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

This person and I were really on fire, and the fight was so hearty.

This man looks like a lychee, speaks like a lychee, and even fights like a lychee.

If it wasn't for the fact that the litchi was taken back to be buried by me all the way, I would have believed that the litchi was not dead.

If it were replaced by anyone other than me in the team now, they might doubt themselves.

It's not that they haven't been firm or anything, but they're different from me.

They are not as cold-blooded and ruthless as I am. After the death of a teammate, they don't doubt the authenticity of the matter, decisively cremate the person according to the will, and send her to the incinerator with their own hands.

Then I can quickly get out of this pain and start a new life.

When they met this person, they would more or less suspect that someone had replaced the litchi and brought him back to life.

I do not know.

I am cold-blooded and heartless.

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In the end, we hadn't decided the winner, and what interrupted our gesturing—if we must call this life-and-death fight a gesticulation—was a message from an outside watchman.

"Batman noticed the movement here before, and is rushing here with Robin."

In other words, my dad still has 5 minutes to arrive at the battlefield.

Batman's reputation can be said to be able to stop children from crying at night. When the news came out, the people in the entire warehouse were in a commotion.

Then everyone started to pack things quickly. The fake lychee in front of me was holding my chao chao with one hand and my wrist with the other, dragging me to follow the crowd and run out.

After running out of the warehouse, she entered the alleys of Gotham.

Walking in these alleys, I didn't have a good sense of direction, and I was even more dizzy. In the end, I didn't know where I was taken.

I glanced back.

Not only did we get rid of Batman, we got rid of the rest of the people who came with us.

In other words, this fake lychee is out of order.

But this person is really very strong, although not as strong as me, but it also exceeds the strength of normal people.

She pulled my hand very hard, and the skin around it was slightly red.Although I'm not that rough-skinned and thick-skinned, I also think that I'm not the kind of delicate person who gets hurt easily.

But, I think my wrist being pulled by her might be bruised tomorrow—because she was really pushing hard, as if she was afraid that I would run away.

Finally she took me to another port in Gotham Bay.

There are no people in Gotham Bay at night, and there are various trading scenes, and there are all kinds of transactions.

Not far away, someone was unloading, and the tin boxes did not know what was in them.

Our place is not far from the warning line of the people who traded and unloaded the goods. Although they watched us vigilantly, they didn't do anything.

Maybe it's because I'm some distance away from them.

There is a railing on the shore of Gotham Bay, and a square concrete floor protrudes from the place we are in. She led me over the railing and stood on this concrete floor.

Just like what Lizhi and I used to do, we sat on the beach with our feet dangling in the air.

She didn't speak, and I didn't speak, we just felt the sea breeze quietly.

At that time, there were always countless tasks to be done, as if someone was chasing us, the footsteps were in a hurry and never stopped.If you are really tired, just sit on the rooftop or take a rest by the sea, and feel the wind blowing in your face and the smell of the city.

This is a little tacit understanding between us.

Is she really not a litchi?At this moment, I'm not sure either.

We sat quietly by the beach for five or six minutes. The people who finished trading over there had finished unloading, and the vigilant people also left here.

Batman didn't come, it doesn't look like some serious smuggling.

I'm not in the mood to talk, but this person is obviously different from me.

She spoke to break the silence between us.

"Captain, may I call you that?" she asked me.

"Say it as if I don't let you call you like that, so you won't bark." I was in a normal mood and spoke rather sharply.

"You're right, if you don't let me bark, I will bark too." She smiled.

I didn't answer, and there was another silence between us.

But the silence didn't last long, and she spoke again.

"Are you very confused about my identity now, wondering why I look so similar to Lizhi, who has long since died?" She asked another question.

"Yeah," I said, "I'm really weird, will you tell me?"

She ignored my sharp attitude and turned her head to look at me.

Her eyes are the most lychee-like.

Compared with her appearance, her skills, her little habits, and her voice, her eyes always reveal some emotions that Lizhi never has.

She is confused, but Lizhi is not confused.

Although Lizhi looks like a very sweet, well-behaved girl who looks a bit weak, her heart does not match her appearance.

Lizhi is a very strong girl, she always knows what she wants, she can be very clear about her goals, her eyes are never confused.

"I'll tell you." Said the person in front of him.

She held out her hand to me.

Her fingers are long and beautiful, but with many scars.

This kind of scar is familiar to me, and I have it too.

This is the imprint we leave after each mission.

Some were scrapes, some were burns, and some were knife wounds.

