[Comprehensive British and American] The richest man in the super British world

"I kind of want to go out," Wade said.

He suspected that the two of them could not find a place to change their uniforms, so they went into the locker room with him.The originally narrow space was crammed with three people, making it even more crowded.Dick glanced at the detective calmly. The latter approached the door, reacted immediately, and stuck to the door panel.

"Can't move," he said helplessly, "it's stuck."

"Just play a game of sardines," Dick said, pretending to be relaxed.

Wade was a little scared.Because the extrajudicial team said that they knew whether they were in danger, that is to say, the other party might open the door at any time, and then found Wade and the group of birds huddled together, turned around and attacked themselves.He didn't know if Arsenal's psychological endurance was good, anyway, he was about to suffocate just by imagining it.

"Hello," but Dick obviously didn't know Wade's worries, and introduced himself in a mood, "Dick Grayson, we meet again, Mr. Rich." There were several background gunshots outside the door.

Wade smiled awkwardly: "The second time we meet, we are destined."

At the end of his voice, a scream was inserted.

Dick and his brother Tim exchanged glances, and the former turned to Wade and said, "We've met, you know, I'm a police officer in Bluhaven. This is what we have to deal with, and you stay here. "

The latter's eyes widened, and he sent a message to his elder brother with his eyes, "you"?Let me stay here, are you serious?

But Dick ignored him, he stood up, pulled him, twisted open the door, and nimbly slipped through the gap.He tried to grab the little policeman with his arms, but Dick easily got around his restraints.

"Enthusiastic people stay here." He gave the little detective a warning look.

His younger brother looked at him in silence, then at Wade again: "Understood."

It seems that these two groups of people should be inseparable from the Wade behind him.Dick was worried that the other party was hiding here alone, so he hinted that he would stay and protect him.The look that fell on Wade was gentle and nonaggressive, which was a little different.Dick was, to be honest, always friendly and distant.Others always think that it is very easy to build a good relationship with him. In fact, it is the opposite. It is because too many people approach him that Dick always maintains a superficial friendliness and is difficult to approach.

Unlike his former idol, the second-generation Robin, Jason is the kind of person who will remember you for the rest of his life if you treat him well, and will find opportunities to repay you back.But Dick is liked by many people, so being nice to him does not attract his attention. He will be grateful, but he will not take it to heart. This is a kind of confidence.

Of course, he himself is the number one detective in the world after Batman. He must be able to figure out what happened between this mysterious figure and his elder brother, so that the other party can judge that he is not dangerous and needs protection.As long as he wants, he can.

"Don't you want to make friends with me?" Tim went straight in, leaning against the door again, and asked while being alert to the messages from outside, "Oh, we are good friends now."

"I think..." Wade said distractedly, his mind was on Dick outside the door.I always felt that the opponent didn't look like he was wearing equipment, so if he rushed out resolutely, would he be injured again?After all, they are ordinary people, no matter how good their skills are, some accidents are inevitable, "Good friends should be gradual?"

"How do you want to proceed step by step?" the other party asked.

"At least I have to try to convince you, right?"

The little detective touched his chin: "Well, okay. Then you can convince me."

"I……"

"I'm convinced by you." The detective cut off his words, "Is the head office okay now?"

"..." Wade was at a loss, "Is this okay?"

"Of course, I have the final say," he said. "You stay here. Good friend has something to do, you can't move around."

He was not going to listen to Dick obediently.It is true that he is the least rebellious Robin in the family, but he is still one of the members of the Bat family who do not follow the routine.Did Dick think he could figure it all out?He hasn't been home for a long time, and he didn't realize that he could already be alone.The two waves collided, and he had the confidence to fish in troubled waters, protecting Wade and helping Dick at the same time.

But Wade suddenly said: "Your real name is not Alvin Draper."

Tim was startled when he heard that.

"You work for Batman." The tone was affirmative.

How could he...?

"So hurry up and help, don't waste time," Wade smiled at him, and patted his coat, "I have a gun. I am very accurate with marksmanship, so there is no need for you to stay, because I am delaying business." He had already seen that The vigilante's hesitation.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, such as why do I know your identity. But now, why don't you go out and help? I can't escape, so you can ask me slowly."

But the other party suddenly smiled.

"I seem to know why Ye Yi likes you a little bit." He said tentatively.Observing Wade's expression, he didn't show any surprise, so he might know the equation between Dick and Nightwing.Reminiscent of Dick's previous self-introduction, he felt that this was a bit of a sitcom.Are they figured out?Just don't know how much Wade knows.

Wade thought that the other party would think for a while, struggling to reveal his identity.But the little detective seemed to take it well.

...maybe it's just a look.

