Reselling valuables between the two universes is easy to be traced and difficult to sell. Small handicrafts that look like homemade will not attract attention and are best traded.

It’s just that compared to Lego City, which has been like a day for decades, the real universe is more chaotic and turbulent. Small-scale wars occur frequently, and the attitude towards superheroes cannot be called friendly.

It took Murphy some time to find this superhero forum established by fans. The subsection with the largest number of posts in it is some people who have been helped by superheroes. They express their gratitude and mental journey here, and the number of posts is second. The most partitions are photos, paintings, texts and other news or fan creation release areas.As for the surrounding trading area, there are only a few sporadic posts, and most of them are about the imitation and production of superhero weapons by some craftsmen.

Murphy picked out a few characters in Zhenglian and Avengers, and after posting their Lego villain photos, he didn't pay attention anymore.

In the afternoon, holding the architectural reference drawings borrowed from the spaceship called 'SupermanBabyRocket (Superman Baby Rocket)' in his left hand, he avoided the monitoring and lifted the manhole cover in a deserted alley, and came to Gotham's complicated sewer system .The crocodile man has already entered the prison. The place where he originally lived was sealed off by the Gotham Police Department. The west side is adjacent to the Gotham Power Station. It is half an urban area away from Arkham Asylum and Wayne Manor. Great place with few people.

墨菲对鳄鱼人的老窝进行了工程先期安全考察,确认能顶住杀手鳄折腾的地方果然足够坚韧。附近有智慧生命活动的位置都贴有加固钢板,在墨菲看来就是一行行编码:“2412”“176”“2877”“303”“3794”“222”……

The dark and gloomy underground caves gradually disappeared, and the crocodile man's lair was dismantled into numbers distributed in space in his eyes. The seemingly illogical numbers corresponded to the parts one by one, and finally filtered by the brain, leaving only usable of those parts.

"It's only enough for one-third." He said to himself, "You can build a small one first, and see if it works."

The real object became the toy table in his hand again, and pieces of metal and wood boards were dismantled from the wall, and the process was so light that it would make the onlookers feel weird.

But it turns out that when playing Lego, the fingers are not as fast as the U-shaped hands.

Murphy's pupil quake, whose assembly speed plummeted after he came to the real universe, is very incomprehensible. It feels like the Lego universe is denying the evolutionary history of human beings for tens of thousands of years.Why can't the five fingers grown by human beings be stronger than the body part you draw a semicircle and forcefully call it 'hand'!

This is not reasonable.

It took him an afternoon to assemble the base that occupies most of the area of ​​the crocodile man's rest and activity area. Regardless of the unscientific bare-handed and single-person construction issues, it is already exaggerated in terms of modern technology, but according to the average builder of Lego City Levels - Do you dare to call yourself a master builder if you don't build a spaceship in ten seconds?

The short construction period in the plan was suddenly extended indefinitely.

This made Murphy, who likes to plan and follow the schedule, feel very unhappy.He had to reschedule and allocate all his free time for the next week to the sewers.The dollars raised by the Lego clown vest should only be enough for him to pay the next half month’s rent. If he really can’t sell Chaoying merchandise or find a legal job that doesn’t require full-time work in this half month, then He can only consider some "private work" that he is unwilling to do due to various concerns, such as finding special channels to sell vases that Master Wayne of the Lego Universe doesn't want.

Anyone who has struggled for ten years after time travel will not be reduced to his level.

However, when Murphy thought about it carefully, he was completely penniless because he insisted on too many principles, so that's fine.

And because he himself is a winner in life who rarely encounters difficulties that are difficult to solve, Murphy doesn't really feel nervous or worried even if he is so cautious.

The clothes on his body were a little dusty and smelly during the process of putting together the base just now. After coming out of the tunnel, he went directly to the public toilet to change a set of clothes.

In the next few days, he left early and returned late, and his life was extremely regular, like a fish wandering between cities, even falling into the ocean without splashing the slightest splash.

