novelraw Chapter 28 Gotham Late Night
Chapter 28 Gotham Late Night
Harley didn't know where to focus her attention. Was Queenie's "Legiliency" ability able to prevent it?Or is it the worry revealed by a good friend's serious expression?
Of course, solving problems for friends needs to be at the top.
"You think it has something to do with us?" Harry guessed, "Because your mother asked us to go back to the mansion...Then shall we go back or not? Do you want your mother to keep us here?"
"We..." Before Queenie finished her sentence, Grandpa A Fu actually appeared at the door of the room, interrupting the plans of the two little girls.
"I'll help you pack your things." Grandpa Afu's expression was gentle, but his words were stern, and he understood the meaning of telling the two to move faster.
Harley was about to ask Grandpa Afu to let the two of them clean up by themselves, so as to take the opportunity to communicate.But Queenie rolled her eyes, as if she had suddenly changed her mind, grabbed her schoolbag, and packed it with great enthusiasm, at a speed comparable to the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
Harry didn't have a chance to ask Queenie why she had changed her mind until she got back to her bedroom in the mansion.
After confirming that Harry's bedroom door was really closed, Queenie turned around and sighed at her, "It's my dad...I just saw it from Mr. Pennyworth."
The girl's voice began to tremble, "The Arkham prisoners are rioting. They have sealed off the entire facility from the inside, and have held dad hostage who has been treating them in Arkham for weeks... and demanded freedom from the police outside."
Harry was stunned, she couldn't imagine Queenie's worry and panic now.
These prisoners of Arkham are really bad!Dr. Kowalski is clearly helping them.
She stepped forward and hugged her good friend, "I'm sorry... what can I do for you? Is there any other clues from Grandpa Afu?"
Queenie hugged Harry back, put her head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know...Maybe it's because he is facing Dad's daughter, so Mr. Outside of thinking about the dangerous situation, I am full of sympathy for me... All I can see is that the police are still negotiating outside Arkham, and I don't know what they plan to do next... If I have the chance Just be near Sheriff Gordon..."
Queenie looked up suddenly, her blue eyes wide open, and Harry could see her reflection directly from there.
"Yeah! I should go to Sergeant Gordon! Even...I'm going to save my dad!" Queenie looked as if she wanted to rush out.
"I don't want to hit you..." Harry said hesitantly, trying not to be so blunt, but she felt that Queenie really needed to be woken up. "But... what can you do there? Throw a stone at the door?"
Queenie gave Harry a blank look, "Of course not! I only intend to get close to the policemen at the door, especially Sergeant Gordon; if I have the chance, see if I can get closer to the prisoners, I know they are all in Whatever you think, I will definitely help the police rescue Dad!"
This logic made Harry unable to refute.She put herself in the situation and thought for a while, if Grandpa A Fu was in danger, she might rush over desperately.
"Okay then, but I want to be with you." Seeing that Queenie seemed to want to refute, Harry added, "There is no need to discuss it, or I will tell Grandpa Alfred. And I still have a little ability to resist. You It's too dangerous to be alone."
She passed Queenie, leaned on the door and listened to the movement of the mansion. The sound of Grandpa Afu's footsteps could be heard from downstairs.Uncle Bruce's injury hasn't healed yet, and Batman won't drop from the sky tonight to turn the tide.
Harley, too, is infected with Gotham's almost ingrained mistrust of police competence.If only relying on the police, Queenie's father might really be in danger...
Harry turned and saw Queenie pacing back and forth nervously, and she reassured the girl to wait a little longer.
"We have to wait for Grandpa Ah Fu to sleep before sneaking out of the mansion, otherwise he will definitely catch us."
Queenie looked at the door, gritted her teeth, and nodded in agreement.
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In the sky of Gotham, the full moon, which is often hidden in the dark clouds, rarely peeked out of the thick clouds today, illuminating the two small figures on the wall of Wayne Manor.
After hours of staring and staring, the two of them yawned and finally waited until Grandpa Fu turned off the lights along the corridor, which was the signal to go to sleep.
He stayed outside the door of the two little girls' rooms for a few more seconds, and Harry and Queenie were so scared that they held their breath.
So they waited for another half an hour after Grandpa Fu turned off the lights, and then opened the window tremblingly and turned out.
"The manor has a security system..." Harry lowered his voice, and reminded Queenie in the grass outside the window, "I heard Grandpa Alfred say it when he called. I used magic to move you out, and then I levitated out by the wall—" — My magic hits and misses, if possible, but it's the only way we can keep the security system off."
Queenie looked uncertain, "You're not going to put me in the wall, are you?"
"Probably...no way," Harley trembled because of this picture, "Oh, don't talk about it anymore, I'm going to 'visualize' what you look like inside the wall... This is too affecting my performance. "
The two girls walked to the wall quietly. Harley collected herself and made sure that the image of "Queenie was inside the wall" was squeezed out of her head. She stretched out her hand, "! "
no response……
shameful...
"Hmm... I seem to have forgotten to reverse the words 'outside the wall' just now." Harry thought for a moment and found out the problem, "Irony magic is too difficult... I've only been out of touch for a few days and I'm unfamiliar with it." gone."
"It's too unreliable..." Queenie looked regretful, but she had no other way to get out, so her expression of regret turned into a look of resignation.
