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

Bruce never thought he could make Fiona cry with just two words.

Although he was Batman at night, but he was Gotham baby Brucey during the day, he stood stiffly in the same place, and he really experienced what it feels like to be at a loss.Since he became an adult, he has never felt so helpless when facing the opposite sex. This made Bruce have a slight self-doubt about himself, and he almost wondered if he had some strange virus. .

——She just had some tears in her eyes, and they didn't fall yet, which made him not like an adult, but like a young man with a spring heart in adolescence.

Bruce calmed down for a moment before remembering that he really hadn't seen Fiona cry much.

In the dungeon of the League of Assassins, when she died in his arms, she just closed her eyes with that kind of gratified and satisfied smile, and even thought of reaching out to touch his face; When she came back from the dead in the Lazarus Pool, she didn’t cry, she just lay on his back, trembling slightly because of the lack of energy in the back from the dead, and she still had a nasal voice when she spoke, but she definitely didn’t cry ; even going back a little further, when she was still in Gotham's flower shop, when she was still working in New York when she was young, she had brushed against death so many times, only in the dilapidated Gotham theater Inside, facing the blood all over the floor and the corpses in the corner, she shed silent tears under the light of the morning star.

Not only did he not know why Fiona was crying, but he even forgot how to comfort her. He could only blame all these abnormalities on the so-called "a small ditch at the age of three, and a big ditch at the age of five"— He didn't dare to think deeper—the young psychic leaned forward and grabbed the corner of his cloak, and his voice trembled when he spoke:

"……why?!"

Her eyes were full of tears, and her gray eyes were wide open without blinking, maybe it was to better see the man in front of her who had just rejected her "bloody debt, bloody retribution", Or to keep the tears that signal her fragility from falling:

"Your non-killing principle also includes this? Isn't that even okay?!"

Batman was silent for a long time before he reached out and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly:

"A person like him It's not worth letting you change."

He didn't really want to explain it.But when I think of the split future caused by the Tower of Babel that Fiona once revealed, combined with what the people around me—especially Diana—have said about “showing positive emotions occasionally” Looking at her eyes brightened by tears, all the psychological barriers suddenly disappeared at that moment.

Moreover, he still had a hunch in the dark, if he didn't speak clearly at this time, then he would never have the chance to explain well in the future.

Batman was talking nonsense, and it was a good thing Fiona understood.She withdrew her hand, stood up staggeringly while supporting the table, looked into his eyes and asked:

"That is to say, besides this, you have no other scruples?"

"Then if I say, I'm willing to change it?"

Batman froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer for a while.He looked at Fiona's persistent gaze, which was almost obsessive, and suddenly added a negative buff in addition to being at a loss, and was speechless.

Let him say that the gentle and honest words that have been used up for the whole year of the year are his limit, and then let him confess something similar to "Although I still have more considerations, the vigilante can't go beyond it at will." That line, but the most important thing is that I want to protect you, because such a person puts you in danger, and a normal person would not be able to do such a shitty thing." Such an analysis, it is better to let him throw himself into the Volga River Come quicker.

And at this moment, a very deliberate and clear cough came from outside the door.

Fiona originally turned off the lights so that Batman's whereabouts would not be exposed to the eyes of interested observers, but this darkness is really not a big deal to Wonder Woman, let alone she knows her own identity. Where is this teammate, I really can't find it.

After Fiona saw Wonder Woman outside the door, she immediately opened her arms to Diana unsuspectingly, and her face-changing speed was as fast as that of a certain drama in far southwestern China: "Diana!"

Wonder Woman shrugged at Batman, and she swore to the All-Father that she really didn't intend to hold back her colleagues' rare opportunity to tell the truth in ten years: "Fioshka, There is good news for you. Zatanna has just worked out an emergency solution, and although the problem of mutual exchange between the two sides cannot be cured, at least the exchange time can be controlled."

"Since your blessing came from Themis, the solution must be sought from the Greek gods. The wife of Hades, Persephone, had to stay in Hades for six months every year because she ate pomegranates from Hades. month, so if you start from this direction, although it is impossible to exchange him and your cat back immediately, it is still possible to maintain a normal state for twelve hours a day, and then switch back for another twelve hours, but the ten Two hours cannot be interrupted, combined with the time difference between the two places, it can only be completely divided into two nights or two days."

Fiona immediately gave Batman the right to choose: "Please decide for yourself, sir. By the way, if it's not troublesome, please bring me some snacks when I return from the exchange tomorrow."

——This is an absolutely free, safe and tax-free shopping agent. She feels sorry for herself if she doesn’t take this opportunity to bring back some Gotham specialties.

Batman decides his identity almost without hesitation: "I'm going back to Gotham at night."

——Gotham can live without Baby Bruce by day, but crime city can't live without Batman at night.

The second he made his choice, the resolute Zatanna quickly teleported him away with Wonder Woman, and brought back Fiona's cat, which was a full fifteen pounds. The fat cat just landed on the spot where Fiona was nestling on the bed before, it could be said to be the perfect return of everything to its original owner.To use the original words she muttered over there, "I can't let B, a person who can't say anything good, continue to be angry with Fioshka."

Konstantin, who was trying to keep courting his girlfriend, said: Be optimistic, my dear, at least it shows that he is a straight man, right?

Zatanna: ? ? ?It makes sense, I'm speechless? ? ?

After the group had all left, Fiona was just about to go to bed when she heard a slight knock on the door outside.She pulled her slippers and got out of bed to open the door. She didn't even need to see who was coming, and her recognizable hair allowed her to call out people's names without hindrance:

"Martha?"

