[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham X King's Thoughts

Soft and flexible seemed to be synonymous with Dick. He moved his toes and began to climb.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?!" The criminal sitting in the driver's seat saw the big underpants that suddenly appeared outside the glass.

"Oh!"

The bullet shattered the window, but Dick had expected it. He grabbed the horizontal bar above the carriage and turned over to escape the attack of two terrified criminals.

These two must be high on drugs, otherwise it's hard to explain the lifeless insanity they drive—the passenger's, their own and Dick's.

The insanity of the two men's bullets was increasing, making it difficult for Dick to try to roll into the car and stun them both, just as the little Robin bird was about to fall on the railroad tracks to avoid the deranged criminal.

A large, broad hand gripped the bird's ankle.

After being stabilized by the sudden hand, Dick made a beautiful turn in the air, and then landed safely on the gravel road next to the train.

The red cloak fluttered, and the man in the little red boots carried the two robbers who had been pulled out from the front of the car with one hand, and stopped the train that was about to derail with the other hand.

Dick landed on the ground and tightened the belt around his waist before raising his head.

"It's Superman!"

"Fortunately, they haven't killed anyone yet," Son of the Sun threw the two robbers to the ground, and then landed lightly beside Dick. "What's wrong with you today?"

The big blue in front of him is still so reliable, but compared to his superman uncle, the big blue uniform in front of him seems to have been upgraded.

"Well..." Dick didn't know how to explain to him.

"Wait a minute," Clark turned his head to listen. He heard Police Brudhaven's gentle soothing voice to the victim when he was working overtime in the police station. "Dick should still be in Brudhaven."

"Yes," Little Dick grabbed his oversized T-shirt with his hands, and hugged the collar to prevent his shoulders from being exposed, "Big Blue, I'm only 13 years old this year. Send me a wonderful tour of the Kent cornfields...although you took me to plant seedlings for a day in March."

Superman scratched his hair in embarrassment, just hearing the cornfield, he was sure that the Dick in front of him was indeed Red.

"Ah, this," Superman recalled when he met Robin when he was a superboy. At that time, Robin, a cool and mature superhero, became a superboy who hadn't quite found his way and was on the way to find himself. Bright signpost, so maybe Robin Dick has traveled not only to Superman's past, but also to Superman's future, "That's a really big question."

But now Clark is no longer the super kid who needs Robin's help. The steady and reliable chairman of the Justice League squatted down and hugged the boy in his arms, and used his red cape to give the boy who was still wearing a thin shirt and floral pants in the early morning wind. Dick warm: "Maybe you need B's help."

Superman felt the boy's arms wrap around his neck.

Oh, Rao, Superman sighed inwardly, Dick had another fight with Bruce.

Dick, wrapped in a red cloak, sticks out his little head and looks at Brudhaven under the rising sun. This city is a typical industrial city, and the air is filled with the smog of an industrial city.

"Da Lan, does flying feel like walking to you?"

Dick asked that question too, oh, Superman meant the big one.

He picked up the speed, and the unique biological field around Superman kept Dick from feeling the cold wind. "You mean flying? It's second nature to me."

The child in his arms was silent for a while, and when Superman was about to fly away from Bludhaven, he looked down at Robin: "What's wrong?"

"Why did I choose Bludhaven?"

And what will happen to me in the future?Why did you leave Gotham, leave Bruce?

"Because you are a hero, Dick," I gave you the name Nightwing when you decided to become independent, and you continued the legend, "You came here to protect the weak, you came here to find justice."

"But what about Gotham?" Dick, who was still Robin, didn't understand Bludhaven. At this moment, he only had Ms. Gotham in his heart.

Clark heard the little gentleman at the police station gently pat the crying victim on the shoulder, his voice was as gentle as when Robin was comforting the victim, but it was more calm and firm: " Leave it to me and everything will be fine."

"You're only 13 now, why worry so much," Superman said, picking up speed after leaving Bludhaven, which made Dick no longer look down. "You'll grow into the best you can be."

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The Watchtower is still too far ahead for Dick Jr.

Pulling on Superman's red cape, Dick clenched his toes uncomfortably—God, although he thought the big underpants he found were pretty, but he just came to a very high-end place...

The arrival of Superman 001 is not new to everyone who is still in the league, and only the Flash raised his head to say hello to his most admired Superman.

But when Wally looked up, he saw a familiar boy.

