[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

Joey lived in Joshua's house for about four or five days, and Uncle Wolf came to pick him up. The house that was originally lively because of Joey suddenly became a little empty.

At the beginning, Tony only wanted to make his brother live comfortably and spaciously, but he forgot that a house that is too big can also make people feel lonely.

Joshua sat in the living room with a glass of water, turned on the TV, and the TV immediately played SpongeBob SquarePants, which Joey loved to watch these two days. The little yellow sponge catches jellyfish and blows bubbles every day except for work. It seems that every day is the same, but SpongeBob SquarePants always live a happy life.

So can I, Joshua thought.

So he turned off the TV and decided to go for a walk.

Today is a day off, and most of the people in the metropolis are out shopping. Joshua looked at the bustling shops but had no desire to go in. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to go to the library of the metropolis for a while. .

Quiet reading is very suitable for killing people's extra time.

Now the summer in the metropolis is coming to an end, and the scorching sun that seemed to be able to burn people has become much gentler. The golden sun shines on Joshua's shoulders, making him feel a little warm.

This is a wonderful moment for reading a book and enjoying afternoon tea in the afternoon.

Originally, Joshua thought so——

The streets in the center of the metropolis are bustling and noisy. Joshua is sitting at the open-air table of a milk tea shop on the street, while a boy with black hair and blue eyes is sitting on the other side.

"Why are you in the Met?" Joshua said to the dark-haired boy across the table.

The boy—that is, Dick, was pouting and turning the straw with his hands to try to eat the pearls in the cup of milk tea. When he heard what Joshua asked him, he raised his head and gave Joshua a coquettish smile.

"I ran away from home."

This was spoken fluently and naturally. If Joshua could not understand English, he would have thought that Dick was understating something serious.

"So, Dr. Joshua, can you take me in?"

Running away from home is a sensitive subject.

Joshua's originally relaxed expression also became much more serious.

"Well... did something happen?" Joshua asked, "If you don't mind, can you tell me?"

The electronic screen on the metropolitan shopping mall building broadcast the news that the Riddler who escaped from Arkham prison in Gotham last night was once again captured by Batman and Robin and taken into the Arkham Asylum. Fortunately, no major casualties were caused. .

Of course Dick didn't mind. He bit the mouth of the straw with an angry expression on his face, but the movement on his face was too big, which involved the wound at the corner of his mouth, which made him bark his teeth.

"I—" he dragged out the tone, and then ended the sentence extremely quickly.

"I had an argument with Bruce."

Here's the thing.

Batman's little Dicky Bird, who will be famous in the future and will be the patron saint of Bludhaven, Mr. Dick Grayson, had a big fight with his dear adoptive father and idol Batman he admired last night.

And the cause of the incident was still on night watch with Batman.

The night watch in Gotham with Batman should have been something worth celebrating. Dick, who had spent a long time with Bruce before successfully becoming Robin, would have been very happy, but it wasn't until he participated in the night watch that Dick found himself The imagined night watch scene is completely different from the real situation.

How big is the gap?

Probably the boys downloaded the seven men and one woman.avi of several Gs excitedly, but it turned out to be the gap between Snow White and the seven dwarfs.

The strong and dictatorial Mr. Batman doesn't let his little assistants participate in his actions to sanction crimes, but just let Robin watch the alleys in Gotham at night to see if there are gangsters with knives ready to rob at any time.

"If someone is robbing, you knock them out." Batman stood on top of a tall building, Gotham's thick clouds covered the pale moonlight, and Dick could only see the silhouette of Batman.

"Five hours later, meet here."

After speaking, Batman handed Robin's two short sticks to him.

"I think there are other things I can do." Dick took his short stick and argued. He didn't think his only use was to stun those punks with dirty hands and feet.

"No, you only need to do these things." Batman only said this in a hoarse smokey voice, and then flew away to another place with his cape.

Dick, who was left behind, hadn't spoken yet, and Batman had disappeared into the tall buildings lined up.

So Robin stomped his feet resentfully, and obediently went to look at those little gangsters who dared to show their ferocious faces at night.

Of course, it can't be said that beating up those smug little bastards is boring, even if what Dick really wants to do in his heart is to do something memorable like Batman, but a hero doesn't want to do big things from the beginning.

"I can accumulate little by little and impress Batman!"

Dick comforted himself in this way, and then used his short stick to knock out the bastard who wanted to rape a woman. By the way, he used the bastard's mobile phone to call the police station in Gotham.

"Are you a new little hero?" The embarrassed female office worker looked gratefully at Dick who was still jumping on the back of the fainted villain and asked, "What kind of hero are you?"

Dick proudly straightened out his small chest. He tried hard to look as calm and majestic as Batman showed everyone in Gotham, but his age and size restricted him, making him feel funny and cute.

"I'm Robin." Dick suppressed his voice, imitating the deep voice of his adoptive father, but no matter how much he pretended, Dick's own youth and cheerfulness still couldn't hide it: "I'm Batman's new assistant! "

The female white-collar worker who was still in shock was amused by this Robin who turned out to be out of nowhere. Seeing Robin in a red and green uniform, she smiled: "Thank you, Robin."

