The red light representing an emergency was on in the communication room, and a figure in black and yellow armor was leaning on a broken instrument and smoking a cigarette.
Seeing Su Ming and the others coming in, she flicked the cigarette butt out: "It's really slow. I've prepared an escape route. Some of the underground here has been exploded and connected to the sewer. We can go through here to meet up with the Waverider."
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"...Is what you just said true?"
Barbara grabbed Su Ming's clothes with two fingers and asked eagerly.
Su Ming looked into the big hole in the floor, and then gave her a helpless look.
"There are two death knells here. If I want to kill you, you can't even pronounce a single letter. I won't lie to you about this trivial matter."
Barbara's expression was very strange.
There was happiness and excitement, as well as relaxation and relief, but soon began to be mixed with other emotions, such as regret and chagrin, frustration and helplessness.
She complained in her heart why she did such a thing. If her father had not died, then she would not have come up with this method of 'resurrection'.
And in this way, not only did her plan become useless, but it also caused trouble for everyone. She was so ashamed that she died of shame.
But after she struggled for a moment, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why are there two death knells and one is female?
"you......"
Without waiting for Su Ming's introduction, Cindy walked over and looked at Barbara up and down with her one eye, then lifted her hair from behind and smelled her.
Barbara's lips curled down and she shuddered, disgusted with the strange woman being so close to her.
"The cheapest shampoo, the body still smells of soap, and the cleaning and waxing of the armor is very amateurish." Cindy took a few steps back and returned to Su Ming's side: "Height 170cm, weight 61cm, old injury on the waist.
She is very young, is this the Barbara of your world?"
Su Ming shrugged, jumped down from the big hole in the floor, and took out a mobile phone to turn on the flashlight function.
"Yes, actually you don't need to say so much. You can tell by looking at the waist injury and hair color."
Cindy smiled and motioned for Barbara to jump her first and come to the rear. She was not nervous when facing the pursuit, but chatted with Su Ming.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. Even if she is wearing a full Batman uniform and a mask... she is still very rustic. This rustic feeling is probably her characteristic."
"Well, that makes sense." Su Ming, who was leading the way, nodded and jumped from the tunnel into the sewer: "It's really quite earthy."
Barbara covered her face, even though the darkness of the sewer obscured her expression, she still felt ashamed.
What kind of person is characterized by being rustic?! Clay face?
But she doesn’t want this. She has had no mother since she was a child, and then she hung out with the Bat family. How could she be able to dress up?
Thinking of this, a figure couldn't help but pop up in her mind.
Under the bright moonlight, a tall and graceful beauty stood on a skyscraper, wearing a tight black leather jacket and wavy red hair.
Her face is a black eye-covering mask used by aristocratic women when attending balls, and her chest is a red bat symbol with sharp edges. Once the gust of wind blows, she will fly away with the wind to punish criminals mercilessly.
Noble and cold, unique beauty, sexy and dangerous shadow in the dark night, all descriptions are not enough to describe that woman.
It's a pity that it's not her Barbara, the fashionable beauty is Kate Kane, now Batwoman.
This is the disadvantage of picture memory. Just think about it, and Kate's superhero appearance will appear in front of Barbara, and then compare it with her own appearance...
She herself felt that she was dead.
Although both of them are single-parent families and were raised by their father, their father not only supports Kate in fighting crime, but also spends a lot of money on Kate to make armors. His aesthetic level is obviously higher than that of her director father.
The results were also obvious. Barbara lost in terms of body shape, dress, behavior, temperament, and even the voice she spoke through the voice changer.
After Batman recruited Kate to join the Bat-family, everyone seemed to have forgotten about Barbara, and she could only play with the girls in the Birds of Prey team.
Cindy looked at Barbara, who seemed to be gradually deflating and shrinking, and shook her head slightly. She followed Su Ming's footsteps while placing booby traps on the road the three of them walked.
And when Barbara came to her senses from the two incidents of "father surviving" and "rusticism", she found that she could no longer remember the way she came.
Now the three of them were walking in the very complicated Gotham sewer system. There was a stink everywhere, and the gushing sewage was covered with black foam not far away.
The two death bells distracted her with their fast and slow language rhythms and their jumping thoughts here and there...
Barbara bit her lip, everyone said that Batman was dark, and Deathstroke was not much better, and there was no bottom line.
Although I decided to follow the other party and follow the other party's request, the other party still launched a back-up move.
Now she has become someone who works with a wanted criminal, and in a strange sewer, she is being held hostage by two Deathstrokes to prevent her from regretting it.
She didn't even ask about the woman's identity, and the other party's strong inference directly led the topic to an inexplicable aspect.
She sighed. Sure enough, she was still not mature enough and was still far from becoming a top-tier superhero.
What's more, after this incident, he still had something to fall into the hands of the other party. Just now, Deathstroke took out the mobile phone used for lighting, and he could see that the recording function was always on...
It's too dark.
"Speaking of Barbara, how did you change the world?" Su Ming turned his head and glanced at her dejectedly.
"The Hall of Justice was flooded last time, and the interior was severely damaged due to water leakage..." Barbara scratched her head through her hood, feeling a little embarrassed.
Su Ming understood, and he sighed helplessly: "So when you went to help rebuild the Hall of Justice, you secretly took the exhibits inside?"
"Batman and Superman are busy pacifying the people around the world. We are the second-line team responsible for repairing the Hall of Justice... Many display cabinets in the exhibition hall are broken. I picked up the drawing board of the Troublemaker. This
I thought it was a fake, but I found out that it can exert 1% of the five-dimensional power..."
Barbara didn't shy away from anything now and simply admitted her mistake.
Not only when facing the death knell, even when the Zhenglian giants have no memory after the world is restored, she has to explain the situation and admit that she made a mistake.
If she kept it secret, not only would she feel uncomfortable, but the matter might also be used as a blackmail by Deathstroke.
So just admit it to yourself.
"You are really brave. Aren't you afraid of attracting people from the tenth dimension when you play with five-dimensional power?" Su Ming walked forward quickly. His legs were a little numb, but he wanted to change back to his own body as soon as possible.
Barbara heard another noun she didn't know. Although she knew that Batman had many things that he didn't tell everyone, Deathstroke said it so casually, which made her feel that Batman's secret work was meaningless.
Is it worth keeping any kind of information secret?
However, perhaps her curiosity had been suppressed for too long, so she immediately curiously asked: "What is a ten-dimensional person?"
Su Ming first talked a lot of nonsense and despised Batman, and then explained in a pretentious manner:
"A type of high-dimensional demon, five-dimensional people are most famous for being troublemakers and bat spirits. Their power can change the current world conditions and stories at will, as simple as graffiti on a canvas. Ten-dimensional people are better than them
The dimension is higher, and he likes to eat fifth-dimensional people as snacks."
"Cannibalism?" Barbara frowned.
"Otherwise, why do you think you're called a devil? The Batman in your world is overprotective of you."
Cindy touched Barbara's head from behind. The cold touch in the dark gave her goosebumps all over her body.