[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

"Mr. Noel, according to the current situation, your daughter's condition has worsened."

In the room full of the smell of disinfectant, the doctors will always be dressed like that.The surrounding environment is very delicate and quiet, even the standard office can be seen to have been carefully prepared.The luxuriant green radish stays quietly on the desk; the shelf of the filing cabinet is made of mahogany, revealing a dignified taste; there is no trace of dirt on the white tiles, and even the gaps are a uniform gray scale. The curtain and the glass separate the two worlds very well.

Through the small window, you can see the girl's profile. She is lying flat on the cold and ruthless-looking special hospital bed covered with white sheets. Even though she is sedated, she sleeps very steadily. The tools are still firmly fixed where they should be.

The dignified doctor pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with a steady tone, showing his professional attitude and ability. In one night, at the request of the man, they still completed the physical and mental assessment of Iris. With the measurement, the report pieced together from various data is now placed in front of his eyes.

One piece of paper is the data, and the other is a transfer procedure.

"According to our inspection and the information we received from the Metropolitan Police Department, your daughter... the potential risk exceeds our estimate." No matter how calm his expression was, his eyes still had Slightly repulsed, "So even for the last accident, I think you have to pay 60.00% of the responsibility. For the fact that you didn't mention in the admission report that Miss Noel is a mutant."

"Oh, I don't know." The man couldn't control his expression when the doctor mentioned mutants. As a gentleman asked himself, he changed his mentality very well, and said calmly: "She She has been in the care of her mother."

"We have reservations about your statement." The doctor frowned somewhat dissatisfied, but he was good at this and quickly continued the conversation between the two. "What's more, our headquarters suffered a devastating blow in that disaster. If it were said that we could provide the facilities you need to treat Miss Noel, but now we can only refuse."

"Continue." The man said unmoved. If he really thought what the doctor said, there was no need for them to talk, so there must be a compromise.

"In view of Miss Knoll's aggressiveness and manic instability, as well as her original bias," he handed over the transfer paperwork that had been prepared a long time ago, "We recommend Elizabeth Acker in Gotham City. Ham Comprehensive Sanatorium. There are medical equipment sponsored by the Wayne Group, and the environment and location are sufficient to meet your needs, as well as control over this Miss Knoll."

"That's it." The man didn't pay too much attention to any nursing institutions, his attention was only on the Wayne Group, and after nodding in agreement, he reached a consensus with the doctor.

"Very well, prepare the transfer vehicles and personnel in the afternoon."

"Sherlock."

The same street, the same building, returned to the familiar 211B Baker Street, after a tortuous and complicated journey, the two got a cup of stomach-warming black tea under Mrs. Hudson's considerate hospitality.Sherlock took his exclusive position as always, sorting out his thinking palace.John regained his strength on the sofa, recalling the little girl's last attitude towards him with a sad face. He never thought that things would turn out like this, even if he was resentful, but when he picked up the knife , she was already very wrong.

"I'm still wondering when you will ask me about the development of this matter." Sherlock rested his hands on his chin, closed his eyes, and maintained this seemingly meditative movement with balance. "Still annoyed by Aerys' attitude?"

"No, no." Annoyance can't be mentioned, because John doesn't regret it, and if time goes back to that night, he will still choose to stop it.It's just that he doesn't know how to help the girl get out of her demons. He is willing to help even strangers who are plain, let alone friends who have stayed for a few nights and get along well. "Wrong is wrong, I thought you knew that."

"Of course." Sherlock said as a matter of course, "Aerys' emotions have been controlled in the whole matter. I have to say that many things have been missed in the information, especially the past of Aerys and Otto."

"Judging from Otto's familiar cognition and effective provocation of her, he must know a lot." Sherlock felt that it was better to comfort John's heart that had been tortured by himself. Steady. I mean, she's actually been on, uh, sort of the edge."

"Huh?" John was immediately attracted by what Sherlock said, "What edge?"

"Personality. If I'm right, she's not far from split personality. John, you know Iris's real name." He said calmly, as if he just mentioned the weather today, "Self-awareness She has a borderline personality disorder, and spent a considerable amount of time in a nursing home, and now she is in urgent need of drug control."

"So don't pay too much attention to the emotional fluctuations and the hatred she showed."

"Uh, is this something you deduced too?" John couldn't help asking, and it was true that he felt a little better after hearing Sherlock's comfort.

"No, I read the information about her."

"..."

The voice that was explaining slowly in front of the blackboard stopped, causing the students who were listening carefully below to look at their professor.

In order to take care of the professor’s teaching, all classrooms are not equipped with podiums, and the textbooks are held by the teacher himself. The blackboard can be moved up and down, left and right, and the chalk slot is placed on the wall below the middle of the blackboard.It can't be, whoever doesn't listen to the class, they don't dare to pay attention to the professor's class.This is not only because the professor in front of you is the principal of this college, but also because he is the founder of the Men of Police, so he can easily know whether you have a professor X who has deserted.

