Chapter 3365 (1/2)
The orangutan detective nodded silently and had to admit that the death knell was right. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for a guy to be a traitor once he wanted to go to war.
The kind of smart man who cherishes his life will not offend Batman and the death knell at the same time.
As for Mr. excellence, will he deliberately go against the death knell thinking? No, because it's too troublesome. Michael hates trouble, so his intelligence can only be used in scientific research. He doesn't have even a little tactical ability.
Even if trouble comes to him, he can hide and push others if he can't.
So the clue to the can of soybeans was just thrown out by him as trouble?
”Are you talking about Mr. excellence? He's not a traitor. I can guarantee him.” on the other side, Haley rubbed the death knell's arm and closed her eyes comfortably in the face of the sunset: ”seriously, the black brother you said has a high IQ, but he bought it with emotional intelligence. A person who can't even maintain interpersonal relationships can't be a spy.”
Bobo looked at the crazy woman curiously, looked at her pale little face and asked, ”I didn't know how familiar you were with Michael before. Why were you willing to guarantee him?”
The last ray of glow on the horizon flashed through the gaps of thick dark clouds. The smell of dust occupied more senses, and everything seemed to become suddenly dark.
”Ha, is it my turn at last? Thank you! I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!”
Harry, who was also born in the dark, rubbed her hands excitedly, stretched out her little tongue to lick her lips, breathed out and inhaled, and then her two corners of her mouth turned down:
”Because... I'm Harry Quinn! Ha ha ha!”
As soon as she said this, she felt great, and finally realized the happiness of Batman. She was very happy to see the helpless face of the orangutan and the despair of ”listening to your words is like listening to your words”.
No wonder the death knell often plays with this stem. It's just fun!
The orangutan detective doesn't intend to go deep into this topic. It's just asking for trouble.
Besides, the death knell has brought itself into the multiverse 3. Obviously, it doesn't intend to care about the traitors.
”You seem to believe that the green arrow can find the internal enemy, so let's do it. I'm not a member of the positive alliance, and I don't have any combat power that can be said on the table. Alas, it's a plug-in survey instrument that runs errands.”
”Don't belittle yourself, Bobo. You're not only a detective plug-in, but also our little pet. Let me make you laugh?”
Harry was a little distressed to see the late appearance of the hero of the orangutan. She quickly took him off the shoulder of the death knell and put him aside. She took out her red and was ready to draw a big smiling face for him, which also made him happy.
“NO！！！”
Bobo showed the same expression as in the famous oil painting cry. His refusal was so firm, but Haley, as a psychologist who worked in Arkham, had long been immune to all kinds of screams.
So, one person and one monkey began to wrestle between height differences.
Haley was condescending. Her hands were holding lipstick like a dagger, approaching the orangutan's face, while Bobo clamped the lipstick tube with the action of ”entering the white blade with empty hands” and bared her teeth in a stalemate with the crazy woman. Both arms began to tremble violently because of force.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the team was so harmonious, Su Ming also smiled with satisfaction. He took a puff of smoke, snuffed out the cigarette butts and put them away. Instead, he looked at the black orchids behind him:
”Not yet? Alba, the red of all living beings makes me wait a little long.”