69novels Chapter 140
Chapter 140
So when Tony saw the female reporter who had been shoved into the room by the guards and staggered and finally stood still, his heart almost collapsed.
"Why are you here too!" He almost screamed in despair like a girl, "Louis! Why are you here! Haven't you stopped being a war correspondent!"
"Temporary. Not for the time being." Louise emphasized it again with an accent, then looked at the surrounding environment and Tony's current situation nonchalantly, and nodded at the scientist with a smile.
Of course, she didn't forget to answer Tony's question.
"I have been paying attention to the situation in Afghanistan for a long time. The group of anarchists who kidnapped you this time began to prepare for the raid half a year ago. Some domestic news did not reach my ears because my father had Announced the severance of ties with me, but reporters always have a way."
"Very good." Tony said sullenly, "You've reduced the chances of us escaping by another 30.00%."
"Oh." Louise raised her eyebrows, and she finally put her gaze on Tony's face, "I don't think so."
She raised her hand, brushed her long hair, and showed Tony her ring and the tiny diamond stud on her earlobe.
"The ring is an electric shock device, and the ear stud is a global positioning system directly connected to the heart. The former makes it difficult to get close, and the latter can ensure my safety. After all, this is their secret base, isn't it? It cannot be easily exposed, relying on it I can continue to live for the time being." She said, "Don't show doubts, if you pay attention to the products of the Ayre Group, you will find this set of equipment - it is surprisingly expensive, but Karl gave me a set directly. He can It's so sweet."
"Just makes you a drag in half the trouble."
"I find that you don't like me, Tony." Louise said, "Haven't what you saw in this short time made you reflect?"
Before Tony could speak, Louise silenced him with the next news.
"Let's put our personal grievances first. Now we have to consider how to escape. These people are not of one mind. Before I was arrested, I persuaded a few small characters who were dissatisfied with the boss. They thought they were very good. I am very dissatisfied with the fact that I just do the work of delivering supplies every day. I promised to help them overthrow the leader and portray them as heroes of the anti-government party in the reports I made in the future. They promised me to provide as much as possible Something you need."
"Speaking so beautifully, it's not up to me in the end." Tony rolled his eyes.
Louise didn't bother to get into this childish, schoolboy bickering: "Assembling some nice weapons that would help us break out of the chaos of their infighting shouldn't bother you, Tony?"
"You're crazy." Tony replied to her, "First of all, you dare to come to die for a few pieces of news, and secondly and most importantly, you dare to question me, the most talented Stark ever?"
"Hmm." Louise replied vaguely, and then turned her gaze to the scientist who had been keeping quiet, "What's wrong with him?"
"I have a fever." Tony said succinctly.
"I think my friend can get some medicine." Louise said, walked over and touched the other person's forehead, and then helped him to change his position to sleep, "See what I do? Will you take care of the patient? Get on with your job Tony, that's all you can do."
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"Jason's condition is very good. It may be that the serious injury activated the magical energy in his body. He has magical talents, my dear." Zatanna said, her hands were floating on the surface of Jason's body in a coma, and she couldn't take her eyes off Staring at Jason's body with admiration, "Magic is repairing his body. I said you are making too much fuss. There are many magicians whose talents are activated at the moment of life and death. Take it easy, B , I didn't find anything unusual."
"He never showed any talent for magic," Batman said in his deep voice.
"Stop doing this to me. Skeptics. Which of us is a magician?" Zatanna said unceremoniously. She put her hands away and bent down to tuck Jason's quilt. "The power of magic It is very mysterious, and no one knows exactly when it appeared and why it appeared. It is a good thing that Jason has a self-healing ability far beyond ordinary people in such a dangerous job."
Batman was silent.
"—Oh! Please!" Zatanna has known Batman for so many years, and it's the first time she hates Batman's stubbornness so much, "What do you want to know? Jason's situation hasn't allowed you to show your humanity a little bit huh? Don't act like a jerk."
"I thought he was dead. You can't understand that feeling, Zatanna. Some unknown force pushed me to say things I wouldn't normally say."
"Then you suspect that this is the influence of Jason's 'magic'?" Zatanna immediately understood what Batman meant, but she wished she could not understand the subtext of the other party at all.She crossed her arms and looked at Batman. "You bastard. I don't want to admit you're my friend."
Batman looked down at Jason who was sleeping on the bed, and didn't say a word to Zatanna's accusation.
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Another world, Gotham City.
Bright lights in the circus.
Bruce.Wayne sat comfortably in the exclusive private room for VIPs, without being disturbed by others, and there were no weirdos to deal with. Although he was not interested in acrobatics, he also had a good impression of the "trapeze" Grayson family from the bottom of his heart.