"God, big man..." The red lightning suddenly appeared next to Dick, and Dick felt that he was hijacked by something. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was being lifted high by the Flash.

"How did you bring Dick?!"

Dick subconsciously wanted to escape from the Flash's captivity—so he shrank his small shoulders, leaving only the wide T-shirt in the Flash's hand, and then ran back to Superman, using The red cloak wrapped herself around.

"You scared him, Lightning."

The chairman shook his head helplessly, he patted Dick who was stuck on his body, and continued walking.

Oh, Rao, Xiao Hong is really stuck to her waist now.

Wally looked at Dick being taken away by the chairman, and finally grabbed the T-shirt in his hand: "Wait for me, meringue!"

Even if he can catch up in less than a second.

Dick hugged Superman's thin waist tightly, and his feet were slightly off the ground, but the red cloak could cover his naked upper body, but it couldn't cover the chatter around him.

"My gosh, does this dick know me now? Does the old bat know?  …"

I only know Kid Flash, Dick thought, and his mentor had exactly the same temperament as him.

When he finally came to the office of the Alliance Advisor, even Superman temporarily stopped in his tracks, hesitating for a second.

The chattering Flash Wally even shut his mouth.

"Boom"

"Come in," Batman said to those outside the door, signing. "The door is unlocked."

The person who came in should be Superman, and Batman continued to do his work without raising his head. Hearing the voice, there was another one, probably that kid Wally.

"Ah, B, I met a surprise."

"Why, the building you knocked down in the Metropolis last time climbed up by itself?" Batman's criticism was as pungent as ever.

"Batman..."

The pen in Bruce's hand stopped, and he heard a familiar voice.

When he looked up, he saw the little bird cub wrapped in his partner's stupid red cape.

"Dick?"

"Bruce."

The dark knight stood up, and he pulled out the little bird, whose upper body was naked and the lower body was tied with an adult belt and flowery pants, out of the red cloak: "What's wrong with you?"

"Bruce," Dick sniffed, "you gave Robin's identity to someone else?"

Dick, what the devil question are you asking?

Little Robin got into the bat's big cloak and planted himself in it: "I'm fired by you now, I haven't reconciled with that you yet."

Batman was at a loss for words for a while, he kind of forgot how the liveliest bird he used to deal with.

So the dark knight stared at his best partner in embarrassment: "Superman, what is going on?"

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"A death mission has been issued from above, we must find him."

Officer Grayson had now taken off his black and blue Nightwing uniform and put on a white and crisp police uniform.

The young elite policeman clasped his gloved hands together, his eyes darkened: "Don't be impatient, follow the investigation step by step, we will definitely find the result."

Another police officer, Murdoch, swallowed his coffee hard. It is already 10 am, and they have not relaxed their nerves since they came here at dawn.

"Big John and Sister Teresa are going to track down the woman behind the mysterious phone message. I will hand over the stolen bid to them," Joyce, the leader of the serious crime team, knocked on the table. "We will continue to be responsible for tracking down. This group of juvenile delinquents."

Joyce thought about it for the last time, he looked at the young master of the Wayne family, Dick, the flower of the Bluehead Police Department, and finally made a decision: "Dick, you also follow up the case of the stolen bid. "

Grayson looked up at the team leader, and finally nodded—he knew that he was using Wayne's huge influence behind him, because he wanted to continue the investigation of the case of the theft of commercial bids, and the presence of the police station in it was too much. passive.

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"The car accident was man-made," Teresa, a policewoman outside the intensive care unit, explained the situation to Richard who rushed over. "The victim should be awake now and still in the ward...do you want to go in and ask about the situation?"

Although generally speaking, female police officers are more effective, but dispatching Brudhaven police officers will generally get twice the result with half the effort.

Richard thought for a moment, he straightened his clothes against the glass, and then pushed open the door.

Ellie, the blonde girl, was sitting between the beds on the clean white hospital bed, her head half buried in the pillow, refusing to talk.

"We have already investigated the details of the car accident. This is a man-made car accident." He got straight to the point and showed his hole card.

Ellie listened to the male police officer rambling about the ins and outs of her car accident, and finally she was almost annoyed by his nagging: "So!"

When the girl turned her head, the policeman who appeared in front of her softened her already irritable voice.

"None of the stinky men with a little money is a good thing." Officer Grayson still spoke softly, "Ellie, you should wake up from this rich guy's dream."