Win Wayne

In Gotham, Batman stands on a tall building, overlooking the city in a dense fog.

His gloomy and terrifying temperament matched the city's style very well. When he appeared with his black cloak, almost no one could help but be terrified by his icy gaze.

But the desire to commit crimes can still overwhelm this fear.

As long as Batman's control over Gotham is a little relaxed, crimes and terrorist attacks will grow wildly like moss in the dark, and people will live under the shadow of death again.

Fortunately, Batman never loosened his grip on Gotham.

His Batmobile is always galloping on the street at high speed, and his Bat fighter is always gliding across the dark sky silently. People say that he knows all the secrets of Gotham like the back of his hand, as if Batman is no longer Humanity.

But of course he is.

As for the non-human beings... Coincidentally, a non-human being came.

Superman landed slowly behind Batman, came over again, and stood side by side with Batman on the edge of the tall building.

"There's something to talk about," Batman said.

Superman said, "How long have we known each other?"

"What do you want to say?"

"You hide a lot from us, Batman," said Superman. "Some things you hide, we can understand, but some things don't need to be hidden. I thought that now that we have learned each other's identities, you Can be more honest."

"..."

Superman didn't wait for the reply he wanted, and said, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"No."

Superman shook his head, and simply clarified his words: "I already know that you have a biological young son."

"..."

Batman remained calm and silent.

"Is there anything you want to say? Not going to deny or explain?" Superman asked.

Batman replies, "Keep talking."

"...All I know is that you hid a young son and didn't tell us." Superman said, he was keenly aware of something wrong from Batman's attitude, "Isn't there such a thing?"

The bat responded with silence.

Superman fell into doubt for a while, but the person who told him that Bat had a biological son was Diana, and she would never lie to him.

That is to say, Diana's intelligence went wrong?

"I recently found out that some changes have taken place in the League of Assassins." Unexpectedly, Batman said again, "Thalia's actions are a bit abnormal, and I'm still investigating."

But less than half of the investigation, he was stumbled by the fact that the second-generation Robin Jason Todd came back from the dead and came to oppose him under the pseudonym Red Hood.

Thinking about it now, the timing of Jason's resurrection was too coincidental, and Talia's intention to bring him back to Lazarus Pool was also vague.

Perhaps the resurrected Jason was her plan to obfuscate, to hide the secret she really wanted to hide.

And that secret...

Superman couldn't help but say, "So it's Talia O'Gur? Things are really messed up with you guys."

"You should go back." Bat said coldly.

He shot the hook outwards, using the force to leap down and disappear in front of Superman.

Superman looked at Batman's back dumbfounded, knowing that he was going to be busy again.

Shall I tell Diana that Batman didn't know he had a son?Superman thought, and decided to talk about it the next time we meet.

Its daybreak.

Wen opened his eyes amidst the crisp chirping sound, and dazedly rubbed against the soft pillow.

She turned over and her thoughts gradually returned.

... She actually fell asleep?

But also, it is Wendy who has sleep phobia, not her, so if she is less affected by Wendy, then she can fall asleep.

Maybe so, Wyn couldn't tell.

She always felt that Wendy had concealed some important things from her, but she couldn't recall them herself.

Wen just woke up, and Wen still felt a little sleepy.She hadn't slept for a long time, and she was a little reluctant to get up. She rolled on the bed several times with the quilt between her legs before reluctantly getting up, and smoothed her hair back.

When was her hair tied up?

Wen tried to recall, but she was so sleepy last night that she couldn't remember what happened. She only vaguely remembered that she ate the pasta that Natasha cooked for her, took another shower, and then Fell asleep on the table.

Natasha may have carried her back to her room, brushing her hair so it wouldn't get tangled in sleep.

Is Natasha really an agent? Her life is as delicate as Wendy's.

Wen jumped out of bed, hopping on the spot with bare feet, and was pleasantly surprised to find that her strength had grown a lot, and her reaction and thinking were also faster.

