tech killer

Elsa's ability is an innate instinct.

Using the ability can give her a hearty feeling, which is much more comfortable than suppressing it.

Repression is not the same as control.

Elsa closed her eyes, attached her ability to the phone, and then felt the vague sense of involvement, frowning.

Looking out of the window, she could only determine the general direction, but could not be sure.

Although the ability has been condensed again and again, the city of Gotham is too big. With Elsa's current ability, she can't track across cities. Even if she knows that her mobile phone is sending out signals, Elsa will not way to confirm the location.

Cinderella was a little confused, she pouted subconsciously, feeling a little bit dissatisfied with herself.

It seems that he still needs to continue training, at least this time he is much better than Sherlock's ability before training.

Thinking is just a matter of a moment, and in the end Elsa can only choose to cut off the connection between the program on the phone and the other side.

Then, she threw herself on the soft bed and enjoyed it.

This large bed, which is very comfortable at first glance, has a fatal attraction for Elsa.Only at this time did she realize how deceitful the place she slept in last night was. Elsa just wanted to sleep here.

In contrast, the place where I slept last night is a ball!Didn't sleep well last night, make up for it!

——No wonder Sherlock said that Elsa delivered food when she went out. Even after two months of training, he was still not vigilant.Her past life was too simple, and she was not used to being defensive at all.

Wayne's hotel is very high-end. The most common room is better than all the places Elsa has stayed in before. The room exudes a little soothing fragrance, and the bed is soft and comfortable. Elsa falls into it before she can sigh. sleep.The gray-haired girl was wrapped in a soft quilt, even her eyes were covered by a corner of the quilt, leaving only her nose to breathe.

It was getting dark that day, and when Deadpool was lying outside the window looking for someone in the house, what he saw was Elsa who was sleeping soundly.He knocked on the window, and Elsa, who was in a daze, sat up immediately. She blinked vigorously to wake herself up, and then opened the window to let Deadpool in.

"Oh Hani, you just fell asleep like this? You just forgot the brave and handsome brother outside the cold door?" Deadpool put his backpack on the ground and pinched his waist, "Brother also made a lot of plans for you to ensure nothing goes wrong You just fell asleep so casually? My brother's heart is about to break...how is the bed? Did you sleep comfortably?"

Elsa stared at Deadpool who wanted to sneak up: "You crawled in from the outside, don't touch my bed."

When Deadpool stared and wanted to resist being rejected, she immediately stretched out her hand: "What about your plan?"

Deadpool shrugged immediately, and he shrugged: "Haney, you are not cute. My brother calculated that there are too many variables in the plan. What I wrote may not be true, so I didn't bring it here."

"Oh," Elsa said blankly, "Stop pretending, it means you didn't write."

Deadpool: "...you look like a Chinese teacher."

Elsa has no concept of teachers.

During her childhood, there was no kindergarten due to the township. When she reached the age of elementary school, Elsa had been "dead".She has never been to school, and all she knows about the outside world is through books, and the only teacher who can be regarded as a teacher is Sherlock.

—Obviously, Sherlock is definitely not a teacher in the standard sense.

Elsa wasn't too entangled in Deadpool's words at first, she took out a bag she had prepared in advance, which contained a set of clothes and shoes that seemed to be custom-made and easy to move, a belt that seemed to have many hidden functions, and was used to protect the head There is a half-face helmet on the top, and a thick mask that is so ugly that both people and gods hate it.

Apparently, apart from the mask she made herself, the rest came from Mrs. Sherlock.

The equipment is all black.

There is also a bag in the bag, which contains some less common things.

There are knives, guns and daggers, as well as some ammunition and some equipment that cannot be seen to work.

Thanks to Vivienne for the space box that Elsa gave to Elsa, relying on the cheating ability of the space box, Elsa was able to pass the security check with these contraband.

Deadpool looked at the huge pile of guns and ammunition, his eyes were about to glow.

His mouth was not idle for a moment, looking at the high-end equipment, he made some exclamations and complaints that Elsa couldn't understand.

After Elsa filtered his voice, packed these things, and went to the bathroom to change into this outfit, she came out to see Deadpool rolling on her bed.

Elsa: "..."

