"The Lost Star", which, according to Roy's current clues, sails into Gotham Harbor every Wednesday with a shipload of drugs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info According to the original plan, this Wednesday Winged Knight will intercept it.

But now the schedule is moving forward.

In the night, three black shadows flashed into the deck of the cargo ship one after another.

Roy turned on the floating screen of his mobile computer, and the blue fluorescent light outlined the entire ship's structure in detail.

"Do you remember your part?" He finally confirmed.

Barbra and Kassandra each nodded.

"Good. We each have a section in charge of a region with a focus on finding girls. Roy said, "The secondary task is to find **** Te, usually he is on the 'Lost Star' at this time on Tuesday." But most importantly, we must remember to keep a low profile and not let them know that we are coming. Otherwise, once they threaten the girl's life, things may be a little trickier. ”

"It's not that you can't handle it." Barbara said with a shrug.

"Minimize variables." Roy said, "It's important to be safe." ”

"Yes, Commander, you have the final say on the battlefield." Barbara winked mischievously at him.

Roy said solemnly, "Take it seriously, Batgirl." Benny Johnson may already be a criminal, but his daughter is innocent and shouldn't be involved. ”

"Of course I know, don't forget how long my sister has been in this business." Barbara said confidently, "Low-key is my sister's old business." ”

Roy smiled slightly: "Then act." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three of them were all moving like rabbits, and they rushed out in their respective directions in an instant.

Neither girl really needs to worry too much. Barbara is a very intelligent girl, and she is also one of the most senior members of the Bat family, being one of the first warriors to wear a cape. Such a task is a daily routine for her, and she does not need to explain too much, even if she is alone, she can complete the rescue mission perfectly.

Needless to say, Kassandra. Although she is the youngest and has not been in uniform for a long time, she is definitely beyond the scope of the word "excellent". Let her deal with a bunch of amateur-level thugs, which can almost be described as killing chickens with a knife.

A few minutes later, Barbara had silently swept the entire first deck. One after another, the guards fell, and not a single one made a sound.

After inspecting every room, including the warehouse, she quickly reported: "The girl is not there or the beer-bellied tycoon, but there are several boxes of drugs in stock." I've contacted the police anonymously and they should be on their way by now. ”

For a few minutes, Kassandra simultaneously swept the floor below deck. Not surprisingly, none of the soldiers were able to survive Kassandra's moves, and they were knocked to the ground one after another without even seeing the size and general shape of the black shadow of the attack. A poor fellow had his head swept against a metal wall and stubbornly tried to reach for the siren, only to be pinned to the wall with Kassandra's palm.

In the innermost grocery room, three gunmen guarded the blonde girl, one of whom pointed a gun at her head.

The girl hugged the teddy bear on her chest and curled up with her head down.

Time was running out, and there was still one hour left before the deadline left for Mr. Johnson to hand over the tape. If there is no good news in the last hour, she is finished.

Unless someone does something before that.

Kassandra crouched at the exit of the ventilation duct from the ceiling of the grocery room, taking in every detail of the room.

Three people, three guns, one of which was pointed at the girl's head.

It's too easy.

The moment the ventilation barrier was kicked down, Kassandra jumped down like a blackbird, her body like a black arrow flying towards the thug in front of the girl. The latter had no room to react at all, and the moment the gun was snatched away by the black shadow in front of him, the small but powerful fist slammed into the gangster's cheek, and a tooth flew out with a mouth full of spittle, and the guy immediately fainted.

The ventilation grille only "clanged" to the ground at this time.

The other two men hurriedly tried to turn their guns around, but it was too late. The black shadow pressed one person down like an eagle swooping on it, and then pressed his hands on the person's chest, and naturally rotated his arms as an axis, and his feet were together and his body stabbed straight at the last person like an arrow. After the gangster fired two indiscriminate shots, he was immediately kicked and smashed through the wall of the general store behind him with a "boom".

Gracefully landing, Kassandra turned and walked towards the frightened girl, kicking him out with a kick as she passed the thug who was lying on the ground and didn't seem to give up the idea of pulling out her dagger to sneak attack.

Kassandra crouched down in front of the shivering child who was hugging Teddy Bear and said softly, "It's all right." ”

The girl looked up, her tearful eyes as bright and clear as jewels.

"I want to ...... I miss Dad. She whispered.

For a moment, Kassandra seemed to see something else in the child's pupils, something familiar to her.

She saw another girl from ten years ago.

A girl with clear dark eyes, dark skin, and a pair of lively double ponytails, and a man with a fierce face who wears a wide and luxurious nightgown that is completely discordant on his body. That year, the girl was no more than seven or eight years old, and the small size of the tight black power suit outlined the muscle curves that should not belong to her age.

The man held a glass in one hand and poured himself sip of wine, while the other hand, which was rough and as large as a rag, covered the girl's eyes. The girl in the darkness in front of her gritted her teeth and tried to assemble the disassembled pistol in her hand.

It must be the strangest father-daughter interaction in the world, but it is enjoyed by both girls and men. Of course, Kassandra was the main character in the story ten years ago, and this scene seems to be deeply etched in my mind, and I still think about it from time to time.

And the most impressive part of her was when she finished assembling the gun with her eyes closed, and her father let go of his hand, looked at her, smiled approvingly, and drank the wine from his glass as if it were some kind of special affirmation.

At that time, she will show the most innocent, bright smile, like a child who has received the supreme reward from his father.

Of course, Batman had already told her that her father was a bad guy, a killer who didn't blink, and she had already taken the initiative to distance herself from that man.

But sure enough, sometimes I can't help but miss the old days from the bottom of my heart, right? In a house where only two people live, the only daily activities except training are eating and sleeping, and if it were anyone else, I am afraid that this could not be a more miserable childhood. But if Kassandra had to say it herself, it was the most precious time she remembered.

If there is such a thing as fate, it is often dramatic, because it always likes to joke.

While Kassandra remembered the man, her father, David Cain, was climbing from the side of the cargo ship and jumping onto the deck. (To be continued.) )