[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

When a little gentleman with a cane, a top hat, and a fancy suit shows up in Gotham, it's less likely to be a British gentleman with nothing to do, and more likely to be... a Mad Hatter on the run.

The Mad Hatter, Jervis Teich, once a genius neurologist, lost his mind and insisted that he was a character in Alice's Adventures.Crazy control of his "Alice" - those cute little blonde girls, come to have a ridiculous tea party.

Finally, I would like to mention the long-term bed in Arkham.

As one of Batman's most troublesome Gotham villains, he is proficient in hypnosis and brain wave control, and is keen to create chaos, tricky and dangerous.

Batman was busy catching the criminals, tying them up and throwing them back to Arkham.He took down several safe houses and drove the Mad Hatter everywhere, but the clever Mad Hatter still escaped.

"Oh, my Alice." The Mad Hatter trembled with excitement, standing in the middle of the room like a stage actor with his head up.

"I know, I know, we will meet again eventually," the Mad Hatter waved the brass binoculars, "the grandest tea party is about to—"

"boom--"

The sudden attack hit the back of the head, and the Mad Hatter fell to the ground with a "slap" before he could finish his sentence.

The telescope painted with a brass exterior made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground, and rolled away again.

Dorothy's figure emerged from the shadows.

The little girl with cat ears raised her hand to straighten the slightly crooked mask, and untied the entangled hair.Perhaps it was the effect of the light, her golden hair seemed to be a little darker.

Just now when little Dorothy jumped up and knocked on the Mad Hatter's head, the mask shifted slightly under the impact of the movement.

Annoyance from short legs.

Fortunately, the Mad Hatter is also quite short, otherwise little Dorothy would have just punched him in the stomach... or kicked him.

Dorothy thought, maybe she should learn from Robin.

Cranky Robin is also short-legged.

She and Little Robin must have a lot in common in this regard!

Also, you really get what you pay for.Robin Bird's domino mask can't be removed no matter what, and he will also make facial expressions!

And she this...

Little Dorothy sighed melancholy while holding her little face.

She bent down to pick up the binoculars that had rolled to her feet and tucked them under her arms.

Dorothy: Collect props, pack everything!

Little Dorothy weighed the baguette in her hands, and kicked off the Mad Hatter's strange-looking top hat.

The hat is useless, dirty and too big.

"Mad Hatter?"

She stepped forward and stuck out the baguette to poke the Mad Hatter lying on the ground, and the person facing the ground remained motionless.

Dorothy's voice is cheery, but it's weirdly stiff after the voice changer, mixed with the slight squeak of the voice changer.

Standing in the dark, she looked more like a villain.

She straightened her back: "Mr. Mad Hatter, you have been arrested and brought to justice."

Dorothy received a game task prompt as soon as she went out.

[Long-term mission: Good Citizen Dorothy

Description: Dorothy, a good citizen of Gotham, look, that's the Mad Hatter who slipped away from Batman!What are you waiting for?Take him!

Requirement: Pack the Mad Hatter and send it to the police station]

The red marker representing the enemy on the map was bright enough to dazzle, flashing not far from Dorothy.

Dorothy subconsciously glanced at the little golden retriever who was still stubbornly upturned. She felt that she had misunderstood the game. This... maybe it was really a fairy tale game!

It's just that Xinshou Village is a bit strange.

Have a mission not to be a fool, and—

Or pick it up from Batman!

She turned a few streets, and then, relying on the invisibility ability of cat ear hairpins, she weaved around to the back of this low Gothic-style building, and climbed up by the window sill.

As for the cat ear hair card, it is not full of sunlight to store energy-wake up, will the mobile phone be fully charged before playing? Why not play while charging.

It's just like playing a game. You're definitely not skilled at first, but you can play parkour after falling from mid-air a few times.

But Dorothy didn't fall, she was just a little slow, and her physical fitness after a comprehensive upgrade is very strong. It would be even better if she could be taller.

It might be a modeling problem, Dorothy kicked her short legs and thought deeply.

Uh, to put it nicely - this behavior is to leave sufficient charging time for the cat ear hairpin.

Dorothy jumped in sneakily, and the cat-ear hairpin not only concealed the shape of the sound, but also muted the sound.

Then jump up and hit the Mad Hatter with a sap on the back of the head.

The room was empty, the heavy curtains leaving only a peeping slit, and it looked like a makeshift hiding place.

In fact, Batman is behind the Mad Hatter—or he is behind all criminals.The Mad Hatter ran and hid until he found Dorothy the Blonde.

Dorothy gathered her blond hair, which had not yet recovered, and stuffed it back into the hood, where the cat-ear barrettes were hidden under the hood and bent, and a pair of small wings spread out on top of her head.

"Poor Mad Hatter," said Dorothy, looking down at him cheerfully, "you'll be all to yourself, and there'll be no March Hare, no Cheshire Cat, and no tea party."

Voice-changer-processed husky tones wander the shadowy hiding place as if haunted by ghosts.

"Alice is going to play with the Queen of Hearts."

"Alice, no, we are..." The Mad Hatter's weird trembling voice suddenly sounded, and his voice was sharp and excited to retort, as if he had heard some unbearable words.

It is indeed installed.

