[Zhongyingmei] I use the card to save the world

Ian thought that for a suspicious person like Bruce, after hearing that she was his daughter, his first reaction would be to doubt her.

She was thinking about how to deal with Bruce's problem in her mind just now, but she didn't expect Bruce to care about her body when he opened his mouth.

Ian, who had rarely heard Bruce's soothing tone, touched his nose uncomfortably.

"It's okay, my recovery ability is quite strong, it's just a change of blood, it's nothing to me."

"Well, let's find a place to talk later."

"it is good."

Tony on the side touched his chin in disappointment. He thought he could see the change of the old bat's face, but he didn't expect it to pass so plainly.

But the old bat probably doesn't know that Charles and Eric are also fantasy's father.

Thinking of this, Tony showed a weird smile, wondering how the old bat would feel after knowing this.

"Okay, it should be almost there." Zatana was always paying attention to the changes in Bruce's body, and after feeling that his life energy had almost recovered, she quickly stepped forward, "Remove the needle, Bruce's body has recovered gone."

Hearing Zatanna's words, Ian withdrew the needle and sat up from the bed.

According to her thinking, this bed is unnecessary at all, and she is not the kind of ordinary person who will not feel weak due to excessive blood draw.

At that time, when she proposed the idea of ​​not using the bed, she was severely taught by Tony, so she had no choice but to lie on the bed peacefully.

Now that he could get out of bed, Ian couldn't wait to pull out the needle and jumped off the bed.

Seeing Ian's movements, Bruce frowned and glanced at Ian's arm.

Ian drew the needle in a disorderly manner, and blood was gushing out from the needle hole on his arm.

He sat up, disposed of the needle in his hand, and waved to Ian, "Illusionist, come here."

"What's wrong?" Ian glanced at Bruce in surprise, not knowing what he was looking for, but he still walked towards him.

"Hands." Bruce said simply and in shock.

Ian, who was confused, raised his hand, but saw Bruce pull out a cotton swab from the side, and carefully began to deal with the needle on his hand.

"Thank you, thank you." Ian thanked in a low voice.

She curled her fingers a little unaccustomed to it. To be honest, she didn't even notice the small injury on her arm, but Bruce noticed it and helped her deal with it.

Bruce's hand was almost twice as big as Ian's, and the calluses and wounds on his fingertips came into Ian's eyes.

Ian was not surprised. Bruce was just an ordinary person without superpowers. After fighting against the villains of Gotham for so many years, I don’t know how many hidden wounds left in his body, let alone the calluses on his fingertips. up.

Find a chance to treat Bruce, Ian secretly planned in his heart, but be careful not to be discovered by Bruce.

"Okay." Bruce moved quickly, healed the small wound with two strokes.

Tsk, Tony glanced at Bruce unhappily. Seeing Bruce's appearance, why did he think it would be difficult to bring Ian back to the United this time?

"Batman, since you're fine, I'll go first, I still have something to do." Zatana said.

After speaking, she pulled the broom out of the hat, rode sideways on the broom, and flew out of the window.

After seeing Zatanna leave, Tony and Jason glanced at each other and retreated from the room, leaving Bruce and Ian a space to get along alone.

"Hey, bat boy, do you think the old bat will prevent the visionary from returning to New York with me?" Tony walked back and forth in the corridor outside the house, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

"How do I know?" Jason folded his hands and leaned against the edge of the corridor.

The conversation between the two people in the room didn't last too long. A few minutes later, Ian walked out of the room first. Seeing Tony walking back and forth in the corridor, he asked in confusion, "Tony, what are you doing?"

"Fantasy, tell me the truth." Tony looked at Ian with a serious face, "Did the old bat tell you not to go back to New York with me?"

"No, Tony, what are you thinking, we just chatted casually, I will definitely go back to New York with you." Ian didn't know whether to laugh or cry

Hearing Ian's words, Tony raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and looked at Bruce who followed Ian and came out of the room, "I heard no old bat, even if the visionary is your daughter, she is also our Avengers people."

Seeing Tony's beating expression, Bruce felt a little itchy in his fist.

He did think about letting Ian stay on Gotham's side, but he dismissed the idea immediately. He and Ian hadn't been together for long as father and daughter, not to mention that he was going to investigate some things now.

Thinking of the things he probed in the conversation with Ian just now, Bruce lowered his eyes, and the dark eyes flashed past.

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"Fantasy, what did the old bat tell you just now?" Tony leaned back, found a comfortable position on the sofa, and pulled out a pillow to hug him.