It's no easy feat to see such a warm, genuine couple in Gotham, especially when John and Mary are both well-known in Gotham.
The Graysons were the first to board the high platform several meters above the ground for performances.
They wore gorgeous performance costumes, walked around with performance-style tiptoe and jumping movements, and retreated to the back after simply circling the field for a week, because the next person who appeared on the stage was the heavyweight of tonight's performance, their son Richard .
Smiling, the couple pointed their fingers at the boy they loved, and the light shone along their fingers, revealing a bright smiling face.
John and Mary hid in the shadows, and Richard, he inspected the audience with proud eyes, and then showed himself with several consecutive hollow and solid flips without hesitation under the eyes of everyone.
He was only eight years old, and his slender and petite body was as light as a feather in mid-air. The astonishing grace and lightness of his movements drew applause.
Bruce smiled at his air, too.
The atmosphere at the beginning of this line of performance was so harmonious and beautiful that no one reacted when the tragedy happened.
The rope supporting the "trapeze" performance broke, and John and Mary lost their brisk dancing posture at that moment, falling down like stones and hitting the ground.
"Snapped--"
"Snapped--"
Blood spattered into Richard's gleaming eyes.
This scene is so familiar.
Those pearl necklaces with blood like broken threads caused waves in the silent alley.
The lights flickered, the screams rang out, the audience stood up in an uproar, and the chaotic footsteps in the huge space hurt Bruce's heart.
He couldn't help shivering.
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"Hey! I heard Little Wing was badly injured and can't even crawl now?" A cheerful voice interrupted the silence between Batman and Zatanna.
A generation of Robin, Dick, who has now changed his name to "Nightwing", rushed into the Batcave.
His figure was as light as if he just flew in without touching his feet.
"Long time no see, Dick." Zatanna turned to him immediately. She had mixed feelings and didn't really want to face Batman at the moment, so she showed Ye Yi a warm and sweet smile, "Jason's condition is fine, if you think Coming back from the dead is a good thing."
"Back to life? That's not what Afu told me."
Dick was obviously stunned. He glanced suspiciously at Zatanna, who greeted him with a smile, and then at Batman, who had been silent all this time. Finally, he decided to leave this topic aside for the time being when the situation was unclear.
He could always figure out what happened anyway anyway.
Settling accounts after autumn has always been the Bat family's forte.
He walked to Jason's side, Little Wing was lying on the hospital bed, breathing steadily, with a ruddy face, and a lot of strange instruments connected to his body. Dick glanced at the screen of the instrument and was very surprised: "Little Wings are doing great. I mean, statistically, he's as big as a cow."
"He was badly injured, died from bleeding, and then he came back to life before my eyes. Zatanna said he had a special magical talent and a strong ability to heal himself."
"But next time you won't be able to come back from the dead." Zatanna added, "That's a special situation when the magic just broke out. From now on, Jason will be stronger and heal faster at most."
"B!" Dick opened his eyes wide, looking at his adoptive father, mentor, friend and former partner, "What the hell is going on!"
He was a little pissed.
"Something happened," Batman said.
He didn't want to talk much, but Dick just stared at him, angry and dissatisfied, reminding Batman of their argument before Dick went solo.
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Another world, Gotham City.
Richard.Grayson sat in the police station, still wearing a sequined costume.
He lowered his head and said nothing, refusing everyone's comfort, just curled up in the blanket that the well-meaning police officers put on him, silently enduring the damp and cold of Gotham City and the pain of witnessing the death of his parents.
Everyone knows what happened to him.
This performance accident hit the headlines of major newspapers in Gotham less than 10 minutes after it happened, with a picture of two shattered corpses that had been mosaiced.
He received a lot of sympathy and pity. Everyone knows how miserable life is for orphans in Gotham City. What's more, this little boy obviously lived in a happy family since he was a child. His parents are well-known Kind and upright, their family atmosphere has always been the envy of Gotham citizens.
But at some point, the sympathy and pity in those eyes disappeared.
He was transferred from the police station to Wayne Nursing Center, which is probably the only "good" place in Gotham City for orphans.
Some people wearing high-end suits, who can manage a lot of things at a glance, and who are worth thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars per hour, come in and out frequently. Finally stopped in front of him.
After a long while, Richard raised his head in this eerie silence.
Everyone in the room has disappeared, Bruce.Wayne, Gotham City's well-known son, smiled at him.
"Hello, Richard, do you know me?"
"Yes, Mr. Wayne," Richard replied, "I know you were there. . . Thank you for your help, in every way. Just call me Dick."
His blue crystal eyes were full of sadness, but he managed to pull out a smile.