The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"Looking at your expression, have you ever been infected with the T virus?"

Watson was well aware of Jill's previous experience with being stabbed by the goddess of vengeance, and he also knew that the strain of virus in her body was mutating, but of course he had to pretend to be unaware of it at this moment.

“I…” Jill seemed very hesitant, but he also realized that his expression was not right, so he nodded and admitted: “I was indeed stabbed, and then I fell into a coma. At that time, my partner Carlos found a vaccine to save me. The injection was delayed for a while, and I thought I was fine. Subsequent examinations did not find any abnormalities.”

"Either you really don't have the T virus in your body, or your situation is very special and the conventional T virus detection methods cannot detect it." Watson shrugged and continued to divert Jill's attention: "Don't be nervous, it may not be as easily contagious as the flu. It's been so long, no one around you should be in trouble, right?"

Jill's expression looked even more wrong.

"…Oh, I'm so sorry."

"No, you misunderstood, I don't have anyone around me..." Ms. Valentine opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She covered her forehead and frowned for a while: "We have to hurry to Wayne Manor."

"......Ah?" Watson didn't react.

"Anyway... hurry up." Jill avoided his gaze and pressed the communication button: "Zero, are you done over there? I need to get back to Wayne Manor as soon as possible."

"What went wrong?"

It took Bruce half a minute to reply, and Watson guessed that she was confirming the situation with the old butler Alfu.

"Damn it, I need to find Miss Wayne as soon as possible." After working together for a week, Jill had a general idea of ​​her partner's style of doing things. She would never accept anything without a legitimate reason, so she simply said, "I suspect she may have been infected with the T virus without knowing it."

“Huh?” This is Watson.

"...What?" This is Bruce: "What is your basis?"

"I may have the T-virus lurking in my body."

After hearing Jill's words, Batwoman stopped asking questions. Watson was the one with a strange expression. His mind was full of questions: What is the connection between the T virus hidden in your body and Bruce Wayne? Are you two...

With the arrival of Bruce Wayne, disguised as "Zero", Watson's conjecture was undoubtedly further confirmed, but it was not easy to bring up the situation now. The car quickly drove away from Heygate Island, and then took the opportunity to change to a helicopter. Bruce slipped away under the pretext of reporting work so that she could return to her identity as a young lady.

"I said, there's no need for you to be so nervous."

Watson successfully created anxiety in Jill, who frowned and said nothing the whole way, which made Jill feel a little guilty: "You are fine now, aren't you? I haven't heard that Miss Wayne has any abnormalities. If there is really a situation, her old housekeeper will not be stupid."

"It's my fault..." Ms. Valentine still frowned. If Watson's speculation was true, she might have harmed Miss Wayne. Although it was strictly a one-night stand between the two, they did have some emotional foundation, not to mention that Wayne Enterprises was the main sponsor of BSAA.

Well, we can only wait for testing.

Watson found the discovery of Jill and Bruce's relationship magical.

Batwoman went on a killing spree in Raccoon City but wasn't infected in the end. It would be a bit funny if she really got caught in such a thing.

As for these two people rolling in the sheets...

Watson wasn't really surprised.

Inheriting the classic American style, Batman, even though deep and dark, has not been short of physical relationships in various versions of comics. Influenced by some psychopathic authors and screenwriters, there was even a bloody plot that caused Batgirl Barbara to become pregnant and be beaten up by her boyfriend.

In comparison, his relationships with Wonder Woman, Catwoman, and Talia, the princess of the League of Assassins, are all very normal. Perhaps this character is too repressed, paranoid, and calm, and cannot trust others, so that he can separate physical relationships from emotional attachments to a certain extent. Moreover, in order to maintain Bruce Wayne's nobleman persona, Batman is also an absolute master at least in terms of acting.

He knows how to disguise himself.

Back to Batwoman, although she is a woman, why should she restrict herself? If she can have some emotional life, it would at least be normal. Unlike other middle-aged, hopeless and lonely old bats, they can only find some psychological comfort by adopting and educating children and giving them awkward love.

While Watson was daydreaming, the helicopter flew west along the coast and directly to the Wayne Group’s headquarters in the Lower Town Island area.

As soon as Jill got off the plane, she was surrounded by people and taken away.

The disinfection procedure for Watson was quickly completed, and no needles or other things were used to collect samples from him. Several people quickly sent Watson to Bruce's private elevator and went directly to the basement. Unexpectedly, Bruce Wayne, wearing a white women's suit, was already waiting at the exit, behind her was a small reception room with gorgeous decoration.

