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

They came just in time, or rather, they came too late.

The macaw was anxiously pacing back and forth on the edge of the boat. Its beautiful purple-blue feathers were shining brightly, which was particularly eye-catching under the night.It seemed very pleasantly surprised to see Batman arriving in a hurry, fluttering its wings and flew towards him, chirping and chirping, guiding Batman to find Sandra.

Sandra looked quite embarrassed, lying on her side in the narrow boat, curled up and coiled herself up.Despite her best efforts to control herself, those overgrown down feathers kept coming out of her like some crazy sprouting plant.

Batman originally wanted to fish Sandra out of the boat, but Dugo, who sensed his intention, reacted greatly.It threw itself on his outstretched hand and kept screaming to stop his movement, but when Batman expressed his intention to stand by, it was very anxious, and kept circling around him and whining.

"I can't help her without touching her."

Batman tried to make Dugo understand that he just wanted to help Sandra, but Dugo still stubbornly refused to let him touch Sandra.He couldn't communicate with Du Ge, so he could only try to guess Du Ge's intentions, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to be good at reading animals' minds, and he couldn't reach a consensus with Du Ge after a long stalemate.

Fortunately, although Sandra looked unconscious, she was still awake.Although the pain and blood loss made her brain dull and her consciousness began to blur, but this did not prevent her from feeling the extraordinarily noisy cries of the macaw and Batman's hoarse and deep voice echoing in her ears.

She was in so much pain that she didn't want to move a single finger, and she fell into the water because of the pain just now, she had to turn over into the small boat with great difficulty, and the excessive blood loss made her feel all over her body. It's cold, she now feels as if her whole body is soaked in an ice cellar, her breathing is frighteningly cold.

But she still had to wake up.By the time Batman and Dugo finished communicating, maybe her body would have been completely cold, and she still wanted to live to see the sun tomorrow.

Although Jasmine said that her life would not be in danger, she would be unlucky if a psychopath said it.The clown often said with a smile that he would not hurt the person he caught, but when did he do it?

"Bat...man..."

Sandra moved her body little by little and tried to sit up, her fingers grabbed the edge of the boat, and she almost lifted off her soaked fingernails.The pain in her stomach made her wish she could slam her head against the edge of the boat so that she would pass out and not have to suffer this kind of torture again, but life was obviously more important than pain.

Du Ge saw Sandra clutching her stomach and sat up with difficulty and flew back to her side.He looked very worried, and kept walking up and down the side of the boat, spreading his wide wings, trying to comfort Sandra.But he didn't dare to touch her as if he was worried about something all the time, he could only keep pacing back and forth with his head poked in a low voice.

"Don't worry..." Sandra weakly comforted Du Ge. The wound on her abdomen pumped blood continuously with her movements. Almost every time she moved, Sandra could feel her clothes being soaked in blood The sake and the feeling of peeling off of their own skin adhesion.

She looked like a drowned chicken now, with her curly black hair sticking wet to her body, like a head of seaweed that just came out of the water.And those feathers that looked beautiful and healthy were also washed by the seawater to remove the grease wrapped on the surface, and they shriveled like withered vegetable leaves and shrunk under the dry feathers that continued to grow.

Enduring the severe pain caused by the cold sea water and the curse from hundreds of meters away, she swam all the way to the side of the boat, and tried several times before she rolled into the hull with difficulty, not for now Fall short.

"Don't, don't touch me..."

The wings, which had been full of water, were curled up behind her at this time, and they were obviously a heavy burden to Sandra now that they could not be unfolded. Sandra kept trembling, holding her breath and slowly spit out , He insisted on finishing this sentence.

"Don't... touch me directly... across a layer, not... no."

"The curse... and, I... will... be contagious..."

She felt that her lips were starting to go numb, trembling and unable to utter a complete sentence.She tried hard to convey her intentions to Batman, but all she actually said was weak, staccato words.

Fortunately, Batman is very close to her and has a particularly strong comprehension ability. Although Sandra's words are intermittent and unclear, it is enough for Batman to understand what Sandra wants to express.

The heavy black cloak was facing Sandra as a hood.This multifunctional cloak capable of bulletproofing and gliding obviously not only has the function of concave shape, but of course it also means that its weight is quite considerable. He fell down, his eyes went dark, and he almost passed out.

