The end game [Zhongyingmei]

If it is said that a Batman who explodes into a rage can make anyone tremble with fear, then a Batman who suddenly falls silent after getting angry makes people dare not even shake to attract his attention.

Like the slowly solidified magma after a volcanic eruption; even if the color cools down, the danger in it will not dissipate so quickly; everyone knows that the poisonous gas is the most deadly.

—————— Tim, as the first victim, felt a heart attack.

He stood up numbly, and looked in the direction of Sisley and the man who called himself "Earl Gray".

Most of the five-star hotels have open kitchen settings. Sisley, who jumped over there to help, was stuffed into the child seat by Earl Gray in a very skillful way, and she was happily shaking her legs .

When he lowered his head, a strand of silver-gray long hair slid down to the man's forehead, covering the tired fine lines at the end of his eyes. Earl Gray raised his hand indifferently, and roughly brushed the strand of hair back behind his head.

Tim could see clearly, a modest ring on his surprisingly thin ring finger.

Earl Gray seemed to feel his gaze, and now he raised his head, and those tender green eyes met Tim for the first time.

After a while, Earl Grey raised the corner of his mouth slightly at Tim, and that not-so-warm smile instantly softened the vicissitudes of frost and snow between his eyebrows and eyes, revealing an unbelievably charming feeling inside.

"sorry to keep you waiting."

Almost as soon as Tim looked away hastily, Earl Gray walked back to the living room with Sisley who looked like a tail behind.

He easily held a silver plate in his hand, while Sisley, the little tail, held a small porcelain cup——that was obviously her portion.

Lord Gray put the silver tray on the coffee table.

"Please help yourself."

He smiled and said that the old tiredness flooded his brows again, turning everything Tim saw into a gloomy dark blue, but the man still forced himself to introduce the things in the small silver pot.

"Here is French coffee and here is tea," said Earl Gray. "Here is the cube of sugar and milk, and I have some lemons if you want them."

"Ah, thank you."

Tim said.

He watched Lord Gray get back to his feet, running his fingers through the flat pockets of his shirt.Red Robin guessed he was going to smoke, but finally refrained from it for some reason.

"You're sitting here, do you hear me?"

Tim bowed his head to pour himself tea, hearing Earl Grey's soft voice.

That was not to him, but to Sisley.

Sisley pouted, tiptoed to give him a hug, and was torn off by Earl Grey, who smiled helplessly, and sat directly next to Tim.

Red Robin suddenly felt a fragrant heat source rubbing against him. This distance has obviously exceeded the safe distance between people, but Sisley herself didn't have any special reaction. Tim froze for a while, and then slowly Slow down and relax.

While drinking tea, he watched Earl Gray's tall figure disappear into the corner of the corridor—according to Tim's understanding of the hotel's structure, Earl Gray probably went to the terrace.

Sisley still seems to be playing games, the girl's mobile phone is held in her hands, and she keeps making bird screams or pig humming, and after an explosion, she will happily kick her legs twice, It seems completely captivated by the charm of video games.

Even knowing that she might not listen, Tim told her his excuses.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

He said while listening to the movement on the headset.

As expected, Sisley just said "hmmmm" indiscriminately.

When Tim tiptoed over to Lord Gray, the latter didn't look back.

The glass door to the terrace was wide open, and the gusty wind blew up Earl Gray's shirt, revealing his thin back; his back looked lonelier than before at this moment, as if it was about to be reduced to fragile and brittle ashes .

A smell of burning cigarettes wafted to Tim on the wind.

"Well."

Earl Gray didn't look back, but just asked in a low voice, his voice was particularly hoarse, "Is there anything I can do for you? There is second-hand smoke here."

Tim walked up to him, and together he looked down over Gotham in winter, the rare golden light of the morning sun now gone, and low gray clouds over the streets.

————— The city is heralding a flood.

Unable to hear Tim's answer, Lord Gray turned around.

The smoke drifted from his thin and bloodless lips, and the sparks of the smoke ignited the light around his face, which was orange, dim, and far away.

