[Zhongyingmei] How difficult is it to become a reliable adult

Tim tore a wanted poster from the wall in front of him.

His attire was out of place here, and the Red Robin uniform attracted too much unwanted attention.

So the first thing Tim did after figuring out the surrounding environment was to find a nearby resident to buy a suit of clothes for the price of three batarangs.The residents here are very novel about this bat-shaped gadget.

Changing into a trench coat that was big enough to cover up his uniform, Tim began to wander around the streets to observe.This is a small town at the foot of the mountain, and most of the residents work in the cola factory on the top of the mountain.

He can see this wanted poster in many places in the town.

"Wanted Object: Coca-Cola Thief

Reward amount: Three boxes of Coke, three boxes of chocolates, three boxes of potato chips"

There is no doubt that it is all about Ai Puli's snacks.

Tim took off the wanted warrant and carefully looked and looked at the blurry photos on it.

The photo only captured a passing afterimage. It could be seen that the strange thief was petite, not much bigger than a cat under the tricky shooting angle.

Although Ai Puli's height has nothing to do with height, she is not too short to become a real radish. Under A Fu's careful care, she has already surpassed one meter and broke through 1.3 meters. Qiqi is just around the corner.

Tim folded the wanted warrant and put it in his pocket. He walked around the town again, knowing all the buildings nearby.

In a story, there is a strange thief, so there must be a corresponding detective.

In the corner of the town, Tim found a small detective agency.He opened the door and walked in. The reception room of the detective agency was receiving other guests.

Tim waited patiently by the side, pretending not to care and eavesdropping on a few words.

Sure enough, the last client came for the theft of Coke from the Coke factory on the mountain.While Tim was wandering in the town, another case of Coke theft occurred in the factory on the mountain, and the Coke in the whole factory disappeared in the instant of a power outage.

The detective sitting across from the sofa was smoking a cigarette and nodded, "I see, you go back first, I will go to the mountain to have a look soon."

The client was very grateful, and left this detective agency that was only the size of three palms.

Tim sat across from the detective.

Only then did he notice that what the detective was holding was not a cigarette, but a slender finger biscuit, half of which had been eaten by the detective.

The detective stretched out his finger and pushed it, and stuffed the finger biscuit into his mouth completely, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The standard "Ai Puli" question, he had long thought that Ai Puli had the talent for this job.

The little girl was nestled on the sofa solemnly, wearing a shirt, overalls, small leather shoes, and a soft beret on top of her head.

Uniquely, she wears this decorative magnifying glass pinned to her chest, which Tim believes can serve as a prop when necessary.

Detective April picked up a finger biscuit, took a bite like biting a pipe, and chewed, "You're not from our town, are you? What do you need?"

Tim held back his smile, "I want to visit the Coke factory on the mountain, and I need someone to accompany me."

The detective looked over suspiciously, "You don't have to be careful when you lie."

Her cheeks bulged and she chewed the finger biscuits in her mouth, "There are signs on the way to the mountain, and it is not blocked. Outsiders are worried about safety and should find a few locals with good physical fitness to take you up the mountain instead of coming to me .”

"Okay," Tim raised his hand, "you saw through, but I really mean no harm."

He was smiling, feeling that there might be a fox tail flicking behind him, "I really need to go up the mountain, please come and accompany me. Don't you want to find out my real purpose?"

He coaxed, "I can pay a commission fee."

Shake appeared on the detective's face, she even forgot to chew her finger biscuits, her blue eyes turned from left to right, right to left.

Tim continued his efforts and smiled, "How about Coke, how much do you want?"

The detective was shaken even more, and she was experiencing a battle between heaven and man in her heart.She's a tough little detective after all,

He made up his mind and said firmly, "Just give me milk, no cola, the milk has the flavors of cantaloupe, chocolate, and strawberry."

With a smile on his face, Tim held out his hand to the detective, "Good cooperation."

He shakes the detective's hand, and Tim considers, "I hope you...grow taller soon."

Cassandra was convinced that she was on the street last second. After Jason and Tim lost contact, they found that April's dream was expanding.

They used drones and cameras attached to the uniforms of several missing members to get a sense of what was going on inside.

Everyone saw the discarded semi-finished Ai Puli in the training warehouse.

Bruce surmises that's what the court and April's mom are dealing with.She sends these half-finished products to the owls, and the court uses this as an opportunity to ambush Gotham's bats.

The reason for the expansion of Ai Puli's dream is that her consciousness is connected to these "brothers and sisters" who have no independent thinking ability.

