[Comprehensive British and American] After the citizens of Gotham have the system

Jason finished asking, but didn't hear Evelyn's answer.

Turning to look at her, she found that she was staring at herself seriously, and said seriously: "Your hand is hurt? What's going on? Let me see."

"...?" Jason was confused, and immediately realized what had happened—it might be that thing came back.

He also naturally played this nonchalant scene with Evelyn, raising his arm to her.

Sitting next to him, Evelyn dragged his left arm with two fingers, showing the aura of doing research in the laboratory, "Wow, Red Hood! Your recovery ability is really strong, this whole arm is as good as the new one. It's the same as it grew out."

And his arms are really thick-it's not in the same order as hers. It's full of sportsman's feeling, and the muscles are well-proportioned, which is completely the result of fitness and daily exercise.

"..." From your wording, I can see that your acting skills are very poor.Jason was a little speechless: "...um."

But Evelyn looked more and more wrong, "Red Hood."

"Ok?"

"Do all of you people who work out look like this?"

"What's the meaning."

"I mean." Evelyn lifted his left cuff and looked at his arm: "Your arm looks similar to my boyfriend's." This reminded her straight away of their night in the living room of the apartment Here, Jed holds her arm from behind as they watch a movie together on the couch.

"!" Jason was so frightened that his heart stopped, he pulled back his arm, and quickly rolled up his sleeve: "What do you mean?"

Evelyn was also taken aback by his reaction. She blushed when she realized what she said, and waved her hands frantically: "I don't mean anything, I'm not implying you! Trust me! I'm definitely not implying you!"

You won't be misunderstood by him that you want to cheat on him, right? ? ?

Jason was sweating from under his helmet, and he was so glad his face was covered now.Otherwise, judging from his current expression, tonight is the day of his death, Jason Todd.

He is also very worried. He can feel that Evelyn has no future vision of fighting criminals or maintaining world peace. It can be said that everything now is forced out by that system.

He had already thought about it before, and when Evelyn settled all the incidents, the Red Hood would return to the bridge with her. No connection.

Anyway, his life has nothing to do with Bruce and the others, as long as he makes the red hood disappear in front of her, he will be safe.

Who knew she noticed this!He thought about her words for half a second, and then went on seriously: "Well, don't do this again next time."

Evelyn nodded furiously, "Absolutely!" Seeing the solemn look of the red hood, she immediately felt guilty.

And she began to have a subtle sense of guilt for Jed, who was so nervous about her every day that he disturbed her work and was quite accommodating to her in life.

How can I hold another man's arm and say that this man looks like her boyfriend!That doesn't sound right!

Look at the upright look of Red Hood, he must have been frightened by him for resisting so much just now!Thinking of the fact that I had a good impression of the red hood before, I jumped up like I was running away, and said again: "I said something wrong, you are my friend, I am really sorry."

Seeing Evelyn jumping up suddenly, Jason was more frightened than she was, and his mind froze. He didn't dare to let her think about it, so he quickly lowered his voice and said to her, "Well, I accept your apology." .”

"Then I'll go first, contact the communicator." Before he could answer, Evelyn put on the bloody helmet, turned over by the window and left his safe house, and closed the window for him intimately.

Only Jason was left alone in the safe room, looking at the dim light, sitting on the sofa feeling how difficult life is.

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Evelyn changed back to her motorcycle clothes, and rode her motorcycle in the wind for more than an hour in Gotham at night, until McXLaw opened the door. She ordered a breakfast and waited for her home at [-]:[-] at a seat by the window. .

Gotham may be colder in the morning compared to New York due to the perennial rain. In the early morning light, I can still see the young people who stay up late and come here to buy breakfast and some impoverished beggars on the roadside.

After hesitating for a while, I ordered a few more breakfasts at the bar, and distributed them to the people lying on the side of the road when I went out.

She was also very sleepy after staying up all night, so she just walked back in the alley, and she had already thought of the reason - the teacher's child had a birthday, and the task was completed early, so they rushed back overnight.

Stepping on mid-heel Martin boots, pushing the motorcycle forward slowly, there are sewers or hot smoke from the exhaust of small restaurants in the alleys, and occasionally there are wild cats and dogs barking from the trash can.

Gotham is still the same after all these years.

"Ho, hee." Suddenly, some strange voice came out intermittently, the voice was hoarse, but the pitch was high, and it sounded like he was almost out of breath.

"Is there anyone there?" Evelyn raised her eyebrows slightly. You know, Gotham has a lot of psychosis.

The sound of dew dripping on the cement road occasionally sounded, setting off as if it was an auditory hallucination just now.

Just when she thought it was a tramp talking in her sleep, a short, red and green figure suddenly appeared in front of her, standing in front of her with her head bowed.

Red top, green shorts, and a chartreuse cloak—Robin?

But isn't the size right?The current Robin is much taller, right?

"Robin? Is that you?" Evelyn frowned. Whether it was Robin or not, he didn't look very well.

Wouldn't it be a little boy who adores Robin?

Early in the morning, is this child unattended?

But there are too many kids in Gotham that no one cares about...

But it's rare to make the atmosphere so weird without talking.

Evelyn felt more and more hairy from the little boy's way of lowering her head and not speaking, she became slightly vigilant, and quietly attached blood to her arm.

But she couldn't leave the child alone, so she parked the motorcycle aside and stepped forward tentatively, "Son, are you okay?"

But he kept his head down and didn't speak.

When Evelyn walked to a distance of one meter, she realized that what she thought was black hair turned out to be dark green, and the child's skin was also a little bluish.

It's not like frozen, it's more like... dead man's white!

Evelyn stopped there immediately, "Son, I'll call the police if you don't speak," and started to back away slightly.

Unexpectedly, because of her stepping back, the boy suddenly raised his head, and Evelyn saw a hideous face.

The face was pale, with a green eyepatch, and red lips showing yellow teeth in a grin.And that face doesn't look like a little boy anymore, it looks like a hideous monster.The whole face seemed to be wrinkled together because of the exaggerated expression, and all the skin lines on the face seemed to be carved into his skin.

She was so frightened that she was about to move back quickly, when she saw that "boy" pulled out a long knife from nowhere and slashed at her face. That ferocious face suddenly approached her, and she could even see To the saliva dripping from the "boy"'s mouth from grinning all the time.

She subconsciously crossed her forearms to block the knife in front of her, but she didn't feel anything.

It wasn't until two seconds later that she carefully lowered her defensive hand and looked forward, but there was no one in the alley.

It was as if it was just a dream of hers.

Nothing happened.

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The author has something to say:

After the bucket fell off the horse, Evelyn chased him and hit him: You are so embarrassed to accept an apology!