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

Wade looked at his hands.He didn't know that he had been in a coma for a few days, but the power was still flowing in his body, and it didn't dissipate. They merged into the blood, and excitedly reminded that everything was not an illusion.

He felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down at a rolling stone sliding down, the unfathomable cliff stared at him, and the things in the abyss were about to move, trying to awaken his other consciousness... Perhaps, that is what he should really have memory.But now Wade can't give an answer for sure, because his memory is completely confused, and he doesn't know who he is.Wade Black?Or... another name?

But that doesn't explain his experience of dying twice.If he was really who Cuarón thought he was, then his memory was contradictory.

——So there must have been some mistakes that led to this situation.

Wade originally brooded over his memory, but now, he has found a tendency to calm down and be a bystander, that is, "they will come to him"... The huge sum of money allows him to escape from the underworld , Money let him find Ye Yi, Ye Yi recruited the clown, and the clown reminded him of some pictures.It seems that there is a hand of God in the dark that is pushing his mission to gradually become clear, but a part of it is deliberately blurred, so he will no longer believe in his own memory, he does not even believe in himself, so maybe he can find out the real truth. himself, and then find out who messed up all this and beat him up.Wade was a little annoyed.

Of course, first, he had to bring back Pandora's Box, a gadget that might play a vital role.Then he'll get Lucifer, sorry, but the lord of hell's casual LA vacation must come to an end.

Wade got out of bed, wearing only a shirt and slacks, the air was very cold, and he sneezed.Putting on his shoes and standing up, Wade noticed a coat folded on the bedside table.It exudes a smell of laundry detergent and sunlight, which is also the feeling of Dick, always so confident, calm and gentle, and it is carefully stacked in a conspicuous place.

Wade found a pink post-it note on it, and he reached out to pick it up. On the small piece of paper was written a line of messy but cute English, "Come down when you've had enough sleep; P", signed "D".So Dick actually found himself faking sleep without pointing it out.

Wade touched his forehead subconsciously.

What was the meaning of that kiss before he left?

……

"You're Chris?" Dick said, walking up to Chris, the red-haired boy, and patting him on the shoulder. "Thank you."

Tim leaned close to Jason's ear and whispered, "He's already showing the air of a master."

Jason was amused: "But his height says no to him."

Dick turned to stare at them both, disapproving blue eyes. "I heard it, and it hurts."

"He's accusing us," Tim said, retreating quietly to the table. "I'm not talking. Jason said it all."

Jason didn't bother to refute, that's what he said, how about it?

"I hope you can take care of Wade," Chris said with a serious face, staring at Dick, "he's fragile, he's human."

"As you're talking, we've been kicked out of our human status, and now someone can say we're real nocturnal animals, and yes, Batman is a blood-sucking bat-spirit," Jason said, "But wait, Am I right, is this a threat?"

"I know you've got a dozen kryptonite," the Kent boy smiled at Jason, turning to look at Dick, "and you have a lot of family. But if anything happens to him, I don't care." You 'get out of my city' stuff, I'm going to save Wade and get you guys in trouble."

Damian hadn't spoken at all, he was holding his new favorite little black dog with a melancholy look on his face.Because Bruce told him that there can't be too many dogs in the family, and his original bat dog didn't like this new partner very much, so Damian wanted to send the dog away.He has always liked animals and couldn't accept it at all, but Bruce suppressed all his resistance with two words, "No", Damian is not going to have a Robin vs. Batman for the little black dog, so he just I can compromise.

Hearing what Chris said, Damian's eyebrows almost reached the hairline: "Seriously? Chris? You're going to die."

When Robin said someone was going to die, he was going to die badly.Not miserable, Robin will also drag the opponent out and ravage him again to make sure he is really miserable.

"What's your relationship?" Dick asked suddenly. "I'd like to know."

"...friend." Chris wondered, "What's wrong?"

There were many regretful sighs around him.

Dick: "What's the matter with you??"

"Then what do you think about my relationship with Wade?" Dick decided to ask.He felt that all along, the people around him had a big misunderstanding about the word friend.

