When you have two sets of superheroes

The location of the bomb is not difficult to find.

Batman thinks that since the clown has placed the bomb in the nuclear power plant, it must be at the central hub, so that the bomb can play its greatest role.But when the two arrived, they found that several staff members on duty were tied up in a circle, and the bomb was placed in the middle of the circle.

Although Shirley has no research on bombs, this bomb seems to be related to balance—it is made into a cube like a courier box, with four round tubes on the four sides, and the center of each round tube is There are two movable small iron balls, and four round pipes are eight small iron balls.Obviously, if the bomb in any of the round tubes is shaken and the small iron ball touches the metal pieces at both ends, it is time to blow up half of Gotham.

In addition, the clown also left a note for Batman-the password of this bomb device has a total of six digits, and the small iron plates engraved with the password are in the stomachs of the six staff members.He even thoughtfully pasted a small note with a serial number on the hostages' foreheads, as if waiting for Batman to cut open their stomachs and take out the password.

But of course this is impossible, Batman released the hostages without much hesitation and asked them to leave, and squatted down with Shirley to observe the bomb device that had activated the countdown.

"Got to get it out," Shirley whispered, "Give me an abandoned factory or something, Alfred."

Batman looked up at her, frowning.

Shirley smiled, and said helplessly: "There are less than 5 minutes left, you don't think you can put this thing on the Batmobile or Batplane and then carry it to a suitable place to blow it up?"

After seeing the situation clearly, Batman's high-speed brain has come up with at least three solutions. He chose the most efficient method and said quickly: "It will take less than a minute for the Batplane to arrive here. We can Cutting the roof with the laser, and the hook--"

"Bat, the distance from the ground to the roof here—" Shirley gestured, "It's about five meters high, can you guarantee that the bomb will not shake halfway during the transportation of these five meters?" She looked at his face. Eyes, said softly, "You know, my approach is the best of all the options."

When she teleports, she can't bring people but can bring things. As long as she can pick up the device or lift it off the ground, Shirley can take the bomb to a suitable place and let it detonate by itself.

Batman couldn't argue.

This setting of the Joker obviously takes into account the existence of Superman who is a teammate of the Justice League. Explosives such as c4 can be removed together with the carrier, but this balance device——

Perhaps, not only did he consider Superman, Nightingale with teleportation skills was also within the scope of his plan.

Joker wants him to lose her again.

Shirley said it lightly, but if you try to squat down to lift a box, you will find that the timing and strength of the two arms of a person cannot be completely consistent, and the object will have a certain degree of inclination and offset.This difference is insignificant on weekdays, but at this time, every degree of deviation is fatal.

But despite that, Batman couldn't stop her from doing it.

He knew what Shirley said was right, letting her teleport away the bomb was the safest thing to do-it was just for Gotham, and for Shirley, the degree of danger was no less than when Superman took the bomb. Kryptonite spears to deal with Doomsday.

Batman couldn't help but think of Shirley telling him six years ago, "I'll come back to you, 20 seconds at most, and I'll be back."

And he no longer wanted to think about how long he had waited for that day.

Batman didn't speak for a long time, and Shirley didn't intend to wait for his consent.She carefully pressed her hands on the sides of the bomb device, but before doing anything, the beads in the four round tubes swayed, and she was too frightened to use any more force, and her whole body froze like a statue. land.

"Lower your weight," Batman said in a low voice, "bend your arms and try not to straighten them."

Shirley took a deep breath, changed from squatting to kneeling on the ground, lowered her upper body, and put her elbows against her knees as a fulcrum for strength.Although she is strong enough, it is not a good thing to be strong at this time. This device is too light for her, and it is easy to use too much force.

Shirley held her breath, and lifted the device up little by little at a speed slower than the sloth lightning. Under the influence of the external force, the beads in the round tube began to roll wobbly again.Shirley stared at the four round tubes, her heart was beating violently in her suffocating chest, and she carefully adjusted the center of gravity of her upper body, so as not to cause any sudden changes in the foreground when teleporting for a while. Dizzy and involuntarily leaning forward.

