[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

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The never-before-heard word silently rolled over on the tip of Bruce's tongue.

The unknown is always unsettling, and Batman never denies that he's just human.

In this world of chaotic power and gods, there are really too few things that ordinary people can do.

Just thinking of such a thing existing in the underground of Gotham made his nerves tense to the point of buzzing.

However, on the surface, he was still taciturn and emotionless, and nodded: "I will investigate."

Diana looked at him carefully for a long time, then suddenly frowned, and said unceremoniously: "You think too deeply, B, you are always like this."

The dark armor turned to face her, and the pale eyes of the helmet blocked all the emotions of the master.

"..."

"..."

Facing such a dark knight, Diana sometimes feels powerless.

She and Steve have walked through the years that are as long as ordinary people, and have seen most cities, most heroes, and most crimes in this world.

But even her lover who served in the military said that Batman was the most burdened... person he had ever seen?Ghast?machine?

Just like ordinary people would think that it is impossible to stimulate all the potential of the body to the extreme, Wonder Woman, who yearns for light and warmth by nature, cannot imagine what it would be like for a person to immerse and push herself into the deepest darkness feelings.

"...the abyss will devour you."

Diana reached out and stroked Bruce's shoulder armor.

"I used to think that leagues would teach you to share something... with someone you can trust."

But the more we get along, the more I find that, as an absolute skeptic and control freak, Batman's trust and control are almost integrated.

Everyone in the Watchtower believes that he has a detailed out-of-control plan for everyone.

But they can't say anything...

Because there is more than one out-of-control plan for Batman himself.

——Forever Mr. PlanB.

……

The twilight of dawn looms over the edge of Gotham.

Just when Diana thought that Bruce would not answer and this would end the conversation tonight, he spoke.

"I once dreamed that I was in a dark cave, and countless bats were circling around me... I dreamed that they were wrapping around me, and the sunlight was hitting through the opening at the top of the cave, and I was slowly rising along the beam until I entered In the sun."

Very strange dream.thought Diana.but……

"But bats are never toward the light, Diana."

The Dark Knight's voice is smooth, low, and heavy.

"This dream was reversed from the beginning."

"Someday the darkness of Gotham will consume me, someday."

"I just hope to bring enough fear to the city until then—even if Gotham people parasitize hope on fear itself is like a joke."

"In the past few years, I sometimes feel glad that the clown is dead, because even I am not sure whether I will personally send a bullet into his heart after...."

Diana knew what he was ambiguous in the past, Jason's death, and the death of the second-generation Robin.

"...if I ever do that, Diana."

If the malice and hatred and regret burning in his chest really blew up his sanity one day, if he really killed someone with his own hands, if someone really put that thrust on his crumbling image... It's rationality rolling on the tip of a knife... just like the clown has done countless times in the past.

"Please kill me."

……

Diana looked at Bruce sadly.

The man in front of her, who seemed to be forever strong, was still full of blood. She didn't know what happened on the way he came, but the left and right were just the things that went back and forth in Gotham.

The mist gradually faded, revealing layers of dark clouds in the higher sky, heralding the coming of a new day.

A new day, still cloudy, it looks like there will be rain during the day.

The two were silent for a long time under the twilight of the morning sun.

Until Batman pulls out his hookgun and prepares to return to his cave before daylight descends on Gotham like so many nights before.

He will go through the daytime when he is intoxicated with money and money, and will not be tired, and then wait for the next night's night watch—one person.

But before he could leave, Diana spoke to the morning wind, which carried her sudden question to his ear.

Here's what she asked: "B, is that why you keep her around?"

A little girl who has also been swallowed by Gotham, has many secrets, has a tendency to be grateful to Bruce Wayne, but is likely to hate Batman.

Once the formula of "Bruce Wayne = Batman" is exposed, the once sweet Nightingale may be transformed into an untimely bomb in an instant.

Diana remembered what she saw in the Batcave before she came here for an appointment, and it was densely pasted on the entire wall.

From life experience to ability analysis, the other party's seemingly perfect identity experience was marked with one doubt after another by the red pen.

There is no evidence to be found, and that is the biggest problem.

Armor and cloak cast long shadows on the roof.

He disappeared.

……

Nightingale received a text message from Bruce Wayne at six o'clock in the morning saying "today's paid holiday", because he himself stayed up last night to watch "Gretel" with his adopted son last night.

This unprecedented experience made her raise her eyebrows—she had never worked for someone before, and it was the first time she was on vacation, let alone paid.

Paid yeah.

What a great boss.

Nightingale, who was paid without doing anything, changed into a dark green velvet dress. The long ribbon was wrapped around her neck twice, and two peridots dangled at the end.

She walked through the secret passage under the attic, through the connecting building, and walked slowly to her bar.

During the daytime, there are usually not many guests. Ryan wiped the glass slowly with a beige handkerchief.

