[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

"boring."

"boring boring boring!"

Iris ravaged the mashed potatoes that smelled good in her hands. The originally golden salad with brown and black pepper sauce was crushed by a spoon, and the lumpy rhizomes were smashed and sticky. at the bottom of the bowl.

In this hall, no one cares about what she did. The medical staff came to contact these patients with extremely low safety factors in their off-duty hours only when they were full.

Patient?It's a pity that they can only do worse things than girls.

The tables and chairs are brand new, probably because they will be replaced frequently.

I don't know what Dr. Quizell is doing these days. I haven't been able to see her for many days. Even the daily work is taken over by another cold male doctor. Iris is full of words to deal with this person. It always takes a lot of her patience.

Well, for the sake of Harley's life, she can bear it for a few more days.

"Miss Noel, your free time today is over, next..."

"I want to go back to my room." Without even looking at the man approaching in front of her, Iris stretched out her hand and pushed all the tableware to the other side of the table. corner.

"Then it should be..." The security guard was very embarrassed, he was only here to convey the doctor's arrangement, and he didn't want to touch the mold of these patients unless necessary.

"I'm just telling you that I don't intend to discuss it." Aerys raised his head, his tone seemed extremely sincere, but his irritable expression prevented him from talking about the following arrangements.The girl stood up on her own, and walked into the corridor. The tall security guards could only follow closely behind her, keeping a safe distance.

"..."

The sudden stop made the security guard vigilant. He stretched out his hand to the outside of his thigh and touched the electric shock baton with his palm.

Aerys' eyes were fixed on the escorted man who appeared from around the corner in front of him.As she clenched her fists and her veins bulged slowly, the escort who walked halfway spotted her immediately and put on a vigilant posture.

The man who was expertly strapped to the transporter certainly noticed her too.

"Let me see who this is?" The man's tone was as relieved as seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. Judging from his unsurprised expression, it was clear that the reason why he was imprisoned here was not simple. "Iris, nice to meet you, good girl."

Her eyes started to bloodshot as the familiar voice sounded.

Prisoners from New York were assigned to Gotham?No matter who told Aerys this was true, she would not believe it.

But she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Are you happy, Dr. Brown?"

Aerys heard a strange tremor in her own voice, and she couldn't help thinking about why she was trembling?

The memories that were protected and sealed by the body began to come back, and the emotions that were pressed in the deepest part of the mind were mobilized together.

Fear?impossible.

excited?Not so much.

Excited!bingo.

"No matter what the reason is for you to come to me, this is my chance."

"J......"

There was a click, and the noise from the restaurant that hadn't been closed made the security guard subconsciously look back.The bowls and chopsticks fell straight to the ground, as if an invisible hand was controlling it, and the long, narrow weapon was formed in this way.

Sharp ceramic shards immediately appeared on the girl's hands.

"Hold her down!" The commotion quickly triggered the alarm here, and the guards with live ammunition poured in one after another. Only the sound of bullets being loaded was heard, and the dark armed forces immediately surrounded the place.

Otto, whose wrist was cut, was overturned on the ground, and the transport vehicle faithfully pressed beside him became his umbrella instead. Iris couldn't see Otto's figure, which made her feel even stronger. for crazy.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" The electric current erupted mercilessly at her waist, and the intense tingling pain knocked her out of consciousness. The electric shock caused a convulsive physiological reaction, and the murder weapon in her hand fell to the ground.

The limp and uncontrollable body was immediately suppressed by several logistics personnel who arrived in a panic and put on a straitjacket. Her hair was messily scattered on both sides of her face, and the pupil in the center of her ice blue eyes shrank to focus. In the end, he could only let out a few hoarse groans feebly.

"Prepare for treatment room No. [-]." The unknown doctor who appeared next to her at some point gave an order calmly. Due to the confusion, no one noticed his expression, which made him smile more reassuringly and presumptuously.

"Have you stabilized your mind?"

All Iris could see was two heavily armed medical staff working beside her. They were fiddled with an instrument she didn't know, and the tick-tock sound made her shake her head involuntarily.

"A moderate amount of sedative has been administered, sir." One of them briefly put down his hands and turned his face to the communicator next to him. "Physiological response is normal, should we do routine examination first?"

"Yes. Two blood samples are left, and I will send them to the city hospital for in-depth testing." The man said calmly, standing outside the glass window, watching the movement of various instrument panels. "The drug content is strictly controlled."

Her vision began to blur, and she couldn't help but want to see the face of the source of the voice clearly.

"Aerys, Aerys?"

The eyes are stained with haggard dark circles, and the skin clearly shows that its owner has no time to do maintenance these two days.

