Chapter 45 You finally came to save me. I could guess it without even thinking...
It doesn't take a brain to guess that if you try to attack Batman and Red Hood together, you will only get double the critical hits.
They are said to be in a hostile relationship and fight each other fiercely, but if they encounter another force that wants to intervene, they will be killed by these two people together.
"Will I really be caught by them?" Liu Shu looked at his feet.
"Hmph, your name might be in their plan."
Jason picked up the Di Ting on the ground and threw it into her arms. "Remember that kid? He looks like he knows you."
"Is there such a thing?" Liu Shu thought he was paying attention to her because he saw her sword moves.
"Just stay in Crime Alley and avoid going out." The Red Hood Gang is fully capable of protecting a person. "We don't have many people around the school or the surrounding area, not even as many as the police station."
That school is very bad.
Liu Shu nodded, "If I don't get rid of them before the end of the holiday, I'll take a leave of absence."
“…” Jason continued to sign the documents.
This is even more terrifying than going to work. It makes him a corporate slave.
"Forget it." Liu Shu pushed a chair to the side of the table and picked up a pen from the ground.
She was helping Jason with his work.
"Don't you know how to do it?"
"I was kidding." I often help friends organize documents in Xianzhou, so I've learned how to read it.
Bruce, who was very good at his job, was about to leave downstairs.
"What do you mean?" Bruce looked at the Red Hood gang members blocking the door. He had to leave now and come back with a different identity.
"Do you think this is your home? You can come and go as you please." The person at the door clenched his fist at him.
Bruce retreated in fear and disappeared from their sight.
It's unfair that everyone except him and the two brothers in the kitchen can go out, but Bruce can take this opportunity to explore here without being afraid.
He went up to the second floor and looked down from the railing to see the seat he had just sat. This layout was not very suitable for hiding things, so he had to go up further.
Although no one was following him, Bruce could sense he was being watched. Someone was watching him, around every corner and doorway. They were simply watching him, making no attempt to hide their presence; this was their territory, after all.
Never mind, he wouldn't try to escape now.
On the way to the fourth floor, he knocked on the wall and found it was hollow. The explosion occurred between the third and fourth floors.
But he found no obvious entrance on the third floor.
"Is he taking a walk?" Someone spoke after Bruce walked away. In order to maintain the dignity of the Red Hood Gang, Red Hood's subordinates really sacrificed too much.
"That's strange, why aren't you afraid at all? What about those two guys in the kitchen?"
"Don't eat their food. The toilet on the first floor is full now."
As they were talking, a man ran up to the third floor.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The man waved to them and continued running towards the toilet.
"It looks like the second floor is full too."
After single-handedly destroying Red Hood's defense system on one floor, Tim didn't have any remorse. He leaned against the table and looked at Dick.
"You still haven't made any progress." Dick shook his head.
"Then why don't you try it?"
"No."
"You soak cereal every day, of course not."
"As long as you don't starve to death, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"
"It didn't explode this time." Tim pointed at the stove. Although his cooking was not very good, this intact kitchen was already his medal of honor.
"But what Bruce just gave them was not a service fee, but medical expenses." Dick poked the indescribable food on the plate with a fork. Those curious people were suffering from food poisoning.
"Is that enough?" Tim felt a little guilty when he heard this. He didn't mean to do that, and he said it was better not to eat these.
The reason why humans are human is that their endless curiosity will make them fall into traps again and again.
"That's absolutely enough. They're in such good health that they don't need to go to the hospital."
"Luckily she didn't let Bruce into the kitchen."
Dick raised an eyebrow, "Haha, horror story."
They heard footsteps that were different from those of ordinary people.
The kitchen door was opened.
"Hi." Bruce raised his hand and greeted the two surprised children.
"You're here too?" Tim knew that Alfu, Sherlock and the others had already driven away towards the manor.
"They were angry because they saw the secrets."
Dick couldn't imagine it. He looked at the door. "What secret?"
"It looks like a year and eleven months of paperwork has been piling up," Bruce smiled, "I'm here to keep you company."
"document?"
"One year and eleven months??"
It is obvious that these two people have completely different focuses, and the young policeman Blüdhaven cannot resonate with Young Master Wayne.
"Why is there so much?" It was painful to think about it. No wonder Bruce was brought into the kitchen. Tim estimated the workload and it was suffocating.
"Considering the number of his subordinates, it is indeed abnormal. He did not delegate those tasks to others..." Bruce frowned.
"Other gang members who surrendered to him didn't have his trust and he was cautious."
Dick looked at the two men and felt that this matter had to take priority. "Bruce, you should go do something serious."
