The place was a mess.
The Riddler was tied up by the vigilante who just cooperated with me. Many people at the scene were injured because the gangsters shot randomly with guns just now, including the two vigilantes.
However, the person who suffered the most serious injuries at the scene should be the Riddler who was tied up by the vigilante.
His head was covered with blood, and there was a big blue-purple bump on his forehead that was smashed out by my mobile phone.
"He..." I walked in front of the two masked vigilantes, pointed at the Riddler who was knocked unconscious by me: "Is he still alive?"
Under the eyes of the two people looking over, I fiddled with my somewhat messy hair, and smiled embarrassedly: "I hit a bit hard, and I hit the head again, so I'm afraid I was a little too defensive."
"He's all right, miss." It was a vigilante in a black and blue uniform who spoke. I thought about it and guessed that he should be Ye Yi.
Another red uniform should be Red Robin.
Ye Yi showed a smile, he patted me on the shoulder, and praised my behavior: "Well done."
"Are you the ones who used my mobile phone to send me messages?" I asked, "I'm afraid that I guessed wrong and would be shot into a sieve."
"Yes ma'am." It was Red Robin who spoke this time: "We used a little trick to hack into your phone. We originally wanted to remind you of our actions and protect ourselves."
"You cooperate very well," said young Red Robin.
Remind me before I act, maybe I am worried that I will be caught as a hostage, right?I thought uncertainly.
However, I haven't hit anyone for a long time, so this time when I shoot someone, I seem to have a bit of a muscle strain.
I turned the bones in my shoulder and squeezed the aching muscles.
Blame the Riddler.
I looked down at the Riddler whose head was still bleeding for a while, and thought about it seriously.
If the Riddler is sent back to Arkham Asylum, can I beat him again when I apply for a visit?How about giving some money to bribe the guards?
While I was secretly calculating the success rate of this matter, the siren sounded, and the Gotham police and the ambulance from the Gotham Hospital almost arrived here.
The Riddler was handed over to the police, and the victims should be appeased and the injured should be treated.A policewoman came over to talk to me. Nightwing and Red Robin handed over the Riddler to the police and left. I still need to go to the police station to make a statement.
-
A very chaotic and up-and-down morning.
I just went out to buy groceries and prepare a nutritious meal for my homework, but I met a magician with a brain problem who knew that the car was gone, and the food and the car were lost together.
Then he was hijacked with a gun and forced to participate in some kind of riddle game. Unfortunately, he was recognized and called the wrong name. In the end, he twisted his hands when he hit someone.
If you don’t understand, just ask, am I Mercury retrograde today? ? ?
Or do I have to look at the almanac when I go out in the future?See if it is suitable to travel?
In the final analysis, the cause of the matter is still the goose - can it be stewed after being raised, the source of my many disasters, I feel sorry for the suffering I suffered today if I don't eat a bite.
After taking the statement, I sat obediently in the reception hall of the police station and waited for someone to pick me up.
John and I lost the car like two lost children.
Because there is no car, and my mobile phone will not run out of power until I am safe, John’s mobile phone does not know where, and we can’t even take a car without banknotes. We squatted in the police station for more than an hour, and finally it was kind Director Gordon of the office called for us to inform my dad to pick us up.
My dad will be here soon.
Just 15 minutes after Commissioner Gordon finished the call, there was a roar of a sports car outside the police station, and my dad walked in from outside in a suit.
"You know this is the Gotham Police Department, right? Mr. Wayne." Commissioner Gordon said, "You are speeding."
"Forgive a anxious father, Commissioner Gordon." My dad's beautiful blue eyes were worried about me, and the charming Bruce Baby frowned,
He saw me sitting next to me who was bored chatting with John, and he walked towards me.
"Dad!" I stood up and walked towards him, opening my arms and giving him a huge hug.
"You don't even know how thrilling I am today!"
After letting go of him, I started blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Amidst my dad's nonchalant responses, we returned to Wayne Manor.
As soon as he got out of the car, he said that there were still company matters to deal with, and he disappeared in front of me in a flash.
John, who accompanied me through a dangerous day, was given a paid vacation by my father, and only Alfred and I were left standing here.
"Welcome back safely, Miss Louise." Alfred said.
I also gave a hug to the old man who had been worrying about me all morning: "I'm back, Grandpa Fu."
"I think you'd like to eat something, let me prepare it." Alfred stroked my hair and said.
I ate a hamburger set outside: guilty conscience.
