I haven't been a big brother for many years

"Did you tell him little Ryan?" Mrs. Christine took his hand and insisted that Ryan not let him pay if he didn't tell her.Mr. Hughes Rendon sat by, drinking his barley wine with feigned indifference.His eyes sneaked to this side, but he said: "Forget it, Christine, young man." He pointed to his face, and said, "Thin-skinned."

Ryan had to raise his hands and surrender: "Okay, I've told him."

He took out a small note from his pocket and handed it to the old couple among the money.Then they didn't dare to look at the teasing expressions on their faces, and ran out of this small restaurant as if fleeing.

Bruce, who came out first and waited for him, asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Before Ryan could catch his breath, the old woman poked her head out from behind the door: "I wish you happiness, little Jordan."

Then she shrank back with a smile, she closed the door too much, with a bang, the door shook violently, and the "open" sign hanging in front of the door also changed to "rest" and throbbed violently.

Ryan: "..." Let me explain.

Bruce raised his eyebrows: "Happiness? Who is Jordan?" Fortunately, his focus has never been right.

"Their unborn son, Jordan Rendon. They regarded me as their second son from heaven." Ryan took his hand: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Where are you going?" Bruce sensitively felt his other meaning, and subconsciously squeezed Ryan's hand: he sent himself back and went somewhere else.

Ryan raised his mobile phone: "I made an appointment with a lawyer, and someone suggested that I should make a will first before being someone else's bodyguard." He was a little relieved at Bruce's sensitivity and suspicion, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a slight arc, and immediately Frowning, "Why are your hands so cold?"

He pulled Bruce's hands almost forcefully, held them in his hands and rubbed them gently, while complaining: "If you feel cold, remember to add clothes, and you must protect your hands..."

It was as if a furnace had been suddenly plugged into his heart. His concern was always strong, and he forced it in with an unquestionable posture, but it didn't make people feel annoying.But Bruce wrenched his hand away anyway.

Ryan paused, but still took his hand: "Come with me, let's go home."

Bruce didn't break free this time.

It is located in a well-soundproof office with closed doors in a luxury mansion in the suburbs.

The lawyer in the suit asked:

"So, Mr. Ryan Black, let me confirm again, you chose to inherit the shares of five companies including RB Technology with a total value of 64.7 billion US dollars to Mr. Bruce Wayne?"

"Yes. I confirm that."

"Please press your fingerprint here."

At the same time, the gray-haired butler downstairs listened with earphones: "...64.7 billion...all...Bruce...inherited...yes." The handle fell to the ground, the shell was broken by him, and the parts shattered on the ground.

"Leave your free funds totaling 4.3 million to your steward Andre Deco?"

"Yes. I confirm that."

Gotham nights always come fast.Bat lights cast giant bat-like shadows on the clouds.

"I just want to tell people that there's a Batman out there," Major Crimes Chief James Gordon told his deputy.This kind of operation has been tried and tested, and the crime rate in Gotham has dropped a lot, and most crimes have been forced to be transferred to the daytime.

But only the majority.

"That's why I brought the dog here." After Falconi stepped down, Chechen, who was almost equal to Maroni in the gang, patted the dog on the head, smiling.But in fact he has no idea, if Batman happens to catch them all in a deal...

But they don't deal drugs either, do they?Just fighting for consumers' rights.

Klein's goods caused their old customers to have horrible hallucinations, and now they are all scared out of shape.If this matter gets out, I'm afraid no one will buy from them again.What about the business?

In an alley on the side of this scrapped building, Batman was driving the Batmobile to monitor, and was about to drive the Batmobile in to catch him, when there was a knocking sound on the sturdy carbon fiber body, Bruce came back to his senses , took off the earphones, and looked at the monitor.

It's the masked man.

Batman thought about it, and finally decided to open the door.

"Who are you going to arrest?" He took out his mobile phone as usual and wrote on it.Still wearing white gloves, not showing a trace of skin.

"...Chechnya and Klein?" Batman thought about it for a while, and found that speaking out would do him no harm.

"Why?" he typed quickly.

"Drug deal." Bruce pursed his lips, he hated drugs very much.It is not only harmful to people's health, but also the main reason for the rising crime rate.Countless people have taken the risk because of the high cost.

The masked man nodded, and escaped from the backpack behind his back was a little spider-like gadget the size of a thumb, fiddled with the switch, and then put it on the ground. The little spider started to move around by itself.

The masked man opened a software on his phone, and the clear picture kept changing.The spider is equipped with a camera, which is directly connected to the mobile phone to output video.

"Are they in the building?"

Bruce looked at the picture on the screen and nodded.Can't bear to leave the sight all the time.

