Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

Jason: "Didn't you go to school in Bludhaven?"

Dick: "I heard that you usually manage your own small organization. If you accompany Batman to work overtime at night, what will they do?"

Blue eyes and green eyes meet.

This problem is too serious.But half a year ago, who would have considered such a thing?

Dick was a little more relaxed than Jason: "I was thinking about whether to transfer my student status back to Gotham. As for the job of vigilante..." He thought for a while, "Even if I go to Gotham to study? What do you think, Bruce?"

The adult seated at the head was expressionless.

"I'm not short of assistants," Moses said, "but Wayne Group's assistant took a long vacation two days ago. The follow-up successor has contact with S.H.I.E.L.D., so I want to recruit new people. Do your two schools require internships?" ?” Without waiting for the children to open their mouths, the parents made a final decision, “I asked Lucius to send you an interview invitation when I go to work today, and you can ask me or Afu if you have any questions.”

He put down the knife and fork, got up and went back to the changing room to pick out a suit.

Seeing that there was really no room for mediation in this matter, Dick hurriedly chased after him and asked, "What's the relationship between the Wayne Group and S.H.I.E.L.D.? Wait, Bruce, you still have to go to work today? I thought you were on vacation?"

To be honest, as a former social animal who has experienced the life of a worker, and now a capitalist black-hearted boss, Moses still feels guilty about appearing in the company at this time.

But the point is that he also wants to take this opportunity to stabilize the female agent whose real name may be 'Natasha Romanov'.Thanksgiving is a statutory holiday, and everyone has time to deal with their 'extra work', whether it's Batman or Black Widow.But today is no longer a holiday—if the Gotham vigilante had a low-grade fever the day before yesterday, and President Wayne skipped work the next day, it is hard to say what will happen to those officials who have all kinds of secrets and are not afraid of associations. repair.

[-]% don't think Wayne is Batman.

This is even scarier.

In his previous experience, he has found that human brain holes, like entropy increase, tend to be absurd.

"They're investigating the Wayne Group." Moses said while putting on his tie, looking at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror and adjusting his expression, turning his overly serious face into a frivolous but not annoying face, "When I inherited the property Coinciding with the timing of Batman's appearance, these government agencies have always been good at associations. I think they will feel that Wayne is Batman's patron, but the flow of funds on the group's books is normal. If nothing else, today will usher in the next step Probing."

After Dick leaned against the door, there were deliberately soft footsteps outside the door.Out of the corner of his eye, Moses saw a lock of Jason's unruly hair appearing on the edge of the door frame.

Dick asked, "You want to prove you're not?"

"It's a little difficult." Moses thought for a while, "Remember? Batman saved Bruce Wayne, just when..."

"The time with the Red Hood."

Jason: "..."

He took a deep breath and wrote on Nightwing's back: We need to fight after Batman is gone, whoever wins is the boss.

OK.Dick quickly gestured with one hand behind his back.There is a training room in the Batcave.

"So I'm still thinking about it, but that's not what you guys should care about. Come with me to the Wayne Group to familiarize yourself with the environment." Batman looked back at them sternly, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, "You guys Too many skipped classes, especially you, Dick. I don't want to fly overnight to Bludhaven for your parent-teacher conference for that reason."

**

"This is the report as of early November." Wayne Group President Lucius Fox is currently the only adult in Gotham who knows the identity of Batman.He and Moses walked side by side, and the two walked quickly ahead, communicating with each other in low and fast voices.Dick and Jason trotted behind and pricked up their ears.

"What's the problem?"

"No." Lucius shrugged, "Some inappropriate...you know, they won't appear on this piece of paper. However, since Stark Industries began to switch to new energy sources, the outside world is discussing the development of the Wayne Group." The number of people is gradually increasing, as if the industry related to weapons research and development suddenly stopped flowing.”

"Where is the Lex Group?"

"I heard that their chairman has been obsessed with biopharmaceuticals recently, so we are the only ones left to stand on the cusp. But except for the media, no one in Gotham cares about this. After the clown kidnapped the prosecutor the day before yesterday, today our order Double your income."

"Wait a minute." Moses frowned, "The details of the clown's crimes have been exposed?"

"You didn't read today's news?" Lucius was a little surprised, "I don't know how this news leaked out, maybe it's an internal problem with the Gotham police." He paused, and said reluctantly, "Your details Let’s read the headlines yourself, some people say that the superheroes in every city are the same as the criminals who are the chief culprits of undermining the credibility of the judiciary.

While talking, there were scattered footsteps and explanations from another intersecting corridor next to it.

