Chapter 43: You and your quality are familiar with Liu Shu. I think this is more...
Ryushu thinks this is more suitable for Red Hood.
"You finally admitted it." Red Hood raised his chin. He always felt that she was dangerous.
"You... forget it." Liu Shu didn't know what the Red Hood thought of her.
Nightwing and Robin didn't come out of the room.
They walked back.
"Wow!" Nightwing was startled by the sneak attack when he came out of the secret door today, and was startled again when he entered the secret door.
"Why are you here?" Robin closed the door. Batman squatting there was quite scary.
"Yeah, Red Hood actually employs child labor," Nightwing nudged Batman, who also employed child labor, "Shall we go down?"
"Send me the facial data of those two people." Batman arrived a little late, and he didn't see the faces of Red Hood and the little boy. To be honest, the one dressed like a member of the League of Assassins.
"We didn't see it either." Robin's voice came from behind Nightwing.
"..." Batman didn't say anything, he moved silently towards the ladder.
It's very quick to go down this kind of straight ladder, and Batman slid down.
Sherlock looked at Batman falling from the sky and forced a smile.
"!" Batman looked up and saw Nightwing already going down, so he had no choice but to walk towards the opposite side of Sherlock.
"Wow!"
"Keep your voice down." Robin thought he was a little noisy, but when he reached the bottom.
“!”
Sherlock nodded to them and climbed up the ladder.
The three people below looked at each other, and Batman and Robin were brainstorming.
"What does he mean?" Nightwing had the least contact with Sherlock, and he didn't know that this man's current behavior could be considered abnormal.
Sherlock hadn't climbed far when he looked down at what he heard. Why did the richest man in this country like to be a superhero?
But now that he was staying at their house, they could still pretend not to notice his dual identity.
Sherlock had discovered countless secret passages in the manor that were deliberately blocked. He was not an impolite child - well, he admitted that he really couldn't use chemical agents to blow up their house in front of Alfu.
Whenever he wanted to do something, Ah Fu would appear out of nowhere and look at him.
Very fast and timely.
Isn't it just a wealthy man who likes to save the world in the middle of the night? He doesn't care!
Sherlock quickly found the door mechanism and saw an office that looked like it had been hit by a strong wind.
"Sherlock? You're here. How's the investigation going?" Liu Shu returned here to see if Nightwing and Robin were still there, but he didn't expect that Sherlock was there. Is that secret passage really dark?
“There are a lot of birds in the Iceberg Restaurant.”
"Yes, there are quite a lot... Where are they? I haven't seen them yet. Weren't the penguins moved away?" Is this what Sherlock found? Liu Shu thought it would be more useful.
"It has flown away."
It was as if he hadn’t said anything. Liu Shu turned and left.
"etc……"
There was a loud noise downstairs, as if something had exploded. Liu Shu held onto the wall. The shaking corridor made it difficult to stand, and dust began to fall from the ceiling.
After a while, the shaking stopped.
"Cough cough." Liu Shu covered his mouth and nose.
Sherlock ran towards the stairs as if nothing had happened.
Unable to catch up with this person, Liu Shu had no choice but to walk slowly along his footprints.
She saw the handprints on the handrail. What was Sherlock looking for when he ran so fast?
After walking down two floors, Liu Shu saw Sherlock standing by the wall and groping.
"What's behind this?" Liu Shu knocked on the wall.
It is hollow.
"I don't know. The entrance isn't here." Sherlock took two steps to the left and right. "No, I have to walk through both the upper and lower floors to understand the structure."
"Did something explode in here?"
"That movement, yes."
"Follow me." Sherlock walked downstairs and waved to Liu Shu.
Continue downstairs? "Where to?"
"Go to the lobby, there are guests there."
Confused, Liu Shu arrived at the most luxurious place in the entire Iceberg Restaurant. The explosion just now did not change the place. It seemed that this building was not built with shoddy materials.
"Sister Liu Shu!"
"What's the matter?" She no longer wanted to remind them.
"Move aside for a moment and let her see the people sitting at those tables." Sherlock reminded the burly man.
"OK!"
Liu Shu turned around expressionlessly. One table held Tim and his brother, another held Alfred and Watson? And another held… Bruce?
"Who let him in?" She couldn't believe her eyes. It turned out that Di Ting was not brought in by Tim, but by this guy!
Sherlock walked towards Bruce and sat at the same table with him.
The younger brother in front of Liu Shu stammered and was speechless. He suddenly saw something, "Well, it was agreed by Brother William." He nodded behind Liu Shu.
This made Liu Shu realize that there was someone he could ask questions about.
She turned and saw William, and they walked to a corner.
"Thank you," William bowed. "So you've already planned this, using Wayne, Gotham's most famous figure, to pave the way for our next step."
How could she not know that he had such a plan? Liu Shu waved his hand, "Where's the Red Hood? Didn't he say anything?"
"The boss hates Wayne very much. By then, we will be..." William put his hand to his neck and made a throat-slitting motion, "just a stepping stone."
