Forty-Three, the First Sight of Waking Up

"Rorschach, you came to pick me up from get off work again today!"

Rachel was pleasantly surprised when she saw Rorschach.

Rorschach is now at the entrance of the city hall, wearing a suit and wearing a full-rimmed black glasses, which are the same glasses as Superman.

After all, the name of the Black Knight has been widely circulated in Gotham City, Central City, and even Star City, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Rorschach wore the same glasses as Superman to conceal his true identity.

"I made you your favorite wolfberry black chicken and sea cucumber soup today. You must be tired after working all day. Let me drive."

Rorschach thoughtfully took Granny Xiang's handbag from Rachel, took out Rachel's car keys, and opened the door of the co-pilot for the lady.

"It's so kind of you!"

Rachel jumped up and hugged Rorschach's neck and kissed her. She happily sat in the co-pilot, took out a bag of potato chips from somewhere, took off her shoes and put her bare feet on the front row of the car. The lady was lying on her back in the car seat, eating French fries with big mouthfuls.

"Rachel, you're not safe like this, put your feet down."

Rorschach sat in the driver's seat, his eyes swept over Rachel's long legs.

Black silk, hip skirt...

Attack speed equipment ah!

"I don't care. These high heels are too tiring. I have been standing all day today. I have dealt with more than 300 criminal charges this week, and more than half of them were sent by Batman..."

Rachel ate potato chips over and over again, complaining about being too tired from work: "I really don't know what's going on with Bruce Wayne. He wishes he could be on patrol 24 hours a day to catch criminals. Doesn't he need to sleep?"

Rachel expressed incomprehension to Batman Bruce Wayne who suddenly had a convulsion.

Rorschach inexplicably felt a little guilty. Rachel didn't know that Bruce Wayne was wearing the nano suit made by him to become like this.

Of course, it could also be that Bruce Wayne is currently single, has no sex life at night, and has nowhere to vent his exuberant energy, so he can only wrong the criminals in Gotham City.

"Bruce spends all his sleep and food on fighting criminals, and that's also to make Gotham City better!"

Luo Xia quickly changed the topic, and suggested to Rachel: "If the work is too tiring, why don't you quit quickly, I will support you!"

The Star Science and Technology Laboratory has already started to operate the new energy industry with the Wayne Group. It is expected that starting next month, it will be the first to provide the energy of the Ark Reactor to the residents and industries in the central city.

Once the new energy industry is officially listed, Rorschach and Bruce Wayne will become the two richest people on the planet.

Not to mention raising a Rachel, he can afford to add another Harleen Quizell.

"You can support me, but I don't want to resign. My goal is to become the Chief Prosecutor of Gotham City." Rachel said righteously.

"Well, then my goal is to become the man who is the Chief Prosecutor of Gotham City!" Rorschach said in cooperation with Rachel.

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the car was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Back to Rachel's cozy cabin.

Harleen Quizell's mental state is getting worse and worse recently. A few days ago, she heard that Arkham Psychiatric Hospital had a new group of mental patients, so she went to Arkham Psychiatric Hospital to apply for a job as a psychological consultant.

The light bulb was not at home, and Rorschach and Rachel had a simple dinner, then went to the living room to fight mosquitoes, the kitchen to fight mosquitoes, and finally went to the bathroom to fight mosquitoes.

The two continued to fight until 2:30 in the morning before finally killing a mosquito.

Watching Rachel fall asleep deeply.

Rorschach got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. It was 3:00 in the morning in Gotham City and 8:00 in the morning in London time. Diana was about to wake up. Now rushing over, it is estimated that Diana would see herself at the first sight when she woke up. .

London.

Eight past two.

With the blessing of Speed ​​Force, Rorschach returned to London, Diana's villa in two minutes.

He went in directly through the main entrance. The maid in Diana's villa had long known this man who was suspected of being the 'master'.

Therefore, he was not surprised by Rorschach's arrival.

Eight past five London time.

Diana's eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes slowly, and stretched comfortably. The next second, she found that Rorschach was standing by the door, looking at her with a smile.

"Ah, why are you here?" Diana retracted under the quilt, revealing a pair of bright eyes staring at Rorschach.

Luo Xia smiled and said: "I just came here, and Lucy asked me to wake you up for breakfast, but I saw that you slept so soundly, so I didn't have the heart to disturb your sweet dreams."

"Then I didn't say anything in my sleep!" Diana asked weakly.

"Gods generally don't dream, unless it's a dream of prophecy." Rorschach stared at Diana and asked, "Did you dream something?"

Diana nodded, and said with a serious face: "I dreamed that I was fighting side by side with you!"

"Who is the enemy?"

Luo Xiaxin said why you dreamed it, but I didn't. Anyway, I am also a god, the kind with godhead, why can't you dream it and I can't?

But on second thought.

Oh, I didn't sleep last night.

At Rorschach's level, sleep doesn't mean much at all. Diana maintains the habit of sleeping. On the one hand, she thinks that sleeping can improve her beauty, and on the other hand, it is to pass the boring time.

Not everyone likes to stay up late at night and go outside to fight criminals.

Hearing Rorschach's question about who the enemy was, Diana thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "Forget, it's not a powerful guy anyway. In the dream, you punched each other and killed them all."

"That really won't be a powerful character." Rorschach didn't continue to dwell on this topic.

Afterwards, Diana got up to wash, and went to have breakfast with Rorschach.

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Gotham City, the Underworld.

Under the double attack of Carmine Falcone and Batman, the major gangs in Gotham City are getting more and more difficult.

Several mob bosses meet in the backstage backroom of a bar.

Discussing how to get rid of Carmine and Batman and regain control of Gotham City.

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened, a man with dyed green hair, a pale face, and a deep blood-red scar on both sides of his mouth walked straight towards the interior of the room with twisted and strange steps.

The eyes of all the gang leaders present were focused on this uninvited guest.

"Who let you in, come here, drag him out, chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

As the boss who organized this secret gang meeting, Markone saw a 'clown' rushing in, and suddenly felt that he had been slapped on the face.

Seeing that no one came in at the door for a long time, Marcone yelled again.

The man with the appearance of a clown let out a piercing laugh. He lifted up a bloody dagger and said with a smile, "You mean those cuties outside? I'm sorry to tell you that they are already dead." Yes, probably...you are going to see God, are you interested in going to see God too?"

"Fack!"

Hearing this, the elders of the gangsters immediately stood up and surrounded the clown.

However, the clown didn't panic at all, he calmly opened his suit, revealing a bundle of grenades hidden under his clothes.

The trigger mechanisms of all the grenades were strung together on a lead wire. As long as the lead wire was pulled, the whole bundle of grenades would detonate at the same time.

"Don't be impulsive, gentlemen, I am a very timid person, and if you frighten me, my hands will not obey."

The clown glanced at the crowd, opened his piercing mouth, and smiled brightly at the crowd.

Marcone felt that this person was a little mentally abnormal. In order to stabilize the other party, he ordered the bosses of the gangsters not to act rashly, and then asked, "Who are you, and what do you want to do?"

"You can call me... a clown."

The clown played with the lead wire in his hand, sat on the first seat with a carefree attitude, and said to all the gang bosses: "Look at the appearance of you bunch of wimps, ever since a Batman appeared, you are like three-year-olds I can only cry, I have a way to get rid of Batman, and Carmine Falcone."