novelraw Chapter 212 Collar
Chapter 212 Collar
After a moment of silence, Alfred took a step back in compromise.
"Please don't get caught in the rain outside, Miss Mephisto," the silver-haired old butler said calmly while passing the towel roll to the red ribbon, "This is not an excellent time, but I think you have an excellent time." reason."
The glamorous purple-haired woman took the towel, but held it in her hands in despair, letting the heavy rain continue to drench her thoroughly.
The blood color quickly smeared on the snow-white cloth with the rain, showing a kind of dull horror under the dim street lamp.
————Alfred decided not to ask how the blood came from.
"I haven't seen news of you in Gotham City for a long time, Miss Mephisto."
Even though the oppressive feeling of a beast behind him made the silver-haired old butler instinctively feel his back stiff, Alfred asked nonchalantly, "I have to say, it's very nostalgic... maybe there is something more important Did you stop?"
"........."
Red Ribbon let out a vague reply from his throat.
"I see," the old butler paused, "Please do yourself a favor, Master Bruce will be here soon."
He opened the door of the living room, and the beast behind him roared uneasily when exposed to the light.
Compared to the dress she had fully integrated into human society during her last visit, she was standing there straight now, without any softness and tremors of normal people, just like a glamorous vampire who wanted to tear human throats apart.
The silver-haired old butler had just entered the mansion from the living room when he saw Bruce rushing up from the elevator.
Batman was wearing a silver-gray suit. Unlike this casual and chic outfit, he didn't have a smile on his face, and his steel-blue eyes were covered with gloomy gray clouds.
"She—" Bruce asked.
"It's close to crazy, Master Bruce," Alfred replied calmly, "but we can still communicate, she's here for Miss Sisley."
———————As if a miracle in a fairy tale, the thin barrier between the beast and the real madness is Sisley.
"I understand."
Batman replied quietly.
"........."
Alfred watched his back disappear behind the door of the living room, and sighed silently.
At the moment when Bruce stepped into the living room, the dangerous signal came to his nose with a bloody smell that could not be ignored.
Mephisto was standing by the window, her scarlet eyes staring at the swaying tree shadows outside the window, and when Bruce approached, she cast her emotionless eyes on him.
Even though I have seen the red ribbon that has not appeared for a long time on the surveillance, it is still not as oppressive as seeing her in real life again—this woman looks as cold as a corpse.
"Why are you here?"
When facing the beast, Bruce tensed his muscles instinctively, and asked in a deep voice.
"where is she?"
In the silence, Batman heard the red ribbon ask back.
There was a palpable tremor in the woman's voice, and this tremor penetrated Bruce's defenses, causing him to slowly relax his back and straighten his body.
"How did you know?"
Staring at the shockingly beautiful face of the red ribbon, Bruce asked thoughtfully.
Sisley in rose skin: ...
Sisley in rose skin:!
"...someone," who came out in a hurry, in the chaos, Mephisto instinctively thought of an excuse that the old father would not pursue, "he told me that he couldn't contact her."
—————Bruce’s eyesight is quite good, especially since he didn’t let go of any clues of facial expressions, there is almost nowhere to hide the emotion that the red ribbon changed at that moment.
The purple-haired woman's eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment, and she didn't know if she thought of something. Her scarlet pupils stared at a spot on the carpet, and her words flickered away from a direct answer.
"........."
Bruce gave her a deep look.
The red ribbon says "someone" vaguely, but of course Batman knows she's referring to no other possibility than the murderer wandering New York.
—————No matter how many times, he was deeply shocked by the way these two beasts were willing to cooperate because of Sisley.
"I understand."
Bruce whispered.
Mephisto: ?
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Even though she put on the rose vest with a poor mind, Sisley still keenly noticed the unfinished meaning in the old father's words.
However, now is not the time to worry about those, her main purpose is to stay with her old father and create an excellent reason to deal with the clown—and this is a very difficult goal.
A desire ribbon fluttered slightly in Mephisto's cuff, faithfully conveying to her a familiar scent of blood, like the sweet smell of vanilla in milk.