...Unfortunately, it seems to be of no use.

She is not a superhero, why do she need such a high force value?

"Are you awake?" Natasha knocked on the door, "Breakfast is ready, milk and cheese sausage sandwich, I cut bananas and lettuce tossed salad for you."

"Come right away!" Wen replied loudly.

She happily put on her shoes and rushed into the bathroom, then happily rushed out of the bathroom and quickly sat at the dining table.

Natasha said, "You haven't even combed your hair."

Wen took her fingers to smooth the long hair. The silky soft feel made her play with it reluctantly. After playing for a while, she divided the long hair into left and right strands, and tied a pair of drooping ponytails around her cheeks.

Then she raised her head, put her hands on the table, shook her legs, and looked at Natasha expectantly: "Can I eat?"

Natasha was suddenly so cute, she couldn't hide her smile: "Here."

She brought up the dinner plate, placed it in front of Wen, and carefully smoothed the ponytails behind Wen's shoulders to prevent the curly ends from getting on the food.

Wen Tiantian said: "Thank you Nat!"

"I feel very good today?"

"That's right." Wen contentedly chewed on the finger sandwich, mouthful one by one, his cheeks puffed up, "I slept very soundly yesterday!"

Moved!

After waking up in this broken body, I had a good night's sleep for the first time!

So sleep is such a comfortable thing? Wen Wen was so moved that he was about to cry, this delicious food!After waking up from this sleep, the whole world feels like a layer of soft light filter!The clear, sweet air!The red-haired beauty staring at her with a motherly smile!

I am so happy to be alive!

So happy!

Wen squinted his eyes and ate his breakfast. Natasha brought up another plate of fried eggs. Wen happily cut it off. The golden egg liquid flowed out and stuck to the plate, like a soft halo blooming on the canvas. , Wen hurriedly ate the fried egg on the fork, picked up the plate without thinking, and licked it with his head down.

Then she heard a voice that couldn't bear it: "It's so uneducated!"

Wen didn't look up, and raised his eyes to look forward while licking the plate. Wendy sat opposite her angrily, wearing a lavender lady's long dress and wearing lace gloves of the same color in her hands. Fanning the lace, I was desperately fanning myself.

Wendy even had a fixed arc for shaking the fan, but the frequency was extremely high.

Natasha was nearby so Wen didn't say anything.

But Wendy knew what Wendy was thinking: Are you going to make a TV series?

"This is the standard banquet attire." Wendy said with disinterestedness, "We all wear this in etiquette class."

She quickly folded the fan, and the veins on her forehead twitched: "Enough! Don't lick it! Cats are more educated than you!"

Putting down the plate docilely, he licked it clean anyway.She forked the rest of the omelet and ate it, then asked Natasha, "Have you done your job Nat?"

"Mission?" Natasha stared at Wen eating something intently. "There is no mission. I went to deal with some personal matters."

"That's it." Wen ate the fried eggs, and she put down the plate, "Then do you have any plans for today?"

"No."

"Let's go out and play!"

Natasha looked at Wen in surprise for a few seconds: "Wen?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing." Natasha said, "I'll go out with you, where do you want to go?"

Wen was still thinking, and Wendy said hastily: "The playground."

Wen was taken aback and looked at Wendy: Do you want to go to the playground?Otherwise, let's exchange usage rights...

"It's useless for me to go." Wendy interrupted Wen roughly, "You go and play. Go to the playground."

Wen said to Natasha: "Let's go to the playground!"

Natasha looked at Wen thoughtfully, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, then go to the playground."

While Natasha was changing clothes, Wen lowered his voice: "Why do you want to go to the playground, Wendy? The playground doesn't suit your temperament!"

Wendy looked at her for a while, then turned her head away.

"Haven't you ever been to an amusement park?" Wen guessed wildly based on his knowledge of Wendy, "Pretending to be a quiet lady, I don't like crowded places like amusement parks, always saying 'it's okay, I don't like playgrounds' ..."

