The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

It was still early when Ma Linglong returned to the rental house. She packed takeaways and snacks, and she didn't work overtime or come in for business today.

This is a very narrow room, where there is only room for a single bed less than six feet and a furniture that can be called a desk, but it is actually a bedside table. There is no wardrobe, and Ma Linglong stores all the clothes in the in a plastic box.The window in the room can only be opened on one side, and the other side is broken, and Ma Linglong is not going to fix it.The only advantage is that the toilet is not shared, but there is only room for Ma Linglong to sit on the toilet with her butt pouted, and she can't even close the door unless she wants to put her nose against the door.

But its rent is not cheap, which should be inseparable from the frequent patrols of police cars nearby, and of course the convenient transportation.Regardless, good law and order is a rare commodity in Gotham City, and this is what locals call a prime location.

The little bat hasn't come back yet, Ma Linglong doesn't care much, as long as the little bat monitors Bruce Wayne for her, and makes sure that if he really plans to attack Stark, he can notify the master.Of course, the best result is that Bruce has no suspicions, he is as elegant and wise as he appears on the surface, a simple and successful businessman.

Ma Linglong tapped the button on the wall, and the white fluorescent lamp flashed twice before turning on. She took off her high heels and placed them neatly at the door.She opened the plastic box containing the clothes, took out all the clothes in it and threw them on the bed. In fact, there were not many valuables, and all the valuables were kept in the attic room of the bar.

She was about to wave her magic wand at the clothes and pack them into a small handbag, when she caught a glimpse of something that didn't belong to her on the small bedside table, Ma Linglong turned her face sideways, and she noticed that it was a familiar Small objects.

Batman's bat dart, a black sheet of metal with a sharp blade.

Ma Linglong first stood there and stared at it for a while. The position of the bat dart looked like the little bat was flattened and placed there. Although she knew that this kind of thinking was ridiculous, after all, it was the place where little bats often stayed. The place.Ma Linglong put away her wand, walked to the table, and picked up the bat dart.

The little thing is very beautiful, at least in Ma Linglong's eyes. Every detail on the bat dart is exquisitely made. Even if Batman didn't throw the dart himself, such a thing is better than the bullets sold on the market. Knives are more lethal.Ma Linglong spread it out in the palm of his hand and weighed it. It was a bit heavy, and it was the upper layer of metal.

She didn't understand why Batman's things appeared here. Ma Linglong didn't think she had committed some kind of taboo that was not allowed by the dark knight. She pinched the edge of the bat dart and turned it to the other side. label paper.

There are only three words on the paper.

Eastern Pier, twelve o'clock, tonight.

Ma Linglong frowned. No matter how good-looking the bat dart was, the girl was deeply offended by Batman's trespassing on her house. Not only that, he also left a message asking her to come to the appointment.If it was before, Ma Linglong certainly wouldn't bother to care about it. In the Muggle world, there was only one case for her to go out at night, and that was to make money.

Apparently Batman doesn't know the rules.

Then, Ma Linglong needs to let him know the rules.

Her mobile phone vibrated slightly and accompanied by a ringtone, which was the notification tone of a text message, and she quickly took the mobile phone out of her bag.Nobody ever reaches her on the phone except Stark, and of course Mike, who almost never texts.

[Hi. ]

A greeting, not even a greeting, Ma Linglong knows what Stark is doing now without guessing, he is tossing his armor in the studio, of course, even if he has nothing to do, Stark would rather stay there instead Not a bedroom or any other room (Ma Linglong later found out that Batman had the same "problem").

Ma Linglong hung up a call, and Stark answered it quickly, but before he could make a sound, he dropped the phone to the ground.

"Sorry." Stark's voice came from the receiver, he paused briefly (probably got up from the ground), and then said, "Did you not go to work?"

"Get off work early." Ma Linglong said, "Are you drinking?"

"……Yes."

