The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

How long will it take to get better?

Natasha looked at the door warily, then turned to look at the parts that Stark, who was wearing a welder's mask, was welding.

Don't worry. Stark was unusually patient, and was not very irritable and asked people not to disturb him, because obviously he knew that only Natasha could protect him now.

Our original plan was for you to take me back to the place where Osborne and Hammer left the pile of mechas and replace my mechas with new energy sources, but now things have developed beyond our expectations.

After hearing Stark's words, Natasha also sighed. She looked towards the distant sky. At the end of her field of vision, she could vaguely see a blue light curtain looming on the skyline.

People in the city now call it the Aurora, but in fact it is a protective shield that blocks the new city.

About half an hour ago, people saw that the island floating in the sky was like a jet, pulling out waves of alien troops. The first thing this group of aliens did when they arrived in the new city was to disperse to A huge and towering protective shield was erected on the edge of this huge city.

Now the entire city is completely isolated from the outside world. Whether it is electrical signals or satellite signals, they are completely blocked by this mysterious shield. No physical matter can get out, and nothing can get in.

Even in a city like New York that is accustomed to alien invasions, it has never seen such domineering aliens. If you want to destroy the city, destroy the city. If you want to kill people, kill them. Make a cover to trap everyone. what happened?

But Natasha analyzed some unique information from the behavior of the aliens roaming the streets unscrupulously.

They are looking for someone. Natasha said with certainty: They are searching for these things. There is a high probability that they are individuals, but they have not found them so far.

Do you think they'll leave once they find it?

Stark's tone contained sarcasm, and it was obvious that this was not a question.

Natasha also snorted and said: The progress they are looking for is not a countdown to freedom, but a prelude to the destruction of the entire earth.

Earth is not necessary for any alien, it's just that something they want exists on this planet, and once they get it, this nasty planet might as well disappear.

Come here and help me lift this thing. Stark took off his mask and asked Natasha to come over to help. He said, This thing made by Hammer Military Industry is too heavy. Fortunately, Osborn's life The contribution of material and energy is not small, but these two idiots are really stupid together.

Shut up and get to work. Natasha rolled her eyes and said, Now we can't even go to SHIELD.

When I drive this thing, I first get one of their robots. With just one sample, I can decipher the secrets of their technology. Then it won't be difficult for me to interfere or control them.

Hopefully... be careful!!!!

boom! ! ! ! !

The door to Tim's room was pushed open.

He lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was just 5 o'clock. As expected, Batman was standing at the door, and Tim hadn't had time to put down the schoolbag in his hand.

“How about a book club?”

It's okay. Tim took a deep breath, threw his schoolbag on the chair, turned to look at Batman and said, You know you shouldn't be here, I don't mean to drive you away when I say this. , you can stay if you want, but I still have to do my homework.

After speaking, Tim began to rummage in his bag, and Batman sat on his bed again, resting his forearms on his legs, crossing his fingers, and watching his movements.

Tim didn't appear very nervous, he just seemed a little irritable. Batman felt unwelcome, but he was used to it.

How about Holmes?

I'm not a good detective compared to you. Tim shook his head and said, After I pointed out the murderer in advance for the third time, the counselor asked me to go home.

Genius is always not understood.

Tim lowered his hand, looked at Batman and said: You know what? The Sherlock Holmes is a very good detective novel, with exciting plots and vivid stories, but I don't think it can become a relationship between the two of us. topic of.

Because we all know that a novel is just a novel, and it would be stupid to apply it to real-life situations.

Don't you think I'd like this book?

At least it won't be your first choice to kill time, and it's not mine either. Tim said, shaking his head.

How many words does it have?

I have five books in hand, about 430,000 words.

Then it will be.

Batman stood up and held out his hand to Tim.

Tim blinked, feeling a little confused, but he still took out a few books from his bag and handed the thick novels to Batman with both hands.

Watching Batman leave with the same puzzled eyes, Tim scratched his head, took out his cell phone, and after hesitating for a long time, he called Red Robin.

Hello? Yes, it's me. I'm going to tell you some extremely shocking news. You must sit tight.

Red Robin on the other end of the phone curled his lips and said, I'm not scared, just tell me.

Batman wants five Sherlock Holmes books from me.

Oh, what's wrong?

He was going to finish it.

With a snap, Red Robin fell off the chair, causing the Red Hood next to him to look sideways. However, he had no time to care about others. Instead, he grabbed the phone with both hands and raised his voice.

What did you say?! Batman plans to finish reading The Sherlock Holmes?!

