The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"Damn it, what is he doing here?"

Jason lifted the opening of the ventilation duct, and quickly stuffed the blonde girl holding a rag into it. He himself followed closely, put the climbing ladder back into his pocket, closed the opening of the ventilation duct again, and lowered his voice while gritting his teeth. complained loudly.

"If there's one thing in the world worse than running around Gotham during the day, it's running around Gotham at night."

"........."

A little ahead of him, Sisley pretended to be an emotionless running machine, obediently crawling forward along the narrow ventilation duct.

Eve's vest is thinner than Sisley's body, so the width of the ventilation duct is like a perfectly sized box for her. pressure.

But obviously, for Jason, drilling through the ventilation duct opening was a torture that tested his flexibility and compression.

"Okay, turn right."

When passing the first corner, he let out a low "hiss" and still commanded, "Go to the right...to the left...to the right again, we can go up from there when we see the cockroach over there ,understand?"

After first finding out about the amoral relationship between Mephisto and his cheap sister, Jason realized that the woman was causing him no more trouble than some black bat must have Come to "visit" when he least expects to see a bat.

Therefore, he not only specially arranged a special trigger alarm near the safe house, but also re-studied the ventilation ducts of this old apartment.

This escape route that even Dick didn't know was actually the inspiration brought to Jason by the blond girl—from what she did in front of him after leaving without saying goodbye.

Gotham's drainage and ventilation systems are intricate, and the amount of engineering is huge. If you escape along these places, sometimes it is much easier than walking through the city.

After all, in the latter, it is only necessary to call out a specific face from the surveillance video, but in a place like the drain, no matter who it is, it will definitely encounter a little bit of coldness, smelly... maybe there are some small troubles with muscular development .

————— Jason is the best at finding such small troubles for Batman, after all, there is such a famous saying in the world.

——————You are best at what you love.

The terrain here is quite complicated, so Sisley tapped the system first, and the layer upon layer of maps were displayed before moving forward with confidence.

The road Jason pointed to coincided with the map, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, after climbing about ten meters, Sisley couldn't help but look back in fear.

"Clap."

This is the sound of something being pushed out of normal range.

"Chuck."

It was the crumbling sound of the air duct support.

————— Where Jason crawled, the sound of metal being stretched was quite obvious.

The size of the young man should not be underestimated, and Sisley was even afraid that he would be completely stuck in the ventilation duct at a certain angle, fulfilling her worst nightmare for her.

As the sound intensified, when passing the next corner, Sisley had to turn her head and let herself back slightly to Jason.

"Why?" Jason also stopped and stared at her. "This is a one-way street. You can't turn around. It's just like life."

Under his gaze, Sisley raised her hand hesitantly, and lightly pressed his red-hooded head, the way she patted a strange dog.

————Jason knows, because he has touched other dogs like this.

Red Hood: ?

He was surprised and inexplicable, and began to suspect that his red hood was not bright enough or the knife was not sharp enough, making the blond girl in front of him so flustered.

"Eve." He laughed back angrily, he relaxed his stiff body, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think you are doing?"

In the darkness, even the outline of the girl's face was blurred, leaving only short platinum-blond hair, which reflected a hazy soft light like moonlight.

She got very close, like a foal that suddenly went mad, even after listening to his words, she still didn't stop.

A cold mechanical arm rested lightly on Jason's shoulder, holding his shoulder, in contrast to another warm little hand.

Red Hood: ? ? ?

This is a rather wonderful movement. The moment he was touched by her, Jason froze all over his body, and his mind raced through a series of eighteen forbidden tags mixed with "gloryh**e" that he had seen before, reminding him The danger of his current situation.

The human-like warm little hand hesitated for a moment, then began to move up, and pressed it to his head again.

"If you dare to do anything again, I can guarantee that you don't have to see the sun tomorrow." Jason said with a fake smile.

Sisley:? ? ? ?

Suddenly receiving such a terrible threat, the blond girl was stunned for a moment, and she gathered herself in front of the red hood, looking at the source of his anger in a daze, and after failing to find the source, she quite simply decided that he was not angry. Continue with what she just did.

"..." Jason didn't want to speak anymore.