But even without Batman's actions, her actions just now had almost used up what little energy she had left, and she was strong-willed if she didn't faint directly.But even so, she is actually not very clear-sighted.

Batman reached out and scooped up Sandra wrapped in a cloak, and Dugo didn't try to stop Batman this time.Because of Sandra's warning before, Du Ge didn't try to jump on Batman, but followed Batman step by step, refusing to leave, and flew directly to the roof of the Batmobile with fluttering wings.

Batman lifted Sandra up and down, noticing the blood that dripped to the ground as he moved.He turned on the flashlight and took a picture of the boat, and found water stains and diluted blood in it, not surprisingly.

"Robin, Red Robin," he put Sandra in the Batmobile, opened the internal line and contacted Tim and Damian who were rushing over, "I found her. She was injured."

"I'll clean up the scene."

The red and black glider spread behind him, and the black hair that fell on his forehead was gently brushed away by the night wind in Gotham. Tim said bluntly, "Robin and I will find that girl."

"One penny, I'll take the blue bird back to the Batcave."

"The doctor has been contacted, sir." Alfred's methodical voice sounded.

"Help me contact Zatanna again," Batman noticed that although Du Ge was very worried about Sandra's appearance, he did not fall on Sandra's body even through a layer of cloak. The not-so-small body is forcibly stuffed into the gap between the main seat and the co-pilot seat and is not close to Sandra. "She may need more than just a doctor."

"As you wish, sir."

Sandra hadn't slept so restlessly in a long time.

Although she struggled to wake up, she was always dragged into a series of bizarre dreams.She clearly realized that she was dreaming, and could even feel the piercing pain coming from her abdomen, but she was trapped in one dream after another and couldn't wake up, even if it was pain, she couldn't wake up. Pull her out of it.

The small chattering sounds lingered in her ears like the buzzing of mosquitoes, making her ears itchy, and it never stopped. The communication sounds that she couldn't hear at all made her feel restless.Coupled with the annoyance that she couldn't open her eyes at all, she couldn't help roaring angrily: "Who is so annoying! Didn't you see that there are patients here!"

But it is a pity that these can only be her own fantasy.In fact, Sandra just barely moved her fingers and squeezed out a groan from her throat, and then opened her eyes vaguely.

Sandra didn't realize where she was at the beginning, until she saw Batman who was working with her back to her, Robin and Red Robin standing on both sides of him, and those strange figures standing in a row, Only then did she wake up in a flash, and found herself in the bat cave in a cold sweat.

The first person who noticed that she was awake was Du Ge who was standing on the bird stand beside her.He screamed happily, spread his wings, and rushed towards Sandra. Sandra turned over and wanted to raise her hand to block Dugo's posture, but when she raised her arm, she found that her entire upper body was in pain as if being forced by a car. She was run over several times, then beaten hundreds of times with a mallet, and finally trampled back and forth several times by a group of galloping wild horses, which made her paralyzed with the head of the bed.

So Sandra had to regretfully accept her fate of being covered in a whole bird by Dugo.

"Are you awake? Would you like some water?"

Wearing black fishnet stockings in a tuxedo and a black top hat, the beautiful woman immediately turned around when she heard Dugo's movement, then showed a gentle smile to Sandra, picked up the water glass that was set aside and walked towards Sandra , asked softly.

"Thank you, but can you help me get Dugo off my face first?"

Sandra said this in a low voice, her whole body limp and motionless on the hospital bed.

Zatanna just smiled softly, tapped the quilt in her hand with her wand to suspend it in mid-air, then stretched out her hand to step on Sandra's chest and then fell the whole bird on Sandra's face. Ge hugged it and put it back on the bird stand, helped Sandra raise the hospital bed and fed her water little by little.

Sandra was also welcome.She is really thirsty now, a lot of blood loss has taken away a lot of water in her body, and she fell into the sea because of the pain and weakness, and she drank several mouthfuls of sea water, and now her throat is so dry that it is almost on fire .

From meeting Jasmine to being stabbed by Jasmine, all this happened in one night. Sandra still felt like a lifetime ago when she recalled it, and it also reminded her that there was still a piercing in her stomach. Nothing came out.

She instinctively wanted to touch her wound, but because this action involved the bruise on her back that had hit the wall, she couldn't help but gasped again, her eyes emptied, and she limply on the hospital bed like a dead fish superior.

