[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

Where will I go?

Iris stood at the intersection, dodging the cameras all over the road.

Her gaze lingered lingeringly across this busy city, the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, some of them had their own breakfast in their hands, but what appeared on their busy faces unconsciously was anticipation and yearning.

Everyone has a reason to exist in this world.

Maybe it's the bondage of relatives, maybe the goal of inner struggle, maybe it's the smile of a loved one.

But all this has nothing to do with her.

The girl couldn't help but miss the afternoon when she was still in Brooklyn.

Think about it carefully, what meaning does this world have for her?

In sunny afternoons, the old lady in the dessert shop always smiles kindly, and the sweet and happy atmosphere floats out of the cracks on time every day. This is probably the favorite place in the hearts of the children nearby.

Occasionally, a stray cat passing by the courtyard will greet her lazily, and meow meowingly, using the aisle on the fence, flicking its tail left and right, and the catwalk it walks is naturally elegant.

She can't see the shops full of ethnic characteristics. The middle-aged uncle is lying on the recliner at the door of his house. His long beard always makes people want to go up and touch it. , He still owes her many stories, about customs and customs, and legends from all over the world.

She would be puzzled, she would wonder, but Aerys had also learned an attitude during those days.

The mood of optimism supported her to go to the neighbors on the same street, greeted jerkyly, and learned interpersonal communication clumsily, which was something she had never thought about before.

After losing a life, the girl has reaped a treasure that only belongs to her and is very inconspicuous in the eyes of others.

She also wants to treat every day as seriously as the people who live here peacefully.

Aerys woke at last, and she lifted the ethereal veil she had put on her eyes.

The real eyes began to look at the world tentatively, and she took all the good and bad things into her heart.

The days in Arkham were so comforting, so calm that my heart spontaneously healed some pain.

Dr. Halle used her way to make herself fall in love with life.

Iris thought of Dr. Quizell, and somehow tears welled up in her eyes.

In the first few days after entering Arkham, her indifference, ignorance, and indifference did not play any substantive role when it came to the doctor.Dr. Quizell pushed her round-rimmed glasses, smiled and brushed aside all the rejections.

Every afternoon, or a doll cat toy that the doctor likes, or a painting that the doctor made himself, the lines reveal jerky, Harley will always bring her these small gifts.

So when Harry stretched out his hands countless times to invite him to her office, Iris finally had a crack in her closed heart.She's grown to love it, and cherishes the little time she spends with the doctor.

Facts have taught her that blindly escaping won't do much, which instead makes her lose important people in unknown powerlessness.

With a shield flying, Captain America, who assisted Arkham security, sent another patient back to his room.Securely catching the spiritual shield, he quickly and quietly passed through the side door of the corridor, and soon he could only see a distant figure.

Although Steve came here with a mission, his good qualities will not keep him out of the way when encountering such a thing.

There are only three or two patients who are still acting like ghosts in Arkham, but they should be the most dangerous guys here.

I just don't know why during this process, the security guards who were carrying out the suppression activities gathered around him one after another.

So the task of finding someone here was helplessly transformed into helping Arkham's security guards and the Gotham police who arrived late, and together they carried out troublesome mopping-up activities for this serious prison escape.

Through the collapsed ruins, the wind that blows away the gunpowder smoke and the faint burnt atmosphere finally brings fresh blood to this construction area with a different air.

The weeds and dangerous plants were eradicated by the rescuers, and the bare yard was quiet except for the occasional passing bird that would make some noise.

The midday sun was hanging overhead, and the unexpectedly good weather made everyone feel relieved.

Steve looked at the empty room as he had expected, and could only look at the sky and sigh.

"Captain, the instrument has detected energy fluctuations in Gotham City, and the position of this fluctuation is still changing." The only accompanying researcher was sent to operate this complex and precise black-tech instrument, and he suppressed his excitement ( ba) Take credit for Captain America in a gua (gua) tone.

"Which direction are you going?" Sure enough, the agents, who were all human beings, heard the captain's tone subtly rising.

"It's in Gotham City." Compared with the real-time satellite map produced by S.H.I.E.L.D., the agent immediately had the answer.

"How fine is the energy?" Steve immediately thought of the unstable value shown during the detection process before, and he asked uncertainly.

"Uh, there is only one large-scale explosion point, and the rest of the energy is already relatively scattered."

"It's okay, contact the S.H.I.E.L.D. base in Gotham, where should we go to land first." The convincing instructions came from his mouth in an orderly manner after he reported the data required by the captain. Everyone started their own responsibilities.

Gotham in the daytime watched them quietly, seemingly as harmless as ordinary cities.Steve was ready to be stationed in the city for a short time.

Sitting in the helicopter, he looked at the horizon slowly disappearing from his field of vision, and felt inexplicably nervous... Wait?

Captain America's smile froze on his face.

Aerys, do you know that he is Captain America?Steve swallowed uncertainly, playing out in his mind all the expected events that might happen in Gotham.

Because of his impulse, he really didn't think about it.

Maybe this time he has to expose his vest in front of the girl?

