[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

While maintaining the posture of aiming his gun at the security guard holding Mayor Hardy hostage, Gordon observed the security guard. He was slightly taken aback when he heard a voice that didn't match the security guard's appearance at all, and returned. After coming to his senses, he tightened the gun in his hand, and asked calmly, "You know me?"

The security guard didn't know whether he didn't hear Gordon's temptation or didn't care about the information he had exposed. He easily followed Gordon's words: "A little person like me It is not worth the concern of Director Gordon who is busy with everything."

The security guard with a female voice hit it with a gun in his hand. I don't know if it was because the person who thought he was dead got up again and was frightened, or because the gun was pressed against the temple and faced death threats. His face looked down. At the temple of Mayor Hardy, who was even paler than the corpse on the ground, he once again showed an extremely incongruous and sweet smile towards Director Gordon.

"Why do you want to hold Mr. Hardy?" Director Gordon's expression did not change at all because of the provocative actions of the security personnel. On the contrary, he looked very calm: "I think everyone in Gotham City knows that no matter what the purpose is, Doing things for a clown will never end well."

He tried to use this kind of dialogue to delay time in order to find out who can take down the criminal without harming the hostage Mayor Hardy, but even if this person is not a security guard, he should have experienced relevant training, because he Hides all the vital parts of his body very well behind Mayor Hardy, except for the face he needs to let himself see - the man also seems pretty clear about the fact that he doesn't shoot criminals lightly .

"Working for that lunatic?" The security guard sneered, "Don't be kidding, we just take what we need, and we don't even count as cooperation. If I have to use an adjective, I prefer it-internship."

"Internship?" Gordon was stunned once again when he heard this word that seemed completely irrelevant to the current situation, and this time his brows furrowed fiercely.

When the security guard said this, the corners of his mouth widened, as if he was satisfied with the adjective he had found: "Don't you and Batman both like to send criminals to Arkham Asylum, then you should all be very happy." Clearly, there is no such thing as cooperation in the eyes of that lunatic, and as for me, I simply appreciate—"

"It's just his performance art!" He said in a gradually sharper tone, and pulled the trigger under his index finger under the eyes of Gordon's pupils constricting.

Gordon pulled the trigger decisively at the same time, and fired a bullet at the security guard's muzzle.

"Bang!" However, there was only one gunshot, and the bullet fired from Gordon's gun was pulled into the bullet's path at some point amidst the sharp laughter of the young woman and Gordon's somewhat pale face. Mayor Hardy left.

At this moment, a black shadow the size of a palm shattered the glass of the mayor's office and hit the bullet that was shot at Mayor Hardy. The bullet was about to hit Mayor Hardy's chest. At that time, he was knocked off track by this black shadow and sank into Mayor Hardy's left shoulder.

The black shadow hit the wall on one side, stuck straight into the wall and stopped. It was a Robin dart.

"Ahahahahaha finally came—" After seeing the Robin Dart, as if he had finally achieved his goal, the sharp laughter of the security personnel was tinged with excitement.

The next moment, a figure shattered the window of the mayor's office. Red Robin, who was wearing a tight red and black uniform, held a metal long stick in one hand, and crossed his hands in front of him to block the flying glass shards. Rolling away the impact force, he stood up dexterously, swung the metal stick horizontally, and stood in front of Director Gordon, facing Mayor Hardy and the security personnel who were holding him hostage.

"Oh? This is really disappointing." The security officer who hadn't loaded the pistol until this time sighed exaggeratedly, held the gun against Mayor Hardy's temple with one hand, and spread the other hand, pretending to be Shrugging helplessly, "I thought I could make a headline in the Gotham Daily tomorrow—Gotham Police Chief James Gordon shot and killed Mayor Hardy in the municipal building."

"Don't you think it's a very hot headline? Hahahahaha..." The security guard couldn't help laughing as if he was telling a harmless and funny joke, but the smile on his face was a little strange His incongruity, coupled with his voice that did not match his appearance at all, made him look weird and intrusive.

"Grace Sharp." Red Robin didn't show a slight smile because of this joke that wasn't funny at all. He calmly revealed the identity of the security guard.

The smile on the security guard's face didn't decrease in the slightest because her identity was revealed. It seemed that he, or she, was not surprised that Red Robin knew her identity. She had a girlish sweetness on her face. With a smile: "Ah, it's a pity to be seen. I'm quite satisfied with my makeup this time."

Gordon, who was standing behind Red Robin, widened his eyes when he heard the words. He took a step to the side and looked at Grace who was disguised as a security guard: "Sharp? Are you John's daughter? You help The clown is holding the mayor hostage?! Why?"

"I've said it's not helping," Grace closed her face with a sweet smile, and put her other hand on Mayor Hardy's left shoulder, pressing hard on the wound that was hit by the bullet. , after hearing Mayor Hardy's scream, his displeasure eased, "Mayor Hardy is not my target, and neither are you, so I advise you not to provoke me at will."