The masked man was helpless, while controlling the spider's direction of travel through the software, he dug out a few more little spiders from his bag and handed them to him: "Take it back." Such words appeared on the screen of the phone.

The video shows that the little spider soon came to the abandoned building, and the masked man made some adjustments. The camera finally focused on Chechen and Klein standing in the center, as well as a few bags of ice blue that Klein took from the car. of crystals.

"This kind of 'Frost' is just developed by us. The effect of the hallucinogen is much smaller, and most of the functions are the same as drugs, but it is still the old price." Klein handed several bags of samples to Chechen.

Chechen waved his hands with a disgusted expression on his face: "I said, old man, you are a little too unkind. Who in Gotham doesn't know that your 'old price' can make people go bankrupt in minutes."

Klein shrugged: "It's up to you, thanks to Batman, you can only buy drugs from me now."

The masked man moved his fingers and cut off the video: "I will submit it to the court for you later. Let's go now, and the rest will be handed over to the police."

Batman shook his head, and carefully put a bunch of little spiders into the car.But he didn't follow the advice of the masked man: he planned to break in and catch those people directly.

"? Wait." Siri's voice could not express the surprise and anxiety of human beings at all.The performance is as excellent as the Batmobile, and the speed of starting is so fast that the sounding speed and typing speed of the intelligent voice are far behind.

The masked man sighed and could only catch up.

Almost the moment he entered, the scene was out of control. In an instant, there were dogs barking, gunshots, and the sound of the car's engine.

"Quick! Let the dog go!" Chechen shouted at his subordinates in embarrassment.

Dogs are not afraid of bats, no criminals are afraid of Batman, they pounced on them, biting the gaps in Batman's armor, leaving deep tooth marks.

The masked man pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger on Batman.

His marksmanship was always accurate, and he never missed a single shot. Several dogs barking in front of him were lying motionless on the ground at this moment.

"Wow." Klein's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Ryan turned around abruptly, seeing that Klein sprayed Batman with a large cloud of white medicine again. "Precise marksmanship, are you interested in joining us?"

"Hmm..." Batman only had time to hum softly to express his protest before he passed out.

The masked man quickly took two steps forward, grabbed Batman in his arms before everyone else, quickly jumped out of the range of the spray, raised the gun in his hand for a few shots, but exited the battle circle relentlessly.

The sound of the body colliding with the ground sounded, and almost everyone was already lying on the ground.

"Wait." Klein struggled on the ground to stop him: "The poison in him is not an ordinary poison, it is a newly developed poison gas that can cause permanent damage to cells, and only I have the antidote. If you If you join us... I can see that you are not in the same category as him."

The masked man sneered, and a deep laugh came from behind the mask. He seemed to be very happy: "Cytotoxic gas? Isn't this w-stunning agent?" He took out a small bottle from his pocket, which was just now Klein held the bottle in his hand.

"You...?" Who is it? Klein widened his eyes in horror.

Ryan had a smile on his masked face. "A man who's going to kill you."

"boom."

When Bruce woke up the next day, he found himself lying on a bed he was completely unfamiliar with.Only the Batman hood was still completely on his head, which gave him a little sense of security.But the pajamas on his body are obviously not his own, and of course he didn't put them on himself.

I don't know where this is.Bruce was barefoot on the plush carpet.The owner of the room seemed to know his habit and didn't prepare slippers for him.

Bruce turned around and roughly determined that this was an apartment in the city.

He was the only one in the room. There was a brand new suit hanging on the hanger at the door of the bedroom, and a pair of matching leather shoes at the door.A piece of white paper is pasted on it, "New, please help yourself." The owner is very cautious in the printed font.

He changed his clothes and came to the restaurant. Out of vigilance, he did not change his headgear.There are simple sandwiches and a glass of milk on the dining room table.Although the sandwich is simple in content, it is enough to handle an adult's lunch.The milk was still steaming.

Bruce wondered, did the master not leave?Or just out the door?

Wait... master here.

He carefully recalled the scene before he passed out.

The master here is the masked man.

For a moment, a kind of ecstasy surged in his heart. If you check the owner of this property, you can always find out the masked man.

But soon he calmed down.With the cautious personality of the masked man, except for that small scratch on his hand, he never saw him reveal any personal features.

Since he dared to bring himself here, he was sure enough that he would not be picked out by Batman.

He finally sat at the table and found another blank paper: "Please rest assured, I did not take off your mask. Please enjoy your breakfast. Ps: It is not poisoned, please rest assured. PPs: Still Please don't show your back to anyone but me in the future."

Bruce stared at PPs and fell silent for a long time.

The author has something to say:

I have been taking exams recently qwq I hope everyone understands

Don't show your back to others has two meanings, hahaha.

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