Win Wayne

"You read it wrong."

"Maybe that woman kept the child. She made a fortune and left. I don't think it's strange to have an illegitimate child or an illegitimate daughter according to Wayne's personality. It's strange if there is no illegitimate child. Do you have a photo of the sister? Let's take a look." ?”

"I think it is, I think it is without a photo, otherwise I will doubt Bruce Wayne's ability."

The unknown lady immediately regretted: No picture!When the distance is close, there is no chance to take a sneak shot!

Unexpectedly, after a few minutes, someone in the social group posted a picture.

Caption: "Is it her? I was also scared, she is really too much like Bruce Wayne. I tried to sneak a few times, but she is very sensitive, every time I was caught straight, by her eyes Warning, this was taken urgently by me.”

The person who posted the picture posted another: "Her eyes are really scary. Although she looks similar to Wayne, she doesn't have the same temper at all. Wayne doesn't care about others taking pictures of him, and Wayne is not so scary."

The picture is a snapshot of a side face, crooked and blurry, but even so, people who see the picture can easily see how similar she is to Bruce Wayne.

The girl's hazy profile was like an illusory shadow, with a sickly blush on her nose and cheeks.

She is as beautiful as a character who came out of a fairy tale, the unknown lady thought, her whole body was pale and thin without seeing the sun all year round, she was quiet and cold, like a snow queen... No, not like, she has no ice and snow The spirit of a queen, and she is not like a queen, but more like a princess.

A princess imprisoned in a tower.

The unknown lady clicked on the high-density picture and tried to save it, but the moment she clicked on the picture, it disappeared out of thin air.

……what happened?She looked surprised and bewildered.

Wen didn't yet know what traces her brief trip to Gotham had left.

As soon as the plane took off, Wen felt better, and the sweaty, jittery fear that had flowed from her since she stepped into Gotham flowed away.

Flying was boring, so she put on the blindfold and didn't pull it off until the flight attendant softly reminded her that she had arrived at her destination.

After getting off the plane, Wen found that he had received several deduction text messages.

Along with the deduction text message, there was also a message from an unknown number, which was directly transferred to the voice mailbox.

Wen clicked on play, and a familiar voice came from the earpiece:

"Normally, we are the most loyal blind and dumb, dedicated to getting all the work done where our clients can't see it - but this time, dear, you'll pay us a bill for the extra work. "

It was the man kneeling on the ground rolling the rug for her.

What's up with this cleaning company?Not long after cleaning, she was still choking on the dust in her room.

Wen originally wanted to call to complain, but the matter didn't seem to be serious enough to make a special complaint, and the small room was hard to find. If it wasn't for the body retaining some memories, she wouldn't be able to find the secret door .

In the end she gave up complaining because she thought it was too much trouble.

I don't know what this text message is talking about... What kind of mess, what kind of extra work, and deductions, shouldn't it be something weird, like something like a mobile phone plan?

Leaving it alone may cause deductions all the time, but there is no need to worry about such trivial matters as deductions.

Wen dialed Diana's number.

"Hi, Wen," Diana said on the other end, her voice light and soothing, "how have you been?"

Wen said with a guilty conscience: "It's okay."

She recalled a circle of her recent experience: eating indiscriminately until she had diarrhea and went to the hospital for two days to hang up the water, and played liver games at home for an unknown number of hours, during which time she told many random lies to different people...

It was "okay" indeed.She also didn't say she was doing well.

Diana let out a clear laugh on the other end of the phone, laughing so that Wen blushed for some reason.

She said to herself that Wendy's thinking is very unscrupulous and very low limit, but what kind of integrity and low limit is needed in front of such a charming big sister?In this way, Wendy is actually quite normal, at least she really likes everyone sincerely.

"Actually I am," Wen waited for Diana to finish laughing before saying, "It's actually like this, Diana, I just found out that Zatanna is coming to New York for a magic tour, but when I found out, there were no tickets available. ,so……"

She suddenly realized that she couldn't explain why she knew Diana and Zatanna were on good terms.

But Diana didn't seem to find it strange that Wen knew this. She said: "It's always difficult to get tickets for her performances, but you asked the right person. I have tickets for the VIP box, but because I have some tasks to do recently, I don't have tickets." Time to see. You want it, Wen."

"Really?" Wen whispered, "That's great!"

"You like magic?" Diana asked.

So is Zatanna really a magician?Wait, it's hard to say whether the title of "one of the greatest in this world" is an exaggeration... But Zatanna has a good relationship with Wonder Woman, so she is at least first-rate!

How should I put it, Wen thought subtly, but she was really not surprised by Zatanna's attire.

"I like magic," Wen said.

She added in a low voice, but what I like is magic that doesn't appear in real life.

Magic in real life sounds scary at first glance, at least you have to register to buy a firearm, magic is much more dangerous, relatively speaking, Wen still prefers a peaceful world.

It's not annoying to be exciting, but it's enough to watch the excitement, and you don't need to experience it yourself.

"Oh." Diana said lightly, "Since you like magic, do you want to learn it?"

……what?

Why can you say such unflattering words with such a flat attitude?

