The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The night wind poured in through the open windows.

Sisley was sitting on the marble bay window sill wiping her hair, and was caught off guard by the coldness from head to toe. She couldn't help coughing lightly, pursed the corners of her lips, and got up to close the window.

Mephisto had taken a long bubble bath before heading out hunting, and now Sisley's whole room was filled with her sweet rose scent.

"You should go take another shower, sweetheart."

———Bruce persuaded her to go back to her room.

He didn't directly comfort her "Mephisto will be back soon", and because Sisley was dripping wet, he didn't rush over to hug her, but the look in his eyebrows made it clear out.

Batman went to get his armor in front of her, very much like an old father who raised his heels and went out to find his child's lost cat.

Sisley had just put her mind at ease when Alfred wrapped her head and face in a cashmere blanket.

Before she could react to what happened, she was immediately stuffed into the sofa in the living room. The silver-haired old butler held the tray in his left hand and the remote control of the air conditioner in his right, with a gentle but unwavering expression.

"Miss Sisley, please be sure to cherish your health as something as important as friendship."

Sisley: ………

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Dirty the expensive carpet itself made her feel guilty, facing Alfred's kind smile, Sisley didn't dare to say anything.

Finally, with a pot of hot milk, she ate up the special cold medicine and a small supper.

Unlike Sisley's sugar content when she pampered herself, Alfred's special hot milk has no added sugar and focuses on health and nutrition, so the taste has a unique fishy smell of dairy products.

But with hot cinnamon rolls, the fishy smell is not so unacceptable, but it tastes like a late-night snack.

Seeing the black-haired and blue-eyed little girl eat everything on the plate obediently, her hair was half-dried by the cashmere blanket, and she drank a pot of hot milk, her pale face just now gradually returned to lustrous pearls White, the expression on Alfred's face gradually softened, and it was no longer the faint thunderstorm look before.

"It's bedtime, Miss Sisley."

The silver-haired old butler silently took away the tray, put a cashmere blanket on his arm, and "escorted" Sisley to her bedroom, and said goodnight to her.

With a "click", the door lock turned, Sisley had no choice but to enter the room under Alfred's gaze, and became a little salty fish with nothing to do again.

According to the old father's proposal, she first obediently took a half-bath bath, and then came out and began to brush her hair.

Gotham is cold at night, and the dark mist covers the dense forest on the other side of the lake. Those dark shadows are connected together, like a peeping shadow.

Beside Sisley, the light screen floated quietly, showing the string of gibberish characters written by Mephisto in the chat room.

Sisley was sure that the old father also received this message, but only Sisleys knew exactly what this string of gibberish meant.

The meaning of each character comes from a certain chat. At that time, Mephisto was like this, sitting on the marble bay window, fiddled with the lemonade in his hand, and put the straw on her lap from time to time. Sisley, who was reading a book, pressed her lips to let her take a sip.

"One thing suddenly occurred to me," Mephisto said.

When the beauty Rose doesn't need to fight, she will put away the ribbon of desire and only wear a rather thin nightgown.

Unlike Sisley herself, Sisley in rose skin doesn't like the touch of the fabric touching the skin, so it can be said that she is the type of Princess and the Pea.

She was uncomfortable, and Sisley herself would also frown; therefore, Sisley has changed from blushing at the beginning to becoming a habit now.

"Ok?"

While turning the pages, Sisley naturally took Mephistopheles' hand and interlocked her fingers.

The skin touches, the consciousness is shared, without Mephisto saying a word, Sisley has already shown a look of sudden realization.

"I love this idea!"

As if playing a game, Sisley put aside the "Red and Black" temporarily, sat back at the table with Mephisto, and began to discuss the idea that Mephisto had just thought of.

————Encrypted characters.

The names of all the people in the family are lined up and recorded in a notebook, trying to lock the person they represent with a number and a letter.

"So the father is...?"

Sisley lowered her head and wrote in the notebook, handing it to Mephisto.

The beauty Rose nodded, unexpectedly approved of this set of registration system, and used the notebook for her own use. After Abaddon copied a copy for each Sisley, the beauty Rose satisfactorily put the original into the notebook. own empty pocket.

At first it was just Mephisto and Sisley, later Ken was involved, Abaddon provided the most ideas, and Gabriel was just responsible for keeping the meaning of each character firmly in his mind.

Gabriel: ?

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The whimsy of a Sisley is the common interest of a litter of Sisleys.

It took the whole afternoon, even the ice cubes of the lemonade completely melted, and the time and place were discussed in this way until a complete character system was gradually established.

————And tonight was the first time Sisley witnessed the use of this character system.