Without saying a word, Dorothy raised her hand and slapped another sap at his head.

The Mad Hatter sprawled on the ground twitched imperceptibly, and completely remained still.

Dorothy curled her lips and put her hands on her hips: "It's really resistant."

The Mad Hatter is good at hypnosis, but it doesn't matter, Dorothy can also mind control, she will level up sooner or later.

She turned her head and looked around the house, rummaging through the thick hemp rope she found, tightly bound the Mad Hatter from head to toe, and tied several dead knots, leaving a length of rope tied to the baguette .

Dorothy grabbed the baguette and tried to drag the Mad Hatter a certain distance through the traction of the twine.

Cutie said that it saves time and effort, and she is quite satisfied.

"Perhaps we should dress up more strictly," little Dorothy touched the tip of her nose with one hand, "for example, a cloak."

The next moment, little Dorothy disappeared into the air, together with the task target being dragged along.

The morning of GCPD was deserted and deserted. It was not time to go to work, and the uncontrollable yawn of the small patrolman on night shift could be vaguely heard.

Nothing major happened last night.

It's not a big deal to catch a few more fugitive Arkham criminals, and the logistics efficiency of the Gotham transport team to Arkham Mental Hospital is still good.

Director Gordon, who was lying on his desk to catch up on his sleep for a while, straightened up and stretched his stiff arms.

The Batman who visited suddenly just left on his own and turned his head away.

He twisted his neck and grumbled half-jokingly, "Hopefully Batman doesn't give me high blood pressure before I retire."

"Have you considered changing your partner?" came an obviously processed voice.

"Who?" Gordon was alert and tense. He quickly drew his gun and took a few steps back.

He looked around the office, but found no one.

"Your future partner."

"Batman's efficiency is too low." The voice came again.

When grabbing business, it is necessary to step on your peers first.

Gordon gripped the gun tightly, his eyes scanning constantly.The big heart trained by Batman was beating steadily, but the situation was so weird that the well-informed Gordon couldn't help but thump.

The villain broke into the police station to seek cooperation?Also asked to kick Batman?

But, Gordon swears, the mechanical voice is more villainous than LTC Batman.

Gordon was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you cooperating in secret?"

"Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Dorothy, who is a head shorter than the desk: ...

She stepped angrily from behind the desk to the side, crossing her arms and glaring at Gordon.

Such a big person is in front of your eyes, can't you see it?

Dorothy was wrapped in a black cloak from head to toe.

The black cat ear hairpin is pressed against the hood of the cloak and pinned on the head. At first glance, it looks like the cat ears that come with the cloak.The domino mask concealed his face, revealing only his delicate chin and small lips that were squeezed into a straight line to look serious.

The cat ear hairpins will push against the hood of the cloak, leaving a gap so they cannot be hidden in the hood.

Even though the black cloak was tightly wrapped, it was obvious that it was a child, and Gordon breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it clearly.He even saw the Robin mask on the child's face when he looked up.

Oh batman!

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the kid was a Batman fan or a little assistant.

He still held the gun, but the tense nerves had relaxed.

Gordon took a breath and stepped forward: "My child? What's the matter with you?"

Dorothy interrupted him, pretending to be deep: "You can call me—"

She quickly turned her little head and made a new code name within three seconds.

"—catman!"

Well, the exhausted and hard-working old Director Gordon sighed. This is probably a fanatic of Batman.

The old man can't help rambling, maybe next time he can talk to Batman, such as how to set a good example for children.

A little catboy.

He laughed, then froze.

"Mad Hatter," he heard the boy across from him say, "a gift, I hope we can have a good cooperation."

"He's lying in the cabinet." Dorothy pointed to the filing cabinet behind Gordon.

The upper layer of the file cabinet is a partition type, and the lower part is a larger space similar to a safe. The door was originally locked with a lock.

Someone had indeed moved the cabinet, and the lock showed signs of being violently damaged, and the valuable combination lock had been distorted and deformed.

Dorothy was a little cautious, she picked the lock with a baguette--or smashed it--but then regained her composure.

Teammates, why bother so much.

Gordon turned his head in the direction of the finger, and he helplessly held his forehead: "Child——"

"Catman." Little Dorothy corrected earnestly, even a daily vest should be taken seriously.

The game should have a sense of ceremony.

Gordon took a deep breath. He leaned against the edge of the desk, with the hard edge pressed against his waist, which gave him a sense of reality and made sure that he was not dreaming.

"Well, catman, heroes are not a child's play."

"You might as well open it first." Dorothy raised her jaw.

Dorothy doesn't eat oil and salt, what are you doing when you play games and don't do tasks?Are you cute?She has to support her family, and there is still a system in the nest waiting to be fed.

Gordon had to open the cabinet, and the sad-looking Mad Hatter filled the remaining space in the cabinet.

On the way to GCPD, the Mad Hatter woke up again, so Dorothy knocked him on the head again—with the utmost strength, it may take a long time to open his eyes this time.

"How did you..." He lost his voice, his thoughts were a little confused, and he subconsciously turned his head to ask.

It turned out that there was no one there.

He slammed the cabinet door and walked around behind the desk.It was also empty and deserted.

"Okay." Gordon was helpless, he felt that he really should talk to Batman.

Another turned around and disappeared.