The slender fingers of the blond girl wrapped around the back of his head, and the gesture was quite intimate. However, on the first night of knowing her, in front of Jason, who had seen her chopping down those mud monsters at a high speed, at this moment, touching his The knuckles are not the pads of a kitten, but the sharp claws of a cheetah, or the front hooves of a mad foal.

"........."

He opened his eyes calmly, waiting for the next thing to happen, ready to explode at any time.

The blond girl's mechanical arm pinned his shoulders, and Jason was forced to lie down. This posture is slightly better than when he just crawled in the ventilation duct, at least it won't scratch so many bruises , but it is obviously not enough to exert strength.

By the time she got here, Jason already had a brand new guess about what was about to happen.

While feeling unbelievable, he still relaxed his body, and spread it flat in the vent according to the method instructed by the blond girl.

In the darkness, the blond girl's metal fingers slid across his skin, like the wind that suddenly warms and then cools in spring.

She hesitated to choose between his shoulders and his clothes, and finally pinched his clothes with two fingers and locked them.

————— A burst of dragging force came.

The puppet girl lowered her head, her short platinum-blond hair reflected beautiful broken light in the darkness.

Compared to her too petite, child-like size, she was pulling a two hundred pound adult male with all her strength, without hesitation, without hesitation.

"........."

While being dragged by her like this, stumbling forward through the darkness, Jason thought a lot, but didn't think about anything.

After his eyes adjusted to the dark environment, Jason could see the slightly parted pink lips of the blond girl from his perspective.

She was breathing in small mouths because of the heavy burden, her voice was hoarse, and Jason knew that there was nothing in her mouth.

————— The feeling of being cut off by a human being must be as bad as death.

He suddenly had an urgent urge to ask, how old was she when she lost this tongue?Are you ten years old?

Is it scary to not be able to speak from now on?

Every time she demurely pursed her lips into a smile, would those terrible memories come back?

Did she feel that she was an alien, and a kind of utter loneliness in her own existence?

——————… just like him?

If he asked, the girl would have no reservations, Jason knew.

He thought and thought, but only one sentence came out of his mouth.

"Why are you following me?"

In the darkness, the blond girl paused for a moment, and moved closer to him. Her breath was cold and moist, like a puppy. She was still and did not answer.

Jason looked away, didn't look at her again, but said calmly.

"The potted flower you gave me is Luwei flower. It is very beautiful after blooming and can live for a long time. You haven't seen how Luwei flower blooms, have you?"

The little golden head shook.

"You can have a look."

Jason said.

The little golden head nodded frantically.

He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips --- it was a real smile that would only appear after being teased, although in the darkness, neither he nor the blond girl noticed it.

"Okay, keep dragging me away, I promise you to see the sun tomorrow."

Jason lazily said, "Thank you, little sled dog."

Since Brother Cheap compared himself to a sled, Sisley decided not to fuss with him too much.

Seeing that the gloomy aura on his body relaxed again for some reason, she was still happy for him from the bottom of her heart, not to mention that the map showed the end of the safe passage, she finally dragged Jason for 15 meters, and following the next turn, I saw what he said.

"Let's go, let's go." In the narrow space, Jason gently pushed the blond girl aside and stepped on the first section, "Men first, you stay here first."

The blond girl was obediently pushed to a corner by him, and looked up in his direction, her eyes filled with confusion that couldn't be faked.

Even though he was stared at by such confused and trusting eyes, Jason still didn't explain the meaning of "men first". Not only did his conscience not ache, but it was even more vivid than before.

He climbed straight up, Sisley first watched for a while the beautiful scenery under his uniform that he couldn't normally see, then lowered her head and concentrated on counting the number of cockroaches under her feet.

According to the ventilation ducts, the height here is too high, almost like the bottom drain of the city.

But living in the city of Gotham, Sisley also began to gradually understand the structure of the dark forces here—for example, at this moment, she could see countless small red dots gathered together on the map.

About 500 meters away from this clean drain are the men of the killer crocodile who are on patrol.

One night, Mephisto, who was doing daily cleaning tasks above Gotham City, actually cleaned up the stronghold here.

According to her memory, these stinking people in the sewers actually have quite luscious blood, especially Killer Crocodile himself-he is as tender and juicy as a medium-rare steak.

