With that, Luke straightened up and sped up to run to the rooftop on one side of the building. He jumped up from the edge of the rooftop and ordered, "Activate angel wings."
With a click, two sharp and simple silver-white wings popped out from the armor on his back.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, a white figure with wings on his back streaked across the square outside the court and disappeared into the buildings hundreds of meters away.
"What's that?"
"An angel!"
"That's an angel! He saved us, punished Dukhovich, and then left. "
"Praise the Lord for giving us the power to defeat the devil …"
Inside the rooftop, the police officers who had watched Luke leave at close range were all silent.
A moment later, one of them asked carefully, "Boss, do you think this guy is interested in you?"
Bang!
His head was kicked into the wall by the squad leader.
Of course, he was wearing a bulletproof helmet, so he was fine.
Everyone else burst into laughter. 'This idiot! Doesn't she know that Captain hates it when people talk about her gender?'
Luke, however, was in a good mood.
Compared with Batman's cape, these wings made of special material were more suitable for flight, but they also needed more power.
The glider could fly for a while without power, but if the angel wings didn't have power, they would fall off at any moment.
However, even if it needed an hour to charge and five minutes to fly, it was enough.
Luke didn't plan to use it for travel; it was just an effective supplement for combat.
A certain tycoon hadn't thought of a real warframe flying technology yet. He had to wait a little longer.
In less than a minute, he flew several kilometers in the air and successfully disappeared into the buildings of the city.
Ten minutes later, he got into a taxi. "To the station."
Luke appeared on the streets of Paris before nightfall.
Thinking for a moment, he dialed a number. "Elena, it's me."
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before she shouted in delight, "Luke, why did you call me?"
Luke was amused. "I can call you once in a while. Hm, can I ask you out for a cup of coffee? "
"What?" Elena was even more surprised. "Wait, you're in Paris?!"
Luke said, "I'm here on a last-minute trip. My flight's tomorrow night."
Elena asked, "Where are you? I'm coming for you. "
Luke said, "Downstairs."
Elena said, "Wait."
A moment later, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and then the anti-theft door was pushed open with a bang and slammed against the wall.
With a smile on his face, a plump body threw itself into Luke's arms. "You're really here! God! I'm not dreaming, am I? "
He hugged the warm and soft body and walked into the door. "Let's go. Remember when you told me that Paris wasn't safe at night? "
Elena was about to cry, but she couldn't help but giggle. "You still remember?"
Luke closed the door with a smile and put her on his back. There was a kind-hearted girl who picked me up from the street. How could I forget? "
Elena hugged him tightly. "Damn it, have you had a lot of girlfriends? Why are their sweet nothings so pleasant to hear! "
Luke hurriedly denied it. "No, I just met an interesting old man. He's a man."
Elena asked, "What kind of person is he?"
Luke said, "He's ugly, but his wife is a beauty. It took him less than a week to turn her into his wife. They're very loving now."
Elena said, "Wow, no wonder you're so sweet. So you learned it from him?"
Luke said, "I haven't had any coffee yet. Are you sure I'm sweet?"
Elena said, "Then let me confirm it first …"
…
It was drizzling in Paris that night.
Seeing Luke return with freshly brewed coffee, Elena sighed in satisfaction. "I still remember that it was raining when we had coffee last time."
Luke moved the table next to their heads and added sugar and milk unhurriedly. He chuckled and said, "That's right. The apartment next door is exactly the same as when I left. Even the coffee I bought is still there. You're not using it as a storage room, are you?"
Elena didn't say anything.
Of course, she wouldn't say that after Luke left, she hadn't rented out the apartment next door, and had simply left it untouched.
Apart from cleaning regularly, she liked to rest there and drink a small pot of coffee when she had nothing to do.
It wasn't wrong to call it a storage room. It was a place where she stored her beautiful memories, including the coffee he bought.
She lay lazily in Luke's arms and they chatted about what had happened in the past few days.
Of course, it was mainly Elena who said that Luke could talk about a lot of things, but it wasn't the right time to talk about his daily work.
After a while, the topic shifted to the Los Angeles earthquake, and then naturally to Batman.
Luke wouldn't avoid talking about Batman.
It would be strange for anyone to deliberately avoid the topic of Batman.
But Elena suddenly said, "Actually, Batman is a little like you."
Stunned, Luke raised his hand and pointed at his nose. "Like … me?"
Elena pulled his hand down with a smile and put it back in place. "I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly had this feeling after I saw those videos and photos of Batman."
Luke was lost for words for a moment. "Is this an artist's intuition?"
Elena chuckled. "Maybe. I keep putting the two of you together when I'm painting. Do you want to see it? "
Luke nodded and got up slightly. He reached out and picked up a stack of sketches from a corner of the wall not far away.
Looking at the situation above, he smiled. "You're Batman, okay? How is it like me? "
Elena nodded matter-of-factly. "I'm drawing from Batman's videos and photos. Of course it's like him. Look at the second last picture."
Luke flipped to the last two pictures, and his heart skipped a beat.
The first one was the earliest black angel he had drawn on a rainy night.
He had seen it before.
The second one was probably the first Batman that Elena had drawn after reading the news about him.
The characters were different, but the movements and the composition were exactly the same.
To put it bluntly, it was like two different people had been photoshopped with the same background.
Holding the two sketches in his hand, Luke pondered for a moment.
Elena leaned against him. "You're not happy?"
Luke sighed. "Another powerful opponent has appeared to steal your attention. How can I be happy?"
Elena instantly burst out laughing and didn't forget to punch him in the chest. "Damn it, if I have the chance, I have to meet the love master you speak of. What kind of spell did he cast on you?"
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