"...friend." Chris was confused, "Did I say something wrong?"

Dick didn't know what to say for a moment.

"The Kent family is like this," Jason concluded. "The body of steel is strong and proud, and it is better to bend than to bend."

"I hope it's not at right angles." Damian shuddered, brushed the dog's fur, and subconsciously tightened it. His little black dog barked in protest, "Otherwise I will fire Jonathan Kent." .”

"Hey! Damian—" Joe couldn't help retorting, "You're too much! I often see you hanging upside down from a tree branch to read the entertainment page of the "Daily Planet" when you are on the night watch. You were not fired for being irresponsible."

Jason once again played his unparalleled eloquence: "First, our little Joe did not deny the sentence of straight angles, Damian, you are in danger. Second, look what big news I found, It turns out that our Robin is still the entertainment page of "Daily Planet", no, he should be a loyal fan of "Romantic History of Love and Hate of the Super Rich."

"Oh, you reminded me to find Connor of the Kent family," Tim said, lying on the table, "and ask, what happened to his family's newspapers?"

"Why don't we talk about Sicily?" Before Damian's bewilderment broke out, Dick pulled Jason over and dragged him forward, "Come on, isn't that why you called me?"

Jason didn't want to move at first, but Dick's hand was unbelievably strong. He was pulled out of the door by the latter and closed the door, blocking the sight of everyone following from the living room.

"What the hell is this about?" Dick asked, "Although I feel like, clowns or something, it's... directed at you. But actually, last night, I, uh, thought about it, and it feels like... Wade There are relationships."

"Huh? From what standpoint are you asking?" Jason asked knowingly, "Are you a friend?"

"If you make fun of me again, I'll... I'll confess later," Dick said frustrated, "to be honest, it was the worst conversation I've ever had."

"Because the hot and magical boy friendship is a foregone conclusion?" Jason asked, his shoulders shaking, "Brotherhood is deep..."

"Please, be serious." Dick tapped Jason on the shoulder.The latter shrugged, and took a long time out of his pocket, but failed to take out what he wanted.

"Are you looking for this?" Dick held up the cigarette case in his hand. "You can't smoke. It's a bad habit."

"Can you stop using what Batman teaches for petty theft? Cigarettes are just something to help me think," Jason said. "Besides, I don't really want to light it."

Dick, the oldest kid in the family, gave him a too-bright smile, and pocketed the cigarette case as Jason watched.

"Don't even think about taking it back," he said.

"Keep it as a family heirloom." Jason scolded him.

"So, Sicily?" Dick wasn't irritated by him. Instead, he winked at him. "What is it about? Not just pearls. It seems to me that what the Amazons are looking for is an artifact, So it's given a lot of possibilities. But at the same time, I got the outlaw group—"

Jason was speechless: "Please, you know that what you got is the information of the extrajudicial group, so keep a low profile."

Dick ignored his words: "—the information of the extrajudicial group, about the resurrection of the dead, pearls, and... Pandora's box. Pandora is a 'gift from the gods' in Greek mythology, but it brought bad luck to the world. All the disasters released by the box she opened can be found in the human world, and the least common thing that is tightly controlled by humans is the "plague". The bugs of the blood race are the carriers of viruses, which infect ordinary people and even corpses. In other words , this is an atypical plague, it sounds like a Pandora's box. So ultimately the key is, where is Pandora? Where is the box? And what is the connection with the pearl?"

"Don't you have the answer yourself?"

"How did villains like the clown gain the power of Pandora?...Maybe, the clown has another hand behind it?" Dick was completely lost in his own thinking, and he kept asking questions, "But the clown It doesn't look like the type that can be controlled. The pearl briefly appeared in Gotham and Bluehaven, and who did it fall into? And these two places are the passing places of Lazarus Spring, could it be... Is it necessary to combine spring water and pearls to create this monster?"

