When you have two sets of superheroes

Shirley sat on the railing of the old place and waited for Thalia.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and the air was even cooler. She rubbed her injured neck and stretched her neck, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Finally, the man from the dark came out.

"What are you doing?"

Shirley jumped off the railing and walked towards her quickly: "Thalia! Let me see if you are hurt."

"No." The female assassin said coldly, "I'm not you."

Shelly: "..."

Heartbroken.

She asked in a low voice, "Have you been following me?"

"I was just passing by," Thalia said.

This reason was bad enough, Shirley coughed lightly and held back her laughter, so as not to make Thalia even more angry.

"Can you give me your contact information, like a mobile phone or something?" she asked.

"I don't use that kind of thing."

Shirley: "...then what do you use, homing pigeons?"

Thalia glanced at her and asked, "Can you shoot arrows?"

"meeting."

"Is there a bow?"

"No."

Thalia whistled, and two men in black suddenly fell from the sky, their bodies were light and agile, without making any sound, just like the lightness kung fu in ancient Chinese TV dramas.

She reached out to one of them: "Give me your bow."

It was a metal recurve bow with a simple and smooth shape, not fancy at all. The cast iron handle was very thick and looked very textured.

Thalia handed Shirley the recurve bow, and gave her five feathered arrows with flashing red arrows from the quiver.

"This is a signal arrow, shoot this one if you have something to do, and your subordinates will tell me if they see it."

Shirley took the bow and arrow with a dazed face, and asked, "If you shoot them, you will know where I am?"

Thalia nodded.

Shirley: "...The people in your alliance must be good at math."

Talia rarely responds to her one-liners, but today she responded with a rare one: "No, I hate math."

Shirley was shocked and said, 'Have you ever been to school? ' almost blurted out, but fortunately she held back in time, otherwise Talia would have to fight her.But Thalia seemed to see through her unrestrained expression. Her eyes changed several times, and she said, "You are really a test sent to me by the heavens, Nightingale. My subordinates say that my temper has improved a lot."

Shirley was immediately flattered: "Ah, really?"

Thalia said calmly, "Well, those who offended me died happily and without pain."

Shelly: "..."

"I'll be very busy in the future, so I won't show up often." Thalia said lightly, "Be careful yourself, it's best to join the Assassin's League alive."

Shirley: ...No, when did I say I was going to join the League of Assassins? ? ?

She opened her mouth to explain something, but before she could organize her words, Thalia turned around and left, tapped the railing with her toes, and jumped down, as silently as a gust of wind.

Shirley reluctantly put the bow and arrow into her backpack.

The next afternoon, the Avengers decided to send a representative to find Batman's important person. Shirley, as a bridge connecting the friendship between the Justice League and the Avengers (Steve's words), naturally needed to go as one of the representatives.

And another representative is Tony Stark.

... To be honest, as long as Iron Man is around, even if her bridge is made of Zhenjin, it will collapse in minutes, worse than tofu.

And because Shirley's teleportation can't bring people, and it's too time-consuming to go to Gotham through the normal channels, Tony borrowed a set of Mark armor for Shirley and let her fly there together. The landing point is the Wayne Building-this is still Shirley. As a result of trying his best to persuade, otherwise he planned to go directly to Wayne Manor.

Iron Man stopped at the entrance of Wayne Building in a high-profile way. Mark's armor opened to both sides like a cabinet door. Tony in a suit slowly straightened his shirt collar and walked down, smiling at the excitedly looking Passersby beckoned.

And Shirley refused to go on, she had already seen someone taking pictures with a mobile phone, so she didn't want to be on the news.

Tony looked back at her, "Honey?"

"It's warm inside the armor. And..." Shirley said slowly, "it's nice to look down on you, Tony."

Tony's indifferent face: "Oh."

They came to Bruce's office, which was almost as big as the living room in the living area of ​​the Avengers Building. Behind the desk was a whole floor-to-ceiling window, from which almost the entire Gotham could be seen.

"Stark," Bruce stood up with a cold face, "How dare you invade the surveillance system of Wayne Building—" Then he saw Shirley's Mark 13, and couldn't help frowning.