Mr. President, who was able to change the subject with the boss, heaved a sigh of relief: "Speaking of which, I thought you came here today for this purpose-to help the two children behind you integrate into the group? The older one was adopted by you some time ago. The younger one Whoever ordered it, Mr. Pennyworth may have to raise his wages."

Moses was still immersed in thinking, and when he came back to his senses, his expression was blank: "What?"

"A recent event organized by Gotham Primary and Secondary School, visiting outstanding local companies to help children set long-term goals. I thought you knew, it seems that the location of the signed documents is not eye-catching enough."

The chairman of the Wayne Group coughed with embarrassment: "Very good, if the children are interested, I am very..."

"I don't want to discuss this with you, Tim!" The girl's soft but penetrating voice suddenly interrupted Moses, "You have to say those disgusting things when we are dating. news?"

"This isn't a date... No, I mean, I'm sorry, Tina," said the brunette next to her awkwardly. "Please keep your voice down, everyone is watching us."

"Please, Tim, we're good friends." The girl obediently lowered her volume, but she could still hear clearly because of the line of her voice, "You know I hate things related to those crazy people, but you sometimes So keen to be like those nerds immersed in books."

Timothy Drake?The boy's full name came to Moses' mind.He'd met the boy's father at a business banquet in Gotham, and the name Drake was well-known among the local high society.

"I thought you liked Batman?" The boy, who was about two years younger than Jason, noticed Moses' gaze and smiled politely when he turned his head, but fixed his eyes when he caught a glimpse of Dick behind Moses.

"Yeah, but I don't want to discuss today's papers. Thomas the big dumb guy who's against superheroes because his daddy Gambler got beat up by Batman for stealing money. I swear at him and swear I haven't watched the news these days..."

A group of young people walked briskly and mightily, with vigorous faces on their faces, and their voices gradually faded away.

Lucius smiled and said, "How about it, boss, there is still hope for the next generation of Gotham?"

Moses ignored his joke.

The Wayne Group is well heated in winter, so good that it gets a little hot.So when they were talking by the window just now, they propped up the transparent glass window beside them with a palm-sized opening for ventilation.At this time, the cool wind from the outside will continuously flow into the room. In addition to the smell of Gotham's dust and mist, it is also mixed with the burnt smell coming from nowhere.

The two children not far away also smelled it, and Dick wrinkled his nose and said, "Is there a fire somewhere?" One year, there was a wildfire in the eastern United States, and the dust was blown by the wind. He was impressed.

At the end of the sky, orange-red fire clouds spread all the way over the Wayne Building, like a splashed and casual impression painting.

"Something's wrong." Jason's expression sank, "Look, is that the direction of Arkham?"

They had just come out of the virtual world, and the Red Hood had carefully explored the Gotham map, and it was impossible to recognize the landmarks in it.

It turns out that it is not only the sun that dyes the sky red.

The rapid flames and thick smoke shot up into the sky, quickly attracting the attention of most people in the city. There was a commotion within the Wayne Group—they were not sure where the fire was, and many people lived in that direction.

Just for a while, Lucius' cell phone rang non-stop, full of text messages asking for leave from the company's internal personnel.

"We can't control this matter!" He grabbed Moses who was about to leave, "You should stay here and let the employees feel at ease!"

Downstairs soon came the long sound of fire and police cars.

"Mr. Fox is right." Ye Yi said, "There are dozens of minors who are here to visit. You can ensure their safety by staying here, Bruce."

"I don't understand." The flame at the end of his vision was reflected in Jason's eyes, as if it was burning fiercely inside, "Isn't this what you said before, what kind of temptation from the Homeland Security Bureau?"

"No." A thought flashed through Moses' mind, "Lucius, block the main entrance of Wayne Building and temporarily prohibit anyone from leaving. This matter has nothing to do with S.H.I.E.L.D.—"

The man restrained his expression, took out a coin from his suit pocket, and threw it through the gap in the open window.

No one questioned his actions, and several pairs of eyes watched the silver flash fall rapidly.

When it was close to the ground, a sniper bomb hit the surface of the coin with a crisp sound.Scrapped metal bounced off and thumped against the asphalt.

"It's tentative, but I'm afraid it doesn't come from any legitimate group that we know of."

The Gotham gang stood behind the Hydra, and the Hydra forces were severely injured by the accident caused by the clown, and they would definitely not let the culprit go.

On the other side, the powerful criminal group is the supporter of the clown operation.For unknown reasons, they stayed out of the matter to manipulate the situation in Gotham, and they may have a panacea in their hands that can prolong life and resurrect the dead.

In the memory, it seems that a unique scent of perfume that seems to be absent is awakened in Moses' impression, forming a beautiful and dangerous figure.

— that's not any scent known and loved by the masses.

It was the smell of fear gas on Talia al Ghul's wrist.