"Give me one more chance", Harry cleared his throat and raised his hand again, "! Move from the outer wall to Nickey"
Queenie disappeared in place, and Harley didn't know if she succeeded, so she didn't dare to call out to ask.She let herself levitate crookedly, and almost fell off the high wall of the manor as soon as she crossed it.
Queenie was just over the wall, akimbo watching as Harley landed on her ass/ass.
"I can't wait to learn our orthodox magic," Queenie said with emotion. "Is irony magic going to reach out like you? It seems so strange."
Sister Zatanna didn't teach Harley any posture. A magician who is strong enough can cast spells even if he is tied up.She encourages Harley to develop the gestures she finds easiest to channel magic.
After trying many times, Harry felt that it felt best to spread her fingers straight out...
"...just take me for being cool." Harry curled his lips and patted the dust on his butt/butt, "Magical girls must have a style when they drive."
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The nights in Gotham have never been peaceful, and most of the city's mobile police forces are concentrated in Arkham, which provides criminals with a rare golden time.This is a carnival night in Gotham's criminal world. From professional thieves to amateur robbers, they will take advantage of the chaos to commit crimes-this is the minimum professionalism.
And at this time, two little girls wandering around Gotham under the night?Probably not much different from a lamb that jumped into a pack of wolves.And their destination is the Arkham Asylum in the outskirts, passing through the old town and the edge of the city along the way. These are areas where adult men need to be careful during the day to escape unscathed.
Fortunately, Queenie can perceive evil thoughts when she is close to criminals, so the two went around and around along the way, barely avoiding several bad guys who were eager to make a fortune through evil ways.
This reminded Harley of the Pac-Man game. She and Queenie were in the labyrinth-like Gotham buildings, avoiding monsters that would gameover as soon as they were touched.
Queenie stopped again at this moment and turned in the opposite direction. Harry knew this meant that there were monsters ahead.
But Queenie's footsteps paused, she turned her head sideways, and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Harry also stopped, following Queenie's gaze.
"Over there... there was a robbery, and the victim was a female employee who was working overtime... The robber planned to kill her after getting the money!"
All they encountered along the way were would-be villains who wanted to do evil, but suffered from no target for fat sheep. This was the first time they witnessed a crime in progress tonight!
"What should I do?" Queenie looked particularly flustered.
"What can we do?" Harry gritted his teeth, "We can't just watch her die."
Her Uncle Bruce is Batman!Of course she is not as great as her uncle, but she can't just ignore her death, otherwise Uncle Bruce and Grandpa Afu will be very disappointed with her.
"I'll just go and tie him up." Harley clenched her fists, encouraging herself more than Queenie, "Hurry up! The knives of villains don't wait for anyone."
Harry led the charge and ran to the street where the robbers were.As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a figure with the brim of his hat lowered, holding a gun and threatening a woman who was tremblingly taking off her watch.
"Hurry up!" The robber's voice was hoarse, "The little money in your wallet is not enough for me to buy fans once..."
Before the words fell, the vicious robber found himself tied up for no reason, and began to fall crookedly.
"Huh...", Harry wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, it was all nervous...
The woman who was robbed was still in shock, and stared intently at the two little girls in front of her.
After being shocked, the fallen robber began to curse at Harley, twisting his body to reach for the gun that fell beside him.
Harry scratched his hair, kicked the gun away, and was about to run away quietly and continue his Arkham journey, but suddenly his feet were hanging in the air—he was pulled up by the collar!
"Look who this is." An inexplicably familiar voice sounded behind him, "Do you want to be a vigilante at such a young age?"
Harry nearly screamed, swinging her arms and legs, trying to twist around to see who had grabbed her.
At this time, a gloomy electronic sound sounded not far away, and Harry stopped his movements instantly—it was Batman!
"Red Hood, put her down." Although Batman's voice was deep and cold, his language was slightly gentle. "She just did something good. Although it is not encouraged, it is worthy of praise."
Harley was then gently placed next to the stunned Queenie. She looked up curiously, and unexpectedly saw several famous characters in the Gotham news at the same time - Batman, Red Hood, Batgirl and Robin!
It must be the red hood that was holding him up just now.
Batgirl had already helped the victim lady to get up, and she held the robber who was tied up by Harley in her other hand, "I'll take this lady home, and then send the robber to the police station. You first Solve your problems, we meet in Arkham."
Harry's view of Batgirl was blocked by the side of Red Hood.
She turned her head to look at Uncle Bruce, thinking that Grandpa Alfred actually let him out to be Batman, which proved that the situation must be serious.
"We were only focused on patrolling, but we didn't notice the two of them in the surveillance." Red Hood knocked on his ear, "Red Robin, this is your mistake."
"Robin, take them home," Batman decisively dismissed Harley and Queenie.
And Robin, who Harley had been trying to identify, stood far away.He wears a hood, holds a broadsword, and has a mask over his eyes.
Robin looked at the two girls and snorted, "Why me? I'm busy, Arkham needs me."
Harry narrowed his eyes, she would definitely not mistake this figure and voice, "Damian?!"
No one was surprised.Damian Robin just shrugged.
Batman looked in Robin's direction, "Someone of us has to take on the task of taking them home."
At this moment, Queenie, who had been silent all this time, spoke. She regained her composure and looked at the Dark Knight steadfastly.
"I know, you're not Batman."
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*Congratulations to Mr. Gary Oldman, who played Sirius and Sheriff Gordon, for winning the Oscar for Best Actor! ~Scattering Flowers~