Martha nodded slightly to her, and apologized first: "Fioshka, I'm sorry, I didn't go far just now... I heard some of your disputes."

Fiona was startled, but she didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, Martha didn't intend to eavesdrop, and she didn't say anything important just now. In addition, Martha came to apologize in person, so she shook her head with a smile: " It's fine--"

"Fioshka, can I come in?" Martha stretched out her hand suddenly, and squeezed Fiona's hand tightly. The moment she closed her hand, Fiona realized that her hand had been closed at some point. It was so cold that I was about to lose consciousness, and when I was suddenly touched by Martha's warm hand, I felt like a Siberian brown bear waking up from hibernation and bumped into the warm current and spring breeze head-on:

"I have something to tell you."

Fiona welcomed Martha in and poured her a glass of warm water: "Please sit down... Sorry, there is no good tea to entertain you."

Martha didn't even have the time to exchange pleasantries and politeness, and she didn't even take a sip of the glass of warm water, so she went straight to the topic:

"Fioshka, I heard you say that you could trade your life and safety for the vengeance of a villainous thug... If I may venture, I don't think so."

Fiona opened her eyes slightly, trying to express her surprise, but at this moment, Martha seemed to have finally let go of some burden in her heart, and uttered all the words in one go.After all, as the saying goes, "Everything is difficult at the beginning", but as long as there is such a beginning, then no matter what you say next, it will become much easier:

"He was used to rampant in Arkham and Gotham, thinking that if Batman didn't kill him, he would have no opponent in this world. This kind of man from the bottom, narrow-minded, doing evil and never seeing the big world, No matter how frightening he is, how high he stands in crime and evil, how much he is respected and admired by his fellow-men, he will never understand that "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside people" and "there are evils and evils, and there will always be people". Retribution' makes sense."

"His soul is doomed to crawl on the ground, but Fioshka—"

The Dream Witch held Fiona's hand tightly, as if she wanted to transfer her endless vitality and heat to this innocent and childish person who had been walking alone in the dark for an unknown amount of time, but was still full of justice and refused to speak. Like the descendants who abandoned:

"You are different from him, you are different from everyone else!"

"You are the son of the future born with the prophecy, a new generation of 'Themis', a bridge between wizards, ordinary people and psychics..."

Her voice was so firm and undeniable, as if she was saying something universally known: "You are a star."

While talking, Martha randomly drew a card from the Tarot cards that Fiona randomly piled up on the table next to her, and wanted to demonstrate to Fiona the meaning of what she just said.There are 78 cards in a complete tarot deck. If you want to draw the No.17 "star" of the Major Arcana, there is a 78/150 probability. If you count the upright and reverse, it is [-] six one-in-one chance.

What kind of coincidence, what kind of luck, could she happen to draw that one?

—but she just won the lottery.

This can no longer be explained by "lucky", it is born this way and is destined.

Martha placed the "star" between her fingers in front of Fiona's eyes, saying every word loudly:

"You are the star of Tarot Seventeen."

"You are destined to be radiant and brilliant. Even if the first half of your life has been wasted for more than ten years, you will eventually stand on a height that he can't reach in his entire life! Even if he wants to see you, If you want to kneel on the ground and raise your head, how can you really hurt you?"

"The soul is born with no distinction between high and low. However, during the journey of life, they are gradually endowed with color and value. Like that kind of person who does evil, no matter how 'famous' he is, no matter how impressive he is. I dare not mention his name, and his soul is dark and worthless."

"You are a unique treasure, and you are the enlightenment in the distant sky."

Holding Fiona's shoulders, she read aloud the final verdict on some people:

"Even if you have justice in your heart, there is no need to lower yourself to make an exchange with this kind of person, because the evil one is doomed to destroy himself!"

——The next night, as soon as it got dark, the orange cat in Fiona's arms turned into a human.

Fiona is already very experienced in dealing with this kind of situation. After all, the first time was born and the second time was familiar. The second she sensed that something was wrong with the orange cat, she put it on the side of the bed, and then under her gaze , her big orange directly became a person in a blur of light and shadow.

Fiona sat next to the bed, as if she had completely put the dispute last night behind her, she didn't mention the so-called "exchange" at all, and looked happily at the newly exchanged Batman:

"Where's my snack?"

Bruce was silent for a moment. He originally wanted to pretend he didn't bring it or simply forgot about it—Gotham's fear actually brought snacks to people. If he said it, he might paralyze the whole Arkham with laughter, which is better than laughing gas or Horror gas works well—but when facing Fiona's bright eyes and expectant gaze, he still silently poured out a bunch of snacks from his universal belt, among a few potato chips and Among Gotham's special toffees, the most is vacuum-packed spicy lettuce.

Fiona was so happy that she clapped her hands on the bed, even her uninjured feet were working together to clap the bed. It was really like a keeper in a zoo facing a bucket full of fish. When the little brown-furred sea otter danced and rejoiced:

"Lettuce! Lettuce!"

Anyone who has been on bed rest knows that as long as they start to rest, the skill points of using people will increase rapidly without knowing it, and Fiona is no exception, and as the culprit who injured her foot, Batman One must assume the responsibilities of a sea otter keeper, in other words responsible for feeding:

"Give you."

The snacks brought by Batman himself, don't ask, just ask for noodles.

Bruce looked at Fiona, who was still frantically unwrapping the snacks carelessly, and couldn't understand how the aggressive girl who bargained with him yesterday was coaxed, but since she didn't have the crazy, desperate The idea of ​​​​changing lives, then it couldn't be better.Really, if he didn't know the people here well, Batman, who always has everything ready, would definitely pay a visit and learn how to coax people for later use.

——However, he didn't dare to think about when to use it in the future, and under what status.