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

Who is Bruce?

Mr. Lawyer firmly remembered the name.

……

Matt regretted inviting this little ancestor to his home.

Just a little bit.

Well, it's not that annoying either.

Although I couldn't see it, the pretty boy in Fudge's mouth got up in the morning and apologized earnestly, and Matt was not that fussy.

"I thought you could cook?" The lawyer sat blankly in front of his dining table, pinching the spoon in his hand without saying a word, "Your meringue yesterday was obviously delicious."

"Then what?" Dick smiled a little embarrassedly, "I know how to fry eggs, and the meringue is mainly because the proprietress watches me make it. Otherwise, I'm afraid there's something wrong with your kitchen and I won't be able to deal with it in time."

Matt breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

This boy is really caring. Matt was not born blind, but when he first became blind, all kinds of discomfort still surrounded him. What made him most uncomfortable was not the impairment of his vision, but It's the attitude of the people around him.

Dick seems to have an innate ability to know how to measure between people. He knows that Matt is visually handicapped, but he is not careful with Matt, but he will know all kinds of neglected details. Do it silently in advance, so that it is difficult to detect.

After hearing Dick gently kick the futon off the floor, Matt completely accepted the little vigilante: "Maybe you can find an unopened shirt in my closet and accompany me to the office today."

Then he called Naris: "Yes, yes, this kid saved me last night, uh, you know, Hell's Kitchen is always a bit unsafe at night, okay, Naris , I promise I will take good care of him until he recovers."

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Fudge really saw Dick coming in with Matt today, but he didn't make fun of anything, but asked Dick in a low voice during lunch: "Do you have any allergies?"

He had been helping Matt translate the documents into Braille (which could improve Matt's work efficiency), and Dick suddenly realized that it was already noon. He raised his head and smiled: "No, sir."

"Then I'll make an order."

Dick stood up, stretched himself, and put the papers on Matt's desk.

The lawyer who buried his head on the workbench felt the boy's gaze, so he raised his head: "What's wrong? Richard."

"You can call me Dick, or call me Dicky?" Dick tilted his head, and then asked how he felt buried in the file for a long time, "Is that how Eric's case is dismissed?"

"if not?"

"I think he can win... Matt, what are you laughing at?"

"Even though I can't see it, I know that Eric is black," Matt tapped on the table with the cap of his pen, "and there's no $5 that won't go down in this case."

Matt puts an index finger on Dick's lips before he can speak.

"Five thousand dollars is nothing to you, of course," said Matt, who touched Robin and Spider-Man's equipment last night. Matt was not sure about Spider-Man's economic level. He definitely looks well-to-do—at least he used to be, “but Eric is a child who lives on school-subsidized nutritious meals and receives social assistance. I doubt he has $5 in his hand.”

"That……"

"Of course I can help him fight with my own money, but Dick, you don't know."

"I don't know what?"

Matt couldn't see it, but he thought the expression on the face of the young man in front of him should be as angry as he was 5 years ago.

"I don't know the winning rate of this case, I don't know how long Eric will be entangled in this case, I don't know that he has no way to get..."

"But you shouldn't be like this. You obviously helped Alice, Toby, and Claude...they also all"

"Dick," Matt said, pressing the boy's shoulders, "calm down."

"I'm sorry, Matt, I just..."

"It's normal, and I'm glad you're like this," Matt pushed Dick to his seat and sat down, relying on his hearing, he could basically hear all the sounds of New York, and estimated that Fudge was in the cafe now He had to wait half an hour before he came back from chatting with Naris. After thinking for a while, he said, "Who do you think my first lawsuit is for?"

Dick shook his head, maybe helping a black man and failing?He didn't understand this, he knew a black Green Lantern, he had a lot of black friends at school, and even he had obvious gypsy blood in him.

"It's not what you think," Matt felt Dick's doubts very sensitively, "My first lawsuit was for a murder case, it was for my father."

"Oh……"

"My father was murdered," Matt said calmly, after all it had been years since he had avenged his father, "and because of me."

He felt a young and vigorous body hugging him tightly. The young man's arms were full of strength, his chest was full of enthusiasm, and his heartbeat was firm and lively—perhaps it was such a body, Ma Te feels that he may still need some comfort today.

"I don't want this to be a tragic meeting," Dick's voice was still so clear, "but I want to say that my parents died in the same murder."

Matt felt the young man's arms tighten a bit.

"Perhaps we have embarked on this path, always because our experiences are a little different, most of them are strange." Dick laughed at himself.

