Before Dick could figure it out, Bruce appeared in front of him, and his appearance also caused some guys who were watching secretly to withdraw their sight.

Dick saw Batman and looked back at him in a daze.

Bruce saw the crude mask on Dick's face, took out a gas mask from his waist and put it on Dick, covering his face well.Then he picked up Dick and took him out of the alley with a claw gun.

Next to a gargoyle, Bruce puts Dick down.

If it was an ordinary person being taken by Bruce like this, I'm afraid he would be vomiting endlessly by now, but Dick is an excellent aerial acrobat, so he just calmed down a little and returned to normal.

He stood by the gargoyle, looking down at what was below, wondering why Bruce had brought himself here.

"The gargoyles in Gotham were all built by the ancestors of the Wayne family. They face the streets in all directions of Gotham, and one faces the sky," Bruce said to Dick in Batman's voice standing next to the gargoyle.

"So?" Dick still didn't understand what Bruce meant.

Bruce touched Dick's head with his gloved hand, "So it's my responsibility to protect Gotham, not yours."

"No," Dick shook his head, "I know that the Wayne family has paid a lot for Gotham, but Gotham is not the private property of the Wayne family, it belongs to everyone in Gotham, and we have the obligation to protect ourselves s home."

Dick didn't know why Bruce was on this path, but he wanted to use his strength to support him.

Of course Bruce knew that Dick was right, but he didn't want a child to stand up and take risks, "So as a father, I hope my child can be safe and happy, okay?"

"..." Dick was silent, "Then as a child, I hope my father will not do dangerous things, is that okay?"

Bruce was also silent, and they looked at each other, knowing that neither could persuade the other.

Bruce thought of Sherlock's troubles, and he didn't plan to continue to quarrel with Dick, "Now I have something to do, you wait for me in the Batmobile, we will continue talking when we go home."

Dick was very excited when he heard that he was going to the Batmobile. Although he wanted to deal with the trouble with Bruce, he knew that Bruce would not agree, so he nodded and agreed to Bruce's method.

Bruce puts Dick in the Batmobile, activates some of the programs in it to protect and lock Dick up, and then quickly returns to Sherlock.

Seeing the blood on the ground outside, Bruce knew that it should be done by McCoff's backhand, but no matter who it is, killing people is against the law.

They had better hide, and once he found out, he would treat them no differently from other criminals.

Watson looked at Sherlock helplessly, not knowing how far the other party would make trouble before he would stop.

These days, he has evolved from being terrified at the beginning to not changing his face. Following Sherlock, he suddenly felt that Gotham was not as scary as it was in the legend.

Except that there are more gangsters and a little more arrogant, the police station is a little more incompetent, a little helper, and the citizens are a little colder and numb...

Well, it's actually pretty scary!

But he really didn't understand why Sherlock insisted on staring at Batman, and said that he wanted to find out the identity of the other party hidden under the mask.

Watson silently lit a piece of wax for Batman, but he had to admire him, after all, there are not many people who can make Sherlock suffer.

Although Watson was also curious about the other party's true identity, he knew that if the other party's true identity was really exposed, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Don't you see that although Superman didn't cover his face, he still hid his private information tightly.

Therefore, Watson persuaded Sherlock many times about what Sherlock was going to do. Later, Sherlock was so annoyed by him that he promised that he would not tell others even if he found out, and he had no intention of telling others.

He just enjoys the process of finding the truth, not to sell the result.

He was about to find out the truth. The other party was indeed very smart, but once something was done, it would definitely leave traces.The period when Batman disappeared tonight is a good breakthrough.

When Bruce finished dealing with the follow-up incident and got into the Batmobile to go back to Wayne Manor, Dick had already fallen asleep holding the gas mask.

Bruce softened his brows a little, turned the Batmobile to silent mode, and after returning to Wayne Manor, he took Dick out of the car and sent him back to his room.

When Dick woke up the next day, he was lying on the bed in his pajamas, with his own modified clothes beside him.He clearly remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep in the Batmobile last night, so who put him on the bed and changed his clothes?

Thinking of Bruce, he shook his head, thinking that Alfred was more likely.

He got dressed and came to the restaurant to find that Bruce didn't seem to be up yet.Now that he knew that Bruce was Batman, of course he would not think that Bruce was too lazy, and would only feel sorry for the hard work of the other party.

He finished his breakfast with a little tastelessness, and then went to school.

After Alfred sent Dick back to Wayne Manor, he found Bruce was going out in a suit and leather shoes.

He knew what Bruce was going to do when he went out today. Thinking of that difficult British detective, Alfred felt that his master might be in a lot of trouble today.

What Bruce is going to attend today is the last banquet before the vote on the proposal to restore the death penalty, and it is also a banquet initiated by him.

The proposal to restore the death penalty has already been written and submitted by relevant people arranged by him, and it will be formally voted on the day after tomorrow. He must fight for all the forces he can, so he will put some things related to the vote at this banquet that can even affect the vote. Everyone is invited.

In the past few days, he has won over many people, and many of them have promised him that they will vote for it, but Bruce knows that people's hearts are fickle, so he has to test the attitude of these people again, by the way. See if you can attract more people.

At the banquet, Bruce saw two unexpected guests—Sherlock Holmes and John H. Watson.