Captain America is really starting to panic now.

Well, no matter how positive and uplifting you think in your heart, it can't hide your loss of not knowing where to go.

Until a smooth and introverted sports car parked in front of him, a sports car that made people howl speechless after a closer look.

She was still wondering why the crowd cast curious gazes faintly in her direction.

The man in the driver's seat rolled down the car window, and her handsome, mature and stable profile didn't show much in her eyes, but the people beside him saved Batman from the need to introduce himself.

"That's Bruce Wayne?!"

"Oh, the president of Wayne Co.?"

"How did I hear he was a playboy?"

"..."

Hearing this name, Aerys nodded in a daze without the need for others to make any further comments.

Oh, Bruce Wayne!

The current domineering president of Wayne Company is young and promising. He keeps creating all kinds of news for himself during the day, and works tirelessly to maintain the law and order of Gotham at night.

Wait, wait, Batman?

Finally thinking of this, the girl's complexion hidden under the mask froze, and her body shrank slightly into the crowd thoughtfully.

"boarding."

Before she could successfully hide her movements, this concise word exposed her again and became the center of people's attention.

Fortunately, after Iris considered it carefully, she was still wearing a mask that completely covered her face, otherwise, just a strong curious gaze would have made her crouch down and want to find a hole in the ground to burrow into.

As if to cheer herself up, Iris slowly looked up at the calm man sitting in the car.

Under the personable and gentle appearance, the meaningful eyes and faint smile dispelled some unrealistic thoughts in her mind.

What else can I do, get in the car.

If he can find her once, there will definitely be a second time.The unsmiling Batman or the famous Mr. Wayne in front of him?

Well, this is a point (ming) question.

Opening the car door as quickly as an ostrich, the girl sitting in the passenger seat looked around and marveled at the decoration inside the car. The blunt and flattering tone of admiration made Batman couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"Hey, Iris!"

After sitting in the car, she realized that there was a well-behaved and harmless boy sitting in the back seat of the sports car.

Dick, who was also dressed in formal attire, was always smiling, and his shy expression was the same as the image of a good student he showed at Bruce's banquet.

"Robin?" There was a questioning uptick, but Aerys made it clear on his face that he knew exactly what was going on.

"I haven't introduced myself yet!" Robin looked at the girl shyly, "Dick Grayson, just call me Dick!"

"You're not curious why I came to you?" Bruce, who kept his eyes on the front and held the steering wheel steadily, also joined the conversation between the two.

"Huh? What are you curious about?" Sure enough, the identity of Batman does not have such a strong sense of presence after changing his attire. Bruce's easy-going voice is completely different from the hoarse voice under the voice changer, and it is easy to narrow the relationship between him and others. distance.

"Didn't you just tell me the identity of your assistant, it's obvious that you are Batman!"

"Hey, isn't it?" Iris finally realized that something was wrong after she entered the car, "Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your identity after I return to Arkham?"

The girl's puzzled and slightly frightened tone entertained both of them well.

"Look, I knew she'd ask that, Batman!" Dick's clear laugh followed from the backseat.

"You think I'm here to send you back to Arkham?" Bruce couldn't help giving her a look, which made Aerys see clearly the bright smile in the eyes that had always been emotionless in the past.

Regardless of whether the smile belonged to Bruce Wayne or Batman, such a straightforward black-bellied and nasty expression made Iris stop talking as if he was angry, and it was so easy to understand that he almost wrote "I don't Happy" four characters.

Dick looked into the rearview mirror, looked Bruce in the eyes, and they both smiled knowingly.

"Can I make a suggestion?"

In a certain building in Gotham, Steve finished today's exercise wearing only a singlet, with a fresh air of moisture all over his body.

At this time, he received his temporary move-in arrangement, a middle-class independent apartment, a temporary identity certificate, and a temporary company employee position.

The agent who was processing all the materials immediately put down his work and listened carefully to Steve's request.

Captain America flipped through the list of companies that cooperated with S.H.I.E.L.D. After a while, he hesitated to circle one of them.

"My work unit should be under the name of this unit." When the agent nodded and said it was all right, he immediately turned and walked towards the door.

The agents who had always randomly selected these materials looked at the back of Captain America as he left.

Always feel a little run away?No, no, how could he speculate about the captain like this? !

Then he immediately filled in the information selected by the captain into Steve's identity file.

"This company that sells fitness equipment doesn't seem to have anything special?"

The author has something to say: Amnestic syndrome is actually memory avoidance caused by organic pathology of the brain, but the result of this pathology is very similar to what I want to express, so I used this title.

[All the feelings in the previous article are viewed from the perspective of Iris, and the memories of others may be slightly or very different from hers]

The captain is here!Relationship progress: I can only be friends, what can I do (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Well, for the captain, Iris is his more important friend of the opposite sex, an ordinary little girl who has no intersection with his world, but a friend who heard the news that there was an accident before the task at hand was actually involved, he No matter how you say it, I will care about it and do a favor or something!

Captain (confused, vigilant, to Bruce): Who are you?

Master (laughs): I am her father.