Bat family's cub is lost

In a deserted alley, no one would notice a phone booth popping up out of nowhere, even if it made a strange engine noise when it appeared.After all, this is Gotham.Here, people who are too curious basically have a dead end.

There was a sound of electric current, and the door of the phone booth slammed open, thick smoke billowed out from inside, and a man rushed out from inside, almost falling headlong into the trash can next to him.

"Once again, I can't count how many times this is!" The man propped his arms on the edge of the trash can, turned over with his strength, and leaned against the wall beside him, "So where is this? Paris, New York, or something else The place? The time? One must know that even in the [-]th century there was a retro trend.”

His face was black and gray, his hair was fluffy and curly like an afro, and his body was also dirty. "You can't always take me anywhere like this. I don't blame you, but my original plan was to pick up Amy and go to the museum on Mars." He pulled off his bow tie and threw it aside, loosening the collar Sighed.

The familiar siren sounded again, "No, don't do this, don't leave me behind!" The blue phone booth closed the door automatically, and the indicator light on it began to flash, and it was becoming transparent.The man rushed over but missed. The phone booth was gone, as if it had never been there.

"Okay, calm down," he scratched his hair, suddenly remembered something, and patted his pockets all over his body, "Another new bad news, there is no sonic screwdriver, and my sonic screwdriver is still in the TARDIS . Big problem. Unprecedented. Terrible."

He put on his shoes, leaned on the wall and walked to the entrance of the alley, a gust of cold wind made him shiver.The man folded his arms and stomped his feet, exhaling and rubbing his hands, "Anyway, find a warm place first."

There are really no people on the streets of Gotham, and most of the shops are completely dark, which makes the very few places with lights stand out.

"It's really cold today," the man pushed open the door of a tavern, trotted in, sat down on the high stool in front of the bar without looking at it, "do you have anything to drink? I think I need to warm up. "

"Stranger?" the bartender asked.

"Yes, that's right, an unexpected trip. Obvious?"

"Of course." The sound of the bullet being loaded froze the man's movements of arranging his clothes and hair, "Because the locals know, don't casually sneak into taverns that are open late at night."

The bartender pointed his gun at his forehead, and tapped the table with his other hand, "Now, take out all the valuables on your body. Also, honestly explain the purpose of your coming here. If you do well, we will consider Give you a quick shot."

"Calm down, don't be nervous, I'm a doctor, and it's really just an accident." The doctor reached into his inner pocket, the sound of a gun being loaded, he glanced behind him, and the previous drinking guests all pulled out their guns. Looking at him eagerly.

Fortunately he took the psychic card, hope this helps.The doctor pushed the card out in front of the bartender, "This is my identification card, please believe me, this is really just a misunderstanding."

The bartender rolled his eyes, picked up the card, looked it up and down, and tossed it casually, "Huh, doctor? Government personnel? We don't believe in these things here." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his finger on the trigger moved slightly, " But it seems that you have nothing to show, so say goodbye to this world."

"What?" The doctor looked at the direction where the psychic card was thrown, and then at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him.The hairs on his body stood on end, and he dared to say that the group of guys behind him must be pointing guns at him right now. "So, there's nothing left to discuss?"

"Obviously, no, I don't suggest you talk to this group of people. After all, they are full of money and violence, that's all." The sound of the glass hitting the table sounded particularly obvious under the current atmosphere , People looked around in surprise, "Who is it?" They shouted while pointing the muzzle of the gun around.

A person stood up from an inconspicuous corner. He was completely wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.He took out a banknote and pressed it under the cup, and walked silently through the crowd holding guns, preparing to leave.

"The guy who pretends to be a ghost." The bartender hooked the corners of his lips disdainfully, "Hey, the little money you put there is not enough."

"Then how much do you need?" The black-robed man stopped in his tracks.

"At least ten times that." The tavern roared with laughter.

The man in black turned around, pointed to the doctor sitting there and said, "Okay, ten times the price, but I'm going to take that person away."

The doctor raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the forehead lines squeezed together, "Me?" He pointed to himself and asked with his mouth.

The man in black nodded slightly and withdrew his hand.

All kinds of obscenities came out of the mouths of the people around him. The bartender knocked on the table and sneered, "I still like to do business with people. This guy's face can't be seen, but look For the waist and legs, I think you have to pay at least a thousand times the price."

The price of the drink is ten dollars, and a thousand times it is ten thousand dollars.For those big bosses who deal in population transactions, this price is hardly worth mentioning on top-of-the-line goods.But for someone who can’t see his face clearly, the fun is like spending money to open a blind box, which has its own unique features.

