[Comprehensive British and American] Backbones League

"Bruce, I want to join you. You're right, I'm a Wayne kid, and I shouldn't do nothing like this anymore." His eyes pooled with tears, and he looked at Bruce with a sob, and Bruce was hurt , was wrapped in a bandage, and there was blood oozing from his wound on the bandage.

Salas' eyes were red, he rowed the wheelchair to Bruce's side, and grabbed Bruce's hand.His expression was as if he never thought that Bruce was doing such a dangerous job, self-blaming and painful: "I never, never..."

Because Bruce didn't expect that he would rush back from school suddenly. At this time, he was in the living room with his upper body naked and asked Ah Fu to bandage his wound.

Damian was in his room and had already checked that nothing was wrong. Nightwing and Red Robin also got in touch when they were deliberately lured away.

After a night of fighting, he was so exhausted that he didn't even have time to react when Salas appeared outside Wayne's mansion.

At this time, Salas should be sleeping in the school dormitory.

Remembering that his identity as Batman has been known, Bruce immediately blackened his face and reprimanded: "Why did you get out of school?"

His identity was exposed, and it was impossible for Ye Yi and the others to hide their identities. As his son, even if Salas was not a relevant member, he would definitely be considered a member of them at this time.

It was very dangerous for him to return to Wayne Mansion suddenly from school in the middle of the night.

"I had a dream. I dreamed that you almost died. I was very scared." Salas said, "So I came back."

Peter beside him nodded, he came back with Salas.

In the middle of the night, Salas sat up from the bed suddenly, and then told Peter that he was going home.

He was always very good-natured, but this time he was quite stubborn, and Peter couldn't hold him back at all.

But it was absolutely impossible for him to let Salas go home alone, so he accompanied him, two and a half-year-old children, and called a car late at night from school back to Wayne Mansion.

Thinking back, not only Bruce, but even Peter had lingering fears, and felt that they were really lucky, calling for a car on such a night, and they were able to safely return from school to Wayne Mansion all the way.

They all felt scared, only Salas seemed to feel the same, still looking at Bruce with firm eyes: "Bruce, I figured it out, let me join you."

His tone was firm and unquestionable.

Bruce looked up at Salas, then lowered his voice: "Salas, I need you very much, but not now."

He just met a very troublesome villain. Although he invited Salas to participate in the Batman's career, it didn't happen overnight after all. He still needs a long time of training, but the timing is not right now.

Not right now, the person they are about to face may be very troublesome.

Salas lowered his head slightly, Bruce couldn't see his expression, he could only hear his voice saying: "There will never be a suitable time."

Bruce is silent, yes, there will never be a right time, Gotham will never get better, there will be a villain today, and a second villain tomorrow.

"Let me think about it." Bruce said wearily, "You go back to the room with Peter to rest."

After finishing speaking, he asked Ah Fu to greet Salas and Peter to leave.

Salas saw that he had already made an arrangement, so he didn't continue to press, but went up with Ah Fu obediently.

Instead, Peter took a step behind, hesitated, and then asked Bruce: "Do you want Salas to also participate..."

He didn't know the things that Salas was invited to, and he was a little shocked to hear it suddenly just now, after all, Salas's legs were there.

Bruce shook his head, but didn't give him an answer.

Peter thought for a while, and tentatively asked a second question: "What happened? Do you need my help?"

Bruce originally refused, but when he heard Peter's words, he suddenly remembered something: "How much do you know about magicians?"

Bruce was asking him about a Gotham villain?Peter hesitated for a second, and for a moment he remembered the lonely look in the magician's eyes when he saw him last time...

Regarding things related to the magician, he couldn't help but ask one more question: "Did he find you a job?"

It should be a matter of course for the villain to find work for the superhero, but the tone of Peter's question is somewhat suspicious.

He has never felt that the magician is the same as the villains he has seen. Even if that person is cold and indifferent, he can't treat him like other villains.

Bruce looked up, met Peter's worried but persistent eyes, and knew that the young man would not say what he wanted until he got what he wanted.

"Yeah, he threw a gauntlet at me, very angry," Bruce said simply.

The magician was angry, or disappointed, Bruce heard it in his voice at that moment.

He let himself find the secret of his identity, which means that they should know each other, maybe the other party has a double identity-but Bruce couldn't think of who would do these things-or rather, he couldn't imagine He can accept who around him will wear a vest to do those things.

The other party had actually given him enough hints, and this hint narrowed the scope down to almost giving him the illusion that the other party wanted him to catch him.

But even the best detective in the world may not really be able to guarantee that his judgment will not be influenced by emotion at all.