In the middle, Murphy paid attention to Batman's movements -- if the other party stopped tracking the clown, pulling out the Lego ugly skin to rob the evil and help the poor is also a way to make money. Considering the ranking of the super villain promotion competition, he himself should be quite happy of.

RESULTS BATMANIS WATCHING YOU.

Master Bat not only finds the Penguin, but also single-handedly rushes into the triad territory to investigate, quite a posture of not giving up until he achieves his goal.Murphy was puzzled: How could Batman think of confirming the Joker's identity multiple times?

You must know that the other party only saw Murphy in the Lego ugly vest, and the conversation did not exceed two sentences. With the rhetoric of the Penguin and the Triad, ordinary people must think that although he does not know where he came from, he must be a clown. .

And Batman gives people the feeling that although he doesn't know where he came from, and others say he is a clown, he really doesn't look like a clown.

It's the kind of denial gesture you've tried so hard to justify.

But he has never seen Lego Ugly!How do you know this clown is ooc!

Murphy couldn't think of a reason, and he couldn't come to the door for consultation in person, so he had to hide this second identity that was actually very useful for the time being.

During the day on Wednesday, he went to the crocodile man's lair to scrape the wall as usual. The front desk of the hotel already knew him, and he would take the initiative to say hello to him every time he went in and out.When Murphy left the sewer, the sky was gloomy, he changed his clothes and went out, but his foothold was still in an empty alley with no monitoring.He was about to leave when light and quick footsteps suddenly came from behind him, neither the weight nor the frequency of the steps seemed human, but rather——

Cat.

Murphy turned his head suddenly, and saw a cow cat squatting on the trash can not far from him, staring at him without blinking its golden eyes.

Looking up, a tall woman in black tights and goggles was squatting on the edge of the wall like a cat, looking down at him silently.

And at his feet, several mice with light-colored fur squeaked and ran over, burrowing into trash cans, wall cracks and sewers.

Murphy immediately recognized the person in front of him, and realized that the cow cat was chasing the mouse, while Catwoman was following the cat.

He took a step back and said politely, "I didn't see anything."

Under the cover of the goggles, Catwoman Selena narrowed her eyes.In any case, she is also a character who often sees Bruce Wayne and Batman, and she is highly immune to the outstanding appearance and temperament, and she tilted her head when she heard this: "I also want to pretend I didn't see it, but what about you, handsome guy? Why are you in this place at this time?"

Murphy smiled. He found that this Catwoman did not make a 'meow' sound while talking like the one in Lego City: "I thought everyone in Gotham would clear their doors."

"That depends on whether the person Ollie is looking for is you."

Catwoman replied.

The cow cat jumped down from the trash can and walked to Murphy on a catwalk. He sniffed at the bottom of his trousers, then arched his waist and rubbed against Murphy's calf with the black fur on his back.

"Oh." Catwoman called softly.She nimbly jumped off the wall and stretched out her hand while squatting down: "Ollie, come here."

The cow cat hooked Murphy's ankle with its tail at the end, and stepped on Murphy's leather shoe with the meat pad on a whim, then walked over to sit next to Catwoman in small steps.

Murphy didn't focus on the cat: "What are you looking for?"

Catwoman looked at him hesitantly for two seconds, and said ambiguously: "Some things related to mice... For the sake of Ollie's liking for you, you'd better leave it alone."

Murphy frowned slightly, habitually twirling the ring on his hand twice, and asked, "Were there many Gotham mice before? Did they appear suddenly?"

"..."

"You care about the ecology of Gotham." Selena stood up, stretched like a cat, and moved her upper body closer to Murphy.The faces of the two people were about to come together, and even their breathing was entangled. Catwoman used this posture to observe Murphy's expression, "It's rare to see a rich and warm-hearted person like you."

My entire possessions might be worth the amount of cat food you give away in a day, Murphy thought to himself.He didn't move, he stretched out his hand naturally, supported the other party in a ballroom dancing posture, then immediately retracted his hand, and whispered in a very gentlemanly manner: "Be careful."