This is not right, Red Hood, is that what you think? Liu Shu wanted to find Red Hood here, but he never showed up.
"Where's the Red Hood?" Her Di Ting was still following him because someone was using it to track... No, that's not right.
Someone used her listening device to track Red Hood?
"Why are you still following me?" Red Hood touched the Listener at his feet with his boots. The little thing followed him wherever he went.
"Boss, even a hundred times the amount of anesthetic for an ordinary person won't last long." The younger brother standing by the cage was holding a syringe and injecting it into the arm of the person inside.
"A few hours?" Red Hood looked at the unconscious Joker and almost let him escape. It must be said that having more people means more. Now the entire Gotham underground industry is under his control. No matter where the Joker runs to, he can catch him back.
"Sixty-five minutes." The younger brother looked at the clown as if he were a monster. How could humans have such metabolic capacity?
Red Hood raised an eyebrow, "Let him sleep until eight tonight."
"Yes, Boss!"
In the restaurant lobby, a passerby arrived before Red Hood.
Liu Shu saw Bruce suddenly stand up and he chased after him.
Since she wasn't a guest but the owner, Liu Shu sat on the piano stool of the decorative piano. She didn't understand why 'Jason' was walking towards the kitchen. Where was her Di Ting? Had he lost her?
She ran to the place where Bruce disappeared worriedly.
"Does Wayne have a stomach problem? Why does he always go to the bathroom?" A passing Red Hood gang member complained to his colleague.
Liu Shu heard it. She was standing at the fork in the road between the bathroom and the kitchen.
Then I chose the kitchen.
Bruce must have gone to the bathroom to transform in the dark, so the correct answer is to go to the kitchen to find the person Bruce wants to find.
When Ryushu reached the kitchen, Batman was already fighting.
What is he fighting? A human-shaped lump of mud?
Clayface was no match for the fully equipped Batman, and he crawled into the kitchen sewer.
"Bats are not welcome here," Red Hood knocked on the door with his gun, pointing it at Batman.
He was quite polite and knew to knock on the door.
Liu Shu looked at Red Hood who wanted to use Mud Face to explain Jason's appearance. She raised her hands to cover her face and walked out the door. She hesitated when passing by Di Ting, but still did not take it away.
There are countless "relics" of Jason in the manor. Liu Shu doesn't know whether his relics are still called relics after a person is resurrected, but those things can definitely help Di Ting find the living people.
Red Hood was a little confused about her behavior. He thought that joining forces with Clayface should be able to reset Batman's investigation progress. Just when he calmed down, he found that Batman had not seen his face yet, and Nightwing and the new Robin had concealed his identity from Batman.
So the plan that was prepared before can still be used.
While Red Hood was stunned, Batman took the opportunity to climb into the ventilation duct.
"****" Red Hood looked at the pipe mouth with disgust. He finished cursing before leaving.
"What about those guests? Our chef was chased away by Batman." Can Clayface cook? Liu Shu crossed her arms. She really didn't want to call those guests guests.
“Let them eat dirt.”
In naked revenge, Liu Shu walked towards the lobby with him.
"Hello." Bruce raised his hand at his seat and looked at Red Hood, this gesture meant that he needed a waiter.
Sherlock, who was sitting at the same table with him, looked at the Listener at Red Hood's feet. He shook his head silently and covered his face as if he was autistic.
"Hello, I'd like two steaks."
"F**k steak." Red Hood strode to his table, and Di Ting's small steps could hardly keep up.
"Isn't this name a bit unrefined?" Bruce said in a low voice with a frown, as if he was just giving a suggestion.
Red Hood was considering a very deep question - should he beat him up now?
"How well done do you want it?" His temper is really getting better and better.
"You should be familiar with your quality." Bruce didn't know why he was swearing so much now. Did he learn bad things outside?
Liu Shu opened her mouth slightly. What was he talking about? She looked at Sherlock next to her. The detective almost buried his head in the table.
Farther away, Alfu clenched the cup in his hand. He thought Bruce would be able to speak properly.
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Red Hood grabbed Bruce by the collar and lifted him up.
Bruce looked deeply at Jason through the hood, and he didn't know what expression to make.
"Sorry, he didn't mean it." Dick, who had been kicked several times by Tim, ran over with his arm covered, which was pinched by his younger brother just now.
Red Hood threw Bruce back into the chair, "Eat it or not, get out!"
He left. Liu Shu looked at the angry back of Red Hood. Her listening was still...
Sometimes, once you miss an opportunity, it can never be recovered. She turned her attention back to the people at the tables who came to cause trouble, and let Di Ting comfort him.
Liu Shu knocked on the table. "Two million US dollars per person."
Sherlock looked up and wondered why this man was asking for too much.
"We haven't ordered yet, right?" He spread out his hands.
"Service fee, whose service do you think you are receiving?"
"Red Hood?" Dick tilted his head in confusion.
"Don't call Gotham's Godfather by his code name. Come, drag him to the kitchen to cook." Liu Shu ordered mercilessly.
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