Nightwing and Red Hood immediately came together. Red Hood looked at the information in Nightwing's hand. Nightwing shook his head at him and lowered his voice and said: The technology of the shield that blocks the whole city is more advanced than we imagined. I’m afraid it can’t be cracked for the time being.”

As soon as Red Robin put down the phone, Red Hood looked at him with wide eyes and said, Don't tell me Batman is in town right now.

Don't look at me like that, I'm shocked too. Red Robin opened his arms and said, And did you hear what he said? Batman actually plans to finish reading The Sherlock Holmes!

While the city below is in raging war?

That's not the point. The point is Sherlock Holmes! Red Robin raised his tone again, his voice so sharp that it wanted to break. Under what circumstances would Batman want to read a detective book? novel!

Red Robin reached out and pulled the hair on both sides of his head, and said with some collapse: He will jump off the building twice a day with the clown in his arms and see Holmes and Moriarty both fall off the cliff! This makes me feel like I The muscles in my toes are all tight!”

Nightwing and Red Hood don't know what's going on with him, but they clearly realize that this isn't normal.

A huge change has just occurred in this city. A group of inexplicable aliens rushed into the city and established a shield to block everyone.

They would study this kind of shield before, assuming that Batman was already trapped inside, because the moment the aliens rushed out of the portal, Batman must have reached their landing point.

Logically speaking, Batman must be trapped in the shield. They all planned to save Batman. But you tell me, Batman has done nothing and is now reading in the study of Wayne Manor. ?

Nightwing and Red Hood didn't believe it, but Red Robin couldn't accept it, so the three of them planned to go to the study to find out.

I bet a cage will fall from the ceiling. Nightwing said jokingly, but the fundamental purpose of his joke was not to express his speculation in a joking tone, but to deliberately make others talk.

Come on, you know there won't be such an old-fashioned project. I guess it's an electric shock device, the kind placed under the floor. The Red Hood followed immediately.

It's a good thing it stunned me and let me sleep to death. No need to imagine how he felt when he saw the part where he fell off the cliff. Red Robin still clung to that point.

The three of them walked all the way to the door of Batman's study room upstairs. The three of them winked and winked, and finally decided to decide the winner in a rock-paper-scissors game, with the loser pushing the door.

Many people know that the Bat Family are all Bat fans, and they will not give up any opportunity to contact Batman, but this time is different, this is an obvious trap.

With such a big thing going on down there, Batman would be hiding in the study reading a book. Are you kidding me?

Batman is really here.

The red hood, who had lost the guessing game, gently opened the study door a small crack. Batman was sitting by the window, not wearing a bat suit, with his legs crossed and a thick book in his hand.

How about it?

The other two people didn't dare to look. They all turned their backs and waited to hear Red Hood's screams. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, so Nightwing had no choice but to ask.

'A Study in Scarlet'?

What? What blood?! Nightwing immediately turned around, his hand already on the weapon, but Red Hood looked inside the door and said: I said the book he was reading, the one in Batman's hand The book says 'A Study in Scarlet'.

It's Sherlock Holmes! Red Robin shouted immediately.

He hurried over, pushed the red hood aside and looked along the crack of the door, and saw the words Sherlock Holmes in large letters on the cover of the book.

Below is a classic image of a detective wearing a beret holding a pipe, and a line of small text at the bottom reads The Prelude to a Great Detective Story.

Red Robin slapped him on the forehead.

Red Hood also wanted to see, so he pushed Red Robin away again, and the two of them pushed each other. Nightwing was afraid that the two of them would make a noise, so he stretched out his hand to pull Red Robin away. As a result, the weight of the innermost Red Robin was unbalanced.

boom!

Batman, who was sitting in the rocking chair, looked up and glanced at the three Robins who had fallen in neatly. He returned his gaze to the page of the book. He turned over the page with his finger and said slowly, What a great detective.

Red Robin got up in embarrassment, turned around and reached for his red hood with a glare. Although they knew that Batman must have discovered them long ago, they grabbed Batman's pigtails through a peek and walked away safely. Coming in to laugh at him is completely different from rushing in like now.

Why are you here? Red Hood asked straightforwardly.

Batman glanced at the three of them, at his book, and then at the study door.

Red Robin tugged on the Red Hood and asked a Wayne why he was still a bit too retarded in Wayne Manor, especially after the three of them had just fallen into Batman's study.

I mean, Batman, you saw that shield, right? What's that about?

Although they asked, none of the three of them expected Batman to give them an explanation, or even an answer.

As a result, they saw that Batman turned the page of the book again, turned his head slightly and looked at the new page and spoke slowly.

It's a strange natural phenomenon... Do you know what Holmes's real name is?

Uh...David?

No, it's Sherlock.

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