Harry returned to Arkham's office listlessly, and changed into the uniform prepared inside.Adjusting the collar, she casually turned on the surveillance camera in the room of the two of them. With a fixed gaze, she saw the pale and sleepy Iris bound on the bed on the big screen.

Walking in a hurry in the aisle, the people who came and went consciously gave way for her. After all, Dr. Quizell's expression didn't look happy, and they didn't want to cause trouble for no reason, right?

"What happened?" There were three people stationed outside the door of the girl's room, and she asked them seriously, speculating in her heart what might happen and how she would deal with it.

The leading security guard briefly told Dr. Quizell the ins and outs of the incident.In Arkham, they had long been used to these things happening and they had their own set of countermeasures. Harry listened patiently, then swiped his card and entered the girl's room.

Iris didn't have a case of mania, she thought, turning over the girl's finger that she accidentally cut herself, and Harry showed a rare look of embarrassment.

The device that Arkham equipped her happened to vibrate at this time, and it showed that the information of several new patients had been updated for her.

After reading the updated content, she suddenly realized that she pressed the lock screen button, closed the device and put it in her pocket.Dr. Quizell stood by the bed and looked at Iris complicatedly, and gently stroked the girl's forehead with his palm.

If it were her original self, she probably wouldn't know whether what Iris did was right or wrong.But after being instigated and brainwashed by the clown, certain thoughts were well engraved in her mind.

Halle remembered this incident, and carefully kept a copy of Otto Brown's detailed information.

The grievance suffered by the beloved girl, she can ask for a little bit back for her.

"Bruce, Bruce?"

Dick's clear teenage voice added a little life to the dark place.Batman, who had been sitting in front of the main computer all day, rubbed his swollen temples, and looked at the two walking together.

Underneath Wayne Manor, pipes extending in all directions lead to all directions of Gotham. The center of these pipes is the legendary Batman's lair, the Batcave.A wide variety of weapons, exercise equipment, and high-tech facilities are displayed here, playing their greatest role.

"Master Bruce, Young Master Grayson has completed the homework you have arranged for this period." Alfred reported the situation in the same way as in the past, still holding a calming drink in his hand.

It's just that hot milk doesn't look like Batman's choice by any means.

"Coffee, thank you." The expected reply.As soon as the chair was turned, a simple instruction made the completion of Robin's mission reflected on the suspended screen.Looking over the evaluation given by the system and some detailed information, Bruce's tone was filled with relief that both of them could feel.

"Hey! So I passed your assessment?" Dick's emotions that had been suppressed for several days were expressed at this moment. It seemed that at this time only running around could slightly calm his excited mood. He jumped up and down with familiarity. Surrounded by generations of modified Batmobiles, bodies dangling casually in caves, "Great, Batman!"

"I'll be able to officially go on missions with you in the future!" He couldn't help laughing, and what appeared in his mind was the scene of himself accompanying Gotham's vigilantes to fight criminals. This goal has been his goal all these years Reasons to persevere in training.

"Of course." Bruce was also happy for him to achieve such a result, after all, he was a student who had been teaching for several years.

Regardless of talent or hard work, he sees all of Dick's performances. He will become a qualified assistant, and maybe he will become his heir in the future.

Right now in Gotham, relying on him alone is more than enough.

Looking at Dick, who seemed carefree and looking forward to the future, his next words made the young Robin immediately quiet down.

"Your first mission is to accompany me to deal with the gangsters that I have investigated these days."

"It is the enemy who killed your parents."

"...Make sure to complete the mission, Batman." The usual sentence, the usual content, just added a weight to the words.

"I think Young Master Grayson will definitely not disappoint you, Master." The old butler looked at the back of the young man leaving, and he looked at the helpless but persistent Bruce seriously.

"This 'job' is really not easy." He laughed at himself, "I must ensure that Dick's heart will not be shaken by hatred."

"It's hard to imagine Little Dick going astray, master, you always think too much." Alfred couldn't help but said.The young Robin is the second child he has been with for a long time besides Bruce. It can be said that he has watched the growth of the child. He has full confidence in his own vision.

"I know too, Ah Fu." Bruce stood up calmly, moving his joints that were stiff from sitting for a long time, "It's just that I have been on the verge of degeneration several times."

"I dare not gamble, and I can't gamble."

"You are always right."

In a room at an unknown location in an unknown block of London, Moriarty received a courier that traveled across the ocean.

Inside the black package was a blood sample that was clearly unlikely to pass the security check.After cutting contact somewhere in Gotham, he dialed the Manhattan IP address.

This is the baby they are chasing after.

He rarely expressed his distaste for the institutes hidden behind their bright exteriors.

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