Deadpool: "...Oh sweetheart, you can listen to my explanation, brother———"

Elsa withdrew her feet resolutely, and looked at Deadpool who was hanging half of her body out of the window, with one leg against the window frame and the other hooked on the window sill: "Mr. Deadpool, you don't understand English, I need to tell you Chinese?"

Deadpool turned his head so that his face could appear in the reflection of the window, and met Elsa's eyes: "Sweetheart, you are really uncute. Are all mutants like this? Even Miss Destiny can't escape Such an annoying setting?"

The second half of the sentence was probably for herself, but Elsa couldn't hear it clearly.

"Okay, okay." Deadpool didn't care if Elsa heard it or not. He waved his hands, retracted his feet, and fell straight down, making a strange cry as he fell.

"..." Elsa suddenly regretted why she got lost in the alley.

She closed the window, drew the curtains, and went to the mirror.

"Elsa, come on," she took a deep breath and cheered herself up, "You can, you can definitely, Bucky is still waiting for you."

She looked at herself reflected in the mirror, holding the mask and hat in her hands, wearing a crisp black leather jacket, and wearing a pair of black leather boots. The weapons and equipment were hidden in the uniform, and there were short blades tied to her arms, which were over her shoulders. His gray hair was neatly tied together.The girl in the mirror was also smiling at her, her amber eyes full of determination.

She took a few deep breaths and put on the helmet. From the moment she stepped out of the room, all the monitoring equipment could not capture her shadow.

The current time is 13:[-] p.m., and Elsa's room is on the No.[-] floor of the Wayne Hotel.

She hid at the corridor window on the thirteenth floor, making sure that no one was directing her, hooked her claws on the window frame, slipped down and landed safely on the ground in a few seconds.

Retracting the rope, Deadpool whistled: "Xiao Tiantian, you came too slowly."

Elsa put on the mask slowly: "It's not important, now, you should talk about what we should do."

"Do you want to make a plan?" Deadpool laughed.

He touched his back and brushed his two knives: "Isn't it enough to kill all the way?"

"Where are you going to kill? Do you mess around on the street?" Elsa, who only showed a pair of eyes, looked at him with contempt. "Can you think about what to do. I didn't come here to mess around like a headless chicken." Go away!"

She once again regretted her credulity at the beginning. Deadpool always gave her a particularly unreliable feeling, but Elsa, who really needed a partner, teamed up with him so easily? !

Elsa: ... Sherlock, you're right, I'm so stupid, really.

Regret was useless, Elsa took a deep breath, and felt that her temper had been sublimated after Sherlock's training, and Deadpool could bear it like this.

Not bothering to pay attention to the guy in the red uniform, she stood still and squinted her eyes, recalling the direction her cell phone used to emit signals.

She raised her hand to touch her helmet, and the scanner was activated under her command. Elsa didn't even look back, but just hooked her finger at Deadpool.

Gotham at night is not the same as it is during the day.

The bustle of the day seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, but around nine o'clock, there were no people to be seen on this wide main road, but a group of drunken people passed by with their shoulders crossed, and nothing could be seen.

Elsa walked towards that unknown direction, all the way she walked to use her ability to sense.

Instinct is a kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling. She wants to rely on her own ability to find a place that gives her a bad feeling. At least in that place, there must be something bad.

Deadpool kept a distance from her and followed behind Elsa.

He wants to find the person he wants to find through her.

Elsa stood still.

The scanners can't find anything, but there's something in the ground.

Ahead was an abandoned unfinished building, and it took Elsa more than an hour to get here.She was just about to go back and call Deadpool when she suddenly felt someone else appear.

She turned sideways immediately, squatting a person on the broken street lamp in front of her.

Knowing that he was found, the young boy, who could be said to be a child, stood up from the street lamp and jumped lightly to the ground.

"who are you?"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Elsa looked at the young boy in front of her who looked younger than herself, blinked curiously, and the voice made through the thick mask was a little distorted.

The boy in front of him is also wearing a uniform-like suit, which looks a little weird, but people who are still active at this time are very weird (Elsa).

He was much more serious than Elsa: "Outsiders, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

Deadpool on the side suddenly became excited: "Oh BOY, I know you! I know you, but what about your parents? Your parents must follow you, right? My luck is always good, come to Gotham—"

"I am here."