms where he taught, they were either in a hurry, busy with their lives, or people who showed kindness to him.

But there seems to be no one like her, no one like Anyang.

What does it look like?Jason didn't know how to describe the feeling, he only knew that maybe this female death was not what she appeared on the surface, but every conversation, every game, every touch and even she saved him, but told He is all true.

All this tells him that she is real and that she is different.

"What were you thinking when you died? How did it feel?" Jason couldn't help asking.

"At first I wondered why it was me, but now I don't feel anything." I didn't expect him to ask such a question. For me, death is far away but very close. I have also thought about resurrection and real life. Alive, but just like what I said to him, what you can’t see won’t hurt, as long as you ignore it, you won’t think about it.

"Until now, I still feel that I am just living in another way-I am still alive, I am a living person."

"Wait, didn't you ask me first? Why do you look at me like that?" Jason's face was full of disbelief at what I just said. I widened my eyes to express my displeasure and reached out to pinch his nose. Everything you said is correct, have you seen that god of death who has to work overtime every day?"

"I have to write a lot of documents every day! Especially these days, I have to work overtime!"

"Stop pinching...the nose hurts." Jason struggled to argue, "I don't believe it, let go!"

I let go of my hand and snorted coldly, watching him rubbing his red nose and not intending to let him go.

"The bottom line is because of you."

"What does it have to do with me?" Jason was in pain, rubbing his red nose, thinking to himself that I was too harsh.

Leaning towards him suddenly, I narrowed my eyes threateningly and said.

"If it weren't for the rush to comfort you, a coquettish cat. Can I write all the papers for this week for John?"

"Huh?" Jason was shocked and retorted loudly, "Seriously? Dude? Am I acting like a baby?"

"Go and inquire on Gotham Road, who would say that Robin is a hunk!"

"Really, I don't believe it." The beauty put her on her hips, and I, An Luyu, don't believe what you said, "Who hugged me and told me that I don't want to talk to Batman anymore, but turned around and followed behind him Inseparable. After being banned by Batman from night patrol, who pulled me and told me that I am not rare. As a result, I was released last night for night patrol. When I found it, he told me that after I woke up Learn not to play games!"

I want my family to know your true colors!

"Didn't I apologize to you for stealing cookies all night?" Jason was still lacking in confidence before he said it, but he became more confident after what he said. He went to the kitchen, but the next day Afu found out that he told Bruce directly that he was forced to be banned from the kitchen.

"Hmph, that doesn't count. Can the soul of a beautiful girl be healed by two quick meals?" I snorted, secretly poking to express that the needs of beautiful girls are different.

Me: Uh, I want pectoral muscle stickers, I want to feel, I want a male mother,

Jason: ...Heh, callously remind Anyang that it will be dawn in 15 minutes, and your files are still basically untouched!

Me: Oh leak!

Hug Robin's thigh and beg him to help me write together

In the end, the two of us who were at the limit of life and death finally completed all the documents, and the world of dreams collapsed with the sound of a bell before we could say goodbye.

After a busy night, Master An drove the out-of-print Lamborghini sponsored by Tony Stark and pushed open the door of the office.

"I'm exhausted." Putting a large stack of documents on John's desk, I stretched and asked Mary who was next to John's desk, "Did he not come back?"

After Mary said good morning, she replied, "No, he went out with Corey. There was a serial murder in the apartment over there in Burnley, and they should go pick him up."

"By the way, Ann." Mary hugged my arm and said excitedly, "My son seems to be back. When do you plan to meet?"

I:.....

Help, I really don't want to mess with people and ghosts!

"Mary." The door was pushed open by John, with a haggard face on his face, but he still tried to raise the corners of his mouth to make room for the souls behind him.

"Look who's coming!"

"Looks like Gotham's most prestigious circus is reuniting again."

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The author has something to say:

Stickers in transition.

If the Arkham Vault hadn't been discovered...

AK barrels are waiting for you in the tank!

I want to live an AK barrel and Sister Yoko's episode (touch the chin)

There should be different sparks colliding.