Seeing her coming, he raised his head from the half-length curly hair that covered his forehead, showing different eyes with a smile: "You are a little haggard today, it seems that the little guest last night is very suitable for you."

Nightingale, who listened to Spider-Man's chants for several hours, couldn't fall asleep after coming back, just stayed up all night and shook his finger at him: "Little boy, he is so cute—but don't think about it, you don't know how strong he is." It might not be as good as driving violently."

Ryan, who was warned, didn't care, and smiled lowly: "Then what are you going to do this afternoon?"

"It's a rare holiday, let's go for a walk. I heard that a new technology exhibition has been opened. Both Stark Industries and Lex Enterprises have products on display. The location is in the central area of ​​the Upper East Side." It is near the MMP base.

In broad daylight, the conversation is naturally point-to-point, Ryan understands it, and just complains: "I have never seen a science and technology exhibition when I grow up. You are on vacation, and I have to go to work."

Nightingale smiled lowly: "Then you pack up and go with me? As long as you don't run halfway to tease men, I don't mind multiple male companions."

As she spoke, she sat sideways at the bar, crossed her legs and stepped on the low end of the chair, then grabbed Ryan's wrist, rolled up his sleeve and took a look.

"Our Ryan is in a good mood recently, huh?"

……

It has been more than a week, but the wound that was cut before is only closed, and the scab has not peeled off.

Although Ryan's ability looks like a legendary vampire, it is actually closer to a werewolf berserker in rampage mode.

——Once he uses his ability, his mental state will approach chaos and rage infinitely, and the power he can exert will become stronger, and the upper limit has not been tested yet.

At the same time, his healing ability is far beyond the limit of the human body.

So Nightingale never tried to give him tattoos, the effect of tattoos is too long-lasting.

For mutants, ability is their half body, a talent that they may hate but cannot give up.

Therefore, when dealing with Ryan's problems, she usually chooses to leave wounds, and the words used do not have time-limited words and strong command words.

↑The effect of this is only to regulate emotions rather than completely suppress them.

Then, usually pay more attention to observe and record the degree of scar healing, and then make adjustments.

For example, if Ryan was in a state of rage and confusion some time ago, she should not see the line "calm" now.

……

"Just seeing you makes me feel better."

Before Nightingale withdrew his hand, Ryan, who was grabbed by her wrist, turned around slightly, took her hand and kissed her lips lightly, with tender eyes.

A drinker who had already attracted attention and didn't know the situation saw this, whistled happily, and thought that this overly beautiful woman was the bartender's little lover.

——No one thought about "Nightingale". Anyone who heard the name thought Gotham Nightingale was an old world hiding behind the scenes, but she looked at most in her twenties.

Nightingale poked his palm angrily and amusedly: "Come on, don't be fooled."

"Okay..." Ryan shrugged, "Two big orders, Boss."

"Huh?" The girl was suspicious, "But from your tone, it seems that you are not happy about receiving a big order."

Ryan didn't answer, turned around and picked a few bottles of whiskey, vodka, rum, a few glasses of soda, crushed ice and rum from the wine cabinet.

Nightingale propped his chin with one hand, and took a good time to watch his slow and skillful bartending movements.

A glass of "Green Water Ghost" is as rich as the eyes of a cat at night, like a weeping willow soaked in the clear water of a cold pool, it looks cool and calm, and when it enters the throat, it is like a devil's sharp claws scratching at the throat.

The smile on the girl's face faded a little.

"Poison Ivy, I want the underground map of the mutant manufacturing base."

"The reward is to help take out another intelligence organization that's always working against Nighting—a cleanup."

Ryan laughed while introducing, but that smile seemed to be stained with blood.

"You're right, I'm in a good mood recently, really good."

The wound on his wrist was visible to the naked eye, and was held down by Nightingale.

——Although she never said that thing again, Nightingale remembered that the Ryan she picked up in the sewage in Sin Lane had wounds on his body besides the self-mutilation and new wounds caused by mental problems, and there were many thorns and vines The old wounds left behind after being bound and tortured.

——Only long-term torture can leave unhealed scars on blood races with strong recovery ability, and in Gotham, that kind of scars belong to "Poison Ivy" Ivy.

However, Ryan calmed down much faster than Nightingale imagined.

The wound on his hand stopped healing quickly, he pushed the glass of "Green Water Ghost" aside, and switched to another glass of "Deadly Joke".

Two entangled, intertwined, but non-blending inverted triangle liquors swirl in the transparent vodka. The vibrant colors of pink and bright blue are fresh and eye-catching, but the expression on Nightingale's face completely disappeared.

"Harley Quinn, I want to lure Batman to the ACE Chemical Plant."

"The reward is news from [source]."

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, I encounter xxx, xxx, xxx at the Science and Technology Exhibition

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