The Death Knell

Chapter 11 Communication Room

Barbara was nervous now.

After Batgirl left that day, at Barbara's own request, Gordon had to take her with him to work.

Instead of letting her work in the police station, let her help in the communications room as a volunteer, without any salary or special care from others.

In fact, with Gordon's position and prestige, let alone arranging for his daughter to become a police officer, even if he wanted to make Barbara the next director, there would be people who would support him.

But he didn't do that. The police station serves the citizens, not his family. If he uses his power arbitrarily, what is the difference between him and the people he hates the most?

Barbara naturally knew that she was very happy to be able to help the police station and her father as a volunteer.

So when she came here half a month ago, she worked very hard to do what she could. She has unparalleled computer knowledge, which is one of the best even in Gotham. This is exactly where she can shine.

Colleagues quickly accepted her, not because she was the chief's daughter or because of the misfortunes she had experienced, but because she was highly skilled and a really nice person.

Barbara in this world would not know that in other parallel universes, she was also a superhero. She had been active as Batgirl for a long time. After her spine was broken by the Joker, she changed her name to Oracle and became Batman's primary technical and intelligence supporter.

She is also the founder of the Birds of Prey, the intelligence officer of the Suicide Squad, a good friend of Supergirl, and a non-staff member of the Justice League. At the same time, because of her relationship with Batman, she has given birth to almost all the super heroes except for the technical nerds of The Flash. Heroes have provided technological support.

Simply don't be too busy.

However, under the influence of the great will of Earth Minus 11, anyone except Bliss will unconsciously give up the idea of ​​becoming a superhero.

Barbara here thinks that dressing herself up as a bat is quite perverted.

However, at this time, she desperately wished that she was a superhero instead of a powerless hacker.

About ten minutes ago, a group of men in black raided the police station. Although Barbara noticed them on the surveillance camera and issued an early warning, the response speed of the police officers was worrying.

During the raid, the police officers suffered a large number of casualties in the first encounter. The other party's firepower was so strong that all the cameras were destroyed. Barbara could only understand the situation through the radio and the police officers.

Colleagues locked Barbara and other male police officers in the communications room, because this and the armory were the strongest places in the police station. Then they went out to stop the enemy and asked her to find a way to contact the army or the Amazon Council outside the city.

Unfortunately, the enemy was well prepared, and they immediately cut off all connections between the police station and the outside world. In this case, Barbara felt that she was not only a lame, but also mute and deaf.

She was confined to a wheelchair, trying over and over again to find a way to contact the outside world.

The Internet was cut off, the phone calls were jammed, and there was no telegraph machine. She wished she could have a carrier pigeon or something at her fingertips now.

She could probably only hope that someone would discover what was going on here and contact the outside army, but she also understood that in such a stormy midnight, no one would notice anything going on here.

Perfect time to commit a crime.

She could only listen to the gunshots and screams outside through the door, and her heart could not help but fall into the abyss.

But soon, the shouts outside changed, and the content of the words was no longer the noise of battle, but turned into exclamation or other words.

"Oh my god! She's so fast!"

"My supreme god Zeus!"

"Ah, stop him!"

"Help! It's a funeral..."

Barbara, who was worried, soon discovered that there was silence outside, and the gunshots and shouts had stopped.

What's wrong? What's going on outside? How are your colleagues doing?

Her brain was spinning rapidly, but the tense environment and the crying of the male colleagues in the house made it impossible for her to concentrate and she was so confused.

At this moment, she heard strange laughter and humming from outside the door, which reminded her of Rigoletto, and the terrifying feeling made her stunned. It was as if the pain in her back suddenly started again. She thought of herself being hit by a gun and falling to the ground in pain in the hands of the Fool. She fell into the memory of fear and couldn't extricate herself.

At this time, another voice sounded, as if to remind the hummer to use less explosives, which made Barbara wake up.

Barbara immediately retreated and hid behind the table, preparing to avoid the explosion. At the same time, she was also looking around for weapons to defend herself.

Unfortunately, those who were locked in the room with her were some male colleagues from internal administrative affairs, a few forensic doctors, and a cleaner. None of them were equipped with guns. There were probably only a few weapons in the whole room. chair and her laptop.

She held the computer in her arms.

"boom!!!"

The door was blown open, the air flow pushed the door hard against the wall, and the door shaft made a deformed squeaking sound.

