Miss Hydra [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The man was helpless at the ridicule of his old butler.

For Batman, who is depressed and gloomy in his true self, A Fu, who has been with him since he was a child, is the most reliable, warmest and most likely to make him compromise.

"It seems that this is the culprit in the disappearance of the vault." He could only touch his nose to change the subject.

The dark night knight approached the huge cryogenic cabin, the chill spread from the rough gravel on the ground to his ankles, he walked around to the side of the "ice coffin" and observed it closely.

The man with the metal arm below looked like a mystery—and he couldn't be a good guy at all.

As for the beauty who seemed to possess special abilities, on the surface, she had no unusual features, but he found a familiar pattern on her sleeve.

Embroidered six-clawed octopus in solid black.

——This is exactly the same as the pattern he saw on the monitor that appeared on the fuselage of the fallen battleship.

And after careful observation, it can be found that the damaged or intact interface on the outside of the cabin coincides with the part of the warship that disappeared at the beginning.

Weird pipes, weird wiring, weird shapes.

it's weird...

Judging from the situation of the warship that "relevant information was completely blocked" and "even the hard copy and electronic video data were all recovered", the people (organization) behind it should not give up recycling this cabin anyway.

In particular, the two "human beings" in the cabin will not go unnoticed no matter which organization they are placed in.

That metal arm alone is worth paying a high price for.

So, there is a possibility: they left the pod here on purpose, but what's the use?Steal a bank vault?How could a force capable of building a stealth fighter be interested in a mere municipal bank.

Another possibility: For some reason, the people behind the scenes simply couldn't recycle it - like they couldn't even find it themselves.

is it possible?

Very likely.

This has to be attributed to the mysterious energy of this place - when he tried to come in, he went around at least several times, and this was still under the condition of Alfred's remote reminder.

Moreover, the top of this space is actually very high-the ground and the ceiling are separated by at least two or three floors, which shows that the strange magnetic field even made the construction team ignore such an area directly, and directly separated the rest of the space. Dozens of floors above were built.

To sum up all the above reasons, such a blue field has been covered in dust for 20 years.

The time of this pair of men and women is completely frozen here. The outside world is passing by, day and night, technology is changing with each passing day...they are all unaware of it.

Like a survivor who has not been favored by time.

……

"Ah Fu. If they are thawed, what will happen?"

The indicators are transmitted back through the detectors, and the old housekeeper analyzes the data in the bat cave.

"Rapid freezing when the body functions normally, and keeping it below a certain temperature all year round, ordinary people will die because of this, but the life index of these two people is obviously above the average line, or even higher..."

After a long series of data analysis, Alfred gave a conclusion.

"The specific body data can only be analyzed after they are taken to the bat cave, but if they are thawed now, nothing will happen, at most it will take a while to wake up, after all, the muscle cells and cerebral cortex have been dormant for too long ——The simulation effect can directly refer to Captain America in a similar situation.”

Indeed similar.

The night knight thought silently.

This kind of similarity vaguely brings about an uneasy premonition, and this premonition is the same as the premonition he had when he saw an old newspaper about the incident 20 years ago after subduing a robbery murderer a few days ago... so similar.

A similar sense of anxiety, a similar frozen situation, a similar style of hiding in the dark... It is rare for him to hesitate, whether to lift the freezing cold right now.

It's like facing a Pandora's box, facing Schrödinger's cat whose life and death are difficult to determine.

——Although this kind of hesitation can't change anything.

……

If it weren't for the Waynes involved, there really isn't much that could mess with Batman's mind.

His hesitation was only for a moment, and half of his face was revealed. After studying for a while, this "old antique" instrument from 20 years ago was quickly turned on again.

The originally surging cold air dissipated, and the pipeline was filled with another gas. The temperature of the entire cabin changed at a speed that could be felt. It seemed that the two people inside suddenly "came alive".

The chill gushed out from the unfolded cabin, and only after actually touching it, would one know how cold it was—the old butler and the Gotham vigilante thought of another question together.

For 20 years, this degree of freezing, what kind of energy is used to maintain the operation?

