When you have two sets of superheroes

Shirley only inhaled a small amount of scarecrow poison gas, so the problem is not serious, and she can repair it by herself in a day or two, not to the point where she needs to use the system's virtual repair chamber-that is basically only one hand in hell It's used by people outside, luckily she hasn't been in for so long.

After that, Bruce called a few times to apologize, Shirley said it was okay, she knew that both Bruce and Batman must be very busy recently - the ordinary people affected by the poisonous gas in the mall that day almost filled the public and private hospitals in Gotham City , as Bruce Wayne, he must always pay attention to the patient's situation and fund the rescue, while as Batman, he needs to continue to investigate the clown who is still absconding.

But what Shirley didn't expect was that she would be the first to see the clown.

One evening, a young man in a sweater, hood and carrying a schoolbag stopped Shirley at the corner of the street and asked her to fill out a questionnaire.

Shirley took the pen and paper, but the first question she saw was: [What is Batman's real identity? 】

It is no exaggeration to say that Shirley's white hair came out all of a sudden, she raised her head suddenly, her right hand under the questionnaire tightly clenched the ballpoint pen in her hand, and her arm muscles tensed.

The clown took off his hood, revealing a pale face and bright red lips.

"Aha...cute kitten." The clown pierced a tiny needle into her neck, "Come on, play a game with me."

Shirley relaxed and closed her eyes.

... Forget it, let's put a long line to catch big fish.

She counted the time, and it was night when she opened her eyes again. She was hung in the tower room of the clock tower by her wrists, her toes barely touching the edge of the ground, and there were nearly ten giant gears rotating in front of her. If a person falls in...

Well, the picture is a bit beautiful, but I still don’t want to.

The clown was sitting on the iron hanging ladder next to the gear, playing with a saber in his hand, shaking his head and humming a strange little tune. Seeing Shirley wake up, he grinned, "Good evening, kitty."

Shirley stared at him, and the clown held the handle of the knife and said, "You know what, I found something interesting."

"It seems... Batman always pays special attention to a neighborhood." The clown tilted his head and narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Do you know why, kitten?"

Shirley gritted her teeth secretly, fuck your little kitten.

Steve: 【...language. 】

Suddenly, a black shadow flickered across Shirley's eyes, and the clown quickly threw the military knife into his left hand, and put his right hand on a wrench beside him.It was a roller skating device, and nylon ropes were looped around the rollers and bound Shirley's wrists.

Batman was flipped in from the top of the outer dial, he blocked almost all the light, and looked at the Joker with cold eyes.

"You don't want to see your kitty turn into a jelly, do you, Batman?"

The clown giggled, and moved his body a little restlessly. He became excited almost visible to the naked eye, and the corner of his mouth with a hideous scar opened a huge arc.

"What do you want?" Batman asked quietly.

"Take off your mask," the clown's eyes widened and he blinked nervously, he gave a short laugh and said sharply, "Batman, take off your mask, I want to know who you are."

Batman turned his head and looked at Shirley, his pupils trembling slightly, Shirley and he looked at each other, she knew he was trying to find a way, but there was a large gap of gears between Batman and her, the clown's hand was on the There was no way he could save her in time.

"Don't listen to him." Shirley said, looking him in the eyes, "I'm fine."

The clown holds the wrench.

The three stood still for a few seconds like a movie cassette, and then Batman raised his foot and walked towards the Joker, touching the edge of the mask with his left hand.

The Joker looked at him excitedly, he was a little uneasy about Batman approaching, but the wrench under his hand gave him a little confidence, not to mention that he was about to take off his mask——

Shirley took a deep breath, lifted her lower body vigorously from her waist and abdomen, and at the same time grasped the rope with both hands, and jumped up like a pull-up before the clown pressed the wrench, and barely grasped the bottom of the pulley above the rope , like pinching a discus.

Thanks to the clown, this is probably a poor-quality pulley found in a junkyard. It has long been rusted, and the friction is simply not normal. Otherwise, if it is brand new, she probably won't be able to hold it for long.

"Bat, catch him first!"

Shirley stopped drinking. Even though she was startled by her action, she still stretched out her hand to pull her Batman. She clearly saw the pupils of the other party shrink suddenly. Batman, who has always moved quickly, froze for a second. He looked deeply With one glance, she turned and caught up with the fleeing clown.

【Tony? 】

【coming. 】

Tony's little robot flew out of the backpack, cut Shelly's rope with a laser, and then went back into the backpack.

[Uneasy girl, I must make you a hand armor. 】Tony whispered.

