The full text was only the price of half a cup of milk tea. Did she really have the nerve to read a pirated article?
Rania didn't know so much for the time being,
She didn't know that she spent her first night in Weyne Manor under the gaze of the surveillance cameras,
She only knew one fatal problem now.
She had insomnia.
At two o'clock in the morning, she was lying in bed,
She tossed and turned in pain.
"..."
The quilt that had bulged into a small hill was quiet at first, then it began to undulate, and the frequency became faster and faster,
Finally, the movement stopped,
A moment later,
A furry head reluctantly popped out of the quilt.
The little girl slowly crawled out of the quilt with a head of messy black hair,
She sat on the bed, full of low pressure. She looked around, put the base of her palm against her forehead, and sighed softly.
Rania didn't recognize the bed,
If she recognized the bed, with the frequency at which they used to run all over the world, she wouldn't have survived until today. All along, Rania had been proud of one thing,
No matter when or where,
As long as she touched the pillow, she could guarantee that she would fall into a deep sleep within ten minutes. After all, it wasn't always possible to have a full sleep.
However, she didn't know if it was because she was worried about her father or for other reasons... she had been tossed to this point,
She still didn't feel sleepy at all,
There was only a deep sense of frustration.
The Rania brewed her sleepiness for a few hours,
In the end, she had to admit that she probably had insomnia today. She sat on the bed in a daze for a while,
She decided to find something meaningful to do.
She slid down the bed quietly, and the soles of her feet touched the cold ground immediately. It was so cold that Rania took a light breath and abruptly retracted her feet. She almost turned over and crawled back into the quilt. When she stepped on the fluffy slippers, she squatted in front of her backpack and rummaged through it. She found a flashlight.
Her glasses were temporarily broken, so she couldn't see anything other than red for the time being, so she couldn't even leave the room. However, it wasn't that Rania had no other way.
Creating a small area of normal vision for herself was just a stop-gap measure. It would be more convenient if she could turn the world red. Without a light source, Rania couldn't see at night even if she wore glasses. Therefore, when she walked at night, she always carried a red flashlight with her. At times like this, she was no different from a normal person. Everyone's range of vision was only as wide as the fan of the flashlight.
There were no opportunities during the day, and it wasn't suitable, but the night was a good time to explore.
The Black Mist could switch between real and incorporeal. Rania drew a little of it and attached it to her leg to provide support so that she could move freely without the help of a cane.
She weighed the flashlight in her hand and pressed a button. The red light immediately fanned out in all directions.
Although the range of vision was very strange, Rania's ability to sense light was still normal. During the day, the white space would become dark as the light disappeared. She held the flashlight and shone it around. In her field of vision, there was nothing but darkness and red things. She felt like she was playing a horror game.
Thanks to her evil creature bloodline, Rania had a very good memory. She shone around the room and easily remembered the position of the furniture. Then she planned to continue to look around the whole house so that she could pretend that her vision was normal tomorrow.
The door of the room opened silently, and a strange red light leaked out from the crack of the door. Then the red light spread to the corridor. The little girl holding the flashlight almost disappeared in the darkness, and her figure became more and more blurred like a cloud of Black Mist.
Tim, who was drinking coffee in the bat cave, was about to finish his work and go to rest. He inadvertently saw that one of the surveillance screens of Weyne's manor was completely occupied by a gloomy red light, and there were white shadows flashing from time to time.
Tim: "…"
Tim: "???"
Is she sleepwalking? This was the second thought that came to Red Robin's mind.
Of course, the first thought that came to his mind was that there must be some conspiracy behind this girl who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
He looked at the little girl in a nightgown shining the flashlight left and right in the surveillance screen. Her head was also turning as if she was looking for something. After pondering for a moment, he suppressed the idea of stopping her right now and decided to see what she wanted to do first.
In the manor, Rania was concentrating on exploring.
She did not see the old house during the day. Until now, she finally got a glimpse of its beauty.
She walked down the stairs with her right hand on the smooth stair handrail. The flashlight wandered around and occasionally pointed above her head to admire the chandeliers and decorations on the ceiling.
