"Let's not talk about it for now." Constantine stretched out a hand to stop what Schiller was about to say. He raised his tone and said, "Isn't your plan a bit too... too..."
Constantine was speechless for a long time, and the only word he could think of was "too Schiller".
At the same time, everyone's eyes also shifted from Schiller to Bruce. The look on his face probably meant "You should say something now, but I suggest you say nothing for the sake of your personal safety and mental health."
.
But at this moment, Jack, who was slumped on the single sofa, fell down on the armrest next to him as if he was drunk. The wood on the side of the armrest hit his forearm, and the wine glass he was not holding firmly fell on it.
On the ground.
"Oh, sorry, sorry." Jack laughed immediately, and like a drunkard who had drunk too much, he leaned over to pick up the pieces. Alfred, who had quick eyes and quick hands, took a step slower and did not block Jack's hand.
When Jack's index finger touched the largest piece of the bottom of the cup, it was immediately cut open. Jack screamed in pain, grunted, put the hand into his mouth and sucked.
Alfred immediately wrapped the fragments of the cup in a towel and threw them away, then got a small first aid kit from the room. When Jack took his index finger out of his mouth, Bruce looked at the wound on his fingertip that was stained with saliva and blood.
, showing a smile.
Then he went to see Schiller, who just looked at the screen.
At this time, Helen and Harley on the screen were using dark energy to transmit sounds frantically, seemingly discussing whether the plan that appeared in the Necronomicon was feasible. In the end, Harley made the final decision: "I think it can be done!"
"Then who is going to do it..." Helen showed a strange expression, scratched her hair and said: "Otherwise it should be Damian, I think he is idle..."
Harry crossed his arms and shook his head, then stared at Helen with wide eyes. Helen also widened her eyes. She was stunned for a moment and then pointed at herself and said, "Me?!"
Harley nodded vigorously, and before Helen could refute, she said: "Don't you think little Bruce is hiding something from us? Did he really wash away Nyarlathotep's old mark? At the same time, he also got rid of it.
That mysterious existence in the dark space?"
"Or is there a possibility that he wants both parties, and both parties also want him." Harley narrowed her eyes and said while pacing in the corridor: "He is definitely not what he shows.
It's so simple, and it definitely leaves a back-up plan to defeat the enemy, just like every Batman."
"This is ridiculous." Helen shouted: "I'm not even from this universe..."
"Helen, have you ever thought about it?" Harley held Helen's shoulders, looked at her seriously and said, "Why Spider-Man can't accept the dark energy of this universe, but you can?"
"I……"
"Anyway, you must have the same dark qualities as us in your body. This is the key."
"But Damian also..."
"He's not strong enough." Harley shook her head and said, "Have you forgotten what was written in that plan?"
An extremely complicated expression appeared on Helen's face. On the way back, she had the word "tangled" written on her face. It wasn't until she finally sat down at the conference table that she seemed to have made up her mind.
He punched the table and said, "Well, at least my fashion value must be higher than theirs!"
Then she gritted her teeth and stared at little Bruce. Little Bruce was confused by her, and looked back at the map with an expressionless face.
Harley's eyes rolled around, and she lightly touched Bruce's with her elbow, and then shook her head back, signaling Bruce to follow her.
When the two of them jumped off the table, Damian was shocked. He pointed at Bruce, then at Harley, and then at Bruce and said: "Hey, you two... you can go together.
Bathroom?!!”
"Can't we just go and talk quietly?" Harley rolled her eyes, and then gave a critical blow: "Don't worry about those who have never been in love."
Damian clutched his chest and fell on the table. Harley took little Bruce to the next room. As soon as she entered the door, she said straight to the point: "I think there is something wrong with Helen. She just called me into the room.
Pressing me about the book, it seemed like she wanted it."
Little Bruce frowned and looked at Harley, as if he was judging the authenticity of what she said, but Harley said straight to the point: "Don't tell me you didn't see it, Helen is not human at all, except for a mysterious
In addition to her own body, she also has the blood of the gods, which is not good news."
"I know she has behaved very calmly so far, but that's just because we haven't reached the critical moment." Harley sighed softly and said, "What we have to do next is of life and death. She doesn't need to deliberately deal with us, as long as
If we do a little bit of manipulation at key points, we will be in danger."
"I won't let anyone succeed easily." Little Bruce pursed his lips, turning the corners of his mouth downwards, with a heavy expression on his face, obviously feeling a bit of pressure.
Then he looked up at Harley and asked, "Tell me all the information you know about Helen."
"Did you see the horns on her head when she hit Weiman?" Harley stretched out her two index fingers to make a horn gesture on her head, and said, "Judging from the shape and the scales on it, her
I'm afraid the word "cute" doesn't have much to do with its true nature."
"And she comes from another universe. She doesn't know the ins and outs like Aisha. Her parents are not in this universe. It's hard to say whether she will suddenly become crazy without the bonds of people close to her."
