"Another expert?"
Will was startled, but then the mechanical voice sounded again from the end of the corridor.
"At your five o'clock, a woman, a child, and a dog. They're the last ones trapped here."
Qin Wei nodded, and the red light beyond the smoke vanished in an instant.
Following the directions he had been given, he kicked open a metal door warped by the fire and found the barely breathing survivors in the bathroom tub.
With one person tucked under each arm and the puppy stuffed down the collar of his suit, he thought he would have to brave the flames and leap through a window, only to discover that steam filled the entire room and a layer of white frost coated the furniture and walls.
Frostbite stood in the doorway with her ice pulse gun, staring at Qin Wei in surprise.
Clearly, neither had expected to run into the other here.
"You-broke out of prison?"
"The prison in Star City was destroyed. They transferred me back to Gotham."
Will no longer had the energy to comment. Perhaps the GCPD had already done its best. The fact was, faced with Gotham's villains and their endless new tricks, he could not ask those ordinary humans to do more.
Of course, Qin Wei would not send Frostbite back to prison either. For one thing, he was quite busy himself. For another, judging solely by her act of "putting out a fire while passing by," she could hardly be classified as an irredeemable villain.
After all, hellholes like Arkham and Blackgate Penitentiary were arms factories that rebuilt and upgraded villains. Following the principle of avoiding wasted effort whenever possible, Qin Wei had never taken the initiative to send villains there throughout his time in action.
He only sent villains "down below."
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