Chapter 3337

"Suck... Hoo."

Long brown hair emerged from behind Barbara's hood and spread over her shoulders, wet and close to her body.

I don't know how long she has been lying on the roof. The follow-up impact of the global Blizzard is still there. Although there is no snow in Gotham, it is definitely not warm.

After drinking a hot drink, she made a comfortable sound, as if she felt warm both physically and mentally. She said:

"Wait a minute. The ship has just landed and is still unloading. We have to wait for someone in charge to inspect the goods. Then we keep an eye on this man and look for a chance to torture him."

She also beckoned Bobo not to lie there all the time. She was familiar with the monitoring work. The police were watching others while eating doughnuts and drinking coffee. Now is obviously not the time to start.

"I'll give you a drink with some vodka in it." the death knell also calls the orangutan to relax. Just after dealing with Wan Meilin, he hasn't even had time to drink some water. It's better to take advantage of this time to have a short rest.

In addition, in a way, Barbara is really great. She is one of the few people who can cooperate with Batman every day and still maintain her independent thinking ability. Sometimes she can even remind Batman in turn.

She knows what she wants, has a clear plan of action, and doesn't need guidance from others.

This is the valuable experience she gained by providing long-range intelligence support for Batman as an oracle in her wheelchair years. Maybe it can be said that the clown made her?

Bobo put away his telescope and drank hot cocoa mixed with wine, but he didn't watch it for nothing.

When it comes to observation, orangutan detective is much better than Barbara. He found a doubt.

"Barbara, Slade, this factory has no chimney, so it may only be the place of the packaging line responsible for filling, not the place where beans are really processed. Even if there is a person in charge here, he may know very limited things."

Vodka is really an eternal temptation to drunkards. Bobo took a sip of wine and touched his stomach comfortably.

The rain under the night is tightly woven and falls on the edge of the roof, arousing the special flavor of earthy smell mixed with sour taste. This is the daily memory of Gotham.

It often rains. Although it is not as frequent as London, it is also a rare situation in the United States. It is believed that there are enough suspended particles that can be used as condensation nodules in the clouds because of the excessive sewage discharge.

"Really..." the bat girl looked into the distance and frowned: "it should not be waste gas condensation. After all, all factories in Gotham discharge waste gas directly. What you said should be right. It's a little troublesome."

It can be said that it is a city style. Gotham does not have an environmental protection bill, but no one implements it at all. Otherwise, how can there be an environmental madman like poison vine woman?

"It's just a small problem, Bobo. Don't care about the details. Anyway, we must go inside. Even if it's a trap, I can level it."

Su Ming sat calmly on the edge of the roof, and stretched out his hand to pick up the falling rain and played in the palm of his hand:

"Such a large factory and so many people can always find electronic communication equipment. We have Barbara here. I'm afraid we can't find their contact with their superiors? If the steel bone is changed here, I'll worry that he can't find clues, but the Oracle must be fine."

In fact, as long as there is enough brain to eat, we can get some information.

But it doesn't like to eat the brains of Gotham people. These people are too simple. They either have nothing in their minds except the idea of burning, killing and looting for survival, or they are full of clown chaos and madness. Hanging doesn't love these tastes.

Becoming a symbiont of Su Mingde broadens its horizons and makes it a bit picky. Now it only likes to eat the brains of smart people and eat other things.

For example, the cloak doesn't have these problems. At this time, it acts as a shelter for everyone and sucks wildly with some of Merlin's relics wrapped in its corners.

After listening to the death knell, Barbara was embarrassed to scratch the back of her head and spit out her little tongue: "Hey, I'm not so powerful. The equipment of the bell tower is easier to use."

The bell tower was the base of the Raptor team in the past. It was located in the city center not far from the Wayne company building. It was originally a public facility built at the beginning of the last century, but it was gradually abandoned after everyone had watches in the new era.

Once a fire spread to it. Later, Batman paid for it. Nominally, in order to protect historical sites, in fact, he transformed its top, installed various scientific and technological equipment, and gave it to Barbara as the base of Raptor team.

After all, her lumbar spine was broken at that time, and she was worried that she would not be able to continue to uphold justice in her life. Batman gave her a bell tower as a discharge gift in order to cheer her up.

Su Ming doesn't know how Barbara felt at that time, but he knows it's unlucky to send clocks to others in China.

However, later, several girls in the Raptor team went their own way, and the clowns strolled in the clock tower for three or two days. After all, it was abandoned. At present, only Barbara occasionally goes there to use supercomputers.

"No matter how good the equipment is, it depends on the person who uses it." Su Ming smiled at the girl's blushing appearance, touched a cigarette and lit it with his hand over the fire: "not to mention that, there's a car coming."

As the death knell said, a small motorcade came on the road in the distance, including a white luxury car. The lights pierced the dense rain curtain and lit up the nearby remote streets like pillars of light.

It's not suitable to wander around the city in the middle of the night. Old Gotham people know it, not to mention the uncompleted residential area of the generation on the northeast coast. It's a densely populated area with all kinds of small gangs.

In Gotham, it's always easy for the king of hell to see ghosts. Those gang leaders with names often have various concerns because of their big family and business, and will abide by some customary black rules.

But they are like those scum at the bottom of the real society. They are either hungry and red eyed, or have mental problems. They can do everything. Barefoot people are never afraid of wearing shoes.

In the middle of the night, when the motorcade travels, the destination is still in the remote suburbs. It's too high-profile

It's like trying to lead Batman out to investigate.

No, with the team moving forward synchronously, another man fell on the roof where the knell and others were crouching. The figure in a black cloak looked like a dwarf, but the sound changer made his voice sound like a ghost.

"Slade, Barbara, and orangutan detective, why are you here?"

Su Ming raised the cup in his hand, hanged the little figure with his tentacle, and put a cup of hot cocoa into the hands of the visitor:

"Don't you members of the bat family communicate with each other when you act? Damian, you've crashed with Barbara."

"Oh."

The boy narrowed his eyes, drank the drink, didn't respond positively, and even ignored Barbara's questioning eyes. His mind was also very simple.

The bat family is an old calendar. Yeyi has long gone out on his own, and Jason has been running around on his own. Since Tim disappeared, now the bat family is a group of girls, such as bat nvxia, bat girls, disruptors, orphans and so on.

"I'm Damian, but I'm a pure man. Who wants to act with a group of girls? It's a shame. If the teammates of the young Titan know about it, how can I lead the team in the future? "

Besides, Batman is just an adoptive father. He prefers to be with his own father, because his own father is obviously better.

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