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

Bruce, who turned into a fifteen-pound orange cat, looked at Damian with that "Batman is watching you" eyes, trying to awaken the so-called "telepathy" between father and son, but Damian has always treated humans He is as cold as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and treats animals as warmly as spring. The mere orange cat's eyes can't stop him from reaching out to stroke the cat, and even tried to scratch the orange cat's chin.

Bruce: I'm afraid I have a fake Robin.

Bruce, who decided to give up the telepathic route, jumped from the counter, wanting to show the brave and fearless figure that belonged to Batman, so that Damian could recall the details of their night patrol, and finally found out that he is now this one. orange cat.But the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel, and most of the things that fail for no reason in the world come from this——

He couldn't jump up at all, and almost rolled all the way from one end of the counter to the other.The fifteen-pound orange cat weighs a lot. He has only been in the orange cat's body for a short time, and he hasn't had time to sum up the rules of how to move neatly with a fat body, so it's not enough to almost roll into a veritable ball No wonder.

Bruce: I really missed it at the time.There is nothing normal about this flower shop, just look at the fat cat that leaped out and moved neatly at that time!He really should have found out earlier, how could there be such a heavy cat and move so neatly?

Fiona didn't realize that her pet had already put her on Batman's watch list. As soon as she turned her head, she was taken aback by her cat's unusual behavior. She quickly reached out and hugged the orange cat: "Oh my god, my orange, why can't you even walk the road?"

Lying in Fiona's arms, Bruce was stiff all over. Even through a layer of animal fur and a layer of clothes, he could feel the softness that only belonged to girls from Fiona's body.Unlike the countless gold digger girls he played on every occasion, those girls are at least adults, with slender waists and full breasts, and they feel good when hugged, and there are tender bones under their well-proportioned skin. The little girl in front of her is completely different from them. Her skeleton has not even fully grown, so her whole body looks softer and softer. She still smells of milk and fruit shower gel, which smells sweet and fragrant, but It is definitely not a taste that adults would choose, so it also has a girlish and cute aura, as if poking it will hurt her.

So when she held the orange cat Bruce in her arms, he didn't even dare to struggle much, not only for fear of being discovered by her that his cat was acting abnormally, but also for fear of hurting her.

Fiona held the orange cat in front of her eyes, looked at it for a while and came to a decisive conclusion:

"Well, I'm really fat. It really is Gotham's feng shui problem."

Damian failed to get the cat, regretfully gave up his hand towards the orange cat, and flipped through Fiona's pile of books instead: "Are you still reading Don Juan? Can't finish watching."

Fiona spent the last few months of her stay in the League of Assassins reading various collections of poetry.Damian is Thalia's "most perfect work", so he has been exposed to elite education since he was a child, which can also be seen from his name, which means "conqueror", but Fiona is different.

Unlike Damian's elite education, Talia didn't take her education very seriously.At best, she is the daughter of an old friend and a non-staff member. She has lived in the League of Assassins for more than ten years. She has not learned anything about the organization's viciousness, cunning, agility and quickness. She is resourceful and scheming. , she is here to make a living at best, so in many things she and Damian have formed a very extreme contrast.Although Damian is only in his early teens now, he has finished reading these literary books several years ago, still has a good memory and can express his sharp opinions, and he just started to read casually and can’t remember anything at all. Fiona, who goes deep into things and hammers things around, is completely different.

We call this contrast the insurmountable gap between geniuses and ordinary people.People are more annoying than people, but Fiona doesn't care about this at all. She cares more about why Damian's attitude towards her is so good all of a sudden—yes, he can not only see his cat, He even said hello to her!This is absolutely not normal!

"Just tell me what you are here for this time..." Fiona trembled rhythmically while hugging her big orange:

"Nothing to be courteous about that or that? Forget."

Damian looked away in horror, really didn't want to remind her what the two words that were automatically blocked, Fiona seemed to have a magical dirty word filtering function, really harmonious.After all, Fiona has already said so, so he doesn't need to tactfully try to get close to the old relationship in order to ask for help, but directly express his intentions:

"'Themis'."

"Batman suddenly fell into a coma, and no equipment can detect any problems. I need you to go and see."

As soon as he said this, the orange cat in Fiona's arms became inexplicably quiet. Bruce tried to raise his head to see Fiona's expression clearly. After all, micro-expressions cannot be concealed, which shows that many owners are unwilling to reveal things.