"Uh………"

In his eyes, Tim suddenly became short of words. While pinching his fingers and trying to think of words, he decided to use his life to heal this suffocating 30 seconds.

No one else, Bruce Wayne, Batman of Gotham City, just said to him in the headset in a peaceful tone of "I'm going to buy a Rolex watch today".

"I'm going to pay a visit to this Earl Grey."

The more he thought about this inexplicable incident, the more Tim felt an indescribable despair.

It sounds at least acceptable for the elder brother to send the younger sister over and drop by as a guest. After all, there is a reason for "escorting the younger sister".

But my father took the initiative to come here without receiving an invitation... It is one of the most difficult requests in the social field. It is quite contrary to some important principles, and it can even be called extremely rude. Whoever says it is embarrassing, whoever It's rude to mention someone.

In the headset, Batman calmly waited for his words.

In front of him, the elderly Earl Gray held a cigarette in his finger, waiting suspiciously but patiently for his opening.

Tim's heart inevitably gave birth to a premature desolation, "..."

He's a teenager and he's tired.

"It is so, sir."

Red Robin pinched his palms quietly, trying to persuade Earl Gray that it was a trivial matter with facial expressions and body movements, "Our father also wants to come to visit after hearing about this incident, and he will arrive in about five minutes."

"........."

Earl Gray was visibly taken aback.

He didn't speak, but put the cigarette to his lips again, and took a deep breath.Silence is like a curtain pouring down, hanging on his still handsome facial features.

Tim sensed a rejection in it——

"Okay."

Red Robin: "?"

The older man smiled, but there was not much smile in his eyes.

Through the smoke, Tim vaguely felt that this was a quiet wry smile.

"I also wanted to meet and communicate with that gentleman a long time ago, thank you." Unexpectedly, Earl Gray said, "I hope you will not think that my request is too abrupt."

"........."

In this situation, nothing seems right.Tim despaired and thought calmly.

A few seconds later, he reluctantly made an excuse, "No, I was rude. Sisley was pestering me to play online games with her before, so I will excuse myself first."

Lord Gray looked at him and nodded silently.

The cigarette almost reached his finger, and sparks flickered nearby, but he remained indifferent. After a while, he threw the cigarette back into the ashtray, and exhaled gray smoke from his lips and teeth.

"Please forgive me." The older man's voice was soft, but for some reason, he sounded a little heartbroken, "I still need to stay in the cold wind for a while, what Sisley hates the most is the smell of cigarettes."

Tim froze and looked at his clothes.

As if seeing through what he was thinking, Earl Gray laughed heartily, showing his white and cold teeth for the first time.

"No, don't worry." He smiled and even coughed, explaining while coughing, "Smokers smell different from non-smokers, you can just go back."

Obviously they all smell the same.

thought Tim.

Maybe it's different with Sisley?

But he still nodded without saying a word, exited the terrace the way he came, walked through the corridor, and returned to Sisley in the living room.

He just sat down and was thinking about how to tell Sisley that Bruce was probably on his way, and Earl Gray had already returned to the living room without a sound.

"You smoke, Uncle."

Sisley, who was addicted to playing games, said without raising her head.

"Ah."

Lord Gray answered in a low voice.

"Sisley?"

Tim shouted, then said kindly to the older man, "Please allow me to borrow her for a while."

Sisley:?

The black-haired, blue-eyed girl raised her head when he called her name, like a well-behaved cat who has heard the call. Tim even saw her half-playing the game, and she closed it like that, and missed it. had the best time.

Earl Gray nodded to him with a smile, and at the same time stepped out of the way to the corridor.

Maomao jumped off the sofa and followed Tim obediently.

After coming to another room, Tim stopped and said to Sisley.

"Father is coming."

Tim felt suffocated again as he said those words.

In just a few words, the image of a control freak father was outlined. Even the son came to monitor him in the name of "protection" and still felt that it was not enough, so he decided to play himself.

"Okay."

Sisley blinked and answered.

"........."

Red Robin fell into tactical silence for a conversation that didn't even need to start.