That's how he thought of asking Peter, because Peter had the most contact with magicians after he came to Gotham.

Bystanders are clear, as the only one who is not involved in things around him, this young man may be able to give him a little different advice.

"If there is someone next to me who might be a magician, who do you think it would be?" Bruce asked.

Peter opened his eyes wide for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "How could there be a magician by your side?"

"If, I mean if." Bruce asked.

Peter flashed a figure in his mind for a moment, but he quickly put that thought behind him—impossible.

"I think the magician may be deceiving you." After thinking for a while, Peter carefully put forward his opinion, "He may have known about the relationship between you and the Arkham Knight in advance, so he used this matter to affect your judgement."

Bruce remained silent.

"I think... this may be a conspiracy that was arranged in advance." Peter finally said such a sentence.

He clenched his fist slightly, but actually he felt in his heart that a magician would not be the one to engage in such a conspiracy.

That person is unrestrained and reckless, it doesn't look like his behavior, even being a villain is like playing a game.

"Okay, I see." Bruce finally said, "Thank you for reminding, Peter, you can go up and rest."

Peter greets him, and he can't wait to leave after Bruce asks him that pointed question.

But when he left the door, Bruce suddenly stopped him: "Peter."

Peter stopped and looked back at him.

"Please help me take care of Salas." Bruce nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the gauze that Afu had just used to bandage him in front of him, "His legs are not good, please take care of him more usually."

"Saras... Salas is very strong."

"Yeah, he's always been strong and sensible," Bruce said, "so, thanks, take care of him a little bit."

Peter nodded, just at this time Ah Fu, who had delivered Salas, came back, Peter greeted him, and then went back to his room.

"Master..." Ah Fu called him.

"Ah Fu, do you still remember the first time we met Salas?" Bruce turned his head.

"Of course." Ah Fu said, "Even though so much time has passed, everything seems to have happened yesterday."

"I still remember when I was going to send Salas away and find a safe family to adopt him. I had just been Batman for a year, and Dick had just come to me. There was no way I could focus on such a... Children with disabilities, even ordinary children, I may not be able to take care of them well, let alone Salas is so special." Bruce said suddenly, "I have already found a suitable family, but in the end you disagree, you want me Go look at that child's eyes, you called me by my full name so rudely, you said Bruce Wayne, did you see, this child's eyes are as dead, he was abandoned once, he can't be abandoned again It's the second time."

Bruce said slowly: "So I compromised, my biggest wish in this life, Gotham no longer has a second alley of crime, no child will lose his parents, so I shouldn't let my child lose his father .Later, I raised Salas by my side, from such a young age, and watched him grow up with you.”

"Was it my fault?" Bruce arched his waist slightly, "Saras, Jason... it was my fault."

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"Saras?" Peter saw a gap in the door of Salas' room when he passed by Salas' room, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed it open, only to see that Salas, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, was sitting in a wheelchair Go up, look up and look outside.

So he simply opened the door completely and entered the room.

Salas heard the movement, turned his head, and smiled slightly when he saw Peter: "Aren't you asleep, Peter?"

Peter shook his head, then walked behind Salas, wanting to pull Salas' wheelchair: "It's time for you to go to bed."

Salas shook his head and pressed his hand: "No, I don't really want to sleep."

"Did Bruce's injury scare you?" Peter asked, "I think...he can protect himself most of the time, so you don't need to worry about him."

He thought that Salas must still be worried about Bruce's injury.

"Thank you for your comfort, Peter, I'm much better." Salas shook his head, came over for a while, and suddenly said, "What did Bruce tell you just now? After you stayed."

Peter hesitated for a second, then said, "He asked me to take good care of you."

"Just take good care of me?" Salas asked back, and he said with a chuckle, "Don't lie to me, I'm very smart."

He raised his head slightly and looked at Peter with a half-smile.

Peter had to say again: "He just wants me to take care of you."

Salas' expression gradually faded, and finally returned to calm.

He patted the armrest: "Come on, Peter, come here."

Peter came to Salas obediently.

Salas turned his gaze back to the window: "Actually, I know that many people think that Bruce is not a good father."

"No, that's not true." Peter shook his head.

"No, you are wrong, he is really not a good father." Who knows that Salas said very directly, "As Batman, he is stubborn, full of control, and always has a bottom line that cannot be offended. We all have to regress for his bottom line. As Bruce Wayne, he can't even take care of himself, let alone take care of us. We are almost free-range, and most of the time it is Alfred who takes care of us. "

"But he loves us," Salas said. "Whether it's me, Dick, Tim, Damian, or even Jason, we all know he loves us, he just never says it."

"Just as we love him deeply."