Just like Manderley in the book, "the rose garden in summer, the birds singing at dawn, the tea under the chestnut tree, and the sound of waves coming from the slope of the lawn", Rania had never seen so much, and probably would never see so much, but she did not mind. She just needed to let her imagination wander in the words in her mind.
The little girl tiptoed through the old mansion with the flashlight. She walked through the long window in the moonlight, as light as a ghost walking out of an oil painting.
The living room was much higher than she thought, and the fireplace was not ready to be lit yet. In front of the fireplace was a soft carpet, and above the fireplace hung a portrait. Rania looked at it for a while and felt that it should be her father and his parents.
The dining room looked very beautiful. Rania memorized the route to make sure that she would not go the wrong way tomorrow morning. She counted the chairs and found that there was one more than she thought, which made her hesitate for a moment. When she closed the door, she was still a little confused.
Corridor, tea room, cigar room … Rania also saw the entrance of what seemed to be an underground wine cellar. Unfortunately, it was well sealed, and she could not smell much wine.
In the bat cave, Tim watched her opening one door after another, peeking through the gap of the door, and then gently closing the door. She looked more and more suspicious, which gave him a headache.
She prayed that Damien would not come back now. If he saw someone snooping around in the house, he would probably kick the girl out.
Now, Tim could also guess that Rania was not looking for confidential documents. He heard from Dick that she had vision problems. Maybe she just wanted to look around in the middle of the night and have a general impression of the house, so that she could pretend to be normal in the future.
But no matter how quiet she was, the people who should be awake had already woken up.
However, it did not mean that they could relax their vigilance after confirming that the little girl was not malicious. There were enough secrets in this house, and now they were not ready to open it to this Lesser Shrike.
For example, there was a hidden elevator in the library that led directly to the bat cave.
Looking at the time, Tim could only admit that he was unlucky. He forced himself to divert some attention from his work to pay attention to the surveillance screen. He planned to go up and chat with Rania as soon as he saw her approaching the library …
Soon, an hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Three hours …
When he walked to the library, Tim, who was about to faint, was refreshed. He forced himself to focus on the surveillance screen and was ready to —
Then he saw that Rania stopped.
She stood in front of the bookshelf and swept the books on the shelf with a flashlight. Then she stood still as if her feet were rooted to the ground.
Just when Tim thought that she was going to find the elevator, she stood on tiptoe, took a book, and happily nestled on the sofa with the book in her arms. She began to read the book with the flashlight.
Tim was speechless.
When dawn came, Red Robin stared at the surveillance screen and finally looked up from the book. She looked around blankly, then suddenly jumped up and jumped with the book in her arms. Probably because her leg bone had not fully recovered, Tim was very curious about how she jumped out. She trotted back to the bedroom. Before closing the door, the little girl looked around furtively. Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were full of gloom.
Why aren't you sleeping? He thought desperately.
Too many emotions lingered in his heart, entangled into a mess that could not be cut and sorted out. Peter sometimes did not know whether he should be happy or angry, resentful or expectant. He did not know whether he could forgive the two blurred figures, and whether they would live up to the entangled yearning in his dreams for countless nights.
But Rania was not like this.
Only when you lose something will you miss it, and only when you don't have it will you yearn for it. When it came to dealing with the parents that she had never met, Rania's behavior was closer to that of a child who had never lacked love. She was calm and open when it came to talking about it, as if it was not a wound that could not be healed. It even made Peter a little envious and jealous.
He did not know why, but his little friend did not seem to desire or envy them. Her way of thinking on this matter was beyond the maturity of her age. It was as if she was a species that did not need parents to raise her. After she was born, she needed to work hard to survive alone, unlike humans, who needed the care of blood relatives.
So in Peter's view, he did not see any complicated inner struggle. He only saw that his little friend was very into the role.
After sending Dick away, Rania breathed a sigh of relief, and her straight back relaxed a little. Then, she heard Peter's slightly hesitant voice.
