The Death Knell

Liquid robot armies are sweeping through the city, not committing mass murder but exterminating only violent opponents and driving otherwise compliant people back into their powerless homes, as if in cages.

Many people cannot see this cage, but in the information age, everyone actually lives in an information cocoon. Once the power is cut off and they are still sealed at home, they have lost all perception of the outside world.

Overall, the global blackout represents a number of possibilities, and some new intelligence will be needed to determine the specifics.

There is no one on the pier at night, and naturally there are no robots coming here to clean up, so it seems calm and very harmonious here.

The black waves are slowly rocking the white boat, and coupled with the city's firelight reflected from time to time on the sea surface, it has a different kind of beauty.

Su Ming carried the orangutan to a luxury yacht, which was very high-end even among the many private yachts. Then he jumped on the deck and knocked on the door leading to the back terrace.

"Is anyone at home? The Gotham Southport community is sending warmth."

"Although I don't understand what you are saying, I still feel that if you say this, even if there are people inside, they will not dare to open the door because they are suspicious, right?" The orangutan's eyes turned into the look of dead fish, and he couldn't understand the meaning of the death knell. But the instinct of the beast made him feel a chill like a cold joke.

There were faint footsteps in the cabin, and Hangzhou also smelled the smell of several cosmetics, which was a thick and mild fragrance.

And unexpectedly, the door opened so casually, revealing a woman wearing a skirt and suit inside.

"Hello, this is Mr. Deathstroke from another world. Please come in. I once heard my father say that you are a person with a great sense of humor, but I'm afraid Gotham doesn't have such friendly neighbors."

This woman's skin color is light chocolate, with some Latin style. Her short hair looks very capable, and she has a reserved and polite smile on her face, giving people a feeling of being at home.

Su Ming smiled at the other party, carried Bobo into the cabin, looked around at the luxurious yacht, and talked to the woman:

"It's just a joke. Good evening to you too, Julia. Is your lady on board?"

"She is being treated for her injuries. If possible, I hope you can help me persuade her. Some robots really can't step on their heads." The Latin-style beauty showed a dumbfounded expression, closed the hatch behind her, and led the way. Deathstroke and Bobo walked towards the lower level of the cabin.

It looks like an ordinary luxury yacht from the outside, but once you enter the hull, you will find that it has been super modified. All the types of equipment that Barbara had in the bell tower are here, but they are better and more advanced.

In addition, there are also many high-end luxury goods for life and leisure. A bottle of wine worth tens of thousands of dollars and a high-end watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars are placed on the table like garbage and can be seen almost everywhere.

"This beauty is a bit unfamiliar. Why do you seem to be familiar with her?"

Bobo looked at the woman who was leading the way. Ever since he saw the name of the Kane family on the side of the boat, he knew that Deathstroke was coming to see Batwoman this time. But the orangutan knows Kate Kane and even Kate's girlfriend, but he doesn't know that she actually has a housekeeper like her cousin.

After hearing this, the housekeeper walking in front turned around, winked at the orangutan, and introduced herself:

"Don't the orangutan detectives know my existence? Then I take the liberty to introduce myself. I have been living in the UK since I was a child. I once worked for MI6. It was only in the past two years that my father recruited me to Gotham and became the butler of the Kane family. However, The lady and I usually live on this ship, and I spend more time dealing with behind-the-scenes work."

The orangutan squatted on Deathstroke's shoulder and nodded, seeming to understand something.

"So you're Batwoman's hacker and consigliere."

"You can say that, but in the UK, this kind of job was called a telephone liaison officer." The woman told a joke. She walked to a door on high heels and pressed on the device next to the door. A palm print: "But that was in the past. I am now the steward of the Kane family. Do you two need any drinks or food?"

The door opened, and the cabin on the bottom floor was dark, with only a few candles for illumination. It seemed that there was no electricity on the ship.

"I'm not very hungry now, or I have no appetite at all." Detective Orangutan took off his hat and fanned it in his hand. The cabin was not breathable at all, and he felt very depressed: "You just mentioned it several times. My father sounds like he is an old Gotham man. Do you know the orangutan?"

The housekeeper led the two people to the final machine without electricity. A woman with short red hair was lying on it wearing a tank top and shorts for treatment. Julia motioned to the two of them to wait a moment while putting on medical gloves and continued to stitch the injured person. While smiling he said:

"Oh, Mr. Deathstroke didn't mention my last name, so you may not have thought that my full name is Julia Pennyworth, and my father is Alfred, Mr. Wayne's housekeeper."

Julia thought that the orangutan could think of it. After all, not everyone can enter the Kane family, but only those who are trusted by Batman.

And those who are both trusted and have housekeeping skills are of course the Pennyworths.

Sure enough, Detective Orangutan is still a little worse than Deathstroke. Look at this person, even though he has never met him, he can call him by his name and talk and laugh naturally like an old acquaintance. This is the embodiment of his strength.

"I didn't even know Ah Fu had a daughter. I failed so much as a detective." Bobo sighed speechlessly. Now that he looked carefully, he could indeed see that there was something different between Julia's eyebrows. Less Alfred.

It's just that she is younger and her jokes are average.

"Don't think so, Bobo. After you met Master Dark Night, you have been forgetting about being a bartender. You haven't come to the main dimension at all. Of course, you can't know Julia, and she is really a nerd." Deathstroke put him on On the corner of the operating table beside him, he was holding a cigarette and looking at the injured man's lifeless expression: "And you, Kate. It's been a long time since I last saw you. I saw you in trouble when I came here today."

Julia is a super otaku who is even more nerdy than Barbara. Although she looks like she is dressed like an elite white-collar worker, in fact she almost never gets off the boat.

When Batwoman goes out to do justice, she's here to provide intelligence support. When Batwoman comes back to rest, she is responsible for cooking, washing clothes, and repairing vehicles and props.

Her biggest hobby is to wear a swimsuit and bask in the sun on the deck chair on the bow of the boat during her break, and drink some expensive red wine saved by the owner. Other than that, I just use British humor to educate my lady.

After all, her father said that a qualified housekeeper should be able to correct the master's mistakes in a timely manner and express them in an appropriate way.

This appropriate method is a British joke, or yin and yang.

Kate smiled awkwardly in front of the death knell:

"It's been a long time since we last met. The last time we met was when we had a meeting to deal with Perpetua in the Hall of Justice. Oh, it's so embarrassing. I let you see what I looked like after being beaten by a robot. But this was definitely just an accident. Who knows? These robots are made of liquid metal and cannot be stepped on at all."

"Even if you had known earlier, you shouldn't have stepped on the robots, especially when they can conjure all kinds of medieval weapons. Now you probably remember how powerful the pickaxe is."

The housekeeper complained mercilessly, and at the same time, she stitched the mistress at a much faster speed. It was like a sewing machine, letting the curved needle move quickly across the skin.

Batwoman Kate's skin is as pale as death. This is a genetic problem in the Kane family. She is even whiter than Harley's skin that has been soaked by chemicals.

So for a while, Su Ming couldn't tell how much blood she had lost, but there were long wounds on her limbs and belly, and she did look a little miserable.