She is like a central computer, controlling these puppets without thinking ability.

The capacity of the dream is doubled, and they may see many "Apples" in their dreams. These "Apples" are all her, but there is only one real her.

As they talked, April's dream expanded again, much faster than before.Stephanie, who was closer, lost contact, and then Cassandra went to a strange street.

She looked up, and there were scattered snowflakes in the sky, and it was going to snow for a long time.People on the street hid in warm houses one after another.

Cassandra didn't feel very cold, whether it was the weather or her uniform was warm enough.

There are no tall buildings on the street, and she can see the golden buildings in the distance at a glance, like a palace.

She felt that there might be something she was looking for in that palace, and it would not be difficult to find it.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard a familiar call in her ear.

"Matches for sale, does anyone want to buy matches?" The little girl came from the other side of the street, carrying a lot of matchboxes in her worn apron, "Matches with limited patterns, buy three get one free, buy five get two free."

Cassandra stopped in her footsteps, and she walked up to the little girl, blinking her dark eyes.

This is one of Ai Puli, who sent it to Cassandra by herself.

She doesn't need to talk for a girl to understand what's on her mind.She introduced cheerfully, "Look at these matches, they are all limited, and some styles will be sold out once they are sold out!"

Cassandra looked at it, and there were Q versions of superheroes drawn on the matchbox.And everyone in their family is limited edition, the best seller is Yeyi, there is only one box left, and the little girl plans to keep it for herself.

Cassandra picked out one of each matchbox from everyone, except for Nightwing's matchbox, which was held by the little girl.

She stared at the little girl with her dark eyes open for a few seconds, and the little girl immediately gave up softly, "Okay, okay, I'll give you this box."

She said fortunately, "Fortunately, I secretly left three boxes of nightwing patterns at home."

Cassandra groped around with a pile of matchboxes in her arms, but found she had no money.

She hung her head regretfully, trying to put the matchbox back into the little girl's apron.The little girl tilted her head, "Did you not bring any money?"

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"And don't live nearby."

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The little girl sadly said, "It's snowing outside, you can't stay outside."

Their conversation seemed to be carried out on an encrypted channel. The little girl turned and left, and Cassandra followed her, "Thank you."

They walked through the end of the street and arrived at a small two-story bungalow on the corner.The little girl found the key in the apron that could hold a small world, and opened the door, "Come in, the slippers are on the second floor of the shoe cabinet."

This small building has nothing to do with shabbyness, it is the most splendid building on this street.

Cassandra was afraid to step in for a moment.

The little girl was a little puzzled before, but after seeing her expression, she suddenly realized.She waved her hand, "Don't worry, this is my home, I bought it myself, and I live alone."

Cassandra looked at the small bungalow on the second floor, and then at the matches she was wearing in her worn-out apron.The question is self-evident.

The little girl patted her chest proudly, "I earned it by selling matches. As long as it is a limited edition, everyone will rush to buy it. It is impossible for Yeyi's limited edition to sell here."

This sentence is true, because Stephanie is hiding in a bedroom in the magnificent palace at the moment, and she is admiring the whole set of matchboxes placed in the display cabinet by the owner of the bedroom.

It is not enough to have a display cabinet, but also need a high table and lighted candles around it, so that the beauty of the matchbox can be displayed in all directions without dead ends.

Whoever sold this match must have made a lot of money.Stephanie thought.

What a business genius this is, let Tim come up with at most one more hunger sale idea!

She squinted her eyes and took a good look at the Yeyi matchbox placed in the middle and highest place. There were many collection boxes behind the table.

Stephanie knew who the bedroom belonged to.

She waited behind the screen with a little cute bad intentions, and after a while, someone opened the door and walked in.

The bedroom door closed, and something flew onto the bed, rolling happily from side to side.

Stephanie lowered her voice behind the screen and spoke in a deliberately rough voice, "You are in danger, Princess."

The sound of rolling on the bed stopped immediately, and after a while, Aprily's voice came cautiously, "Can you leave my matchbox alone."

She said aggrievedly, "I only bought Yeyi's limited edition last week, and the little match girl said that it was the last batch, and there were only 32 boxes left."

Stephanie paused for a second, and she coughed again, "I'm going to take you away, aren't you afraid, princess?"

The princess thought about it for a while, then rolled up on the bed again, "Can I take my matchbox with me?"

She said pitifully, "You call me a princess, you must not be a bad person who doesn't satisfy the princess' wishes."