When you have two sets of superheroes

Shirley bought a car and rented a house with 5000 common currency. After entering the instance, it was afternoon. She drove around Gotham. She originally planned to familiarize herself with the terrain, but unexpectedly, she received a system notification when passing by a hotel. Reminders about triggering quests.

1997: [Ding——B-level task has been triggered: Please participate in the auction exhibition hosted by the Wayne family, and prevent the exhibit [Devil's Eye] from being stolen.Reminder: Formal attire is required. 】

[Do you have an invitation letter, Xiaojiu? 】

[Of course, I will not help you if I can save you trouble. 】

Shirley changed into a slim little black dress. The V-neck and backless design with thin suspenders made her shiver as soon as she got out of the car, and the high heels she hadn't worn for a long time also made her a little uncomfortable. To adapt, she didn't step on the stairs and almost sprained. When she reached out to grab the stairs in time, an arm weakly supported her back from behind.

"Are you all right, miss?"

1997: [Ding—the key figure has been triggered, Bruce Wayne. 】

Shirley stood up straight, turned around and thanked him, "I'm fine, thank you Mr. Wayne."

Judging from his appearance alone, Bruce Wayne is a full-fledged libertine, with a deep and handsome appearance, and a pair of steel-blue eyes that seem to always have such a frivolous but gentle smile, so he doesn't look a little bit inferior Vulgar and frivolous, it will only make people think that this is a flirtatious and affectionate young man from a rich family. If he can be favored, he will be lucky in his life, let alone others.

When Shirley was talking, she noticed that Wayne's arm was slightly stiff, which was extremely short and slight, but after all, she had lived in the last days for several years, and if she didn't even have this sensitivity, she would die.

"It's so strange that I feel unfamiliar with a beautiful lady like you." Wayne put down his hand and looked at Shirley, as if falling in love with her at first sight, with just the right amount of surprise and affection in his expression, "I don't know if I Is it an honor to know your name?"

"Hi Shirley Sue, nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne."

"Shirley." Wayne called out, the name rolled to the tip of his tongue, inexplicably bringing a bit of a sexy, low-pitched voice, "Can I call you that?"

Shirley smiled, "Of course, please feel free."

The two stood on the stairs talking for a while and had attracted the attention of many passers-by. Wayne stepped forward to step on the same step as Shirley, bent his arms, "mayi?"

Shirley hesitated, "Your female companion..."

"I don't have a female companion." Wayne said, sweet words of love came at his fingertips, "Maybe it's God who wants me to meet you here."

Shelly: "..."

Not talking is not shyness, but she doesn't know what else to do except oh.

Pretending to smile shyly to ease the embarrassment, Shirley took Wayne's arm and walked up the steps with him.

This exhibition is to prepare for the auction a week later. Shirley has no research on this kind of artwork, nor does she have any interest or taste in appreciation. After she separated from Wayne, she pretended to walk around and look around. The attention is all on the guests and the environment.

She marked and named all the people she thought suspicious, and displayed them on the system map as blue dots.

While observing the environment, Shirley stopped for a while in front of the exhibit called Devil's Eye, which is actually a gemstone in the shape of an eye, and similar designs can often be seen in luxury jewelry.The sign next to the cordon stated the experience and rumors of the Devil's Eye. This gem was circulated in the hands of several duchesses, and finally fell into the hands of a private collector, and was sold at a high price.According to legend, the devil's eye can be used to open the way to hell on earth, and this layer of mystery undoubtedly adds a lot to this gemstone.

"Like it?"

Wayne walked up to Shirley at some point and handed her a glass of champagne.

Shirley took it with both hands politely, and said, "It's beautiful, but to be honest, I don't have any obsession with jewelry."

"Really, what a pity," Wayne sighed softly, showing disappointment, "There is one less way to please you."

Shelly: "..."

How the hell is this man so fat? ? ?

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, and clinked glasses with Wayne, "Yes, I'm afraid you have to put in more thought."

The two chatted for a few words, and Wayne walked away after a while. After all, his social status is different, and entertainment is indispensable.Although Wayne could stand with Shirley and wait for others to come to greet him, he probably saw that she had no intention of socializing, so he left without entanglement for too long. This level of intimacy was beyond her expectations.

After looking around, Shirley found a place to stand near the porch, with the surveillance camera overhead.

Soon, there was a faint noise outside the door.

Shirley pretended not to be ignorant of a certain exhibit, but in her field of vision was the map in the exhibition hall.When she saw the blue dot representing Wayne going towards the second floor at a not slow speed, she pursed her lips, turned and hid in the porch.