But Barbara couldn't hear it anymore. It was the first time she faced an explosion at such a close range. Her ears were ringing and stars were shining in her eyes.

She could only lie on the table, dimly watching the two figures walking in from the smoke and looking at the situation in the room.

"I won without Gordon."

One of them said, taking off his weapon from his back, and walking toward the male police officers against the wall with malicious intent.

Barbara shook her head and struggled to sit up. She was Gordon's daughter and would not just give in. She wanted to protect her friends.

"Don't bully men! If you have anything, come at me!"

Her voice made the figure walking towards the wall pause for a moment, as if he heard something disgusting, and kept rubbing his arms, as if his whole body was covered with hair and needed to be pressed down.

The nervous behavior of the visitor made the male police officers cry even harder, and some of them fainted from fright.

Because unlike Barbara who was so shocked that her vision was blurred, they were huddled in the corner and buried in pain from beginning to end, but they could clearly see the black and yellow armor and knew what identity it represented——

The most notorious mercenary in the world, the super killer with a 100% mission completion rate, Deathstroke!

Deathstroke is not often active in Gotham because it is not the center of the world. It is just a city on the east coast of North America. Deathstroke has customers all over the world.

But this does not affect the people of Gotham to remember Deathstroke, because she is so strong in martial arts and so smart that even Batgirl can't catch her.

These police officers responsible for administrative work have never been to the scene. They only heard from their colleagues that Deathstroke had done business in Gotham several times, and wherever he went, there were corpses and rivers of blood. Not only the mission target, but also the target’s subordinates and family members, and even the target’s pet dog were shot...

If Cindy knew that she was like this in Gotham's rumors, she would definitely laugh out loud. She is actually not willing to kill too many people when dealing with targets.

For example, after killing a gangster, you can keep his younger brothers. Maybe one of the younger brothers can inherit the territory and career. Then her client will hire Deathstroke to solve the problem, so that you can make money many times. Already?

Just like cutting leeks, the value of a younger brother is different from that of a big brother. Cindy is not afraid of the trouble of making money, and hopes to have as many such troubles as possible.

At this time, Cindy seemed to have discovered a new world. She looked at Barbara up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that I won the bet. There is indeed a 'Gordon' here."

Su Ming was upset by these crying men. He had never seen so many men gathering together and crying bitterly. He felt so sick, so when he entered the door, he wanted to knock them out. He could use more strength this time, maybe let them I fainted for ten days and a half.

As a result, a woman in the room told him not to bully men and to come at her if anything happened, which made his whole body break out in goosebumps.

He turned to look at the woman who had just spoken, guessing that she should be the target of the people in black.

She is a woman rather than a girl. She is about seventeen or eighteen years old, much younger than Cindy, and looks gentle and quiet.

She wore nerdy square glasses, two braided braids, and a red sweater that was off the thread, with a white-on-pink-striped plaid shirt underneath, which was very rustic.

However, her skin is very fair, which is also the benefit of being a home girl, and her facial features are actually pretty, but she is not dressed up at all.

He saw her wheelchair, and when Cindy said she won the bet, Su Ming knew the girl's identity.

"Barbara Gordon?"

Although the tone is questioning, Su Ming has actually confirmed that for a character like Barbara who appears in almost every Bat special issue, although she looks a little different in reality and in the comics, her unique temperament and characteristics are still exposed. she.

"Who are you?" Barbara felt that the man had given up bullying the male police officers, and she was secretly relieved, but she was not sure about what her future would be like.

Su Ming looked around. The smoke and dust caused by the explosion in the room had not yet settled. He felt that Barbara in this world seemed a little stupid.

"Then put on your glasses and see for yourself who I am."

Barbara rubbed her eyes, wiped the dust off her glasses, and took a closer look.

"!!!"

As the director's daughter, she naturally has some understanding of the criminals Gordon once talked about.

Several of them had been specifically told by Gordon that they were particularly dangerous among criminals, so if Barbara saw any of them, she should hurry to the police station and hide them.

Among them are Rigoletto, Lei Xiaogu, Mad Hatter and others, most of whom are madmen or cold-blooded killers. Of course, the most dangerous mercenary in the world, Deathstroke, is also indispensable.