Mephisto: ?
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When Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, raised her head to check the fragrance, the door of the living room was pushed open.
"Oh, hi, Mephisto!"
Facing those eyes that had nothing to do with humans again after a few months, Dick froze for a second before recovering his voice, and he greeted as friendly as possible, "Oh my God, you look so wet Terrible... Long time no see, I'm Sisley's brother——uh, if you remember."
The big blue bird's eyes blinked nervously, and he deliberately didn't look at Batman exuding an aura of "disapproval", and only looked at the purple-haired woman.
After a few seconds, the red ribbon nodded slightly.
"I remember you."
Mephisto said softly.
"Great." Dick breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa farthest from Mephisto, and subconsciously said, "But you don't look well?"
Mephisto: ...
Mephisto: *My brother is really annoying when he talks a lot*
The woman's purple hair had stopped dripping. After looking at Batman and asking the old father's consent, Sisley, who was dressed in rose skin, chose a sofa with cushions and sat down quite comfortably. .
————— In the warm reception room, the face of the red ribbon began to slowly warm up, no longer as pale as a dead person.
"Is there anything you must tell me, Red Ribbon?"
Bruce interrupted Dick's involuntary greeting and asked directly.
In his icy gaze, the beautiful purple-haired woman fixed her eyes, and answered this question for the first time since entering Wayne Mansion.
"The clown is back."
Mephisto's eyes were fixed on nothingness, she lowered her eyes and said in a hoarse voice.
"What did you say?!"
The big blue bird bounced directly from the sofa, leaning forward in the direction of Mephisto in shock.
"………what?"
Bruce was silent for a moment, and when he looked up again, his eyes looked extremely dark.
At this moment, Batman is extremely clear-eyed.
------certainly.
——————If the red ribbon somehow returns to Gotham, the clown who disappeared with her will of course return.
Dick stood up straight away, turned on the TV in the reception room, and the sound poured out in an instant, filling the room surrounded by the torrential rain.
"...Next, we are going to broadcast an urgent news."
On the screen, the evening news has been filled with harsh sirens.
The host in suits and leather shoes was reporting the scene in a panic. With his trembling voice, the camera was lifted far to the right in front of the high-rise building that was burned and half of the sky was red.
"According to the latest video, a series of explosions just happened on the 32th floor." When the host moved as close to the microphone as possible to make the sound clear, the screams and cries of the crowd were still clearly audible in the background, "Joker On the rooftop, [-] hostages were with him—"
"Long time no see, my friends!"
A hoarse voice giggled, "Do you want to see me? I know you will—so here I am!"
The camera suddenly changed to extremely dark tones. On the big screen, the face of the clown was weirdly distorted by the camera. Red——the color of lipstick and blood, smeared horribly near his lips, and scratched wet on the camera. his wet green hair draped across his cheeks, revealing the large, unhealed gash on his head.
"........."
The big blue bird took a peek at the beautiful woman sitting motionless on the sofa.
—————The attack was a bit too ruthless, but why not do it more ruthlessly?Anyway, the clown can take it.
Mephisto: ?
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"Wait a minute, what's that thing around his neck?"
After silently complaining, Dick came back to his senses, stared carefully at the screen in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Can you pause for a moment——"
Mephisto didn't say a word, but a red ribbon suddenly protruded from the torn silk nightdress of the purple-haired woman, and threw the remote control next to the coffee table to the big blue bird.
"Uh...thank you."
The latter was rarely in a hurry to catch something, and laughed dryly twice.
The picture on the TV was paused for a moment, and the big blue bird zoomed in until the details he had just captured finally filled the entire screen in high definition.
"What is this——" Dick squinted his eyes for a moment to recognize it, and then suddenly took a breath.
Hanging on the outside of the clown's purple suit was a string of thin necklaces.
Platinum formed several delicate letters, which glistened even in this dim light.
Because of this, the big blue bird recognized the meaning of those letters at once.
————— That was Sisley’s name.
