[Comprehensive British and American] Flying around the sun

Ms. Dora Lewis has been feeling a little strange about her daughter lately.

It was the Christmas holiday, and Audrey, who seldom went home, rushed to the residence of the Lewis couple in New Jersey early this time.It was night when they knocked on the door, and it was Dora who opened the door. Her daughter Audrey was standing outside the door, covered in the fresh snow that fell on a winter night, and swooping in like a big dog running towards the person she loves the most. into her arms.

"I miss you so much, Mom..."

Before Mr. William Lewis, who was in archaeology in China, complained, Audrey had already turned her head and showed a big smile to Dora in the video call on her mobile phone: "And you, Dad! Maybe I should say good morning ?”

Mr. William sighed helplessly that he could not hug his long-lost daughter, while Dora raised her eyebrows at him triumphantly, grabbed Audrey's shoulders and pushed her to the kitchen for a bowl of hot soup.

I have to say that Ms. Dora feels happy and regretful about having a daughter who left home to go to college at the age of 16.Both her and Mr. William's jobs often require flying around the world, and they naturally spend less time with their children. Audrey gradually showed her independent side when she grew up, which made Dora occasionally miss her as a child. when.For Audrey's rare warm expression of intimacy, she naturally enjoyed it.

However, Audrey's recent performance has left Ms. Lewis genuinely puzzled.

In fact, Audrey was not a well-behaved child since she was a child, which is reflected in her amazing curiosity and sense of justice.She can watch the stars all night on the rooftop, and she will also go to rescue the birds on the side of the road and get herself dirty.Regardless, she remains a bubbly, outgoing angel who would make any parent smile, and Ms Lewis believes that no matter what happens, she will always be a child she will be proud of.

But Audrey has been out of her mind recently, and seems to have something on her mind.During the week at home, sometimes she stared at the window in a daze, sometimes she stared at the phone screen with frown, and she always locked herself in the room after dinner until the next morning. Reappear.

Dora decided to have a chat with her.After dinner that day, she knocked on Audrey's door with a small tray.

"Little Li? I made lemon tea, do you want to drink it?"

No one responded.Dora knocked again, and tried to turn the knob.Unexpectedly, the door was not locked, and a small crack opened in response to Dora's movement.

"Xiao Li, I'm here. I haven't made lemon tea for two or three years, you won't want to miss it..." Dora said, and pushed open the door, "...Wow."

There was no one in the room, only the curtains were slightly swayed by the wind outside.Dora put down the tray, went to the window, and closed the open window softly.

A gust of night wind blew fine snowflakes, and Audrey, who was squatting on the roof and observing the intersection not far away, sneezed a little.

"Oh my God, the wind on the roof is too strong... Isn't Batman cold?" She rubbed her arms and couldn't help talking to herself.

A car passed by, and Audrey got down on her stomach so that the fence on the top of the building could cover herself.She appears to be fully armed: a white cloak, goggles that cover most of her face, and wrist and knee protectors.It has to be said that it took her a lot of effort to buy these things, but she really can no longer be injured by using abilities.

Two transport vehicles turned around the street corner recklessly, and made a drift on the thinly icy ground, rushing towards them at an undiminished speed, as if a siren sounded from far behind.

Audrey narrowed her eyes and adjusted the angle of the goggles.After determining the target, she jumped up, and the cloak unfolded under the dim light, revealing the bright red lining.

Like a bird, she landed silently on top of the armored van in front.Audrey squatted on the roof of the car, her blond hair was blown wildly in the air by the strong wind, she turned around and looked at the driver's seat of the car behind, the masked gangster saw a white tree falling from the sky on the roof of the car ahead. The figure's eyes widened in horror, he swung the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, trying to overtake another car from the side.

"Tomorrow is Christmas Eve," Audrey said, "you should give the police a day off."

The gust of wind gradually condensed in her hands, and with an explosion piercing the air, an invisible gas spear appeared in Audrey's hands.The metal wristband made a crisp clicking sound, and clasped her wrist tightly, allowing her bones to be preserved in the instant vibration.Audrey knelt on one knee on the roof of the car, turned around and slammed the spear under the transport car whose front was already halfway up to her body.The wheels made a horrible creaking sound, and were nailed to the ground by a spear through the center obliquely like a dart target. The tires made a long dragging whine on the slippery ground, and could only helplessly in the air. spin around.The car made a dangerous semicircle around the nailed spears on the front wheels and was forced to stop sideways in the middle of the road.