"I've been caught." Bruce walked towards the ingredients in the corner of the kitchen.
"Come quickly! There's a fire!"
Liu Shu looked at the vehicles going away from the window. Was this the way to solve the problem?
They lost Wayne and his two children, but got the food he left behind.
"Don't touch that." Jason took off the hood again, which was the one Bruce was wearing when he broke in.
He rolled his eyes at the colorful mess of black dishes on the table.
"Bruce's cooking is pretty good looking." Liu Shu wanted to see what this thing was made of.
"What's your aesthetic?"
“It feels cosmic.”
"Maybe it's the smell of the universe."
"Then I'll name it - Punishment Food Iceberg Restaurant Edition."
"ha?"
"It's a very appropriate name, isn't it? Do you think this dish can be replicated?" Maybe it will become a selling point. Facing this strange dish, Liu Shu felt as if something was missing.
She pulled a few white candles from the wall decorations and lit them around them.
“This can summon demons,” Jason said with extreme certainty, and he looked as if he was preparing for a fight.
"What demon?"
"Here I come."
Wait, why did the BGM change?
Liu Shu watched Jason kill a piece of mist that was about to solidify with a single stroke of his sword, and she was deeply shocked.
"It's okay." His knife not only chopped off the demon, but also extinguished the candle.
"Can this be summoned?" She just wanted to take a photo, so Liu Shu sent the photo to Tim. She looked at the candle that was still smoking, and just in case, she didn't send it to Winnie.
"Normally, you have to draw a magic circle, prepare sacrifices and magical materials," Jason put away the knife, "but this thing... I didn't expect it to actually create a demon. It's disgusting."
"So if Bruce wanted to attack someone, could he just fill their house with his cooking, light candles, and run away?"
"Your imagination is much stronger than some people's, but I regret to tell you that this works." It was really a picture of hell. Anyone who could come up with such a trick must have a master at home. Jason put his hand on his forehead.
"Are you not feeling well?" Liu Shu didn't realize that his casual suggestion made his brain feel a little uncomfortable.
"Let's continue." He said nothing else and walked back to his desk.
Time soon came to night, and Liu Shu was alone in the room processing documents.
She heard something knocking on the glass at the window.
It was a bit scary and dangerous, which reminded Liu Shu of various horror games and movies.
She picked up the gun that Red Hood had left behind and walked towards the curtains.
"Good evening." Robin waved to her.
"Why are you here?"
"Can I come in?" Because he was not allowed in, he continued to knock on the window like a woodpecker.
Liu Shu opened the window for him, "If you dare..." There was another explosion downstairs, but this time it was smaller.
"Let's go down." Robin nodded to her.
"Have you been helping Red Hood?" He looked at Ryushu hesitantly. It seemed too slow to let her run after him.
Liu Shu opened the door and walked out. She turned back to look at him and said, "No, I was just helping someone who was slacking off. I did it by chance."
This feeling is too familiar, so naturally...
"Hey!" Suddenly having his feet hanging in the air made him feel insecure. Liu Shu, who was picked up horizontally, grabbed the cloak on his shoulders.
"This is the fastest way—" Robin jumped onto the stair railing easily, a smile in his voice, "Sorry, we don't have much time."
"Do you know where he is?" There are really no secrets in the Iceberg Restaurant.
Perhaps because it was so stable, Liu Shu adapted to it immediately.
"Well," he said, reaching the end of a corridor on the fourth floor, "right here."
After landing, Liu Shu adjusted his hair and said, "Open the door."
She is ready.
Robin opened the mechanism here, and the road behind them suddenly turned into a staircase going down.
Ryushu walked down with him.
There was no one guarding the passage. Robin observed the passage and said, "This is the only other way."
"Is there another way?"
"You might not know this, but there's a hole in the wall outside, probably from the first explosion of the day."
Then why are they still going this way? Liu Shu looked at him puzzled.
"I'm afraid they'll find me because everyone's going through that hole over there," Robin said with a bitter smile, "and I might be the cause of the next quarrel."
"Don't say that, you're not wrong," Liu Shu walked in front of him, "If you're worried about that, hide behind me."
"You finally come to save me." The clown grinned at a shadow outside the cage.
Because of the big hole with light shining through it, it was not too dark here. At this time, the dark part was more conspicuous than the light outside.
"I'm here to take you to another prison." Batman corrected him, a syringe appearing in his hand.
"Oh my god - I'm not sick, why is everyone giving a healthy clown a shot?"
The light behind them seemed to dim a little, and a shadow covered them.
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