Don't take my blame [comprehensive British and American]

The tall man was dressed in pitch black, with two cute cat-eared masks on his head that did not match his overall style, only his thin lips and firm chin were exposed, and his black cloak spread like a pair of wings in the air.

He saw the man lying on the ground stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over Sienna who was hiding aside, and he pursed his lips.

He tore the man out of the shattered window and hung him upside down from a tree.

"Clement Kroll!" He called out the man's name in a deep and hoarse voice.

Sienna hid herself behind a pillar of the bed, her green eyes looked curiously at the two of them outside the window.

As early as when the man broke in through the window, she withdrew the ability attached to Kroll and hid aside pretending to be scared.

Looking up and down at the man who broke in through the window, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she recognized who this man was.

Batman!

"Where's the Penguin shipment? Tell me!"

"I...I really don't know! When my people arrived at the dock, the goods disappeared!" Kroll found that the invisible restraint on his body had disappeared, but the current situation was more deadly than before.

After Kroll finished speaking, Batman seemed to be in disbelief, immediately lifted him up and then put him down abruptly.

His piercing screams resounded throughout the yard.

"Who else was at the pier besides you and Penguin?" Batman punched Kroll roughly twice, and continued to ask.

"Hey, there are two deliverers, but they were killed by the Penguin, and there are... nothing left."

Batman was very dissatisfied with this answer. He couldn't believe that such a large number of boxes disappeared out of thin air.

"Who coveted this batch of goods! Or who knows your deal, say!"

Kroll was hung from a tree, and his brain was congested, making him a little dizzy. When he heard Batman's question, he replied weakly: "I really don't know, that guy is just working with me. I really don't know about other things."

Confirming that Kroll really didn't know anything else, he punched him again with full rage.

There was the sound of a police car outside.

In the end, Kroll was handcuffed with a bruised nose and face, and was thrown to the police.

Before leaving, Kroll glanced back subconsciously, and happened to meet Sienna who was hiding aside.

Sienna smiled sweetly at her, and Kroll was so frightened that he turned his head and didn't dare to look again.

She pursed her mouth in disappointment.

Batman was about to open his cloak and leave after Kroll was dealt with, when there was a weak but not negligible pulling force behind him.

Batman looked back, saw nothing, and then looked down to see a white and tender hand tightly clutching his cloak.

The girl was small, not reaching the position of his chest. He noticed that the girl was wearing a semi-transparent dress, and her two little feet were standing on the carpet. He didn't know if it was because of his gaze that the girl moved nervously. Move your toes.

Thinking of the information he had obtained before, he probably knew the origin of this girl.

"Where is your home? The police can take you home." His voice was still deep and hoarse, but he was a little more gentle than treating criminals. He pointed to the police car outside.

"Are you Batman? The Dark Knight of Gotham?" The little girl's voice was soft and waxy, not sure if she was a little fluttering just now because of the shock.

But Batman noticed her peculiar accent and tone of voice, which made Batman pause, and he turned to face her.

There is a pair of gray-green deer eyes on the delicate little face. At this moment, he is looking up at him intently. The soft black hair still has a trace of moisture, and the whole person is even smaller by the dress.

Like a little kitten.

The girl's appearance is deceiving, but Batman can't let his guard down.

"Yes girl, who are you and why are you here?"

"I was stabbed by something on the way home, and then I woke up on a stage. It was the uncle who paid me to save me just now." The girl's words were innocent, completely ignorant of adult feelings. The darkness of the world, "But that uncle just now was scary, he always wanted to hug me."

She tilted her head in just the right amount of confusion.

Although it is not sure whether this girl is the one from Arkham, but facing the little girl's performance, Batman still can't make up his mind to interrogate her like a prisoner.

"Now you are safe and can go home."

"What will happen to him?" Sienna pointed to Kroll outside.

"He will be brought to the GCPD and he will be brought to justice."

"What did he do wrong?"

"A lot, and he's going to get the punishment he deserves for that."

Sienna thought about it, but she didn't quite understand what mistake Kroll made, nor what punishment she deserved.

But if you make a mistake, will you be arrested?She doesn't like those cops.

She liked the tall, tough Batman in front of her better than the police, and he looked like a lot of fun.

Seeing that Sienna didn't speak, Batman repeated the question just now: "Where is your home? The police can take you home."

This time, the girl responded, she shook her head slightly, raised her eyes and looked at him tentatively, her voice was still soft.

"No."