"I haven't told anyone about this," Matt pulled Dick to sit on the sofa next to him, "My dad was a black boxer, because I went to see him boxing the night before graduation, in order to show it to me He didn't get beat up on the court to make a living for my blind eyes, he won that game."

Dick listened in silence, squeezing Matt's hands tightly.

The lawyer's tone was calm: "Then the gang murdered him."

"Then how do you do it?"

"I had just graduated from Columbia University, oh, yes, I was an outstanding graduate of the law department," Matt heard the voice of Fudge and Naris discussing what to buy today, "and then I lost the lawsuit."

"This is a lawsuit that is impossible to win. I didn't know until later, so I put on the clothes my father wore when he was young and started my revenge."

"The law is like this. He can do a lot, and he can't do a lot."

Matt seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, you and Peter are the first two superheroes I know."

"I hear there's someone else in New York? That Iron Man thing..."

"I hate rich people, okay, okay, I'm joking, so you and I are destined."

Dick thought for a long time: "I hate rich people too."

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Maybe it was because of talking, when Fudge came back with the food, he found that the two of them were more sticky.

"Grayson really has you. You have only been in the coffee shop for a few days, and the proprietress asked me to bring you something special."

Dick opened the bag first, and there was a bowl of porridge inside.

"No, Naris has been cooking for a long time and said it was just for you."

Dick opened the bowl and took a deep breath: "I have to thank her today."

"Okay, Dick, we'll deal with Eric's case tonight."

Dick understood Daredevil's cue.

"Okay, sir."

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Mark Murdoch is a good lawyer. Dick learned a lot from him that he couldn't learn from Bruce, and learned a lot of the same things as Bruce.

Compared with the playboy Bruce, Matt is a serious and reliable lawyer other than the vigilante. He not only regards Daredevil as his profession, but Matt has obviously given great effort to the lawyer industry.

"It's frustrating," Dick said, looking at some of the files, unable to understand the jury. "Matt, some cases just don't convince them."

Then why do you still have to do it?

"I've always hoped for the best possible justice from the courts, which is the best thing I can think of, and putting on that suit is a secondary option," Matt replied.

"I can't give up wearing a uniform at night to do things I can't do during the day," Matt said with his usual calm expression, but he was listening to the heartbeat of the young man opposite, "but I always feel that if It’s best not to put off things that can be done well during the day until late at night.”

Dick suddenly thought of the young man in the Bludhaven police uniform, and the way he talked softly with that tall black boy, Kurt. After so many years, his longing for that man still remained the same—could it be Is it because of worshiping Nightwing?

Of course not, no matter how successful Nightwing is in his heart, the best person in Robin's heart will always be Batman.

In his mind the grown-up Grayson was the way Matt bent over his workbench now.

"But sometimes these goddamn guys don't work for us during the day," Dick noticed that Matt's smile was kind of cool-he'd never seen Bruce laugh like that, "I can take you to kick them at night." ass."

"That sounds great." Dick licked his lips, feeling a little excited.

"Of course that would be great!"

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When Peter rushed over in the middle of the night, he felt as if he had missed something.

He looked at Dick, who was inseparable from Matt, and felt as if he had been robbed of his good friend - obviously I came first!

Dick, who was listening to Matt explaining how to use the two-section stick, saw Spider-Man descending from the sky. He happily waved his hand to signal the kid to come over, and then he was immersed in Matt's fascinating explanation again. .

Matt's supernatural hearing has long known when Spider-Man will come to him. The lawyer asked the little spider who had been a good neighbor in Queens for another day: "Do you want to learn the stick method too?"

"Can you?" Peter was a little tempted.

10 minute later.

"...the stick in your hand, not you is a mallet!"

Peter looked at the mighty Dick who was playing with two short sticks, and looked at himself whose hands seemed to be turned into sticks, and wanted to cry without tears.

The author has something to say: I ended up asking Lawyer Ma to teach Dick the stick.

The two of them are really too stalking. Attorney Ma is a bit like Batman in Marvel, including his temper, including his attitude towards prisoners-but he is a bit poor and can't afford money.

Matt and Peter were the other superheroes that the two sides first knew each other, and they were also the first other superheroes that both sides knew about the lost horse. The relationship was really good.

I remembered a meme today, when I hugged you from behind, what I remembered was his face.Lawyer Ma is 183cm tall and weighs 200lbs, the same as Jason.When Dick hugged him, he hugged his younger brother's hand, and when he turned around, he saw his father's face.

Hahahaha.

Matt is good at the long stick and the short stick. The long stick is his retractable blind stick, but he also uses the short stick in many fights.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket: ATruffle_1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Krypton fairy tale big blue bird;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!