She didn't say a word to Batman, and she teleported and disappeared in the blink of an eye after Afu reported the geographic coordinates.

Batman's body froze for a moment, and the silence in the earphones made him uncontrollably recall that day, and he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for the result again.

"……nightingale?"

His voice was barely audible.

"Uh, I have a little problem here..."

Shirley said that she was dumbfounded by her military-like standing posture.

——Who can tell her why she teleported over from a squatting position but turned into a standing position? ? ?Fortunately, this transformation is probably the default of the system, and the position of the small iron ball on the bomb device has not changed.

1997 weakly said: 【You used to teleport while standing up, I didn’t know that teleporting while kneeling would adjust your posture by yourself...】

Shirley choked speechlessly holding the bomb.

She looked around. This is an abandoned factory. There are many operating tables like scrap iron, various chemical barrels and discarded wood, but those operating tables are uneven visible to the naked eye. It's almost the same as letting go and throwing it on the ground.

Is the explosion faster or the teleportation faster?Shirley didn't dare to bet on this time difference that might approach zero infinitely.

She was a little nervous, her breathing could no longer be kept steady, and the iron ball started to vibrate slightly when she moved it.The countdown to the explosive device was only over a minute away. Shirley's mind was filled with the voices of Steve and the others trying to find a way, and Batman's questioning voice was heard in the earphones. She barely cleared her mind and gave Tony to her. The made mark armor is taken out from the backpack.

"Good evening, Miss Nightingale."

"Good evening, Friday." Shirley said quickly, "Can you help me connect this device and make sure that the iron balls inside don't touch the ends of the round tube?"

"A balanced trigger device, the power is equivalent to a five-kilogram C4." Friday had already scanned the bomb while reaching out, "I will try my best."

Needless to say, the accuracy of the robot, Friday controlled Mark's armor to catch the bomb without shaking at all, but when she slightly bent her right leg and tried to squat down, two iron balls began to slide, and Friday stopped moving instantly, maintaining With one leg bent and the other standing upright, he froze in place.

"Please leave first, Miss Nightingale." Friday said, "The countdown is still 42 seconds away, the friction between the iron ball and the glass tube is too small, if you want to put it on the ground smoothly, my estimated success rate is only 41.35% %."

"Then you're going to—"

"It's just a piece of armor, Miss Nightingale." Friday said, "It's meant to protect your safety, sir, you won't mind."

"Thank you."

Shirley didn't say much, and teleported back to the nuclear power plant, where Batman was still there.

"I left the Mark armor there," she said, looking around with clairvoyance, worried there was another bomb.

But in this regard, Batman has a lot of trust in the "character" of the clown. The clown disdains this low-level and untechnical method of concealing the facts, and he prefers some interesting arrangements.

Robin successfully escorted the clown and Harley Quinn into Arkham, and the fire that started in the abandoned factory due to the explosion was extinguished in time because Aff notified the police in advance, and it did not cause any bad effects.

Shirley stayed at Wayne Manor in the evening, and the Joker's affairs were temporarily over, but Batman's mood was still a bit low, or it was a kind of... a mood similar to depression, which was directly reflected in something that happened in the The time of harmonious movement at night.Although Shirley's physical strength is much higher than that of ordinary people, she is still an ordinary person in terms of voice. She feels that her voice is almost hoarse.

After finishing the work and taking a bath, the sky was already pale. When Shirley lay down on the bed, she didn't want to say a word. Bruce hugged her from behind, gnawing on the squirrel like a satiated squirrel. Like a fruit, he gently pecked and kissed the back of her neck.

Shirley knew he was bored, but it was impossible for Batman to speak up, not even in this lifetime.She can only rely on guessing, guessing a little bit, and then pulling it out little by little like snatching food from a puppy's mouth.

She turned over to face Bruce and asked, "What are you thinking?"

The matter of the clown has been settled. Batman is not used to the behavior of the Arkham warriors escaping from prison, but he is not so upset by it; the bat cubs are also normal, Jason has been very obedient recently, and strives to win the night watch opportunity; and she...

"Who is Xiao Jiu?" Bruce asked.

