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After everyone's harmonious and friendly pushing, Bruce and the others immediately understood what happened perfectly, and had a very clear understanding of what everyone had done.

So except for the really innocent Tim, everyone else was taken away by Alfred to set up a picnic site.

"The food for the picnic is all made by our own hands. I don't know how it tastes..." Lin He complained to Cassandra when he was behind Alfred, "And Dick even wanted to prove his cooking skills There is no problem, and the production of small cakes is also contracted, which is really worrying."

"How do you know, Hurley?" Cassandra asked a little puzzled, "I remember, we did it separately to surprise everyone, and everyone probably didn't know what each other did—well, apart from being responsible Ah Fuwai who helps everyone in case something goes wrong."

It was true, and it was Dick who came up with the idea.

All of them use the kitchen separately, except for Alfred who has been assisting by the side, the others should not know what each other is doing.

But Lin He did know that Dick made a small cake, but he might have made something else, but the small cake must have the one made by Dick.

Lin He glanced forward, Damian and Jason didn't know what they were talking about, and they started chasing and fighting again - Jason was running in front laughing wildly, and Damian was chasing behind.

Looking at this posture, if Alfred hadn't held the parasol, Damian might not have chased Jason empty-handed.

Seeing this scene, Lin He couldn't help but feel lucky for Jason. Fortunately, Damian didn't get the parasol in his hand.But she didn't think Damian would use the parasol as his knife to chase after Jason and "cut"—ha, after all, Jason has such long legs, no matter how you look at it, Damian can't catch up to him, right?

However, she had heard that Damian's throwing skills were very good.

Seeing the two running away, Lin He turned his head and whispered to Cassandra: "Actually, Dick told me that he wanted to compete with me, so he asked me to make small cakes."

Cassandra paused.

Why did Dick suddenly want to compete with Lin He?It sounds weird, so let's play it by ear.

After arriving at the venue that Alfred had been optimistic about for a long time, several people started to clean up the venue.

This place is not far from where they parked, so it is convenient for them to carry things back and forth.

So Jason and Damian were in charge of carrying things, while Lin He and Cassandra, with the help of Alfred, sorted out all kinds of lunch boxes and put them in order one by one.

This kind of work is not tiring, Lin He, Cassandra, and Alfred chatted while making arrangements.

While chatting they brought up Bruce.

"What was father like when he was a child? Is there any black history?" Lin He asked Alfred curiously while Bruce was not there.

Before, whenever they discussed the dark history about Bruce, Bruce would interrupt them with various reasons and change the subject in most cases.

But Lin He is really curious about what Bruce looked like when he was a child.

Alfred pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and then he replied: "When the master was young... For example, he fell asleep while watching TV and was carried back to the house by Master Thomas?"

Lin He: "..."

It seems to have heard Bruce's dark history, but it seems to have heard her own dark history.

Doesn't this mean that the negative is positive?Canceling each other means that she didn't hear anything!

After all, she couldn't tease Bruce with this matter, otherwise wouldn't she die with Bruce!

Cassandra raised her head inexplicably, and expressed her doubts very naturally: "Why did you use 'also' just now?"

Alfred laughed silently.

"Kassan, open your mouth." Lin He took out a small cookie from the biscuit box with a serious face, and stuffed it into Cassandra's mouth without hesitation.

After seeing Cassandra chewing and swallowing, Lin He asked kindly: "Is it delicious?"

Cassandra nodded: "Delicious."

"You can eat more if it's delicious. This is a small box I made. Take it and eat it." Lin He kept the amiable expression and stuffed the biscuit box into Cassandra's hand.

While Cassandra was eating biscuits for no reason, Lin He, who felt that she had escaped a catastrophe, nodded with satisfaction, then she turned to look at Alfred, and asked expectantly: "What else? Is there any more?"

Alfred accidentally saw a sandwich in a lunch box, and then he suddenly remembered something: "Well, when the master flushed the small sandwich into the toilet when he was a child, the water pipe was blocked?"

Lin He was greatly shocked, and she commented: "Next time he should know to chop up the sandwiches and throw them away... Hey, no, it's wrong to waste food."

Alfred expressed relief: "You are right, Miss Helea."

Glancing at the box of sandwiches in Alfred's hand, Lin He said seriously, "...So, can I keep that box of sandwiches for my father?"

"Good idea, miss." Alfred readily agreed, and he put the box of sandwiches in Bruce's place.

After talking about Bruce, they talked about well-known figures in Gotham, and then Lin He mentioned Batman.

"Actually, I've always wanted to know why Batman is mainly black?" Lin He asked, rubbing his chin, "Is it just because bats are black?"

"This question is worth thinking about, Miss Helea." Alfred replied, "Maybe it's because black blends better into the night and is more deterrent?"

Lin He suddenly realized: "Like something like a night suit?"

"Yes, but I guess there may be another reason."

"What is it?"

"Maybe it's still to save a couple of dry cleaning deliveries."

"Hahahaha Fu, you are so humorous."

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Lin He and the others were chatting and decorating, and it was not boring at all. After everything was moved, Jason and Damian also joined their chat.

A few people chatted and packed everything up, just waiting for other people to come over for dinner.