Reminiscing here, Sisley cut it off neatly.

After all, there is no ribbon of desire in her body, and Sisley herself doesn't want to know how the killer crocodile is so tender and juicy, not at all.

All in all, after one night, Mephisto was dubbed "Dracula".

—————Maybe because her fangs were stained with blood, her chin was rolling with blood, her hands were soaked in scarlet, and her eyes were dark.

Sisley thought silently, like treating the previous "tender and juicy", she also put aside the memory of her appearance that she shared with Mephisto.

But in Mephisto's chaotic and bright red memories, Sisley didn't find any memories about this drain. It seemed to appear here out of thin air, and it was quiet and undisturbed by the dark world of Gotham.

———— Are these made by Red Hood?

Eve's vest couldn't speak, so Jason was destined not to feel the thirst for knowledge in the eyes of the blond girl looking down at him.

He had climbed to the top of the tower, lifted the drain cover, and glanced up.

After three seconds, Sisley heard his voice calling her in a low voice.

"Come up, everything is safe."

The water marks continued to spread to the lower part, and Gotham began to rain at night again. The smell of metal was stained with dirty water, cold, slippery, and quite unpleasant.

The manhole cover of the drain was quietly put aside, and Jason took the lead. He stood by and waited quietly for a while. Sure enough, 2 minutes later, a small golden head poked out from the black hole. It looked like it was going to go straight to the front.

Jason grabbed the huge hood behind her long windbreaker, lifted her into the air like a puppy, admired it for a while, and then put her to the side to stand.

"Okay, okay, walk and watch the road."

Amid the continuous sound of rain, his voice of holding back his laughter was quite clear, with a bit of smugness, "I knew little sled dogs couldn't look at the road."

The surveillance camera here was moved by Jason, and a blind spot that couldn't be seen was created, enough for him to pass alone, and Eve was even slender than him, so there was no possibility of being discovered no matter how he thought about it.

Thinking of the old bat losing his bearings, Jason felt at ease physically and mentally, as if he had lost ten pounds. Even though the chip thrown by the woman was still stuck in his pocket, Jason no longer felt that that thing was like Hot as a soldering iron.

The blond girl listened carefully to his nonsense, and sat down carefully.

Jason looked down at her.

"What are you doing?" he asked. "You want to take a shower?"

The way the blond girl responded to him was to take out a needle from the hidden compartment of her arm.

Without blinking her eyes, she injected the contents of the needle into her body.

Under the beating of the rain, Jason noticed that the blond girl's face was extremely pale, like a pearly white ghost. Only after injecting the contents in the needle, did she breathe a sigh of relief, and her blood reddened again. on her cheek.

She closed her eyes and began to doze off.

Jason watched the rain fall from the snow-like long eyelashes of the blonde girl, and was silent for a moment.

"It's impossible for Batman to guess that I'm here." He found a place that was relatively sheltered from the rain, and sat down on the broken wooden box. "Even if they find the ventilation duct, they will definitely not be able to catch up with us in a short time."

Sisley, who was taking a nap, glanced at the screen quietly, affirming his statement.

Just referring to this alley, there are indeed no red dots around them approaching this way, which means that Sisley can relax and rest, and Jason can also check the wound he had bumped into the pipe before.

He applied some medicine to himself, and then came to Sisley who was dozing off, and pulled her to stand up.

"Sit down."

Jason said a little coldly, "Where's the rag I asked you to take?"

The blond girl pressed something, and a new one popped out of her mechanical arm. Jason couldn't help noticing that the special priced absorbent rags he bought in the supermarket were actually placed with those poison bottles that had blood on their throats.

"Okay." He said to himself, took the pink rag, "Look up."

The girl's gray eyes showed a clear blue in the rain, she put her chin in the palm of his outstretched hand, and looked in his direction.

Jason was silent, and used the rag that had swept the dust off her body to wipe off the remaining sewage and mud on her face again.

"hand."

He said.

The mechanical arm and the small human hand stretched out at the same time, and he took them one by one, wiped off the dirt on them, and then sighed lowly.

"You should give me a Golden Medal for Cleaner of the Year." Jason whispered, "You don't even understand what a "Golden Medal" is, do you?"

