dhibooks Chapter 54
Chapter 54
After the jeweler has been busy laying down the simple detection device based on Kishua's magic, it is already lunch time.The clerk took advantage of this time to quickly write a report and emailed it to the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Alfred quietly disappeared into the mansion, and when he reappeared, he had served lunch for several people.
"I have a plan."
Bruce said in a low voice.
"You said."
Both Alphonse and the clerk had already raised their knives and forks, and both of them stuffed their mouths with food in exactly the same way, their cheeks bulging like squirrels busy hoarding food in winter.
Bruce: "..."
This picture always makes him feel a little subtle.
Of course he knew that Alphonse had some cooperation with S.H.I.E.L.D., and this person's name was influential enough even in the mysterious world, the kind that could make most magicians talk about it, so he thought the other party should be a It looks similar to him, I never thought...
"Your muffins are really good."
Alphonse praised sincerely: "The same goes for the pudding."
"As long as you like it."
Looking at Alfred's expression, he was actually quite happy. As far as Bruce's character is concerned, such straightforward compliments are rare.
But now is obviously not the time to indulge in his muffins. The clown challenged him in the middle of the night, and tonight will trigger new explosions.There is only one afternoon left to make plans and make preparations, and their time budget is quite tight.
"The soil from the two explosions has been analyzed."
Alphonse put on a monocle for himself, and the brilliance of magic power flashed through the lens: "Two places are explosions caused by simple bombs, and there are two places with traces of magic power."
"Joker would not have made such a glaring omission."
Batman held his chin: "This is a hint, and it may be a trap."
Regardless, this brings out the obvious message at a glance — there's more than one Joker.
Of course, it is impossible for him to use teleportation, and the traditional Chinese magic skills such as shrinking the ground to an inch are almost lost. Coupled with the two completely different detonation methods, the truth seems to be within easy reach.
"There are two clowns?"
The little detective frowned. Who on earth is willing to join forces with a guy like the clown to cause a bloodbath in a place like Gotham?Even in the eyes of most gangsters, working with clowns is accompanied by madness and danger.
"The other side wanted us to know that, otherwise they wouldn't have taken these two very different approaches."
Batman looked at the two guys who kept talking while eating, coughed, and re-emphasized: "Whoever the other impostor dressed as a clown is, one of these two must be real .We need a plan."
Alphonse and the clerk speeded up their chewing: "Say it."
Bruce: "..."
If it wasn't for Batman's suit that blocked most of his face, he would have shot these two free-spirited guys into a sieve with his gaze.
Alfred took away the plate in front of him: "My lord means, you'd better take out your notebook and record it now, after all, 'a plan' will be subdivided into derivative entries based on multiple possibilities, or in other words, God The spokespersons of the Shield Bureau and the Magic Association all have the magical ability of photographic memory."
Clerk: "..."
He really can't be the spokesperson of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Alphonse nodded, and turned out the notepad function of the phone. This move received an extra disapproving look from Batman. It looked like he saw the company's subordinates taking out their phones to take meeting minutes during a meeting instead of being honest. Field records with pen and paper are general.
But in the end, he didn't say anything to stop him, and began to narrate one by one seriously.
After 15 minutes, the alchemist who rose to fame in the clock tower, the second magician Lord Gem completely decided to give up on himself-without him, this guy's plan is too long!
If it is written as a speech, it may be long enough to be dragged directly from the speech table to the ground.
"If the other clown is a magician pretending to be a magician, there are three situations. We encountered one of them alone, or we needed to deal with two people at the same time, and one person was blocked by two clowns."
Bruce Wayne speaks eloquently, as if giving a quarterly summary to a company board: "If I meet a magician and you meet a real clown, activate your displacement gem to change the space between me and you In order to switch to the correct target opponent, in the process, if the opponent uses means that can stop you, then..."
Alphonse showed a blank expression, refusing to listen any longer.He actually disliked Stark dozing off at the press conference before, but now that he thinks about it, even if he is listening to the battle plan, this plan binary tree that extends infinitely downward is really...
The situation of the clerk is slightly better than that of Alphonse, but he has already started to type mechanically. There are only a few hours left between now and the plan to start the action at night. Even if he can listen to Batman tell this long After talking about a lot of "ifthen" programming languages, my brain, as the execution CPU, doesn't know whether it will report an error due to overload.
After imagining the scene where his mind would be full of scalding but he couldn't remember the next battle plan, the little detective shivered energetically, and also... fell into worry.
Most of the time, Tony Stark's plan is equivalent to no plan. If the combat plan formulated exceeds three steps, he will choose to break away from the organization and go to individual combat to output crazy output. However, facing the Dark Knight in Gotham City and the This reckless approach is quite inappropriate for Gotham, which has become extremely treacherous now.
The life of a city is regarded as a bargaining chip. Under such circumstances, even Alphonse, who doesn't care too much about the life of a single individual, can't say "Let him act alone according to his past experience." This argument.
"Sorry, please wait a moment."
The blond alchemist stood up: "I'm going to make a call...well, I'll ask for foreign help."
United States, New York.
The golden and red battle suit flew across the sky, and the citizens who were lucky enough to see it hurriedly raised their mobile phones to take pictures and tweet them. If Tony Stark was not trying to trace the communication signal left by Jin and left behind, this would actually be a A very ordinary afternoon.
In a non-combat state, he seldom takes full control of the entire suit, just like an aircraft can choose to cruise at a constant speed and set its course. Tony Stark is also quite confident in the artificial intelligence he created.He deliberately let go of a small number of gang remnants who have not been resolved. Heroes need to be tempered to grow. Presumably the young man who is still in high school will entertain them well.
[Sir, there is a new communication attempt to access. ]
Artificial intelligence reminded.