"Don't worry," Zatanna looked amused at her lifeless look, chuckled and gave her some water, "The bruises on your back are just bruises, which will disappear in a few days. "

"how do you feel?"

Tim also came over, frowning and asking softly.

"very painful."

Sandra rolled her eyes and spoke weakly, then turned her gaze to Tim, pursed her lips and hesitated to ask the question, but Tim had already spoken.

"We found Jasmine." He loosened his brows and stated to Sandra without any emotion, as if he couldn't see how he tried to use coffee/coffee/dine to find out the series of clues. Like killing yourself.

Sandra cheered up immediately, and struggled to sit up again.Zatanna had kindly raised her hospital bed a little higher so she could sit with less strain.

"Jasmin is true, and it is also true that she was hunted down by Black Mask because of the ledger, but her father's name is not Albert, but Jibot," Tim said calmly to Sandra. , then paused for a moment, glanced at the serious expression on Sandra's face, and then continued, "It's just that it was a year ago."

The expression on Sandra's face was blank for a moment, as if she didn't hear what Tim was saying clearly.

It took a long time for her to find her own voice, the dry, hoarse voice that seemed to have been smoked hesitated, but it sounded softly as if she wasn't surprised by it.

"is it?"

she asked.

"So I still haven't saved her, have I?"

"Jasmin died a year ago," Tim didn't answer Sandra's question, and Sandra didn't need his answer. "The man in black mask killed her father, her father was gcpd was undercover at the black mask, but was discovered by the black mask. His men pressed her father to ask about the whereabouts of the ledger, because it was related to a $3000 million transaction with the black mask that year, and she was hiding in in the closet, but was found. She didn't escape the home, and she didn't have time to ask anyone for help."

"anything else?"

Sandra didn't notice any changes in the expression on Tim's face, and she didn't have the ability to see through the things they were hiding in front of the family, but her intuition told her that Tim was hiding the most crucial thing.There's no reason, she just knows.

Those things hidden by him are the things she least wants to know, but now she must know.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Tim asked back.

"For the sake of being stabbed, I'm still in pain," Sandra tilted her head and pulled the corners of her mouth into an arc. Those moist reddish-brown eyes often spread a faint smile. For the first time, the eyes were as sharp as a bird of prey, "Don't keep it up."

"They tortured Jasmine in order to force Gilbert to reveal the whereabouts of the ledger."

Tim just said something in general, and subconsciously licked his dry and chapped lips.

Needless to say, Sandra knows exactly what Tim wants to express.

As an ordinary person who carefully lives between gangsters and psychopaths every day, even if Tim didn't say anything, she undoubtedly knew what kind of things Tim's vague torture contained.

Sandra was still angry and numb to this sentence, just like the bits and pieces of news that she knew from newspapers or people's conversations that were evasive or vague.

But this time, she felt another kind of cold and hot emotion pouring from the capillaries in her body little by little, along the flowing blood back to her heart, and finally being pumped to her brain.

"That girl... there are traces of magic on her body."

Zatanna watched Sandra's mouth still not disappearing, but without emotion, sighed softly in her heart, and said to her little by little.

"Although that magic is not quite the same as the magic I have seen, fortunately, I can use the method of backtracking to determine what kind of magic it is."

"Summon the undead who are unwilling to die from the edge of the underworld, and the demon will hide in the resurrected dead to find the next target, and the dead will forget what happened to them, and only remember what happened before they were alive, and before they died. The thing I want to do the most.”

I don't want to die.

The young girl curled up in her arms and spoke to her while trying to restrain her trembling despite being afraid.

I don't want to die.

The blue eyes with a hint of green are the color of the magnificent feathers of a proud male peacock holding its head high and proudly, while those eyes, which seem to blend the colors of the sea and the forest, are filled with Looking at her with tears in his eyes, he told her this sentence.

Sandra sat stiffly on the hospital bed with such an emotionless arc, as cold as a plaster cast, with an expressionless face as if wearing a hard mask.

Her fingers suddenly convulsed as if she had been electrocuted, and then she rolled up the fabric in her hand, closing her fingers little by little, tightly twisting the soft and pale fabric, as if trying to rub the fabric into her palm among the same.

And she said yes.

But she broke her promise.

She broke her promise.