Chapter 4135: When the Pumpkins Ripen (Part 28)

The dishes on the table were steaming, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic and cheerful. The fireplace was burning very hot, and the firelight illuminated the white bowls and dishes into a light orange color, while the silver tableware shone brightly under the light. The sound of cups clinking was like the prelude to a very nice country tune in memory, and the night sky behind them was a rich blue-purple to the extreme, with long silver rivers flowing down, and the sparkling waves of the lake in the breeze gave every star a cradle.

Although there was no alcohol, such delicious food and happy conversation were enough to be intoxicating. It might also be because they ingested too much carbohydrates, and after being full of wine and food, everyone's forehead was covered with fine sweat, their steps were shaky, and they were drowsy.

Then, they threw themselves into the sofa in front of the fireplace, leaning crookedly, yawning, and muttering some words that didn't make any practical sense, like a group of happy drunks.

"Fine, I admit, if you really want to send food to Krypton, then I will choose this meal." Harley folded her hands on her stomach; she was no longer the thin girl before. With the growth of age, she began to grow tall, her figure became plump, and even her cheeks had more meat than other Harley Quinns, which made her look younger.

"How many pancakes did you eat?" Pamela turned her head slowly and asked.

"Three, right? How about you?"

"Ha! Harley Quinzel! You will weigh five pounds more tomorrow morning," Pamela grinned and said, "I only ate one."

"Don't think I didn't see it, you ate five whole lamb ribs, and they were fried," Tim immediately dismantled the platform, "You won't be much better."

"Sorry, I have magic," Pamela said triumphantly, then she squirmed, reached out and pulled her long hair from behind, put it behind the back of the sofa, and said, "My weight can be adjusted at will."

"My God, you are too despicable," Harley patted the armrest and said, "You just knew you wouldn't get fat, so you ate so much, causing us to eat so much too!"

"Whether it's me who caused it, you know it in your heart." Pamela rolled her eyes.

"What major are you going to study? Tim?" She turned her head to look at Tim and asked.

"I don't know, but I don't want to study those conventional majors at all, psychology, criminal investigation, etc., I might as well study in Cat Getan. If I want to study, I will study European specialty majors."

"European specialty? Ballet? Classical music? Drama? Wine tasting?"

"Do you think Europe is still in the Middle Ages?" Tim was a bit speechless, he said, "I'm going to study modern majors, and it's the kind that has technical content, and can still come in handy in Cat Getan's subsequent renovation projects."

"Do you have an idea?"

"Correct, I'm going to study architecture," Tim said, "Brainiac told me that Cat Getan Cathedral is a bit too old, and he wants to renovate it, but most of the public disagree, because they are worried that Brainiac will transform their church into Bauhaus style."

"My God, if it were me, I would also disagree," Harley was the first to express opposition, she said, "The cathedral is the building with the most historical and cultural heritage here, and what's wrong with Gothic churches?"

"Brainiac wanted to repair the old as the old, but talents in this area are short everywhere. Compared to the cathedral, there are more buildings that need repair, everyone's hands are full, so it has been pushed back."

"You intend to study a one-year system?" Pamela turned her head to look at him and said, "That's fast, but are you sure you can learn something?"

"You don't know my learning ability yet? Although it's a year, I don't intend to stay there for a year at all, I'm going to finish all the courses in five months, and find an internship for the remaining few months."

"This words must not be heard by Professor Schiller," Harley shook her head and said, "Which university do you intend to go to? Milan Polytechnic? Or Complutense University of Madrid?"

"I don't know, I'm still considering it. Maybe I will go to the Art Academy, because if it's pure science and engineering, Cat Getan can also study it, and the ranking of the Department of Architecture of Cat Getan University is not low."

"Art Academy? Fine, it seems that another art student is going to come out among us. Dick dances ballet, Jason studies classical literature, and you are preparing to join the European school of painting, Thomas will definitely be proud of you."

"Actually, it's because compared to technology, what we need more is aesthetic education, because Cat Getan's artistic style is a bit abnormal. The new era doesn't need so many crazy creations, we always have to study what humans are beautiful for."

"I am speechless."

"Me too."

The three looked at each other in silence, and then they looked at the back door together. Harley asked: "You were digging the ground before eating, what on earth were you digging?"

"The doctor asked us to turn the soil, and we took this opportunity to see if there was any kitchen waste buried in the backyard, after all, we have to ensure that what we eat is really not moose."

"Then now that dinner is over, why did they go to turn the soil again?"

"Oh, that's really hoeing the ground. You know, no one can eat Dr. Schiller's meal for nothing," Tim spread his hands and said, "We can sit here because we are really dizzy from carbon, and when this symptom eases a bit, I'm afraid we also have to..."

"Tim Drake! Go to the utility room and get some more plastic sheets!"

Tim showed an expression of "Look what I said", and the other two didn't linger on the sofa anymore. Pamela drank the water in the cup, Harley went to get a bottle of sparkling water, and several people walked toward the backyard together.

The backyard was busy, Greed sent everyone around, including the main universe Batman, everyone had to help him build a warm shed together.