"You are a fine hero."

To Dick, this sentence was more than any compliment, and he felt a sense of affirmation from the bottom of his heart.

Even sweeter than Alfred's biscuits.

It's just that the siren of the police car is getting closer, and Dick has to go.

The young and lively Robin injected a little freshness into Gotham, a lifeless city of crime. Within two days, the streets and alleys of Gotham were talking about this young and cheerful little Robin bird.

It's just that in front of the name of the hero Robin, the prefix of Batman is still added.

Originally, Dick was very happy. Which little boy has not dreamed of being a hero?When he was in Gotham Junior High, he pretended to be nonchalant and listened to his classmates talking about the new Robin. Although there was no emotion on his face, his heart was already spinning happily.

Until there were always a few arrogant young men speaking in the class.

"What's so great about Robin, he's just Batman's follower!"

"If he's really that powerful, he won't just deal with a few useless bastards."

"That's right, that's why Batman didn't let him go with him to catch those villains like the Scarecrow Clown!"

They spoke with confidence, as if they could no longer understand Robin, and even turned their heads to ask Dick who was sitting in his seat.

"Am I right, Dick?"

Dick didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the book on his desk.

But even though he didn't say it, he was very sad in his heart. Little Dick, who was happy somersaulting, shrank in the corner and buried his face in his knees.

A few days later, although Dick didn't say anything, but as keen as Batman, he still noticed that his adopted son had been absent-minded for the past two days.

"What happened?" Bruce asked, sitting on the couch, "You don't look right."

Dick looked at Bruce, his throat moved, and finally he just said, "Nothing."

After speaking, Dick smiled again and ran to the kitchen to eat Ah Fu's newly baked cookies.

Mr. Wayne, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading the newspaper, stared at Dick's back. The old butler behind him wiped his glasses with steps and said, "Master, as a father, you should always care about Master Dick."

Mr. Wayne shook the newspaper in his hand, but said nothing.

Until the night patrol started at night, Batman still asked Dick to carefully check the hidden villains in the alleys of Gotham as usual, but this time before he finished speaking, Robin jumped off the roof before him.

"It seems that, master, your majesty as a father has been greatly reduced." Ah Fu in the earphone joked.

Batman didn't say anything, just looked back at Dick's back gradually disappearing into the night and was silent for a long time, then went about his own thing again.

The Riddler who escaped Arkham has been caught by Batman in his pigtails, and tonight is a rare opportunity, and Batman will not let it slip away.

But Batman also made mistakes. No one knew what agreement the Joker and the Riddler reached in Arkham, which actually put Batman into a rare predicament.

And at this moment, Dick, who should have been doing what he should have done a few days ago, appeared. The unexpected attack caused Riddler to miss for a while, and Batman seized the opportunity to subdue this high-intelligence criminal.

In the end, the Riddler was sent back to Arkham by Batman, but Batman's face was a little gloomy along the way, but Dick was very excited. He felt that he had successfully proved his worth. All the way through the hole, he chattered excitedly about this.

He expected praise from his father, from someone he admired, but Bruce replaced his battered armor and said only to Dick, "You shouldn't be there, Dick!"

Dick didn't understand, he was sad and angry, had a big fight with Bruce and ran out of Wayne's villa, stopped and stopped along the way, and finally got on the car leading to the metropolis.

He originally wanted to find another object of his admiration, Superman, but Superman couldn't find it, but ran into Joshua who was about to go to the library.

Of course, these things cannot be discussed in detail with Joshua.

Dick stuffed a sandwich into his mouth resentfully. He ran out too early, hadn't eaten yet, and now his stomach was growling. Joshua ordered a sandwich and steak for him.

"Did he hit you?" Joshua looked at the bruise at the corner of Dick's mouth, and couldn't help frowning.

This is not true, although Bruce as Batman is always fierce, like everyone owes him 100 million, but Bruce will never hit a child.

Dick shook his head and said, "I accidentally bruised it."

It's a long story, when Dick unexpectedly appeared to fight the Riddler with Bruce, he accidentally fell, and the stick in his hand hit the corner of his mouth.It is a bit embarrassing to say this, this is not a hero's injury.

Joshua observed Dick's expression carefully, and found that he was not lying, so he was relieved.

Seeing Dick eat the sandwich and steak like a storm, Joshua thought for a while and said, "I think your father will worry about you."

Dick, who was chewing the last bite of his sandwich, let out a cold snort: "He won't."

Thinking about Bruce's stern eyes, Dick felt a little guilty, but he quickly showed a stubborn look and said, "He always won't let me do this, and he won't let me do that, obviously I can help him!"

"He still thinks I'm just a kid!"

Joshua's eyebrows twitched. He looked at the childish Dick and thought to himself, "You are still a child."

Although Joshua didn't say it.

Dick was so angry that he probably couldn't listen to anything now, so Joshua just ordered another cup of iced milk tea for Dick.

