[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

"...Finally, mix Reagent A and Reagent B evenly, and the special effect detoxification is complete." Under the guidance of Gugalana's mechanical voice in her mind, Inanna directed with her index finger to be wrapped in a layer of transparent light golden energy. The two balls of reagents floating in a spherical shape mixed into a larger ball in mid-air. After the color of the liquid in the ball no longer changed, she picked up the clean large test tube on the reagent rack and removed the wrapping. The golden energy of the liquid, the liquid that was originally spherical due to external force immediately spread out and fell downward due to gravity.

Steadily holding the prepared reagent solution in the large test tube without dropping it, Inanna put the large test tube on the test tube rack and took a new syringe from the other side.

The syringe with the prepared antidote punctured the skin of Bruce Wayne's arm, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and a tube of antidote was pushed into his body through the needle.

Inanna pulled out the syringe, straightened up, stood on the spot and observed the man with his eyes closed tightly, and blinked lightly, knowing that it would take some time for the antidote to take effect, so she turned around calmly and prepared to go Dispose of used syringes.

The moment she turned around, she heard movement behind her, turned around immediately, and saw Bruce Wayne opened his eyes and propped himself up on one hand.

"You're awake." Inanna's eyes lingered on his tightly furrowed brows for a moment, and then shifted her gaze to his eyes without a trace. Those deep blue eyes finally bid farewell to the lids at this moment. The eyelids that don't know how many hours, the pupils shrink because of the sudden light they receive.

Bruce, who hadn’t recovered from the chaotic dream, stopped rubbing his forehead when he heard Inanna’s voice. He subconsciously followed the sound and looked to the side. It was the first time that a beautiful face that couldn't help but be amazed appeared in the environment that was obviously inside the Batcave, and the brain shut down for a few seconds.

However, his excellent brain quickly helped him process the information he had so far. He glanced at the syringe in Inanna's hand that he hadn't had time to dispose of: "You injected the antidote for me? Did Tim call you here? Thank you so much."

After expressing that he had a general understanding of the situation where Inanna appeared here, Bruce went straight to the subject without hesitation in a very "Batman" way: "He asked you to come here, which means that he is not in the Batcave, and he went directly to the Joker ?"

"Clown?" Inanna tilted her head slightly, and the dream of the man in front of her flashed in her mind, or the man whose subconscious soul even exudes a disgusting stench, and the picture that fell The white card next to the ship in the Batcave reads, "Tim asked me to find Mr. Wayne Manor's missing butler. I don't know what he did."

Looking at Bruce, who was frowning even more because of her answer, Inanna also frowned slightly: "The clown...is he a shameless green-haired man?"

Bruce looked up at her suddenly: "Have you seen him?"

Inanna was about to shake her head, but suddenly felt that the man in front of her probably didn't want to know that she had entered his dream, so she simply nodded without giving any further explanation: "You mean, Tim is going to Did you find her?"

When she asked this question, what was in her mind was the laughter of the green-haired person in Bruce Wayne's dream, which completely coincided with the weird laughter in her dream, and the maggot-covered man who was stepped on by herself. Robin carcass.

Seeing the blond girl nodding, Bruce's already frowning brows tightened even more. Suddenly, he snatched the ax raised high by the clown in his mind. The scene of kicking the clown's foot in a controlled manner, obviously I have no such experience, even in the endless chaotic dream just now...

"It's just my guess," probably because he had been in a coma for too long. Thinking of this, Bruce squeezed his brows, "Sorry, what is it now..."

Just as he was about to ask what time it is, he suddenly realized the problem, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Inanna: "Isn't Damian in the Batcave?"

Inanna turned her head slightly puzzled after hearing this question: "When I came to Wayne Manor, there was no one in the manor, and you are the only one in this place."

Bruce immediately put his legs on the ground, stood up directly, took the bat helmet that was put aside, passed Inanna, and walked towards the door: "Damian is looking for Alfred!"

When he reached the door, his footsteps stopped.He turned his head to look at the blond girl who stood behind him and looked at him. From her blue eyes that were as calm as the calm sea, he saw his figure occupied by anxiety, anger, panic, etc.

In front of those eyes without any special emotions, it was as if cold water poured down on his head. Bruce finally recovered his composure. He began to reorganize himself because of the poisoning coma and knowing that Damian went to find Alfred alone. As well as Alfred being taken away for a longer and longer time and a series of things that have become chaotic thoughts, the most fundamental and core way to solve all these problems is to find out where the clown is.

When he was at the reservoir before, the clown used the walkie-talkie to contact the accomplices hiding behind the bushes. He could track the mobile signal and find them before the clown killed them all. Even if it was one of them, he could get information about the clown's whereabouts clues.

But maybe, he can save the effort of tracking that signal. Bruce took out the bat computer directly, and after entering the system in the bat cave, he found traces of the tracking signal in the operation records left by Red Robin.

He looked at Inanna standing in front of him, and remembered Damian's performance in front of the clown accomplice named Grace Sharp when he discovered the live broadcast of Little Claridge's encounter with the clown——Damian I really like this girl in front of me.