Fortunately, the field in the backyard was not big, and the warm shed didn't need to be built very professionally, bamboo strips as the skeleton, plastic sheets put on, keep it airtight, as for subsequent heating means, wait until the weather gets cold.

As the only two professional physicists present, the Fries couple were setting up the skeleton, others were either turning the soil or organizing plastic sheets, and in the short time after dinner, the warm shed took shape.

"I always feel that he invited us to dinner just to let us do this," Selina whispered.

"Then your feeling is very accurate. Fine, Miss Sensitive Feeling, stop playing with that piece of plastic sheet, go and set it up there," Greed pointed to the east side of the warm shed, Selina sighed and walked over.

They were busy for a long while, drank several bottles of soda, and finally organized the backyard almost the same. Everyone was ready to disperse, and Tim leaned on the door frame of the front door and said: "Consider my proposal, Professor. Just borrow your umbrella, and we will know whether the mastermind is Darkseid."

"Don't bother you," Pride said, then he stuffed a handful of candy to Tim, and then distributed the remaining Halloween candy to others. They parted at the courtyard gate and each took a car home.

"I always feel something is wrong," Jason went back with Tim, Jason drove, and then said, "I don't know about the doctor, but the Professor cares about children very much, and such a thing happened, he usually helps, and his condition is much better than before, and he even borrowed his umbrella to others, why wouldn't he borrow it to us?"

"This means there must be a link we don't know," Tim thought for a while and said, "Barry is going to search around that family, why don't we go with him, maybe there will be some discoveries."

"Fine, I'll call him. Did you bring a gun?"

"No, I work in my own factory, what do I bring a gun for? Your self-defense pistol? Was it also confiscated by Brainiac?"

"That's not true, I just didn't bring it when I came out."

"Oh, God, listen to this, our Red Hood gentleman actually didn't bring a gun when he went out, Brainiac really gave you a good injection of anesthesia."

Jason touched his nose and said: "Aren't you the same? This is your car, why would you ask me for weapons?"

The two looked at each other, staring at each other, and then sighed together. Tim said: "It's bad that the public security is too good, neither of us has weapons, isn't it adding chaos to go?"

"It might not necessarily be a fight, right?... God, I really got anesthesia," Jason himself sighed, "I actually feel that it won't trigger a battle to go to the East District for a stroll so late."

"This is a fact," Brainiac said, "I am very sure that the community where he lives has no lethal force."

"But he is a cultist, aren't you afraid he hid a gun?"

"Coincidentally, I also hid a gun," Brainiac said, "You go to the weapon depot to get equipment according to my navigation."

"Great!" Jason and Tim high-fived.

They drove the car around and came to a community store not far from the family's residence. Before they walked over, the door had already opened, and then there was a cellar door in the utility room of the community store, climbing down the ladder, there was actually a weapon equipment depot underneath, all kinds of firearms and bullets were available, but most of them were locked in cabinets, only two gun cabinets were opened.

"No way, only this kind of small pistol?" Jason was obviously very dissatisfied, he said, "Cultists are very cruel, and the area of the battle might be relatively narrow later, should I bring a shotgun?"

"Precisely because the area is relatively narrow, I don't suggest you use high-power firearms. Also, night vision goggles are over there, please bring them."

The two wanted to take big guns, but Brainiac wouldn't let go. Tim sighed and said: "Damn it, I haven't touched a gun for a few years, and I don't even have a shooting range to play."

"You are a rich young master, what do you have to complain about? I'm not used to not having a gun," Jason looked at the big guns in the gun cabinet and wanted to drool, he said, "Before Brainiac came, Alfred wouldn't let me play with sniper rifles, and I was confiscated a Garand..."

"Where did you get the Garand? How come I don't know?" Tim asked immediately.

"Of course I have my own channels."

"Harley gave it to you, right? Ha, and said you two are fine!" Tim almost jumped three feet high.

"Don't talk about this," Jason said, "The action tonight is very important, Barry is not good at fighting, and his super ability to cut space has too much movement, which is not suitable for implementation in residential areas, so we still have to rely on the two of us to fight head-on. Brainiac, can we really not..."

Before they finished speaking, the cellar door above rang. The two immediately turned around and leaned against the wall, holding the gun and loading it.

But with that person's face appearing in the field of vision, Jason and Tim were both shocked.

"Schiller?! Wait, why are you so young?"

Tim looked at his dress and said: "You are an agent, right?"

The other party nodded, and then with a click, the gun cabinet with the sniper rifle opened. He casually took a sniper rifle from it, which made Jason and Tim very jealous.

"My God, why can he take a sniper?!" Tim complained dissatisfiedly, "You just said what 'firearm usage regulations'..."

The agent showed his ID to them, and then said: "Agent Rodriguez. The action tonight is provided by me for your sniper cover, is there any other problem?"

Tim still wanted to speak, Jason pulled him. The two sighed dejectedly and said: "Fine, it's amazing to have a certificate. Brainiac, you have to ensure that after the action ends, let us shoot two shots, even if it's shooting rabbits..." ===== CHAPTER 4136 =====