The other hand was hanging by his side, with a sincere expression on his face.

Either this is a stupid, sweet, rich young master who is one in a million, and he came to this kind of place only after being tricked by others.

Either he is too good at acting and hides too deeply.

But finding the truth is not a cat's job, and then it's up to the bat.Catwoman clicked her tongue, straightened her waist and said inexplicably, "Being good-looking doesn't give you the privilege of answering every question, sweetheart."

Before Murphy could answer, she picked up the cowcat with one hand, flicked out the whip with the other hand, and disappeared into the attic of the apartment in two or three strokes.

It was so neat that Murphy couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

When I walked out of the alley, I heard passers-by chatting. In addition to complaining about the weather, work, traffic and other daily life, some people said: "I just saw a mouse next to the water pipe. It's disgusting. When will the rats in Gotham City be broad daylight?" Are you going to run out too?"

It was followed by insults to the city government for collecting taxes and not doing work, which is very simple and honest.

On the way back to the hotel, the battle-tested Murphy thought more and more that something was wrong. He took out the communicator and sent a message to the bad policeman: "Are there any criminals related to rats in the Phantom Zone?"

The Bad Cop replied quickly: "Wait a minute, I'll look through the files. By the way, Mr. Stark said that he can send the subprogram of the artificial intelligence in the presidential palace to your communication terminal."

Murphy was a little surprised: "He is so caring, what does he need me to do?"

Bad Cop: "Mr. Stark didn't say it. But two days ago, he concealed Mr. Rogers from within the Avengers to suppress the clown, which will be No.1 in this super-reverse promotion."

"... Isn't this ranking not announced to the public? How did Tony know?"

"Lex Luthor wants to form the Legion of Doom to compete with the Avengers and the Zhenglian, but he only recruits the top ten villains. After the clown was selected, Deathstroke spent 300 million to complain about the shady scene in the promotion match. Now many people know this time And because you are an honorary member of the Legion of Doom, Mr. Deathstroke's report has not yet been resolved."

Murphy: ...

Sorry, Slade, I'll tip more next time I ask you to do a job.

He said: "Thank you Tony for me. By the way, tell Lex that next time he uses my name to recruit new members to the villain organization, the government will have to issue a rumor ticket to Lex Group."

Putting away the communicator, Murphy stepped into the hotel gate, and heard the continuous sound of sirens behind him.

He didn't pay attention at first, but after half a minute, the siren sound not only didn't disappear, but got closer and closer.

Murphy looked at the time, it was seven o'clock in the evening.He calmly went back to the room to pack his things, and cleaned up the traces that should not exist on his body. After tidying up, there were indeed footsteps in the silent corridor.

Murphy became more and more sure of one of his guesses.A law that bears his name says: When you worry about something bad, there is a good chance it will happen.

At this time, the downstairs of the hotel was already surrounded by police cars. He recalled the daily rent he had paid, and felt relieved that it would not be a bad idea to live in the police station for one night.

It's just that he only talked to Catwoman all afternoon. Could it be Selena who called the police?Why?

"GCPD!" The door was swiped open from the outside with the key card, and the police officer who got the key from the front desk downstairs said loudly.He walked in the door and looked around, his eyes finally fell on Murphy, "Malphas (Malphas) ​​Murphy? A body was found in West Bridge End Lane. We received a report saying that you are the only one who was there this afternoon." People who have appeared nearby. Logically, I should tell you that you have the right to silence blabla... But this is Gotham, if you don't want to see Batman or Robin at night, just go honestly with us."

The author has something to say:

Today is Mr. Morpeth Murphy, an honorary member of the Legion of Doom. It is quite reasonable to look at the GCPD one-day tour in this way, and you have caught the right person.

The name Malphas comes from the 72th of King Solomon's 39 demon gods. It is often shown in the image of a crow and is good at building houses and towers (.)

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