Tim asked her to come to Alfred, which shows that he trusts her ability very much. Since he has been approved by his two Robins, then this matter should be handed over to her.

He fixedly looked at the blond girl in front of him, and said very solemnly: "I'm going to find the culprit who took my butler away. Although Tim asked you to go first, you can finish my task first." Entrust?"

Inanna was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and after thinking for a moment under the gaze of those deep blue eyes, she also nodded solemnly: "If you are looking for the man who captured Alfred Pennyworth If the culprit is the culprit, then he will also be saved because of this, which is equivalent to you fulfilling the commission Tim gave me. Although it is Tim’s request, I prefer to complete it by myself, but I think you must want to save it yourself. Mister butler."

Just like if it was Gujarana who was taken away, then she must also hope to rescue him personally. If Tim is here, he should also approve of her decision.

Bruce's deep blue eyes finally showed the extremely faint smile that the clown hadn't seen since returning to Gotham, and he said to Inanna, "Thank you."

"Then, can I ask you to bring Damian, who is looking for Alfred alone, back to the Batcave safely?"

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the red clouds in the evening spread across the sky. Under the cover of blood, the Gotham Zoo was approaching its closing time, and there seemed to be no one inside except for a few staff members who were packing their things.

However, in a huge empty cage that no one cares about in the poultry area, a thrilling scene is taking place.

"Fly, little bird!" Standing on the ground in the cage, the clown wearing the uniform of the zoo keeper laughed and pushed a joystick beside him, standing in front of him, shaking slightly, choking his neck Robin's feet were bound by the rope of the trap that he stepped into at some point, and he was directly off the ground and was hung upside down in the cage.

The clown bent down and found a stiff corpse of a robin from among the rotting fruit, bird food, and dead birds, and rubbed it with the skin fixed on his face among the flies flying around. Rubbing the bird's carcass: "Oh, my dear children, what I love most about you young birds is your wonderfully melodious screams, especially the high-pitched repetitions, which make me very happy. pleasure."

Damian, who was hung upside down, stared at the clown below: "Oh? Is that so? Then when I beat you all over the floor again, you can say where Pennyworth is while making a high-pitched voice." It would make me very happy."

"Aha, what a bad-tempered bird," the clown smiled strangely, throwing away the corpse of the robin that he seemed to feel sorry for a moment ago, and took out a pink clown children's player that looked full of childishness, and once again Released the gift he left to the owner of Wayne Manor, "Jifuss is not as simple as making a cup of black tea for you, huh? Bats are also looking for him like crazy, so I think you should be very familiar with his voice gone."

Hearing Alfred's screams, Robin's face completely sank: "You will regret everything you do now, because I want to break a sacred oath——I want to kill you!"

"Oh, I'm so scared," the clown waved his hand, and approached Robin who was hanging upside down, "Come on, please, what you said about beating me and killing me really makes me sick to my stomach."

"The option to kill me should be placed after everything, at the end of everything, because before that, we still have a lot of things to do, a lot of fun that should be enjoyed, kill me before that It's really boring."

Robin looked coldly at the clown approaching him: "I have nothing that you can use to threaten me, clown."

"Clown, clown, you see you call me a clown," the clown spread his hand towards Robin, "but I don't see anything from you that I, as a clown, a jester who makes people laugh, deserves stuff, I mean, when have I ever made you laugh without a little trick like some drugs?"

"But bats are different, yes, I still made him laugh even if I didn't rely on small tricks, just in a dramatic rain, we laughed and laughed together, it was really a memorable, memorable good time... "

Before he could finish speaking, Robin retracted his abdominal muscles, and gave the approaching clown a vicious headbutt, causing the clown to fall backwards to the ground: "If the good times you talk about are letting an innocent crippled girl."

The clown got up from the ground while covering his hit head: "Why do you always hit me? I want to say the glass is half full, but you always say it's half empty?"

Looking at the clown getting up from the ground, Robin said viciously: "I still want to slap the cup on your disgusting smelly face!"

The clown simply lay down on the ground full of rot and bird carcasses, looked at Robin who was hanging upside down: "Hey, look, you are a twisted bird, you don't really need me to make you laugh , This is really special, I like it, but I hope you can regard me as a lighthouse that can guide you in the storm of your soul."

The author has something to say: Sorry, today's update is a bit late.After the unremitting efforts (correction) of the garbage writers (downstairs), it finally became a topic!Little cuties can go to the column next to the topic to vote for the building!Sprinkle flowers!It's just that Tim's votes are not many people voted, and the garbage writers can't afford to build a building, laughing and crying, but it doesn't matter, he will always write about his pure love~

Irresponsible Little Theater:

Clown: Hee hee hee hee hee, the little bird delivered to your door, if you don’t catch it, don’t catch it~

Bruce: I just thought that Dick could stop you, but I never thought that you would take the initiative to deliver the food after he left.

Damian: ...

Inanna: Let go of that little bird... Ahem, let go of that one, that Robin!

Clown: (surprised) Let you come?

伊南娜：……感谢在2020-03-3123:18:20~2020-04-0223:45:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Mr. Red Hood, the world's cutest Tim, 10 bottles of Qianlinger; 1 bottle of bad civilization;

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