[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

On the first day of Daisy's recovery, several friends met at Angie's house.Angie also prepared a small gift.

--cell phone.

Everyone has.

"Wow! Angie, you are so cool!" Daisy gave Angie a big hug.Milo also couldn't put it down holding the phone, and thanked Angie for being excited.

Only Emma, ​​the first reaction was to frown: "Does your father know the money you paid for the mobile phone?"

"Ang?" An Qi didn't understand why she had to let daddy know the money she paid for the mobile phone.Still, that's okay.because...

"It's money from Tony, not daddy."

——Every penny of the money daddy gives must be spent on himself, so he won't spend it on others!

Of course, Mommy can still give half of it.But only half of it!

The little person in the little girl's heart was nagging.

The four people got together this time, no accidents happened, and they had a good time all day.After dinner in the evening, Paul drove the three children home one by one.An Qi also followed the car to see off her little friend.

Unexpectedly, Emma is the closest to Angie's house, followed by Milo, and finally Daisy.

Daisy's father is a well-known lawyer with a superior family and lives in a wealthy area.

The security in the wealthy area is very good, and there are doormen and security guards, but there are also bad places.

—Paul's car won't get in.

Even if, the price of this car is much more expensive than most cars in the rich area.

Daisy knew her parents were still busy after she called home and no one answered.

So, she said very empathetically, "I'll go in by myself."

"Thank you, Uncle Paul, for taking me home." Daisy, the little sunshine girl, was also very polite to her elders.

Paul, a big man, also tried his best to pull out a kind smile, although... he still looked fierce.

"See you tomorrow, Angie."

"See you tomorrow, Daisy."

"Oh! That's right! Go back and remember to see the two-week anniversary gift I gave you for your friend's day!" Daisy reminded Angie.She has been choosing for a long time.In the end, I chose a favorite for Angel in my room.

"Okay, goodbye!"

"Bye-Bye."

The two little girls waved to each other. Paul watched Daisy enter the gate, then looked back and turned away.

Angie, a little girl who has no sense of safety and few people can move, doesn't understand the little girl going out alone in the evening, but Paul knows it.However, this is not An Qi, so it has nothing to do with him.Furthermore, the security in this rich area is really okay for ordinary people.Although...it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of people like them.

Five minutes after returning home, the clown's video call came.

"Daddy!" After many days, An Qi finally saw her dear daddy again.Although it was just a video, An Qi was still very happy.

"Oh...look who this is? Isn't it my little baby?!" On the electronic screen, this man was sitting in a dim room, with a pale face and scarlet lips, as if he was a ghost who had just drunk blood.

"Daddy...where's Mommy?" The little girl couldn't help but worry when she didn't see Harley again.It was a long time since I last saw Harley, and Angie didn't know that her mommy was taken away by the bad guys until the end.

"Your mommy is busy," said the clown.Actually, Halle is recovering.After all, I just had surgery.

"Do normal' people have a good life?"

When the word "normal" was mentioned, the corners of the clown's mouth visibly pulled upwards, and he smiled on the surface, looking indifferent and full of irony.

"It's okay." Little Anqi gave an intermediate answer.

Although going to school is boring, the teacher can't understand most of what she says.But she still has friends!

The best Daisy, Emma who has a weird temper and doesn't know when she will get angry, and the little boy Milo who stutters whenever Emma looks at her.

Although Emma is always angry, An Qi feels that Emma, ​​a little friend, is surprisingly familiar.

——The villainous atmosphere emitted from time to time made An Qi feel very cordial.

The clown also heard about Emma, ​​a "different" girl from Paul.

With her little villain with anti-social personality, where will An Qi's three views be correct?

The clown felt a little sympathetic to those unsightly idiots.

"You're going to be on summer vacation in a few days, little one." The clown deliberately checked the school start dates and winter and summer vacations of American elementary school students. He never paid attention to these things before.Let him care about the holidays of elementary and middle school students in the United States, it is better to ask him to pick up Batman's bat dart and get it back for research.

