Chapter 368 (1/2)
”Whatever you say, master night.”
make complaints about orangutan detective and Diana. Tracey can't help Tucao, you are the boss here. Do you still have to pay for drinking?
Since you don't have to pay, what are the pints to emphasize.
Bobo was very unhappy to put the glass on the bar, the heavy bar made a dull sound.
”Damn it, Tracy. I told you not to call me that.”
Diana pursed her lips. ”She said night master
The orangutan took the glass, turned it on the bar with his fingers, lowered his head and said, ”you saw that, almost in front of us. Jim gave us the back... And then he was killed by a pervert Batman with a decorative mask.”
”Only he is the master of the night. I inherited his sword, his bar, and a magic dimension Maia, which is a heavy responsibility, but his name should follow him away.”
As the orangutan detective said, he pulled out a sword from his coat pocket, as if it had been taken out of a different space.
Although it is called night blade, it is a shining magic sword.
”You want to protect a dimension?” Diana never knew how to maintain a magic dimension, so she felt a lot of pressure on Bobo's responsibility.
The orangutan slapped the night blade on the bar as if he had pressed down a pair of cards. He took a sip of his wine glass and frowned.
”It's not bad, actually, to drink at the place where your best friend died and to have a huge sword of duty hanging over your head.”
Looking at the pain on the orangutan's face, Diana was a little impatient: ”Tracy shouldn't have joked about it.”
Bobo quickly covered up his grief, and he turned his attention back to the glass: ”I once knew her father, Teri serting, codenamed” the devil. ”He always insisted that I was not a monkey, but some comedian in a holster... Tracy was a good kid if she hadn't turned my beer into apple juice.”
Punk Girl crooked her head and showed a sly smile: ”that's not apple juice.”
Bobo rolled his eyes and turned to Diana again. ”I think about it carefully. She's a demon. Can you call the Justice League against her?”
”Ha.” Diana smiles, at least forgetting that the bar hasn't changed.
”Well, let's talk about something happier, like a corpse.” Bobo put on his detective cap and jumped off the stool.
You can't drink this wine. Tracy will turn all his beer into apple juice.
”Well?” Diana didn't understand the meaning of the orangutan detective for a while.
”I mean, you found a lot of witch's bodies before, right? Where are they now?”
”I informed justice alliance that logistics personnel will take the body back to the dark justice alliance headquarters underground in justice hall.”
Diana gets it. Bobo wants to see the body and maybe find something.
The so-called logistics personnel are actually the former Black Hawk squadron. After they were recruited by Zhenglian, they could not be used much. Batman assigned them to deal with the aftermath.
Such as saving people from collapsed buildings, or compensating other heroes for accidental damage.
”OK, let's go. I know I'm not Sargon, the great mage you're looking for, but I'm the only one here.” Bobo smoothed the hair on his face with his palm to make himself more energetic: ”but I won the title of orangutan detective, not because of my handsome appearance. Let's investigate now.”
”Of course, you didn't notice me all the time.” The magic woman scratched her temples and pointed to the darkness behind her.