But the problem is that the people in this tavern probably won't let a fat sheep who can pull out [-] dollars at once really leave with the goods swaggeringly.Also, the man in black didn't want to pay so much for this matter.

"Then there is nothing we can do." The black-robed man said in a low voice, "Please go to the police station to report, hand in your guns and state your crimes." The doctor couldn't see what he had done, but the pub People did obey his order, opened the door and filed out, and the last bartender to leave did not forget to close the door.

"Cool!" The doctor ran over to pick up his psychic card, patted the ashes and stuffed it back into his arms, "What was that just now? Hypnosis, magic, technological effects, or racial talent? By the way, I'm a doctor, do you want to know it?" ? Like your name? By the way, I forgot to ask where this place is, and what year is it?"

"I don't have a name," the man in black replied, "This is Gotham, Gotham on February 1981, 2." He paused, "You'd better find a place to stay temporarily until—— you Find a way back to your own world."

"So," the doctor danced in a circle, "Huh, this is a parallel world? You don't seem to be surprised by this at all, so do you have any other suggestions? And I thought you would ask something else Questions like which Ph.D.”

"Because I also come from another world." The black-robed man only answered this sentence and stopped talking.

"Come to travel, relax? Wait, Gotham?" The doctor tapped his chin, "Yes, it's the very simple Gotham City, right, in 1981, I remember that it was also called the City of Crime, Dark City. I've been there, and in the 25th century, the Batman theme park there was amazing!"

"Hey, don't rush away," the doctor called to the man in black who turned to leave, "Can't you really say something more? I'm in some trouble right now, so I really need help urgently."

The man in black stopped. He looked at the old clock on the wall. It was 2 minutes before twelve o'clock. "Then keep up. Remember to keep quiet." He opened the door, and it was not the street but the street outside the door. a bedroom.When he opened the door, the creatures in the whole manor fell into a deep sleep.

He sat down by the bed and quietly looked at the child who was falling asleep on the bed.He has thick dark circles under his eyes, and nightmares keep him from sleeping, which is also reflected in his relatively thin body compared with his peers.

The next thing he said almost every time he came, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I can't change everything." Even if he prevented the Waynes from being shot and their deaths in a car accident, but Not long after, they still left because of the air crash.

What made him unable to help was that while he was protecting the Wayne couple, their son Bruce fell into a coma, with high fever, nightmares, and coma, and the symptoms continued to deepen with his rescue operations.

It was as if there was something pushing that one of the Waynes and their child had to die.Obviously, the Wayne couple also noticed this, which may be the reason why they asked him to take care of Bruce when he appeared again, and why they didn't ask for his help when the plane crashed.

When the clock struck twelve o'clock, the man in black took out a well-wrapped gift box from his robe and put it on the boy's bedside, and said softly, "Happy birthday, and I hope you can grow up happily this year as well." big."

The doctor leaned on the threshold and looked around. If his sonic screwdriver was still there, he would have been excitedly sweeping around by now.But now due to the situation, he could only cover his mouth to prevent the continuous questions from irritating the guy in the black robe.

When the minute moves forward by one frame, the magic is released.The man in black stood up and left as quietly as when he came.They went back to the tavern again, and the door of the tavern opened and it became a normal street outside.

"Wow, this is so cool." The doctor opened and closed the door to study, and then he came over and circled around the sitting man in black, "I have to ask, are you from Earth?" ?"

"Maybe." The man in black looked at him, "Then what kind of alien are you?"

"The Time Lords, an ancient race. What about you?"

The man in black was silent for a while, "Maybe it's a human, I don't know, my memory tells me, maybe I'm a half-time lord."

"Impossible, I mean it's kind of unbelievable, I always thought I was the last," the Doctor paused, "After the Mage, I've traveled almost 1000 years and never saw another of my kind. Etc Wait a minute," he held his forehead, "this thing is really troublesome, do you have a TARDIS? Or something else that can travel through time?"

"No, at the beginning I went to other worlds in my dreams, and later when the energy allowed, I only needed one thought to go to another world, like this time."

"I'm sorry for the previous faux pas, now I can be sure that you are indeed the doctor I know." The man in black took off his hood, and only a pair of blue eyes were exposed on his face covered by the mask for three quarters , "Although it may be unbelievable to you, I have seen you countless times in my memory, you in different ways."

"Never cruel, never cowardly. Never give up, never give in. Doctor, I saw you swear. So to restrain myself, I also swear to myself: never abuse power, never be helpless. Always keep Be sensible and always be aggressive."

He held out his hand to the doctor, "Nice to meet you, maybe you can call me a craftsman."

The author has something to say: Dr. No.11 is Dr. Ren, talkative and cute.The craftsman can tell that it is Palmer who ran into this world after abandoning his name.