"Yeah!" An Qi nodded again and again. In front of the clown, this little girl is the most obedient, and she won't be distracted, let alone slow and confused.

"Ms. Ellis said that we will have summer vacation on June 6!"

"Hmm..." The clown changed his sitting position, crossed his legs, and leaned against the back of the chair, looking relaxed and lazy.His pale and slender fingers overlapped, and the index finger of his left hand slowly stroked the tiger's mouth with a thick callus on his right hand.

"Have you figured out what to do?"

"Of course I'm going to find you daddy!" The little girl replied without thinking, as if everything was so logical.

The little girl's reaction pleased the old father, the clown.

"My little baby is so good." He laughed lowly, not stingy with his praise.

"An Qi is daddy's best and sweetest little angel! Hee hee hee..." In front of her dear daddy, the little girl never knew how thick her skin was.

The clown tapped the screen, as if he wanted to tap his little baby's cute little nose through the screen.

"How much candy have you eaten recently, little one?" He really became more and more talkative.

Angie: "Well..."

Angie will not answer this question.No matter how much my daddy pampers me, I can't answer, let alone let him know that I have a toothache in the past two days.She didn't even hide this from Paul, for fear of being cut off from the candy.

In order to prevent the clown from continuing to ask questions, An Qi decided to sacrifice herself a little, and sacrificed the math homework that she was least willing to do and had hardly written much.

"Daddy, can you do math?"

clown:"???"

Paul: "..."

Then, for the next two hours, Paul watched his boss, who was supposed to be playing with people in the palm of his hand, standing on the top of Gotham, and started teaching his little baby to do math problems.

Paul again: "..."

Of course, the clown teaching method is also unique.Or rather, not teaching at all.For the first two or three questions, he was still waiting for Angie to calculate by herself, but after finding out that his little baby didn't seem to have any mathematical talent, the clown didn't plan to let his little baby worry about it.

"6."

"15."

"3/2." Even the over-the-top Mathematical Olympiad questions in Angel's workbook, the clown gave accurate answers after listening to them.

"Three-half? What is three-half, daddy?" the clown's little baby asked foolishly.He looked naive and confused.

clown:"……"

"OK, baby, math may not be suitable for you. Don't learn it in the future. You can pay more attention to manual classes and so on. When you have summer vacation, daddy will teach you how to assemble... a pistol."

Originally, the clown wanted to teach Angie how to make a bomb, but judging from the IQ exposed by his daughter.For something as complicated as a bomb, forget it.

Paul: ...

In fact, assembling a pistol is also very complicated, boss.

"Okay, it's getting late. It's time for you to go to bed, baby." The clown started to push people away, "Give the tablet to your Uncle Paul, go wash and sleep."

"Good~"

Angie would listen to the clown's words.Although I was very sad in my heart, I obediently handed over the tablet and went upstairs to wash up.

"Da da da!" The little girl ran upstairs.It wasn't until the footsteps stopped that the clown spoke again: "Paul..."

"Yes, boss!"

"Take my little one to the clinic next weekend for a dental check."

... What should come, still came.

Just now, little Anqi changed the subject so bluntly, how could she escape the eyes of Papa the Clown, a master at manipulating people's hearts?

"...Okay, boss."

After finishing this sentence, the clown explained another sentence when Paul thought the other party would hang up.

"When you send the little baby to school tomorrow, you can go to her teacher and ask that math teacher to waive her homework. My little baby is not suitable for learning mathematics."

What's more, his little one doesn't seem to like math very much.

Paul: "..."

——What should I do if I feel more and more that my boss is not normal?

In Paul's eyes, although such a clown in the old father's model is still domineering, he is not at all as evil as before.

——It's really not suitable for you to use the old father's persona to whitewash, boss...

Paul, who was bored recently and began to read online articles, shouted loudly in his heart.The mood is very complicated.