"Watson, please come in."

Without the armor, Batwoman speaks in a completely different voice, which sounds more pleasant and has a sexy magnetism.

Watson had never seen her like this.

Different from the distant glimpse at the Stark Industries Expo in 1990, and also different from the brief and embarrassing appearance in Raccoon City, the Batwoman in front of us has become more mature, and her slightly curly dark red hair is combed to the left, which further highlights her royal sister temperament.

But if you focus your eyes on the eyebrows, you will be shocked by the scrutiny of those grey eyes. The two long and thin sword-like eyebrows are a perfect match, perfectly setting off the natural aggressiveness - the feeling of conquest is so wonderful and unique. This word, which is usually used to describe men, is very suitable for Bruce Wayne.

Especially since she is so beautiful.

The Wayne family genes are indeed strong.

With a sigh in his heart, Watson realized that he shouldn't continue to be rude: "I'm sorry, you are really impressive, Miss Wayne."

"You too."

Bruce sat down on the sofa and opened a bottle of red wine. "Before I met you, I couldn't believe there was such a man. I believe everyone would be as curious as I am. If you are really Watson Taxner, how did you survive from World War II to now?"

"Are you sure you want to get into this kind of topic right at the beginning?"

Watson took the glass and thanked him: "I thought you should be concerned about whether you are infected with the T virus."

"I do not have."

The woman leaned back on the sofa and crossed her legs, which made her high heels even more eye-catching. "And I know that Jill Valentine has the T virus hidden in her body. I have collected samples from her body. I knew it half a month ago."

Your "body sample" sounds creepy.

"Then you and her are already..." Watson gestured.

"This kind of behavior between women is different from normal behavior between men and women."

Miss Wayne had no embarrassment in talking about this kind of topic, even if she was the protagonist of one of them: "The virus in Jill's body... I have to say it was a miracle. The number of viruses that invaded her body was limited, and she was vaccinated at a coincidence and time point. It also required an extremely small probability. I haven't figured it out yet, so calling it a miracle may make it easier for you to understand."

I understand, the “protagonist halo”.

"Strictly speaking, the virus in her body has not yet been activated. Further research is needed." Batwoman took only one sip of wine and put the glass back on the table. "Although it is still possible to infect others, for Jill, at least the dormant virus will not turn her into a monster."

"I guess you're going to be keeping an eye on her for a long time." Watson poured himself another full glass.

"Yeah, I guess you're not going to warn Jill?"

"Personally, I think it's better not to interfere in your affairs." Watson leaned forward: "So did you put drugs in the wine?"

"A powerful hypnotic potion, colorless and tasteless, and the amount you drank is enough to make an elephant sleep until tomorrow." Bruce also leaned forward, with a very innocent and annoying curiosity in her eyes: "The room is also emitting hypnotic gas, so why haven't you fallen yet?"

"I have to be very careful when dealing with you." Watson didn't ask Batwoman why she had no symptoms, but just put the empty glass back on the table: "Am I really too attentive to you? To make you think I am willing to tolerate such an offense?"

"No, it's because I didn't put drugs in the wine at all, and the sleeping gas was fake."

Bruce's lips curled up slightly.

"......Wonderful."

Watson felt that his previous sentence was absolutely correct and he had to be extremely careful when dealing with this woman.

Just then, footsteps came from the door.

"Ah, you are here."

Jill came in wrapped in a bathrobe and held her wet hair with her hands: "I was drawn from more than a dozen vials of blood. Damn it, I felt like a test subject."

"I think you can add it, use this." Brucey took a new glass, and then kissed Miss Valentine who sat next to her in front of Watson. Jill was stunned, first glared at Brucey, then quickly flashed his eyes to Watson's face, and finally said nothing, and drank the red wine by himself.

"don’t worry."

Bruce touched her shoulder and pulled Jill's body into her arms, "I happened to have a test today. I'm pretty sure I'm fine. Your test results should be out in half an hour."

"I hope so."

"Don't say that. I won't let anything happen to you."

Batwoman said as she reached out and touched Miss Valentine's face.

"I think I'd better go and not bother you any more."

Watson rolled his eyes, put on his helmet and stood up. "You don't have to do this on purpose, Miss Wayne. Just tell me directly next time if you want me to leave."

"I swear I didn't mean that." Bruce blinked innocently, and her cute expression made Jill laugh out loud.

boom!

The door to the reception room was closed.

Clap!

There was also the sound of a goblet falling on the carpet, and Jill's body tilted and he fell into Bruce's arms and fell into a deep sleep.