[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

Angie had a dream.

In the dream, her little friend Daisy was crying.

Those eyes that looked like the blue sea and blue sky when he smiled were numb and empty, like a pool of stagnant water.The sunny little girl curled up in a corner, sobbing softly.Not a single piece of her bare skin was intact, and it was covered with bruises and tiny cut marks, which was shocking.

"Daisy!" An Qi exclaimed, and ran over, but couldn't do anything to this little friend who was covered in bruises.She wanted to hug her, but she was afraid of touching the wound on her body.For a moment, he froze in place at a loss.

"Anqi..." Daisy looked up, her lustrous light-blond hair had turned into withered grass at this time, and the only intact face on her whole body was pale and gloomy.As she raised her head, her slender neck was exposed.At the fragile throat, there is a deep knife cut.The cut was still bleeding, and because of Daisy's movements, the blood flow became more violent.The glaring blood quickly stained her skin and broken top.

The usual Little Miss Sunshine has disappeared, and Daisy at this time is more like the evil spirit in an American horror movie.

"An Qi...I'm in so much pain..." Her eyes were filled with blood and tears, and she looked at An Qi with empty eyes.The voice is resentful and desolate, and people can't help but feel a sharp pain in their hearts.

The little friend turned into such a terrifying appearance, but An Qi had no fear at all.In her cognition, there is no such thing as ghosts.Or, what if she knows the legend of ghosts and evil spirits?Could it be that she is still afraid of her friends?

"Daisy! You, don't hurt..." An Qi didn't know what to do. The two of them were surrounded by darkness, and there was nothing available.

"An Qi, I'm so cold...help me! I'm so cold, so cold..."

When a person loses too much blood and his consciousness gradually becomes blurred, he only feels one thing—cold.It was the feeling that my own life was slowly passing by.Powerless, calm, but terrifying.

Daisy suddenly collapsed on the ground as if she had lost all her strength.She was like a small fish that had been beaten ashore, panting with her mouth wide open on the dry ground, but she couldn't take in any oxygen.As for the cut on her neck, blood flowed out continuously, as if she wanted to drain all the blood in her body.

"Daisy!"

The little girl screamed, and immediately squatted down, covering the fatal wound on Daisy's neck.

However, all this is in vain.

An Qi clearly felt that the neck of her hand slowly lost its pulse.And Daisy couldn't breathe either.

"Daisy..." An Qi's heart and eyes were sore at the same time, and she choked up her voice.

Tears overflowed, crystal clear teardrops dripped from her eyes and hit Daisy.And her little friend, like a bubble, quickly dissipated before her eyes.

"Daisy!?" Angie grabbed those things that looked like fine dust and powder, as if she could keep Daisy if she grabbed a little bit.

Unfortunately, those afterimages quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Wow...wow!"

The little girl couldn't bear it any longer and cried bitterly.Like a child who lost his most beloved doll, he sat on the ground crying loudly without any image.

"Daisy, don't you go! I don't want you to go!"

She couldn't accept the fact that Daisy died at all.

"Anqi..." Daisy's voice sounded in the darkness, it seemed to be close at hand, but also seemed to float from far away.

"Anqi..."

In the second call, An Qi woke up from her sleep and sat up on the bed.

And An Qi didn't know that just before she woke up, the music box that opened automatically by the bedside closed with a "snap", returning to silence.

Just like, she also couldn't see the real Daisy, whose body turned translucent, at her bedside, looking at herself sadly and worriedly.

Daisy, whose face was as pale as paper, closed her eyes, her figure faded away, and she came out through the wall.

The god of death didn't have much time left for her, and she still had a lot of people to say goodbye to.

"Goodbye, Angie. I am very happy to be your friend."

Clearly knowing that Angie couldn't hear, Daisy still left this sentence in the end, and let it drift silently in the room.

"???" Angie, who was holding the phone, turned her head with all her senses, looking in the direction where Daisy disappeared.It wasn't that she heard anything, but that she keenly noticed that the magnetic field there seemed to be... an indescribable feeling.

"What's the matter, baby?"

The phone was connected, and the clown's voice caught Angie's attention.She didn't pay attention to the faint abnormality anymore, but returned to the lair like a little beast that was hurt outside, and confide her grievances to her father.

"Daddy..." The injured little beast whimpered.

"Huh?" The voice on the other end picked up slightly, "Miss daddy?"

——However, his little darling sounded a little aggrieved.Was it bullied?

Oh!impossible.No one can bully the clown's little angel.

The clown passed the idea without thinking.He has absolute trust in Angie and the clown.Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to let An Qi live outside, but it was a rare thing for him to abide by the rules and not interfere.

"Daddy, I have a question for you."

