Slightly hasty footsteps sounded in the dim corridor. The smooth floor reflected the hurried footsteps of the agents. The friction sound of the gun when it was loaded sounded like a tape that suddenly jammed. The lights above the head flickered on and off irregularly.
, looking out the window, the howling cold wind gradually weakened, and large goose feather-like snowflakes fell.
The storm has gradually gone away, but the heavy snow has not stopped. Even without the snow knives whistling in the wind, the snowflakes are still falling densely and the weather is still very cold. The snow on the streets has not had time to melt before it is covered with pure snow again.
White fleece.
The sky was still gloomy, with dark and heavy clouds pressing over the manor, like a big stone weighing on everyone's hearts.
Everyone can feel that the atmosphere in the manor is becoming more and more depressing.
If the mayor's murder is a light piano overture, the gun battle that just broke out in the corridor is the climax of the passionate drum beat. Now, the low-pitched string music sounds, and everyone knows that it is almost coming to an end.
But this does not mean that they can all leave here safely. When the agent's rapid footsteps and the sound of a pistol being loaded were heard along the corridor and into the guest room, they all understood that some kind of confrontation was about to begin.
The atmosphere became quieter, but even more eerie, just like the fluttering snowflakes outside the window. Although the storm was fierce, the lack of wind made it even more murderous.
At this time, the atmosphere was not only tense in the mayor's manor in Metropolis, but also in Wayne Manor in Gotham.
Dick tiptoed through the corridor, then gently turned the door handle, opened the door, quickly walked sideways, and closed the door.
Elsa, who was sitting on the carpet playing with building blocks, turned her head and glanced at Dick, then stood up and stretched out her hands to him. Dick walked over and picked her up. Just as Elsa was about to scream, Dick said: "
Shh, don’t make a sound..."
Elsa could now understand some people's words, especially what Dick said. She tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what was going on with Dick's rather guilty expression.
Dick walked to the carpet, put Elsa down, and then began to clean up the messy building blocks. He whispered: "Just now, I saw Alfred cleaning his double-barreled shotgun again."
He swallowed, looked around, seemed a little worried, and then continued: "I remember that before, Mr. Alfred would only do it when Mr. Wayne came back very late, or when he came back and was injured again.
Go clean his gun."
"Moreover, at that time, he just used deerskin to wipe the barrel of the gun, but I just saw that he was cleaning the rifling and even testing the trigger..."
"Oh my God, he must be so angry!"
Dick took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, and then relaxed again. He scratched his head and said helplessly: "However, Bruce seems to be a little..."
"First he stayed out for several days and nights, and then he was found in bars and red light districts. Then he had a fight with Selena. It turned out to be a good thing. He had been out of contact for almost 20 hours, right?"
Dick sighed and said: "If I dare to run away from home for 20 hours without saying a word, my father will break my legs."…
"Wow wow wow!" Elsa yelled.
"You said he is already an adult? What's the use of that? I also think I am an adult, but don't Bruce and Alfred not allow me to leave the manor for too long?"
"The school I am currently studying at originally only allowed me to go home two days a week, but they found the school counselor and insisted on letting me go to day school because they were worried that I would be abused if I left here for too long."
"Wow wow wow! wow wow!" Elsa shouted again.
"Of course, I know that Alfred is very good to me. Not only will he take me to and from school, but he will also cook me my favorite dishes and even send afternoon tea to my school. But how can I comfort him?"
he?"
"Now, I don't even dare to go to his room. There is a dark atmosphere there!" Dick made a big circle with his hand and said in an exaggerated tone: "I have no doubt that if anyone enters,
Within this range, he may be very dangerous!"
As he said that, he heard a "bang" and a huge noise came from the corridor. Dick was startled, and Elsa's eyes widened. She looked left and right, then turned her head straight and looked towards
The wall on one side of the room.
Dick looked along her line of sight, and he remembered that that was exactly the direction he came from, that is, the direction of Alfred's room.
"Let's go over and take a look. Maybe the gun went off!"
As he said that, he picked up Elsa. Elsa struggled in his arms for a while, and then started to scream again. Dick stopped, put Elsa down, patted his head and said, "Oh, I forgot, you
Run fast, go over first and see if Alfred is injured."
The lovely sand didn't move, raised his arms again and started shouting. Dick was stunned for a moment and said: "...I can also teleport? How can I teleport? I'm just..."
"Yes! I can also teleport! But I can't control it... No, Alfred may need my help, I'll give it a try."
As he said that, he concentrated, and his body began to light up green again, and then "Zeng" disappeared. Aisha ran out the door and rushed to the other end of the corridor at an extremely fast speed.
Just when she turned a corner and came to the door of the room at the end of the corridor, there was a "pop" and Dick, glowing green all over, fell from the sky.
"Oh, my waist!" Dick screamed, and Elsa grinned and said "Wow wow wow" while laughing.