"So, you decided to go back?" His tone was a little strange. "You said no yesterday, but in the end … Forget it, it's not important. But Rania, Rania, it's Gotham! Yes, New York used to be called Gotham, but this is different. "
Peter said seriously, "Very, very different."
He said, "Are you sure that Mr. Grésen is a good person? He wanted to trick you into going to Gotham with just a cup of Starbucks! Do you really believe him? Well, I did check, and he is indeed Bruce Wayne's adopted son, and he is a police officer … "
Rania was really surprised this time. "He is a police officer?"
Peter said, "… Yes, I know he is different from the NYPD police. He is a little too handsome for a police officer … But that is not the point!"
He said in a heavy tone, as if he was announcing the end of the world, "Think about the list of the most unlivable cities in the United States last year."
There was no doubt that Gotham was number one.
Faced with her friend's worry, Rania was speechless.
"… Wait," she said, a little puzzled. "I just said to go to Gotham."
Peter: "…?"
…
Rania's leg did not disappoint, and it healed very quickly. However, Rania felt that this was probably because she had been looking at her leg with the kind eyes of a farmer looking forward to the growth of wheat …
In short, her calf did not disappoint. It had grown into a strong bone, which pleased Rania's mother.
After a few days of hospitalization, she was finally allowed to leave the hospital, although she would have to use crutches for a few months.
The day she was discharged happened to be the weekend. Dick wanted to take Rania to Gotham on the weekend, as a vacation.
He seemed to be quite busy. These days, he did not visit Rania every day. On the day he came to persuade her to go home, he came and went in a hurry. Although Rania could not see his expression, she still heard the well-hidden absent-mindedness in Dick's words, as if there were more important things occupying his mind.
However, Rania did not care about this.
She was packing her luggage.
After Mister was exposed in front of Dick, Rania simply gave up. When she was discharged from the hospital, she released Mister in advance. After that, he lay on her body like a corpse the whole time. She used Mister's body to carry her delicate human body to Dick's car. After that, she basically let Mister do all the things that were inconvenient for her.
Naturally, Rania did not know how touched and satisfied Dick looked when he saw her softly curled up in Mister's arms, unwilling to move.
If there was a word to describe the way Dick looked at their interaction, it was probably the way a cute couple looked at each other …
"By the way," when he stopped the car, Dick suddenly remembered something. He turned to Rania and said, "Rania, I have paid off your gambling debt. Don't be in a hurry to refuse. It's just that the creditor has changed. After all, I am just a poor little police officer."
He made a joke and then said, "But I don't charge interest, how about it?"
He originally thought that Rania would refuse his kindness, or at least seriously thank him after some hesitation. However, Rania's reaction was beyond Dick's expectations.
The little girl was a little stunned at first, and there was a faint hint of confusion in her eyes. It was as if there was a sudden emptiness in the deep blue. She looked a little caught off guard, and people could not help but want to touch her head.
It was just for a moment. After a moment, Rania lowered her head and thanked him seriously, just like what Dick had planned.
Dick glanced at her and did not continue to ask.
Dick sent them to the apartment. Rania lay like a corpse all the way home. She put herself on the sofa and manipulated Mister to wash the grapes that Dick brought. She held them in her arms and peeled them to eat. She then went to pack her clothes. She felt that eating grapes and packing her luggage was a smart move.
Rania did not pack much. After she was done, she only packed a backpack, which was probably equivalent to going on a trip. After she finished packing, she exhaled and looked at her results with satisfaction. She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have only carried a backpack when she came to New York.
Before that, Rania had been traveling all over the world with her former guardian. She rarely stayed in one place for more than a few months. The most exciting time was in the morning when they just found a hotel. Rania took a nap, and when she opened her eyes … No, she didn't open her eyes. Little Mister, who was chased by a group of gunmen, rushed back to the small, run-down hotel. He packed the sleeping soft ball together with the luggage, simply and violently carried it, and jumped out of the window in a hail of bullets …
So it was no wonder that Rania had no concept of "home" …
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