After the group wear, I became the group darling of the big guys

"How does it feel?" When Furniture woke up, the servant was holding a cup of hot tea and sipping it in small sips. Furniture shook her dizzy head slightly, and she tentatively stretched out a finger, and a crystal clear water drop appeared in Furniture's hand.

From Zhongli's perspective, although the original human body still retains its human appearance, the source of power has changed from the Eye of God to the Heart of God hidden in the girl's heart.

Although this is not a good thing, it is enough for Funina now.

"Feeling...not bad?" Funina waved away the water droplets uncertainly.

"So, do the Fools need to celebrate the re-coronation of the Water God?" the servant joked.

Finina shook her head. "The fewer people who know that I took back my power, the better. Besides, I only possess the power and authority of the Water God now. Theoretically, if the throne is destroyed, there will no longer be a Water God in the world."

"Now that the problem has been perfectly solved, I will take my leave first. Linnie, you stay here to receive the detective members who will arrive in the next few days. Femini and Linnet, come with me."

"Okay, father." Linnet and Femini stood up and followed the servants. Linnet tilted his head and looked at the two gods in front of him who were calm and composed. He said innocently, "Are there any guest rooms?"

"Of course, just let Count Uther take you there." Finina snapped her fingers, and an octopus wearing a tall hat appeared beside her. He even gave Linnie a gentleman's salute and took the magician upstairs to choose a room.

***

Shi Ning didn't know about the chaos on the cruise ship. She was helpless now because she was captured by the Joker, whom she hadn't seen for a few days. She was even tied to the cross-sea bridge between Gotham and Metropolis, only a few meters away from the border of Metropolis.

Even Geto Suguru was tied to another rope.

A little fox is not the Joker's favorite candidate for chaotic aesthetics, so it is just a gift. The real focus is on the other side of the cross-sea bridge, where the still restless boy, Robin, is tied up.

"Hi Uncle Clown, dear little bird, don't you want to know how important you are to the little bat? I think you should care about it. It's okay. Uncle Clown is here to help you care about it."

The man with his face painted as colorfully as the clown was dancing around, and the madness of the criminals was perfectly highlighted by him. He was simply the embodiment of the chaos of the entire Gotham, the criminal king of Gotham.

As for how Shi Ning was tied here - that's very simple.

Although she had received systematic and professional training, she had absolutely no ability to resist poison. Compared with those crazy chemists in Gotham, a bottle of knockout drug could knock her down.

When she opened her eyes again, she and her little fox were hanging in the air, with Robin struggling across from them.

Ah, what a hell of a start this is.

Shi Ning complained expressionlessly, and all his weapons were taken away by the Joker Gang.

"Don't be afraid, Batman will definitely rescue you." Robin was still comforting Shi Ning in a cheerful tone.

"Little Bat, I know you're listening. Oh damn, you're always like this, hiding in the dark. Why don't you fall? You should be a bastard just like me." The Joker muttered in dissatisfaction. He walked back and forth on the viaduct anxiously, waiting for the opponent he should be waiting for.

Suddenly, the Joker raised his hand, and the red button of the remote control on it was particularly conspicuous in the darkness. He looked in the direction of Metropolis with malice and shouted loudly: "Gotham doesn't need Superman! If you dare to step over, Uncle Joker guarantees that the whole of Gotham will become a firework for the little bat!"

The red figure stopped urgently. She had a beautiful and perfect body, face, curly hair, a red cloak and an S logo on her chest. However, Shi Ning turned his head away with an expressionless face.

I wanted to say this when I saw it before, the aesthetic taste of the God on Earth seems... not what an earthling should have. The weird combination makes people's heads hurt.

"Joker, you can't do this." Superman floated in the air with an extremely serious expression, and he kept scanning the buildings of Gotham with his perspective.

The buildings here are basically old-style buildings with a huge amount of lead. Almost every building has some of it. Superman has no way of determining where the bomb is. He can only try his best to stabilize this crazy clown.

"I told you, Gotham doesn't need the interference of flying mosquitoes from Metropolis! This is a game between me and Bat-Child!"

"Joker." A low, hoarse voice came along with the sound of brakes. The Dark Knight knocked the Joker to the ground with a swift movement, snatched the remote from his hand, and threw it to Robin who had broken free at some point.

The skinny little boy was extremely agile. The moment he broke free from the rope, he turned over and grabbed the overpass. He caught the remote control thrown to him, took out screws and scissors from various parts of his body, and disassembled the remote control.

Shi Ning, who was hanging beside him, looked at him in confusion, as if it was a magic trick, and couldn't help but ask: "How did you take out these things?"

Robin didn't even raise his head, concentrating on defusing the Joker bomb, and said vaguely: "Because Batman has a magic belt, Robin naturally has one too."

"And - I think nail clippers are very useful, aren't they?" Robin winked at Shi Ning. He did not choose to let Shi Ning go because now was really not a good time. Although there was Superman, no one knew whether the Joker had prepared new gifts, such as - kryptonite.

"Batman, the remote control is fake!" Robin suddenly shouted loudly. The disassembled remote control was just an empty shell.

When Batman heard this, his fists became more fierce, and his black armor hit the Joker's face and body hard, but the Joker just laughed.

"Hahahaha, little bat, if you kill me, you will become like us, hahaha. If you had come a little later, you might have witnessed the fall of another little bird and died at the hands of Uncle Clown, hahahaha."

If it were in the past, such a provocation by the Joker would surely have brought about a more brutal revenge from Batman. The dead bird has always been a scar in his heart that he could not get over. Even the appearance of a third bird by his side could not heal the pain. But now - Jason Todd, his second generation Robin is back and lying in Wayne Manor.

Batman picked up the Joker and pushed him against the iron pillar, saying hoarsely and fiercely: "Where is the remote control?"

"You want to know, little bat? Let the flying mosquito help you."

"B, there's too much lead here. I can't see clearly." Superman's worried voice sounded in the league's internal communicator.