The blond girl stared at him calmly, her eyes as bright as ever.

"........."

Jason looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled.

He turned around, picked up the rag, wrung out the water on it, and cleaned up the dirt on his hood a little bit.

"Let's go."

He threw the rag to the doll girl, and watched the latter take it obediently, and put it back into the metal lattice on his arm.

Passing through deserted alleys and an abandoned construction site, Sisley closely followed Jason's footsteps, climbed the wall of an unfinished building, jumped into an empty room of an empty model apartment, and listened to the A little story about here for 1 minute.

"This place is haunted." Jason said succinctly as he stepped on a thick layer of ash on the floor, "At two o'clock in the afternoon, a family of six was burned to death by a flame that appeared inexplicably, and the fire lasted for more than six hours. , the furniture is still there, but nothing remains of the body."

"........."

Sisley suddenly didn't want to ask what the ash she stepped on was.

Jason looked back as he opened the window, as if pleased by the look on her face, and waved.

"Did you really believe it?" he said a little nastyly. "Come on, this is Gotham, not American Horror Story. In fact, there are only a few gangster fights going on here."

—————However, there is an intuition that tells Sisley that the first story told by the red hood is true.

After all, in an ordinary model house, children's plush toys don't move around for no reason, do they?

Before the scary things inside started hunting, Sisley quickly followed Brother Cheap's footsteps, climbed to the roof, followed the eaves here, and walked towards another brightly lit apartment building.

With a stride, Jason jumped to the edge of the window, climbed on it, and jumped down layer by layer without disturbing anyone.

Sisley followed his example, step by step, and slid down to the first floor, and was dragged down from the windows of other people's houses by the former with the hood of the windbreaker.

She was dragged infinitely stiff in the air, and felt a tightness in her throat, like a pup being grabbed by the back of fate's neck by its mother dog.

"It's not in vain that I put a few extra stitches on your clothes." The instigator also smiled shamelessly, as if he had just discovered a wonderful joke, "I think this is very good, you now have a bite... ...I mean kite string."

Sisley: …………

She silently looked at her cheap second brother, and for some reason, she began to yearn for the justice of a humanitarian destruction.

"Okay, don't look at me like that, you'll reveal yourself." Jason clamped her head from above with one palm, and while twisting the little blonde head forward, put her hood on on the head.

He himself lifted the inner hood of his leather jacket and fastened it tightly.

As she gradually entered the brightly lit square from the end of the alley, Sisley heard Jason whispering.

"We have to go around here and go somewhere else."

She had no objection to this plan, so she nodded, and followed closely beside the tall and long-legged second brother, cheap, watching him gradually walk into an open food stall.

Sisley: ...? ? ?

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"One taco, one chicken taco," Jason took out two crumpled banknotes from his pocket, and handed them to the shopkeeper, "One more Coke, big one."

The fragrance of the vegetables and the strong smell of the meat dissipated in the air in an instant, the crisp sound and the sound of the fried pancake skin were quite clear and pleasant, which could make people's hearts move slightly, but in Sisley's situation, even the stomach was full of pain. Follow slightly.

Before switching the vest, Xisli, who had just subsided from the high fever, hadn't had a sip of porridge, and had an empty stomach, raised her head silently, looked at the red hood standing in front of the stall with a devilish look, and silently trusted him in her heart One hundred points will be deducted.

The characteristic of tacos is simple and fast. Jason thanked him, took his dinner and shiny change from the shopkeeper, and was about to look back at the crowd when he suddenly felt a bunch of real eyes.

At three o'clock, the puppet girl looked at him, her pink lips opened unconsciously, her eyes were full of longing——she even learned how to show condemning eyes without a teacher, she was as wet as a puppy, Shiny.

—————— Just for a taco.

Jason even felt that if she had a tongue, she would be so greedy that she would lick her lips.

If she has.

For a moment, he was also a little confused, whether it was more funny emotions, or more sad and angry emotions.

He still had extra paper money in his pocket to at least buy her enough food to fill her stomach, but he couldn't.

The hand holding the taco trembled slightly. Jason was silent for a moment, then changed the hand holding the paper bag to the hand that was farther away from her, and walked up to the blonde girl.

"Let's go."

His voice was as usual, "Let's go back."