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

Wade stared at the face close at hand and frowned.Since Dick's left cheek was bruised, it was conceivable that the attacker had no reservations.He lowered his head to look for the medicine, Dick watched his movements, almost obediently waiting for him to deal with it.When he bought the medicine, he was too anxious and forgot to bring a pack of cotton swabs, so he could only dip a little with his hand, hesitantly said: "I'll just...?"

"Come on," said Dick.Wade carefully applied the medicine to his wound, although the movement was as gentle as possible, the latter blinked in pain, his eyelashes brushed against his fingers, like a lightning strike, Wade fainted the medicine with his hand , Dick's body tensed, but his eyes didn't move, he kept looking at Wade, with a faint smile in his blue eyes.

"What's going on?" Wade felt that he should say something, otherwise the atmosphere would be a bit strange, "Who hurt you like this?"

"Myself," Dick said, tugging at the wound, but still smiling, "I let criminals slip through my hands. I'm a bastard."

"You are." Wade whispered.

Dick winked at him. "How can I not be an asshole?"

Wade straightened his face: "Don't move."

"Well," said Sergeant Grayson, "I have something to tell you. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

"what?"

"You're going to be partnered with a jerk," Dick said. "Guess who?"

The pointing is so clear that Wade can easily guess who it is.He was a little surprised: "You said it?" He hadn't discussed it with Dick yet, and he thought that the other party would refuse.After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Wedblake, as a rich man, is only here to play tickets, not to be a policeman in a serious way. Who wants to go paddling with his own partner?As a result, now Dick said that he had made a statement with the director.

"You're standing there, wearing a police uniform, looking at me, how can I not know what you're thinking?" Dick said, "After all, I've been punished, and Mike must be very happy to have a new partner."

Wade laughed, and pushed him: "If I become your partner, I will be punished? It's a good idea."

"Only I dare to think about it." He said, taking advantage of the trend to stay away from Wade.The latter came down from the table and Dick picked up the police cap he had laid on the chair and put it on top of his head.Wade watched his actions, and silently observed his desk.The location is relatively small and chaotic, but it can be regarded as having everything.Dick has a habit of sticking post-it notes on his glass bezel, and when Wade glances over, he sees the pink post-it note on the top - pissed off :(

He pointed to the post-it note: "What is this?"

"This," Dick originally glanced at it casually, but when he found out which one Wade was referring to, he suddenly became nervous, tore off the sticky note, rubbed it, and threw it into the trash can, " Nothing." He laughed dryly.

Wade looked at him with that "you liar" look.

All Dick said was, "It's a complicated situation."

"for example?"

"I made someone angry," he said, "and I haven't figured out how to apologize to that person."

"You make other people angry too?" Mike interjected.His desk was across from Dick.

"So this is a very complicated situation." When Dick said this, he kept staring at Wade. "It's very complicated, but it shows one thing. At least the other party is the same as me."

"What?" Wade asked subconsciously, "What does it mean?"

"Do you get mad at someone who doesn't care and doesn't care?" Dick said, "especially when the person has been nice to everyone else."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give Wade any time to react. He grabbed the document on the table, opened it and glanced at it, and quickly said, "I have an unsolved case here, do you want to come with me?"

Wade pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Who else but you? Fool," said Dick. "Put your guns on, and we'll go to work."

They quickly arrived in front of the police car and opened the door, but another person was already sitting in the co-pilot. It was Damian who disappeared in the police station at some point.Seeing them coming, she turned her head and said disdainfully, "You guys are so slow. Don't tell me, you've been whispering together for half an hour."

Dick looked a little embarrassed: "You were waiting for me?"

Damian looked at Wade, then at Dick, and pointed at Wade: "Why didn't he feel surprised?"

If it was Dick's ordinary friends in the past, seeing Damian sitting in the police car as if nothing had happened, without even triggering the alarm system, they would definitely question Dick.

"You said it?" Damian looked suspiciously between the two, "You told him everything? About our identities?"

"What?" Wade asked.

Dick immediately squeezed between the two of them, blocking Wade's view of Damian. "I'm Bruce Wayne's adopted son, actually," he said.

"Oh," Wade decided to cooperate with their brothers, "I just said how could I see you at the fraternity meeting."

Dick laughed a few times: "Wait a minute, I have something to talk to him."

After finishing speaking, he gave Damian a pull, signaled him to get off the car, and walked to the corner with him.

"Grayson, are you in love?" Damian cut to the chase, "And then lost your mind?"

Dick denied, "Not yet."

"not yet?"

"What did you want to say to me?" Dick added immediately, not letting Damian continue to dwell on the topic, "Is it because Tim isn't here? You can go to my apartment first, I'm at work, little D. The key is in... ..."

"I know, in the fire pipe."

"So it's in the fire pipe?" Dick was shocked. "No wonder I couldn't find it."

Damian rolled his eyes: "I was going to say that Todd and Drake are doing tricks without telling you, but obviously you already know. They have joined together, and we need to deal with them together."

