Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

A new member of the family is not always accepted so quickly by the original members of the family.

But Bruce felt that David and the Robins got along pretty well.

At least when Alfred helped him with his coat when he was packing up and planning to take David to New York to visit Stark later that day.He seemed to hear something vaguely coming from downstairs.

"what is that?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

The voice was high and low, and it seemed to be vaguely mixed with laughter.

"Mr David... Master is teaching Master Tim to sing."

Alfred's expression was calm, he selected a tie from the tray and handed it to Bruce.

"Sing??"

Bruce raised his eyebrows in bewilderment, put on his tie, and strode out of the room.

Downstairs David was actually teaching Tim to sing.

To be precise, this song was adapted by jinglebell, only a few lines of lyrics were changed.

The specifics are like this: ... Jinglebells, Batman incense, Robin lays egg yolks (Jinglebells, batman**ells, Robinlaidanegg) ~ Batmobile tires fall, clown escapes, hey! (the Batmobile lostits wheels, and joker got away ~ hey!)

Tim didn't really sing along to him, he just thought it would be interesting for a robot to sing.

At least he didn't think such a song would exist in the Batcomputer's database.

There was a harsh sound from the door of the upstairs room, and soon there was the sound of someone's footsteps coming downstairs.

David stopped immediately, stepped on the sofa vigilantly and rolled backwards.Quickly hid behind the sofa, squatting carefully behind the sofa and pretending that he didn't exist at all.

Bruce quickly stood in front of Tim, asking what happened just now with his eyes.

Tim spread his hands, indicating that it was none of his business at all.

David pricked up his ears to listen, but the sensors built into his ears were far weaker than his original senses. He only heard Bruce walking downstairs, and never heard anything again.

He wondered if Bruce had heard the song he'd learned from the rest of Arkham.He really didn't mean anything else, he just thought the song was hilarious.

But he knew that if Bruce heard about it, he'd put it in the oven and have it rebuilt.

He listened carefully, but there was no sound at all, only distant footsteps.

Didn't Bruce see him?

David raised his head suspiciously, poking his head out from behind the sofa.

Nobody.

Only Tim stood not far away, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with an unexplained smile on his lips.

Although he is a robot, his crisis radar has not really disappeared with his real body.

David turned his head sharply.

But it's too late.

Bruce, who didn't know when he walked around behind him, picked him up by the waist and held him under his arm.

"what--!"

The sudden weightlessness made David's eyes widen, and he kept struggling in vain: "Why are you..." So insidious and cunning.

Bruce looked down at David, who was wearing a white and blue navy uniform, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you singing? Do you want me to help you open the concert? If you can sing, sing more."

"No, no, no..." David coughed lightly, blinked his eyes, and put on an innocent face: "You look so good-looking, where are you going? Master~"

Tim, who came over, coughed and pretended he didn't hear anything.

Bruce frowned for a moment, pretending to be annoyed and slapped his butt lightly: "Speak well."

"Take you to New York and meet someone... you probably don't know yet, do you?"

Bruce raised his hand and pinched his cheek lightly, his cobalt blue eyes were instantly cast a layer of gray.He forced a smile: "You still have relatives alive."

Anthony Stark, his cousin.

David's mother's original surname was Stark.

David raised his hand and took Bruce's hand: "Don't be sad, you have relatives too. Alfred, Dick, Jay, Tim, Damian...and me."

"Yes." Bruce nodded with a smile.

...

Avengers Tower

The Avengers have a visitor that takes them by surprise.

Bruce Wayne.

This playboy who has been at odds with Stark all year round, who snatches the No. [-] spot on the Forbes Rich List every year.

They knew that the relationship between Iron Man and this man was not good, and it could even be said that they were tit for tat, and they didn't like each other.

But Wayne came here some time ago, and they didn't know what they talked about.All I know is that Tony actually let Wayne take away a reactor, a lot of blueprints.

This strikes a lot of people as unbelievable.

#What made the two local tyrants give up their hatred#

#Two tyrants may join forces#

#Bruce Wayne or become a new generation of Iron Man#

Now Bruce Wayne is at it again.

This time he didn't even come alone, he also led a beautiful boy with a baby face.

The boy may be an albino, but it doesn't look like it.In short, he has white hair and bright ruby ​​eyes, and his face is much more beautiful than the Hollywood child stars on TV.

