Chapter 39

Q carefully looked at the unconscious young man.

He has changed a lot in the past nine years.

Her originally dazzling golden-red hair was dyed the same black as hers, except for a strand of white hair on her forehead. The boy who used to be thin, indifferent, and obviously malnourished has completely grown up, becoming taller and handsome, with a compelling fierceness all over his body.

…and it's a little heavy.

She had felt it since she brought him back.

Q couldn't help but curl his eyes.

Even if it was because of the side effects of the vampire spell that her whole body was on fire, she was completely worth mentioning in front of Jason who had returned from the dead.

Jason.

Jason Todd.

She repeated the name in her mind.

This was the first person who... loved her completely and purely.

She was very satisfied to see Jason appear. If there was a day when she could fulfill her ideal before death, she might go to him to confess her identity.

If at that time, they were not old and happened to be still alive.

Continuing to use two bodies will have a certain impact on the spirit, and sustainable development must be carefully considered. Q is not a greedy person. After all, sooner or later they will have the opportunity to meet again.

She stared at him for another long time before walking out of the room.

She knew that Gin was outside and

the white-haired man had been waiting for her to come out. At this moment, he felt her breath and said coldly without raising his head: "Are you going to find Smith tomorrow night?" "

Go." Q gently She exhaled and stood side by side with him. She also didn't look at him, but she said to him: "The plan remains unchanged." She seemed to be in a

good mood, and she was still unconscious even when using the ghost body. She gently curved her lips, and when she talked about this matter, it was like whispering to her lover.

However, looking at her body the size of a 5-year-old girl, if it weren't for her perversion, all her charming thoughts would disappear.

Gin "tsk" a little irritably.

Q blinked and looked over in confusion: "What's wrong with you, Gin?"

The man didn't answer her question. His green eyes that glowed with cold weapons under the cold light moved towards her, and he frowned and asked instead: "Are you feeling well? ?"

It's not surprising that his partner felt uncomfortable, not to mention that Gin was not an ordinary person, he was a truly extremely dangerous all-round killer.

She had a deep understanding of this as early as when Gin took her with her.

When she mentioned this matter, her expression became much lighter, and she did not hide it in front of the people she trusted. Her complexion, which had become pale due to her efforts to endure, was also shown in the cold light.

"A little side effect of using the vampire technique," she said, "I will be unable to suppress my thirst for blood for the time being."

But whenever she thinks about drinking blood and eating meat, she can't help but think of the fresh blood and meat piled in front of her. , and behind the flesh and blood, the man's scarlet eyes that did not conceal any malice.

As a result, the pain brought about by the memories also surged up in dense numbers. Just thinking about eating those things made her feel sick.

Q is now in a game of extreme physical desire and extreme psychological disgust.

I'm not crazy, it's all supported by my strong self-control.

The two were silent for a moment, and suddenly, Gin said coldly: "You can drink my blood."

Q slowly turned his head to look at him: "...?"

"What?" Gin's face didn't look very good. , as if he could pick up a gun and kill people in the next moment: "You despise other people's flesh and blood, and you despise mine?"

Q: "...That's not true."

"The BOSS of the black organization cannot suck the blood of those inexplicable rats. ." The man's voice suddenly became lazy again, revealing a bit of carelessness when he was chasing down unimportant people. He was natural and arrogant, and his words did not hide his ridicule and contempt for other people.

He licked his lips, with an incomprehensible look in his green eyes.

The girl shook her head dumbfounded: "You don't have to do this, Gin, I'm a ghost, I-" "

Oh, ghost?" Gin sneered: "Then you will eat me completely. ?Go?"

——Will you let go of your ghost instinct and kill me?

Just like what she said with a chuckle when he pointed the revolver at her forehead when she came here.

"So, will GIN kill me?"

- He won't.

Q curled his lips: "I can't."

"That's really a pity." Gin sneered and said, even Q couldn't tell what he was really thinking.

The topic was quickly dropped.

After all this tossing, Q's spirit has become more or less trance-like. She did not tell Gin to take good care of Jason - Gin is an excellent cadre and has always known her will. She will not remind her too many times. Something that shows distrust.

She did not take Q's body back to the warehouse. Now that this identity has been revealed in front of Batman, no weird clues can be caught by him, so she placed Q on the bed on the top floor and let her lie there. , sleeping soullessly.

Hopefully...if someone comes to see her and sees a 5-year-old girl lying on the bed that has always been considered Gin's private property, they won't have some

weird thoughts.

