The memory ends here.
Chu Qi retracted her gaze, stood up pretending to be struggling, walked to the window sill casually, then raised her hand and pressed her palm against the window glass reflecting the snow light.
——It seems that she is really just admiring the snow scene.
In the monitoring room, Tim, who had raised his body slightly as Chu Qi stood up, yawned again out of boredom.
But he hadn't finished yawning yet. In the next second, the woman who had been acting very delicate and harmless since she woke up suddenly raised her head and gave a slight smile to the camera installed in the corner. Smile.
Then, the whole person sank into the transparent window glass little by little.
what happened? She was eaten by glass! ?
The impact of this scene was so strong that Tim was so shocked that he couldn't turn his head around for the first time, but in an instant he understood everything. The frightened boy jumped up suddenly and was about to go to the guest room downstairs. He ran over in a panic, and even accidentally knocked Aft's love cookies to the ground.
But Tim couldn't care less about the cookie. His mind was now filled with images of an angry Batman.
"Batman will be so angry when he comes back that he will kill me!!!"
He yelled and ran down the corridor. Alfred, who was wiping the vase, looked at his hurried figure and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh, what a vibrant young man!"
After that, he sighed at the bottom of the vase and continued to wipe it gracefully and skillfully.
And Chu Qi, who left Wayne Manor, did not rush directly to Arkham at this chaotic moment. She was not so mentally retarded.
The transmission medium she chose was a small puddle in the inner corridor of Arkham - after the arrest just ended, media reporters who were not afraid of death rushed in with their cameras and followed the person in charge of Arkham.
Of course, his purpose was to take advantage of the current turmoil to squeeze the news value of the pot-bellied person in charge. However, it was also thanks to him that Chu Qi was able to find such a good place to hide.
Yes, hide.
After carefully studying the skill of embroidering shoes, Chu Qi discovered that if she did not have a strong mentality of appearing immediately, this skill could also allow her to temporarily hide in the transmission medium.
However, the duration of maintenance depends on the amount of energy reserves she has, and the price is quite reasonable, one bit of energy per second.
Although he didn’t know where the confidence came from, Chu Qi inexplicably felt that he could afford this energy!
At least three hours to start!
So, she hid quietly in this puddle, watching with cold eyes as the staff in Arkham slowly restored order from the chaos.
They once again locked the escaped villains back in their rooms, and then began to count the names, ignoring the crazy roars of the villains in the background with their strong sense of professionalism.
After being so busy until late at night, the noisy and messy lunatic asylum gradually became quiet.
Now, it’s time for the patient hunter to appear!
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The bright moonlight shines on the damp corridors of Arkham through the small window cut in the high wall. Along with the moonlight, there is a girl wearing a green skirt.
She walked with the moonlight, and the "ta-da" footsteps sounded in the long corridor, waking up every super villain who was still immersed in self-defense.
They rushed to the door one after another, and through the small crack in the steel door, they saw the woman who suddenly appeared in such a ghost place.
"Does anyone know where the clown is?"
The cold voice hit their eardrums, but no one was willing to answer her question. Everyone was screaming and cheering.
——Look, in this place that ordinary people avoid, an Eastern ghost who wants to find the clown actually appears.
She broke through Arkham's proudest line of defense without even alerting Batman!
She just got here so unnoticed!
No one has ever done it before!
"Doesn't anyone know where the clown is?"
She spoke softly and asked again, with a calm expression and an unknowingly arrogant look in her eyes.
"Little girl, why are you looking for a clown? Do you know where this is? The people locked up here are not just madmen, they are also madmen."
Suddenly, a soft and charming voice came from the second door on the wall of the left corridor. It was Poison Ivy, the environmental expert who failed to escape from prison today.
Her first impression of this girl wearing green clothes was quite good - aha, she just likes this color that represents environmental protection.
"Of course I'm looking for him to kill him."
Chu Qi stated his purpose straightforwardly.
Ever since she entered Arkham, she felt that her emotions were always boiling. She could say anything else later, but now, the Joker must die!
Hearing her answer, Poison Ivy burst into laughter. Everyone in Gotham wanted the Joker to die, even the super villains.
Of course, Harley Quinn may be an exception.
"Well, come over here, girl, I know something about the Joker."
Chu Qi followed her words and walked to Poison Ivy's door, walking through it without stopping - the reflective steel door could of course be regarded as a blurry mirror.
This scene really shocked Poison Ivy, at least she didn't immediately summon her cute little babies to receive Chu Qi.
She tilted her head and looked at Chu Qi, with a hint of appreciation for the artwork in her eyes.
"You are so beautiful, like a delicate vine from an ancient eastern country. Has the clown ever hurt you? He is such a madman. It hurts when he blows people up."
Chu Qi ignored her cliché and asked directly: "What clues do you know about the clown?"
"Well, cold and heartless porcelain doll, let me tell you. Just two nights ago, the clown suddenly became even more crazy. He seemed to have split another personality and started talking to himself, oh! Maybe, I think that should be called a quarrel.”
