[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Dick Grayson, AKA Nightwing, and AKA Batman's first Robin, the lucky kid rumored to be adopted by Gotham's richest man, Bruce Wayne.But now Dick has grown into a 23-year-old reliable adult man. After leaving Gotham, he came to Brudhaven alone to study at university. social animals.Since the crime rate in this city is not much lower than that of Gotham, and the police manpower is in short supply all year round, Dick usually not only patrols the streets, stays in plainclothes, but also solves cases and appeases his family members. It can be said that he has experienced the 996 system deeply. Three jobs for one salary.

But you thought that was his Dick Grayson limit?

no.

Even in such a busy job, Dick couldn't stop his heart from eagerly wanting to eradicate evil and help the weak.

He's the new Brudhaven cop by day, and a straitjacketed masked vigilante who helps others by night.

Robin's address is in the past tense, he chose a new name "Nightwing" as a new beginning of his activities in this city.

In the hometown of a friend of his big blue who can't be named, there are two heroes: Nightwing and Firebird.Among them, Nightwing is "the great rebuilder, the catalyst of change, forging new beginnings in eternal rebirth", which sounds super cool, doesn't it!And it coincides with his thinking.

Even though Dick came to this city just out of anger at the beginning, the contradictions between him and his guardian gradually increased as he grew up, and the two always confronted each other because of various problems, so that For a while, Wayne Manor was like a powder keg that would be ignited at any time, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, so Dick resolutely chose to leave Gotham, let himself be independent, and no longer just be sheltered Robin under the wing, away from Batman... He thought maybe it would calm them both down, because Bruce Wayne's parenting was [-]% wrong!

But now, the two of them have completely reconciled, and Dick has accepted the other children as Robin (and loves them as his closest family).

During the day, Dick encountered a case-a woman committed suicide at home.This is actually not uncommon in Brudhaven. There are many gamblers among the residents here. They mortgage their houses to the bank after losing everything in the casino. Like a snowball, it is getting bigger and bigger, and the pressure is getting heavier. One day, people will not be able to run the snowball, so they will be 'squashed' with a click.

But Dick felt something was wrong as soon as he walked into the room. If he insisted, it was his intuition trained over the years that made him realize something was wrong, but the place was cleaned up too cleanly, and he couldn't find it for a while. What evidence.

The forensic sister of the police forensic department asked for the body to go back for examination, but everyone seemed to have acquiesced that this was a suicide case, so Dick would leave work on time today.

After get off work, Dick went back to his bachelor's apartment to have some dinner as usual, changed into the black and blue uniform of 'Nightwing', and was ready to go out for night patrol.

Petty theft and troublemakers are pretty much the same in every city (except those in Arkham) and Dick can do it in less than a minute, so he spends more of his time in the ' Private Deals' on.The police station has recently detected a large influx of drugs, but it has been too long to find the source. However, according to his past experience, places like bars and casinos where fish and dragons are mixed are the easiest to find clues.

But there is obviously nothing to gain tonight-Dick, who was thinking this way 5 minutes ago, was squatting idly on the roof of a certain bar, obviously afraid that drunk customers would accidentally fall off the roof, so he went to the roof. The door was locked, and Dick was not afraid of being discovered. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds he found from nowhere, and slowly nibbled.

Five minutes later, he was standing in the alley, with old newspapers and glass shards of wine bottles under his feet. Four men were lying sprawled on the ground in front of him, and they had been beaten unconscious.

After Dick finished speaking, his eyes slowly moved up from the small white calf exposed under the windbreaker of the person in front, whistling in his heart while watching, even if he was wrapped in a large windbreaker, it was not difficult to see the other person The figure was really good until Dick got a good look at the man's face.

His smile froze.

and many more!

Where did he seem to have seen this face today? !

If nothing else, he could even recite the identity information on the other party's student ID card.

Randall Mestas, a freshman in the Department of Psychology at Brudhaven State University, 19 years old, male.

male!

Dick looked at Randall again in embarrassment without leaving any traces, and he was sure that the person was wearing a skirt. Although the young girl beside her was not too conspicuous due to the dim surroundings, she still After careful identification, Dick recognized that this was also the one he had seen in the afternoon.