He'd never asked her that question, and Shirley guessed Bruce wanted to investigate it himself, and he probably knew she wouldn't be able to answer it if he asked.

Shirley tilted her head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

There is only one reason for asking Xiaojiu, and that is about her disappearance.

But tonight's task was not done well, why did Bruce suddenly think of this, could it be because the two of them were in danger...?But isn't this a normal thing in their experience?

The common problem of superheroes and vigilantes is that they tend to take responsibility for themselves; the common problem of Batman is that he always thinks too much about everything.

Xue Li had a hard time guessing, and she was still a little tired, so she managed to hold back a yawn.Bruce smiled, ruffled her hair, and said, "Go to sleep, you're sleepy."

"No." Shirley mumbled and leaned into his arms, "I won't sleep until I understand what you're thinking."

"Shirley," Bruce stroked her long dark brown hair gently, "you know, you could have left Gotham alone."

This sentence can be interpreted in two ways. One is that Bruce doesn't want her to intervene in Gotham anymore, because this is his territory.But this possibility is unlikely. Batman has already accepted Nightingale to a certain extent, so he won't drive her away again at this time.The second is that he doesn't want her to be in danger because of Gotham. At present, Shirley believes that this interpretation is very likely.

And to some extent, she did guess part of it.In Batman's view, Gotham is just "the city where Batman lives" to her, and the Joker is just "the enemy of Batman".She's here, doing these things with him, just because Batman is here.

Shirley chose to join the Avengers herself, and it was her job and responsibility to protect the world; but if something happened to her because of him, it would be of a different nature.

Although she somewhat understood what Bruce was thinking, Shirley still didn't understand why he had such thoughts.

She raised her eyebrows and sat up holding the quilt, "Do you think my ability is not enough to deal with clowns?"

Bruce sat up, too, and said, "You know I don't mean that. But...the battle for Gotham is never over, Shirley—"

"There's no end to the wars in this world, Bruce." Shirley sighed. "Yeah, I'm in Gotham because of you. But is that hard to understand? We're lovers, and I just want to give you what I have." Just the best support you can give. Bruce, sometimes you have to learn to respect and accept what others have given.”

This topic is obviously a bit disappointing to talk about now, after all, they have been so intimate just now, but Shirley thinks that it is better to make it clear at once than to leave this hidden danger until later.

"I know you want to protect me and don't want to let me get hurt, but I also want to protect you, Bruce. Think about it from my perspective, every time you face those people in Arkham, I will also worry, Just like you worried about me when the S.H.I.E.L.D. incident happened and I had to go back. It doesn't go away just because you're Batman, your strength is for Gotham, and you're nothing to the people of Gotham The dark knight who can't, but to me, you are just an ordinary person who will hurt and bleed when injured, and needs to be protected."

"Even a bat needs a nest and a family, Bruce. And... isn't that what two people are meant to be together, to be each other's weakness and armor?"

Bruce didn't speak, he rarely showed emotion, but Shirley could often observe the emotion in his eyes.Although she didn't get an answer, she could see that the words had an effect.She smiled, leaned over to kiss him, and lay down holding him.

"Okay, don't think about these useless questions, I will be angry." Shirley yawned, trying to ease the dull atmosphere, "I don't seem to be angry with you, Bruce, the first time between us A quarrel cannot be wasted on such meaningless issues."

Bruce raised his eyebrows: "...doesn't make sense?"

"Of course, no matter what, I will stay with you in Gotham anyway. I'm not saying Batman can't do without Nightingale, but you should have read the polls. People are still happy to see Nightingale reappear in Gotham." Shirley yawned again, she was so sleepy that tears were about to come out, she took Bruce's hand and put it on her waist, "Rub my waist quickly, it's sore."

Bruce pinched her face, and the cold and ruthless eyebrows and eyes were soaked with warmth. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I remember you said that your physical strength is not much worse than that of Captain America."

"..." Shirley opened her eyes and looked at him, "Don't you think...it's weird to compare me with Steve in this kind of thing, at this moment?"

Batman: "..." Captain America subconsciously appeared in his mind.

It seems that it is a bit strange...

