After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Batman does not reject the use of torture on prisoners.

Although he adhered to the reproachable principle of not killing high-risk criminals like the clown, he sent them back to Arkham time and time again, and even took them out of prison when they were in mortal danger. Rescued at a critical moment.

However, this does not prevent him from grasping the size, beating those hateful criminals to the brink of death - and then sending them to the hospital for treatment and back to Arkham.

The principle of no killing has never been to protect criminals, the principle of no killing is just to protect Batman himself from degeneration.

Batman brings violence, pain and terror. He is the nightmare in the hearts of villains big and small in Gotham City. In the limit of not killing, he arbitrarily measures the scale of violence and obtains the information he wants from them.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of his extensive use of punishment and violence-even more ruthless than the gangs in Gotham, that "principle of no killing" is more important.

For the same consideration, Batman often helps others to maintain the bottom line of the "no killing principle".Just like the request he made to Dick, at this moment, he just placed the same expectation on Hilda.

So, when he saw Hilda nearly "killing" Poison Ivy, his first instinct was to stop her from doing it, he couldn't just watch her cross that line without stopping— —even though the shouting might not do much at all.

However, when he really managed to stop Hilda with one sentence, he suddenly realized what it meant.

...Although this is indeed what he wanted, since when did Bruce Wayne have the ability to easily influence Hilda's actions?Since when did he become Hilda's weakness?

People with power always need to bear more responsibilities.As Batman, Bruce had known this for a long time, but this time, he felt a responsibility he had never felt before—carrying the responsibility of another person.

The moment Hilda heard Bruce's voice, she looked towards him and pulled Pamela up without hesitation.

"...Bruce." She was very nervous, completely ignoring Natasha and Steve, who had shocked and complicated eyes, let go of Poison Ivy's hand in embarrassment, put her hands behind her back, and stood up, "... ...how did you come here? It's not safe here."

Bruce looked at her, and he walked quickly towards Hilda, perfectly showing the affectionate image of thinking about his girlfriend, he grabbed Hilda's hand, with concern in his eyes: "Honey, are you okay? God, this is really It's terrible—are you injured?" He held Hilda's face in his hands and looked at her, then quickly grabbed her shoulders to observe her, and took a few glances at the poisonous woman who had collapsed on the ground without leaving a trace. Fuji girl—confirmed that the other party is not dead.

Bruce breathed a sigh of relief.

Hilda let him check her injuries: "...I'm fine."

She wanted to say a few witty words to make Bruce happy, but with a glance out of the corner of her eye, Hilda tensed up instantly, and suddenly pulled Bruce's hand off her shoulder: "What's going on?! Your hand injured!"

Bruce looked at the slight scratch on the back of the hand, and was also a little surprised—he just discovered the wound at this moment, and to be honest, he couldn't even remember when it was made: maybe he saved it right away. When was Natasha?Or is it on the way here?

He was speechless for a while, looking at the wound with Hilda, not knowing what to say to Hilda's excessive nervousness.

Hilda couldn't wait for his answer, so she immediately turned her attention to Steve who was standing not far away, holding the weed killer: "How did Bruce get injured?"

Steve: I'm having a hard time with this question.

He tried his best to recall, but he still couldn't remember whether there was such a wound on Bruce Wayne's arm before he came here - after all, the wound was too small, who would pay attention to a wound that didn't bleed?

Bruce grabbed Hilda in embarrassment: "Maybe it was accidentally scratched just now."

Hilda: "Okay."

Reluctantly, she held Bruce's hand and blew: "I told you to be safe."

"Uh, I'm sorry to bother you," Steve walked towards them with an uncomfortable expression, and glanced at Poison Ivy lying unconscious on the ground, "But, maybe we can deal with Poison Ivy first? She Passed out? Or incapacitated?" If not incapacitated, then it would be very dangerous to put her aside like this - who knows if she will suddenly explode in the next second?

Only then did Hilda think of Poison Ivy, and her expression tensed for a moment: "...I don't know, she seems to have fainted. But I didn't do anything, maybe she is weaker, I mean... Uh, after all, she is different from ordinary people, she may be a little... fragile."

