[Comprehensive British and American] Flying around the sun

"What do you want?" Natasha smiled at Audrey, turned to the back of the bar, and looked at her with one hand on her cheek.Audrey then sat down on the high chair by the bar in a good manner, and knocked on the countertop with a smile: "Gin and Tonic."

Natasha raised her eyebrows charmingly at her, and turned around quite naturally to get the cup.Audrey rested her chin and looked at her graceful back in a daze: Under the warm light of the bar, the red-haired beauty with downcast eyes and bartending has a kind of careless beauty, like a freeze-frame shot of an old movie.

"Nat?" Eagle-eyed Clint poked his head out from the sofa and saw Natasha behind the bar, so he waved to her, "Give me a drink too!"

"It's not for you, it's ladies' time now." Natasha replied lazily, with a smile on her lips.Clint snorted in mock disappointment and moved to sit next to Bruce.

"You have something to tell me, Nat." Audrey raised her eyes, watched Natasha's movements of stirring the ice cubes in the glass to make the cold air evaporate, and said softly.Natasha's regular movements paused for a moment, but she quickly raised her lips and smiled, pouring the tonic water into the cup: "Have a drink first?"

So Audrey put her hands on her cheeks and smiled again without saying a word, watching Natasha bend down and take out a lime from the refrigerator under the bar.She smoothly pressed the lemon and rolled it on the bar a few times, reaching for the knife, but found nothing.Audrey laughed, and stretched out her index finger to draw across the air, so the lemon divided itself into four pieces, and the juice was firmly locked on the surface.

"How have you been?" Natasha said casually, squeezing a lemon. "I mean when I wasn't a superhero."

"Recently? It seems that there are very few times when I'm not a superhero..." Audrey took the glass of gin and tonic with a smile, and pressed the cold side of the glass to her lips, "But I think it's not bad."

"Really?" Natasha came out from behind the bar with her cup and sat beside her.She smiled and watched Audrey take a sip of her cocktail, and said softly, "I think so. If it's you, you can always have a good time no matter what time you are."

"What about you?" Audrey put down the glass and stared at her knowingly, "Do you think you've been okay recently?"

Natasha avoided her gaze and took a long swig of her wine.She shook her glass, chuckled when she heard the clink of ice cubes, and started another topic: "I heard that Lex Luthor is preparing to run for the next president."

"May God bless him." Audrey said sullenly, curling her lips.She clinked glasses with Natasha: "He 'does' create a lot of jobs, he 'does' provide quite a variety of technology and a lot of philanthropic funding, and he 'does' even have a bigger job than most presidential candidates. Both have a more polished résumé (Audrey hands over the V, pretending to be double quotes on the 'really' accent). What he did in Metropolis was Bruce Wayne's Gotham copy...uh... At least on the surface."

She sighed, picked up her glass and took another sip of wine: "But we all know that he is completely different from Bruce. Although the Justice League doesn't care about approval ratings, I don't think he will will succeed..."

Natasha listened to her with her chin resting on her chin, shook the cup again, and answered abruptly: "The high-level government plans to support him to take office, and a consensus has basically been reached so far."

cough cough!Audrey choked.The spicy taste of gin rushed into the trachea, Audrey coughed and looked at Natasha in shock: "What??"

Natasha hastily put down the glass and patted her back.Audrey coughed until tears appeared in her eyes, but she still stared at Natasha with her eyes wide open, waiting for her to finish speaking.Natasha withdrew her hand and took another sip from the cup.She tossed her hair back and said bluntly, "For some reason, the government believes that superhumans should be regulated. This will be a series of simultaneous plans, and the promotion of Luthor is one of them."

Audrey also calmed down.She observed Natasha's chiseled profile and said softly, "Does this have anything to do with your thoughts, Nat?"

"I..." Natasha lowered her eyes and only uttered a broken syllable.She hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Audrey again: "If one day your family faces a breakup, what will you do, Xiao Li?"

Audrey's eyeballs trembled slightly, but she still looked directly at Natasha's face.But her perception swept across the room silently and quickly—Tony sitting next to Bruce and laughing, Steve and Clark had a good chat, whether it was the Avengers or others, they seemed to be having a good time, not at all. What an exception.

"If it was me, I wouldn't let this happen." Audrey withdrew her consciousness and said softly to Natasha.Without waiting for Natasha to answer, she raised her wine glass, smiled at Natasha, and drank the last of the wine: "If I can't do it by myself, I will turn to our mutual friends for help. "

Natasha was silent for a while.She laughed and looked less hesitant, but still asked: "Then what if you can't stop them no matter what?"

"Then choose the side you think is right." A neat female voice said.Diana's tall, muscular figure strode towards them, the lasso of truth hanging at her waist.Diana raised a sword eyebrow at them, and said teasingly, "How can I miss out on ladies' time?"

"Did you win, Diana?" Audrey laughed, directed the cup to catch a glass of ice water, and flew into Diana's hand.Diana readily took the cup and drank it down, wiped the sweat off her cheeks and said with a smile: "There is no winner, but Saul himself called it off - because he couldn't stand the man who was holding the lasso of mantra." Stark kept asking me all sorts of gibberish questions - and we had a drink."

