The Death Knell

There was only one sound of breathing in the windowless room. There was a mattress directly on the floor, and the cartoon quilt on it was slowly rising and falling with the breathing.

A man is sleeping on a mattress, and judging by his breathing rate, he is sleeping deeply.

The door suddenly opened a crack, and a slender figure flashed in from the outside world. A brief light illuminated the spider web behind the door, making the eight-legged animal move a few steps, and then everything returned to darkness.

Weak footsteps sounded in the room, basically the sound of debris on the ground touching metal.

The figure stood quietly in front of the mattress, as if trying to see the person lying down clearly, but the atmosphere was very strange, like a killer in a horror movie.

Several minutes passed, and the figure still made no movement, standing there like a wooden sculpture, leaving an even darker area in the darkness.

"Diana, don't look at me like that."

The person on the mattress suddenly sat up, covered his forehead, looked exhausted, and said in a very helpless tone.

"Are you awake?"

Diana took off her hood, folded her hands on her chest, and said quietly.

Su Ming stretched his neck. His proposal to live here was very sudden. Harry didn't have any extra pillows to give him. He pulled the quilt and fell down again: "No."

"Are you sleepwalking?" Diana tilted her head and looked at him with contempt.

"Yes." Su Ming turned over and turned his back to Diana.

Diana sat down cross-legged, pulled out her Vulcan sword, and slowly sharpened it with a whetstone: "Then I'll wait for you."

Bah...bah...bah...

Not only was the sound of sharpening the sword, but the sparks were about to splash on Su Ming's back. How could he sleep? Not to mention that Diana carried a terrible resentment, just like a wraith, and Su Ming was frozen awake the moment she entered the door.

He thought it was Harley or Ivy who couldn't help but attack him at night, but it was Diana who came in with a frosty face.

Su Ming wasn't sure that Diana didn't know what happened before, and naturally he couldn't take the initiative to say anything, but the look in his eyes was like a heat vision, making his skin burn, and he finally had to speak first.

"Okay, what are you here for? The flood has just subsided, don't you plan to take a rest?" Su Ming turned over and lay helplessly looking at the ceiling.

"I have some questions for you."

Diana stopped what she was doing and put away the Vulcan Sword.

"......what is the problem?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Su Ming's one eye, and the God Killer instantly appeared under the cartoon quilt and turned into the shape of a frying pan.

Diana sighed and looked deeply into Su Ming's one eye: "You know what I want to ask."

"No, I do not know."

Su Ming shook his head slowly, smiled slightly and closed his eyes. He moved his fingers secretly. He had just taken his body back and needed to get used to the strength.

"Someone has to speak first." Diana took off her shield from behind, and there were still some scratches on it from the Upside Down.

"At this point, it doesn't matter who speaks first." Su Ming's eyes were melancholy and deep. If he couldn't do it, he could only use hypnosis (physics)...

I don’t know when the conversation between the two turned into Wong Kar-Wai style. This is not a good situation.

Diana didn't notice Su Ming's small movements. She touched the surface of the shield, and the light of God's metal was covered in the darkness: "If you had a secret, would you tell others? Or secretly tell it to a tree hole?"

Su Ming pretended to be dead expressionlessly, looking at the ceiling blankly, as if some small insect was flying past his eyes.

"Perhaps, it will be placed on a certain train heading to 2046..."

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Diana tilted her head, showing an incomprehensible expression. What is all this?

She indeed obtained Su Ming's movements from the Hall of Justice host and knew that he had temporarily stayed in Harley's apartment. Although she was a little surprised as to why Deathstroke did this, she knew that he always had a reason for doing what he did.

She flew directly from Washington to New York, and then got in through the third-floor window.

At this time, Harley and Ivy had fallen asleep on the big bed in the living room hugging each other. Although Ivy didn't need to sleep most of the time, maybe she was too tired today, so her head was placed on Harley's arm and there was no movement.

Harley, on the other hand, slept very dishonestly. Her whole body was spread out in a large shape, occupying a large area.

Diana didn't see Su Ming on the big bed, and she felt a lot more relaxed for no reason. Then she walked to the storage room because there was the sound of someone breathing in there.

Sure enough, after opening the door, he saw Deathstroke lying on a shoddy mattress like a corpse, covered with a ridiculous circus quilt.

But for some reason, when she saw this scene, she felt a lot of resentment in her heart, as if Deathstroke owed her something, and she showed murderous intent for a moment.

She found that Deathstroke was awake keenly, and it was not appropriate for her to enter because it was difficult to enter a man's room in the middle of the night; but it was also inappropriate to retreat. Maybe Deathstroke knew the secret of the integration, and time was precious now.

She clenched her teeth and walked to the mattress in a strange way, waiting for the other party to ask first. But Deathstroke didn't know why, he just pretended to be asleep, and the two of them were exhausted.

Amazon never refuses competition!

Although I don’t know the rules of the competition, and I don’t know why the competition is happening, whoever moves or speaks first loses!

Deathstroke's posture was obviously more energy-saving, so Diana began to apply pressure with her eyes. Sure enough, sweat broke out on Deathstroke's head, which was pretending to be asleep.

He lost.

With Deathstroke's wisdom, he could definitely guess what he wanted to ask when he came in the middle of the night. She didn't have much money, but she was too embarrassed to ask Deathstroke to help her for free, so she decided to let him guess.

Sharpening swords and repairing shields showed him that even his weapons and equipment were damaged and he had no money to repair them. He was so poor.

But there was something wrong with Death Knell today. He seemed to have become a lot more melancholy, and he was always talking in circles.

After saying something about the train, Diana finally realized that the two of them were not talking about the same thing!

She placed the shield on the floor and reached out to pull her long hair: "I'm here to ask you about the integration."

"Huh? Is this it?"

"Huh?" Diana put her shield on her back, stood up, and patted the dust on her boots: "What did you think it was?"

"No... I thought you came to ask me to have a dinner together." Su Ming put away the God Killer and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "The flood has receded and everyone has basically returned to normal. Justice League Don’t you plan to hold a celebration party?”

Diana pulled up her hood and signaled Deathstroke to go out and talk. There was also the little lunatic Harley outside, and there were some things that were not convenient for her to hear.

"Even if the chef is a minotaur, it's too late to eat at three in the middle of the night. Why don't we go flying in the sky for a while?"