The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

When the information from Barbara spread throughout the vigilante through the Bat family, the mysterious visitor had already arrived at the residence of the Gotham police.This person was wearing a hood and bunt that were obviously produced by the League of Assassins. It could be seen that Barbara's deduction was correct, he was sent by the League of Assassins, and wherever there were people from the League of Assassins, there must be nothing good.

Whether it was intentional or a coincidence, the place where he was standing right now was just outside the window of the floor where Fiona once lived briefly.

He looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he took out...

A wrench and a saw.

If Fiona had been here, she would have started applauding this man blankly on the spot: You are such a genius!The League of Assassins doesn't have someone as promising as you who comes to pry people's window frames, so get out of the group!How about I introduce you to cutting optical cables? !

It's just that right now, the only troll in the entire League of Assassins is thousands of miles away in Manhattan, so there's no way to stop him.

Just when he was starting to wrestle with the window frame like a real worthless little thief who stayed up most of the night just to pry the window frame for money, he suddenly came from There was an angry shout from behind him, followed by a sharp and swift sound of wind. It should be that the vigilante, who was also up in the middle of the night, kicked him directly on the way to swing with a hook gun. When he came over, he was so strong that he would be bruised for several days if hit in the middle:

"What are the people from the League of Assassins doing in Gotham?!"

As a result, the man seemed to have eyes behind his back. He kicked the wall and fixed himself on the concrete wall with the steel dagger that came with the sole. It's on the wall, and it still hits it.At the same time, the movements of his hands accelerated a bit, with a posture of "you can hit whatever you want, but I will take this window frame away today".

"My God..." Kate, who missed a kick but didn't feel frustrated, quickly adjusted her movements and was ready to make persistent efforts, couldn't believe her eyes after seeing the saw and wrench in this man's hand.She swears that if she didn't stay up too late and do too much night work to break her eyes, then Thalia O. Gu might really be crazy. Understood, there are few in the League of Assassins who soaked in Lazarus Pond without Shi Lezhi's symptoms, but it's just mild or severe:

"The League of Assassins came all the way to Gotham just to steal a window frame?!"

Renee Montoya, who is providing technical support and intelligence analysis to Kate at home, doesn't know what to say: ... With all due respect, really, if all the criminals in Gotham had your professional attitude today If you don't, there aren't enough window frames in the whole city for you to pry in one day.In this way, I really want to thank you for not bringing this kind of overly dedicated spirit to the sneaking brigade in our city, thank you.

Having said that, due to the fact that the League of Assassins is not profitable and does not get up early, Kate can naturally come to such a conclusion. No matter how ordinary this thing looks at the moment, it must be of great use to the League of Assassins, otherwise Thalia will also He would not risk confronting Batman or even the Justice League by sending someone to fetch such a thing.So she decisively threw the hook gun at the half-cut window frame in the man's hand, and at the same time shouted at the Red Robin who came to support:

"Take what's in his arms!"

As a result, the man had been on guard for a long time, and threw smoke/mist/bombs when Red Robin was heading straight for him.Both Batwoman and Red Robin have infrared imagers in their masks. Logically speaking, this thing should be useless to them. The assassins are a little lacking, their movements are not slow, and their reactions are top-notch. If two vigilantes join forces, it is logically easy to keep one assassin.

But this person's skills are beyond their imagination, even throwing smoke/mist/bombs for escape is not an ordinary thing——

The next second the pungent, poisonous smoke filled the air without even thinking about it, the imagers in their masks failed.

The man's movements were dexterous and treacherous. In a thick smog, people couldn't detect his next movement track for a while. In a few breaths, Batgirl and Red, who were supposed to be outflanking and gaining the upper hand, had the upper hand. Robin lost track of him.

"It's so weird." Tim gestured to Kate, and the two of them jumped up to the gargoyle on a high place with a simple air purifier in their mouths. It's hard to find any trace of that person just now:

"This person's status in the League of Assassins is definitely not low."

Kate spat out the air purifier in her mouth, and after a short thought, she also expressed her own analysis: "And it's a woman."

Tim: "That man is so wrapped that you can't see any lines. How did you find out?"