That weird blue glowing transistor that's connected to that tube on the top?

It seems that this thing has to be taken away for research.

……

The unfolded transparent bulkhead was full of water vapor, and the long hair on the back of the girl seemed to be fished out of the water. Batman leaned over to avoid her strangely capable hands, trying to pull her up.

——However, it failed, the metal arm holding her remained in the same posture, and the night knight had to wonder if the metal arm had rusted inside.

"If it wasn't like this, this young lady wouldn't have survived the impact." The old housekeeper sighed.

Batman looked at the impact marks around the instrument and the cracked and uneven ground, but he didn't say anything.

The weight of the two people was not light, especially when he was trying to find a way to get these two people who were difficult to separate up to two or three floors. At any rate, he finally saw the face of the girl who was buried in the process of moving.

——She is indeed a beauty.

Even after being buried underground for 20 years, she still looks young and alive. Except that her complexion may be too pale because she has not seen the sun all year round, such a mixed-race face with a combination of Eastern and Western charms can really be called "beautiful".

"...Master, this lady..." Alfred's usually calm voice was rarely filled with disbelief.

The man paused as he climbed up: "What's the problem?"

"If I don't have old eyesight, young master." The old housekeeper hesitated cautiously, "She looks very, very similar to the Ollivanders, who are the old friends of the old lady."

"……once?"

"Yes, they passed away more than 30 years ago—although their remains were not found, you were hugged by their couple when you were a child." The old housekeeper hesitated and added, "The Ollivanders have a daughter, if No accident, 20 years ago, she should have been exactly 21 years old."

……

"Hey sweetheart, look, what's this?"

The young father with silver half-long curly hair blinked his blue eyes and took the cookie plate from the Wayne family butler who had just come out of the kitchen. He picked the prettiest piece and began to tease the child.

A blue-eyed little girl under one year old squatted on another little boy's arms, and the same young boy crossed his legs helplessly. He was much stronger than the little baby, and was two heads taller than her.

The little boy was a little stiff, with one hand he was struggling to wrap his arms around the little girl's waist, or to lift her up—God, she was so soft and small, what if she accidentally broke her hug.

"Small...sweet...wow, dumb." The baby's vocal system was not yet fully developed, and little Victoria looked at her father with a weird "indulging and pampering" expression.

It was as if she was playing with her father.

She looks mature and immature, cute enough to explode, and the whole person is "moe" in capital letters.

"Little Vicky knows Ah Fu! How clever." Mrs. Wayne, who was sitting on the sofa beside her, was amazed and praised Diana, who was also young and beautiful beside her.

Alfred, whose hair was not yet gray, suddenly smiled.

In front of her close friends, Diana had no modesty at all. She smiled happily and reservedly: "Even in our place, Vicky has extraordinary talents. She will definitely be an excellent Slytherin or Ravenclaw!"

Alston nodded in agreement when he heard the words, and his silver curly hair swayed with his movements: "I would rather Vicky enter Ravenclaw, you know, an Ollivander will never forget anything!"

However, thinking of the college his wife graduated from, he quickly added: "Of course, Slytherin is also good. Merlin is on top. Slytherin's blood will make her great."

The little mixed-race girl's hair was in curly curls just like her father's at the moment. Seeing her childish father kept seducing her, and refused to give her cookies, she had to ask little Bruce behind him for help. .

She turned her head from side to side, finding that it was difficult for a small baby, so she turned her head up again.

As a result, he leaned forward, moved too fast, and hit Bruce's chin from behind.

"Bang".

Little Bruce's small teeth hit the upper front teeth, and it seemed that he was hurt by the impact, and the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

"Bruce, act like a man."

So he quickly held back the tears.

Seeing this, Mr. Bruce, who was sitting at the other end of the sofa with a serious face, showed a somewhat satisfied and relieved expression.

"Hey……"

After relieving the pain, Little Bruce sighed pretending to be mature.

He grabbed the little girl's trampling feet with one hand, and gently straightened her with the other, and said in a childlike voice, "Little Vicky wants to eat cookies, Mr. Ollivander."