[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

The black cloak skipped over the first step, like a feline pad under his feet, without the slightest sound. Bruce looked at the scene in front of him where no one was seen since he stepped on the first step. On the spiral staircase extending upwards, I thought for a moment, and then made a Batman-specific, deep and hoarse voice: "Lincoln March, are you there?"

Batman's voice was so hoarse as if it contained some long-standing old disease, echoing among the empty stairs, no one responded, and no enemy launched an attack.

Seeing this, Bruce did not hesitate to continue towards the office of Lincoln March, who was attacked with him in the Wayne Tower and who intended to become a partner with the Wayne family.

The moment he opened the office door, the metal reflection of the weapon made him subconsciously pull the door back to block himself, but nothing happened, there was no gunfire, let alone the sound of bullets hitting the door, he realized When he arrived, he immediately opened the door of the office.

The person sitting on the chair behind the desk with a gun pointed at the door was none other than Lincoln March, who was also on the assassination list of the Court of Owls tonight.

"Bruce Wayne..." When the name protruded from his mouth, Bruce's thoughts moved slightly. He looked behind the office door that was pushed open by himself, and the sharp claws of the owl that fell on the ground entered head.

He looked again at Lincoln March, who had a dagger inserted into his chest, blood staining the white shirt inside his suit, and walked towards him.

"Bruce Wayne..." Lincoln March watched Batman Super come by himself, and said angrily, "I have something to tell Bruce Wayne..."

"Don't talk, Mr. March, the ambulance will be here soon." Bruce looked at the person who had survived the owl court with him and became dying in the blink of an eye. He was not angry, but he I can't ignore the faint sense of disobedience in my heart...

"No, I'm going to die," Lincoln March said with difficulty, then reached into the jacket pocket of his suit with trembling hands, slowly took out a note, and handed it to Bruce, "This, Please give this to Bruce Wayne..."

Bruce took the note from Lincoln March, and the latter's hand hanging down feebly, as if he had fulfilled his last wish, his words became more and more broken, and his voice became lower and lower : "This, this, is the clue I'm trying to track down the donation and find out."

"Bruce," Bruce thought for a split second that he knew who he was, because he looked like he was talking to him, "you know him, Bruce, tell him this city is worth fighting for, but, a , a better Gotham, ahem, is a dream..."

The next moment, he lowered his hands, his eyes opened forward as if reluctantly, but his chest no longer rose and fell.Bruce looked into his wide-open eyes in silence, thinking of the man he first met at the Charity Foundation dinner before, and he talked to himself about his high spirits and ambition to make Gotham a better city. look.

He reached out and closed his eyes.Lincoln March's last words did make him very angry. At that moment, he couldn't control himself and vowed in his heart that he would burn the owls' nests to the ground, but he still couldn't ignore the emotion that filled his heart when he saw Lincoln March. Weird feeling of disobedience, what is the reason for this discord feeling?

He unfolded the note that Lincoln March brought to him, with three names written on it. The moment he saw the three names, he seemed to think of something, and immediately said to the old butler in the Batcave with the built-in earphone: "Alfred, check to see if Inanna is still there."

On the other side, in the bat cave, the blond girl manipulated the particle cannon suspended behind her and quickly cleaned up the remaining sharp claws from the empty road under Gugalana's reminder.

The brains were pierced, and the corpses of the claws who could no longer wake up were stacked in a corner of the bat cave. The blonde girl stood in the center of the bat cave with her arms crossed, and the mechanical wings behind her were all split into one A suspended particle cannon is facing all directions of the Batcave. Once the sharp claws come to this necessary place from the outside passage, they will be bombarded mercilessly.

The old housekeeper who came out of the control room saw a blond girl surrounded by a pile of dangerous weapons. She had skin as clear as bone china, long hair like golden threads, eyes as beautiful as blue gemstones and If you haven't actually seen the exquisite facial features that seem to be favored by the gods, it is probably hard to imagine the existence of this level of beauty in reality.

The old butler looked at the almost unreal beautiful blond girl looking around with a touch of vigilance in her eyes, thinking of Master Bruce leaving without hesitation after getting the other party's promise of "being responsible for the safety of the Batcave", he couldn't help but feel A faint smile appeared.

At this time, Tim, who went out to clean up the claws in Wayne Manor, put away his long stick and walked into the Batcave. When he saw Inanna standing in the center of the Batcave and her surroundings glowing When looking at the particle cannon with cold metallic luster, his footsteps paused slightly.