"…………???"
Dick sat up straight in shock.
"........."
Batman's body suddenly became stiff.
The living room fell silent, only the big screen was silently turned on, and the platinum necklace hung outside the clown's purple suit, which looked very conspicuous.
"That's not Sisley's stuff."
Batman said quietly.
But the presence of that chain there can only mean one thing.
The clown is inextricably linked to the organization that kidnapped Sisley—the worst possibility is that he has already joined forces with that organization.
————And Bruce still doesn't know anything about the relationship between them.
Before Batman could think further, a chill suddenly crept up his spine silently.
In the next second, Batman fell into a tactical silence, "..."
A few seconds ago, the red ribbon sitting on the other side of the sofa was still silent; however, more and more red ribbons began to extend, spread, and grow out of her body, like roses ready to bloom, entangled Queen in the middle.
"Relax, Mephisto, relax—" Dick was the first to raise his hands in surrender, trying to comfort her in a panic. The young man with black hair and blue eyes was wrapped in dense red ribbons, like a quilt A half-cut cocoon.
Mephisto stood up from the sofa, and Bruce was still sitting there, looking into her eyes that were not at all human.
————— Those eyes, the whites of the eyes are pitch black, and the pupils are scarlet.
The dangerous breath rushed to Bruce's emotional part in an instant, and he almost started the laser cutting device in the reception room, but his rationality stepped on the brakes at the last moment, preventing his instinctive defense against the red ribbon.
Even though these red ribbons filled the entire room, they deftly and consciously avoided the only two living people in the living room.
—————Standing abruptly on the brink of madness, this woman who doesn't need anything other than blood still maintains a high level of protection for the Wayne family, but she didn't hang them up. Suck it off.
sky.Bruce thought.
——————It was as if Sisley had placed a collar on the neck of this beast that went mad at regular intervals, a collar that Mephisto could not resist at all.
Even so, no one can stand still in the face of these stretching red ribbons of rage, like seeing apparently delirious Superman flying over the city and even closing in.
The smell of blood became more and more intense in the air. Even though it looked soft and harmless, Bruce had witnessed how they were stained red with the blood of the villains in this city, and how they looked like cut silk. Shredded Arkham Asylum cells like tofu.
—————Standing in this scarlet sea, Mephisto laughed in a low voice.
It was almost like a growl squeezed through the teeth.
The rage distorted the beautiful and glamorous face of the red ribbon, bringing a thrilling feeling of suffocation; Batman's eyes froze, and the big blue bird turned his eyes away.
At the same time, Mephisto looked at the light screen in the void that the old father and brother could not see, and silently sent the message to the group chat.
【mission completed】
——————She is going to the TV station to suck the clown and suck music.
Sisley in rose skin thought with satisfaction.
...
【receive】
Abaddon returned.
The lord of hell lowered his head indifferently, looking down at the picture below.
In front of his eyes, the giant dragon made of resentment lowered its head and rubbed against the back of Cain's hand in a daze.
The black-haired young man didn't notice this. He was walking towards the bookcase in the room, hesitated for a moment, and dragged it out from the dusty corner.
"It may take a while, my friend, for what I'm looking for is a rather boring documentation."
Before his fingers touched the pages of the book, Cain apologized softly, "These things are too brittle, and some unexpected things happened here, I think I have to solve these problems first."
"So what are we here for, Cain?" The little spider opened his mouth to ask, halfway through the sentence, he coughed and swallowed it back, "I'm not bored, I'm just curious, I definitely don't mean to be bored here, real!"
"........."
The black-haired young man looked at him, and smiled amusedly and softly.
"I'm not even ready to really find this place, my friend, because of the curse on my hometown that I carry on my body, it's almost impossible for me to really find my hometown with my own strength."
"But you found it, yeah—" Peter stretched out his hand subconsciously, and after a few seconds, he blushed and retracted with both hands and feet, "You mean——"
The black-haired young man stretched out his hand encouragingly, and also made a "yeah" gesture with two fingers.