"It's nothing, just chatted about my childhood, and invited me to visit Gotham in two days." A person glanced at Tony's hand, where there was a dead body of a teddy bear replica.

She couldn't figure out why this group of people were so keen on researching this kind of thing. If it was her, she wouldn't even take a look at it.

They were flying towards the shelter in Tony's helicopter.

Now that Gotham is done, the first priority is to lock up the teddy bear maker in her space first.

"What's so interesting about Gotham, there's nothing but those lunatics." Tony slandered Gotham in a low voice.

"Tony." Ian gave Tony a helpless look. She found that Tony was extremely naive when facing Bruce, and she wanted to scold him for everything.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Tony raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

The helicopter landed slowly and stopped on the roof of the shelter.

Tony and Ian got off the helicopter one by one. The robots patrolling around looked at them vigilantly. After scanning and verifying their identities, they returned to normal and continued to patrol.

They walked towards the containment room where the contents were kept.

"Illusionist, is it true that the teddy bear maker's containment room doesn't need to be more defensive?" Tony asked with some hesitation.

"If you want to add it, you can add it." Ian spread his hands, "It is indeed not offensive in itself, if you are not at ease, it is no problem to add a few layers of defense."

"I think it's better to add a few percent of the defense." Tony found a containment room with countless layers of defense and various thermal weapons, and locked the teddy bear maker in.

The little bear crouched pitifully in the corner, looking at the two outside the shelter, as if begging for mercy.

But the two ruthless people outside did not look at it, but discussed adding a few more teams of robots to patrol outside the containment room.

"Tony, you must pay attention. Once there is an object similar to a teddy bear in the shelter of the teddy bear maker, it must be destroyed by the robot immediately." Ian warned, "The copy of the teddy bear maker Items will only appear around it... Forget it, the entire shelter should be put on alert."

"Once it appears in the shelter, the teddy bears other than the teddy bear maker shall be destroyed immediately."

"No problem." Tony nodded, "I'll go and change the robot's program right away to ensure that no teddy bears appear."

"Okay, then let's go back first."

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor, and the conversation between them could be heard vaguely.

"Tony, who was locked in that containment room just now? Why did I see a farmland in the surveillance?"

"That's where the epidemic doctor is locked up. Besides, that's not a farmland, it's a flower field."

"Plague doctor? Why is there a flower field in its containment room?"

"Oh, I saw that it likes lavender so much, so I gave it a few pots with lavender seeds and let it grow by itself."

"As for the flower field, it felt that a few pots of flowers were not enough, so it asked me to apply to plant lavender."

"Forehead……"

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"Bruce, I brought you the information you asked for." Jason put the memory card on the table and pushed it towards Bruce.

"Okay." Bruce nodded, his hands kept moving, looking at the information on the computer, his expression was uncertain.

Jason glanced at the computer screen, and probably understood what Bruce was looking for. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you doubting the identity of the illusionist?"

"With all due respect, Zatana's magic shouldn't go wrong. If you doubt it, you can go for a paternity test."

"No, I'm not doubting that." Bruce shook his head and said, "I'm wondering where she came from, or how she was born?"

"Isn't she your illegitimate child... Cough cough cough." Under Bruce's gaze, Jason swallowed the next half of the sentence.

"I chatted with the illusionist for a few words, and wanted to infer from her age, with whom I gave birth to her back then."

"However, judging from the age stated by the visionary, I did not find any eligible suspects."

"In other words, either the illusionist lied, or she was not born in a normal way." Bruce said in a low voice, "I suspect it's the latter."

"Why? Maybe the illusionist told you not her real age."

"It's simple, because I asked her about her childhood experience." Bruce recalled his conversation with Ian.

"The memory she said was very jumpy, and several place names were mentioned in it. Judging from her body language, she didn't lie." Bruce said, he has rich experience in this area.

"But the strange thing is that I didn't find any of the place names she mentioned, and the timeline of her childhood experience is a bit messed up."

"So I think that the visionary may have come out of the laboratory." Bruce slid the computer interface, carefully checking the information on it.

"And I happened to find out something. A few years ago, there was a riot in Hydra's experimental base. They happened to be studying the artificial human project. During the riot at that time, many artificial humans escaped come out."

"According to the data, none of those artificial humans lived for a year, but I think that the batch of artificial humans back then may not all have died."

"You mean." Jason frowned, "Is the visionary an artificial human who survived that year?"