[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

The two of them looked at each other, and Bruce remained calm, with just the right amount of surprise on his face...

"Really... But there is no way, that guy always likes to throw people who he doesn't know how to deal with to me, no wonder so many people misunderstand... Little guy, you are not from Gotham? Otherwise, you shouldn't know me.

I'm Bruce Wayne. "

Bruce raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a bit of uncontrollable laughter on his face. It was funny for Wei Lin to identify the wrong person. When he said his name, he was naturally full of confidence, as if there was nothing doubtful about it.

Wei Lin said that he also remembered that these superheroes in foreign countries seem to be keen to make some disguises that are not very useful in his opinion, and Batman still packs himself more tightly.

According to Gotham's situation, if Batman's identity is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable, but his healing ability is probably also exposed now, and there is no need to sympathize with anyone.

"...Your eyes and lips are the same. Although your temperament and voice are very different, it should be that you are right. And I remember the breath on your body."

Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to bother to hide it. Although the existence of unity does not seem to be very useful now, as long as the system has enough merits to give it energy, it can do many things.

Maybe it will become his hole card in the future, so it is necessary to hide its existence now.

The way to hide it is of course to push it to one's own "mutant ability", and the cure is already available, so what else is there to be afraid of?Don't worry about debts.

When Wei Lin spoke, he didn't show any small movements to reveal his heart, his eyes looked at Bruce naturally, and what he said was seventy-eight percent true, and he looked very calm.

Bruce believed six points, but because of his own suspicious character, this level is already considered good.

"Hmm...breath? Smell?"

Bruce didn't answer directly, but curiously caught the point of Wei Lin's words.

"Ah, no, it's similar to a kind of intuition. It's not easy for ordinary people to distinguish, but it's easy to recognize people like you who are particularly heinous."

Bruce was a little confused: "...I am like this?"

Wei Lin frowned and thought about the appropriate English expression

"It's just... everyone has a characteristic, I can feel it when I touch it, I can't tell the difference between ordinary people, but you don't think there are many people who make me feel reliable and trustworthy, plus some similar details , I will think you are Batman."

Bruce's expression was still frivolous and lazy. With the thick dark circles under his eyes and the deep eye sockets of Westerners, he looked a little decadent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a little careless.

"It's a very strange ability. Just think of me as Batman. It doesn't matter anyway."

Bruce's indifferent look seemed to be coaxing a child, making the words from his mouth even more unbelievable, and it seemed to admit that it was actually a denial.

Also, if Batman was so easy to come out at first glance, he didn't know how many times he died.

Wei Lin: "Okay, Mr. Wayne, I'm Wei Lin."

Bruce felt powerless. Obviously, the boy opposite him also believed that he was Batman, and he obviously didn't take his denial attitude to heart.

"So... where is your home? I heard you don't remember much."

"Yes, my memory is incomplete, how did I appear here, where is this place, the people I have contacted and experiences before are all blank. But I know some things instinctively, such as calling the police and calling 911, although it seems to be right. There will always be some small problems when playing with me. Most of the memories are vague, including my own ability, which is also being explored."

"Don't you know your abilities? But Batman said you saved him." Bruce looked into Wei Lin's eyes.

"At that time, his injury was already very serious. In my impression, I was able to save him. I just wanted to keep him out of danger. I didn't expect this ability to have side effects." Wei Lin rubbed the center of his brows, as if Some distressed.

"Yes, when you were sent in, I almost thought you wouldn't survive."

Bruce pondered for a moment, then said:

"You should be a mutant with special abilities. I recommend you go to the Xavier Gifted Youth Academy, where mutants are recruited and protected, and taught to use and control their abilities correctly. Before you have clearly studied your abilities and side effects, you It's best not to use your abilities anymore."

Wei Lin asked the question he was most concerned about: "Are there a lot of mutants?"

"It's not small, but it's not enough compared to ordinary people. Therefore, while most mutants don't use their abilities to hurt others, they also need to learn not to be hurt by others."

"So, is my ability common?" Wei Lin didn't hold much hope, but asked anyway.

Bruce spread his hands on the chair

"No, if you're talking about your ability to heal other people. It's not uncommon to be able to fly. ——Sorry, I checked a little information about you and saw that you use your wings."

Bruce frowned slightly, looked at Wei Lin with apologetic eyes, and slightly pursed the corners of his mouth that was originally smiling, looking rather pitiful.

However, those steel-blue eyes are still charming and slightly provocative, combined with his mature and handsome appearance, it is not generally seductive.

Caught off guard by a shock, Wei Lin coughed and his ears turned red.

At this time, I have to mention one thing - Wei Lin's sexual orientation is male.

Otherwise, as a young, promising, handsome, tall and powerful criminal police captain, even if the job he does is a bit dangerous, there will definitely be girls who don't care about it.

It's not that there are no homosexual pursuits of Wei Lin, it's just that Wei Lin didn't realize his niche sexuality until he faced the blind date that his grandfather found for him at thirty.