After a moment of silence, Sisley put the towel to dry her hair aside, and took out the copy of the notebook from the bookshelf.

She walked to the desk, turned on the desk lamp, compared the handwriting on the note, and identified the garbled characters sent by Mephisto symbol by symbol.

The girl scratched the last line with her fingertips like water onion, and stopped gently.

Arkham Asylum... Joker.

Second brother...?

There's no way Red Robin will be in Arkham tonight, but there's a good chance Red Hood will be.

In other words, when Mephisto disappeared, Jason Todd was also inside.

"day."

Red Hood cursed indistinctly in the wind.

He took the chip from the red ribbon, and for a while, he didn't decide whether to go back to Wayne Manor and throw away this hot potato directly, or keep it with him until Mephisto came back to pick it up.

No matter which choice he made, he was so irritated that he wanted to scratch his head, but Jason just wanted to break his head, but he didn't expect that a second after the red ribbon was swallowed by the black hole, a circle of mud creatures would appear on the floor of Arkham Mental Hospital .

If it is a mushroom ring on the grass, such a ring-shaped creation of nature can barely be called cute.

But the mud creatures drilled out of the reinforced concrete in this circle are all two meters long.

They were hunched over, their limbs were completely out of proportion, their heads slanted across the ceiling, and they gradually approached Jason while making horrible howls.

Jason:! ! !

Jason: *fried hairs*

—————It was the slender ghost who was about to drop San, and the Batman who was about to blow up buildings.

What's even more frightening is that each of these mud creatures was as hard as real reinforced concrete. They circled hand in hand and slowly surrounded Jason.

Jason slashed down with a long knife, only feeling that he was scraping the floor of Arkham Mental Hospital.

————Don’t even think about it.

While running on the roof, Jason had already realized it.

———————————————————————————————————— This is either caused by the disgusting little easter egg set by the clown, or the chip that Mephisto threw to him. Otherwise, these mud creatures would not be able to chase him to death. .

even so.

…Jason found himself unable to let go of the important things that the red ribbon threw at that moment.

Red Hood can have no conscience, but this does not assume that the other party has saved his life.

Exhaling a breath of fuzzy white air briefly, Jason stopped at the dividing line of the normal land boundary, pulled out the muddy water-stained gun again, swung it nonchalantly, and pointed it at the mud creatures that wobbled out of the ground in front of him.

This is what Jason realized when he kept running: he couldn't escape from the high-speed movement of the magic side, even though all the slime monsters seemed to move slowly.

"Come on," Jason said to himself, "after this time, I don't owe her anything—"

Breaking sound.

Someone smashed the yellow leaves between the treetops, and rushed towards this direction sharply.

The knife is bright and sharp, reflecting the moonlight tonight, so beautiful that it makes one's hair stand on end.

The air flow spread in his direction, Jason took a step back subconsciously, and then saw this second in slow motion.

The blond girl rolled and jumped down like a wild cat, and landed lightly; her knife cut through the mud monster's head, but an invisible airflow wrapped the blade, making it still gleaming, and it was not stained with disgusting muddy water.

Her gray eyes are bright, and her face is expressionless. A small white face is wrapped by a cool exoskeleton, like those dolls in a fantasy storybook that suddenly come to life from the owner's cabinet.

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"It's so expensive!!!" She yelled at the system in her mind, "The positioning of the monster is so expensive!!! The magic coating on the knife is also so expensive!!! Uwuwu virtual energy is running out! !!"

The system was so disturbed by her noise that it cried along with her in a beeping electronic sound.

[Player Sisley, this is impossible! ! !Interfering with the power of reality is expensive! ! ! 】

In just a few seconds, Sisley was tired of crying in her heart, so she just let it go.

While letting the system shut down immediately, she raised her head and stared at her cheap second brother with the eyes from Sisley's body.

He was much taller than her, with smooth and beautiful muscular lines, and he wore a rather bright and coquettish red hood, but he could be seen a little like Batman from every corner.

Sisley didn't know if this color scheme was the same aesthetic as Robin, and Sisley didn't want to know. Sisley hoped that she didn't have hereditary aesthetic abnormalities.

The cheap second brother didn't speak, the red hood and her looked at each other, the atmosphere seemed to gradually become awkward.

——Before the next wave of mud creatures came, Sisley felt that she needed to say hello.

Without using her brain to think at all, she put on Eve's vest and opened her mouth, ready to say hello to Brother Cheap first.

The moonlight was eerily bright tonight, thus illuminating the face of this mysterious girl who appeared suddenly, as well as her tongueless mouth.

Jason: *pupil quake*