Tony shrugged, he just wanted to save a trip in vain to see if Bruce was in the company, but he still said unforgivingly: "Oh, who made the defenses of Wayne Building so weak that it's like inviting me to enter?"

Shirley tapped him on the head.

Iron Man grinned and covered the back of his head, "Sweetheart, you haven't taken off your armor yet."

"I did it on purpose." Shirley said with a wooden face, and got out of Mark 13, and then saw Bruce's brows frowned even tighter.

"I'm going to find you." He said, although his expression was expressionless, his tone was obviously relaxed, but he froze when he saw the bruise on Shirley's neck.

Before Shirley could speak, Tony said carelessly, "Wayne, we're here to bring Sean back."

"He's a Gotham prisoner," Bruce said.

Tony: "Yes, and Gotham belongs to America—Mr. Wayne, need I explain SHIELD to you?"

The two confronted each other unsurprisingly, and Shirley looked up at the ceiling, as if money would drop from it.

If Bruce refused to let people go, then they could only go through the official channels of S.H.I.E.L.D.—after all, Sean was causing trouble in New York, and the Avengers were injured—the end result is the same, it just takes more effort.

Bruce naturally knew this too, so he didn't make any unnecessary struggles. Tony asked Friday to contact SHIELD's Kunji to transport the prisoners—he originally planned to use the Kunji directly, but was still persuaded by Shirley. I think it's better to get Batman's permission before entering Gotham.

When you're done, Iron Man hugged Shirley's shoulders in a good mood, "Let's go honey, let's go back."

Bruce stared at him blankly, and if it weren't for the wrong location, he really wanted to throw a bat dart there and destroy his reactor.

"Shirley," he managed to keep Stark out of sight, "do you have time—"

Tony interrupted him: "No."

Bruce's whole body trembled, he didn't want to argue with Stark in this childish conversation, but——

"...Stark, watch where you are!"

How dare you argue with him in Gotham? ?Why not go to the construction site to use the waste heat? ?

Bruce's face was gloomy, as if he could extend a pair of bat wings from his back at any time.

Shirley could no longer pretend to be looking at the money counted on the ceiling. She knew that Bruce probably wanted to ask her something, so she said to Tony: "Tony, you go back first, I will go back after dinner tonight."

Tony snorted softly, and when he reached the door, he turned to her and said, "Remember the gate control, girl."

Bruce's eyelids twitched, it's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, he remembered the last time he and Shirley were interrupted by Tony when they were kissing in the corridor.

"Tony Stark!! How dare you say access control—!"

"Bruce!" Shirley jumped up and hugged him, held his face and kissed him on her tiptoes, and put out the fire for Batman, "Hey, calm down."

Bruce: "..."

His brain must have been pierced by the bat dart back then, otherwise why would he think it was no big deal for Shirley to join the Avengers?Now she is starting to protect those people!

But... Forget it, let's kiss first.

So Shirley could only be thankful that she didn't wear lipstick, and that Tony had a good habit of closing the door when he went out.

"Take it easy." She said softly with a bit of complaint, the end of her words was lifted slightly like a baby because of her lack of strength, and was swallowed by Bruce's tongue, hoarsely said, "No. "

The charm of a playboy is that he can be so lingering and almost dedicated to every seduction of the opposite sex, and when he really cherishes a person, his attack power increases exponentially.Especially when the person who did this was Batman who always had a cold face, it was hard for Shirley to say that she was not tempted. She let out a muffled laugh, bit the man's lips lightly, then leaned back and moved away slightly, just His arms were still loosely around his neck.

Bruce let her go away obediently, and saw her injured neck again from a distance. He pulled Shirley's hand and held it in his hand. He frowned again and said, "I have tested Sean's blood. , his cell arrangement is very strange, unexpectedly active, after being traumatized, it can quickly reorganize and maintain high-speed movement, and then affect a group of gene chains called zfhx2 used to transmit nerve signals in a very short period of time, causing temporary sex gene mutation."

"...What do you mean?" The transition from a romantic atmosphere to an academic discussion was too sudden, Shirley was a little unresponsive, "Does it mean that he will heal himself? Or is his perception not strong?"

