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

Evelyn was still a little dazed when she rushed home. She was a mercenary, not a ghost exorcist.

Suddenly appearing and disappearing suddenly, isn't this human?Or some kind of superpower?

She has always been the kind of person who likes thrillers and is afraid of supernatural movies.

The hand that picked up the communicator trembled slightly. The scene just now made her heart beat still, and now she just wanted to go home quickly.

He quickly rode his motorcycle to the basement of the apartment building, and began to send messages to Red Hood: [I just saw a "boy" in his teens on the road, wearing a Robin uniform, his skin was so white that he didn't look like a living person, and he looked like Like a...] Evelyn thought for a while before remembering, green hair, red lips... Isn't this [Joker].

【He wanted to attack me, but disappeared in the blink of an eye. 】

The message came back quickly: [A teenage boy in a Robin uniform who looks like a clown? 】

【right. 】

Jason felt physically sick when he thought of the clown, and associating the clown with the Robin uniform made him choke until he wanted to vomit.And this is not the worst, the worst thing is that this kind of thing happened to Evelyn.

Obviously the clown has been killed by Evelyn, and even his head was chopped off, why is his ghost still lingering.

Jason never thought it might be that Evelyn didn't see clearly or was out of her mind, and look, the resurrection thing was so normal.Neither he nor Evelyn was living in the universal sense.

If the clown really came back to life, he couldn't imagine what the clown would do to Evelyn.

[Don't act rashly, wait for me to investigate. 】

Evelyn replied very readily this time: [Okay. 】She is no longer a naive child, hooking up with clowns and Robin is definitely not just her thing anymore, and... clown Robin?She couldn't imagine, or dare not think, what that meant.

What will this bring to Gotham, the world, and even the people around her, Gail, Muffle, Dwight, Wendy... and Jed.

Why did that thing—let's call him that—appear in front of her? Did he know who she was?

Knowing who she is means exposing those around her to others.

Perhaps the first to bear the brunt is Jed.

This made her wonder for a moment how to face him, being with him...would it be wrong, he was just an ordinary person.

And the system, for a while last night the system hadn't interfered with the conversation between her and the Red Hood, as if the system didn't exist.

Can it be understood that the system did not exist during that period of time.

What has happened differently during this period of time?

Evelyn thought about it silently, made a calculation in her heart, and called: "Tony, are you there?"

"Evelyn, it's me, Natasha." A very distinctive female voice came from the other party.

"Is Tony not here?"

"He's in the studio." Natasha's voice was a little helpless.

"Go to the studio at eight o'clock in the morning?" She thought that the boss's working hours were also around nine o'clock.

"You can understand that he didn't sleep all night."

Evelyn doesn't like to preach to people, but considering Tony is not particularly young, she still said euphemistically: "Doesn't he need to rest?"

"That's the problem, he thought he didn't need to rest." Natasha sat on the sofa, looked at the lighted studio and sighed softly, "Let's not talk about it, my dear. What can I do with him."

"You can borrow my captain's shield..." Before Evelyn could finish her sentence, she slumped to the ground, the pain swept over her, the phone was thrown out, and Natasha "Eve Lynn? Are you okay? Evelyn? Are you there?" She spat out all her breakfast.

[Miss Goodman, please do not reveal the existence of missions or systems in a suggestive manner. 】

[Asshole, I didn't reveal it again! ] Evelyn swears out a rare curse, 【I already knew the Avengers. 】

[However, your actions may raise questions from others, which may implicate tasks or systems. 】

Evelyn knelt on the ground and waited for five or six seconds before picking up the phone again, and said, "It's okay, Natasha, I fell just now."

"Did you fall?" Natasha asked suspiciously.

"That's right." Evelyn said seriously, "That's right, you know, I always thought I was a fan of the Avengers."

"You... yes." Natasha tried her best to keep her interrogative sentences within the scope of declarative sentences. She didn't remember Evelyn saying that she was their fan, but she believed that she didn't say this for no reason.

"I said I knew the captain, but my classmates at Gotham University didn't believe me, and even said I was a liar. I showed them the daily photo with Steve, but they still didn't believe me." Evelyn thought for a moment Thinking of an American youth movie, he continued righteously: "Even put me on ins and added the topic of school. Some people said that I was a P-picture, and others said that I was not the captain at all, the one under the captain's mask The face doesn't look like that at all. I'm now being boycotted and ostracized by the whole school, they hang me on the forum, write insulting remarks on the desk, lock me in the toilet, don't let me go to class, and even make me 'fuck Gotham University' took a major hit, both mentally and physically."

"..." Natasha was suddenly amazed at her ability to compose brainless campus scripts. She knew she was implying something, but she still couldn't help but laughed softly: "Okay, then you need my help." What are you busy with?"

"Please Captain America put on full uniform and take pictures and video with me, preferably on a motorcycle with his shield."

"Okay, okay." Natasha said while checking Steve's work schedule, "Is it okay on the 23rd? He has time at that time, and he was doing missions in other places before." She said ambiguously.

The work of superheroes is not as easy as people imagine. In fact, they are not only super in ability, but also super in the busyness of tasks.

On the 23rd, Evelyn frowned slightly, that was two days beyond the stipulated time.

She didn't want to bother them either, but in this situation... "Is it okay on the 21st? It happens to be Sunday, and I think I should take a photo to clarify before next week at the latest, otherwise I'm afraid they will make a fuss with the Academic Affairs Office on Monday. "

After understanding Evelyn's voice, Natasha couldn't help sitting up straight, and asked casually, "Are you really in such a hurry? Why don't you let Tony come forward and talk to the teacher?"

"I think only the captain can solve the turmoil caused by him." Evelyn's tone was full of grievances that did not match her expression. "Wait any longer, I really can't bear this kind of campus violence."

"Well, there's nothing I can do about you." Natasha said with a comforting smile, but her hands on the keyboard became faster and faster, "Come to the Avengers Base on the afternoon of the 21st, and I guarantee that the captain will be waiting for you there Photograph."

"Thank you so much, Natasha." Hearing Evelyn's thank you from the opposite side and exchanging some pleasantries with her, Natasha hung up the phone and stood up and walked towards Tony's laboratory.

Thinking about the design, Tony accidentally lost sleep again, so he had to sleep for two hours before getting up and continuing to work, locking the door of the laboratory so that he could work another day without being disturbed by others.Until he was worrying about a program idea, Edwin's voice came to mind: "Sir, I think you need to listen to this."

"Do not listen."

"Miss Romanoff, she said very seriously."

Tony put down the screwdriver in his hand and was speechless for a while, looked at the ceiling for a long time and finally compromised, "Put it in."

As soon as the door was opened, Natasha's serious voice was heard: "Tony, something happened."

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