Dick coughed, lowered his voice, and changed into an unfamiliar tone, afraid that the same voice as in the day would be recognized: "Although I look a little suspicious now, I'm really not a bad person, and I won't hurt you guys." of……"

Randall stood there observing him for a while, and hid Lula behind him. A few seconds later, Randall's face with exquisite makeup, as if he had just stepped off a red carpet catwalk, wrinkled, wondering He asked eagerly, "Are you... that 'Night Wing'?"

"It's me, it's me, ah, you know me!" Dick was a little unsure about the other party's attitude towards him, at least for now, Randall didn't seem very happy.

In this world, there are people who like superheroes, and of course there are people who don't like superheroes. Although Dick doesn't think that his usual behavior can be called a "superhero", after these few weeks, he is surrounded by people. Colleagues have also somewhat understood their thoughts. For Superman in Metropolis, Batman in Gotham, Flash in Central City...and their new hero 'Nightwing' in Bludhaven, in some people's eyes Here, these "violent policemen" are just venting their personal anger in the name of justice.

He doesn't belong to the group of people who hate me, does he?thought Dick.

However, the next moment, Randall showed a smiling face, those blue eyes reflected the clear moonlight, and the lying silkworms in front of him became more obvious, his smile was as sweet as if he had fed Dick several candies, "Really Is it you? Wow, I like you so much, I just heard that there are more superheroes in our city two days ago, I didn't expect to see you today!"

"Ahahahahahaha, it's nothing, it's just a matter of raising your hands..." Dick thought he didn't do anything. Before he jumped off the roof, Randall had already killed three of them by himself. In the end, the man who secretly wanted to sneak attack was knocked out, "What do you want to do next, do you want to call the police over?"

"I've already called the police," Randall said while squatting down, using the flashlight of his phone to illuminate the situation on the ground, "but before that...they should have some 'desserts' on them."

When he first came into contact with those men, Randall realized that they might have taken drugs. Coupled with what these men said later, there are nine out of ten they still have a little surprise on them.Randall turned them over and touched the pockets of their jackets. Except for some scattered banknotes and lighter cigarettes, he actually found a small bag of powder in a transparent plastic bag.

Randall lifted the small transparent plastic bag and took a closer look. Those tiny powders were different from those commonly seen. They glowed faintly in the moonlight, and they didn't look like drugs. On the contrary, it is more like some kind of cosmetic powder.

"What's this? New type?" Randall muttered.

Today is not all fruitless.Dick dismissed his own thoughts a few minutes ago. If this is really a drug, it means that they have discovered a new type of drug, at least not long ago when he was browsing the files at the police station.

"You just take it out like this? You will be suspicious if you get fingerprints on it."

Dick reminded in a low voice that although he didn't see when Randall called the police, he could already hear the sound of sirens getting closer not far away. It seemed that the patrolling police were very close.

"Don't worry, they will believe me." Randall raised his head and smiled at him, that bright smile and the arc of red lips almost made Dick's heart tremble.

Could it be that my vacancy period is too long?It's a boy, Dick thought horribly!It's beautiful, but my sexuality has never been this way...

Dick was still at war with heaven and man in his heart, and before he wanted to say something, the police car had already driven nearby, so Dick swallowed those few words, and fired the hook gun towards the upper window sill, and the figure became Randall There was a black shadow in the corner of the eye, and when Randall turned his head again, Ye Yi had disappeared.

"He's really fast..." Randall said, but he didn't know that he would encounter this ancestral skill many times.

A flashlight flashed brightly from the alley, "Was it you who called the police 5 minutes ago? We are patrol officers from the BCPD mobile unit. What happened here?"

"I'm Mestas. These people have taken | drugs, and may have participated in | drug trafficking. Take them all back for trial."

"Mr. Mestas? Why are you still out so late--" the policeman heard a familiar voice, so he ran over. Police officers like them who have worked for a long time often see Mestas in the police station, so He was no stranger to him, but when the light of the flashlight swept across the skirt of the windbreaker and shone on Randall's face, he was still stunned, and his voice was raised several degrees, with a bit of damn disbelief: "Mr. Mestas?!"

"Hmm." Randall glanced at him, then lowered his head to look at the person lying on the ground, "Hurry up and clean up, haven't you been searching for drugs recently?"

"...Ah, good..." The police officer responded in a daze, calling his partner to come and move together, and at the same time fell into deep doubts.He knew that Randall's appearance was very attractive. After all, every time Randall went to the police station, the policewomen would go downstairs to see him, but now that he looked at him, it was no longer the level of beauty. , This is completely de-denatured!