His voice sounded vague, Ma Linglong was sure that he drank a lot.

"you are not happy?"

"Yes..." he said, and then immediately denied, "No, actually, I just have the habit of drinking, and I usually drink a little when I don't feel inspired."

"When you have no inspiration, you only drink coffee and put three sugars in it."

"Damn..." Stark was quiet for a while, he forgot that the girl knew him better than Pep, and he didn't want Ma Linglong to become the second Pep Potts, "Okay, that's it , you go...you do your work, whatever, I'm going to be busy with my own."

There are many reasons for his unhappiness, which may boil down to his own judgment.

He saw too much death and ruin in Afghanistan. The war brought not only material scarcity but also spiritual fear to the local people.He seemed to be responsible for all this, and he didn't know it for decades before.Weapons from Stark Industries made them hate "Stark" so much that when he saved children from terrorists, he didn't even dare to tell them his name.And Obaday Stan, Stark knew that he had never treated him kindly, so his indifference to Obaday's betrayal was just a kind of self-protection, like a pre-set program, when a certain Click to open.

He hopes that he doesn't seem to care too much about the foregone conclusion that has become a fact, but the more he does this, the harder it is to control the backlog of emotions in his heart. Usually at this time, Stark needs a lot of alcohol, and he doesn't want to drink any more With a bad mood, he went to Ma Linglong's door again.

"Do you want to see me?" Ma Linglong said, she was already ready to apparate when she asked this question.

"No," Stark said, taking a deep breath, "I mean, I don't want you to see me like this."

"Open the window." Ma Linglong said, she had already arrived, because she was sure that Stark urgently needed company now, "If you still have the strength to walk back to your bedroom, open the floor-to-ceiling windows."

"Oh, no, no..." Stark scrambled and walked towards the bedroom. He drank too much wine, his mind was sober, but his hands and feet were a little out of control.But he finally arrived at the destination, and Stark's cloud was almost instantly dispelled. He never realized that the scenery outside the bedroom was so beautiful, "How did you..." He stopped and didn't ask further Well, it doesn't matter how Ma Linglong got here.

Stark's appearance is really bad, not only the messy hair and untrimmed beard make him look like a homeless man, but his body also emits a bad smell, which should be mixed with engine oil The smell of iron and sweat is caused.

"You think I'm sloppy, don't you?" Stark said dissatisfied while lying on his bed. He wanted to drink at first. Alcohol can numb his nerves and let him temporarily forget his depression. "Don't deny it, I can see it. I know it stinks, so you don't even want to give me a kiss." But when Ma Linglong came, not only did she not persuade Stark to stop drinking, but she drank more than him. For the sake of his girl, Stake Tucker had to give up alcohol, "You have discovered my dirty little secret, so you are hesitating whether to continue dating a slob."

He finally chose to lie on the bed, at least it would make him feel better than drinking.

"Go take a shower." It is undeniable that Ma Linglong frowned a little, but it didn't mean that she really disliked him.

"No." He flatly refused, tiredness gradually hit, and Stark almost forgot when was the last time he lay here, "I have no strength, I want to sleep, you are not allowed to take advantage of my dreaming Time to sneak away, Jarvis, and lock the doors, and no one can go out without my permission."

Ma Linglong didn't care about his childishness, instead she put her palms next to Stark's neck, and slowly kneaded that soft and fragile part for him.

Stark closed his eyes tightly in enjoyment, and let out comfortable hums one after another.

"Go to sleep." Ma Linglong said.

"If I go to take a shower..." Stark was a little cloudy, but he still muttered, "I want you to sleep with me." His lips touched a mass of softness and warmth, but he was already open She couldn't open her eyes, and couldn't respond to the long kiss Ma Linglong gave her.

Ma Linglong's mouth was full of the taste of alcohol, which was not very pleasant, but she didn't feel sick at all.She cast a sleep spell on Stark with her wand, and he snored lightly and fell asleep a few minutes later.

