[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

The kidnapper driver in the car was bragging on the other end of the phone, my dad shut his mouth as if he was threatened and focused on looking at the scenery outside, and I took out my phone to play games idly.

It's strange to say that they don't even accept mobile phones when they kidnap?Or are they just so confident that no one is going to save us and calling the police on Batman is useless?

The way I played with my phone nonchalantly seemed to startle my dad, who looked back at me twice.

The kidnapper who was on the phone also noticed my movement, put down the phone and turned around: "Hey! Hand over the phone, you are quite courageous."

"Brother, it's just a game, the main reason is that the road is really boring!" I made a rogue like a street gangster and talked to the kidnapper.

"No, hand it over." The kidnapper said.

"Your bosses didn't even say they wanted to search our bodies to take our things, but you have a lot of ideas." I complimented him.

This sentence can be regarded as a temptation. Judging from the attitude of the people below, most of them can see the attitude of the above.

Especially those who hang out in Gotham, there are not many people who are not good-looking, because such people are more likely to lose their lives.More people, especially those at the bottom, can only learn to figure out the attitude of their superiors in order to survive, so as to prevent them from being shot down when they do things wrongly.

Therefore, judging from this person's attitude, it is more or less possible to see the situation of the person who gave the order to help us.

If you pay attention to us, how many of these little guys who are out on missions will be warned-for example, let us not lose arms or legs or only have one life left.

The kidnapper sneered, and seemed to want to say something, held back and held back, but finally didn't say anything, just sneered again: "Ha ha."

The attitude doesn't look good either...

He didn't answer, and I didn't ask any more questions.

The sound insulation effect in the car and the anti-peeping effect of the window glass are very good. After all, it is a commercial car that my dad often uses to go out.The people outside just knocked on the window because my dad was talking to this kidnapper, I don't know how he knew.

Is there any equipment in the car, or these people have some special ability.

These are hard to say, things that I can't be sure for the time being.If someone from outside came to knock on the window again, this time it was no longer a verbal warning but a direct shot at me, wouldn't I have been injured in vain?

After I shut up, the kidnapper who acted as the driver in the car didn’t make any more phone calls, but started the car attentively. The noise from the kidnapper’s phone was reduced, and the car with excellent sound insulation became quiet. The sound of the radio, the car drove on for another ten minutes in such a boring way.

Ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped.

There is a warehouse outside, they pushed us into it, and then didn't confiscate anything from us, I was still hugging day and night.

After entering the warehouse, I found that there were a dozen or so people inside. Some of them were covered with sacks and had opaque shoe covers on their feet.

After we were pushed in, someone came over, holding a black blindfold in his hand, which looked quite thick.

"Be quiet," said the man, "I'm just going to blindfold you."

"Less struggle and less suffering."

As he spoke, he put the blindfold in his hand on my head.

I glanced at my dad, and my dad and I looked at each other, and the eyes revealed the meaning that the enemy will not move and I will not move, so I did not resist.

The thick black goggles are so good at blocking out the light that I can't see at all.

Then this person should be brought to my dad again, and I heard his struggling voice.

……ah!Did that look in his eyes mean to make me struggle? !

But I have brought all the belts, it is a bit late to struggle now.

I continued to prick my ears to listen.

My dad is struggling, my dad is threatened, my dad struggles again, my dad is almost hammered, my dad is tied up, my dad is wearing a blindfold.

Uh.

It stands to reason that there is nothing to do with kidnapping—if my dad doesn't shout.

However, the rope they tied people caught me.

Being whipped for no reason, I took a blindfold and took a step back, trying to avoid the attack of the rope coming from an unknown direction.

"Don't move!" Someone scolded me.

At the same time, I heard the sound of many bullets being loaded.

Scared.

Poor and helpless, I was kidnapped and threatened.

I don't know if the credit is on my live broadcast that stunned the Riddler with a mobile phone.

I don't move.

Then I felt that after a while, someone put something on me.

It feels rough and dusty. Fortunately, I don't have rhinitis, otherwise I would be able to send myself away by sneezing.

There was a rustling sound, and someone said again: "Raise your left foot."

I obediently lifted my foot - and was put on a shoe cover.

