The Death Knell

"You two go back to the Hall of Justice, and I'll go find Harley myself."

After walking out of the small building and looking at the quiet street in front of her, in the night, Donna subconsciously pulled her hood to cover the expression on her face.

"Isn't it? Sister, why does your tone sound so like you are going to kill the doctor instead of asking the doctor for help?"

It is said that beasts have intuition, so Beast Boy, as a half-orc, naturally has similar feelings. He can feel the low pressure on Donna, which makes the green hair on his body stand up.

New York City is not cold at night, but what is cold is the human heart. The magical girl ruthlessly abandoned them and abandoned them on the streets of an unfamiliar place.

"Harry and I have a very good relationship, it's not what you think." Donna took a deep breath, and then her expression returned to normal. She waved her hands to shoo away the two of them like flies: "Where I want to go. Is it Deathstroke's universe, or is it a place he reserved specifically for Harley to play in? Maybe he won't want other men to go into that kind of place, unless you really want to change your gender."

As she spoke, she gestured with scissors with her hands and said "kacha" silently a few times.

"I understand, I understand." Beast Boy grinned as if he had eaten plums, "You want to say that the universe is actually Deathstroke's harem. Women can enter, but men will commit taboos if they enter." Right? Well, being capable and rich is really enviable, jealous, and hateful in this hateful capitalist society."

He is also very straightforward. If he feels sour in his heart, he will just say it out loud. He is such a straightforward person.

It just looks a bit funny when paired with his sharp mouth and monkey cheek expression.

"Actually, there's nothing to envy, man, Deathstroke's hunting range is different from ours."

Gass, who was shirtless and wearing a leather vest, figured it out at this time. He hooked his partner's neck and analyzed him:

"The female companions Deathstroke is looking for are all aunties to us. We are looking for a girlfriend who is about seventeen or eighteen years old. Not to mention that Dr. Quinzel is in his thirties and is still a famous mental patient. Ordinary people like us cannot bear this kind of responsibility."

"But she's beautiful." Beast Boy bit his finger, still envious.

"Yes, you are right, but she was fine when she didn't open her mouth. As soon as she spoke, all the good impression was gone, and only the noise was left." Hai Fengfeng provided another basis to prove it. The death knell is not something to be envied, or rather used to convince himself.

"But she is very beautiful." However, the little green man still clung to this point. He always wanted to find a girlfriend, someone who was young and beautiful, or someone who looked young and beautiful.

It's so superficial, but no one can say it's wrong. As a young straight man in his early twenties, who wouldn't care about beautiful women?

Those who say no are either stupid or bad, and this badness is either a broken heart or a broken organ in the lower body.

"Stop, you just listen to me now and return to the Hall of Justice to help Nightwing guard the prisoners and see if you can get anything out of his mouth. I will contact the adjutant myself and go to that world."

When Donna saw that the two people's attention was once again talking about whether Harley was beautiful, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and her determination to send them away became even stronger:

"And don't talk about relationships so superficially. Guess why pretty girls don't like you. It's because you are too superficial."

"Isn't it because we have no money?" Beast Boy rummaged through his trouser pockets and took out only a few pieces of change: "But I heard there is an old saying in the East, don't bully young people into poverty, we will be rich in the future."

Garth on the side also nodded repeatedly. In fact, his conditions were much better than Beast Boy. After all, he was once a follower of Neptune, and he was born in the Adirist family, a branch of the Atlantean royal family. He could be very rich. , but he deliberately pretended to have no money.

Because Beast Boy had an unfortunate family when he was a child, and underneath his arrogant and funny appearance, he had a very low self-esteem on the inside.

So if you show that your family is very rich, then this partner may feel that he has no friends who share the same stance, which would be too pitiful.

This is the case with Garth. Although on the surface he looks like a rough and strong man like Arthur, he is actually much more careful. After all, he has studied for ten more years than Neptune.

"Haha, you have to survive until the future. What happened this time is very strange. The population of a parallel world has completely disappeared. Even Batman who rushed to investigate has lost his voice. If we don't handle it well, all of us will They all have no future, and they may all die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”

When Donna got down to business, her expression was very serious, almost like Diana.

"Okay, but this is really not an excuse for you to join the Deathstroke harem in another world, is it? Donna, we all like you, why don't you consider us again?" Beast Boy suddenly confessed, and he bowed his head and made a disapproving gesture. Naughty twitching.

However, this trick was useless. As a teammate, Donna knew him too well. This guy was like an animal in heat. He would confess his love to a beautiful girl when he saw her. He could confess his love to different people seven or eight times a day.

Donna, Raven, and Steel Armor had been partners with him over the years, and each of them had been confessed to each other hundreds of times, and they had long been as numb as ruthless stones.

"Get out of here, or I'll chop you to death." She unsheathed her sword and made a motion as if she wanted to cut the person in half.

"Okay, get out of here." Then Beast Boy turned into a big green fur ball and rolled away along the road. His shouts were still left in the night wind: "Damn it! I failed to confess my love again. But I will come back!”

Gass looked at Donna, shrugged and ran away after the green ball, but the smile on his face showed that he liked this kind of team atmosphere. He shouted:

"Rolling the wrong way, idiot! You're going to roll into the Hudson River!"

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The Fourth Sandman is a professional detective. Before Jie Yin came back from the toilet, he actually found some other clues.

The old man said that these people died in a panic, and only showed smiles after being seen. Sandy believed that Jie Yin was right, but he didn't understand how the dead people who even had their brains removed did it.

But that kind of weird thing can only be put on hold temporarily, and the progress of the on-site investigation cannot be delayed.

There are many police officers who fall into this habit when investigating crimes. They find an unexplainable irrationality and just stare at it and ponder over it, wasting time in vain.

As a relatively experienced detective, the Fourth Sandman has participated in many cases, many of which involve the magical world. This may not allow him to make any progress in his reasoning ability, but it still allows him to learn a lot. .

First of all, don't panic when you encounter something strange. Record it calmly first. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. First, search for clues as carefully as possible.

This concept may not allow him to become the strongest detective beyond Batman, but it is enough most of the time. After all, not all prisoners are mentally ill and can be as dark as Gotham.

"Jie Yin, come over here and take a look."

He poked his head out of a resident's garage and invited Old Lightning to come and see his discovery with everyone.

Yes, the Flash asked him not to invade the houses of the dead, but he did it anyway. Detectives have their own ideas, and it's really a ghost if they really follow orders.