Wen didn't know what to say.

She and Diana haven't known each other for long, and it's actually a bit too much for her to call to ask for performance tickets, but Diana not only doesn't mind, it sounds like, as long as she nods, she will help match her up and let her learn magic. look?

Wen was very confused: Is it really okay for a superhero to be so stupid and trusting?

It stands to reason that the more powerful he is in control, and he has never overturned, the more it shows how smart the person who controls the power is, but Diana gives Wen the feeling that she is completely reckless. Great beauty.

...Maybe it's because she can fight so well that she doesn't need an IQ at all.

"I just like it, and I don't plan to learn magic systematically." Wen said gently, "Diana, do you think that as long as I say I want to learn, Zatanna will teach me?"

Diana said of course, "Of course."

What does the bat have to do with Zatanna?My childhood sweetheart is still my first love, and even after breaking up, I am still a good friend.

At any time, as long as Bat needs help, Zatanna will go all out, and Bat trusts Zatanna so much that even if he knows that he has been washed by Zatanna, he is very disgusted and vigilant about this behavior, and will still be at critical moments. The point where you subconsciously trust Zatanna... If you want to learn, can she not teach you?

"Is that so?" Wen said blankly.

Her three views were impacted.

In fact, in Wen's view, Spider-Man is already too credulous, but as an underage boy, the requirements should not be too high; as for Diana, Wen prefers this powerful Amazonian female warrior because it is the first time he met her. She cried, so she let her go instinctively, thinking that she was delicate and frail.

In a sense, Diana is also right, this body is indeed delicate.

As for The Flash, everyone knows that he is the favorite of the group. A group must have such a character, and Wen also thinks he is so cute.

But now that Diana told her swearingly that Zatanna seemed to have the same tone, Wen opened the tri-fold brochure and looked at Zatanna carefully again.

He looks very smart, and he is a magician. According to Wen Xibo's understanding, magician is indeed a profession that requires a lot of IQ.

Why this magician is so stupid, Wen felt so confused.

You are so stupid, is this world really okay?

Diana said: "If you like it, she will definitely teach you. Even if you don't have talent, you can still learn a few tricks to protect yourself."

But these words made Wen suddenly realize that this was the case.

Certainly not everyone can learn magic. The Zatara family sounds so awesome. If you want to learn magic, you must have some weird blood in your ancestors. And she is a pure human being, so she can't learn it at all.

Diana may think she is too weak and wants to give her some self-protection ability.

Wen's sentence was only half right. Diana really felt that she was too weak and wanted her to have some power, but her core goal was not to let Wen protect herself, but to wait for Wen to quarrel with bats in the future. When you get up, you can be stunned by a bat and taken away without a few hits...

But since Wen was not interested, she didn't say much, but asked, "Where are you? I'll send the ticket there."

After a pause, she asked again, "By the way—do you need me to keep your business a secret from Zatanna?"

Diana thought she had found the truth.

Win is definitely trying to avoid being known by anyone who has contact with Bruce now. Win does not know that his father is Batman, so he does not reject Wonder Woman as Batman's colleague.

But she probably knew Bruce had a relationship with Zatanna, so she didn't want to see Zatanna.

"Okay." Wen agreed without thinking.

But the reason for her agreement was very simple. She asked Diana to help her just now, and rejected the other party's proposal to match her and Zatanna. Judging from Diana's tone, it seemed that it was better to keep it secret.

Then keep it a secret.

As a result, two people with completely different thinking trends happily reached a consensus with each other that they thought they thought.

After hanging up the phone, Wen couldn't help sighing with Wendy: "You said that these Chaoying people are so simple and easy to talk, how did they fight against those super-anti-chaos who are full of bad things?"

She still stayed at the airport, bought a burrito with only tomato sauce, and sat in the empty VIP lounge to eat.

Wendy reappeared, wearing a crimson and black leather dance dress with a white ribbon fastened at her chest.

Sitting on the table, she slowly stretched her calves in white silk stockings all the way to her thighs, and then stood on tiptoes in mid-air.Her feet stretched out a beautiful arc on the silk dancing shoes, lightly and repeatedly staggered, and the slender ankles almost left an afterimage.

"Do you like ballet?" Wen asked, chewing on a burrito.

Wendy's volley dance continued, but her brows were wrinkled.

"Don't talk while you're eating!" she said. "Be good!"

"You are too harsh, there are only two of us here—only one of us—" Wen thought for a while in distress, "Forget it, you know what I mean."

"When you are alone is the time to reflect your upbringing. Will you run a red light without surveillance? Will you kill someone without leaving evidence?"

Wen thought for a while: "Actually, you know the answer to this question... If you don't know how to do this, it means I will."

Wendy turned her head away patiently.

Even then her dance continued, and she didn't answer Wen's question at all.

Wen finally finished eating the burrito, watched Wendy dance for a while, and said, "I like ballet."

Wendy's movements stopped abruptly.

Wen asked curiously: "Since you don't like ballet, why are you dancing so well?"

Wendy said: "I hope I can do the best in everything I do."

It was a reasonable and expected answer.