Gordon opened his mouth, and finally closed his mouth under the hint of Red Robin's eyes. He couldn't figure it out. He had met John Sharp a few times. He was the founder of the Gotham City Public Welfare Fund. Unlike some upper-class people who use charitable projects to launder money or do superficial work to earn fame, although they have a rich family background, their food and clothing expenses are based on the standards of ordinary working-class people. If it is not confirmed by others, you may even You'd think he's just an ordinary Gotham citizen with some good-guy personality.

When he received the news of John Sharp's death, he felt very sorry. Another person who wanted to make Gotham better was gone, so when his daughter was arrested for attempting to stab someone with a knife, he deliberately He asked his subordinates not to be too harsh on this young man who was too sad because of his father's death, but he was relieved when he found out that she had been released. So, did he miss something?Why is she like this?

Grace showed a satisfied smile after seeing Gordon shut his mouth. She looked at Red Robin again, her voice was not so sharp because she was no longer agitated, but it seemed to be opposite because of her joyful mood. The lover's words are generally sweet and sweet: "Red Robin, I saw you in the news report, the leader of the Teen Titans, you participated in the Sokovia incident, right?"

Realizing what Grace was going to say, or that her reaction was within his expectations, Red Robin nodded calmly: "So, your target is actually me? I don't remember what I have done to make you Do you hold grudges so much?"

"Of course you are gone," Grace smiled softly, "You are not my ultimate goal, I just hope that it is not the two of you who rescued Mr. Hardy from me today. In fact, my request Not high, and I believe Mr. Hardy deserves your little request."

She said, and once again pressed the muzzle of the gun in her hand to the temple of Mayor Hardy, who was almost fainting: "Have you seen her in Sokovia? Have you seen a real god? Isn't she powerful, cold and charming?"

Every time an adjective was spoken, Grace's voice became sweeter and sweeter, and the hand holding the pistol against Mayor Hardy's temple became stronger, and the muzzle of the gun almost sank into Mayor Hardy's temple. Mayor Hardy showed a painful expression, and her smile became full and weird as if she was using it as bait: "I want to see her——! I want to see Inanna!"

At this moment, Red Robin made a sudden attack. He quickly rubbed the front of his body, stretched out his long legs, and swept towards the legs of the weak Mayor Hardy and Grace standing behind him. The stick hit upwards, right on the back of Grace's hand who was about to shoot Mayor Hardy regardless.

Grace, who had raised herself up because she wanted to pretend to be a security guard, fell directly backwards under the huge force of her lower body. The severe pain in her hand made her release her hand holding the gun. Seeing the gun in her hand The gun was about to fall, and she immediately went to pick it up regardless of the pain in her hand.

The red Robin, who was supporting Mayor Hardy, turned to Grace, his head was facing the direction of Mayor Hardy who fell forward, but it seemed that there were eyes in the back of his head. With a flick in the direction of Director Gordon, the other hand held the long stick and swiped the gun that Grace was about to catch to the other side, and the gun was swept and flew directly to the other side.

Then he stepped forward with a grab and knocked down Grace who was trying to run towards the gun, using the long stick to trap her hand firmly behind her.

Grace, who was overwhelmed, was panting violently, staring fixedly at the gun that fell at the base of the wall not far away, her eyes revealing a deep sense of unwillingness.

After Director Gordon caught the weak Mayor Hardy, what he saw was the scene of Red Robin suppressing Grace, who was disguised as a security guard, on the ground.

Director Gordon wanted Mayor Hardy to sit on the office chair on one side and take a rest, but Mayor Hardy, who was frightened by the "deceitful corpse" Grace, was unwilling to leave his side even if he said nothing. He had no choice but to lead the trembling Mayor Hardy towards Red Robin.

He glanced at Grace, who was suppressed on the ground and didn't listen to her voice. She looked like a man, frowned and asked suspiciously: "I've seen pictures of this girl before, and even On her own, I thought that the current make-up technology can't make it look like another person?" Not to mention she is transgender.

The author has something to say: Irresponsible Little Theater:

Tim: I don't know how many chapters later, I finally won the MVP again, here, I would like to thank my girlfriend and ex-best friend for giving away their heads!

Grace: (struggling) Damn it, just wait!

Mayor Hardy: (extremely scared.jpg) I was terrified! NMD why?I'm just an ordinary mayor!

Gordon: In this chapter, Gordon felt more than a little in my heart.

垃圾作者：（抠鼻）没事，我相信你哥谭单挑王的实力。感谢在2020-03-1522:40:35~2020-03-1622:40:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 flower in the mirror;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Go to bed early and dream of the red hood, I really don’t bother to think of a name;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!