"Jarvis, what happened to Stark?" She didn't ask herself because Ma Linglong knew that Stark would not tell, and her purpose of coming here was not to make Stark unhappy.

"I'm sorry, it's not the first time, sir, to get drunk, so I can't figure out the specific reason to answer your question." Jarvis's answer was flat and straightforward, but mixed with a tone of concern for the master, "Maybe Because the hack into Wayne's system failed."

"Wayne system?" Ma Linglong said, "Bruce Wayne?"

"Yes, the Wayne system has a very strong anti-tracking program, like some kind of biotechnology, and we failed to obtain the information inside."

Ma Linglong glanced at the man on the bed, and cast a cleansing spell on his sticky body: "Jarvis, next time Stark hasn't slept for more than 24 hours, send me a text message immediately."

"Yes, Miss Lillian."

Gotham City at one o'clock in the morning has an eerie silence.

"You're an entire hour late." Batman's voice was as deep and thick as ever, with a hoarse hiss, "Is this how you usually do business?"

There is only one pier in Gotham City, and there are countless goods piled up in the huge port. All the warehouses have been closed, and only the guards on the night shift stay in the security booth and stare at the tablet with a smile on their faces.The figure of Batman slowly appeared from behind a container, and the faint port lights dragged his shadow on the ground very long, like a ghost.

"You didn't even pay a deposit, so it's good enough for me to come." Ma Linglong said, "You don't use a mobile phone."

She almost forgot the appointment at midnight when she was staying with Stark, or she had already forgotten it, but she just remembered it suddenly.Stark was still fast asleep, and Jarvis couldn't control Ma Linglong's freedom.

"The mobile phone will reveal all the secrets, and you don't need a mobile phone to contact you."

Indeed, as the knight said, although Muggle communication boxes are convenient and fast, they are too easily leaked compared to magic.

"I said I'll give you money." Batman approached slowly. He took advantage of his height and looked down at Ma Linglong.The Dark Knight deters criminals with fear. In Gotham, as long as there are villains targeted by him, there is no one who is not frightened.But Ma Linglong raised her head, looked directly into Batman's eyes, and without showing any weakness, looked at his pointed helmet, black eyes, and lips exposed outside the mask.

The last person to look at a vigilante this way was Catwoman, Batman thought.

"You should know that Gotham has never been peaceful." Batman continued

"Everyone living in the United States knows." Ma Linglong still looked directly at him.

"You must not know why."

"Why, you asked me out today just to chat, so I might not be able to accompany you."

"Not exactly." In other words, part of it is, "Recently a shipment arrived at the docks in Gotham City, but something happened to that shipment in transit, and all the shipments were 'damaged' before they even landed. He emphasized the word damage, and then, the knight shifted his eyes to the dark sea, "The quantity of goods is huge, but the amount involved is very small." He seemed to be telling a story, but Ma Linglong knew that he was telling a story. The prelude to the case, "human trafficking." Batman got to the point.

"They're dead?" Ma Linglong heard the clue.

"Dead." Batman's calm tone revealed unknown resentment, "The container traveled from Vietnam to the port of Gotham City by sea and land. The cargo ship encountered a storm while passing through the Atlantic Ocean. Several boxes fell into the sea. The ones that were shipped..." He paused, "The rest of them, they were soaked in salt water for 72 hours, most of them got sick and died on the way here, and the cargo was lost after it landed, and the government has no The records of outsiders, as if they never appeared."

Every year, there are population transactions in developed cities. Those people just want to find a place with more living space than their own land. They leave their hometowns and hand over their small savings to local smugglers.The smugglers arranged for them to board a transatlantic cargo ship without telling them that they would only be in a container shared by dozens of people.Mostly women, very few men, there is no shortage of men in industries that need them, not to mention children.

