[Comprehensive British and American] Mr. Wayne's daily life of social animals

I'm suffocating.

Why hasn't this kid come home yet?Isn't Ah Fu's dinner delicious?

Damian was not in a good mood at first, but seeing Betty being held in his arms like this was even more uncomfortable.

He stepped forward and grabbed Betty's hand and pulled it out.

"Little friend, it's not good to snatch other people's girlfriends in the middle of the night." Seeing that his prey had been lost, the middle-aged man frowned and prepared to snatch the girl back.

"Are you his girlfriend?" Damian looked at me very seriously, as if as long as I said yes, he would cut it off for me immediately with a knife, and then give me a new one.

"...No, just for fun."

"So she's not your girlfriend," Damian said as he put me against the wall, "then I think you should leave obediently."

"Do you think you are Robin in Robin's clothes?" The middle-aged man is not afraid of this at all. If he was afraid of this, he would not be in this business, he is just a kid.

Damian had no intention of talking to such a dying man, he looked at the man with a look like you were going to die, and then drew his knife from his waist.

I pursed my lips, I had to stop Damian.

Just when this best work from the League of Assassins was about to kill the fish I had caught for a long time, I finally couldn't help shouting out: "Robin doesn't kill people."

Damian paused for a moment.

"Run away!" The tracker and bug on my body, I have already installed the fucking device, hurry up, you.

The middle-aged man left without looking back.

I watched Damian sheath the knife and come up to me.

His green eyes, which he inherited from his mother, looked at me suspiciously: "Why stop me?"

Of course it was my hard-earned fish and leads!Otherwise, do you think it's fun to wear a miniskirt to cool your eggs at night?

I licked my lips: "Robin doesn't kill people... I thought you were an admirer of Robin."

"I'll be Robin." Damian was decisive, but after a while, he stepped up and grabbed my neck to help me straighten the cloak on me.

"Robin and Batman," the little prince who grew up in the Middle East asked the Gotham native girl in front of him, "what do you think?"

I suppressed my discomfort and let Damian help me fix my clothes. Seeing that he seemed to be asking this question very seriously, I could only say: "It's fear and hope."

Damian leaves.

I rubbed my head in frustration. If it wasn't for the sudden interruption of this kid, I might have gone back with the man just now.

I'd better go over and analyze those broken corpses first.

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After a series of analyzes including bone age analysis and DNA analysis, I matched the corpse with a girl named Atalana Duke. This girl disappeared about 10 days ago, and there is no news about it until now.

I sighed, sat back on the chair again, reached out and rubbed my temples, and glanced at the cloak I had taken off.

Damian used to hand out cloaks to others.

I reached out and shook the cloak off. This is an ordinary cloak—of course it is very suitable for sunshade in the desert. I don’t know if Damian got it from his mother, or he himself after staying in Wayne Manor. bought.

I noticed the League of Assassins markings on the inside of the cloak.

Well, he probably brought it from his mother.

Immediately I felt the cloak burn, and I hesitated, thinking I should give it back to him.

"But since you're in Gotham, maybe you should also stay away from that pervert Rasiogu."

I turned to look at Robin's cape which was hanging by me.

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The first time was raw and the second time was familiar. When I put on Betty’s clothes and walked on the street in high heels on the evening of the second day, I specifically inquired that Red Hood should deal with the new batch of munitions at the pier today. Absolutely If you don't come back here, you will help the girl who has lost her way to go to school.

I poured a little wine on myself to create a state of intoxication, squinting against the street lights and smirking at the men and women coming and going.

Maybe I should be patient and wait a little longer. The time for them to catch their prey is usually in the early morning—this time is the safest time for hunters and the most slack time for prey.

I observed the current situation on this street with great interest, and I had already begun to plan in my heart the project of the Drake Charity Fund to aid out-of-school girls—it was too slow to take care of them one by one like Jason.

"Hi."

I looked up and imitated the street girl next to me to make a frivolous gesture and turned around to embrace the shoulders of the man who struck up a conversation with me—I decided to send him away first, and wait for another two hours.

But when the man turned his head to look at me, my whole body was literally split from the skull to the soles of my feet by lightning.

Isn't this... Jason?

The knight looked at the girl, feeling familiar.

I hurriedly chatted with him in a pretentious voice that couldn't be heard belonging to Robin kid: "Do you want to have a drink with me tonight?"

Arkham Knight continued to look at the girl with narrowed eyes.

My hairs stood on end.