But soon, after tomorrow night, everyone will know who the leader of the black organization is.

Now, she had one more thing to deal with.

She had a great time playing the game with Batman, but there were more troubles to deal with afterwards.

Originally, she already had a dispensable attitude towards her identity as the daughter of Gotham's richest man, but now that Jason cares about her, she naturally has to protect this vest.

Yuna knows very well that once a secret has any risk of being leaked, it is no longer a secret. Therefore, Batman must not know that his daughter, who just returned home, took off his vest and allowed a sniper to almost destroy his supervillain BR with one shot.

And the black organization BOSS.

and Dita, a cadre of the black organization.

If Batman knows this, then the probability of Jason knowing increases infinitely.

Not to mention whether Jason would be familiar with and like her like this, the possible consequences of this would be contrary to her previous thoughts.

Other vests don't matter, except Yuna Wayne's cute vest, which can never roll over.

It will take a while to gather enough energy to deal with Batman's temptation.

And she also wanted to know why Jason appeared in the coffin alive and became so miserable in order to survive; but as Batman and an advisor to the Justice League, he knew nothing about it.

Today looks like another ordinary day at Wayne Manor.

Yuna originally didn't have many desires, and sometimes she could just sit there for an entire afternoon holding a book, which seemed very worry-free.

Tim looked at her figure sitting on the wicker chair in the garden, and squinted his eyes that were a little sore and dry from staying up late for too long. His tone was also a little erratic, but he could hear the calmness and calmness hidden in it: "Isn't there any clue about the identity exposure?"

"It's been a night, and there hasn't been any trouble." Bruce said calmly, his eyes as beautiful as a blue enchantress, when he didn't smile, he showed What came out was an almost cold steel blue color.

"Well," Tim said, "I'm actually a little suspicious of Nana."

Not a little skeptical.

But just like Yuna before, she was looking for evidence that could confirm this fact.

Bruce looked away and continued to play with the neat flowers and plants repaired by the housekeeper casually: "The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. BR does not seem to be hostile to us at the moment, but there is no guarantee that it will be in the future. This evening is especially true. You have to pay more attention to Na's banquet and protect her at all times."

He has exposed his identity. Batman has attracted too much hatred over the years. If something really happens, he must be the first to rush to the party. As he came, others still had time to buffer.

Dick should be back tomorrow night.

"I understand." Tim nodded.

No matter what, she is a Wayne. No matter whether she has anything to do with this plan or not, they will not let their relatives fall into danger.

Judging from what Batman has investigated, the world has not been peaceful in the past two days, and it seems to be a precursor to something stormy.

Time quickly advanced to that afternoon.

Yuna has been hiding this matter until now, but she already knew from Gin that there was news about her banquet tonight.

Gin told him that I'm afraid the banquet wouldn't be very peaceful.

She stayed in the room calmly for a while before Bruce knocked on the door.

Yuna lowered her eyes and allowed the stylists brought by Wayne to surround her. She carefully distinguished the smell. Sure enough, when several of them passed by, she smelled a flash of blood.

She raised the corners of her lips imperceptibly.

very good.

She wanted to see which little bug from some force had the guts to plan something at the banquet hosted by Wayne.

Whether it was aimed at her or Batman, they were destined to lose completely in this operation.

After the styling was completed and they had just enough time, Bruce drove the car himself to take Yuna to the banquet.

Ever since a fire burned down Wayne Manor on his birthday, when he held banquets and dances, he basically liked to hold them outside.

Anyway, at the banquets of Gotham's high society, you will encounter some thrilling things from time to time. It is better to harm places that have been destroyed countless times.

Tim had already arrived at the banquet in advance.

Bruce spoke in a low-key manner, but the car he drove was never low-key. Everything from the car to the license plate was particularly eye-catching. Before it stopped at the entrance of the hotel, countless flashlights were pointed at the car, and the sound of the shutter drowned out the sound of the shutter. .

The man who was so handsome and charming that he could make anyone in Gotham bow to him appeared first in the camera. He looked as dignified and elegant as ever, always with an intoxicating smile belonging to a prodigal, but he walked straight to the car door at the back. , opening the door as any driver had done for him before.

A white and delicate hand took hold of his outstretched hand. Just looking at the lines and arcs can make people's hearts flutter.

...It turns out that there really is a beauty who can make people fall into a trance just by looking at her hands.