Wendy's expression became more and more terrifying, and Wen's voice became smaller and smaller.

But she still said quietly: "It turns out that you are so irritable to me alone. I thought you were the type to say what you want in your own home, and you must want what you want."

Wendy's face changed again and again, and then she whispered: "...I'm different from you, I've always only made things difficult for myself."

"I feel it." Wen said with a smile, "I never make things difficult for myself!"

She added: "Then let's go to the playground, what do you want to play?"

"Pirate ship, super pendulum, roller coaster, jumping machine, bungee jumping," Wendy said excitedly, "I want to play them all! The more exciting the better!"

"You like these genres, too." Wen thought for a while, then raised his voice, "Then we won't go to the playground."

"What—" Wendy looked shocked.

Natasha also heard what Wen said, and she said, "Aren't you going?"

"Well, I won't go to the playground anymore." Wen said with a smile, "I'm going to skydive!"

Wendy opened her mouth with a complicated expression, but seeing Wen's carefree smiling face, she fell silent again.

"Okay," she said, "let's go skydiving."

This dangerous project can be roughly divided into three types. For inexperienced skydivers, the best way is to follow skydiving without training. The skydivers are essentially a backpack fixed on the coach. The instructor handles the whole process, and the skydiver just needs to enjoy the thrill of jumping out of the sky and landing on the ground.

Generally, an appointment is required in advance, but Natasha said that she can be the instructor who controls the skydiving process, so now they only need to get the plane and skydiving bag, plus a suitable route.

"Do you need me to arrange it?" Natasha asked. "It will be a little troublesome if I arrange it. It will be more difficult to keep your identity secret."

Wen: "..." What identity does she have that need to be kept secret?

Intuition told her that this question should not be delved into.

"I'll make arrangements." Wen said, "It's just a phone call."

She flipped to the end of the address book, briefly explained the request, sent a text message, and received a reply 1 minute later.

"You're welcome. Arrange immediately."

The person who replied to the text message was... Tony Stark?Made a mistake?How can it be!The text message she sent after she saw her target!

"That number only allows calls but not text messages." Wendy hugged her chest, "So I interfered a little bit."

...You are too ignorant of other people's right to freedom of choice.How many times have you done this?

Wendy said casually, "Do you care?"

Oh shit.

Forget it, whatever you want.

But why did Tony's number appear in the address book...Okay, I understand, you entered it, right Wendy.

Wendy covered the smile on her lips with a lace fan: "If you have any troubles, you can ask Tony to solve it. Believe me, he is very happy to help you."

Did you do something bad without telling me, Wendy? !

I don't mind being true most of the time, but you gotta tell me the truth!

"It's not a big deal, my dear." Wendy raised her eyebrows lightly. When she did this, she looked so coquettish. This word can't describe it thoroughly. It's like a collection of glamorous novels. "I'm really looking forward to finally meeting you when."

...can't understand what you're saying.

Wen put down his phone and coughed in Natasha's sight: "I sent a text message to Tony."

Natasha said: "You really know who is the most gloating about this kind of thing."

Wen always had a premonition that things were getting worse. At this moment, she thought of a lot. The strange attitude of these Chaoying people towards her suddenly emerged, and she said, how could Chaoying really be a bunch of idiots? sweet!

Do you want to ask what's going on?But it seems that they all think that she is also an insider... Damn, only Wendy is an insider!

You gotta tell me what's up Wendy!

"Relax." Wendy said, "You won't die."

This guarantee will only make people more and more flustered!

Wen went downstairs with Natasha anxiously, got into the car anxiously, and boarded the helicopter anxiously. The helicopter soared into the sky and flew to the distant plain. Wen's mood gradually calmed down and turned around. Attracted attention by the parachute.

"Pink parachute... what is Tony thinking?" She looked at the umbrella bag dumbfounded.