Wearing a white and blue navy suit, light blue shorts did not cover his knees, which were covered by a pair of white cotton stockings with blue stripes.

He was wearing a pair of small black leather shoes. The heels of the small leather shoes were still a little high, which might have made him a lot taller.But unfortunately, his height still only reached Bruce's shoulders.

A cute-looking teenager, but the Avengers find something weird.

Because he was brought by Bruce Wayne, and... Tony seems to be very kind to the teenager—

He took the white-haired boy's hand from Wayne. Although he tried his best to keep calm, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Tony stroked the boy's hair, took out a hamburger from the takeaway bag he just ordered, handed it to the boy, and led them to the basement.

To be precise, he was holding the boy's hand.

Bruce Wayne followed behind them with a peaceful smile on his face.

Natalie folded her arms, looked at this strange combination with a face full of inexplicable, and elbowed Barton who was standing beside her with her arms folded and watching the show: "What's going on?"

"...don't know. Could it be... a discussion about billionaires?"

"Tony? Forget it, leave him alone. Wayne is just an ordinary rich man anyway."

...

Tony takes David into the basement for a series of inspections (and a series of accusations).

For example, he scans David's arm with a metal detector: "Titanium alloy? But why does it contain iron? What did you do?"

"Why are the joints made like this? Is Wayne going to go bankrupt? Can't even make tough skin materials? Your technology department is too poor."

"The quality of this ruby ​​is too bad, why? Wayne's accumulation of hundreds of years makes it difficult for you to even find a team of high-quality gems in the safe?"

David sat innocently on a chair holding the hamburger he took a bite out of, allowing Stark to inspect the reactor emitting a faint blue light on his chest.

Bruce rarely refuted Tony, but coughed lightly with some embarrassment, and winked at David.

David understood, he tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and said hesitantly: "Cousin...cousin? Do I want to call you that?"

Tony touched the soft hair on his head subconsciously, then nodded, and said to Bruce: "The system is not bad...By the way, the material of the hair is very good."

"Actually."

Bruce was about to say what he was here for today, but he glanced at David who was blinking innocently at him with bright red eyes.Still patted Tony on the shoulder: "You come out first."

He and Tony stood in the cubicle. "There's actually something wrong with his system. No, maybe that's not the system, Anthony."

Bruce swings his arms, unconsciously trying to express what he wants to express with his movements.

"Do you believe in souls? I suspect he might somehow have acquired a soul that belonged to...Lane? I'm not sure, I'm just doubting, but he did say something that only the two of us knew. I'm sure I never None of that was mentioned to anyone."

Tony looked at him as if he felt something was wrong with his brain: "What stupid things are you talking about, how did you get into Princeton? Even the Vatican has no such ridiculous ideas as you."

Bruce shook his head: "No, you can ask him. Do you know something that Ryan knows but this robot should not know?"

"I hope the database you gave him doesn't include Ryan's full name."

"Probably... no. Listen, Tony, I thought it would take a few or dozens of hundreds of thousands of tweaks to pass the Turing test, but when he woke up, it felt like He's a real person."

"Maybe it's just a bug. You just need to format and find out what's wrong with his brain circuit. It's very simple. I can provide some vital help, but I'm going out to help now." You ask a question to see if he has a 'soul' after all."

David's original full name was Lane Edward Howard Black.

His middle name comes from his grandfather and uncle respectively.

Tony knew that Lane's grandfather was none other than the famous comedian: Edward Morgan Blake.

But almost no one knew about it, Tony guessed that only himself and Ryan's father knew about it.

He didn't think Ryan knew, and he didn't think the little robot would.

But the little robot answered two of his questions correctly.

This is strange.

"he…"

Tony sat on the sofa and carefully checked the drawings Bruce gave him: "It shouldn't be. Are you sure the thing he knows is only known to you and Ryan?"

Bruce sat across from him and nodded solemnly.

Tony closed his eyes and asked the question they both wanted to ask: "Who the hell is he?"

Bruce hangs his head, fumbling with the red hair band with a small bell on his wrist hidden under his clothes.

Sigh lightly.

The author has something to say:

The red headband, the one with the bell.

do you remember?

Daybreak Lantern wears the one on his hand.

It's sorted out, and the daily update will resume, I've been waiting for a long time.