"Not to the extent of self-healing, but it would give his brain the illusion of self-healing, making him think the wound healed quickly and he wouldn't feel the pain."

"Then his power..."

"Probably a synthetic steroid drug, similar to a concentrated version of a high-efficiency stimulant." Bruce said, "But the time is too short, and I am not an expert, so I can't study it in depth."

Shirley thought for a while and said, "It's okay, Dr. Banner is a biologist, he should have a solution."

"Well." Bruce replied, he turned the computer on his desk to face Shirley, "One more thing, Shirley, this is the surveillance video from last night."

The video starts when Sean walks into the store and ends after Thalia leaves.

Shirley expected Bruce to ask her this early in the morning. She believed that the first thing Batman started to investigate was to watch the surveillance, and if he saw Thalia—you must know that Miss Assassin is not a warm-hearted person. If he will come out to help her, then he must not escape Batman's questioning.

"Shirley, you—" Bruce paused, and changed the question, "When did she find you?"

"It's been a long time." Shirley said indifferently, "Probably...well, a month ago?" She said uncertainly.

Bruce asked, "Do you know who she is?"

"I know." Shirley nodded calmly, "At first I thought it was your ex-girlfriend, then we had a fight, and then she invited me to join the League of Assassins."

Bruce Batman Wayne: "...???"

This development was a bit out of his expectation, and Bruce didn't know what to answer for a while, but he subconsciously said because of the word 'ex-girlfriend', "She's not my ex-girlfriend."

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Shirley comforted him generously, "You even have a son, ex-girlfriend and so on, it's just a normal operation."

"..." Bruce decided to change the subject, "Shirley, she's dangerous."

"I think it's okay." Shirley disagreed with him, "She still helps me." She raised her chin towards the computer screen.

...Yes, that's why Batman finds it unbelievable, and based on this, he believes that Thalia has a bigger conspiracy.

"Then she gave me this." Shirley showed him the bow and signal arrows from her backpack, and quickly took them back, "I don't think she has any malicious intentions for the time being, even if she did, Bruce, I'm not a noob rabbit."

Bruce... Bruce was speechless.He has been in the League of Assassins, so he naturally knows what the signal arrow is for, and he also knows Thalia's temperament. Batman can guarantee that the cold-blooded murderous female assassin has absolutely no interest in being a summoned beast.

Shirley saw Bruce fell silent, she raised her hand to smooth his furrowed eyebrows, and Bruce looked up at her, steel blue eyes with lingering haze.

"Conspiracy theory again?" she asked with a smile.

Bruce pursed his lips slightly, without nodding or denying.

He just doesn't want anything more to happen to Shirley.

"Bruce..." Shirley called him in a low voice, "Barry told me you were studying his speed force."

Batman: "...he talks a lot."

Shirley smiled, "Young people are always more energetic." She lowered her head and squeezed Bruce's hand, saying, "But Barry's Speed ​​Force can only travel through time, not space, Bruce."

Batman said calmly: "No one knows if it can, it's still unknown."

He accepted the so-called dimensional wall fusion, but Bruce knew more about the inside story than anyone else, especially when it came to Doomsday—he knew that sometimes even Shirley couldn't decide whether to stay or not.

Batman doesn't want and will never let this happen again.

Every time Shirley left him, it was unacceptably tragic and tragic, which was deeply engraved in his soul like a brand.Time is a very mysterious thing, some people say it can erase everything, but for Batman, time only makes those past memories more profound and precious.

He always recalls, thinks over and over again, and immerses himself in the dark nights over and over again.Shirley's two disappearances are the most frequent nightmares that haunt him besides the death of his parents. Six years have passed, and even Bruce doesn't know when he formed such a terrible obsession.

But he doesn't regret it.

The author has something to say: I read the preview of Detective Pikachu several times, and the fluffy Pikachu is super cute and the blood tank is empty! ! ! !

Fat Ding loves it too! ! !The little curly hair in front of the forehead hahahahaha

There are also garlic bastards! ! !How can the sound of the frog seeds be so soft and cute! ! ! !

1551 Waiting for the release~