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

Dick entered the room, flinching before entering, for two pairs of eyes were fixed upon him at once as he approached.He walked to the dead corner of the video, pulled the pen from the recording board, moved his body slightly, and threw the pen out. It scratched a trace and smashed the camera accurately.Confirming that it was correct, he ruffled his hair.

"I've seen a pair of brothers," he said with a sigh, dragged a chair, and sat in front of them, "They claim to be gods..."

One of the two in front of him was about to speak immediately, maybe some sarcastic language, the other party was always eloquent, so Dick immediately stopped him by raising his finger: "Listen to me, the older one looks too old, you know why ?"

"Oh, is this going to teach us?"

"I know what you're talking about," Tim said, "but we didn't put snakes under your bed, change your hot water in the shower, wake you up screaming in the middle of the night, prank tricks. A knife stabs your kidney—"

"Okay, don't say any more," Dick felt a dull pain in his stomach, "Thank you."

"Look at him," Red Hood leaned back on his back, raised his hand, indicating that he was being handcuffed, "he suddenly became eloquent."

"Please, who do you think Bruce was arguing with every day before you came here, and you are fighting to the death?"

"I laughed," Jason said, "I really laughed."

Dick shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you to come anyway, Little Wing."

"I want to come, I am willing." He rolled his eyes, "Mr. Police, please interrogate us quickly. Because I will take Xiaohong and escape from the police station later."

Dick closed his left eye, put his hand in front of his eyes, and gestured to his younger brothers with a space between his thumb and index finger: "Can you have a little, a little bit of trust in the police here? ?” Just the trust between the fingers, come on, it’s embarrassing for Dick.

"Wait no one, I'll give you time," the most rebellious one suddenly raised his hand, his handcuffs had been loosened at some point, of course, how could this restrain the two former Robins, he moved his wrist , showing the most sincere smile to Dick, and asked caringly, "...Dickie, do you prefer to chew on the left or the right?"

Dick replied cautiously: "The right."

"Oh, yes," said the detective excitedly, "Big Red, hit him on the right side."

This young brother acted like he was watching a boxer match. If possible, Tim seemed willing to ring for them live, and then he was responsible for raising the flag, betting, and spreading flowers.

Red Hood shook his head at the detective: "Fool, this guy is a habitual criminal, a liar, he must have left cheek."

Dick immediately understood the intentions of the two of them, and he didn't intend to hide. First, his brothers must be angry because of his words last night. It was Dick who did something wrong, and of course he had to bear it.Second, he is a law-abiding policeman in Bruhaven. How could he let two vicious criminals go without injury?So when the opponent's fist touched his left cheek, Dick didn't dodge, he counted everything, the only thing he didn't expect was that Todd's hands were so black——

He was hit like a spinning top and hit the corner of the table, almost without a concussion.

Dick: "???" Hello?

He barely stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Are you really my little wing?"

Red Hood shuddered: "Shut up, Grayson. You didn't dodge yourself, you touch China." He was also a little remorseful, and annoyed why Dick didn't dodge and was beaten like a target.

The detective patted his elder brother's shoulder reassuringly: "It's okay, tomorrow I will use my original identity to send you a pennant with Dahong."

"Thank you," Dick said weakly, pretending to hold his heart together, "I'm so touched."

……

Wade and Roy seemed a little idle outside, because it seemed that the director was just giving them a name, and he didn't intend to let the new rich man who appeared in Bruhaven take risks and put himself in danger.Everything here seems fast-paced and busy. The phone keeps ringing and cutting off. There are people walking around in the corner irritably.

Sitting on a stool in the lobby of the police station was a boy who had been ignored by them before. Under Wade's silent observation, the boy unexpectedly revealed his childish nature. Robin was so bored that he took his left foot and stepped on his right , with legs crossed and crossed, shaking to and fro, unable to reach the ground.

Wade smiled and walked towards the other party.Roy was sitting at a table, playing with his mobile phone, busy contacting the other side, and didn't notice.

"Coincidentally, I also want to see Dick Grayson," he chose to go straight in under the defensive gaze of the other party. "After all, I have nothing to do here, right?"

Wade thinks he can start with Dick.Originally, according to the tacit rules of the police station, the old policeman should lead the new rookie to handle the case. If Dick is willing to be his partner, he must be able to really do something, right?

"I know you," the other party said cautiously, rubbing his eyebrows, the whole boy's facial features became wrinkled, showing a false clumsy cuteness, "Can you take me to Grayson?"

Wade wasn't offended by his strong skeptical tone: "Yeah."

"He has something to do." Damian said, with a bit of unexpected anxiety, "I'll wait for him."

"Okay." Yeah, Dick was probably interrogating his...brothers.

Others always think that the newest Robin is an extremely difficult kid, but in fact, he is disdainful and arrogant, but has a softness that others can't see.He spent the longest time with Dick, and some of the humanity and thoughtfulness he learned from the cruel life away from the League of Assassins were only hidden in people he was willing to give everything to, such as Dick, who was never stingy with patience and consideration, and cared only You can see traces in the sarcasm, but that doesn't mean he's out of proportion.