Batman, who has always only threatened and interrogated, suddenly didn't know what to do when faced with such a limp little girl.

"Girl, what do you want?"

These words seemed to encourage her, she took a step forward, raised her head and smiled at him.

"Can you take me home?"

"..."

Batman froze for a second, then subconsciously refused.

"The policeman is a more suitable candidate. I can send you there."

I thought the girl would obediently agree when she heard this, but she didn't expect the girl in front of her to suddenly flatten her mouth and her eye circles turned red.

It seemed like I was going to cry in a second.

This made him a little at a loss. Whether it was Batman or Bruce Wayne, they were either facing vicious criminals or mature and interesting women.

This is the first time I have met such a soft little girl.

The girl didn't say no or agree, but looked at him with her head raised and her eyes red.

"..."

The two faced each other for a few seconds before Batman let out a silent sigh.

There was a trace of helpless compromise in the voice of opening his mouth again: "You have won the girl, let's go, I will send you back."

The girl who was about to cry with red eyes one second, when she heard this sentence, her eyes widened in surprise the next second, and her small flat mouth also opened into a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Batman."

Change your face so fast.

Batman glanced at her, thinking.

"I need to leave here with you in my arms, can I?" Incarnate as a dark knight, he still couldn't get rid of the etiquette in his bones.

Sienna had no idea about this, she nodded.

He stretched out one hand through Sienna's knee, and wrapped one hand around Sienna's back. He hugged her horizontally without too much force. His strong arms clasped her tightly in his arms, and then he spread his cloak and flew away. go out.

With her face and body stuck to the hard armor, Sienna writhed uncomfortably.

Batman felt the restlessness in the soft lump in his arms, tightened his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Be patient, we will be there soon."

Sure enough, soon Batman stopped.

Sienna looked around curiously. It was a dark alley. Next to them was an equally dark car. If it wasn't for her excellent night vision, she wouldn't have been able to spot this car.

Sienna sat in the co-pilot seat very consciously. She just sat firmly and a black thing was draped over her body. After a closer look, it turned out to be Batman's cape.

She looked at him a little confused.

"Put it on, you will be cold." Batman turned his head to look at her, his voice was low, and he paused before adding, "Fasten your seat belt."

Sienna looked at Batman and then at the black cloak in her hand, and wanted to say that she was not afraid of the cold, but she swallowed it after thinking about it, but there were still things that needed to be said.

"Seat belt?" There was a trace of confusion in the soft voice.

Batman paused when he started the car, and he looked at the little girl beside him with unclear eyes, as if he was considering whether her words were true or not.

The little girl's gray-green eyes looked at him without avoiding it, and the doubt in her eyes was clear.

He leaned over to approach the little girl, grabbed her left seat belt with his right hand, and then pulled it to the right side of his body to buckle it. The seemingly intimate contact actually kept a polite distance.He stared at her eyes the whole time. The little girl's eyes were full of curiosity. She watched his movements. When he approached, the little girl's body didn't stiffen at all, and her gray-green eyes were clear. After the seat belt was buckled, she I pulled it again, as if I didn't understand the principle.

Batman is a little helpless. It's not that he hasn't recorded seat belts for others, but it was a way for him to flirt with others as Bruce Wayne. Underage girl.

Suddenly a feeling of guilt welled up.

The Batmobile was speeding on the road, because there was a little girl in the car, this time Batman noticed that the speed of the car was not too fast, did he look sideways at the little girl beside her, she was holding her hands on the window, looking curiously Looking out the window.

His eyes were sparkling, and his mouth was slightly opened, as if in surprise.

The doubts in my heart gradually dissipated, and the little girl's every move showed her innocence, which was completely different from the vile girl in the surveillance video.

But the accent is too similar, he needs to confirm again.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"Sienna Clement, you can call me Sienna."

Clermont... Batman thought for a moment, this is a very common surname in France, and he continued to ask.

"are you French?"

Hearing this question, the girl no longer looked out the window, but looked back at him.

"This is the second person to ask this question, why do you want to ask such a question?"

"Your French accent is obvious, especially the uvula."

"What is the uvula sound?" The little girl showed great curiosity about it.

Batman paused for a moment and spoke French.

The man's deep and hoarse voice spoke elegant French, which was exceptionally nice, and Sienna couldn't help but marvel.

"Wow! It's amazing, how did you do it?"

Speaking of which, the little girl threw herself on Batman, her face was very close, and her eyes were fixed on him.

White and thin fingers stretched out to his thin lips.