Chapter 4972: Crazy pleasantries

The latest website: The girls held a meeting in the invisible enchantment wrapped by the flying carpet. No matter what they said or how much noise they made, no one outside could hear them. This was the power of magic.

So Batman and Super Killer in the warehouse are still looking for the skull of that saint.

To be more precise, the dark man did nothing, but stood in a dark corner with his hands folded, and a thin little girl was working the whole time. With her radish-like figure, it was like It's like a poor child laborer being squeezed.

But she herself was very happy and kept talking nonsense.

"Batman, I like to eat omelet rice with tomato sauce, how about you? Among the dishes cooked by the housekeeper, which one do you like best?"

"Batman, you have so much money, why don't you form an army, wouldn't it be easier to implement military control in Gotham?"

"Who do you like more, Batman, Catwoman, or Thalia? Who do you like the most out of several Robins?" Just like all fanatics who meet idols, she always has various questions, and she is bound to We should seize every opportunity to solve doubts and satisfy our curiosity.

But she didn't ask for herself, but for Big Daddy. Her dead father's worship of Batman was deeply rooted in her bones. As a good girl, she had to ask her father's questions before he was alive, and then go In front of his grave, tell the big daddy in heaven to listen. In fact, she didn't expect to get any answers, because she knew everything, and Batman didn't like to answer questions.

But what she didn't know was whether the bat that appeared today was a fake or a fun guy, he really answered in the dark.

Guaranteed or not? On the other hand, what Minty asks for is just an answer, and it doesn't have to be the correct answer.

"Alfred's cooking, my favorite is braised pig's trotters; as for raising an army in Gotham, those gangsters are all my army when necessary, so I already have; Catwoman and Thalia I I don’t like either, I still miss my first love Vic Valli, that reporter; as for who I like the most among the Robins, it is undoubtedly Jason, he is most like me.,

The speed of answering the questions was not fast, as if there was a devil in the dark telling a story, telling everything in a hoarse and terrifying voice, but when Minty heard it, the expression on his face became very strange, even The movement of searching for the skull in his hands slowed down.

Because she really couldn't imagine what it would be like for Batman to gnaw on a pig's trotter, and the answers behind her also had a subtle sense of confusion.

But this doesn't need Batman's explanation, because she quickly figured out the answer by herself, and answered herself perfectly. It's also very simple to say, that is, Batman is a human being, and he has been maintaining his human identity, so he doesn't have to. Nor is it perfect.

These answers are all a bit outrageous, but if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with each answer. In the United States, no one eats pig’s hooves. After slaughtering live pigs, the hooves are sold directly to feed factories for bone meal. Therefore, eating fish feed such as pig's trotters is also the least suitable for Batman's status as a rich man. It represents his dark rebellion of being super rich but standing on the side of the poor.

The gang members in Gotham will indeed unite spontaneously when foreign enemies invade. In terms of the relationship between Batman and their boss, it is no problem for bats to automatically gain leadership when they are unanimous. This is Gotham’s tacitly dark game. rule.

The problem of lovers is also simple. Vic Valli has been married for more than ten years. In the comics, she married a French director and left Gotham a long time ago. Then Batman said that she is his favorite, which is dark If you can't get what you love, it's the most bitter and deep hatred.

My favorite Robin is Red Hood, which is also the same, because among many Robins, he was the only one who died once, and fell out with Batman after his resurrection. So after a comprehensive analysis, the answers given by Batman seem to be strange on the surface, but as long as a smart person analyzes them, they can see two big characters between the lines. dark.

As long as it's dark enough, that's right, Batman is this style, he didn't lie and he didn't bother to lie to a little girl in another world.

Minty nodded, and she sighed a little cutely, because Batman is so distressing, what kind of willpower is it to carry so many dark pasts, and still live actively?

However, now that I already know a lot of answers, I can tell him the next time I go to the grave of the old man. If he knows the answer, he should be very pleased, right?

He turned his head and glanced at the Dark Knight behind him. He was almost integrated into the dark night. His body would only shake slightly when the plane flew over his head at low altitude and landed on the airport. Normally, he looked like a sculpture.

Even though Batman only shows his **** and chin under the mask, it makes sense. Shaking her head, the girl began to talk about other topics, such as means of transportation. Although she patrols every day on a motorcycle, she also has greater ambitions, saying that she plans to learn to fly a plane, and in the future make one.

Because it is actually not difficult to make an airplane, it is unrealistic to get a jet or a more advanced space fighter in one step, but if you just want a wooden frame airplane like the Wright Brothers, almost all you need is your hands.

Make an aircraft frame out of wood, then install an engine on it, and then insert a few pairs of wings and three wheels on the fuselage, and then it can take off.

There is no need for instrument panels and electronic equipment, all rely on sight.

Such an aircraft may not be able to do other things, but it is enough to use night vision binoculars for reconnaissance over cities at night, or to spray pesticides on other people's farms on weekends. The more she talked, the happier she was. She seemed to have imagined herself flying in the sky, or maybe she had been holding back for too long, and now she found someone who could confide in her, so she could talk endlessly.

But she didn't forget the serious business, the work of finding the skull was still proceeding in an orderly manner~www.NovelMTL.com~ She was indeed very smart and came up with a good idea.

First, open a wooden box at will, and check whether the bones inside are real or plaster. After discovering that it was plaster, she could tell which boxes contained fake skeletons by smell.

Gypsum itself has no smell, but the teaching skeleton sold on the market has a smell of industrial products, which is easy to distinguish.

In front of each box, she grabbed it and shook it a few times, then sniffed it against the cracks of the wooden box, and she knew if it was the target she was looking for.

"King Haibian is not here."

While she was babbling away at work, Batman spoke up, asking where her ex-partner had gone with a questioning address.

When Dave was mentioned, Minty's little mouth turned to one side, her depression caused her to forget about language management, and she replied to Uncle Bat:

"Retirement and disappearance because he's a dick, literally."

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