Maybe it was one second or maybe five seconds, the two heavy wooden doors of the exhibition hall were knocked open, and then there was a burst of gunshots, causing the guests to scream and panic.

Among the other suspicious characters marked by Shirley, there are waiters and guests, and they are all gathered with their respective groups at this time, and nothing seems wrong.Instead, Bruce Wayne somehow got outside the building where the exhibition hall was located—maybe he jumped out of the window. After all, the second floor is mostly a tea room and reception room, and there is no place that communicates with the outside.

Seeing that the guests outside were threatened by gunmen and drove them to a place to squat down, and the bulletproof glass covering the devil's eyes was also violently beaten, Shirley couldn't sit still anymore, so she changed into casual clothes and a mask with one click. Climbing on the wooden poles supporting the handrails of the stairs, he climbed up to the second floor like hanging a horizontal bar.

There were six gangsters in total, three armed with guns to guard the hostages, one to watch the wind and two to steal. To be honest, this formation was just to steal a piece of jewelry. , Quickly went through the plan that he had just thought of in his mind again.

[Xiao Jiu, exchange for 10 minutes of night vision function, equip it immediately. 】

1997: [The 10-minute night vision function requires [-] points, please confirm the redemption? 】

【Yes. 】

[Successful exchange. 】

Shirley stepped out and raised her gun to aim at the connection between the crystal chandelier and the ceiling in the center of the exhibition hall. With a gunshot, the exhibition hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.

However, before the last ray of light disappeared, Shirley saw a bat-shaped dart also flying towards the connection.

Shirley's eyelids twitched, trying to control herself not to be stunned - not only because of the bat dart, but also because of the sudden appearance of a blue dot representing Bruce Wayne in the exhibition hall marked by the map, but Shirley, who has night vision skills, could see it clearly. Clearly, apart from the gangsters and hostages, there is only Batman who came to the rescue from nowhere.

She squinted her eyes, and the sharp bullet pierced through the wind, accurately piercing the brow of one of the gangsters, Shirley could even see blood and brains splattered everywhere.There were screams from below, and just as she was about to aim at another person, Shirley saw Batman look up at her position, but his hand movements were not affected, and he still neatly threw the gangster to the ground, and at the same time He shot another bat dart to disarm the other person, and threw the person in his hand out to collide with the other person.

Shirley frowned, not sure whether to continue, the situation has been brought under control, and Batman obviously didn't want her to kill any more.

At this moment, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching, and military boots stepped on the carpet, making a dull sound.

At the moment when the dagger stabbed, Shirley dodged suddenly, hit the opponent's lower abdomen with the muzzle of the gun, and shot down the dagger with the butt of the m416, and then lifted the opponent's calf to lift him from the second floor. Throw it down.

Shirley turned her head to look at the wall. There were three people in one of the study-like rooms. When she was hesitating whether to go forward, Batman shot his claws and flew up to the second floor.

Shirley took a few steps back, Batman gave her a cold look, but didn't say anything, and went straight to the occupied room.

Shirley couldn't help curling her lips. Sure enough, stealing the Devil's Eye was just a cover, but as a real passer-by, she didn't intend to delve into what was behind this cover, and she didn't bother to get involved in things without quest rewards.

Not long after the police arrived late, Shirley resumed her dress and sneaked into the guests when the police first arrived and the scene was chaotic.She noticed that Wayne only appeared at this time, and their eyes met. Wayne walked towards her quickly, worried: "Are you okay, Shirley?"

"No, nothing," Shirley shook her head, she really wanted to hold back some tears of panic, but her acting skills were not so superb, so she could only pretend to be weak and trembling her eyelashes, "I, I, I Hiding...I dare not come out, I..."

Shirley didn't know how she was doing, but because the wooden door was open at this time, it was really cold from the cold wind blowing in from outside, so her shivering was quite from the bottom of her heart, and she almost burst into tears as she was shaking , It's really too jb cold.

"It's okay, it's a wise choice to hide at a time like this. It's okay, Shirley, I'm glad to see you safe and sound." Wayne comforted in a low voice, took off his suit jacket and put it on her.

After the police learned about the situation, they let the guests leave. Wayne drove Shirley home and invited her to accompany him to attend the auction a week later as his girlfriend. Shirley, who had just received the system point reward reminder, agreed without much hesitation. down.