"Oh, mylittlebaby... Daddy is very busy right now, so I don't have time to answer your middle school math problems."

"It's not a math problem!" The little girl's sadness was half destroyed by this sentence, but it was true that she was even more wronged.

"Ah!"

While speaking, there was a loud noise over there.

—It was gunshots.

Moreover, it is also the revolver gun exclusive to my daddy mommy.

"Daddy, is the big bat bothering you again? Do you want me to go back to Gotham and beat him up for you?"

By the way, she also left this sad place.

The young An Qi didn't know what escaping was, but she subconsciously didn't want to face everything that happened here.

"NoNoNo, my little baby. You can go to school in New York with peace of mind."

——My lord's business, my lord will solve it.

He's just dealing with another restless idiot that shows up.Since Paul left Gotham, the Joker has clearly felt that his precious energy has been wasted by all kinds of trivial matters that he never paid attention to before.

In the past ten years, the clown rarely felt the importance of his confidants.I don't know if Paul knows, whether this fierce-looking man with a lively heart will be moved to tears.

"Honey, I leave this to you." The clown blew a kiss to the busy Halle, turned and left.As for letting An Qi talk to his mommy or something, he has no idea at all.

This man's possessiveness towards his little darling has reached a terrifying level.If you really live a warm life as a family of three, it is estimated that someone will even be jealous of his partner.

After speaking, the clown said again: "You don't sound happy, baby."

"Yes, daddy..." Angie's eyes were sore and sore when she mentioned this, "My friend died. Killed!"

"Friend?" The clown on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrows slightly, "The one who pushed his nanny down the stairs?"

"Not Emma, ​​she's another friend. I'm not talking about her."

--and also……

"Emma didn't push the nanny down the stairs, it was the nanny who didn't stand still and rolled down." Angie believed in her little friend unconditionally.If it wasn't for Emma, ​​maybe Daisy couldn't find her now.Although... the current result is not what An Qi wants.

"Oh?" The other party only uttered this syllable, and his tone was extremely light.As if dying alone was better for him than hearing whether it was raining or sunny tonight.In the latter case, he would have to spend a little more time thinking about the variables brought about by the weather problem?

However, he still needs to be a little more concerned about being mentioned in front of him by his little treasure.

So he asked, "Who is it?"

"Daisy."

"Daisy?" he repeated the name.

"Yes, her name is Daisy." When Daisy was mentioned, the little girl's heart softened. "Daisy has the same beautiful hair as Mommy, and she gave me strawberry lollipops every day. She died. , I feel sorry for daddy..."

Not only sad, but also angry.

"Emma said that the man who really killed Daisy was acquitted! I...I want to shoot him with the toy (launcher) that Uncle Lawton gave me!"

"Well, baby, you know—you can't kill people." The clown suddenly turned on his camera, and his pale and gloomy face appeared on the screen.This crazy man had a rare serious expression on his face.

"I know..." The girl puffed her cheeks dejectedly, then frowned in annoyance. "So, I want to teach him a lesson. The kind that will last a lifetime."

——As soon as he thinks about it, he regrets shooting her friend!

"Unforgettable forever? Hahahaha..." He smiled strangely.It went on for a long time, and Angel waited patiently.

Even if you are not from Gotham, you will shudder when you hear the clown's smile.To be honest, Angel didn't like her daddy's weird smile either, she always felt that she was ruining that sexy and magnetic voice.

So every time the clown laughed like this, Angel would always silently stare at the clown's face.Even with thick makeup and grinning steel teeth, it's hard to hide his handsome features.

——daddy is the most beautiful person in the world!Bad laughter or something, can be completely ignored.

The little girl silently watched Daddy's beauty (?), and felt a lot of comfort in her heart.

Sure enough, daddy's proportion in this girl's heart is far greater than anyone else's.

After a laugh, the clown has a wonderful, not at all "clown" idea for her precious daughter.

——His precious daughter can't kill people, because those idiots are there and wronged her to be a "good girl".

That being the case, it is better to have fun with this game.

——well, what should I do then?

First, he would raise her precious daughter to the throne and make her an all-American hero.Leave those idiots speechless.

Then, he would let that damn bastard who annoyed his precious daughter have a "lesson" that he would never forget and was so painful that he would never die.

After a while, a sentence came from over there: "well, baby, I think you need to stab him first..."

"……hold head high?"

Here, the little girl forgot even her sadness, and was stunned.

An Qi tilted her head, puzzled.

"Daddy..." the little girl spoke weakly.

——Did Daddy forget that not only can she not kill, but she has to pay the price for hurting others.

"I know what you're talking about baby," the clown smiled, his pale and gloomy face was like a ghost from hell, but An Qi felt inexplicably at ease.

"Just do what I tell you..."

"..."