Feeling the youthful and lively emotions of the students, Charles hooked the corners of his mouth, closed his hands clinging to the book, and then announced the instruction to dismiss the get out of class.

"Huh? Why did get out of class end so early today?" On the way to the search room, Charles, who was alone, ran into Raven at the corner.The latter naturally showed blue skin, and was about to knock on the door of his laboratory holding the experimental items that Hank needed.

"Today's class was easy, and there was one thing that caught my attention."

After many things have passed, Charles will no longer hide any news from the girl he cared for and raised. This is what he promised, and it is also the reason why Raven finally chose to stay.She got the free and relaxed environment she needed.Whenever he thinks back to his younger self, seeing his stubborn behavior of pushing people away, Charles would hold his forehead and sigh.

"You can't take care of everything one by one." Ruiwen complained as usual, even though she knew it wouldn't help.But she also knew that without such a Charles, many things would have changed irrevocably.

"But at least I can help the children who need help right now." In the expected dialogue, Charles smiled helplessly. No one cared too much from old friends, and he would not take the trouble to choose to reject their kindness. "We've been doing this from the very beginning, haven't we? Look at the school now, it shows how effective we are."

"Oh yes, at least it's much more successful than when you delegated power to Eric last time," she couldn't help laughing, "Now the children have graduated from the second term, and the admissions speeches in the past can't be more successful." It can't attract the current students. By the way, did he say when he will come back next time?"

"Well, let me think about it?" Saying this, Charles pressed his two fingers tightly to his temples, and then shrugged easily, "Oh, Eric, he said that next month Back from Switzerland. He also asked what gift you want? I have to say, I'm jealous, Raven."

The tone of the joke was a little childish, and Mystique only said that it blinded her eyes. Maybe she should ask Cyclops for a pair of glasses?

"Come on, he never needs to ask you what you want." She released a hand angrily and opened the door.

Charles reluctantly took off the instrument. He still couldn't get into the mind of this little mutant. After he felt that her ability was not of the psychic system, and she had an emotional outburst before, he began to try.But the results of the attempts all ended in failure, which had never happened before.

Now with just that slight mental fluctuation, he even lost the sense of her position, which is not a good thing.

"Boss, am I right? Such a weak little girl?"

After escorting the subject to her hospital room, the security guard on duty ended his assignment and returned to his office.With the help of the female medical staff, the girl changed into the uniform here, and her nails were neatly cut to avoid any unnecessary accidents after waking up.In order to take care of the emotions of all the patients, the rooms they usually stay in are all independent compartments. The lower the room, the more complete the facilities. Of course, the higher the security level.Most of the time, the glass window looks like an ordinary wall on the inside, but in the corridor outside the room, whenever it is time for inspection, the doctors and security personnel can clearly observe every move of the patient under the adjustment of the system .

Well, the Elizabeth Arkham Institutional Institution, or Arkham for short.

The patients here are not ordinary people in the eyes of ordinary people, and their threat level is all on the high alert list of the Metropolitan Police Department.You may be able to collect all types of criminals with mental illness here, and the security level of this building is probably one of the best in Gotham City.

Therefore, almost all the staff seemed a little unbelievable for the arrival of such an 'ordinary' patient.

A file was then efficiently placed on a desk in an underground base of a mansion.

Bruce Wayne, not in uniform, saw it right after his workout.So Bruce patiently flipped through the short material, and then frowned fiercely.

"What are they doing, a girl with mutant abilities?" He looked at his almighty butler, "Put it in Arkham full of criminals, recuperate? Alfred, this is the time I have been Funniest joke I've ever heard."

Having said that, Bruce's expression was not as vivid as he said.

"It's the truth, master." Alfred's face remained unchanged, and he served him freshly baked cookies.

"Get ready, I'm going to Arkham." His words paused, "What kind of identity do you think is more appropriate?"

"I think, why don't you finish today's breakfast and lunch first, Baked Lobster with Cream Cheese?"

The author has something to say: This chapter is privately set up as big as a mountain! ! ! !

About the X-Men... After I took the shark beauty version of the Apocalypse plot, I think Apocalypse is remarried, right?No matter what, I just want them to love each other, just treat it as a different parallel universe, and don't accept any rebuttals! ! !

Think about it, Lao Wan is strong to the outside world, and the professor has a gentle attitude. Such a combination of a bad face and a bad face is afraid that mutants will have no future!

Hey, you can look forward to what Nina and x23 will show up in the future.

I am watching n52 in Dc comics, but the basic characters are still based on a few movies.

As for Arkham, in fact, Arkham used to be full of mentally ill criminals. It was indeed a general hospital at the beginning, and later, after the dean went in abnormally, it slowly evolved into such a situation.Normal people would be happy after knowing the situation in Arkham, but Aerys' father actually had no affection or concern for this daughter, and this attitude led to a coincidence.No matter what, I just want Yimei to go and love Harley qaq