Audrey turned her head and tapped lightly on the roof of the car under her feet.The metal resounded in a low voice, and he had already seen everything that happened to the rear car in the rearview mirror. The masked driver who hijacked the transport vehicle let out a low curse, and flicked his tail violently, trying to throw Audrey off.Audrey remained motionless as if stuck to the roof of the car, the strong wind seemed to be reduced to a foil around her, she raised her other hand.Another spear suddenly appeared, precisely avoiding the connection between the back of the driver's seat and the cargo compartment, and plunged straight into the ground.The fate of this car was obviously much more tragic than the other one. The inertia caused it to bounce in the air and fell back to the ground heavily, splashing a few pieces of broken ice.

"Don't try to escape, I don't want to play chase games with you in such cold weather." Audrey said jokingly, "I'm not a city vigilante."

She lifted the two masked men out of the car and threw them together.

"Okay, wait for the police," she said. "Where's your accomplices? I don't know what made you take the risk and try to blow up the bank with a few C4 bombs and some stowaway rifles -"

"I'm innocent!" one of the men with their hands tied behind his back hissed, "I get it, you're that fucking bitch, I knew that bastard tricked me!"

"What's 'that fucking madwoman'?" Audrey said, narrowing her eyes. "Oh, I wasn't asking about that offensive modifier. Who told you I was called a madwoman?"

Another said: "Rumours are everywhere that you're the new Dawn City superhero teaching bad guys and scoundrels - this isn't Dawn City!"

"I'm not a bad guy either!" cried the first person.

"I'm not a superhero." Audrey whispered, "That's a rumor."

"Got it, got it. Just like Bruce Wayne said 'I just happen to have a little wealth', superheroes say they're not superheroes. Can you let me go? I'm so innocent. I don't know that What's in the car," said the man, struggling on the ground, "Don't turn me in to the police! I'm hired!"

"Yeah, sissy." The other man gave a flattering smile from under the mask, "We have no idea what you're talking about blowing up banks. Someone paid us to drive this car from Gotham to Metropolis, We are not allowed to cross the bridge, and we are not allowed to pass through the inspection gate; we will go around the metropolis on the edge of New Jersey, as simple as that."

"Are you from Gotham?" Audrey's fingers hidden under the cloak suddenly moved, she turned around, and easily opened the door of the locked transport compartment.Rows of neatly stacked dollar bills are stacked in the carriage, almost covering the walls.Audrey glanced around for a week, and was about to forcibly close the car door when her goggles suddenly issued a beep warning.

Something was hidden behind the dollar bills. Audrey leaned in, reached out and pushed aside the heavy pile of money, and looked at the two suitcases buried in the center of the dollar bills.

She reached out and opened one of the boxes, and with a soft pressurized sound, a burst of bright green gas shot straight towards her face.Audrey made a disgusted sound, reached out and squeezed the gas into a ball, held it in her hand and looked at it.This thing gave people a strong ominous feeling, and it looked like a poisonous gas. She thought that no matter who opened this box, they would probably be unlucky.It's like a bad joke, but it's a deadly joke.

A box of kryptonite lay quietly in the box.They shone silently, framed in velvet bases like a malicious grin.

"F**K, the car is full of dollar bills!" one of the masked men yelled loudly. "I wish I actually blew up the bank now!"

"Let us go, mad girl. Superheroes don't wrong good people." Another masked man still did not give up lobbying Audrey, "I promise we will follow the rules when we return to Gotham, and we will never do anything illegal again thing."

"Maybe." Audrey closed the car door, and her expression could not be seen clearly under the cover of the goggles, but her lips pursed into a straight line made the two "good local residents of Gotham who were lucky enough to see Batman" "Can't help but think of the dark knight's expression when he beat someone up, "But I've said it all, I'm not a superhero."

The police car arrived late, and amidst the begging for mercy and the wailing of resignation, Audrey stomped on the ground and flew away from the silent neighborhood.The kryptonite was stuffed in the storage space behind her waist, making Audrey's mood as heavy as it was.

I wonder if she can make it to Christmas Eve?Audrey thought aimlessly that she would have to come up with a plausible explanation for her mother before she could go home.But now, she has more important things to do.

She called up the navigation and flew in the direction of Gotham.

At her destination, Batman is firing a grapple gun, flying among the city's towering clock towers and gargoyles.Darkness spread throughout the city, and white snowflakes fell silently on Gotham's stony ground, and quickly turned into patches of sticky mud.Screaming laughter sounded like a nightmare, and Gotham's real nightmare is still finding its source.

The clock struck midnight, and Christmas Eve came.

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