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Andrew Hotel, in Shayna's suite.
They hadn't seen each other for just a few days. The female singer seemed to have completely forgotten the reason for the sore throat before, and seeing the current situation, she had the intention of quitting the music scene.
"You take it easy. Why is it the same as eating a meal but not a meal?" Connors said, touching Big Star Shayna's head.
She had been impatient in the coffee shop. Because during the previous magic show, Connors looked at Zatanna's black fishnets, Shayna now started to wear them. However, unlike Zatanna's fishnets, Shayna's black stockings were ultra-thin, emphasizing the beauty of her snow-white skin.
Naturally, Connors would not be oblivious to the changes in Shayna, but this was obviously a misunderstanding. Not only did he like black fishnets, but also nude, white, brown, light blue, dark blue, purple—knee-length, long uniform, jumpsuit, sling. He was an equal opportunity employer.
So when he carried the two big, black-silk-wrapped long legs of the big star Shayna on his shoulders, he made a suggestion. "Your style is more suitable for white silk."
"End of business?" Zatanna asked, blushing, looking at Connors coming out of the elevator.
Connors nodded noncommittally. "Almost. The fever-reducing needle effect lasts for two or three days at most."
"Did Shayna have a fever?" Zatanna remembered that she clearly saw that the other person was fine when she drank coffee before. Why did she have a fever after following Connors to the suite? Due to the previous voyeuristic experiences, Zatanna did not dare to continue voyeurizing this time; she just felt weird.
"Yes, otherwise why would she fight back against the burning needles?" Connors took it for granted.
"Then let her take a good rest. What did you just say you were going to do? I'll go with you, lest I can't find you again this time," Zatanna said.
"Just go, but as promised, there may be danger." Connors didn't care where Zatanna went.
Zatanna was confident. "Don't be afraid. After returning from Metropolis, I know more magic, so I can protect myself."
I also want to learn, Connors glanced at her. He had only learned "Reverse Magic" on the spaceship to Metropolis before, with the purpose of performing "Healing Magic" in reverse.
"Can you fly now? Take me to a museum in Gotham," Connors had a heart to see Zatanna cast her magic.
"Flight? I don't know this yet." A red glow rose again on Zatanna's originally flushed face.
"…Then hold me tight," Connors said with some disappointment. He had planned to learn the ability to fly from Zatanna.
Just like in Metropolis, jumping off the spaceship, Zatanna hugged Connors tightly again. And Connors opened the window here in the cafe, and the people drinking coffee here jumped down in exclamations.
"You obviously can't fly, but how can you jump from a high place without doing anything?" Zatanna hugged Connors tightly and looked curiously at the ground getting closer and closer.
"A little trick," Connors said. He was now increasingly discovering that the "Little Trick Master" ability was somewhat Tom Cat-like and was used more like it.
In the air, before he landed on the ground, Connors whistled. Black Smoke broke out, caught Connors steadily, and then sped away in the direction of the museum.
Last time in Gotham with Harley Quinn, he was riding at night; there was almost no one on the streets, and most of the police department's energy was devoted to Solomon Grundy, who had collapsed a dozen buildings. But this time was different. It was still daytime, and Connors was running on the street on a Black Smoke war horse. The Gotham Police Department arrived immediately.
"You are speeding! Please dismount immediately and accept the investigation!" A voice came from the loudspeaker of the police car, and Connors was bored. "Do you still have to limit your speed while riding a horse?"
Instead of honestly stopping his horse for inspection, he accelerated again and left the police car, which was shouting, far behind him.
He had already checked the location of Gotham's museum on his mobile phone while exercising with Shayna, and pointed directly to his destination. The reason for checking it in advance was because Connors felt that the act of navigating with his phone on while riding a horse was a bit abstract.
"What's in the museum?" Zatanna asked curiously as she watched Connors wave away the black smoke.
"You look like a curious baby," Connors looked at Zatanna and said, "We're going to catch a thief."
"Phew~" Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief. When she found Black Smoke parked in front of the museum, she thought Connors was coming to steal something. She was not happy to participate in this villainous behavior. Otherwise, with her magic, even if she didn't do anything strong, it wouldn't be so difficult to find her father's whereabouts.
It's just that Connors's so-called "thief-catching" behavior next made her somewhat incomprehensible. According to normal thinking, the police should be allowed to surround this place, and then some people should go in to investigate and monitor and find the missing items.
But when Connors got here, he just sorted out his clothes and walked to the museum door. He asked the security guard, "Hello, what time do you close?"
The security guard pointed to the sign hanging in front of the museum.
"Thank you." Connors nodded, not even entering the museum door, and returned to Zatanna.
"Aren't we here to catch the thief?" Zatanna was a little confused.
"Strictly speaking, if I come over to see the thief stealing something, I may not even stop it," Connors explained.
Zatanna: "…Are you sure you are not an accomplice?"
Connors shook his head, and he glanced at the time, which was less than half an hour before the museum closed at noon. "Batman" Bruce Wayne's surveillance and "Catwoman" Selina's surveillance showed different times for the crime, but they were all during the day. Judging from the possible "cooling time," if "Wonder Woman" didn't come to the museum at noon today, then she would have to come back when no one was around at night.
"Do you want to consider changing your clothes? You're so conspicuous," Connors said.
Zatanna's outfit was still a combination of an evening gown, a white shirt, and fishnet stockings, clearly designed for the stage. "No change. But I can do some magic to change the look." Zatanna said, wielding a magic wand and changing her clothes to look less conspicuous. Fishnet stockings were still worn on her legs, but the evening gown became a women's trench coat.
As for what Connors was wearing at this time, it was a combination of Gotham's more common top hat and black trench coat. It always rained in Gotham. People here were accustomed to using the hem of the trench coat to cover their knees to avoid rheumatism.
In this way, two figures dressed like ordinary Gotham residents walked into the museum. Bored, they wandered around the place, and Connors did not find the item that "Wonder Woman" Diana might have been looking for.
As the midday break arrived and the museum prepared to close, Connors took Zatanna into hiding. Within minutes, Diana, the long-legged "Wonder Woman" wearing a metallic breastplate with both strength and beauty, also jumped out of the skylight.
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