Now I understand that those people just used it to confuse the public, although they acted like: Even if someone comes to the door, I am not afraid.

But in fact, if someone comes to the door too smoothly, that's not okay.

We are led to go out, and it is very difficult to control our own balance when we cannot see things. Imagination will make people stagger.

But I was trapped on my waist, it should be a rope loop.

We were being led along like pets.

...More or less, they don't regard us as human beings.

The emotional instability that comes with my period has set a fire burning in my chest.

Although I can't vent at this time, it still angered me from an unexpected angle.

I hugged the knife tightly in my arms and suppressed my anger.

Save it up and count it together later, I said to myself.

After calming my emotions a little, I calmed down.

For now, the most important thing is to feel what is going on outside.

When one of the five senses is absent, the other senses become more acute.

With my eyes blocked, I hear and smell more.

The moisture in the air, the strange smell of leaves and grass, and the smell of dust on the sacks.

There were chaotic footsteps on the ground, someone opened the door, and someone closed the door.

We came out of the warehouse and were taken to the car.

It's definitely an inexpensive car - I felt sick to my stomach when I was pushed into it.

This is one of my skills, and my teammates have also said that it is a branch of princess disease.

how to say.

I am very sensitive to the smell of the car, only for the car, the cheaper the car, the easier it is for me to get motion sickness, and the more expensive the car, the more comfortable I am sitting.

At that time, someone did not believe in evil. He found two cars with very different prices, but the interior environment of the cars was similar to a certain extent. He tried his best to clean the smell inside and sprayed air fresheners.

Let me go in and sit when I'm done.

The smell of the two cars is almost exactly the same. I got into the expensive one first with a blindfold on. Nothing happened, and I sat in it for 10 minutes.Then I got into another cheap one, and before I got in, I felt nauseous just by smelling it, and everyone present had to accept it.

For me, the difference in the smell of this car is very obvious, but I am not a person who is sensitive to smell, and my sense of smell is at the level of normal people.

So they all call it the branch of princess disease.

Later, after training, I was able to suppress this feeling, but I was still able to distinguish it when I smelled it.

This inexpensive car runs very smoothly, and I don't know where I'm going with my sight blocked.

My dad didn't know if it was the same car as mine.

Although there are two people in sacks sitting in my car, I'm not sure that the other one is my dad--if the other one is indeed my dad, then he can't be sure that the one next door is me.

Across the sack, I quietly and gently touched the "sack man" sitting next to me with my calf.

"Sack Man" scratched the sack with his fingernails.

Oh, it's my poor strapped-down Batman dad.

I sighed softly in my heart.

My dad, who is Batman himself, is sitting next door without separation, which is so reassuring!

I didn't make any extra moves, An Fen got to the car and stopped.

After getting out of the car, we were taken for a while, and I felt a sense of weightlessness.

——Going down.

In the elevator, we were liberated from the sack by the kidnappers, and the blindfolds were also removed.

I squinted my eyes to adjust to the light, and looked around by the way.

My dad was tied up, and there were two big bodyguards standing beside him.

...I always feel that this kind of environment is very suitable for black hands.

I touched Chao Chao Mu Mu in my arms and glanced at my dad.

Although the hand is about to move, I also know that the situation outside is unknown now, and if I make a rash move, I may fall into a hard fight.

Crowd tactics are useful no matter what time it is, and now we are in other people's territory. As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, and we haven't figured out how many weapons people have and what their identity is.

My dad didn't ask for help. He probably wanted to find out what was going on and who was behind it.

Otherwise, Tim and the others could have rescued us halfway.

Or, someone else got stuck?

I don't have the brains to guess what the Justice League consultant is thinking, and I don't know what's going on now—after all, I wasn't the one who just sent the news out, and I don't know what my dad sent out.

Surrounded by enemies, the day and night in my hand is my greatest confidence.

The weapon I am most familiar with has been carried by me through many seemingly fatal situations.

At that time, a person could be alive. Now that I have a weapon in my hand and Batman is beside me, can I still die?

The elevator took me to my destination floor while I was cranky.

Two bodyguards behind us gave us a push, and we stepped out of the elevator and faced the man standing in front of the elevator to greet us.

He spread his hands, with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see," he said.