The clown doesn't care what Paul thinks. Besides, when did the clown care about what other people think?

This criminal in the eyes of ordinary people, a pervert and a lunatic, always does his own way and has his own set of formal principles.That is - there are no guidelines.

"Jingle Bell--"

An Qi had just finished washing when she heard the landline in the living room ring.

She went downstairs with a small bath towel on her head. Paul, who originally ignored her, glanced at her and chose to answer.

"Hi, is this Angie's home? This is Angela, Daisy's mother."

Paul frowned. He was very dissatisfied with calling at this time.If it wasn't for Miss An Qi's video with her boss today, she would have gone to bed long ago.Just about to go to bed now, this woman called.

"Are you looking for me?" Little An Qi wiped her hair with a small towel.With her keen senses, she seemed to hear her own name.

"???" Angie tilted her head, took the phone from Paul, and learned who it was from Paul.

"Daisy's mother?"

"Hey! An Qi..." Angela's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little anxious, but she tried her best to restrain herself and try to calm herself down.

"Is Daisy at your house?"

"Daisy?" An Qi blinked, not understanding why Angela asked such a question, but a bad premonition arose in her heart. "Uncle Paul and I sent her home."

"Snapped!"

There was a loud noise on the other end of the phone, causing An Qi to move the phone away.Then there was a rustling sound.

"Aunt Angela?"

Angela picked up the phone, her eyes were red and her voice was choked up.But she still tried her best to control her emotions and tried to calm her voice.However, her incoherent words exposed her heart.

"Ah, Angie, Daisy...I'm fine! Maybe I made a mistake, Daisy is at her uncle's. Sorry to bother you."

"Doo-doo..."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, An Qi looked up at Paul.The little girl's pale pink eyes were wide open, innocent and puzzled.

"Uncle Paul, Daisy doesn't seem to be home."

——But, if she didn't go home, where could she go?

The little girl was a little dazed.

Although she grew up in Gotham, Angie has no concept of the word "crime".Not to mention your own safety awareness.In Gotham, there are not many people who have the courage to touch the clown's daughter.Those who have that idea, the grass on the grave has grown up so far.

"..." Paul was silent for a moment, then rubbed the head of little Angie who was not in the situation at all, and said, "Go to sleep, Miss Angie. The boss said that you should fall asleep before 12 o'clock."

An Qi, who always regarded her daddy's words as an imperial decree, naturally nodded obediently.The moment she opened the door and went back to the room, An Qi paused while holding the armrest, then turned to Paul and said, "Uncle Paul, can you help Daisy's mother find her?"

The little girl's heart was empty, and she always felt a very bad feeling.

"Of course, Miss Angie." Paul agreed.

The little girl went back to the room, picked up her little pink mobile phone and dialed the mobile number of her little friend Daisy.

Called three times and no one answered the phone.In the end, I couldn't even get through the phone.

"..." An Qi pursed her lips and dialed the phone number of another little friend, Emma.

"Hello?" Emma was awakened by the phone ringing.

"Emma, ​​is Daisy at your house?" Angie asked her.

"What nonsense did you call over at night?" Emma looked at the time and frowned dissatisfied.However, she still answered An Qi: "Of course she is not at my house! You and your driver drove us home one by one, did you forget?"

Angie: "..."

The little girl held the phone tightly, her heart was tense, and her eyes were sore.

"But, but, just now Daisy's mother called and asked if Daisy was with me. It's time to call your father again."

"What?!" Emma, ​​whose EQ and IQ are far superior to those of her peers, got the message from Angie's words in an instant, got out of bed, and strode towards her father's bedroom.

The door of Emma's father David's room was not closed. When she was at the door, she closed her eyes slightly when she saw David's worried and comforting expression.

"Emma? Emma! Why are you silent?"

Faced with Angie's questioning on the phone, Emma expressed the result she got with a deadpan expression: "Something may have happened to Daisy."

"!!!"

On the other end of the phone, the little girl's breathing stagnates.