Audrey turned her head and saw Saul sitting next to Arthur, picked up a wine bottle and started drinking.Diana put the glass aside and turned her head.She smiled at Natasha and whispered, "A man once told me that his parents told him to either stand by or stand up when he thought things were messed up. No benefit..."

Natasha raised her head and looked at Diana, who was standing there majestically and staring at her.She has bright, sharp eyebrows and eyes, but her voice is so gentle: "Don't worry that things will be made worse...it will only be worse if you don't do anything. Believe in yourself, girl."

Natasha finally smiled.Although being called a "girl" made her slightly uncomfortable, she knew that this beautiful lady in front of her had a demigod body and a long lifespan, and maybe she was indeed a little girl in her eyes... and it felt very novel , Let her feel a little touched in the heart.

Natasha never told her teammates or anyone else who could be called a friend that she had a secret.

To some extent, she and Steve should be visitors from the same era, but unlike Steve who has been frozen for 70 years, Natasha knows that she has spent this long time soberly.She also couldn't open her heart to the captain, and could only do her best to appease the hesitation of this person left behind by time... There is no home in sight.

But at this moment, Natasha felt a certain similar yet different quality from the two women in front of her, and it was this quality that gave her a sense of peace of mind and belonging... Whether they also have the same relationship between time and space They are still carrying untold stories, Natasha can read from their eyes the same determination to defend everything that has not been hard-won.

She raised her glass to them with a smile, and also drank the last remaining wine in the glass.

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John Watson was yelling indignantly on such a beautiful night when everything was recovering—but luckily not quite recovering.

"Sherlock Holmes!" Panting, Watts dragged a rope through the window into the room, and a suitcase slammed onto the floor. "I'm your friend, not your butler or assistant or nanny or anything. How could you just run into Gotham alone, throw the stall at me, and ask me to climb in through your apartment window?!"

"Thank you so much, John. How can I live without you?" Sherlock praised very carelessly, "There is no more loyal and reliable friend like you in this world. You have always helped me a lot , and this time too, I don't know how to express my gratitude."

"Well, it seems that you can still speak human words occasionally." Although Sherlock seemed to be talking nonsense, Watson still muttered happily as he pulled the rope in through the window, "Why do you insist on me talking?" Climbing in through a window? I'm not Batman, Spiderman, or anything that can walk through walls."

"It's very simple, because a group of gangsters are squatting at the front door day and night, planning to murder me." Sherlock sat on a high-back chair with his back facing Watson, not knowing what he was doing, and said casually, "And in this Take the road outside, the probability of encountering a robbery is 40% - but usually, Batman is not in Gotham tonight, so it is 99% - and I have calculated, dear John, the risk of climbing the window is only 5% %."

"What kind of hell do you live in?" Watson resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and knelt down resignedly to take out Sherlock's luggage. "What on earth did you come to Gotham for? I brought you yours." Computer... Where did you get the computer?"

He stared and turned the armchair round so that he was facing Holmes.

"Shh, John." Sherlock put the laptop on his lap in an uncomfortable posture and typed, "I have a guess."

"Okay, big detective." Watson sighed, no longer obsessed with what Holmes did in Gotham in the past two days, and put on a posture of listening attentively, "Please explain to me."

"Have you ever learned about occultism?" Sherlock said, "Well, I know no. Neither have I. After all, from a practical point of view, this knowledge can be said to be meaningless. But if you want to solve the mystery of Gotham, I find it necessary to have a proper foundation in the occult..."

"Speak humanly, Mr. Holmes."

"Gotham's status quo is traceable. Although this statement is not rigorous, but I can only use this metaphor: someone is manipulating the city to make it the crazy and dark place it is today. And people who want to Those who solve this mystery, without exception, either joined the darkness or became lunatics, and instead became part of the puzzle."

"What does that have to do with why you came here?" Watson said. "Could it be that you still want to find out who is behind the scenes—assuming what you say is true, if there is such a person?"

"Why not?" Sherlock put down the computer, looked at Watson calmly and said, "This puzzle is enough to make my brain run at full speed, and you, John..."

He crossed his fingers under his lips, and smiled at Huasheng: "You long to return to the battlefield. The smoke of this city is permeating where we can't see it, and you don't want it to return to harmony ?"

Watson stood there dumbfounded.It wasn't the first time he'd seen Sherlock's madness in the face of challenging problems, but it was the first time he'd been this crazy.Maybe this guy doesn't even need to perish in the dark, just being on Gotham land makes him mad—

Seeing Sherlock's excited expression, Watson opened his mouth and said, "Where do you plan to start?"

Damn, maybe he's crazy too, Watson thought.A triumphant smile appeared on Sherlock's face, and he turned the computer screen to Watson: "Go and find the last person who tried to solve the puzzle."

On the screen, a huge green question mark flashed in a blank web page.

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The author has something to say:

Audrey: Ah, I think the author wants me to go to work again... It is impossible to go to work, so I have to stick to Clark like this!

Me: Let's go to the plot!

Xiaoli: Stick it!It's time for a holiday!

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