Natasha was already dressed, motioning for Wen to raise her arm, and Wen raised her hand, Natasha quickly put a coat on her, which automatically fit on the surface of her body.

"Okay," Natasha said, "do you want to try skydiving yourself?"

"Can you?" Wen asked in surprise.

"Of course it's illegal." Natasha chuckled, "But occasionally doing things that violate the law is good for your physical and mental health."

"Is that safe? I've never parachuted."

"The umbrella bag is fully automatic, Tony won't mess around with this kind of thing, and the safety is absolutely guaranteed." Natasha said, "I will jump with you, and I can take care of you if there is anything."

How are you going to take care of me during the skydiving... Forget it, you're a superhero, you can do it if you say so.

Wen took a deep breath nervously, then nodded affirmatively: "I dance by myself."

The helicopter was still climbing upwards, and finally hovered in mid-air. Natasha explained: "After jumping out of the hatch, spread out your limbs, adjust your posture to be parallel to the ground, and open the umbrella bag after counting to ten—"

"What will happen if I pull up early or late?" Wen was terrified.

"The parachute will be automatically corrected." Natasha smiled, "I'm just telling you the correct process. In fact, it's okay if you don't do anything."

temperature:"……"

She forgot that this was a surreal world.

You people, living in such a surreal world, don't you occasionally wonder why your world is so surreal, is there something wrong?

Just like in a world that is not surreal, occasionally someone will wonder "Am I living in a virtual world, this world is obviously full of bugs"...

Oh--

It turned out to be the case.

Wen got it.

"Are you ready?" Natasha asked, the hatch was already open, and she had to shout out, "Whenever you are ready..."

Wen stood up straight in front of the cabin door, closed his eyes and stretched his arms, the ponytails on both sides of his cheeks flicked behind his head.

She opened her eyes before Natasha had finished speaking, and took a sudden step outward.

"Ahhh-"

Wen screamed high in the air.

The gust of wind was literally slapping her face, and it was indiscriminately attacking every inch of exposed skin. If it weren't for the windproof glasses, she wouldn't even be able to open her eyes now.

The weightlessness brings a motion sickness-like urge to vomit.

The heartbeat accelerated sharply, and the back of the head convulsed, as if a shrill, sharp sound pierced the eardrum.

Breathing became more and more difficult, and the thin air made Wen's brain go blank, but all these physical discomforts were covered by overwhelming joy.

Blood was rushing through her veins, her skin became hot, and the huge pressure almost pushed her warm internal organs out of her body, but the feeling of falling rapidly was so wonderful.

Wen stretched his body high in the air, letting out a series of weeping laughter.

"Wendy!" she choked up and shouted, "Why are you so scared!"

A strip of soft white lace brushed her cheeks.

The touch is so clear, as if everything is really happening.

But Wen saw Wendy, wearing that luxurious birthday dress, the huge skirt spread out like wings in mid-air, just like herself, Wendy was also falling.

She closed her eyes tightly, folded her hands in front of her chest, and looked as if she was preparing to use her back to bear the impact of the landing. Wendy's body was almost parallel to hers, and Wendy could clearly see Wendy's face as pale as paper in fear , she trembled violently, but still hugged the thing in her arms.

Wendy's arms were shining, the brilliance of dazzling diamonds, and she seemed to be holding the birthday crown.

...Wen looked at Wendy in surprise.

Wendy opened her eyes suddenly and looked straight at her.

laugh--

The parachute opened automatically, and a strong pulling force caused Wen to hover in mid-air for a moment, and at this moment, Wendy's body crossed hers.

For a moment, they were so close.

Wen clearly saw tears in Wendy's eyes.

temperature:"……"

She murmured and said, "I also said 'I never cry'. I wanted to say that at the time, who would not cry when they were hungry, thirsty, sleepy, and tired? You don't call being strong, you call pretending strong……"

It doesn't even look like it.

Wen sighed melancholy, tugged on the parachute on his shoulder, tried to pull it hard, but failed to break as expected.

