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

Sandra always felt as if she had forgotten something.

But after thinking about it carefully, she didn't seem to have done anything other than receiving Batman and the fifth-generation Robin in the store, and then sending the four puppies to their new owners. .

I took out my phone again and again, looked at the memo and the time to confirm that I had finished today's work and that Daphne hadn't called or sent me a text message to arrange extra work. Then Sandra felt the little uneasiness in her heart. forgotten.

Since nothing important has been forgotten, it means that nothing important has been forgotten.

Since it is unimportant, forget it and forget it.

She thought so happily, and then began to make herself dinner.

Perhaps because of the good rest last night, the exhaustion that originally took about 24 hours to subside unexpectedly disappeared earlier, which made Sandra feel extra relaxed, and she also had the mood and strength to do things for herself. Treat yourself to a good dinner instead of torturing your stomach by ordering fast food that arrives almost cold and doesn't taste good.

When she sat in front of the computer with the cooked fried rice and impatiently picked up the clothes hanging on the back of the chair or even piled on the seat and threw them on the bed, she finally remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something What.

I forgot to send these unwashed clothes to the laundromat downstairs of my apartment for washing because I was too tired.

Looking at the piles of laundry waiting to be washed on her bed and pondering for a moment, Sandra felt that it was not good for her to be so lazy, very bad, and she was short of money now, maybe washing by hand was the best choice.

But when the smell of fried rice reached her nose, she happily decided not to disappoint her fried rice. She could wear whatever clothes she wanted, and fried rice should not be eaten cold.

She turned on the computer and played a piece of music she liked. While browsing the news, she scooped up the fried rice spoon by spoonful and sent it to her mouth. something is wrong.

She raised her hand to touch her throat, and there was the same touch as usual.Sandra worriedly took out a small round mirror from a side drawer and looked at it with her head tilted. The top of her slender neck was smooth and delicate. She tried to swallow her saliva, which was hot and swollen. The same stagnant feeling still exists, it's not her illusion.

"Could it be a cold?"

Sandra thought with some confusion.

Although she was not sure if she really had a cold, in order to prevent herself from really catching a cold, Sandra took out the anti-inflammatory and cough-relieving pills from the medical kit and swallowed them, then stuffed herself into the large chest In the computer chair, he crossed his legs and slanted his body with his arms to support his head. He lay crookedly on the computer table and ate fried rice and then swallowed it with his neck stuck.

The Gotham news is the same, it's nothing more than Gotham's football team loses to the Mets next door Brussie Baby is playing extreme sports and gets injured Scarecrow unleashes fear gas and causes chaos on a block But it's been stuffed back Arkham is gone, but unfortunately Arkham has another large-scale prison break soon...

Ah oh.

Sandra sighed in her heart without any surprise.

It seems that these few days are not suitable for going out, she has to tell Daphne the news.

She directly forwarded this news to Daphne, and Daphne quickly responded that she had received the message, and she could not go to work temporarily until all the Arkham fans were arrested.

yeah.

Comparing with scissors silently in her heart, Sandra was happy that she had earned a few days of paid leave to take a good rest, and then began to browse other news boredly.

Ah, here we go again.

I saw a piece of news criticizing Gotham's Batman's behavior and style, and I saw the author's righteous and impassioned description of Batman spreading his fear throughout Gotham and suppressing everything in this city with violence, not only The darkness was sanctioned by him, and more innocent people were intimidated by his fear and lived tremblingly under the black cloak of the bat monster.

Stupid outsiders, she thought with a sneer, you don't understand the simple folk customs of our Gotham, and you don't understand the sex of our Dark Knights in Gotham... Bah bah, charm.

Her appetite is not large, and her appetite is even smaller after the mutation.Perhaps it was to enable her to fly with those unreliable wings, so when she transformed into another form, her weight was frighteningly light, just like a real bird, only three or four About ten catties, enough for the pair of wide and huge wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters to lift her up and fly.

With her heart full of disdain for the report on her own Dark Knight written by outsiders, Sandra quickly finished a small amount of fried rice, then packed up her clothes waiting to be changed and carried them down the apartment building.

"Sorry to bother you, is there anyone?"

