The Death Knell

　　 Out of Talia's sight, a red light rushed forward on the thick snow in the vast snow field.

　　 Countless pieces of snow were thrown up high, and rushed straight up into the sky like a goddess scattered flowers, but before they landed, the person who lifted them disappeared long ago. Focusing on the front of the light, you can see that it is the man in the cloak, with Briss on one shoulder, and his legs running wildly.

　　 Time seems to be still around them, because they are too fast and the world is too slow.

　　 "How is it? How do you feel? I have never taken anyone to the Arctic Circle."

　　 The man in the cloak asked caringly, and at the same time he kept under his feet, the snowflakes couldn't even touch him, and both of them were wrapped in golden lightning.

　　 Briss just stared coldly at the non-existent road ahead. The dark polar night spread endlessly in her vision. The horizon on the snowy field did not know where, but she knew that she was quickly approaching the coastline:

　　 "If you know another me, then you should know that I have my own means of enduring pain."

"Uh, I mean, if it's not necessary, you don't have to endure anything, Batgirl, uh, it's awkward to say that." The cloak man's cloak opened with his legs, revealing the red uniform below. .

　　 "Actually, your so-called speed force envelops us in a special force field, which is the same as before so many times. I feel nothing at all."

　　 Briss replied quietly, she felt that the world had become unfamiliar, and things she had never thought of had happened to her. If it hadn't been for this cloaked man to come up with evidence, she would never believe it, the so-called future in others' mouths.

"This environment, which is static relative to the outside time, is called the'bullet time' area. I temporarily gave you a bit of speed force, so the communication between us is synchronized. When our speed and acceleration stand with the speed force... ..... Uh, you don't seem to care..."

　　The man in the cloak immediately began to explain the theory of super power to Briss. This is his experience in the application of abilities accumulated over the years.

　　 But he found that Brith was completely empty. She seemed to be wandering away from the sky and didn't care what he said. She was a little different from Batman here. Bruce never wandered around others like this.

　　 "Well, first stop your research report on the theory of relativity. We still have work to do. After everything is resolved, I can pay you to talk about it at the Gotham City Stadium. I can hire as many spectators as you want."

　　 "emmm...why should I tell irrelevant people about my abilities?" The cloak man was a little puzzled.

　　 "Then you don't need to tell me." Briss shook her head. If she wants to know, she only believes in the results of her investigation, instead of proactively saying: "So take me back to Gotham and go home."

　　 The man in the cloak sighed, one or two are like this. Isn't Batman in all the worlds so awkward to associate with people?

　　 "Alright, bats are always the boss, we are going to cross the sea."

He carried Briss on his shoulder, and at the same time, he ran to the end of the snowfield. He kept walking straight into the sea. The floating ice and waves in the surrounding sea were completely still in their field of vision, and he stepped directly on Walking on the surface of the sea aroused a huge splash behind him.

　　 In the dark night, they seem to be constantly running towards the sunrise.

　　 "It's really okay to leave Mr. Butler on the island?"

　　 The man in the cloak was running, his mouth seemed to be unable to stop like his footsteps, and he asked another question. Briss rolled her eyes, even though it was this man's behavior that made her believe his words.

　　 No one will send so many nonsense people to deceive her, because if you talk too much, you will lose. The liar must be careful to ensure that he will not get out of the basket, let alone her? It's impossible for a person like so much to pay attention to every word he said, his words can only be true.

"I repeat, there is Observation Station No. 7, not a deserted island. Alfred is the safest there." Briss corrected his statement: "If I'm not wrong, your Batman I should like that place too."

"Yes, Miss Briss, as an old man, the tropical islands near the equator may really be good for my legs and feet, but we can no longer eat coconut and bananas for breakfast tomorrow. You may need to improve the recipe. "

　　 From the pointed ears on Briss’ head, Alfred’s voice came. That ear was both a walkie-talkie and a bat radar.

　　 "Don't worry, Fu, I know what I am doing."

Briss accepted his kindness, but always habitually said that she could do it. The cloaked man took her around the world several times in a month, went to many places, made various preparations, but generally For dinner, I still go to the island to eat.

　　 Alfred strongly requested that he be responsible for balanced meals.

　　The specialty of the island is coconuts and bananas. In this month, they have tried all the seafood and coconut banana recipes. Although Afu’s craftsmanship is very good, people are not monkeys. No matter how delicious bananas are, they will be bored.

　　 "Then, miss, can you come to the observatory to pick me up first? The mansion has not been cleaned for nearly a month. As a housekeeper, this is a serious dereliction of duty."

　　 "It's not yet certain about Gotham."

　　 Briss intends to refuse. She had never approached her home in order to avoid sensitive places. Although she overturned Bain and took his nuclear bomb an hour ago, it was still underground in the city.

　　 For her, as long as she has not made up this month's city surveillance video and understands what is happening in the city, then Gotham's situation remains unclear.

　　 This is the purpose of her wanting to return to Wei En Mansion this time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The butler was not in a hurry, but still said in his elegant tone: "But don't you already have a plan, miss? The matter will be resolved, just like before."

　　 Briss was silent for a while, her blue eyes shone with thought.

　　 "Yes, you are right, you are almost ready." She patted the cloak man on the shoulder: "Go to the island first, then go to Gotham."

"Then we need to speed up a little bit and give me ten seconds." The man in the cloak made a mental calculation and said with a smile: "This time I think coming here is really a weight loss journey. I have lost too much weight. "

　　 Even though the man in the cloak said so, he still speeded up his pace, and he could no longer see the speed of his steps.

　　 More lightning flashed from his body, completely enveloping the two of them, like a golden comet, drawing a deep wave on the ocean, turning towards the equator.

　　 No creature can see their passing, because the time is so short that they can't even image on the retina. Probably only God can know what happened.

　　 It was as if the voice had just fallen. They appeared on a tropical island, where the sun had not yet set, and Alfred was on the barbecue on the side, preparing toasted bananas with butter.

The man in the cloak took a breath, picked up a roasted banana and stuffed it in his mouth. He felt that if he didn't eat anything, he would faint, even though the banana reminded him of orangutans, and he and an orangutan established a country Fought.

　　 "Allow me to remind you, Mr. Allen, you did not wash your hands."

　　 However, the man in the cloak shrugged and filled his mouth with golden bananas. The temperature made him keep pouring the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Actually I washed it, but I washed it too fast."