[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

Gordon is getting old, and this kind of all-night police is a bit unbearable. Today, the man who led the hunt for Batman was Leon, a young police officer brought up by Gordon.

Leon admired Batman and only pursued him out of duty.

At the beginning, he wanted Batman to give up resistance, but Batman didn't say anything, and he also knew that Batman would not be caught so easily, so he asked Batman to put the boy down in the hope that the boy could be healed and Batman's burden would be relieved .

But - Batman, he, refused, refused! !

Lyon was in disarray for a moment.

Even if Gotham's police station is really chaotic, no one will take action against that child with so many people.

What's more, although Batman doesn't seem to be affected much, the injury cannot be fake. In his opinion, Batman is just holding on.

So what happened?In this case, it is obviously better to give the boy to them, right?

Leon shook his head, he couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it anymore.

Anyway, Batman must have his own reasons.

Although Leon was worried about Batman's physical condition, he still had to chase after him, otherwise it would be too incompetent for Batman to take away a boy in front of his eyes.

But in the end, the police went back home without chasing a few steps, because Batman's companion came to pick up Batman in a Batmobile.

It's obviously impossible for their police cars to catch up to the Batmobile.

Some of the cops looked in the direction the Batmobile was leaving, secretly praying that Batman was safe.

"Sir, how is your injury?"

Seeing the wounds and blood all over the body under the broken bat armor, the old butler felt his heart go cold, but Bruce seemed to be in good spirits.

Only then did Alfred heave a sigh of relief, maybe it just looked terrible, but in fact the injury was not as serious as he imagined?

"It's almost done."

Batman held Wei Lin in his arms, and kept one hand on the boy's neck, feeling the beating that was so weak that it almost disappeared. Bruce was worried that the boy's life would disappear just like that, and his brows were tightly frowned. He said, distractedly answering the words of his housekeeper, without raising his head.

Alfred frowned angrily at Bruce's nonchalant behavior.

It's not that I didn't see Wei Lin being hugged by Bruce, but it was just that his master was kind enough to save him. He received Wayne's salary, so naturally he should care about Bruce first.

"The medical kit is on the back seat. I think you are still an ordinary carbon-based creature, my lord?"

Bruce: ...

He rubbed his forehead, took out the medical kit obediently, first put Wei Lin on a respirator, and then treated his own wound.

Batman with solid muscles was not as lucky as Wei Lin, and the bullet pierced through his body. The bullet penetrated the muscle layer of his abdomen and internal organs and got stuck in the muscles of the lower back.

But after Wei Lin's sacrifice of life, Batman's abdominal wound looks like the wound is still there on the surface, but it has healed inside.

Batman didn't care about the pain of opening his own wound, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wei Lin.

It is true that his wound healed, his healing and Wei Lin's coma were at the same time, every second is exactly the same, it is impossible that there is no connection.

Batman stretched out his hand tremblingly, checked Wei Lin's situation again, and relaxed after confirming that the boy's vital signs had not disappeared but gradually became clearer.

Arrived at the Batcave.

Batman's attitude towards Wei Lin made Alfred also attach importance to Wei Lin.

Without saying anything more about Bruce ignoring his injuries, Alfred and Bruce put Wei Lin into professional medical equipment together as a seriously ill patient.

Then the two saw that Wei Lin's average number rose a little every minute.

Bruce's hand gradually clenched. If it was before, he might have thought that this was another mutant with super resilience, but he linked his recovery with Wei Lin's sudden weakness.

The boy is supposed to have the ability to heal others, and the use of this ability is harmful to himself.

He naturally knows the attraction of healing ability to most people in the world, so has Wei Lin's ability been discovered or used, and if so, why did Wei Lin escape successfully and has not been arrested until now?

Various thoughts swirled in Bruce's mind, and he was about to check the boy's information immediately.

"Master, let me do this kind of thing. Although I am old, I can still do some things, but the first task now should be to treat your injuries? By the way, you should also think about what kind of extreme sports make you become Now."

Hearing the anger in the old butler's words, Bruce raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Treating the wound obediently, looking at the gunshot wound on his body that could not be concealed, and looking at Al's darkening face, Bruce looked up at the ceiling with a guilty conscience.

This kind of injury... It is estimated that no one would believe that it was an extreme sports injury.

So... let's say that he was robbed on the way to extreme sports!Simply perfect!

"I contacted Gordon, who just received a request for cooperation from the Metropolitan Police a few days ago. This child was imprisoned by a prisoner there, and the child imprisoned with him didn't know much about him. But it's all for sure that he saved them, and stayed at the end to hold back the mob you just sent to the police station - the guy the gang used to buy and sell from prisoners.

