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

Ye Yi looked at the profile of the person next to him and hesitated for a while, then said, "Actually, I think it's good to have an assistant sometimes?"

Batman opened his mouth.

"You must say you prefer to go it alone."

Moses glanced at him subtly: "Indeed, most of the time I..."

"But it's also a novel experience to do the night watch with someone once in a while, isn't it?"

"Like Catwoman?" Moses misinterpreted him. "She's cute when she's not busy stealing."

"...Wait, wait a minute, who is that?!" Human beings are always prone to lose their composure when they experience emergencies one after another. Too good to be corrected by the elders—so how old is she this year? Is she ten years old? Are you going to train her from a young age?"

"..."

"Oh, catwoman, oh, I remembered." Ye Yi, whose thoughts turned to a strange place, suddenly reacted, showing an embarrassed but polite smile, and temporarily stopped, "Sorry, we were talking about children just now, I thought You... forget it's nothing, forget what I just said, sorry."

Batman didn't change his face: "That's nothing, but I hope you can control it and don't hit my car glass with your head."

Ye Yi froze for a moment, changing from grabbing the door with his head to tapping the ground with his toes.

"Listen to me, Nightwing." Moses said after a while, "I'm not rejecting you, it's just that you now..."

"Master, I'm sorry to interrupt your warm father-son conversation." Alfred's cadenced voice sounded in the car, "But I found two key incidents on your watch list, respectively on Seventh Avenue and the East Side Eleven o'clock north."

"Two accidents, in opposite directions." When it came to business, Ye Yi sat up straight from shame to dying, "I think you need an assistant now."

Batman looked at him, and handed over a headset for a long time: "You go to Seventh Avenue, don't be impulsive when you encounter enemies, observe their purpose first, and then act together after I solve the troubles in the East District, do you hear me?"

The young man saluted him: "It's really not my first day as a vigilante, Dad." He opened the door and jumped out neatly.

Moses looked at his back and couldn't help touching his chin.How did this inexplicable paternal love come about?Is he still young?Surely it's not yet thirty, is it?

"Master?" said the housekeeper, "I think his address is really good, I want to check whether the adoption agency will be open tomorrow."

Of course he was joking.At least that's what Moses thought.

Ye Yi really became the liveliest one in this normally quiet channel: "Boss, are you there? What the old gentleman said just now..."

"You may call me Penny One, Mr. Little."

"Okay, no problem, is this title taken now?"

Batman's forever-freezing voice cuts into their grandparents' conversation: "Nightwing, get to the point."

"Okay." Ye Yi replied, "I just want to know what you've been focusing on recently? Doesn't this seem to be the route to Arkham?"

"I suspect that the dean of Arkham, Quincy Sharp, is planning a conspiracy." Batman replied, and there was a whistling wind from his side, "He secretly contacted many high-level domestic political circles, intending to build a city within a city. , Lock all the criminals inside, and use this method to win votes for the position of mayor of Gotham City. But the movement of the capital chain behind it is a bit illogical. Last month, a large sum of dollars was remitted to a certain city in New Mexico After that, the movements of the gangsters were also very strange, I had to figure out their real purpose, maybe this could explain to me who provided the titan reagent that the clown brought out last time.”

"It's beyond my expectations. But it's also Batman's way of doing things." Nightwing was almost at his destination, and he whispered, "If a friend of mine can do homework half as fast as Batman can gather intelligence, Our teachers would be ecstatic to pop the champagne."

Batman: "Are you serious?"

Alfred: "Thank you, Nightwing. By the way, Batman has a great collection of alcohol, although he never drinks it."

"Shh." Moses sternly suppressed their untimely laughter.

"I'm here," Nightwing said, "but nothing has happened yet."

He squinted his eyes and lay on a row of containers lined up in the warehouse, looking at the surrounding environment by the moonlight.No matter how you look at it, there is only one breathing creature within a hundred meters.

"Stay there and don't move, don't reveal your position." Batman said unhurriedly, the background sound was a series of ominous gunshots.

Ye Yi wanted to ask him if he needed help.But now there is half a city between the two of them, it is really inconvenient to talk to distract each other.

After a long 15 minutes, the gunfire died away.

Alfred said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Batman's voice remained steady.

Ye Yi breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he had been paying attention to the battle on the other side with bated breath, not paying attention to what was happening around him at all.

He poked out half of his head quietly to see if there was anyone nearby, and he caught a glimpse of a slender young man with a red bucket on his head to block his face, lying not far away from him.Because of the viewing angle, the other party hadn't spotted Ye Yi yet, and was looking down tensely. He was holding a MAC10 submachine gun in his arms. Considering that this was Gotham, it was probably a real guy.

Two groups of people in the middle of the warehouse below are secretly trading. The trading partners are packed in woven bags and occasionally move.Surrounded by a large group of heavily armed security teams.

The moment he counted the number of people, Dick Grayson's heart suddenly sank.

**

Batman's side is another story.

Apparently he has made a name for himself in Gotham in the last month. When the bat-shaped shadow hit the wall, most of the criminals started to panic, yelling and shooting indiscriminately, giving Moses the possibility to attack them one by one. .

When he pointed the Batarang at the last remaining sane man, he quickly raised his hands and shouted, "Hey wait a minute! I'm not with them!"

Moses paused the movement of his hands: "Who are you?"

"...I think our purpose is the same. Are you here to investigate them?"

"Who are you?" Batman said slowly, and took two steps forward.

"My name is Bruce Banner, and I'm a physicist! Please stop and stay away, or I'm not sure what's going to happen!" The man who looked like a researcher still raised his arms said nervously, "Sorry, I'm not threatening you, Batman. The Gotham papers have mentioned your name, and many Gotham people have talked about you, and I know you're a nice guy, but I can't quite hold my temper..."

Seeing that Batman stood still, he breathed a sigh of relief: "The thing is, I heard that someone in New Mexico is conducting illegal human experiments in the name of sheltering mutants, trying to develop a kind that can turn people into mutants. The monster's potion, this may have something to do with me. So I spent a few weeks rushing back from India and tracked it to Gotham with the help of friends. I think your goal is to find them too?"

Gotham's dark knight looked at him: "Why do you think this matter has something to do with you?"

Dr. Banner was reluctant to speak at first.

They stood in a stalemate for about half a minute, and finally, under the unwavering gaze, the doctor raised his hand to cover half of his face, and said painfully: "I'm afraid they got inspiration from me."

Batman wanted to say something, but at this moment Nightwing's voice changed from the headset: "Batman!! Emergency! I need backup here!"