Batman paused for a moment, and continued to speak in his characteristic voice: "Black police." He said, "They take advantage of their positions, take bribes, and turn a blind eye to illegal transactions. I want to find out who is involved in this matter. Which people."

Ma Linglong looked at him without any response, maybe she didn't even blink her eyes. She never took her eyes off the knight's face. Ma Linglong was thinking about whether Batman was a real bat transformed from into.

"Is there a problem?" Batman couldn't help but said, he was a little uncomfortable with the girl's gaze.

"No." Ma Linglong said, she shouldn't meddle in Muggle affairs, not because she can't, but because she doesn't want to.The world of Muggles is much more complicated than that of ghosts and spirits. There are so many lies and deceptions that it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

"Those people died here." Batman lowered his head and continued, meaning it was right under his feet. "You should be able to sense that they must provide the most intuitive clues."

They are ghosts.

"I'm not interested." Ma Linglong refused without giving the other party time to react. Of course she could sense it. She could sense more than what the knight said. Now, many people must have died in this place.

"You don't do things out of interest." Batman pointed out clearly, "You are a businessman, and there is no reason not to do things that make money."

Batman knew her very well, and Ma Linglong could see that there must be an unsmiling and arrogant guy under the black robe.But she doesn't hate arrogant people, so Ma Linglong is willing to explain this instead of turning around and leaving immediately: "You came empty-handed tonight, and I will leave Gotham tomorrow."

"I didn't know you took cash." Batman might have tried to raise his voice teasingly, but the voice changer didn't make him do that, "I thought you were leaving today, but you didn't, you said , Monday, so I don't think you will leave tomorrow."

Bruce Wayne got the answer he should have known tomorrow morning. He quickly changed his mind, and soon he had drawn up more than three plans to make Ma Linglong change his mind.

"There are other things that have delayed me for a while. Now that the matter is resolved, I have to go." Ma Linglong said, "Unfortunately, I can't cooperate with you. I have a lot to do. Besides, you have always been alone, and I Likewise, we are not suited to work together."

"Indeed." Bat said, he pretended to think for a moment, "So, Bruce Wayne is a good person in your heart now, and you have made sure that he didn't participate in the kidnapping of Stark, right?"

Ma Linglong thought for a while, and replied: "Maybe, I haven't found any suspicious evidence to prove that there is something wrong with him, and I don't plan to waste any more time."

"It's normal that you can't find out." Batman said lightly, "How could you find out what he is going to do? You are not a professional spy, you are just a psychic."

"what do you want to say."

"How about exchanging Bruce Wayne's information with you for today's deal."

Ma Linglong said, "Aren't you friends?"

Batman responded with his heavy voice: "If he really does something that hurts others, I will punish him." The knight is determined and spares no room for it.

Ma Linglong thought about it for a long time. This might be the best chance to help Stark, or it might be a bottomless pit, because once Batman's first order is received, there will be more later.She could choose to refuse, but from the moment she was willing to go on an appointment, it showed that Ma Linglong was interested in Batman, not just for profit.What's more, the chivalrous man was right, she had no professional training as a spy, and Ma Linglong had only been trained as an Auror, not even formally, and she didn't know how to deal with their tricks in the Muggle world.

"Tell me, if your information is useful, I will consider taking your order." Ma Linglong said.

"I want your promise, and I know that once you make a promise, there is absolutely no possibility of going back."

"I promise you, but the premise is that your information is exactly what I need."

"To be precise, it is a method, not information." Batman said, "Bruce Wayne, like other businessmen, will keep important information at home instead of in the office. Wayne Manor, there are many basements for Hide, if he really has a secret, he will hide it in that place."

"Wayne Manor?"

"Bruce Wayne's old lair." Batman chuckled in his heart, his plans were always foolproof, "He seldom brings people in, I don't seem to have one in my memory, it is said that there is only one old man over fifty years old in the manor However, there are many traps inside, and many thieves have been stumped." The knight spoke plausibly, as if he was really telling other people's facts, "I think this should be a common problem of rich people, especially like Bruce Wayne, He lives in the upper class of Gotham City, few of them are clean, if you really want to find out something, you can find a way to get in."