"In the morning, there was a package written about you, and I put it on the table in the living room for you." Alfred reminded me, "You can go and have a look first, and you can come to eat in 10 minutes."
"Thank you, Grandpa Afu~" I thanked Alfred sweetly with my special voice for dealing with elders.
I found a paper cutter from the drawer and unpacked my delivery.
The cross-border courier sent from China took an unreasonably long time. It was the thing I blackmailed Brother Qi before school started.
A historic antique mirror.
All kinds of foam paper wrapped this priceless mirror tightly, and put it in a satin gift box, and the mirror surface was blocked by yellow paper with cinnabar.
I didn't remove the paper covering the mirror, although I'm curious whether this old mirror can still shine.
After studying this mirror, I found that there are dense patterns on the back of the mirror. I observed carefully, and it was carved with a picture of a hundred ghosts. The picture of a hundred ghosts in the Song Dynasty means good health.
I put the mirror back into the gift box, picked up the foam paper on the ground and prepared to throw it away with the cardboard box.
As I stood up, a note floated down from the pile of foam paper in my hand.I was surprised, picked it up and took a look.
[There is a legend about the mirror, look at the back of the gift box. --together】
I flipped through the gift box, and there was indeed a large section of inconspicuous text on the back of the gift box. The small words challenged my eyesight, so I took a picture with my mobile phone and zoomed in.
[Floating Life Hundred Ghosts Mirror Buddha said the seven sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from love, resentment and hatred, not getting what you want.What you think is what you see, what you see is what you want, what you want is what you get, and what you get is what you think. 】
At the beginning is a Buddha said, I read on.
How should I put it, this story is probably about a dutiful son who, after his father, mother, wife, children, brothers and sisters passed away one after another, missed them too much, so he built a mirror, hoping to see his relatives again through the mirror, Then he got what he wanted, and he saw his dead relatives in the mirror, and then, with the encouragement of his relatives, he walked out of the grief of bereavement and regained his love for life.
A supernatural inspirational story, the mirror in my hand is the floating ghost mirror in the story that can see ghosts.
Brother Qi specifically reminded that maybe this mirror can really see ghosts.
Curious about the authenticity of the story, I took out the mirror again, and unwrapped the layer of yellow paper that wrapped the mirror.
Let me be healthy, can I go to hell...?
Damn, what the hell.
The Riddler was tied up by the vigilante who just cooperated with me. Many people at the scene were injured because the gangsters shot randomly with guns just now, including the two vigilantes.
However, the person who suffered the most serious injuries at the scene should be the Riddler who was tied up by the vigilante.
His head was covered with blood, and there was a big blue-purple bump on his forehead that was smashed out by my mobile phone.
"He..." I walked in front of the two masked vigilantes, pointed at the Riddler who was knocked unconscious by me: "Is he still alive?"
Under the eyes of the two people looking over, I fiddled with my somewhat messy hair, and smiled embarrassedly: "I hit a bit hard, and I hit the head again, so I'm afraid I was a little too defensive."
"He's all right, miss." It was a vigilante in a black and blue uniform who spoke. I thought about it and guessed that he should be Ye Yi.
Another red uniform should be Red Robin.
Ye Yi showed a smile, he patted me on the shoulder, and praised my behavior: "Well done."
"Are you the ones who used my mobile phone to send me messages?" I asked, "I'm afraid that I guessed wrong and would be shot into a sieve."
"Yes ma'am." It was Red Robin who spoke this time: "We used a little trick to hack into your phone. We originally wanted to remind you of our actions and protect ourselves."
"You cooperate very well," said young Red Robin.
Remind me before I act, maybe I am worried that I will be caught as a hostage, right?I thought uncertainly.
However, I haven't hit anyone for a long time, so this time when I shoot someone, I seem to have a bit of a muscle strain.
I turned the bones in my shoulder and squeezed the aching muscles.
Blame the Riddler.
I looked down at the Riddler whose head was still bleeding for a while, and thought about it seriously.
If the Riddler is sent back to Arkham Asylum, can I beat him again when I apply for a visit?How about giving some money to bribe the guards?
While I was secretly calculating the success rate of this matter, the siren sounded, and the Gotham police and the ambulance from the Gotham Hospital almost arrived here.
The Riddler was handed over to the police, and the victims should be appeased and the injured should be treated.A policewoman came over to talk to me. Nightwing and Red Robin handed over the Riddler to the police and left. I still need to go to the police station to make a statement.
-
A very chaotic and up-and-down morning.