Hearing what Damian said, he seems to be just in a coma?At least the fact that Damian can come to ask for her help is enough to judge that she is not an ordinary person.Coupled with those witchcraft tools and the name "Themis", Fiona's ability is ready to be revealed, and Bruce just feels a little funny for a moment:

Most of the psychics are masters of psychological warfare and observation. Few of them can accurately see the truth of the matter, and the error rate is extremely high. Most of them say things that are specious, vague, but highly applicable , Waiting for the help-seeker to take a seat by himself.

But it was an indisputable fact that Damian came to her again for help.

Is there really something extraordinary about her abilities?

"Do I have to 'see'?" After meeting Batman and Red Robin, Fiona completed the information about the Dark Knight in the city from newspapers and magazines within a few days, and even almost entered She was in the status of a fan girl, but she knew that it was impossible for her to go out with Damian because of her skills. In the end, her reason overcame the mentality of a little fan girl who "could see her idol in person again":

"I can watch it here too."

Without further ado, Damian sat down on the counter, making it clear that he wanted to see what she wanted to do here——

"Get off!" Fiona hurriedly pushed him off the counter: "Aren't you afraid of breaking my glass cabinet?"

"Tt." Damian sneered, "Your fat, bloated cat can't even sit on it."

Bruce:? ? ?One day you will regret what you said today Damian! ! !

Fiona had already lighted the candle quickly, and placed a small round mirror in front of the candle. The bright firelight reflected dancing light and shadow in her gray eyes.Her pupils were slack, but she was clearly looking straight at a certain image in the mirror. Damian poured herself a glass of water without seeing anything, but before she could swallow a sip of water, she heard Fiona says:

"This person is related to you by blood."

Good guy, the dignified future heir to the League of Assassins almost choked water out of his nose.Damian and the orange cat Bruce were shocked. Fiona's ability can be regarded as sure now, and it is accurate, and it does not depend on the atmosphere, the situation, or the situation when it is activated.Let’s not talk about whether ordinary psychics can see the level of blood relationship, at least they will pretend to be deaf and dumb in this situation, but Fiona is different. , very straightforward.

"I didn't see blood or death." Fiona adjusted the angle of the mirror and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Don't worry, at least he's still alive and in good spirits."

Just saying "at least he's still alive" can't convince Damian: "Then why did he suddenly become unconscious?"

"I'm not good at learning, so I can't see the answer to your question in detail, but I haven't heard of the situation you mentioned." Fiona leaned closer to the candle again: "Maybe the soul is out of body? Mind shifted? Consciousness connected to something else? Let me take a deep look, be quiet."

Bruce also held his breath subconsciously. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that Fiona would find out, so that he could return to his body earlier, but out of protection of his secret identity, and out of fear of strangers. As a precaution, he didn't want her to find out.

In this tangled emotion, he was horrified to hear Fiona say something very close to the standard answer:

"I saw some kind of feline animal, very big, very imposing, orange-yellow, with fluffy hair... His soul is still in his body, but his consciousness is connected to this animal. He is very emotional now. Tangled, I don’t want to be discovered, but I have an inexplicable hope that I want to go back sooner.”

Damian pressed, "Where is the animal now?"

The orange cat Bruce froze. This was not the psychic he knew. This was simply memorizing the standard answer. At this moment, Fiona made a final decision:

"It's very close to us, within a radius of 1000 meters."

Damian immediately had the answer in his heart: "There is indeed a Gotham Zoo within 1000 meters, and there is a special lion park in it. Very good, thanks, Belekova, I owe you a favor."

After he finished speaking, he flipped out of the window, and he walked so crisply that Bruce's heart suddenly set off a turmoil. After all, what Fiona said was true, but I don't know why Damian came up with the answer It is a subtle difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles:

Wait, I think I can still save it, don't go.

The author has something to say: Rather than saying that Damian and Fiona have a good relationship, it is better to say that Damian has taken a fancy to Fiona's orange cat, and has been abducting and failing for many years [.Right now, it is even more impossible to abduct successfully...

[Today’s Small Theater——How did the rational discussion of rice go astray?]

Bruce Fifteen Pound Fat Orange: After thinking about it, I personally think that the problem lies in the phrase "big and imposing". Normal people would not think that this is an orange cat.

Fiona: But you are not a normal orange cat now, you have a full fifteen pounds, very stocky and full of aura!

Bruce: ...that makes sense, and I can't even refute it.