"You want to sow discord so you can keep your book?" Little Bruce narrowed his eyes and looked at Harley and said.
Harley spread her hands and replied very honestly: "I'm very unhappy that she pressed me about this book, but you also have to know that at least I am a fully human being and a Gothamite, and I have the book in my hand.
It's better inside than in the hands of outsiders, right?"
Harry walked around little Bruce with his arms crossed, and finally stood in front of him and said: "I know your situation is not as simple as what you introduced, and you must have hidden your strength to deal with emergencies, so
That's why you are so confident, but I hope to use your hidden strength to keep an eye on the unstable factors in the team. I don't have your ability to run multiple lines in parallel, so I can only focus on the next plan."
After thinking about it for a while, Bruce decided to tell the truth. After all, as Harley said, they know each other the best among the team, and they are both Gotham locals. At least so far, Bruce thinks Harley is the most worthy of the team.
People you trust.
"I have reached an agreement with Nyarlathotep." Little Bruce found that he did not see any surprised expression on Harley's face. He felt that his judgment was indeed correct, and that Harley was smart enough to stand alongside him.
"At the same time, I made a deal with the mysterious existence of darkness. Now I can use the power of both of them at the same time. The two powers in my body are merging, but it is nearing the end. Once it is completed, I don't know what I will do."
What kind of strength does it have?"
"Very good, at least we have reached an agreement. You are responsible for keeping an eye on the unstable factors in the team, and I will go all out for our plan."
Little Bruce nodded, agreeing to this arrangement. The twists and turns he had experienced during this period were making him grow up rapidly, and the suspicion and darkness buried deep in his heart were gradually sprouting.
After returning to the room, little Bruce looked at Helen without any trace, trying to find any abnormalities in her behavior and language. Helen was discussing the strength of the shield with Constantine when she felt a chill on her back and involuntarily shuddered.
A chill.
"Helen? Helen?!"
Constantine's voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, and Helen came to her senses as if she had woken up. Constantine looked at her with concern and said, "Are you cold? I asked them to turn off the air conditioner."
"No, no need." Helen shook her head.
"You have been distracted for several minutes." Constantine's eyes were full of worry. He looked left and right to see what Helen was thinking, so he said: "If you are sleepy, go and take a nap. Your expression
Stiff as hell."
Helen rubbed her face vigorously, sat there and sighed, and glanced at Harry sadly, and these actions were all seen by little Bruce.
Little Bruce seemed to be chatting with Damian about the current situation in Gotham, but he was actually paying attention to Helen's every move. Seeing Helen's abnormal state, he thought, sure enough, this monster from another universe wants to do something.
What, and it is most likely aimed at Harley.
Little Bruce didn't know the origin of the book, but he could tell that Helen and Harley had some unpleasantness because of the book. He guessed that Helen might have discovered the book first, and Harley took it away.
It, now Helen wants to snatch it back.
Although the book is also very suspicious, if Helen chooses to take action at this time, it is difficult to say whether she wants everyone in the team to be buried here.
Little Bruce has a natural distrust for creatures that are not human but have the blood of the gods. He hates gods as much as he hates so-called fatalism.
Batman naturally hates everything that is hidden behind the fog and is always unclear. His desire for control, which is almost psychopathic, makes him make choices while rejecting things that he cannot fully control.
want to control it.
"I think we should talk." Little Bruce walked up to Helen and said. Unexpectedly, Helen nodded calmly and followed him to the other side of the spacecraft.
Damian was reduced to a statue in shock.
After arriving in the room, Helen unexpectedly got straight to the point: "Don't look at me like a criminal. Don't you know that's annoying?"
"Can I take your unprovoked aggression as a guilty conscience?" Little Bruce refused to give in. He stared closely at Helen's face, trying to find any clues in her expression.
"You are the most suspicious one among us!" Helen snorted coldly and said: "Secretly contacting the Outer Gods, or two of them, I will not listen to your lies to deceive both parties. You are clearly related to both of them.
Deal done.”
Did she see it too? Little Bruce thought, maybe he wasn't cautious enough. It seemed that this monster girl also had quite strong insight, but it was not surprising. She had a genius father and a god mother, except for her monster body.
In addition to force, wisdom is also a troublesome thing.
Unknowingly, little Bruce had regarded Helen as an imaginary enemy. But at this time, little Bruce found that Helen's expression on the opposite side was stiff again. Little Bruce, who was proficient in micro-expression analysis, found that he could not read anything from Helen's expression.
Information, but I just feel there is a glaring weirdness.
That made little Bruce feel very uncomfortable, so he took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the room, leaving a message: "No matter what you want to do, don't forget, I will keep an eye on you."
The moment Bruce walked out of the room, he felt that he was hallucinating, because he vaguely heard a shrill laughter coming from the room behind him.