"Then, I'll pick you up in a week." Wayne took Shirley's hand and kissed it softly on his lips, winking at her ambiguously, "Good night Shirley, I hope you have a good dream. Of course, if If you have me in your dream, then it would be perfect."

"Good night, Mr. Wayne." Shirley bent her knees slightly while holding her skirt, and when she withdrew her hand, her thumb brushed the other's fingers intentionally or unintentionally, then she raised her head and smiled at him, politely as if she was just herself. Like a small gesture that I didn't notice, "Thank you for sending me back."

Isn't it just flirting, making it seem like she can't do the same.

The smile in Wayne's eyes deepened a little, and the steel-blue clear pupils became a little darker in the dark night, enveloping her firmly like a thick fog.

"You can call me Bruce, Shirley."

"I think Mr. Wayne is better," Shirley smiled, with a vague glance at the end of her eyes, "After all, too many people want to call you Bruce, I have to be special, don't I?"

Wayne was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, charming lines of laughter formed at the end of his eyes.

"Of course, your wishes are the most important." He said, "Beauty is always privileged."

Shirley wanted to take off his coat and return it to him. Wayne held her hand and said, "Put on, it's cold at night." Then he helped her put the coat back together.

Shirley didn't make any excuses, and said, "Then I'll return it to you after I wash it."

After bidding farewell to Wayne, Shirley returned home, sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, and asked 1997: [What if he comes to me during this time?I think Wayne must be suspicious. When I first met Batman, I covered my face but didn't change my voice. 】

[During your absence, an npc will temporarily replace you to maintain your daily life.Bruce Wayne is the main character, and I'll let you know in advance if he's coming. 】

【……All right. 】

Shirley was thinking about Xiao Chaoying who was still sleeping, and quit the dungeon without staying too long. When they got home, everyone was sitting in a circle on the ground eating.She looked up at the time. From the beginning to now, she has been in the dungeon for more than seven hours, and it is already night in the real world. It seems that when she is in the dungeon, the passage of time and the real world are basically maintained. 1:1 ratio.

"Sister, you're back." Steve looked up at her, "Are you hungry, have you eaten yet?"

Natasha's eyes lit up, "What a beautiful dress."

Shirley poured a glass of water and sat next to them, and told what happened today.

Tony tore off the coat on her shoulders and threw it aside, flew back to the room and took out her own clothes and put them on for her, and snorted softly, "Playboy and Batman? What the hell, split personality?" .”

Peter looked at Shirley nervously, and said, "Sister, don't be fooled by Wayne."

"Am I that stupid?" Shirley poked his little head with a smile, "It's just an NPC, no matter how good-looking and rich you are, you're still an NPC."

"Is he good-looking?" Natasha grasped the point, "How good-looking is he?"

Shirley: "... In all honesty, it's very pretty."

Tony stared at her, not to be outdone, and said, "I look good?"

As the second woman in the family besides Shirley, Natasha sneered: "Although my sister's aesthetics are average, she can tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. I advise you not to humiliate yourself, Stark."

Tony: "..."

===Batcave===

"Master, you are back."

Bruce tugged at his tie and walked down the stairs, frowning as he undid the top buttons.

A Fu looked at his clothes and felt that he seemed to have found something, and asked with a smile, "Master, where is your coat?"

"I borrowed someone." Bruce walked to the computer and called up the monitor of today's exhibition hall. "Today I met a lady whose voice was very similar to the person I met in the alley that day."

"So you lent her the clothes?"

Bruce glanced at the increasingly meaningful smile on Afu's face, "What's so exciting about this?"

"At present, it seems that the lady is not malicious." Afu said, "And I don't think you are suitable for a girl from an ordinary family."

"She killed someone, Alfred, whether it was the day before yesterday or today." Bruce tried to bring the topic back to business. He stared at the screen for a while and said, "It's weird, Shirley said she was hiding on the east side of the stairs." In the grocery room, although this point is doubtful, it is tenable. But the mysterious person appeared very suddenly, and all the surveillance inside and outside did not capture how she came in, as if she suddenly appeared on the second floor. And the exhibition hall was opened before I also checked, it is impossible to hide an m416 and not find it."

Afu thought for a while, and said, "In other words, even if Miss Shirley is the mysterious person, she can't explain what happened today."

"She's suspicious, but..." Bruce mused, "The voice, eyes, and figure are very similar, but her palms don't have the calluses that would result from holding a gun for a long time..."

"So you're going to take it a step further?" Affer asked.

"I invited her to attend the auction together."

"Oh……"

"..."

Bruce said blankly, "Stop laughing, Aff."