The Death Knell

At this moment, Earth 0, underground at the Hall of Justice in Washington DC.

The skeleton of the giant dragon glowed with a strange brown light under the lighting of large jars with luminous flying insects. Right below the dragon bone specimen, a group of people were having a meeting, or exchanging information.

Diana and Zatanna were leaning against each other, leaning on the couch, both looking listless and empty-eyed.

Neither of the two beautiful ladies seemed to listen when Man-Bat told about his experimental findings.

Zatanna is recovering from a serious illness. Her soul was damaged last time, so she is still recovering.

Not long ago, she was forced to drink a potion made of turtle shells, crow farts, scorpion feces and other voodoo ingredients mixed with virgin hair. The taste was like hippopotamus excrement, which made her doubt her life.

The reason why Wonder Woman was distracted was because of what happened last night. Although she showed her attitude to her boyfriend at the time, she was still worried that he would go to Mount Olympus to kill Zeus and her brothers and sisters.

She didn't dare to sleep in the middle of the night last night because she was worried that Deathstroke would come back with a bunch of heads and casually throw the murder evidence on the bed.

After getting up in the morning, she called Donna to express her concerns, but her sister said:

"Times have changed now. Soldiers generally don't chop off people's heads. Mercenaries only need to take pictures of corpses with their mobile phones. And I doubt there is strangulation. Will there still be people killed by Slade?" The brain exists.”

This kind of answer can be said to be of no help at all, and Diana is even more worried.

If Deathstroke really committed a massacre, or it was an unsolved case, and if his mother asked him to help find out who the murderer was, what would he do?

As she was thinking about it, she became distracted in the meeting.

"It can be seen from this that the so-called power of Huike should be a conceptual power related to the origin of the universe, with the attribute of a heroine who is biased toward light? Are you listening? Well, did I say it wrong, or did I do something wrong? good?"

The man-bat's mouth was dry as he talked, but when he saw it, good guy, the captain of his Dark Zhenglian was obviously in a state of mind.

He and Bobo are both non-staff members of the Dark Zhenglian. Man-Bat wants to atone for his past dark history, so he has always been diligent and cautious in doing things.

Now Wonder Woman's confusion was misunderstood by him as her failure to do her job well, and she immediately felt that she should make corrections.

He really wanted to join the Dark Alliance, and he had already switched from biology and chemistry majors to study magic, so he couldn't be expelled.

Once you come into contact with something like magic and the mystery and grandeur behind it, it's hard to pretend you don't know and turn away easily.

"Oh, it's okay. Let's continue talking about you." Constantine, who was leaning on the bookshelf not far away, was holding a cigarette butt and rubbing the black phlegm he had spit out with the sole of his leather shoe a few times: "Women, there are many things that happen every month. After a few days of comfort, hehe, hey, if I don’t have any specific plans, I’m going to run away. Orangutan, please invite me to your shop for a few drinks?”

Bobo also held some samples that Zha Kang brought back from Etania, such as dead birds picked up, weeds pulled from the roadside, pebbles fished out of the river, and so on. Garbage, or research materials.

Through Manbat's analysis, that universe is a world controlled by technology and magic. These debris contain special power, but there are also traces of industrial pollution.

"You and the alien Zerg are prohibited from entering my store. This is the new rule, so get out of here."

Faced with the bitch's friendly proposal, the orangutan refused without even raising an eyelid.

"Oh, my hairy black-skinned friend is so heartless, haha." Constantine laughed, stepped on the handmade carpet and walked towards Bobo. His face, which had not been washed for many days, was covered with oil. And smiled: "Come on, I know Ezekiel is with you, just let me meet that cockroach. I want to ask him something, and I will leave when he asks."

"No way, Deathstroke put the Cockroach Prophet in my place for safekeeping. It may be the backbone of some kind of plan. If it is killed by you or driven crazy, Slade will definitely want to kill people. Don't come here. , otherwise I would call him Batman."

The orangutan raised his head this time, but he just looked at the bitch with dead fish eyes and curled his lips in disdain.

Constantine's skills are not bad, even Satan can't do anything to him if he is so shameless, but his greasy smile and magic tricks are useless against the orangutan.

As for the magic trick, does anyone think that Constantine's approach is just to make it easier to talk?

The hand he hid behind his back probably held some kind of powder that could control people. He probably stole it from some witch doctor or shaman when he went to get some soup for Xiao Zha.

"What?! Are you talking about Slade? Who did he kill?"

Diana, who had been lying on the sofa like a dead fish before, jumped up on the spot as if she was electrocuted, and asked questions with a nervous look on her face.

When she was out of body and thinking wildly, she suddenly heard the two keywords "death knell" and "killing people", and she was so frightened that she came back to her senses.

Bobo narrowed his eyes. Seeing Xiao Dai's reaction, he already understood everything, why Wonder Woman was in a strange state today, and why she was so excited when she heard about killing people.

Many clues were connected together, and it was like a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind!

Just ‘Kutcha’ like that

Then he was no longer at the headquarters of the Dark Zhenglian. Although he was still holding a dead bird, a local specialty from another world, he was already sitting in Deathstroke's arms.

After blinking a few times, the orangutan seemed to have no reaction, and reached out to touch Deathstroke's shoulder armor, then held his fingers in his mouth and thought for a while.

Now he was flying, and the oncoming strong wind was blowing his black hair, and his green checkered deerstalker hat was about to be blown away.

He is really flying!

"I@#! # amp;*!" Maybe it was too much surprise, and Bobo couldn't even speak normal words, only some fragrant conversations that needed to be silenced.

The big hand fell on the monkey's head and rubbed it, and Deathstroke placed him on the flying carpet: "Very good, our country-protecting monkey has also arrived. Well, one more detective is always good for investigating the case."

"An orangutan? He also swears"

Jesse, who was sitting upright behind the man, nodded calmly, as if she had easily accepted this setting, because she had seen so many surprising things today that she was already numb.

After all, there is already a talking cartoon rabbit in the team. Wouldn’t it be normal to have more talking animals?

"Monkey the Guardian is a ghost!" The identity of Deathstroke was confirmed through words, but Bobo was not happy. He raised his hand and shook off Deathstroke's palm, and jumped on the flying carpet angrily: "I'm having a meeting over there. , you just took me for a ride in this hellish place without saying anything, weren’t you afraid that I was shitting during the teleportation?”

"The adjutant sent the message after confirming that you made no progress. Don't be angry." Su Ming stroked the orangutan's hair several times to calm down the monkey secretary and detective: "I'm looking for you this time because I want you to help me. As a favor, can I introduce you to someone later?"

"No!!!"

After hearing the terms of the deal, the orangutan immediately let out a howl like a dying beast.