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

"Ahem!" The video trembled, a hand covered the camera, and then moved the camera.

Someone was slowly stepping back, and I recognized this as a lychee—a lychee from a few years ago.

"Is the recording starting now?" Lizhi stood in front of the camera and asked outside the camera.

"Yes, the recording has started." A voice came from outside the camera.

Lizhi made an ok gesture, and his eyes met with me outside the screen.

"Hello, hello! The person who saw this video in front of the screen should be the captain?" On the screen, Lizhi asked like this, "I don't know if I am watching this video with you by the captain's side now. What? It should be there, right?"

"According to my vision, now I should bring a robot that is exactly like me to the front of you, Captain, and let you distinguish which one is the real me. How about it, Captain, have you guessed it?"

"If you don't guess it, then punish the captain, take me to the newly opened famous amusement park!"

"When you were on a mission not long ago, you promised me that you would take me to that amusement park when you came back, but it's a pity that you have to go on a temporary emergency mission and lost your little cute date pigeon!" Lizhi said angrily. Emoticon, "When you come back from the mission, I must let you take me there!"

I remember when this video happened.

This date that I pigeonholed was not completed in the end.

Because when I finished the mission and came back, we went out for that mission together, and then no one made trouble for me to accompany her to the amusement park.

The video is not long, and with L-0243's supplementary content, it is less than 4 minutes, so it will be over soon.

After this video is played, the jump is our target video.

In this video, we finally learn who the owner of the ashes is.

As they had guessed, it was indeed a clown.

The angle of the video is viewed from the bottom up, because I was dragging L-0243 at that time, so there is another video that is very bumpy.

Uh... How should I put it, it’s like driving a car on a very rugged mountain road. If the person sitting in the back seat or the co-pilot takes a video with a mobile phone at this time, the effect will be the same as this video of.

However, because I had little physical strength left after the fight, the time for this passage was not very long, and it has benefited my eyes now.

The angle is actually a bit weird.

After I dragged it up, I didn’t have much strength and then I dropped it to the ground. I don’t know what kind of posture L-0243 has maintained due to this bump. This video actually captures the scenery quite comprehensively.

In the video, I stood motionless in front of the camera with a knife in my hand, my hair was dripping with water, and my clothes were also dripping with water—maybe it wasn’t just sea water, it might be mixed with blood or something, but because the picture was too dark to watch It doesn't quite come out - and then someone gets close to the camera.

The individual approaches L-0243, before bending over.

His face appeared in front of the camera, and it was a clown.

His pale face was very close, and he seemed to stretch out his hand to fiddle with L-0243, and then said in a very strange tone: "It's so pitiful~"

Then he kicked L-0243, and the camera rolled twice, facing the sky straight.

In the picture is the gloomy sky of Gotham, and the sound in the video is the sound of footsteps and wind, as well as the faint sound of humming a ditty.

"Oh~ poor robin, caught by a crowbar, poor girl, met by uncle clown..."

With this humming sound, I thought we would not be able to see the picture over there.

But to our surprise, the camera slowly rotated back to the direction I was in.

I don't know if L-0243's only remaining thoughts are full of thoughts of eating melons.

I was captured by the camera again.

I saw me slowly raised my head in the picture, I couldn't see the expression clearly.

The clown walked around me twice and sprayed me with a bottle of unknown substance in his hand.

After spraying, quickly turn around and throw it back.

At this time, I shot very quickly and stabbed him into the body.

I bet I've never whipped a knife this fast in my life.

This is the first time.

This Mr. Clown opened my eyes to the limitless possibilities in my body.

After stabbing someone, I fell back, and the clown I stabbed also fell back.

We fell to the ground in two directions at the same time. In the camera, I moved my hands and crawled forward, and then there was no more movement.

As for the clown, his last move in this life was to raise his hand and hold my Twilight.

At this time, L-0243 gave the clown a close-up very well - she zoomed in on the picture.

The clown is dying.

Maybe he himself didn't understand why he died so suddenly.

But it doesn't matter, he can go to hell and think slowly.

With all the crimes he committed, there was plenty of time in hell for him to figure it out.

And then there's my Twilight.

It was stuck in the clown's chest and was brought down by the clown.

Twilight, who was at a ninety-degree angle to the ground, swayed from side to side after being brought to the ground, and then the ruby ​​on the handle of the knife glowed faintly.

