Is boyfriend the dark knight today? [Comprehensive British and American]

From everyone's point of view, it was Bruce who took Evelyn away half-forced.In fact, Bruce is just following in the other's footsteps.

Evelyn stopped when he reached a place where no one was around.

He didn't look like he had any malice towards Bruce, but the man didn't dare to let his guard down.

——In the beginning, I put on the mask of Batman to protect the people around me.After his identity was exposed, it was not he who was in danger, but those close to Bruce.

Bruce looked at him. He had only met Evelyn once, when Dawn was kidnapped.After that, the two had no contact with each other, and Bruce's impression of each other remained as a rich and willful rich second generation.

It stands to reason that the other party has no motive, and there is no reason to pay attention to me...

Evelyn didn't give him more time to think: "It's a surprise to see you here. You know, in my impression, Bru. Warner is just a legend and Mr. Dawn has some ambiguous Just bodyguards."

"You look a bit surprised, Bruce." Evelyn smiled at him. "Hasn't anyone suspected it before? No one guessed Bruce. Is Wayne Batman?"

——No, someone guessed it.

Bruce thought of Dawn.

... It's just that Dawn's later thoughts went astray inexplicably due to various accidents.

He swung his wine glass and pretended to smile casually: "No, I'm just curious as to how someone would associate me with Gotham's dark night legends. Would you mind telling me about your amazing reasoning process?"

Evelyn studied him.In all fairness, if he hadn't already been [-]% sure about this matter in his heart, maybe he could really be fooled by Bruce's posture - he is too calm, too calm, and it is easy to make people uncomfortable. Consciously start to doubt your own reasoning.

"Mr. Wayne," he said, with a smile on his pale lips, "or you should know that even if you say so, it is impossible to change my judgment. I knew when I saw you—"

"You're not just Bruce in the sun. Wayne."

Bruce's eyes stared at him for a long time.

In this brief moment, the man's brain turned many thoughts, about the identity of the other party, about his purpose...

Bruce smiled suddenly: "Clarion, is that you?"

Evelyn's eyes widened, showing a slightly exaggerated shocked expression, but a smile also appeared on his face: "Fortunately, I didn't have any hope of hiding it from you in the first place, Bruce."

His fingers brushed over his eyes, revealing frost-green pupils hidden by contact lenses.

"As long as you connect your two identities, it's actually very easy to identify." The wine glass in Bruce's hand shook slightly again, with a casual look.

After recognizing the other party's identity, he also relaxed a lot.At least for now, there is no reason for Clarion to stand against him.

"Because of the economic situation that doesn't match what I said?" Clarion recalled the point that might have drawn Bruce's suspicions.

"Not exactly," he said, "It's already quite suspicious that the relationship between you and a mercenary is so close that everyone knows it." Bruce recalled the flaws revealed by the other party.

"There's also world fusion—it's impossible for a simple mercenary to come up with such a detailed research on world fusion in such a short period of time, right?"

"But it's also possible that I asked for Evelyn's help."

"Of course, I've thought about the possibility," Bruce smiled at him, "but what would make you trust a rich man so much? You're in a completely different class."

"That doesn't make me jump to conclusions, though."

"I don't think I showed any other flaws afterwards?"

"Not really," Bruce said, "but after we met one more time, a detective friend of mine was astute enough to identify you."

Clarion stroked the rim of his wine glass with his fingers, pretending to be listening attentively.

"He said you were a rich man. Unfortunately, I happen to have great confidence in the detective's keen observation and accurate deduction."

"But I didn't associate the identities of Clarion and Evelyn at the time." The man raised his hand to stop Clarion from interjecting, "—and mercenaries can also be rich."

"If you hadn't suddenly pointed out my hidden identity, I probably would never have connected these two completely different identities." Bruce said.

Clarion looked at him with interest in those green eyes: "Is that so?"

"Otherwise, what else could it be?" Bruce tilted his head and said innocently, "If I had guessed your identity early on, wouldn't I be able to bear it?"

"It sounds like I have nowhere to hide from you, Mr. Wayne."

The thin mercenary tapped the glass with his fingertips, making a clanging sound.He didn't follow Bruce's words.Anyway, it doesn't make any difference to him whether the other party just thought of his identity just now, or if he knew it earlier and just kept silent.

"To each other." Bruce smirked, it was fine when he didn't think about it in this way. Once he thought about it carefully, it was easy to find that Clarion didn't bother to hide his identity at all.