I just went out to buy groceries and prepare a nutritious meal for my homework, but I met a magician with a brain problem who knew that the car was gone, and the food and the car were lost together.
Then he was hijacked with a gun and forced to participate in some kind of riddle game. Unfortunately, he was recognized and called the wrong name. In the end, he twisted his hands when he hit someone.
If you don’t understand, just ask, am I Mercury retrograde today? ? ?
Or do I have to look at the almanac when I go out in the future?See if it is suitable to travel?
In the final analysis, the cause of the matter is still the goose - can it be stewed after being raised, the source of my many disasters, I feel sorry for the suffering I suffered today if I don't eat a bite.
After taking the statement, I sat obediently in the reception hall of the police station and waited for someone to pick me up.
John and I lost the car like two lost children.
Because there is no car, and my mobile phone will not run out of power until I am safe, John’s mobile phone does not know where, and we can’t even take a car without banknotes. We squatted in the police station for more than an hour, and finally it was kind Director Gordon of the office called for us to inform my dad to pick us up.
My dad will be here soon.
Just 15 minutes after Commissioner Gordon finished the call, there was a roar of a sports car outside the police station, and my dad walked in from outside in a suit.
"You know this is the Gotham Police Department, right? Mr. Wayne." Commissioner Gordon said, "You are speeding."
"Forgive a anxious father, Commissioner Gordon." My dad's beautiful blue eyes were worried about me, and the charming Bruce Baby frowned,
He saw me sitting next to me who was bored chatting with John, and he walked towards me.
"Dad!" I stood up and walked towards him, opening my arms and giving him a huge hug.
"You don't even know how thrilling I am today!"
After letting go of him, I started blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Amidst my dad's nonchalant responses, we returned to Wayne Manor.
As soon as he got out of the car, he said that there were still company matters to deal with, and he disappeared in front of me in a flash.
John, who accompanied me through a dangerous day, was given a paid vacation by my father, and only Alfred and I were left standing here.
"Welcome back safely, Miss Louise." Alfred said.
I also gave a hug to the old man who had been worrying about me all morning: "I'm back, Grandpa Fu."
"I think you'd like to eat something, let me prepare it." Alfred stroked my hair and said.
I ate a hamburger set outside: guilty conscience.
"In the morning, there was a package written about you, and I put it on the table in the living room for you." Alfred reminded me, "You can go and have a look first, and you can come to eat in 10 minutes."
"Thank you, Grandpa Afu~" I thanked Alfred sweetly with my special voice for dealing with elders.
I found a paper cutter from the drawer and unpacked my delivery.
The cross-border courier sent from China took an unreasonably long time. It was the thing I blackmailed Brother Qi before school started.
A historic antique mirror.
All kinds of foam paper wrapped this priceless mirror tightly, and put it in a satin gift box, and the mirror surface was blocked by yellow paper with cinnabar.
I didn't remove the paper covering the mirror, although I'm curious whether this old mirror can still shine.
After studying this mirror, I found that there are dense patterns on the back of the mirror. I observed carefully, and it was carved with a picture of a hundred ghosts. The picture of a hundred ghosts in the Song Dynasty means good health.
I put the mirror back into the gift box, picked up the foam paper on the ground and prepared to throw it away with the cardboard box.
As I stood up, a note floated down from the pile of foam paper in my hand.I was surprised, picked it up and took a look.
[There is a legend about the mirror, look at the back of the gift box. --together】
I flipped through the gift box, and there was indeed a large section of inconspicuous text on the back of the gift box. The small words challenged my eyesight, so I took a picture with my mobile phone and zoomed in.
[Floating Life Hundred Ghosts Mirror Buddha said the seven sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from love, resentment and hatred, not getting what you want.What you think is what you see, what you see is what you want, what you want is what you get, and what you get is what you think. 】
At the beginning is a Buddha said, I read on.
How should I put it, this story is probably about a dutiful son who, after his father, mother, wife, children, brothers and sisters passed away one after another, missed them too much, so he built a mirror, hoping to see his relatives again through the mirror, Then he got what he wanted, and he saw his dead relatives in the mirror, and then, with the encouragement of his relatives, he walked out of the grief of bereavement and regained his love for life.
A supernatural inspirational story, the mirror in my hand is the floating ghost mirror in the story that can see ghosts.
Brother Qi specifically reminded that maybe this mirror can really see ghosts.
Curious about the authenticity of the story, I took out the mirror again, and unwrapped the layer of yellow paper that wrapped the mirror.
Let me be healthy, can I go to hell...?
Damn, what the hell.
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