"What's the matter with you and him?" When Wade sat next to him, Damian moved his position impatiently, kept a distance from him, and asked with arms folded, "I was at the scene last night."

"Nothing." Wade wondered, why do you care about this?

Robin glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I don't care what your reason is for approaching him, but if you dare to hurt him, I will definitely make you pay the price. Do what you say."

As the party being threatened, Wade didn't get angry at all, but felt that the other party was a bit cute.

"Got it," he said solemnly, "we have a very serious relationship."

Damian finally turned his head and looked at him with that indescribable gaze. There was only one line written in his eyes: "Oh my God, you open-minded Americans scare the baby to death": "Now the money relationship can also be called a serious relationship." ?"

Wade: "..." Can you say it, with a little fingernail cover, so that people won't be misunderstood?

Before he had time to say anything, there was a sudden commotion.A group of policemen rushed up, accompanied by complaints and discussions, revealing the people surrounded by the crowd. Dick's entire left face was swollen, bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, compared with his intact right cheek, he looked pitiful and horrible. I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I walked a few steps and almost fell to the ground.Wade's heart tightened and he was about to step forward, but someone was faster than him, like a small whirlwind, jumped off the stool and rushed over.

"Who—!" Damian was angry, "Who did it! I'm going to crush him to death!"

He was like a popping candy, almost hitting Dick in the jaw in agitation, causing secondary damage.Dick himself was shocked for a second, and then he realized that he yelled: "Little D, why are you here?"

"You're such an idiot, Grayson," said the other, hanging himself on Dick's arm, and pinched the back of his brother's hand hard. "Tell me, who beat you like this?!"

Dick looked up and thought he was hallucinating, because standing in front of him was Wedblake, still in police uniform.He looked at Wade, then down at Damian.

"I've got a concussion?" he concluded, bewildered.

"—Drake left me here to work on their evil plans with Todd," said Damian, watching Dick's expression for a moment, then affirming, "They did it, didn't they?"

Dick's eyes wandered, and he coughed: "No."

Damian looked like he wanted to say something, but he held back, and stood aside angrily with his arms folded: "Okay, let's solve it by ourselves."

The police have their own things to do, and Bluehaven is like Gotham. It's an evil dump. Bad things happen all the time. Everyone has to play their part to keep order.So although Dick was very popular, after being questioned by a group of people, they quickly dispersed, leaving him alone.The chief on the second floor beckoned to him and signaled Dick to go up for interrogation. The little policeman sighed and said to Wade, "I thought you were just talking."

"I never talk about it," Wade said, flashing past memories. "That's not going to change."

"Let's talk about it later," Dick smiled at him apologetically, touching the wound, causing him to frown in pain, "The chief is looking for me."

He turned and walked towards the stairs. Wade watched his back for a while and found that Dick had a characteristic walk.In fact, on closer inspection, he did not escape some of the characteristics of the circus kid.When he stepped up the first step of the stairs, his steps were still heavy. Gradually, as the steps went up, his steps became lighter and lighter. He was no longer limited to one step at a time, but jumped up several steps at once, agile and agile. lightweight.

Wade turned around, only to find that Roy, who was sitting on the table, had disappeared at some point, and the case materials he had moved were scattered aside.He walked up, picked it up and took a look at it himself. There were only seven or nine pages, and the eighth page was missing.It might have been taken away by Roy... His attention was drawn to the remaining few pages of words, which were photos of corpses distorted into religious shapes.

——"resurrection", "purification".

While thinking, Mike came over and fell on the chair behind the desk in front of him, took the documents in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly to him: "This is my desk, and the documents of my case."

"Sorry," Wade said, "I didn't mean to."

He walked out while talking, looking for traces of Roy, but he couldn't find Roy's figure from the crowd until the door, and Damian didn't know when he left.He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and took a look. There was an unread text message from the extrajudicial group——

Sudden accident?

It was raining lightly in Bruhaven, Wade gathered his clothes, trotted to a nearby store, bought wound medicine, and when he returned to the police station, Dick happened to walk down the stairs, and the injury on his face looked more serious .Wade stepped forward, handed him the wound medicine, and said, "It's best to rub some now."

Of course he knew that there was no shortage of wound medicine in Ye Yi's safe house, but it would be too much to suffer while working with injuries.

But with little hesitation, Dick put the medicine back in Wade's hand.

"I can't see my face," he blinked innocently, "Can you wipe it for me?"

"Me?" Wade pointed to himself.

"Of course," Dick said pretending to be pitiful, and put his hands together in front of him in prayer, "Please, I have an appointment tonight."

Did he mean Berry's?

"Okay," he said.

Before Wade could react, Dick had already hugged his waist with both hands, moved slightly, elbowed away the documents on the desk, lifted him up and put him on his desk, then turned his face up, facing He blinks.Wade lowered his head, just in time to apply the medicine to the wound.

"Isn't this much more convenient?" He said, breath almost on his lips.