However, according to her little understanding of Tony, this kind of person will consider all aspects when designing products. Of course, ordinary parachutes want to be integrated, lest something goes wrong and the parachute falls off the chain in mid-air and kills people. Tony... …

Wen groped his back with his backhand, and quickly found the connection point between the shoulder straps on his back and the parachute.

It didn't take long for her to figure out how to unlock the lock.

Wendy was still falling, falling so fast and so deep.

While deftly unlocking the buckle that was connected to the parachute on the back, Wen wondered deep in her heart whether something was wrong with her brain. Did she really need to do this?It's completely unnecessary, right? What she sees now is not real.

Wendy's current situation is at most a soul body... maybe a soul body, Wendy can't tell, but Wendy will definitely be fine if she falls like this.

On the contrary, she is the one who controls her body now. If she does something irrational, they will probably finish playing together!

Although his heart was full of doubts about the choices he had made, the movements of Wen's hands became faster and faster.

It took her a few seconds to get the four locks on her back. Every time she unlocked one, she could feel her body sinking heavily, the parachute deformed in mid-air, and Wen's body fell from a steady fall to an extremely bumpy one.

Fortunately, Wen has experienced free fall before, and Wen's current state is still calm. There is only the last lock left. She calmed down and untied it.

She fell down with a slam.

Damn, you will die, even if you are protected by a helmet and protective clothing at this height, you will definitely die.

"Wen!" Natasha, who was skydiving with Wen, called anxiously, "Wen!"

Her voice was hidden in the violent wind, but Wen didn't hear it.Now her falling speed also began to increase, Wendy was getting closer and closer in her eyes, and the wide white skirt was close at hand.

Damn, the skirt is still stretched out softly at such a high altitude, isn't this really what happened at all?Sure enough, Wendy was just going through skydiving with her in her head, right?

She actually unlocked the lock and jumped down!

But now that the jump is over, it's useless to think so much, Wen moved her eyes away from Wendy a little, and looked at the ground tentatively... She quickly retracted her eyes, only feeling that her heart was already in the place where she had just been. Seriously overloaded in a series of actions.

It's pure luck that she hasn't died suddenly.

Wendy opened her eyes in mid-air, she stared at Wen, and Wen jumped at the thought, and she undid the parachute... That's all.

She held out her hand to Wendy.

But Wendy didn't hold her hand, but stared at her silently, Wendy shouted: "Wendy? Why are you in a daze?"

"Wendy! Reach out!"

"Damn it! Whether it's true or not, my parachute is undone! Hold my hand and make me look good!"

Wendy remained silent and did not respond.Wen suddenly found that the distance between them was getting farther away again, and she soon discovered that it was because a membrane had been unfurled on the coat she was wearing, allowing her to suspend briefly in mid-air like a glider.

Wen quickly took off the coat.

The gust of wind that was holding her turned into a violent impact, the speed at which she fell accelerated, and the distance between her and Wendy became closer and closer.

Wen opened his arms and hugged Wendy tightly when their bodies intertwined.

She didn't grab anything, Wendy melted into her body like water, and at this moment, perhaps because of the loss of Wendy's cover, a verdant green field appeared in Wendy's eyes...

...Wen felt that she was suffering from a phobia.

At this moment, it seemed that all the emotions had piled up to the critical point, and suddenly collapsed at the peak, Wen couldn't help screaming, this screaming was more like howling.She waved her arms wildly in mid-air, and the huge psychological pressure caused a long buzzing in her ear cavity, and she didn't even know what she was crying and saying.

She was hugged into a warm embrace.

The visitor seemed to be saying something to her, his face was against the light, Wen couldn't see it clearly, and only vaguely noticed a handsome silhouette.She shook her head to see what he looked like. Someone came to hold the back of her head steadily and helped her take off the protective glasses and helmet.

Superman put the glasses and helmet aside.

He saw Wen's face.

He froze in place.