Bruce was not surprised that they could get the invitation letter. After all, it was very easy to get an invitation letter with Sherlock's ability, but Bruce felt a little troubled that they would come here.

He secretly pointed in the direction of Sherlock, and asked a well-informed gentleman, "Who are these two?"

Seeing that Bruce took the initiative to talk to him, Allen said a little excitedly, "Mr. Wayne, hello."

He looked at the direction of Bruce's finger and replied to Bruce, "They were invited by Mrs. Riley. It is said that Miss Riley appreciates them."

Bruce nodded to Allen, took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and raised it to Allen, "Have a good time."

Of course he knew the Riley family, they were Irish-American.As far as Bruce knew, the family was somewhat unrefined.

Sherlock's eyes lit up when he saw Bruce, and he pulled Watson towards Bruce.

Facing Bruce, he first put on a look of admiration, "Hi, Mr. Wayne, I am a novelist from England, I have heard your story, do you have any plans to publish an autobiography? ?”

Watson stood aside in embarrassment, wondering when Sherlock became a novelist.

When Bruce saw Sherlock's appearance, if he hadn't known what kind of person this Mr. Holmes was, he might have been deceived by the other party.

But when he thought that the other party seemed to have a history of wearing women's clothes to achieve his goals, he didn't think there was anything strange about Sherlock's appearance now.

He smiled at the other party in a personable manner, and seemed to be very interested in what the other party said, "Novelist? I don't know what your works are?"

"A lot," Sherlock pulled out a sincere smile, "There are detective suspense and biography..."

"Oh, that's really good." Bruce boasted a little carelessly, "You said you've heard my story, what story?"

"A tragic story," Sherlock said with a smile.

The smile on Bruce's face faded, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Watson secretly tugged on Sherlock's clothes, and then explained to Bruce with a smile: "Mr. Wayne, what he means is that your existence is really a tragic story for other men."

After listening to Watson's explanation, Bruce calmed down a little. He looked at Sherlock and asked, "Is that so?"

Sherlock glanced at Watson who was still pulling him, and nodded dispensably, "Maybe..." Sensing Watson's increased strength, he smiled at Bruce, "I mean, Yes."

As he spoke, he eyed Bruce secretly.

Bruce looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Wayne," Sherlock said suddenly, "your muscles are perfect, do you exercise regularly?"

Bruce was taken aback at first, as if he couldn't keep up with Sherlock's sudden change of topic, and then after realizing Sherlock's praise, he showed a somewhat proud smile. "Of course, I like extreme sports very much, and beauties these days don't just look at money."

Sherlock nodded, seeming to agree with Bruce's statement.Just when he was about to say something more, a person walked over to Bruce, saying that he had something to talk about.

Bruce had no choice but to nod to Sherlock and Watson with a regretful face, and left with that person.

Watson looked at the back of Bruce leaving, and asked Sherlock: "When did you become a novelist, why didn't I know?"

Sherlock showed a smile of caring for the mentally retarded, "Just now."

Watson realized the meaning of Sherlock's words, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "I think the possibility of Bruce Wayne being the person you are looking for is almost zero." Because there are some people around, Hua Sheng The students did not say the three words "Batman".

Sherlock glanced at Watson, "What kind of person do you think Bruce Wayne is?"

"I think..." Watson thought for a while, "he is a rich man and playboy who is somewhat naive, vain but has no bad intentions."

"Playboy?" Sherlock sneered.

"Is there something wrong? Almost the whole world knows..." Under Sherlock's sneering eyes, Watson slowly stopped and began to think whether he really said something wrong?

Sherlock didn't say anything more, Bruce Wayne is not a simple playboy.A playboy will not look at a man for a long time, let alone get involved in politics.

According to what he observed, the other party is likely to be a deeply hidden bisexual, and he may not even know it.

Sherlock wanted to pierce it just now, but was interrupted.

Bruce, self-confessed universe-level steel straight man, Wayne, didn't know that someone had already seen through his true sexual orientation, and today he is still confused.

Clark listened to Bruce's heartbeat until after Bruce entered the banquet venue, which he couldn't hear now because of the lead in the building.

If Bruce hadn't greeted him secretly before entering, he would have appeared in Gotham by now.

Regarding Gotham, Clark has a deep resentment, and he feels that Gotham is simply born to restrain him.

The author has something to say: Little angels, happy Chinese Valentine’s Day~(≧▽≦)/~

Tanabata Small Theater (seriously ooc):

Meringue: B, this alien flower is for you.

Darkness: ?

Meringue: Blush.jpg

Black lacquer: -_-||

Meringue: Today is Valentine’s Day for planting flowers = ̄ω ̄=

Black lacquer: -_-||

Meringue:?

Darkness: We are an American, a Kryptonian, why do we have a festival of planting flowers...

Meringue: But B, don't you want to spend Valentine's Day with me? (dog eyes.jpg)

Darkness: I don't want to, not at all! (Me and my last stubbornness.jpg)

Meringue: Well, well, you don't want to. (Pamper.jpg)

Darkness: Do you want to sleep in the study room tonight▼▼

Meringue: No! ! ! (cry.jpg)

Black paint: →_→

Darkness: You can be on it tonight...

Meringue: Really? (Expectation.jpg)

Black lacquer: move by yourself.

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