Wei Lin who is too rigid will directly row into the ranks of his opponents because of his strong masculinity. Wei Lin who is too soft doesn't like it and finds it troublesome.

It's not so easy to find someone who is sweet or salty and doesn't dislike him.

As a result, even if Wei Lin found out that he was sexually inclined, he would continue to solo until he died.

Therefore, Wei Lin's singleness is entirely based on his strength, and luck means that he will not take the blame.

And Wei Lin, who has no emotional experience so far, is particularly obvious when he is teased, and he is completely noticed by Bruce, a veteran in love.

Bruce's heart skipped a beat right away—of course it wasn't because he suddenly felt that Wei Lin was good-looking and wanted to take advantage of the trend to develop further, but simply wanted to smash his head with some annoyance.

Because he was caught off guard and exposed his identity, he instinctively entered a highly tense defensive state, and subconsciously wanted to magnify the traits attached to his identity as Bruce Wayne.

What about Bruce Wayne?

Of course, it is the most distinctive character label of the well-known Playboy.

Generally speaking, this method works well, especially against certain female opponents.

After all, most people can't imagine the scene of having sex with the gloomy guardian of Gotham.

But Wei Lin's calmness and maturity made him apparently forget about Wei Lin's age. Even if Wei Lin didn't like men, he shouldn't have hinted at an underage boy so unscrupulously.

Bruce tried not to let himself show annoyance, adjusted his sitting posture calmly, restrained the hormones that were unscrupulously flaunting the whole room.

"It's okay, in fact, I really hope you can find out something."

Wei Lin said dryly that it was the first time he felt a similar fascination with someone, and it was still with someone he was not familiar with, which made him a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"...I'm sorry, but I haven't found any traces of you before you showed up in Metropolis. Then, I'll send you to Xavier College when you feel better. Now... maybe you need some meals?"

"Ah... ok, thank you."

Because of Bruce's nature, Wei Lin gradually returned to normal, and his uneasiness was completely forgotten after he enjoyed Al Butler's exquisite craftsmanship.

……

"what's the result?"

Bruce rubbed his eyebrows wearily, and asked Alfred beside him.

The housekeeper frowned and looked at the results of Wei Lin's physical examination and cell tests.

"It's just that the cell activity is higher. This level can be achieved by ordinary people after training. And according to the conclusion of the investigation, he probably didn't eat during the two times he was imprisoned, but obviously he didn't feel hungry. "

Bruce thought about it with a headache, all kinds of guesses lingering in his mind, and wanted to reach for the coffee cup, but the butler standing aside swiftly took it away.

"Since it has been decided to send the boy to the Xavier Talent Academy, there is no need to worry too much.

My lord, if I'm not completely old, I remember that you haven't slept for more than 24 hours.People can't regard themselves as clockwork, and they should rest or rest.Are you right? "

Alfred smiled kindly, very standard, almost measured with a ruler, which often means that he can't stand Bruce's self-willedness and not taking himself seriously.

"Uh... of course! It couldn't be more right, and I also think I need sleep right now."

Bruce winked at the butler innocently, the corners of his mouth were well-behaved, if there was a text in the emoticon for him, there must be a line like this on the top of his head

——Your Brucey baby is online, please accept it with both hands.

Alfred was discouraged for a second, smiled helplessly, fixed his eyes on Bruce and went to sleep in the bedroom, determined not to let him have a chance to fool him.

Bruce shrugged, and five seconds after returning to the room, his slightly plaintive voice came out:

"Al, I think you should trust me more..."

Bruce looked at the ransacked room where nothing was left except the landline phone for contact, and lay powerlessly on the bed.

"I'm sorry, sir, your credit in this regard has been bankrupt with me, and it is also my duty to supervise your health."

Alfred walked in with sleeping pills and warm water, smiling very gently.

"It's useless to me..."

As Bruce said, he still drank the white pill with water.

"But you always need sleep, sir. Go to sleep, we all need you."

Alfred bent down and gave Bruce a reassuring hug.

Bruce lay in bed with his eyes open for a long time in the dark after the butler left.

Starting from Barbara, Dick's departure, Vincent's death, conflict and break with Superman, Superman's departure...

These are like thorns piercing his heart with blood, as long as he calms down, the wound there will reveal its existence to him, those despair and pain pile up in his heart, for those who are suppressed Hate and darkness are nourishing.

"Is it cured? A serious injury like mine can be cured..."

So... what about the rest?

Bruce rolled over and curled himself up under the covers.

He was really... too bad.

This kind of ability makes him, who is more and more full of regrets around him, uncontrollably extravagant, even though he knows that the use of this ability may cause harm to Wei Lin.

But...if he offered Wei Lin what he wanted, would Wei Lin help him?

In the darkness, Bruce's face was sad, and he closed his eyes heavily.

This kind of him seems to be no different from those who covet and covet the abilities of mutants.

The author has something to say: Master's regrets... all have to be made up.