Tony Stark did not hesitate: "Don't answer, what did I say, the Stark Industries thing made them all go to Pepper, I didn't pay these guys such a high salary to let them have nothing to do Come to bother me."
[But this call is from Mr. Dumbledore. ]
"..."
Tony Stark was silent for a brief moment.
For Alphonse, if he had anything to do, his first reaction was to teleport to the person in front of him... Therefore, although Tony had saved his own phone number until Alphonse, he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to call.
"Come in."
Tony thought about it: "Also, replace the remark name with Nicole Flamel, after all, they all know how to make the Philosopher's Stone."
[......]
[OK, Sir.]
In the sky of New York City, many people have seen the steel battle suit dragging the trail cloud across the sky, drawing a dazzling arc.
"I didn't expect Mr. Alchemist, who is busy with business, to call me when he is free?"
After returning from the phone call, Alphonse suddenly showed a relieved expression. He put the phone horizontally on the table and spoke again to Batman: "Now, you can continue to talk about your plan."
A smiling emoji pops up in a conversation window on the phone screen.
[It is a pleasure to serve you again, Mister Alphonse. ]
A familiar female voice came from the phone: "Nice meeting, the Dark Knight of Gotham City."
Bruce looked up, staring at Alphonse silently, waiting for the other party's next explanation.
"Ahaha... This is not, I may not be able to remember your plan directly."
Alphonse touched the back of his head: "So I borrowed Stark's artificial intelligence to help."
Presumably that guy is also able to do whatever he wants without a plan because the smart housekeeper cares about everything.
Batman: "..."
He always felt that he was watching the live broadcast where the alchemist in front of him, who was said by other magicians to be a far-reaching and never-defeated alchemist, was being gradually corroded by modern technology used to be lazy: "Then, let me say it again." ..."
Twilight darkened, and Gotham City fell into twilight again.Before night fell, Alphonse rested for another hour as usual. The gem magic could make him fall into a deep dreamless sleep at regular intervals, which was especially useful when time was short.A magician's battle requires a high degree of concentration. Bruce, who has a basic understanding of occultism, also expressed his understanding of this practice of resting before the battle, but he still coldly rejected the alchemist's offer of sleep aid gems.
"Thank you very much, but I don't need it."
The night knight in Gotham City waved his hand: "I'm not used to using foreign things to change my body."
"..."
There's no need to be so serious... Alphonse thought for a while, since he didn't feel sleepy, then of course it's fine: "Okay, then let's start preparing now."
Several people stepped into the elevator shaft that leads directly to the underground space of Wayne Manor, where all the equipment of Bruce Wayne as Batman is stored. The huge combined display screen extends from the ground to the ceiling, and what is more eye-catching than this It was the suit that was exactly the same as the one Batman was wearing today.
The other party looked at Alphonse's stature: "Maybe it will be a bit big for you to wear, this is a spare prepared according to my own body shape."
Alphonse sized it up curiously, and didn't know which mechanism in his wrist was touched. Three or four batarangs popped out of his arm, and plunged heavily into the surrounding rubber bumper used for testing. A cold light flashed.
"You'd better be careful."
This somewhat reckless move made Batman directly take away the glove from Alphonse's hand: "If your fighting habits are not convenient to use this, let Alfred directly help you take off these trigger weapons .”
This suit is equipped with a full set of bulletproof measures. Similarly, the weight is much heavier than ordinary clothing. Batman secretly looked at Alphonse's thin wrist and knuckles under the white robe, I feel that after wearing this set of equipment, this guy may become out of breath if he runs two more steps.
The opponent's body is indeed untrained, and forcing him to wear his spare clothes will probably make him more nervous and cramped.
"otherwise……"
Just temporarily rush to make a suit with a similar shape.
"It's okay, don't bother."
With a smile on his face, Alphonse took off the cloak tied behind the black clothes. The black cloth was warm and soft to the touch, and there was a gentle coolness when it passed through his fingertips: "It doesn't matter if I wear the current clothes .”
As he walked step by step towards the night knight of Gotham, the broad white robe with complicated patterns was gradually dyed black, starting from the vertical part of the feet, it was tightened layer by layer close to the calf, followed by the waist and the wide sleeves wrapped around the arms, Within a few steps, Alphonse's clothes became identical to that of Batman's night suit.
The white cloak was buckled on the top of the head, turning into a black mask and pointed ears. A few strands of golden hair leaked out of the gap between the mask and tights, and Alphonse stuffed it back bit by bit: "Well , it's not good to have long hair..."
As he spoke, his figure suddenly rose a few centimeters, his muscles swelled up, his jaw widened, and his voice suddenly sank.The black cloak was draped over his back, and when he walked, he could cast a small black shadow of a crow.
By the time the two were face to face, they looked almost indistinguishable.
So, with Batman's image and Batman's voice, Alphonse said briskly, "Look, it's okay like this? No one can see the difference between the two of us."
He weighed two pieces of obsidian that he found out of nowhere, throwing them up and down, looking extremely disgusted: "Why do you heroes always like to wear tights... This kind of clothes doesn't even have a pocket, how can you hold things. "
Not to mention gems, I can't even put my mobile phone, or else a rectangular tablet protrudes from my leg, no matter how I look at it, I feel ashamed.There is still some space on the belt to put things, but this dress is obviously specially made. If the card slots used to hold specific items such as smoke bombs and flash bombs are used to hold gems, the carrying capacity will be greatly reduced, and it is not easy to use. convenient.
After checking up and down, Alphonse curled his lips in disgust.
Bruce: "..."
He now feels that his mood is extremely complicated.
God, this guy is still turning around in his own face...
The author has something to say: Batman was murdered: -D