Xueli took a deep breath, quickly grabbed the top of the pulley with her left hand, and then grabbed it with her right hand, driven by the strength of her waist and abdomen, her lower limbs swayed a few times as if on a swing, and jumped forward with all her strength , almost stepped on the floor.

Batman and the Joker didn't run very far. Inside the clock tower were suspension bridges for maintenance workers. The fight between the two caused the already fragile suspension bridge to shake violently.

Shirley was still in the tower, watching them with an anesthetic dart in her hand, raising her hand and throwing it vigorously when the clown was fully exposed.

The special anesthetic provided by the system is a condensed version. The clown fell to the ground almost immediately. When he fell on his back, he saw Shirley lying on top of him. He stared at her face with crazy eyes, and then grinned, " Is it Nightingale...? Ha, I remember you."

Batman knocked him out with a punch.

He picked up the clown, looked up at Shirley, his eyes were cold.

Before this, whether it was Bruce Wayne or Batman, whether it was looking at Shirley or Nightingale, there had never been such a look.

Shirley pursed her lips and said, "I'll go back first, and come to me after you've dealt with it."

She teleported home and threw herself on the bed.

The little Chaoyings were quiet for a long time, even Tony, who was usually the most outspoken, remained silent.

After a while, Peter said cautiously and childishly: [Sister, sister...? 】

[I'm fine. 】Shirley propped herself up on the bed and slowly sat up.

As early as the moment she put on the mask, she knew that today would come.

She thought of Batman's eyes, bit her lips hard, and said to herself, forget it, it's just an npc.

But another voice in his heart asked him, if he was really just an npc, then what if he took off his mask, and what if he died?

After receiving the notification from 1997 about the completion of the task and the arrival of the reward, Shirley rubbed her face irritably.

She finally decided to change into her uniform and wait for him on the rooftop.

Batman came quickly, Shirley turned around and stood with her back against the railing.

Batman stared at her, and there was a moment of relative silence between the two, before he asked, "How much do you know."

Shirley said lightly: "You know everything you should know."

Batman turned his face away, looked at the night for a while before turning back, and then asked: "When did you know?"

Shirley pursed her lips, she had nothing to hide from the matter so far, but the only thing about the system...

"When you - when he missed appointments frequently and you showed up frequently."

She cautiously found a node with more intersections with Batman.

Then there was another silence.

Batman's cloak was blown up, and when Bruce put on the suit, it often represented absolute rationality, but now, when he looked at Shirley's appearance - there was no wave, as if he had nothing to do with what happened. The so-called is the same, the side of Bruce under the Bat armor can't help but want to ask her-have you never cared about anyone, whether it's me or Batman.

Batman is always sensitive and suspicious, Shirley said she only discovered his identity at a later stage, but who knows for sure?Maybe she knew it all along, maybe she was purposely getting close to Bruce Wayne to get close to Batman.

Maybe, everything was fake from the beginning.

She lied to him.

Batman knows he shouldn't be thinking about these irrelevant things at this time, he should interrogate her and dig out her purpose in Gotham, but——

Batman moved his lips.

you lied to me.

These four words lingered in his mind.

"Don't look at me that way," Shirley said unbearably, and she stepped forward to approach him. "Batman, what I do is the same as yours."

Conceal your identity, get rid of the relationship with your normal identity, and fight crime at night, even if the last one is because of system tasks and not from the heart, but——

"I'm sorry for hiding... He and you, some things. But, whether it's for you, for him, or for Gotham, I have a clear conscience."

Shirley left after saying this, and she couldn't stay any longer.

Batman's hoarse voice came from behind: "Leave Gotham."

Shirley left without stopping, and Batman stood silently in the dark night, Afu sighed through the earphones, and he said, "My lord, what she said is right."

Batman didn't speak, he went back to the Batcave, pausing when he passed the shelf where the Bat armor was hanging.

Next to the shelf is a bat figure.

He raised his hand and pulled it off, throwing it into the trash can.

"master……"

Bruce changed into his normal clothes, didn't wait long, turned and walked up the stairs.

Alfred sighed again.

An hour later, Bruce came back, put on his bat armor and went out.

Afu made tea for him, but when he went down to the bat cave, he saw no one, only a dirty baby bat hanging on the shelf.

Shirley sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a bat dart in her hand, and a note was tied on the bat's sharp, angular wings.

[If you want to stay in Gotham, it's best not to let me find you at night. 】

Peter whispered: [Sister...]

[I won't stay any longer, I'll leave in three days. 】