"Is this how it's used?"
he asked suddenly.
"It's like this," the little spider chattered excitedly and happily, "Your usage is correct this time, I think I can give this one [-] points."
"So my relatively sloppy second plan is as follows."
Cain said softly, "——I was going to check the oracle and then seal up everything here, but I didn't expect this place to progress quickly. Not only did my newly cultivated Tujriko fail to fully grow up to translate the previous oracle , and there is—a destiny that I cannot peek at.”
The little spider fell into tactical silence: "..."
The little spider began to pretend that he understood something.
"I found it."
Cain didn't ask about Peter's silence, his slender fingertips slid across the papyrus, and lightly stopped on one spot.
The black-haired young man subconsciously sat on the chair in the room, and the young superhero followed him, looked over his thin shoulders, glanced at the story on the papyrus, and found that he couldn't understand a single word.
"What I said above is exactly as I remember it...Tujrikos cannot survive without their masters, because they themselves are bred with all the emotions of their masters," Cain didn't mind The little spider leaned over to watch the behavior, and while giving up his position, he muttered to himself, "But why...?"
Although the little spider didn't quite understand it, he still caught a few words from Cain's mouth, so he sincerely suggested.
"Why don't you look for it? According to what you said, if it shouldn't be here, then it probably came in from the outside, such as when it was lost from your hands——"
The black-haired young man put down the papyrus in his hand, and looked at Peter quietly for a while: a melancholy mist gradually formed in Cain's eyes, dyeing the emotions behind him into the night.
"The only time I lost my Tujriko was on the day of the trial."
Cain answered softly.
When the expression on Little Spider's face changed from "well-behaved, cute, but confused" to "damn what did I say about such a topic", the black-haired young man looked at him and smiled kindly.
"————but I think you have a good point, my friend, and there is something very wrong here."
Peter helped a little, and 3 minutes later, the bookcases were rearranged, and the black-haired young man got up from his chair again and walked towards the door.
"Mr. Master?" Cain called out politely.
—————— A few seconds later, Doctor Strange's low-pitched answer drifted into the ears of the black-haired young man.
"How long are you going to stay down there?"
At the same time, the magic cloak poked its head out and greeted Cain cutely.
"Please help me carry this messy little thing," the black-haired young man stood near the dune, whispering, "Beyond the contract, I'm willing to pay extra for every 10 minutes after refueling."
————— With such a conscientious boss and such a suitable salary, it is impossible for an angel to give a mortal so much property in one day.
"........."
Strange lowered his head, with a rare complicated look on his face.
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After finishing Doctor Strange, Cain turned back to the hot desert air, his eyes drooping.
The little spider beside him also closed his eyes silently, "..."
"I feel something."
Cain suddenly whispered, "This is it, I can't tell the difference...it seems to have produced these smells by stopping and walking along the way."
———————The taste produced more than 1000 years ago, even if it is preserved to this day, is still terribly weak.
Peter obediently followed behind the black-haired young man, like a dedicated follower, not falling behind was the only thing he had to do: Cain took advantage of his height and long legs to the extreme, and left the village and these stone houses in 15 minutes The gathering place, began to walk in a farther and farther direction.
The touch of sand and gravel squeezed past, and the black-haired young man could smell the road along his nose. Hearing the stumbling footsteps of the little spider behind him, he waited for him for a while.
"I opened my eyes."
whispered the young superhero.
"It's all right, my friend, I'm sensing it, it smells strong here."
Cain still closed his eyes, and analyzed softly, "I can feel that it has been going around in circles here, so the smell here is slightly stronger than before, but it's still quite difficult to distinguish."
"... Cain?"
The hesitant voice of the little spider sounded from the darkness, "Do you want to open your eyes and see where this is?"
"what happened?"
The black-haired young man heard the obvious hesitation in his words, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.
It was pitch black, and Cain raised his head subconsciously, and found himself standing in front of the black stone tablet, shrouded alone by a huge shadow.
—————— The place where Tujriko smells the most is in front of the black stone tablet of the oracle.