Schizophrenia

When Alfred found their Bruce owner, Bruce was buried in a warehouse full of dust.

"Master Bruce," Alfred covered his nose with his hand, "I don't think you will change from a bat to a spider."

"You came at the right time, Fu," Bruce said to Fu's sarcasm. "Do you still remember the computer we found when we were young, and where were the printed materials at the end?" After returning from the hospital, he thought about it for a long time , I just remembered where I have seen this kind of brain overdevelopment.

The original Indian Hill project, he had seen the research material, was about artificial humans.

"I thought that matter was over." A Fu was actually unwilling to do anything about the things that occupied most of Bruce's youth.But now that Master Bruce has grown up, it's useless for him to stop him, it's just a waste of time and energy: "In this box."

Bruce looked at the big box in Ah Fu's hand, feeling a sense of relief.To be honest, before Ah Fu came, he had already sat in the pair of long-haired and dusty documents for more than two hours.Why did he like to collect some useless materials so much when he was a child, and then didn't throw them away?

"Are you looking for something?" Afu looked at Bruce's voice drawn out, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, do you have any memories about artificial people?" Bruce didn't look up, and couldn't see the expression at the moment.

"Artificial man, it seems that your imagination has been raised to a higher level." Afu looked at Bruce's back, and looked away at the corner of the room, "Don't you get along with these artificial monsters every day? You should be the clearest." He said so in a calm tone.

Bruce turned his head and looked at Ah Fu, with the same expression as usual: "It's a magician." There's nothing he can't say, "I suspect, he's an artificial human." At first it was just a guess, but when Sis appeared, he It has already been confirmed that it will not be ordinary humans who can be bound to that kind of alien.

"Maybe my memory is not very good," Ah Fu spoke slowly, "I don't remember some of these materials. I prepared cookies and afternoon tea for you, and you may be willing to join Master Dick when you are done. "Turn around and leave from the dark room.He didn't care if Bruce could find the information, or rather, he couldn't find it at all.

There is indeed information about artificial humans, but they are not here.

Seeing Dick sitting in the garden playing games, Ah Fu remembered the lonely grave in the corner of Wayne Manor and sighed.I hope that things will not be as he guessed. If it is true, Master Thomas and Master Martha will be very sad if they find out in heaven.

Speaking of it, people are useless when they are old. I always feel that my health is not particularly good recently, so I should go to the hospital for a check-up.Just go to Gotham General Hospital, there are few people and the service quality is not bad.

By the time Bruce came out of the cellar rummaging through the boxes, it was already dinner time.The big villa was empty, neither Ah Fu nor Dick was there.It took Bruce three seconds to remember that Dick had told him a long time ago that he had tickets to visit the ST branch, a week ago, and the date was today.

Ah Fu might not be able to come back until later, and it was fine after five o'clock on weekdays, but Bruce, who hadn't had lunch, was already hungry.Although he doesn't eat junk food, Bruce thinks he can still order a Chinese takeaway. As for the distance?

If you have money, everything is not a problem.

But... is the rendezvous point that far away?Ah Fu, who was always on time, failed to come back.

At this moment, Ah Fu, whom Bruce was thinking about, was standing in an intensive ward of Gotham No. [-] General Hospital, looking at the unconscious young man on the bed.This face, if placed on the outside, would be a star face that many little girls would love, but probably because he didn't eat very well recently, he was much thinner than the one he saw on the screen of Master Bruce.

Normally, a criminal is always sensitive, but this man seemed to be asleep until he reached the bedside.Ah Fu raised his hand to touch the young man's colorful short hair, feeling a little dumbfounded.If it's really what he guessed, then his young master Jacob really has a unique aesthetic.

Looking at the time, Ah Fu raised his hand and rolled up the sleeve on the right hand of the young man on the bed, and skillfully injected a tube of red liquid into the arm.Putting away the needle tube and putting down the sleeves, Ah Fu rested his fingers on the young man's neck, feeling the beating under his hands gradually weakening.

Then when the feeling was almost gone, there was a violent jump, which reawakened the stability after that.

Ah Fu stood by the side of the bed, watching the hair of the young man sleeping unconscious on the bed start from the roots, like dyed cloth curtains, from the roots, black to the ends.The facial features that were originally inclined to be gorgeous also began to change, more like the handsome and cute one he had seen a long time ago.

"No wonder," Ah Fu looked at the young man with a baby face and smiled, "It's really not deterrent."

Ah Fu stood at the bedside and watched for a while, noticing that the young man's hair on the bed began to change again, smiled and put the flowers in his hand on the bedside, and then left quietly.

After all, it's what they owe.Since the young master doesn't want them to know, let's pretend he doesn't know.