Before that, no trace of him was photographed in any place around, including the satellites above the earth, as if he appeared out of thin air.

He's a mutant commodity on the Yaku-gang side because of his self-healing abilities.

But otherwise we know nothing about him. "

Alfred told Bruce what he had found.

"Can't you find out more... By the way, he once found my safe house on the top floor in the west, looking for the surveillance cameras nearby."

"...There is no video of him in the elevator or stairs..."

Bruce murmured.

"You can't be photographed there either."

Alfred hands Bruce a glass of milk with dates.

"So maybe he also flew over, otherwise he wouldn't be able to completely... eh?

……what is this? "

Bruce, staring at the monitor, reached for the glass the butler gave him and took a sip.

Forget about milk...Although he doesn't like it, and he's not a kid anymore, Al still likes to hand him this thing, but he's used to it.

"Red dates? This thing is too sweet."

Batman is a little helpless. It is true that sweets can replenish calories, but he usually doesn't like sweets.

"It can replenish blood, I think you need it very much now, sir."

Bruce swallowed the rebuttal in his mouth, finished the glass of milk mixed with red dates, felt the strong taste left in his mouth, and went to brush his teeth with a disheveled face.

"He did fly there, but the method...is very mutant."

Alfred called up the video of Wei Lin being hunted down on the road, all the way to the camera Batman installed on his balcony.

There happened to be a picture of Wei Lin closing his spread cold white wings.

The boy's wings should not be real, because there is no damage to the clothes on his back after taking them back.

The scarlet blood and Wei Lin's messy appearance made Wei Lin not look like a decent person even with white wings.

Even though he was seriously injured and on the verge of falling, he looked imposing.

This was completely different from the well-behaved Wei Lin who Al saw in a coma, which made him frown involuntarily.

"How to say...he doesn't look very safe."

"...I think so too, but obviously he saved me, otherwise my injury wouldn't last long. And those materials also prove that he should be a good boy."

The butler thought of the strange injury he saw when he was dealing with it. The bullet embedded in Bruce's lower back muscle was taken out by cutting the muscle from the back with a scalpel, because the internal organs that had healed would be injured from the front.

He was surprised: "Those healing parts are him?"

"Well, he probably passed out because of this."

Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly, his deep browbones and high nose bridge made his profile look very three-dimensional, forming a melancholy arc with his tightly pursed lips.

The scene of Wei Lin falling unconscious and powerless in his arms coincides with the scene of Barbara falling down covered in blood.

He is not afraid of these injuries, but he does not want others to be injured because of him. Relatively speaking, he would rather bear the pain himself.

Although the data showed that Wei Lin's body was recovering, Bruce still didn't dare to leave.

The repressed restlessness and sadness around him let Alfred know that Bruce was thinking about Barbara or Vincent again, and that Bruce probably wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight.

Al sighed, got up and put away the cup, then turned and left, leaving Bruce alone in a quiet space.

When Wei Lin woke up, he saw a black-haired man with his chin propped up and reading a stack of documents beside him. The man was keenly aware of his sobriety, so he stood up and walked towards him.

"You're awake, are you okay?"

The man raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked to look a little frivolous, which softened the strong pressure brought by his steel-blue eyes. The blue and black eyes did not make him look listless, but added a bit of decadent and lazy charm to him. .

"……Who are you?"

Wei Lin looked at the other party hesitantly, his body was still heavy.

Wei Lin tried to get up with his hands, but the man thoughtfully supported him behind his back, and erected the pillow for him to lean on.

"He's the dark, good guy from last night."

Yitong talked to Wei Lin in his mind.

Wei Lin subconsciously looked into the man's eyes, and then moved to his mouth. He has a slight face blindness to Westerners. In fact, many Chinese people are like this, but he sometimes encountered foreigners in his previous work, and he learned it later. A person is remembered by some external characteristics that cannot be changed.

What impressed him the most about Batman before was his exposed eyes and mouth, except for his black suit, which is easy to create a fixed impression on people.

Steel-blue eyes, although they seem to be softened a lot, are undoubtedly a color number, and he guarantees them with years of eyesight helping his sister buy lipstick.

The other party's mouth was not as serious as before, but Batman also smiled once, which coincided with the hormonal smile of the man in front of him, as if he was teasing someone.

"batman?"

Caught off guard, Bruce's pupils narrowed and his eyes widened:

……ha? ? !