She let go of her hand, squatted down, and wanted to wake up Poison Ivy roughly, but then remembered that Bruce was by her side, and suddenly didn't know how to move, so she gestured at Poison Ivy in embarrassment, as if she was afraid of being killed. She burned her hands.

Bruce turned his head silently.

Natasha, who was standing on the side, couldn't stand it any longer. She bent down and turned Poison Ivy over.Pamela coughed violently twice, and as soon as her hazy eyes fell on Hilda's face, she trembled immediately: "...I will never touch Bruce Wayne."

Two strange eyes fell on Bruce Wayne at the same time. He paused and looked at Hilda who was squatting there.

Hilda didn't look at him, and seemed to be touched by Poison Ivy's words, she sneered: "You can't be trusted at all."

"...How can you believe it?" Poison Ivy asked, supporting her body.

Hilda was silent.

She stared at Pamela, those tea-colored eyes made Pamela icy cold - people who have not experienced it will not understand this feeling, let alone smell more dangerous and terrifying smells from Hilda's methods .

Only a lunatic can accurately spot the scariest and least annoying one among a group of similar people.

"Swear to me," said Hilda, "not to God, not to the devil, but to me—swear to Hilda, swear that you will never hurt Bruce Wayne in any way, not even by an evil thought .”

"I swear to you," Poison Ivy said slowly, "I will never hurt Bruce Wayne by any means, not even an evil thought."

Something swam through her heart, cold as a poisonous snake.

She no longer needed to ask the second half of the oath, Poison Ivy lowered her eyes, leaned on her arm, and remained silent - because she had already felt that power.

She will be trapped in it forever.

The next development is logical.Poison Ivy explained the whereabouts of Professor Werther, and with a pale face, Arkham sent a special car to pick up the botanical garden.

Steve and Natasha disappeared long before Gotham police arrived.

Hilda was impatient with the Gotham Police Department's interrogation and the long transcript that followed, so she called the Penguin.Leaving aside Cobett's cursing on the other end of the phone, in short, Hilda managed to get Bruce out of the gate and took Bruce to the hospital to have a look.

"It's just a small wound." Bruce raised his hand and said helplessly, "Even if you leave it alone, it will heal in a few days."

"...Then are you not injured anywhere else on your body?" Hilda looked at him suspiciously, before Bruce could answer, she stretched out her hand and touched him from top to bottom one by one.Bruce was unprepared, he was touched by the old wound that was torn apart, and his body suddenly tensed up, and she immediately noticed the clue.

Hilda exploded: "I knew it! I shouldn't have let Poison Ivy go!"

Bruce took her hand, and said helplessly, "It has nothing to do with Poison Ivy. It's just that I accidentally got a little injury when I went out to play, but it's almost healed."

Hilda: "I now doubt your words."

"Oh please," Bruce held Hilda's face in his hands and looked at her pleadingly, "Don't, I don't want to lose your trust, Hilda."

Hilda: "..."

She turned her eyes away: "...I really can't do anything about you. But I still want to take you to the hospital. "

"I can handle these minor injuries myself," Bruce whispered to her. "Trust me, I've had a lot of experience in this matter."

Hilda lowered her eyes, obviously not in a good mood: "It's my fault, I didn't protect you well."

"How could it be? Sweetheart," his voice became more gentle, "You protect me very well, but I also want to protect you."

Hilda took Bruce's "injured" hand silently, looked at it for a while, and silently printed a kiss on his wound: "It won't happen next time."

Bruce froze, the sweet smile on his face gradually dissipated because of this moment of stupefaction.He silently stared at Hilda's furrowed brows for a while, then smiled suddenly, raised his other hand to rub her hair, and relaxed: "Okay, it's fine. Let's go on a date, shall we? Do you still want to go to the mall? Or go to the amusement park? Huh?"

Hilda shook her head: "No more dates, I'll take you home."

Bruce: "What? Honey, are you sure? Go home now? It's still early... Did I say I'd spend the day with you, or are you bored..."

"You're all hurt!" Hilda looked up at him dissatisfied, "Could it be that I'm some kind of ruthless boss who squeezes workers, and under such circumstances, Ying dragged you to date me outside? Didn't you say you could Do you treat the wound yourself? We won’t go to the hospital anymore, I’ll take you back, and after you treat the wound well, I’ll leave.”