Dick got up from the ground, bent down, picked up Aisha, rubbed her head vigorously and said, "Don't laugh. This is the first time I control the teleportation by myself. It's pretty good, okay?"
"Next time I will try to teleport closer to the ground."
At this moment, there was a "Kacha" sound, the door was opened, and bright light poured out from the crack in the door, shining right between Elsa and Dick.
Alfred's face appeared behind the door. At that moment, it was slightly gloomy, but after seeing Dick and Elsa, it immediately turned into kindness.
Dick rubbed his waist and walked forward, looked up at Alfred and said, "Elsa and I heard the gunshot and wanted to come over to see what happened. Are you okay?"...
Alfred said with a smile: "I'm fine, I just misfired."
He knelt down, touched Dick's head, glanced at Aisha again, turned to Dick and said:
"I might have to go out and leave here for a while, so I'm preparing the tools..."
Dick blinked and asked him: "Where are you going?"
"He's crazy! He's going to fly to the Metropolis in this weather!" came another voice in the room.
Dick poked his head in with wide eyes and shouted: "Hal, why are you here??"
"You have to ask this good butler named Pennywise!" Hal's voice came over again, sounding quite resentful.
Seeing Dick who was looking around to find out, and Elsa who was full of curiosity, Alfred's smile only froze for a moment, and then he opened the door and let the two children walk in.
Hal sat down in the corner in front of the wall, throwing a shotgun. When he saw Dick coming in, he struggled to get up from the ground, and then sighed helplessly:
"Alfred, let me say it again, I am just a test pilot, not a formal fighter pilot. Moreover, I have been transferred to logistics for more than three months, and I have not trained at all recently."
As he spoke, he pointed out the window with his finger and said: "The snowstorm has indeed stopped, but the snow has not stopped yet. Flying in this weather is simply suicide!"
Alfred turned and walked towards him, then picked up the shotgun. Seeing him loading the gun, Hal tugged at the corner and said tremblingly:
"There's no point in forcing me. It's impossible for me to do this knowing that it's a dead end..."
He swallowed and continued: "If I still have the green light energy, I might be able to teleport over to see what happened, but..."
As he said that, he set his sights on Dick, and Dick also understood that Alfred wanted to go to Metropolis to find Bruce. He raised his hand and said: "I was able to control teleportation just now, maybe I can...
…”
"No, Master Dick, you can't." Alfred said without looking back. Dick wanted to argue, but Elsa gave him a slap. Dick hesitated, but did not continue speaking.
Hal sighed, looked into Alfred's eyes and said:
"Dick told me before that you raised Bruce and you were like his father. I can understand your worry."
"My family did not agree with me becoming a pilot because they thought it was too dangerous. My father objected the most fiercely. But after I quarreled with him and insisted on taking a test flight, I saw him secretly crying."
"Because of this, I switched from a test pilot to a ground logistics officer. I promised him that if one day I have to fly a fighter jet to deal with possible dangers, then I will carefully consider all environmental factors to ensure my own safety.
Make him sad."
"The reverse is also true. If Bruce knew that you wanted to fly to the metropolis in such dangerous weather, he would also be very sad, because it is really dangerous."
Hal put his hands on his hips, looked into Alfred's eyes and said:
"I trained at the Air Force base for a year and a half. I know very well the performance of the aircraft and the impact of weather conditions on flight..."...
"I have seen the helicopter parked in the manor before. Although it looks like it has been modified, but..."
"Who said you wanted to fly a helicopter?"
Facing Alfred's cold rhetorical question, Hal showed a puzzled expression.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced out of the window of the manor. This room could just see the courtyard of the manor. Hal turned his head and saw a scene that shocked him.
The ground in the central courtyard of the manor slowly opened, and then a black Bat fighter rose up from the ground.
This fighter plane is completely black, and the surface paint is matte black. Only the wings have some recessed dark patterns. The overall structure is similar to that of a fighter plane, but it is better than most of the fighter planes Harr has seen in the air force base.
All are larger.
Hal swallowed, and his eyes were a little straight. After being stunned for a long time, he said hesitantly:
"Don't tell me to drive this thing to the Metropolis."
"Who said you drove it?"
Hal's eyes widened again and he looked at Alfred.
Ten minutes later, looking at Alfred sitting in the driver's seat, Hal put on his helmet, hesitated and said:
"I'm not questioning you, but flying a plane and driving a car are completely different things, and there is no runway here at all..."
As soon as he said this, the low roar of the engine was heard, and with a "buzz" sound, the fighter plane took off and flew into the mid-air.
When the fighter plane stopped in mid-air, Hal covered his arm. He had taken off too quickly and was hit on his elbow. He put on his helmet in a hurry, and then shouted to Alfred:
"Slow down! Slow down! This weather can't..."
Before he finished speaking, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, and then, with a "swish" sound, the black Bat fighter jet rushed into the vast white snow like a black bird in the storm.