[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

A woman's screams and cries came from the dark alley, and Sandra's hearing became more acute, and even caught the muffled sounds of punches to flesh and the sharp and broken sounds of clothes being torn in the chaos.

But who cares about that.

Naturally, no one in Gotham, with its simple folk customs, would care about the voices coming from an alley.Even the people passing by the alley just pulled up their collars to cover up the fine rain, and hurried past without paying attention.

Not to mention that Sandra is still chasing a pitch-black bat machine behind her. She has to flap her wings desperately so as not to be caught up by the bat machine, not to mention being distracted to do other things.

Well, she's been ready to be targeted by Batman ever since she started going the vigilante's path of no return because of the mutation.

But she didn't expect the storm to come so suddenly, did she? !

Sandra, who is being chased by the Bat-Machine and has been chug from Gotham West to Gotham East, is pretty devastated.

The woman's cries filled her ears with fear and despair. Sandra folded her wings, passed through the dense bullets with an unimaginable flexibility, bent in the air like a preying kite, and pounced on That dark alley.

Well, after all, she still couldn't bear it.

She doesn't have the ambition of Batman to protect the entire Gotham, and all she can hope to do is to teach this kind of petty theft that can be seen everywhere in Gotham.

Although there is Batman suppressing the darkest and thickest malice in Gotham, there must always be someone to clean up the little evil that remains in the corners.

The sky-blue wings mercilessly slapped away the man who was holding the woman's wrist.Sandra grabbed the woman by the shoulders, her wings gathered in front of the two of them, and they flew away into a flurry of feathers that exploded and disappeared into the alley.

"Have you captured her energy trajectory, Penny One?"

[At Gotham Wharf,] the elegant British accent can hardly make people feel uncomfortable even if they are accusing, [With all due respect, sir, I still think your behavior is too extreme, maybe you should try to get along with him first. The lady communicated rather than directly using force. 】

"She's dangerous," Batman, who turned his bat wings and drove towards Gotham Pier, just stated in his hoarse voice, "Her abilities tend to be magical, and there may be countless psychopaths and lunatics in Gotham monsters, gangsters, or whatever, but a magical creature? The first time she appeared on the outer wall of Arkham, and then the Joker escaped; the second time she appeared in Citibank, and the entire bank was kidnapped by the Riddler; Three times she was in Gotham Bay, where Black Mask got into a fight with the Penguin. It's not just accidental that can be summed up."

[In this case,] Alfred said, [Since you think that the lady is quite dangerous, then maybe you shouldn't face her alone. 】

"This is Gotham's business," the joystick was pulled down, and the bat machine spewed out violent flames and turned around, leaving a vague shadow in the gloomy sky. "No outsiders need to intervene."

"I am done……"

Sandra muttered to herself and let go of the hand that was holding the woman's shoulder. She looked like she wanted to collapse and grabbed her hair and squatted on the spot, but her whole body shuddered, and even the feathers on her wings exploded a lot.

"I'm going to be made into a watch by Batman..."

She turned around in a circle anxiously, and the ear wings curled up in the fluffy and curly hair suddenly spread out one by one, trying to catch some other movements from the air.

Obviously, the roar of the bat machine engine was easily captured by the sensitive ear wings that replaced both ears. Sandra trembled again, even though her whole body was wrapped in a cloak and even her face was tightly blocked. Under the mask, it was still easy to spot her panic.She was shaking like a quail, and then she spread her wings and jumped out like an arrow without hesitation.

Although she knows that Batman is a good man, and how much he has paid to fight criminals in Gotham, and even more how much this man who hides his figure under the black cloak of Bat has paid for this city, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't Scared of Batman.

As many people in Gotham like Gotham Prince Bruce Wayne, there are as many people who are afraid of Batman, especially as a native of Gotham who lives in the shadow of Batman, she knows better what the fear brought by Batman means.

She is so frightened that her wings are so weak that she can't fly, okay?

Because of the huge emotional fluctuations, Sandra, who couldn't control the huge flow of magic power in her body, began to flash continuously, and she couldn't control the short teleportation, and even her figure began to become blurred, as if she was being captured by someone. Like a cloud of fog, it almost melted under the dark sky of Gotham.

[b! 】

There was a sudden noise in the communication, and then a young but angry male voice suddenly rang out: [Why didn't you tell me that you were hunting a dangerous magical creature?If I didn't just come back, wouldn't you plan to tell me about it? 】

"I can fix this."

Batman just replied so stubbornly with a sullen face.

【I can help you! 】

The young male voice was even more angry, and said so indignantly.

"I don't need your help," Batman responded, "I can handle this on my own."

【But we are family! ] The young male voice said [You can't tell me nothing, and you can't hunt down a dangerous magical creature by yourself, even if you don't want to tell the alliance, you can tell me, I can help at any time You, I'd be happy to help you too. 】

"I don't need help," Batman just repeated himself so stubbornly, "Go back to your city, Nightwing"

Then he cut off the communicator.

Nightwing in the Batcave saw that he had lost the signal and was speechless, while Red Robin standing aside could only helplessly spread his hands to express that he could do nothing.

Alfred properly brought a plate of cookies and put them on the main control table in the Batcave. Dick complained while chewing the snacks that the old butler had prepared for them: "Sometimes I think Bruce is just stubborn." Like an asshole."

"Isn't it, Master Richard," said Alfred, "I'm glad I had the same thoughts as you now 20 years ago."

"But speaking of it, why would a magical creature appear in Gotham?"

Tim opened the file in the computer while biting the cookie, and called up the information file that Bruce had prepared for Sandra.

"This matter started a month ago, Master Timothy," said the old housekeeper while watching Red Robin, who had scattered the crumbs of cookies all over the computer, with stern eyes, "that That's when the lady first appeared in Gotham. She appeared on the sidelines of Arkham Asylum, and the Joker escaped."

Red Robin, who received the old housekeeper's gaze, swallowed the cookies obediently, and stopped trying to grab snacks from his elder brother while working.

"The second time this lady appeared at Citibank, the entire bank was kidnapped by the Riddler."

Passing the black tea to Tim, Alfred added: "Although that lady solved the Riddler before Master Bruce arrived at the bank, Master Bruce still thinks that this incident should be caused by that lady. "

"The third time it appeared was when Penguin and Black Mask were fighting," Tim clicked on the information and said, "Although nothing happened when it appeared later, but with these three cases, it's no wonder Bruce doubted her."

"Hasn't Bruce looked for Zatanna?"

Standing behind Red Robin, Nightwing looked at the image projected on the computer and asked Alfred.

"Master Bruce did look for it," Alfred replied, "but obviously it didn't work, otherwise Master Bruce would not allow you to intervene."

"In fact, Master Bruce has even searched for people from the Magic Association, but the result is that this lady's magic is not within their system, so it has been difficult to build a database about this lady's abilities until now. But Bruce Sir seems to have found other ways and hopefully he can get what he wants tonight."

"He asked so many people for help, but never thought of asking us?!"

Dick asked, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"On the bright side, Master Richard, at least Master Bruce didn't seek help from the Justice League."