And a few other bits and pieces.

These hands are not the hands of an ordinary girl, but they are the hands of a staff member of the special case office who has done many tasks.

"Touch it," she said.

I squeezed her hand, and I felt a different touch.

The skin of human hands is soft, the muscles are soft yet tough, and the bones are hard, but not very hard.

The hand of the person in front of me, besides the soft skin, what I touched was the hard inside.

I looked up at her and she nodded, confirming my guess.

"Yes, I'm not human," she said. "I'm a robot, and my number is L-0243."

"All the decisions I make are the best choices after the calculation of the program."

"Look." She pointed to her eyes, "My eyes can illuminate."

She looked at the sea, and the position of her eyes cast two strong rays of light.

"Like a car," she said, "high beam, low beam, or one high beam and one low beam."

Without turning off the light, she turned her head away.

I was directly facing two strong lights and I closed my eyes, and a light spot appeared in my retina. For a while, I didn't know whether she did it on purpose or something else.

"I loaded Lizhi's memory chip." She said, "My database does not show where this memory chip came from, so I can't confirm the authenticity of this memory chip to you."

"There's no need to prove it." I closed my eyes and said expressionlessly.

When chatting with Li Zhi watching a robot movie, she said that if one day she becomes a robot, she hopes that the eyes of this robot will glow.

Not only can it emit light, but it can also switch between strong light and low light, low beam and high beam at will.Then he showed me how he switched between high and low beams, low and high beams.She can also let me see what it feels like to have a high beam and a low beam.

Although Lizhiren has passed away for many years, her wish came true in a strange way.

"So you're a cyborg from that idiot group," I concluded.

L-0243 nodded, and shook his head again: "To be precise, my ownership belongs to Hydra, and organization Y only has my right to use it."

"They even developed into long-term allies." I smiled sarcastically.

"So what's your mission to approach me?" I asked her.

"Use all methods to make you believe that I am a lychee, and then kill you." L-0243 said very honestly.

I was amused by her honesty, and actually laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing?" she asked me.

"Nothing," I said, "I just didn't expect you to be so honest."

"I will carry out the orders of the usufruct," she said. "I will kill you."

"Then why are you sitting here talking to me now?" I asked her.

"Because of the implanted memory chip, I ran wrong." L-0243 said, "I have the idea that I don't want to kill you, but a robot cannot have its own independent thoughts. It may be that there is a virus in the memory chip. , I choose to chat with you so that I can have time to run the antivirus software."

I kind of wanted to laugh, but somehow, I was kind of sad.

"So now you're being so honest, is it also because of this virus problem?" I asked her.

She said yes."

"Then have you finished killing the virus now?" I asked again.

"Yes." She still only answered the word.

"Then you still want to kill me now?"

"Yes."

Using Lychee's face, she evoked a smile.

This smile is a smile that Lizhi often uses. It is playful and cute, and it is easy to let people off their guard.

What is different from this smile is L-0243's movement.

She stood up, and with the sound of machinery running, weapons appeared on her body in various places that I didn't expect.

I even saw her ribs open to reveal the shells inside.

Well, this is suppression fire.

I took a step back, made a gesture of surrender, and asked her, "Are you really going to kill me? Blow me up with all this ammo?"

"No," she said.

"Sly Rabbit gave me the order to let you die, preferably by drowning in Gotham Bay." A sight appeared in front of L-0243, "So you need to go into the water now, sink to the bottom of the sea, and you are not allowed to come up."

"Then can I ask a few more questions?" I kept raising my hands, and Twilight was pinned to my waist while I was being dragged away.

L-0243 thought for a while, and said generously: "Just ask."

"Have you ever taken a bath?" I asked her.

"No," she said.

"Then are you waterproof?"

"I'm fireproof and waterproof."

But as far as I know, the current technology cannot make the robot completely fireproof and waterproof, unless there is no gap on the surface of the robot.

And the ammunition on L-0243 is not the kind of torpedo that can be launched underwater.

"Then can you go down with me? Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to confirm my death?" I showed that usual coquettish expression on my face.

She didn't answer immediately, I guess she was calculating the purpose of my question.

I don't know if he figured it out, but in the end, she agreed to go into the water with me.

It was a big gamble.

If I win the bet, I will live, but if I lose the bet, my body may be bombed to pieces and finally caught by the fishing team hired by my father.

I hope Hydra really hasn't developed a robot that won't short-circuit even if it's soaked in water.