Shirley was so sleepy that even though Bruce rubbed her lower back, she quickly fell asleep. Bruce withdrew his hand after she fell asleep, tucked her under the quilt, and lay down quietly together for a while before getting up. bed.

"Master?" Fu was a little surprised, he got up earlier than usual.

"Make breakfast, Shirley should be hungry when she wakes up."

Aff: "..."

He tactfully reminded Batman: "Miss Shirley doesn't like to eat too greasy meat in the morning."

Bruce, who had just taken chicken chops and eggs out of the refrigerator to grill, was lost in thought.

Although Shirley also drinks coffee and eats sandwiches, it's all to save trouble. She seems to prefer porridge herself.But Bruce's cooking skills can only support his fried eggs and fried steak. After all, both of them only need to put a small piece of butter in the pan, then put the chicken steak, turn it over-wait-turn it over- Wait... The steps are relatively simple, and Bruce has traveled alone for a long time before he can recognize what eggs and chicken chops look like when they are cooked enough to eat.

"Should there be ingredients at home?" He asked Afu.

"Yes." Afu nodded, "Miss Shirley likes to eat porridge with preserved egg and lean pork, as well as French fries."

Bruce rolled up his sleeves, "Okay, come on."

Aff: "..."

Actually... Chinese cooking is much more difficult and risky than Western cooking...

Shirley was woken up by a sound like an explosion. She sat up all of a sudden, thinking that Wayne Manor had been invaded, but when she hurried out wearing a vest and shorts, she found thick smoke billowing from the kitchen, and she was stunned. He stopped and stood by the railing with Dick and Jason who were also woken up and looked down.

Dick only took a glance at the head, then looked away, and covered his face weakly: "Father has trouble with the kitchen again."

"Can't make it?" Shirley blinked, "He made me coffee and sandwiches, and they tasted alright."

Jason said coldly: "The coffee is made by a coffee machine, the bread is toasted by a toaster, the chicken chops are bought in Chinatown and marinated, and the eggs are cooked on a warm fire. Take a spatula and do nothing else. We ate egg and chicken sandwiches for a week when Alfred was sick."

Shelly: "..."

She went downstairs and was choked by the thick smoke before she got close to the kitchen. She covered her nose and asked A Fu, "What are you doing?"

"French fries."

Shirley glanced at the dark bottom of the pot, "French fries or fryer?"

Afu held back his sigh and said, "Master accidentally poured water into the oil pan."

Shirley: "...why do you pour water into the frying pan?"

"He wanted to add it to the pot next to the porridge, but he put it in the wrong place."

Shelly: "..."

She couldn't help laughing, and Bruce poured out the pot of preserved egg and lean pork porridge that was hard as rice without saying a word, Shirley hugged his waist from behind, and tiptoed to kiss him when Bruce turned his head. Touching his lips, he dipped his hand in some water to help him wipe off the black spots on his face that were blackened by the smoke.

"Okay, let me do it, what do you want to eat?"

"Apple pie."

Bruce pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was very pleased with the good morning kiss that Shirley sent immediately, like a cat purring comfortably with its chin scratched.

"Okay, make Batman's exclusive apple pie." Shirley smiled and squeezed his face between her hands, and kissed his pouty lips again, "Apple pie is time-consuming, the refrigerator There is juice in it, drink some first, and eat a bread mat to cushion your stomach."

After settling down with Bruce, she asked Dick and Jason who were following behind, who were stunned by the pouting version of Batman: "What do you want to eat?"

Bruce squinted blankly.

Dick: "Wh-anything is fine..."

Jason is fearless: "I want apple pie, too, and I want to bake muffins."

Author has something to say: *Bruce Straight Wayne (purely): "You said you're not much less physically fit than Captain America."

Shirley (confused): "...What's the matter, do you still want to try Captain America's physical strength? Or are you more satisfied with...Captain America than me?"

Bruce: "……………………"

*After watching Avengers 4:

Ah...it's okay, it's okay, I'm writing about DC, I'm writing about Batman, it's not a big problem...

3 seconds later: m speaks like a Batman movie, I dare to watch it several times orz