Chapter 19: An Extra Suitcase "Winnie's textbook, she forgot...

"Winnie's textbook, she forgot to take it with her. I'll leave it here with you for now and give it to her when she comes back."

Liu Shu looked at the "Introduction to Psychology" in front of him and opened the first page. There was no name.

It seems that writing names on books is not popular here, but Liu Shu still wrote one for his own textbook.

After all, habits that have been formed over a long period of time cannot be changed simply by changing places.

This book is not empty.

Liu Shu found a business card - Baimen Mental Health Center.

Black text on a white background, very simple, but it made her feel a little uneasy.

She once played a puzzle game with the same name as the one on this business card: White Gate was not a good place. Patients there would have their memories extracted, and if the operation was not done properly, their souls might be corrupted.

Liu Shu picked up the business card and turned it over.

She couldn't remember the details from having seen it in the game before, but there was a phone number written on the back of the business card.

On the bright side, maybe this is the surrounding area?

Liu Shu opened his phone with hope and tried to find information about the game and the game company on the Internet.

But she only found Baimen's official website, a very ordinary website. The first doctor on the homepage had no hair and looked very strong.

Liu Shu fixed his eyes on the book in front of him. What if this book wasn't Winnie's...

Unable to convince himself of this conjecture, Liu Shu began to call her.

No one answered.

Unable to contact anyone, Liu Shu finally became a little panicked.

It's class time now and there are still forty minutes until the end of get out of class.

"Hello, this is the Gotham City Police Department. What's going on?"

"My friend was locked up abroad." Liu Shu raised her hand to stop a car, and she finally asked for leave to go home.

"Which location exactly?"

"Scotland." That's all Liu Shu knew.

"Okay, can you tell me your contact information and address?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was still the same as before, neither fast nor slow.

“…” Liu Shu hung up the phone.

Calling the police was completely useless, she had to think of other ways.

How did Winnie's sister Tina come to Baimen's attention?

'Arkham Asylum medical staff list...'

By the way, Winnie said that the attending doctor was killed in front of Tina. Why didn’t the murderer kill the witness as well?

Liu Shu looked at 'Batman' on the computer screen and had an idea.

What if calling the police doesn't work?

[? ]

[Winnie is unreachable.]

[She's not in school?]

[I went to England to accompany my sister for treatment.] Liu Shu sent Tim a photo of the White Gate business card.

Should I go find her?

[Don't go yet.]

"Are you really going?" Tim put a somewhat old coat into the suitcase.

"Red Hood and the others will be in a stalemate for a long time. This time is enough for me to investigate." In order to go abroad with a fake identity, the items he brought with him must be consistent with a detective who is poor now but had some money in the past. Bruce took out a pipe from a drawer of miscellaneous items.

"I wish you success." These details were sorted out by them. Alfu was helping Bruce design the route for his trip to the UK, as well as smuggling various small props.

"Get rid of the record of your classmate's intrusion and tell her to be careful."

Arkham's network is always under their surveillance, and they can detect any movement.

Tim's classmates should be looking for Tina's attending physician. Bruce knew about that, but he was one step too late and only saved the little girl.

He is going to rescue again this time, and I hope he can arrive in time this time.

Bruce has always been a consistent person. He will pay attention to the edge of danger, and then disappear as if he had done nothing after people reached a safe place.

Gothamites have their own Morax.

Matchstick Malone arrived in Scotland in the drizzle. He had to take two transfers and a train. The long journey left a beard on his face.

He touched his chin and walked into a bookstore.

"Hello, I've checked something in here, Match Malone." Bruce handed a crumpled piece of paper to the clerk behind the cashier.

"Let me see, oh, this." The clerk glanced at the number on it and brought out a suitcase from under the table.

"Thanks."

He walked in the rain with the illegally smuggled things to the hotel he had booked in advance. It was remote, but had complete facilities and, most importantly, was safe.

He pushed open the door with a damp face, and the person sitting at the front desk nodded to him.

"Sir, do you need dinner served?"

"No, I'll come down and get it later."

The water dripped down his arm onto the suitcase and then onto the carpet, leaving dark stains.

Bruce closed the door and locked it. Two suitcases were at his feet.

One was sorted out by him at the manor, and the origin of the other was a bit mysterious.

He was holding it from a group of smugglers, and all he knew was that it was dangerous goods that the airport could not check.

It can barely be considered as a brave act.

He had reason to see what was being shipped out of Gotham.

He first opened the briefcase prepared by the butler and found the detection device inside.

The blue light shone on the outer shell of the suitcase, and Match Malone looked at the light screen on the table.

"Empty?" That's impossible, it's not light.

Unable to judge what was inside, his face showed the disappointment that only appeared when he was alone.

Dongdong——

What sound?

Coming from the box, Bruce put everything away and took out a tranquilizer gun from the inside of his coat.