Cindy had come to Gotham several times to do business, and then left. When the police arrived, the bodies were cold, the crime scenes were all contaminated with blood, and there was no evidence at all. Batgirl fought against her, but she knocked her unconscious and was no match for her.

When Bliss was ready, she planned to catch Cindy on the spot the next time she committed a crime, but she found that Cindy's fighting method had changed again the second time, and she had succeeded again.

Time and time again, the knell is like a drifting shadow. If it weren't for the fact that Rigoletto kept appearing in Bliss's dreams, Deathstroke would be a frequent visitor in her nightmares.

Unable to fight or catch, Death Knell always made people fearful, like the bat in her own heart.

These are what Batwoman told Gordon, and Gordon also told Barbara. She still remembers Gordon saying this:

"In fact, Deathstroke is also a madman, but she is a calm madman. She never thinks there is anything wrong with killing. People will die while they are alive. She just speeds up the process and regards herself as a porter of nature."

Of course, at this time, Barbara thought of her father's words, which did not help her situation at all, but made her even more panicked.

One death knell costs a life, and here are two!

Wait...two Deathstrokes?

Barbara took off her glasses again and patted her head hard. She suspected that she had a concussion and was actually seeing double images.

As a result, she struggled a lot and found that the death knell in front of her eyes had not diminished, so she tilted her head cutely and started thinking.

Could it be that Deathstroke completed those impossible assassinations before because they were actually a killer combination or killer organization? One Deathstroke leads Batwoman around town while the other takes the opportunity to kill his target?

Barbara felt that she had discovered the truth, and at the same time, a great panic struck her heart. It seemed that she knew some secret that should not be known, and she would definitely be silenced!

I still have a lot of things I want to do, I haven't met my biological mother yet, I...

Seeing her in a daze, Su Ming simply knocked out the other police officers with electric batons, and the world finally became peaceful.

"Which one of you is the death knell?" Barbara did not wait for the kill. Instead, the two death knells looked at her with interest. She hugged her computer tightly, as if that thing could give her a sense of security.

She saw other police officers lying limply in the corner. Fortunately, there was no blood flowing out, indicating that they were probably fine.

"I am, he is not." Cindy quickly took a few steps forward and occupied Su Ming's original position.

Su Ming shrugged. This was her world anyway. She could say whatever she wanted. It was already an objective fact that she was the death knell. It would be useless if she refused to admit it.

"What on earth are you doing at the police station? This is not the place you should be." Barbara said seriously to Cindy with an expression on her face that she was planning to die heroically.

Cindy was a little surprised. It seemed that Commissioner Gordon’s daughter was really courageous. No wonder she could survive facing the jester: “We originally came to see your father. We need his help with some things, but it seems that he is not here. Police station?”

"Don't even think about knowing the location of my father. Just kill me." When Barbara heard that she was looking for her father, she immediately refused.

Shaking her head, Cindy had no intention of killing her.

As Gordon's daughter, she should be a valuable target. She will not kill her if no one pays for it. And now she has a mission, which is to prevent the destruction of the world. This is the most fundamental thing.

"I don't know if you saw those guys in the corridor. They are wearing black suits. They should be from a well-organized gang." Su Ming decided to change his method and use softer language to obtain information: "And their target It's you, and of course your father. I'm going to go out and destroy the equipment used to block the signal in their car. See if you can still contact him now?"

As long as the phone call is open, Su Ming and Cindy can just wait and see. How can Gordon abandon his daughter?

If they can't get through, it means that Su Ming's inference is true. Gordon has been kidnapped. Then Barbara must find a way to save him. It would be better if she could directly call the bat.

This is conspiracy.

Barbara was noncommittal, and Su Ming planned to go out, but Cindy took the initiative to take on the task of destroying the equipment and asked him to stay and communicate with Barbara. Men in this world always have some advantages in communication.

Looking at the girl in the wheelchair, Su Ming didn't know what to say. He was a bad guy, and the police chief's daughter probably hated him.

Time passed like this, until Cindy came back humming a little tune. Not only did she go out and blow up the signal jammer, she also restored the network connection in the police station building.

Her whole body became wet, and her armor kept dripping water: "There is a mole among your colleagues. It should be among the people in the corner. I found that the network was physically cut off from inside the police station... ..How about it, have you reached any consensus while I’m out for a while?”

What consensus can be reached? Does it count for two people to sit quietly in a room together?