"What's the matter, brother?" Sisley touched his face worriedly, and couldn't help pinching it after touching it, "Did you catch a cold? Why is your face so cold?"

"fine."

Tim's face was messed up by the warm cat's paw, and he finally woke up.He grabbed the two disturbing hands and suppressed them forcefully, "The only thing I want to say is—"

———— Ding Dong!

Tim and Sisley looked towards the door at the same time, and they leaned up and down on the corner of the wall, poking their heads out quietly.

Earl Gray had already walked over and opened the door.

The icy wind poured into the warm room, and an overly strong airflow even touched the tip of Sisley's nose.

"Please come in."

Both Tim and Sisley heard Lord Gray say.

"Thank you."

Another familiar voice, mellow and deep like fine wine, passed into their ears together.

As Bruce Wayne stepped into the living room, he looked at the two familiar little heads in the corner for a second.

Batman: "...?"

He was silent for a moment, then looked away.

Tim knew his stupidity had been discovered when he met Batman's eyes.

He took a breath like a toothache, pulled up the cheap little sister who was still secretly observing with interest, and held her slender wrist.

Sisley didn't feel ashamed of being discovered. When Tim held her, she obediently followed her back to the living room, ready to sit down in the same position as before and hold her small teacup.

"Sisley."

Bruce said in a low voice.

"Sweetheart, go downstairs and buy a glass of juice in the lobby."

"Eh?"

Sisley blinked, "But I—"

"Go, baby. Buy anything."

Earl Gray also spoke, his eyes were soft and calm, with the power to make people involuntarily obey.

Being pinched by such obvious and clumsy tactics from both sides, Sisley didn't get angry, but was stunned for a while.

She stood up with a good temper, took Bruce's wallet, put on her coat, and walked towards the door.

"Goodbye uncle, goodbye dad."

The door slammed and was shut from the outside.

"........."

It took no more than 30 seconds from when they came out of the corner to when Sisley left. Tim was still watching the show, and suddenly realized that he was the only innocent victim in the room who was about to be affected by the volcanic eruption.

Red Robin: "..."

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To his surprise, it wasn't Bruce who broke the silence.

Earl Gray got up from the sofa, walked to the bookshelf, took something from it, and turned back.

"If this thing is returned to you, it can be regarded as returning to its original owner."

There was no smile on his face, only a rainy calm, "Mr. Wayne."

Earl Gray spoke very softly, only Bruce heard it, and Tim, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, did not respond.

Bruce stared at the gift box in his hand, and took it after a while.

What he is doing today is Gotham's Brucey Baby's dress, with a fancy gold and blue tie, and black hair fixed by mousse, showing a cynical taste, but there is no trace of that face that is loved and obsessed by the public. Smiling, eyes sharp as eagles.

The atmosphere was cold and terrifying, Bruce opened the lid of the gift box and took out something shiny from it.

It was a pretty necklace, and Tim huddled in the corner of the sofa, trying to make out the outline of the necklace in the dim light.

The necklace was quite exquisitely made, and there was obviously some mechanism, all the outlines could be folded together softly, lying between Bruce's fingers, like a handful of shiny silver sand.

The cursive characters inlaid with diamonds are not easy to read. Red Robin looked at it for a long time, and finally spelled out a name with great difficulty.

hope?

Sisley Wayne?

Why did Earl Gray have a necklace with Sisley's name on it?

There are still many little question marks in Tim's heart that he doesn't know, but when Bruce grabs the necklace in his hand, he falls into a terrible silence.

For a quarter of an hour Red Robin didn't even notice if he was breathing.

The metal pierced into the palm, and the blood gushed out quickly, staining the diamond and the name into a dirty blood stain, which dripped down on the coffee table.

The necklace was deformed by Bruce, making a terrible noise, but he maintained this state, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

"Do you still recognize what that is?"

Earl Gray stood not far from him, bent down, and asked in a low voice.

……

The string of reason completely collapsed at this moment.

Batman clenched his fists and rushed forward without saying a word.