Chapter 49

Barry scratched his hair. He's still hungry. He can't concentrate at all. It's dark here. He wants to sleep.

However, he plucked himself up and rubbed his face with his hands and asked BRICs:

"what do you mean by saying that the death knell is not a death knell? Is this fake? "

"I don't have the impression that men here can reach this point with guns." She zoomed in on the image, zooming in on the whole body of the death knell: "this man's skeletal structure is male."

With that, she took a snapshot of the police post behind the death knell, the TV station's Broadcasting car, and the death knell itself. She measured the horizontal distance between them and created a scale.

"Gotham TV station's relay car uses the" Amazon "1999 model produced by metropolis, with a carriage height of 3.5 meters... The gate height of Gotham police station is 6.2 meters in the official record, and because of geological reasons, it will subside by 0.01 meters every year since 1996... While Cindy Wilson's height is... 1.73 meters..."

after inputting these data, the main engine There was a beep, and there was almost a big red fork, which made Bryce shrug her shoulders.

"No, this man is 1.84 meters tall, male... Now it is not only my personal impression, but also the system has confirmed that there is no such person in Gotham."

Barry had already found the food left on the table. He took some soup from the big pot and put it into his mouth with a big wooden spoon. The bad taste made him shiver. It tasted like thick snot.

But he cheered himself up. He was a superhero. How could he not bear this pain? He needs nutrition, and he needs it now.

"So the footprints on the top of the dinosaur's head are his. He killed your dragon."

"Well, thanks for the reminder." "After recording the news, he and Cindy hijacked Barbara and two reporters from the TV station and came here together."

Barry put the bad sweet soup into his mouth. The soup had cooled and solidified, and there was no trace of sweetness. The numbness of his tongue made him unable to pronounce clearly: "then they had a happy dinner with you, patted their buttocks and left. Barbara and the reporters showed no sign of being coerced."

"This is exactly what I can't think of..." Brice also picked out a piece of lettuce from the pot, just licked it and vomited it out. Looking at Barry with an incredible look, she shook her head: "I can understand the reporter's idea. After all, news is valuable, but Barbara..."

"... Have you contacted director Gordon?" Barry took a hard swallow, let out a "Er" groan of pain, gasped for a moment, and then opened his mouth to remind her.

"I don't think I can get through to him at the death knell." She said to Alfred, "you'd better go and prepare the food quickly. Our guests are eating the dishes made by the funeral bell. After a little taste, I feel like I'm going to be killed by her."

"Of course, miss, the food is already on the stove."

Ah Fu went up the stairs again to prepare food and make the guests hungry. It was not a housekeeper's job.

"Gordon couldn't get in touch. Interestingly, this device used to track down a license plate number and the location of Ah Fu and me." Bris sat down with great interest, and found a pool of soot at her hand. She paused and squinted.

"It should be Barbara cha." Barry patted his stomach. He felt a little uncomfortable.

"Barbara's computer technology is very strong?" Bris asked again.

"Strong, can be said to be one of the best people on earth." Barry talked about his affairs there. He didn't have much contact with the Oracle because his colleagues in midtown were science maniacs and could provide him with all-round logistics support. His only contact channel with Barbara was in the justice alliance occasionally through video communication: "she is not only very powerful in hacker technology, but also has command talent and leadership. There are many women in our side The heroes are willing to listen to her. "

"It's interesting, because Barbara in our world is just an ordinary high school student who never shows her talent. I don't know, and Gordon doesn't know..."

Barry raised one eyebrow, and he seemed to understand something: "but the death knell knows, he The purpose is very clear. Bring Barbara to you and operate your brother's eye system to find people. "

"Well, my system doesn't have a name. Even if I want to name it, it's called sister eye..." bris stares at the screen and calls up the location where she was waiting to be inquired. A place called Indian hill is flashing on the map: "is this death knell for your world?"

Barry shook his head: "no, our Slade is 1.94 meters tall. He went to Atlantis with sea king to look for things. They couldn't cross the dimensions. I was responsible for looking for multiverse reinforcements. Something happened.""I know, you have said many times that it is uncertain to shuttle through the world by integrating the power of divine speed. When you meet the ghost of time, you finally escape and fall into our world..." bris calls up the information of Indian mountain and carefully checks it, but there is nothing you can see in a scrap yard.

"Yes, that's it. And then I found that time went back a little bit, and there was no flash point effect. The world was still the same, Gotham was still in such a mess." Barry sat down on one side of the table. He tried to wave his arm with great speed to help Liz wipe the yellow spots off the table, but the smoke was getting bigger and bigger.

"Our world is originally different. Even if it triggers your so-called flash point effect, you can't tell... Then you find that the world that should have been destroyed still exists. I, who should be your enemy, is not crazy." She said quietly.

Barry opened his eyes and blew a breath on the table with an embarrassed smile.

"That's it. I now suspect that the death knell may have come from another parallel universe, maybe at the same time with me... It's likely that we collided in the world of speed, that my arrival time was advanced, his arrival time was pushed back, and we offset each other's speed, so that only a few aftershocks have changed your world. At present, this change is good, our winning rate has increased

"I just want to keep my own world. As for helping you fight against babatos, I have no energy. My world is not as many heroes as you do. Here, the madmen all over the world like to come to Gotham. If it wasn't for your quick power, I wouldn't even leave Gotham."

Bryce light reply, let Barry some embarrassment, fortunately a few minutes later, Alfred appeared to break the strange atmosphere.

"Miss and Mr. Allen, dinner is ready. Today's main course is beef stewed in red wine, with oysters and celery chicken rolls, lobster sashimi. The main food is European noodles, but limited to time, the beef may not be rotten enough."

"It's good. Send it here. I need to prepare. I wonder what this strange man wants to do." Bryce said with a smile that she was very proud. Only her housekeeper could cook beef stew in more than ten minutes.

At the same time, she had a general guess in her mind.

"The death knell has a clear purpose of its own, and he knows a lot of things."

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