And Inanna raised her head when she heard footsteps, and met the sight of the black-haired young man in black and red tight-fitting uniform and black domino mask.

"Confirm the survival rate of the owl camp in Gotham City." Inanna instructed Gugalana in her mind, and the next moment she received the message, she put away the particle cannon suspended around her body.

Seeing the particle cannons put away and gradually spliced ​​together, Tim understood that this meant the alarm had been cleared. He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and took off the black domino mask on his face.

Familiar handsome facial features, deep blue eyes like a lake reflecting the gray sky of Gotham were revealed as the mask was taken off. Inanna stood where she was, as if dazed and silent, watching quietly A young man walking towards him.

Looking at the pair of sapphire-like clear and beautiful blue eyes that clearly reflected his own figure because he looked at him quietly, Tim tentatively stretched out a hand, and gently touched Inanna's white and lustrous skin hanging by her side. After the fingertips were not rejected, he wrapped the ten-fingered, well-proportioned hand in his own with well-defined joints.

He looked closely at his blond girl, and with the other hand, he straightened her golden strands that were messed up by the airflow due to flying in the air, and said in a low voice, "I'm glad you are willing to give me a chance to explain, but first of all, I I have to confirm something with you, are you angry?"

The moment Inanna was holding her hand, she felt the strange feeling before—as if the temperature started to rise from the contact between the skin, which made her feel that there was something wrong with her heart, and she began to feel uneasy. It was beating violently as if under her control, and the unprecedented terrifying frequency made her feel a certain panic.

Probably from the beginning of birth, the number of times she felt the emotion called nervousness was very small, and for a moment she felt that the young man who made herself feel this emotion intensely for no reason made her want to sit on Maanna immediately and hide away. However, as a god, she cannot escape the believers, and it is even more impossible to escape the doubts of the believers.

She pursed her lips slightly, and met the pair of blue eyes that made her feel beautiful as a god when she first met, but now made her body react strangely: "I'm not angry."

"I didn't tell you everything. I couldn't be honest with you, so why do I ask you to be honest with me?" Venus itself is not a place where deception is not allowed. Gods are symbols of wisdom and authority. If a person can deceive the eyes of the gods, his character may not be praised, but his wisdom is beyond doubt.

After tidying her hair, she gently pinned a few strands of gold around her ears behind her ears, revealing her fair and delicate ears and the smooth and delicate skin of her face. Tim's hands gently rubbed that piece of skin through the black gloves : "You think so, but you don't feel that way, do you?"

Inanna was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and Tim noticed that she wanted to tilt her head slightly but was stopped by his hand on her side, and smiled softly: "I wonder why I know? Because, I Same feeling as you."

"When I saw you attacking Batman in the Wayne family cemetery, my reason told me that I should understand what you did, but I didn't feel like that. I was angry, unhappy, and even complained. ..." Tim said, and the hand that was stroking the side of the blond girl's face changed to cupping her face, bringing the two of them closer to each other.

The difference from before is that he turned his head sideways to avoid the high nose bridges of the two, and as the blond girl asked in a low voice, "What are you complaining about?" as if infected by some atmosphere, his lips almost touched her. On the lips: "blame why you don't feel the same as me."

Then, the blond-haired girl who was very close to him touched the lips of the black-haired and blue-eyed young man.

The instant the unprecedented soft touch spread on her lips, the blonde girl's pupils shrank slightly, and at this moment, a heavy cough sounded in her ears.

Tim, who was also startled by the familiar coughing sound, subconsciously slid his hand to the back of Inanna's head, pulled her into his arms, and then looked in the direction of the sound source, only to see the old butler standing in the corner retract silently. The white gloved hand pressed to his lips when he coughed.

He turned his head very quickly and looked up at the passageway above. What he saw was Dick with a mysterious smile on his face looking this way. Damian in Bin uniform.

Tim, who forced himself to calm down, loosened his arms around Inanna very naturally: "You are back, it seems that the task has been completed quite smoothly."

"Thanks to Inanna."

"The guy next to you helped a lot, and why did you take off the mask."

Dick and Damian spoke at the same time, then looked at each other.

A female voice sounded behind the two of them: "Why don't you two go down?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Tim: Gah!What's the matter with you? !

Damian: (arms crossed) Batcaves are not for your silly stuff... umm...

Dick: (covers Damian's mouth) Heck, you can pretend we don't exist.

Inanna: (The whole body is about to be cooked)

Ah Fu: (laughing gratifiedly) If one day I can see Master Bruce have such an impulse, I will be very happy.

Tim, Dick, Damian: (the expressions gradually become weird)