"No," Dick continued in shock, "what were you thinking? This isn't Robin Wars."

"That means you all kept it from me?" Damian was very dissatisfied, "Okay, I don't bother to join you."

"This isn't Robin's Club," Dick quickly explained to his youngest brother. "Anyway, little D, it's just a whole lot of trouble, like..."

"Trouble like cheating on yourself?" Damian said, "'Cop Grayson and Nightwing may be rivals.' I read today's paper."

For a boy who was only ten years old, Damian's gaze was too sharp.

"...like the trouble of not being able to find jam when eating a slice of bread." Dick struggled to finish the whole wrong sentence.

"I finally understand that what Todd said is right." Damian folded his arms like a little adult, "You are the only one among us who was raised by Alfred Cheerios."

"What the hell?"

"So you're malnourished and your brain shrinks," his brother said, "and I don't want to talk to you."

Dick: "..."

Dick was a little relieved to see someone who had followed him in terms of eloquence.At least on the road of scrambling to kill Batman, Robin's eloquence is better than one generation.

"I want a dog," Damian said suddenly, "at your apartment."

"What? No," Dick refused. "I can't have a dog in my room."

"You shocked me, Grayson," Damian said. "Can't have dogs in kennels?"

"It's okay to have a cat."

"The cat doesn't want to live in your room," he said. "It doesn't deserve a cat."

……

Dick finally made his way towards him, Wade stepped forward, and Damian took one look at them both, turned and walked away with triumphant pride.

"How?" he asked.

"I sent him home first," Dick said. "He's just so insecure. Forgive a ten-year-old boy."

Damian stepped back and held out his hands to Dick, who sighed, took out his wallet, and put it in his small hand.He glanced at Wade: "Do you have a date tonight?"

Dick put his hand on Damian's shoulder defensively, made him turn around with a little force, and then pushed him a few steps: "Go, don't you want to take the dog home?"

"I won't do anything." Damian smiled suddenly, "but I don't know about the others." He left without looking back this time.

Dick sighed loudly.

Finally, Damian was sent away, and the two sat in the police car, looking at each other silently.

Wade thought for a while and asked, "You haven't told me what this case is?"

Dick handed him the folder in his hand: "You can take a look, it's the religious one."

Wade put the folder on his lap and opened it to read.What came into his eyes was the bloody picture. He had seen these photos, and they seemed to be the one that Roy took.Probably because Dick and Mike were originally partners, so both of them have this information.While he was talking to Damian, Roy texted, and when Dick came out, he disappeared.Estimated to join up with Todd.He didn't quite know what Roy and Todd were going to do. He was going to read the information before deciding whether to tell Dick what he found.

The dead were all young women between the ages of fifteen and twenty. The cause of death was a knife stabbed in the chest. In the last corpse, the dagger on the chest was not pulled out, which became the only criminal tool found.The photo of this dagger is very clear, it is stained with blood, and all the lines are printed out, like ancient patterns, and also like an evil curse.The police analyzed the dagger and found no trace of the murderer's fingerprints, indicating that the other party was a cautious person.

Wade directly turned to the eighth page that Roy took away, and entered the information of the suspects—notorious fraudsters, serial killers, anti-government personnel, and the Winchester brothers.On the back of the eighth page is the address of the victim's family.

……

It seems that this case is not as simple as it seems.But why did the extrajudicial team and detectives get this piece of information?To find out the Winchester brothers?

Dick observed his expression: "We are going to ask some news about the family members of these victimized girls, so don't be stressed, not going to the scene of the murder."

Wade laughed dryly: "No, don't worry."

The car drove smoothly, but Wade was a little absent-minded.

"Do you like red or blue?" Dick asked suddenly.

"Huh?" He didn't respond, "Blue."

"Okay." The other party said.

They came to the first address, where the doors and windows were closed. Dick stepped forward first and rang the doorbell.There was a burst of noise from behind the door, and Wade realized that it should be the sound of the TV.They stood at the door for a while, and Dick rang the bell again, but there was no response.He touched the doorknob, his expression was fixed, and he signaled Wade to back away, and he stepped forward and kicked the door open.

The lights in the house were not turned on, only the TV in the living room was still on, the comedians were laughing on the TV, and some audience members were cheering and applauding, making the room feel more and more empty.Under the dim TV light, you can see the living room full of bottles and cans, as well as some strange stumps.

Dick cautiously did not choose to turn on the light, and Wade also clenched the pistol in his hand.

"Is anyone there?" Dick called out.Sensing the slight movement behind him, Wade immediately turned around, raised his gun, pointed it backward, and shouted, "Who is it!"

Dick stood in front of Wade calmly.

There was a faint flash of fire, and Wade realized that the other party had lit a cigarette, and lowered his head to take a puff, exhaling white smoke.

"Konstantin." The visitor said lazily, and flicked on the light in the living room, "I'm going to sue you for trespassing?"