"Your eyesight is quite good, too."

He was referring to the fact that Clarion found out that he was Batman as soon as he met him.

"So, what happened between you and Dawn is indeed true?" Clarion avoided Bruce's temptation.He acted like someone interested in gossip, watching Bruce with a curious gleam in his eyes.

Bruce's eyes moved, and he turned to face out the window: "I guess this is my private matter?"

What he made was an evasive gesture of complete rejection.

Clarion, who watched his movements, smiled. He didn't rush to ask, but lowered his head leisurely and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

After a moment of silence, when the man spoke again, his voice softened a lot.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to interfere in your emotional life."

"Besides, we've known each other for such a long time, how can we be called friends, Bruce?" Clarion said, leaning back on the window sill, looking sideways at Bruce.

Bruce didn't respond.

"Hmm -- did I ever say that we are actually two very similar people?" Clarion didn't care about the indifference of the person he was talking to, "Both have inherited a large amount of inheritance, and both have a hidden identity—— And as long as we don't tell, absolutely no one will be able to connect the two identities."

"We're not the same." Bruce said calmly.

"We're different." The mercenary didn't refute him, but responded with a smile, "I became a mercenary for the sake of excitement, because I like it, what about you?"

Clarion moved closer: "Bruce Wayne, what are you doing?"

No one answered him.

It wasn't Bruce's answer that Clarion was waiting for.

"Actually, Dawn and I are the most similar - we are both bored with our own lives. Boring, boring life... Needless to say, I can guess that you appeared in front of him with a full body of mysteries What a surprise it brought him."

"It's like a kid who got a huge mystery gift box," he said, looking at Bruce's expression. "He must be very interested in opening you?"

Bruce looked at the night outside the window, his fingers resting on the window sill trembling slightly, but he didn't answer.

Whether Clarion is right or not, the man has already made up his mind.When he first opened his eyes, it was precisely because he noticed Dawn's extraordinary interest in himself that he was able to use this as a bargaining chip to get a temporary shelter——

The other party seemed to have gotten the answer from Bruce's silence, and laughed happily a few times before continuing his own words: "He finally opened this gift that suits him best...Bruce, guess what happened? What? The boy found a fire at the bottom of the box!"

"—a beating, real flame that is constantly emitting heat." Clarion lowered his voice, almost whispering to himself, "This is you, Bruce Wayne."

"You're a man with a fire inside," he said. "Not like me, nor like Dawn."

"There are many people with warm hearts." Bruce was noncommittal.

The mercenary smiled: "You're different, Bruce, people like you are the easiest to attract people like me and Dawn—much more than you think."

This sounds almost like a confession.

The host of the banquet tightened his fingers on the goblet.He raised his eyebrows, turned around and smiled at Clarion: "Then you are the same, huh? Jill?"

The overhead light scattered through Bruce's eyelashes, casting a light golden light in his pupils, which looked very deceptive.

He just looked at his guests with a smile.

Those frost-green eyes looked at him, and Clarion was dazed for a long time before shaking his head and laughing: "No, I won't, Bruce. Because I know very well that you already have someone in your heart who longs for warmth. "He pointed to his heart.

"You do not belong to me."

Before Bruce could say anything, a soft cough came from behind him.

"Excuse me," Haili didn't know when she found this remote window sill, and she was standing by the glass door looking at the two of them, "Mind if I borrow our protagonist?" She asked with a smile.

Bruce and Clarion looked at each other, and saw the mercenary also raised his eyebrows, showing a surprised expression.It seemed that this was not what Clarion expected.

He lowered his eyes to look at his wine glass, and then turned his eyes back to the blonde girl who walked into the balcony: "It's fine to say it here, don't you think?" He blinked at Haili.

"I agree with Bruce." Another voice cut in.

Three eyes looked at the source of the voice, and saw a figure turning behind the frosted glass door that Haili was leaning against.

Dawn walked in with a smile and naturally stopped beside Bruce.

"Long time no see, Miss Yabu."

The author has something to say:

Look, the biggest assist in this article finally played its role!

Brucey is still an arsonist

I know very few people have guessed Clarion's identity, although I have tried to hint 233333

don’t worry!You are definitely not alone! 【Akimbo waist】

[A stalk that connects to the previous article]

Actually Jill.Evelyn [Clarion] is the one, I don’t know why he ran to be a rich man as a mercenary XD

Bruce's real identity is, don't know why he ran to be Batman's rich boy :)