And Clark, who received the news of his good brother, hurried to find Batman's adopted son, and what he saw was a scene of two people, one big and one small, sitting together drinking milk tea.

Clark found it amusing, and somewhat unexpected.

"Dick, you're here."

Clark stepped forward, reached out and patted Dick on the shoulder.

Dick looked back and saw the familiar face of Superman.

Joshua looked at Clark and Dick who appeared here with some surprise, and asked, "Clark? Do you know him?"

Clark nodded, with a gentle and honest smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "I once interviewed Mr. Wayne, and he is also considered a friend."

"So Mr. Wayne asked me to find his adopted son who ran away from home."

Seeing the staring eyes of the idol he admired, Dick, he had long forgotten the reason why he ran to the metropolis, and stared at Clark's face with holes.

"Yes... yes." Dick stammered: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Kent."

Hearing Clark's words, Joshua felt much more at ease. He didn't know where the business card that Bruce Wayne gave him had been stuffed into a small corner. Now that Clark and Bruce Wayne are very familiar, it would be easier for Clark to keep Take this rebellious lad home.

"That's great."

Joshua breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Clark and found a fallen leaf on Clark's shoulder, so Joshua stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help Clark brush it away.

"A leaf fell on your shoulder," said Joshua.

Clark's body was stiff. Just now Joshua leaned very close to him, so close that Clark could hold him in his arms. Clark thought Joshua had discovered something.

The result is just a fallen leaf.

He was a little disappointed, but also a little happy.

Dick on the side looked with his chin propped up, the corners of his mouth curled up in a sly arc.

When Bruce Wayne, the little prince of Gotham, came to catch his disobedient adopted son, he found that his adopted son was sitting opposite Clark and looked at Clark with admiration.

Dick: "Superman, Superman, can you really fly into the sun?"

Clark: "Of course."

Dick: "Superman Superman, how cold is your cryobreath?"

Clark: "It's okay to freeze you into a block of ice."

Dick: "Superman Superman, what's the heaviest thing you can lift?"

Clark: "I think, one day I might even lift the Earth."

…………

Dick looked at Clark almost like he was shining.

Clark thought, this kid is not like his adoptive father at all. Bruce is always taciturn in the watchtower, but he never talks nonsense, but Dick can't stop talking, and his mind is always full of questions.

Bruce, who still appeared, interrupted the question and answer that had gone on for a long time.

"Dick."

Bruce's eyes were heavy, and there was a little helplessness hidden in the deep blue eyes.

"You should go home."

Dick was still a little reluctant. When he sat in the back seat of the car, he lay by the window and watched Clark talking to Bruce.

"Super...Mr. Kent." Dick called out to Clark, and Clark looked at him with an approachable smile on his lips.

"Is there a problem?" Clark was always patient with children.

Dick whispered, "Don't you like Dr. Joshua?"

Clark didn't expect this question, and his expression was a little strange for a moment.

who is dickAlthough he is still young, he has fascinated a lot of girls from Gotham junior high school.

"I can see it." Dick pointed to his eyes and said to Clark, "Dr. Joshua is very popular, you have to work hard."

Clark just laughed and said, "You're too young."

Dick was not happy to hear this. Although he was young, he was very mature!

"Hei—although you are my idol, don't underestimate me." Dick protested.

Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?Dick rolled his eyes, and still gave advice to his idol: "If you want to be with Dr. Joshua, you have to take the initiative!"

"For example, watching a movie, having a candlelight dinner or something..."

Before Dick finished speaking, Bruce had already pulled up Dick's car window, blocking Dick's chatter.

"I'm leaving." Bruce said, looking at Clark outside the car.

Clark waved to Bruce.

"Goodbye."

The car started slowly, and Bruce, who was originally silent, suddenly said, "Thank you."

The words were brief, in Batman's usual style.

"You can also consider Dick's words."

Clark froze for a moment, wondering what Dick had said.

Seems like watching a movie and candlelight dinner?

In the expensive sports car, Dick sat on the back seat with his arms crossed, not wanting to talk, his face was full of anger.

"Dick." Bruce called his name, and Dick didn't respond.

He's still angry, but he doesn't seem so angry when he sees Bruce come to him, but Dick doesn't think it's okay if it goes away so quickly.

I can't let Bruce rule over me!

Bruce called Dick's name again: "Dick."

Dick looked out the car window, and then heard Bruce's next words: "You did a good job last night."

Dick turned his head sharply, while Mr. Wayne looked at the road ahead with a calm expression, as if what he had just heard was an auditory hallucination.

"Bruce?"

Bruce sighed: "You showed up just in time last night."

"You saved me, Dick."

"You are a very good Robin."

"I shouldn't be angry with you."

Dick let out a long sigh of relief. He thought he was dreaming, so he quietly pinched the flesh on his arm with his hands.

It hurts, which means it's not a dream.

"Okay." Dick suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, trying to put on a calm look of indifference: "I accept your apology."

"After all, I was wrong too."

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