Bruce looked at her with complicated emotions, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he sighed softly, and said to Hilda: "Although I really don't think it's necessary——but, well, baby, I'll listen to you."

Hilda drove the car.

She was uncharacteristically stubborn on this issue, completely refusing to listen to Bruce's explanation, and insisted on seeing Bruce, who was only slightly injured, as a seriously ill patient who needed full escort and assistance.If he hadn't insisted on refusing, she would have even wished to carry him into the car.

Even if Bruce pointed out that she didn't have a driver's license, Hilda simply broke the can and didn't intend to continue to pretend to be a good citizen of Gotham full of loopholes:

"Come on honey, I don't look like a nice guy anyway. Driving without a license is a piece of cake,"

——What else is there to pretend, just now Bruce witnessed how she treated Poison Ivy. After seeing such a scene, no one can say that she is a good person without conscience.

...Bruce Wayne can have a conscience.

"How come? You are the best person in the world," he said. "You have a sense of justice, you helped two people who didn't know each other, and you also protected us all from super villains. You are a Good law-abiding citizens."

Obviously he was on the scene, but he was able to completely ignore the fact that Hilda was forced to save people, showing 120 points of sincerity.

Hilda was blown all over by him: "...you make me look like a superhero."

"You are my superhero." Baby Bruci's praise came out, "The representative hero of Gotham City shouldn't be Batman-what kind of superhero is that black bat? You are me The most iconic superhero in Gotham City in my heart! Babe, do you want to replace Batman? I can immediately set up a foundation to promote you until you replace Batman as the symbolic hero of our Gotham City .”

Hilda: ...that's not necessary.

What kind of superhero in Gotham City, let this kind of work be done by the responsible Batman.As for her, just be her Gotham citizen, at most be a Bruce Wayne superhero, and that's about it.

"Honey," she looked at Bruce earnestly, "you can just tell me about it, don't talk nonsense outside, no one knows who Batman is, if he happens to be by your side, listen Now that you say something like this, what do you do?"

Bruce AKA Batman Wayne sneered: "So what if he heard it? ... I, Bruce Wayne, have never been afraid of anyone!"

Hilda admired her face: "...Honey, you are so cool!"

"Of course," Bruce showed a subtle smile, and changed his posture, "...so you really don't think about letting me drive?"

Hilda: "..."

She looked forward blankly: "don't talk to me, I have to concentrate on driving."

They soon arrived at Wayne Manor.

Hilda sympathetically helped Bruce out of the passenger seat, unmoved by his rather speechless eyes, carefully half-armed and half-supported him to the main entrance of this historic building.

Before Bruce could speak, Hilda rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and Alfred Pennyworth looked calm, not surprised by the female companion that Master Wayne brought back by accident: "You are back, Master. This is Hilda Walker Miss, welcome to Wayne Manor, Miss Walker."

"Mr. Pennyworth." Hilda greeted him politely, "I'm taking Bruce home, he's injured."

"Oh," Alfred's eyes quickly turned around on Bruce, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's really surprising, I hope the injury is not too serious."

Hilda was still supporting Bruce, as if treating a fragile object. She replied to the housekeeper with some embarrassment: "...It's hard for me to answer you, whether Bruce's injury is serious or not. But I'm sorry, I didn't return you an intact one. Bruce."

"Please don't be too hard on yourself, Miss Walker." The butler nodded, "After all, even Master Wayne himself can't do this."

Bruce: "..."

Hilda didn't understand: "?"

She wanted to ask, but before she could ask, an extremely familiar male voice interrupted her doubts.

"Ah Fu! The cookies are already baked!"

Jason Todd, who ran out of the kitchen with a plate excitedly, shouted loudly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Today would have been a happy day for Jason Todd if he hadn't inappropriately walked out of the kitchen with a cookie at this inappropriate moment.

Jason caught sight of Hilda standing in the middle of the hall, watching him motionlessly.

His expression suddenly froze completely. At this moment, it was as if a nightmare had come into reality, making Jason unable to tell whether he was hallucinating or not.

Hilda raised her eyebrows slowly: "...Jason Todd?"

Jason: "!!!"