If the video is in the daytime, then this light may not be obvious, and I even think that this light is the light reflected from the sun shining on the gemstone.

But the video was at night, and there was no light around at that time, and this video was shot with night vision equipment, so this light is very eye-catching in the video.

After the ruby ​​flickered for a moment, the body that was impaled by Twilight on the opposite side quickly burned. The cold flames were not normal flames at first glance. These flames burned the clown to the handful of ashes I see now.

In this way, I am a little curious.

How did my dad and the others collect these meetings?Did you sweep it with a broom?

After thinking about it in my mind, I burst out laughing instantly.

Everyone was watching the video, and I was the only one who laughed because of the associations in my head, and I got everyone's attention.

Jason asked me: "Have you finally gone crazy because you have to write a usage report with thousands of words?"

Jason Todd, he cast a spell on me - the unsmile spell.

"Are you a devil?" I widened my eyes and asked him in disbelief.

Don't make me pump you when I'm happiest!

I gave him a look, trusting that he understood what I meant.

"Besides, how many thousand words are there? It's only [-] words!" I retorted him.

"Fifteen hundred words." He nodded, and then showed a mysterious smile, "I don't believe you can write it by yourself."

I sneered.

The me I am today is no longer the me I was then.

I am no longer the naive me who would sign an unequal treaty because of a [-]-word report on the use of weapons—responsible for taking out food for two weeks!

Besides him, now I can harass Tim!

I didn't speak harshly to him.Because now I am a mature adult.All I have to do is whip out my weapons use report that I wrote without asking him for help, slap him in the face, and tell him, "I can do without you!"

This is a slap in the face only for adults!

"Louise." My dad suddenly called my name and drew my attention back, "I checked your knife during the few days you were in a coma."

"What did you find out?" I asked back to my senses.

"No magic fluctuations were detected," my dad said. "Damien did an experiment in the Batcave with your knife."

"...What experiment?" I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart.

"Demon bastard helped others kill a few pigs with your knife." Jason held back a smile and answered my question.

My eyes are black.

Immediately, I felt that my wound had recurred.

How should I put it, I don't know for a while whether my heart aches because my knife was taken to butcher a pig, or because the number of words in the report will increase by an unknown number of times.

"...how many were killed?" I asked tremblingly.

"Four heads."

At this time, I finally understood what the mysterious smile on Jason's face just now meant.

I pressed my chest, which was about to have a myocardial infarction, and turned to face Jason: "Don't tell me you watched them kill pigs on the spot."

"he is."

Except for the client Jason, my brothers who loved and killed each other looked at each other and answered in unison, with an unstoppable schadenfreude in their voices.

The brotherhood of plastic is fully displayed at this time.

"...Maybe I can explain?" Jason said after taking a few steps back and reaching what he thought was a safe distance.

"Say it." I said calmly.

"I heard that you have changed the conditions for writing the report, counting by head." He said, "I don't think pigs are counted by head."

He has a point, but I don't quite believe it.

So he urged me to call back and ask.

For my report, I made a call on the spot and put it on speakerphone.

The call was put through quickly, and my ex-colleague seemed idle.

"If you don't remember it, I can help you recall it." The voice of the former colleague on the phone gritted his teeth a little, "The time in China is four in the morning, and the lonely men and widows at night, I think you should avoid suspicion .”

"It's okay." I said, "My sister is a single nobleman now, so there's no need to avoid suspicion."

"Thank you sister, I want it." The former colleague said, "Please pay attention, a man who just got his own girlfriend is different from you."

"Grass? When did you leave the order?" I asked in confusion.

"Two days ago, my girlfriend really liked me." The man who just fell in love on the phone, and his body was filled with the sour smell of love said very shyly.

"I didn't come to listen to you showing off your girlfriend." I quickly interrupted the topic that was going wrong, "I asked you before you told me that the report on the use of weapons is calculated by the head. If Are you using weapons to kill pigs?"

"You used a weapon to kill a pig?" The former colleague's voice instantly rose eight tones.

"Don't worry about it, just tell me if I want to write a report." I said.

"Calculate in half." After hesitating for a while, he said.

"Is it half the head or half the number of words?" I asked him.

"Wait a minute, I'll look for it."

Then there was no sound.