The laundromat downstairs didn't look lively. When she opened the door and walked in, there was only a blonde with a full figure and a beautiful face sitting behind the counter and smiling brightly at her. With a peaked cap covering his face, he leaned on the back of the chair and put his legs up on the table, sleeping soundly.

"Uh... are you open now?"

Sandra, who always felt weird, hesitated for a while, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes, of course during business hours."

The blond girl replied briskly, and then slapped the red-haired man on the forehead.

The red-haired man let out a cry of pain, the hat fell off his face, and said sleepily to the girl in dissatisfaction: "Hey! Cory! I just closed my eyes!"

"A guest is coming, Jay told you before he left."

and many more.

Sandra's heart skipped a beat, and she took half a step back calmly.

Don't tell me your name is Roy - I don't even want to know whose safe house this laundromat is.

"I don't think I really need to wash these clothes," Sandra moved back step by step with her clothes in her arms, "I'll... ah!"

Sandra had bumped into someone, but now she suddenly didn't have the courage to look behind her to see who she had hit.

Calm down Sandra you just put your clothes down like a normal person and tell them I'll come pick them up in two days and go back to your room right away Don't panic Don't be nervous Just act like a normal person call--

"Need any help, miss?"

Supporting her crooked body with strong arms, she spoke in a lazily careless voice.The keen sense of smell reminded Sandra that this person smelled of gunpowder smoke and blood, as well as a smell of *undead from hell——

God knows why this adjective popped up in her mind suddenly, but Sandra made a move that made her want to drown herself in the washing machine when her mind went blank.

She turned around and stuffed the clothes into the arms of the person she hit, and said without a breath, "These are the clothes I want to wash. The money and my business card are put in there for two days. I will come and call me when I get it. Thank you bye."

After she finished speaking, as if there was something terrifying behind her, she got out of the not-so-wide door with a short body, and ran into the apartment in a hurry.The extrajudicial trio could even hear her hurried footsteps and the sound of her body colliding with the steps after she stumbled.

"Little Jaybird, you scared her."

"Shut up Roy, I didn't."

"No, you did, you did scare her. Oh my god, Jaybird, you actually scared a cute little girl away, we almost got our first business in Gotham before you came, you actually Scared the guests away."

"I didn't. If you don't shut up I'll put your head in the washing machine and let it touch the bubbles."

"jaybird—"

"Roy Harper, I swear if you make another sound I'll blow your head off."

This is very wrong.

It doesn't make sense!

Sandra groaned/groaned and slapped water on her face, a little panic remained on her pale face, but she couldn't figure out why she was so afraid of the Red Hood—it didn't make sense, Red Hood It wasn't Batman, she wasn't even being chased by the Red Hood, there was absolutely no reason to be so afraid of him.

What's more, as a time-traveling girl who is now a Gotham native's Batman fan girl, she has already restrained herself when she sees that other birds don't go up to prpr to ask for a group photo. ? ? ?

She covered her forehead and yelled again, looking at everything in front of her as if there was a double image.Sandra blinked her eyes thinking that she was dazzled, but those overlapping influences did not disappear with her self-deception, but turned into a kind of colorful and blurred light spots.She had a splitting headache, but it seemed like it was just her illusion.

She squinted her eyes and adjusted her focus, and it took her a long time to see what she looked like in the mirror.

Pale face, thin and protruding cheekbones, since she mutated, she has started to lose weight, no matter how much she eats, it is useless, and now she has become so thin that her originally round face has bones protruding.The bangs that were wet with water fell softly on her forehead, and a mark like a pair of wings was branded in the middle of her forehead.Her eyes that should have been hazelnut color turned into a deep reddish brown at some point, as if knowing that she had noticed something strange, the reddish brown pupils shrank slightly, and then began to invade the white part of the eyes , and finally turned into a pair of brown-red eyes shining like a bird, with the whites of the eyes crowded out to nowhere.

"what the—"

Sandra blurted out a swear word in disbelief, but the pain in her eyes forced her to stop her swearing, cover her eyes and turn her head, and felt better until her eyeballs were wet with tears.

She squinted her eyes and looked out, feeling that something might really be wrong.