It only rang twice before it became quiet again.

Bruce slowly approached, squatted down, and looked at the appearance of the suitcase again.

It is very old and the style is very ancient. The lock is black and a little rusty.

He unlocked the lock and unfolded the baton he carried with him.

With a gentle poke of the stick, Bruce stood there in surprise.

"Who are you?" the white-haired little girl in the box asked before him.

The long sword emitting a cold air was placed on Bruce's neck. Liu Shu, who was using Yanou, glanced at the man who raised his hand because he was threatened by her.

Only a few changes were made to his face, but he still couldn't be recognized as Bruce Wayne. At most, he looked a bit similar.

"Matchstick Malone is a detective. Little girl, how did you get in here?" He carefully pointed to the suitcase on the ground, and pushed the sword away with the stick in his hand.

It was just an act. Liu Shu wanted to show off, but she found that Yanou had no expression. She hoped that Bruce could understand.

"You didn't catch me." She put away her sword and turned around to look around Bruce's temporary residence.

An ordinary single room, the furniture and walls are a little faded, but it looks clean.

She saw the rope in the suitcase that had contained her. The broken end was glowing green. She had made it herself. It would take her several hours to break it. She would leave it here for him to check.

"Wait." Bruce called out to the person who opened the window.

How would he keep her here? Liu Shu was curious. She stopped by the window but didn't look back.

"You are not from this country, right? I can help you go back."

"Really?" He immediately grasped what Liu Shu was most concerned about.

"But I have something to do here. You have to stay in the room for a few days. Don't worry, I won't run away."

Just a few words changed the situation for both parties. Although she was the one who wanted to run away at the beginning, Liu Shu looked at the person who approached seriously.

Bruce squatted down, "What's your name?"

"Wu."

Both her appearance and name were too unusual, but from the situation just now, she seemed to want to go home very much. Bruce looked at her with a smile.

"Can you change your name these days?"

"Why?" Liu Shu decided not to cooperate for now and take it slowly.

"You're too conspicuous now. I'm a middle-aged man. If you stay with me like this, what if I get arrested by the police? You don't have a passport, do you? Do you know what a passport is? It's an ID."

He talks a lot. Liu Shu doesn't know if this is just his character setting or...

"No."

"So, how's Alice?" Bruce touched her shoulder carefully and led her to the chair next to him.

“It sounds terrible.”

"Lisa?"

“It sounds terrible.”

"Annie?"

"It sounds unpleasant." After refusing three times, he will agree next time. Liu Shu stared at the person in front of him.

Isn't it a little too difficult to talk to a little girl of this age? Bruce suddenly didn't know what name to give her.

"Anything else?" Why are you silent? Next time, I'll just refuse twice. Liu Shu, already beginning to feel this person's inner fragility, tilted his head to look at the water glass on the table.

"Grace?" Bruce searched for the name among his son's.

"That's it." Liu Shu didn't know if she kept refusing, he would try everyone's name.

"You need to change your clothes." And this room is a little too small for a father and his daughter.

This is not bad. People with children may be less noticeable. Bruce's ability to adapt to circumstances is a little too strong. He quickly thought of everything he should do next.

Only Liu Shu was left in the hotel waiting for him to come back.

"?" Liu Shu looked at the pink princess dress on the bed and regretted that he couldn't give him a mocking look.

"There's one more." Bruce pulled out another plain white dress from the bag.

I understand. If you want someone to accept something they don't want to accept, don't ask them essay questions, ask them multiple-choice questions.

"I don't need to eat or rest, and you don't need to do that." Liu Shu, who had already changed her clothes, was taken to the new room by him, holding his hand.

Bruce went to the front desk to change a room and needed to pay the additional fee, but he didn't care about that.

"How can this be possible? You've been in the suitcase for so long." His face was full of worry.

Liu Shu looked up silently. She just thought that this person acted really well.

"Okay, this is your room," Bruce pushed open the door, "I'm going to get dinner now, you..."

"unnecessary."

"Okay, okay, you can only watch me eat."

As he closed the door, the place quickly became quiet. Liu Shu glanced at the location of the miniature camera by the window and found a seat to sit down.

She is now an ordinary puppet who has been kidnapped abroad. She must remember this identity. Bruce has already welded the nagging detective to her body, and she cannot lose.

Liu Shu tied two knots in the red string that she had just taken off her head and started playing cat's tangle.

There was the sound of a key opening the door at the entrance.

"I brought you some candy." Bruce was holding the plate and saw a scene that could be used as the ending of a horror movie.

Children without expression have always been a symbol of abnormality, and playing with red cat's tuck is an even greater sin.

The author has something to say:

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Hehe, I’m writing about Rusty Lake. Rusty Lake is super fun.

I will update again in two days because I have to write my graduation thesis.