Kate glanced at him, wondering why the ex-Robin, who was hailed as "the most Batman-like in terms of calm and thoughtful intelligence", would ask such a question: "... what male would put his lower body apart Just say it against the wall? Aren't you afraid of cutting off your offspring?!"

Tim: ...you won.

Just as he was carefully recalling who in the list of members of the Assassins League that was so long was ranked by strength, whose status was high enough to use this level of high-tech weapons, Kate had already connected. Barbara's internal phone reported the latest battle situation: "We failed to keep that person, but it can't be said that we didn't get anything. She took a section of the window frame."

After hearing that word, Barbara immediately began to doubt her ears just like Kate wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes: "The window frame?"

"Yes, that's right, we don't know why they must have this thing, do you want to ask Fiona?"

Barbara thought it was a good idea. After all, the window frame came from outside the room where Fiona once lived. Combined with the League of Assassins' recent inexplicable persistent attitude towards Fiona, this thing has nothing to do with Fiona. Unrelated is afraid that he doesn't even believe in ghosts: "I'll ask her right now."

Fiona is currently packing up in the safe house that Pamela and Harry found for her.She received two communications from Barbara in one day, which made her a little puzzled, and after listening to what Barbara told her, this feeling of ignorance and confusion became even more serious up.

She thought about it left and right, but she really couldn't remember anything special about the window frames in the place where she once lived: "No...well, I'll tell you as soon as I remember it."

"Then let's make a decision first." Barbara exhorted worriedly: "When you go out recently, you must put on a disguise, or if you don't have any important business, just stay behind closed doors until the League of Assassins inspects the Manhattan district. You'll be safe when you're done and gone."

——However, we all know that flags cannot be set up casually.

It's like in the movie, whoever says "I'll go home and get married after this battle" must die on the battlefield; At the end, she was dragged away; by the same token, after she swore to Barbara yesterday that she would "never go out and wander around when she has nothing to do", there must be something that forced her to go out a trip.

The next morning, Fiona drew all the curtains in the living room, and was about to start eating popcorn and watching dramas to relax, when she heard a burst of wailing from downstairs.

How desperate and heart-piercing that voice is, the grief and distress contained in it can be separated by the shade of thick green trees even if it is separated by a building more than ten meters high , Fiona, whose senses have become more acute recently and her perception of other people's emotions has also increased a lot, was so shocked that even when she stood up, the whole bag of popcorn in her hand was scattered all over the floor:

"Your police—are you always going to be so inactive?! My daughter has been missing for three days! Why is there still no information? She disappeared here!"

"A good big living person just disappeared. It's been three days, and you still can't find any clues?!"

Fiona looked at the phone that was placed on the coffee table and could be dialed at any time, then quietly lay on the window sill, and glanced out under the gap covered by the curtains. She locked on the gray-haired, The old man who was crying for the police to give an explanation no matter what, felt extremely entangled.

It's not that she is conceited, it's just that small things like finding things and people are too simple for her now, it's a breeze.When she was still in the flower shop in Gotham, she could easily help Ms. Green find her "missing" daughter, and even sensed the exact address; after she went to Bentiva for further study, This kind of trivial matter is easier. She doesn't even need to use the mirror to go back in time as before, and at the same time release her mental power. She only needs to use a pendulum, or simply use the missing person's things, to tell the old man Yes, her "missing for three days" daughter was found.

——But in this way, the risk of her whereabouts being exposed will increase exponentially, and combined with the pervasive intelligence network of the League of Assassins all over the world, if she really helps the old man today , then she will be captured by Thalia's minions and brought back to the Assassin League base camp without seeing the sun the next day.

Fiona rested her chin on the cold window sill, sighed softly, and said to herself:

"It's really confusing."

This is also a difficult problem that many people may have encountered. Should they choose to turn a blind eye to the help of others and stand by and watch to protect themselves, or should they come forward and risk all their wealth to give it a go?

In fact, there is not much time left for her to make a choice.The people who were watching or comforting were being evacuated, and the police were leaving after comforting and questioning, leaving only the old man sitting alone for a long time, and had no choice but to drag his shoulders Footsteps, slowly left.

The author has something to say: When I was writing the part about prying the window frame, I kept echoing in my mind:

Grinding the scissors——cutting the kitchen knife——