"You are Tibao."

……

what? !

How did you recognize it?

"I'm not, is Tibao your girlfriend? If you want to play with me, I'm willing to be your..."

The knight directly reached out and held my neck, and with a slight movement, he peeled off the artificial skin covering my Adam's apple.

……

So how did you figure it out? !

The knight obviously saw the doubt in my eyes, he smiled smugly, his face returned to calm, stretched out his hand to embrace me, and whispered in my ear: "In the photo Raven gave me, Alberti Na and your eyes are exactly the same now."

I never thought that I was actually ruined by eye makeup—isn’t it just like double eyelid stickers!I'm wearing green eye shadow now, can it be the same as the earthy color of Albertina's good girl? !

Jason, are your eyes microscopes?

But since I have been exposed in front of the truth, I will break the can this time. While reaching out to wrap my arms around Jason's neck, which is half a head taller than me, I use his cover to use the Adam's apple on my neck again. The simulated skin is covered up.

"I came out to investigate a case of trafficking in women," I explained in a low voice next to his ear, "Barbara and the others were not suitable to come, and then I came."

"There's no other Timothy in Gotham for you to play with this time," Arkham Knight snorted softly, "Aren't you cool with your clothes?"

"Better than Dick."

"Dick had a cape, too."

Why do you all care about whether a big man is cool in the street in shorts?

I hugged the knight's neck, raised my feet slightly, and continued to lie on top of him and said, "Let me go, this case is really important."

With your body type, you can't pretend to be a little girl like me, so why stay here?

The knight rubbed the back of Tibao's neck and smiled, "I'll help you."

I wanted to refuse, but seeing Jason's seriousness, I couldn't bear to refuse: "Stay away from me, I've caught someone, and you can follow slowly from behind, don't startle the snake."

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Arkham Knight is actually the first time to see the appearance of Tibao's women's clothing-it used to be from the photos snatched from Timothy and the group photos that Raven gave him as a friend.

Robin, who was wearing a street girl, wasn't very skilled at first, but now he's twisting his ass like a dick.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the knight watched Tim twist his buttocks to avoid one after another salty pig's claws stretching up to his chest, waist and buttocks. look.

It's really fun for Tim to laugh and stumble and make this group of people go shit.

After I stood on this street for over two hours, I finally bumped into the man I thought was a possibility.

Unlike the middle-aged man I met yesterday, this man has a fat head and big ears, the shirt on his stomach is tightly stretched, and there is a gold-plated ring on his hand that I can tell at a glance.

"Niu'er, are you going to play with me?" He threw me a ring, I tried it, and it was actually real gold.

I saw that this man had the same aura as that of the middle-aged man yesterday that made my radar alert, and I showed a young prostitute's unique prodigal expression with some innocence: "Okay."

The knight on the high wall covered his eyes with his hands. With his acting skills, it's no wonder that he couldn't realize that he was Timothy from another world.

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I finally turned on the tracking and bugging device on my body, and passed the data to Oracle Barbara who was still processing the data in a wheelchair.

"Why don't we go to the Love Hotel..." I asked next to the fat pig.

"Perhaps you'd like to enjoy a little wine with me?"

When I came to his so-called "apartment", I glanced and immediately felt that something was wrong.

What kind of apartment has blood splatter like that in it?Even with the tapestry in the way, I can spot what those little dull black dots are.

This is the scene of the first crime.

The fat man went to the bar and took out the red wine he told me on the way. Under the dim light, he pushed over a goblet.

"Come first, Betty?"

I smell the wine and it's by no means full wine in it - it's drugged.

I noticed the gesture from the knight to me from outside the window, and I didn't refuse, so I took the glass and drank half of it: "It's a good wine... I've never had such a good wine."

I've never had a drink this bad, shit.

The man stroked my chin with his fat palm, and he looked at me like he was weighing a broiler in the vegetable market.

"You're still a chick, aren't you?" The man proudly talked about his method of testing a girl's quality, and then praised me as "clean, youthful, and capable." I suppressed the desire to vomit and shyly gave him wink.

The effect of the medicine gradually came up, and I, who had a certain resistance to the drug, slowly closed my eyes in order not to show my weakness, pretending to pass out.

"Ah, bitch." The fat man immediately took off the gentle mask on his face after realizing that the girl opposite him had passed out, and he pinched the girl's chin and shook it from side to side.

Then he dragged the girl's clothes and walked towards the wall.

The man lifted the tapestry, and there was a safety door inside.

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