As if they had a tacit understanding, Bruce and others also came over at this time.

"I feel a little hungry after eating bayberries." Dick complained, carrying the basket, "Can we have dinner?"

Lin He looked at him with his cheeks up, and said with a smile: "It's any time, then let's start having lunch now."

Everyone took their seats one after another, and then they got tangled up looking at the variety of food.

It seems normal, but knowing each other's level, they dare not be the first to try.

What if the first one gets thunder?

Not to mention that everyone's cooking skills are uneven, but everyone's heart is dark... If you tell them that so-and-so puts hot sauce in the food they cook, they will believe it.

"Hulley, did you miss the juice you squeezed?" Dick asked after glancing at the things on the picnic cloth, "Why didn't I see it?"

After Lin He heard Dick's words, he immediately looked on the picnic cloth, and found that there was indeed no juice squeezed by himself.

"Indeed, maybe I forgot to take it, I'll go now..." Lin He just wanted to thank Dick, and then she suddenly realized something.

Lin He squinted his eyes and asked, "Dick, how do you know that I squeezed the juice? You shouldn't peek, right?"

Dick blinked and said, "I saw it by accident, I didn't mean it."

Lin He stared at Dick suspiciously for a while, then lost in the innocent expression of the other party, and finally turned back with Cassandra to get the juice.

Watching the two people leave, the corners of Dick's mouth slowly curled up, and then he pointedly reached out to the delicate box containing several small cakes on the left side of the picnic cloth.

When the others saw it, they immediately understood.

Dick knew that Lin He squeezed the juice, so he must also know what Lin He made.

So at least it can be confirmed that the box of small cakes should be Lin He's work.

Although Lin He once fried the kitchen for no reason, Lin He's cooking skills are still worthy of their trust...and the most important thing is that Lin He will never tamper with the food!

Did you see that box of cakes?

What a coincidence, I also fell in love with that box of cakes.

Except for Bruce and Alfred, several others started to compete for this box of cakes.

The reason why Alfred didn't fight for it was simple - he knew who actually made this box of small cakes.

As for Bruce, he really wanted to try it, but his sons were vying for it, and he suddenly couldn't say "I want to try it too".

Finally, the first person to eat the small cake appeared.

It's Jason.

Because he was the first to grab the small cake, he ate it while smiling. After eating, he smiled provocatively at Damian: "It's delicious, but I think you probably won't be able to grab it."

These words seemed to directly add countless buffs to Damian, allowing Damian to grab the second piece of cake from the fight between Dick and Tim.

He was stunned for a moment after eating the cake that represented victory, but he reacted immediately, turned to Tim and Dick and said, "The next is the two of you, I'm looking forward to who will be the last."

As soon as Damian finished speaking, Tim got the third small cake.

He smiled easily and said, "Looks like you're last, Dick."

Dick was relieved to see Tim stuff the cupcakes into his mouth.

Tim's expression was blank for five seconds, and then he fought back the urge to throw up and stared at the two people in front of him who had eaten the cake.

"Is this delicious?" Tim's face turned green.

When they finally realized that they couldn't bear it anymore, Jason and Damian grabbed the cookies and stuffed them into their mouths.

The taste of this little cake is sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, so how did Lin He make such a miraculous food?

Seeing the miserable situation of several people, Bruce took a bite of the sandwich slowly.

He suddenly felt that the sandwiches seemed to be good too.

Just at this time, Lin He and Cassandra came back with juice.

Damian, who felt that his sense of taste was being tortured, was the first to question. He pointed to the box containing several small cakes and asked, "How did you make such an unpalatable small cake?"

Lin He said very angrily: "Damian, you can say that I am weak, but you can't insult my cooking skills! The little cake I made-eh, wait a minute."

After staring at the box containing the small cakes for a while, Lin He frowned and said: "This box is the box where I put the small cakes, but the small cakes inside are not made by me?"

"But this little cake looks familiar..." Lin He fell into deep thought.

Dick smiled and began to move back slowly.

Lin He finally remembered: "Oh, wait, isn't this the little cake you made, Dick?"

Tim and others, who were the victims of Little Cake, immediately cast their deadly eyes on Dick.

Seeing the reactions of the three of Jason and combining the facts she knew, Lin He finally sorted out the truth of the matter.

"Dick..." Lin He smiled and stuffed the juice in his hand to Cassandra, then rolled up his sleeves and said quietly, "So you asked me to make small cakes on purpose, right? You actually used me as a tool people?"

"In order not to waste food, you can eat the remaining cakes by yourself!"

Jason at the side immediately offered Lin He a small cake with both hands.

Lin He picked up the small cake, chased Dick and began to run around the field where they had a picnic.

An exasperated Lin He shouted loudly: "You have the ability to replace the cake, you have the ability to stop and taste the delicacy you made!"

Looking at the figures of the two, Tim smiled and took a sip of the juice, then heaved a sigh of relief and said, "This scene is quite satisfying."

"Then you should try something else." Jason sat beside him and glanced at Tim, urging, "Xiao Hong, I'm waiting for you to test the poison."

Tim pretended not to hear, bowed his head and continued to drink the juice.