The other party moved under the gaze. He turned his hand over, glanced at his wrist computer, tapped a few times, and a panel appeared in front of Wade. He frowned and looked at the structural diagram of the building, thinking for a moment, Then he widened his eyes and swears: "They set off bombs."

Wade leaned forward and saw where his eyes pointed.

It was a certain link where the ventilation ducts intersected, and there were several time bombs that had been deliberately planted for an unknown period of time lying quietly.

"It looks like there are more than two groups of people," the other party said, rubbing his cheek with the back of his hand, "The fisherman is making a profit?"

—is arranged in a "J" shape.

Anger was in Tim's eyes, he suppressed it quickly, and the emotion disappeared as soon as it floated, but Wade still noticed it.Of course, the spring, the resurrection, the dead Robin, he may have come to Bloughhaven, so the clown is like a shadow, with a bomb of dark memories.

The idea is easy to guess. Since the two groups of people came for the spring water, Jie must have noticed this place.What the clown wants is his attention, he wants to tell the dead bird with the sulfur smell and death list left by the bomb that he is his property forever, his spoils, and even death and rebirth cannot erase the imprint of all past events .

"There should be people from the League of Assassins and Hydra outside," Wade said after hesitating for a moment. Maybe he will be blacklisted and under the high surveillance of Batman, but what the hell, "these two groups of people used to found me."

That said, Dick might not be able to handle it at all.And there is a hidden danger...

"I can defuse bombs," said a voice.

The young president subconsciously glanced at Wade, it was he who was talking just now.

"I'm serious," Wade looked into his eyes, "I have studied this kind of thing. You may not believe it, but I used to be in the police academy."

This is the second unexpected thing the detective heard, a billionaire who went to police school?

……

In fact, he was telling the truth. Before being selected by the system, Wade was a student of the police academy and a sniper reserve in his world, so he has a super high shooting accuracy, and occasionally, a sense of justice that has no place to rest.When he first came to the comic book world, he was alone, had no possessions, passed the test, rejoined the police academy and graduated, and under the shadow of the bat, he was going to join the Gotham Police Department and do what he could.And then the system descended on top of him, which barely ended his fate of playing tricks.

Wade suddenly became rich, and the windfall seems to follow his previous thinking, and every request points to superheroes.To be honest, even if he ignored the requirement that he would die if he didn't spend it for two years, he would still spend the money on something more practical.Because his initial extravagance was just to get the attention of superheroes.

"Do you know that you will be blown up if you dismantle it wrong?" the vigilante asked, "You really can?"

Wade smiled: "The only thing I need to worry about is that the timing is not enough, not that I can't dismantle it, or dismantle the wrong steps."

The detective glanced at him, looked at him, and finally said in a low voice: "Don't regret it, I'll leave it to you."

Wade pushed him: "Go and help, superhero. We ordinary people are responsible behind the scenes."

He was worried at first that the bird, who was second only to Batman in wisdom, would not leave this matter to him.But the opponent is more flexible than he thought, and being trusted is a kind of stimulant, which makes Wade want to prove himself.He was actually a little scared, but he understood that at this moment, he belonged to the battlefield, and Ye Yi needed him even more.

The detective gave him the location.

Wade wrote it down and winked at him: "The locker room is reserved for you to change your uniform."

He opened the door, got out faster than the other party, and left a sentence: "Don't fall asleep."

The latter couldn't help laughing, and whispered behind him: "You don't trust your good friend so much?"

"Step by step, step by step." Wade muttered, and immediately got down on the ground, trying not to be noticed.

As soon as he got out of the small closed box, he could clearly see the melee of two groups of people, the crisp sound of samurai swords colliding and guns being reloaded.He forced himself not to look, not to pay attention to Nightwing in battle, because it would be too distracting.But he still couldn't help but glanced worriedly.Fortunately, the opponent brought equipment and was able to do a job with ease in the crowd, otherwise Wade would not be able to imagine the appearance of the opponent with bare hands.

He went around to the back of the dressing room, which was heated so there would be ventilation ducts, and this was the entrance the detective had pointed to.Wade took out the pistol that he carried with him. He had a suppressor installed, which came in handy.He fired a few shots at the screw, then twisted the bar to unscrew the passage.Taking one last look at the dark passage, he took a deep breath and ducked in.

Cautiously, he snapped the fence back into place before leaving.Then he tentatively climbed down according to the location the little detective told him in his memory.Thanks to his fairly good memory, he can remember the location.

It is easy to feel lonely in the dark narrow corridor.But Wade didn't have this kind of emotion, he only knew that the task was in hand, and it was urgent.Now, he was fighting side by side with Nightwing.Maybe there was no reason for Dick's daze last night, because there were plenty of people willing to help.Especially him.