"Hello, it's time for Dick Grayson's talk show "Little Jason Takes You Into a World of [-] Whys". Ahem, thank you for your applause. First of all, let's invite our contestants to introduce themselves," Jason said. Curling into a fist, pretending to have a microphone, he put it next to Dick's mouth, "...Oh, okay, because our players didn't cooperate, the live broadcast was interrupted, please send any complaint letters to Bruhaven."

The reason he said that was because Dick opened his hand.

"Seriously!" Dick shot him a look. "I want to know the answer."

"Then you need to go to Sicily by yourself," Jason spread his hands, "I don't know more than you." Under Dick's suspicious eyes, he added, "I'm telling the truth, more straightforward than Chris Kent's." To an extent."

Dick: "...you have to swear on this?"

Jason laughed to death: "No, I will write it down in my diary and turn it out every night to have a look. This will be my source of happiness."

"I'm really going to confess later," Dick muttered. "I'm going to Sicily to find out what this is all about and how it has anything to do with Wade."

"I have a question," Jason held up a hand, "Look at me and ask."

"Please." Dick said helplessly.

"You don't suspect him?" he asked, "or do you have other plans?"

Dick smiled, finally understanding why Jason had to digress with a long string of one-liners.Jason was a bad, awkward guy who didn't want to express his feelings, and whether he wanted to admit it or not, that was the truth, and Dick could see it clearly.The real reason behind all the jokes was that he was worried about Wade.He worried that what he said would give Dick a bad feeling about Wade, so he let Dick figure it out for himself.But now, his awkward and hidden concern emerged from the words just now.Jason himself may have noticed this too, so he lowered his eyes a little depressed.

"All I can say is, I'll tell him Nightwing's name is Dick Grayson." He gave Jason a hand. "Come home, it's cold outside."

When they returned to the living room, Damian was still saying goodbye to his little black dog, while the two Kryptonians had fallen asleep on the couch, waiting for Superman Clark Kent to pick them up.Tim is nowhere to be found, and his computer is still lit on the living room table.Dick looked around, Wade was not there, maybe he hadn't gone downstairs yet.

"Go to sleep, you haven't closed your eyes for a long time." Dick pushed Jason.

The latter wondered: "Where am I going to sleep? There is no place on the sofa."

Dick shook his head at him. "Your room. Nothing's changed, Jason."

Jason was silent for a moment.

"I feel ashamed."

"No, no." Dick replied, "Afu cleans every day. You know, no matter who's room, he will clean it. It's my room-I haven't been back for a long time. When I entered the room I also found that the things inside were neatly stacked, as if there were still people living there.”

— No matter where they are, Wayne Manor has a room for them.

And waiting for a day when they knocked on the door of the manor, it was like goodbye, everything was as it was.

"That was a disaster," Jason said suddenly, "Your room is so messy that Ah Fu will lose his hair because of it. And I know that every time you call back, you are thinking of all kinds of ways to get Ah Fu Foo tricked me into your little apartment."

Dick replied: "Go to sleep, or you won't have time to say hello to your pillows, sheets, quilts, books. Same old, right? 'Oh, my faithful pillow', 'Oh, my sweet sheets '..."

Before Jason could react and beat him violently, Dick jumped over Jason in two or three steps, put his hand on the handrail of the stairs, effortlessly, and landed lightly between the two stairs with a fancy backflip, like a hopping bird He stretched out his arms and cleared his throat, "Thank you, this is Dick Grayson's live broadcast time, this contestant will bring you a wonderful performance of "How to Fall in Love-Starting from a Confession", first of all, introduce yourself, before you It is the champion of love, the world champion of friends who become lovers, next, let me show you how to confess correctly, wow, I heard the applause."

"..." Damian in the living room glanced at Dick dully, "Dog, bite him."

Bruce finally appeared in the living room, and beside him stood the bespectacled, blank-faced Kryptonian patriarch Clark Kent.

Bruce: "..."

Bruce: "Dick."

Jason said to himself: "Do you think the old guy is swearing or calling his name?"

The named love champion Dick Grayson feigned a cough, ran down the stairs to his room, and quickly slipped away.