"Are you one of the thieves?" Ma Linglong asked with interest.

"Of course." Batman replied solemnly, "That's how we met, I was also checking him at the time." He thought for a while and said, "If you want to get in, first you have to gain Bruce's favor, you can try Seduce him, don't go too far, Bruce Wayne likes playing hard to get."

"You don't have to teach me how to do it."

"Of course I want to teach you, and you don't know him well. If I screw up, I will lose a partner." Batman skillfully seduced Ma Linglong, who almost didn't have any doubts that Bruce Wayne might be real. Ma Linglong didn't question him when he offered advice so actively, "He likes black and yellow, and the women he likes wear to cover their knees. They can be skirts or trousers. He doesn't like them." I like bright red lipsticks, and I'm partial to pink."

"He's asking a lot."

"Not much," Batman said. "The most important point is that independent and smart women can move his heart the most."

For some reason, Ma Linglong felt that he meant something when he introduced Bruce's hobbies, but this feeling was quickly replaced by impatience, she waved her hand to signal the other party to stop: "I have my own way to get in. "

"Then, I think tonight's deal should be successfully concluded." Of course Batman knew that she had a solution. He just invited Ma Linglong to be his personal secretary this morning.

"Money, I still accept it."

"It's ready."

"One million US dollars." Ma Linglong said unceremoniously, she seemed to see the person under the mask frowning, although in fact that face kept an expression from the beginning to the end, in fact, she couldn't see the bat either Xia Xia's expression, "You sneaked into my place, you have to pay for it."

"This price is too high." Bat's low voice made a dissatisfied tone.

"I think I'll pay this price for one night." Ma Linglong smiled, there were too many things that knights couldn't read in the corner of his mouth, a little bit of evil and charm, which fatally attracted the eyes of bats.Then, very quickly, she received the money, no more, no less, exactly 100 million. The notification tone of the mobile phone came very quickly, and the other party remitted the money without even asking her account number.

Ma Linglong has seen the abilities of this kind of people before. They always have a way to find out all your details, which is more accurate than magic.

"What's next?" Batman asked.

"You have to be mentally prepared to make a deal with ghosts." Ma Linglong walked past him, and stood still at a place illuminated by spotlights in the port, "You can enjoy services without spending money. Yes, you have to pay something else."

"I thought that 100 million contained it all?"

"A dead person, how can you spend the money of a living person?" Ma Linglong's voice became extremely cold, she turned her head and said to Batman, "I will let you negotiate with them in person, but you have to use your five Years of life are paid for people who contribute to another world. It is still too late to repent, but I can only refund you half of the money."

Batman finally understood what she meant when she said "You can't afford it" when she met Ma Linglong for the second time, but the knight barely had time to think about it and said, "Yes."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Ma Linglong stared blankly at the knight in the night, his tone was determined, like a soldier taking an oath.

"Is this question related to our transaction?"

"No."

"Then I think I don't need to answer."

The author has something to say: I worked overtime last night and didn’t read the messages of the little angels. I came back last night and looked at it. It’s so simple. I immediately ordered a bowl of instant noodles. Are you hungry?

Thanks for everyone's brainstorming, and in the end, "commoner" won out. Although foreigners are all Ma or something, I think the Chinese name must be different from them, after all, Muggle is a transliteration.The term commoner feels very appropriate, it means ordinary people, civilians, although warlocks may not be able to afford silk and satin, but as a group of people with magical talents, they are still different.

However, because China is so big, commoner is the official name, and different regions also have their own names, such as the plain people mentioned.

The Chinese magic school I set up will be a little different from the Xiuxian novel you read, but it won’t be too different. After all, this is a comprehensive Anglo-American novel~