The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

When people who rarely apologize sincerely apologize, the shock it brings is unmatched by any other apology.

Bruce's embrace is warm, with a hint of woody fragrance precipitated by cedar, which does not have a soothing effect.

It was a shallow hug, and almost the next moment, Bruce let go of Bruce.

The temperature belonging to Batman is still there, and the person who can give him a hug has already communicated with 986 Bruce beside him.

No one knows what Bruce was thinking during that short silence and hug.When Bruce raised his eyes again, he looked the same as usual.

He has sharp eyes and calmly communicates with 986 Bruce.

Brucey's hands, which were just about to respond, froze in embarrassment, paused in the air, and folded his hands blankly.He and Dick exchanged a look, and got a friendly smile from the young man.

The communication between the two Batmen is getting better.

986 Bruce exposed the relationship between Bruce and Bruce, and originally wanted to know information about the other world.It just so happened that the information and experience he had was exactly what Bruce needed.

The two came back and forth, but the exchange was very pleasant.

986 Bruce is particularly interested in information about parallel worlds, and the two of them communicated mainly on this aspect.

The world doesn't have all kinds of superheroes.As far as 986 Bruce knows, there are no superhumans in this world at all, and there are no genius scientists who are so talented that they can make their own battle armor... In short, the 986 world is an ordinary world.

But this does not affect 986 Bruce's interest in the superheroes in the Justice League and Avengers - although there are no such people in his own world, who can guarantee that the other party will not suddenly fall into his own world like Bruce and Brucey Woolen cloth?

Batman always used to plan ahead.

"Generally speaking, there is no need to worry too much about this." Bruce said, "World consciousness will actively reject outsiders from other worlds, especially when they may have a relatively large impact on the world."

"Time and space wanderer?" 986 Bruce suddenly remembered the origin that Brucey had fabricated.

"That's right," Bruce agreed, "Although there is no relevant evidence yet, according to our speculation, this will be more obvious in a stable world, for example..." The world of 986 Bruce is likely to be a stable world.

——After all, there are only Batman and Nightwing in this world, and there is no superhuman power, so it will not have any impact on the space barrier.

Bruce wanted to say that.

But the last image in his mind was only the slightly widened brown eyes of 986 Bruce - this was the first time he saw a surprised expression on the other's face.

Bruce's figure distorted, faded, and scattered like ink melted into water.

986 Bruce turned to look back at Bruce who was sharing cookies with Dick.The round cookies rolled in the air and fell to the ground.

The last bit of gray that represented Bruce's presence faded in the air.

……This is?World exclusion?

986 Bruce opened the phone he had buckled on the table.

The mobile phone specially designed for the identity of Batman crackled and emitted a faint smoke.

The faint burnt smell in the air seemed to be mocking the man's overreach.

986 Bruce's expression sank all of a sudden.

Dick looked at the inexplicably damaged phone, and then at 986 Bruce's expression: "Is this some kind of plan between Batman?"

That's right.

Since it is an exchange of information, of course it is impossible to just chat about superpowers from another world.From the beginning to the end, what Bruce 986 cares most about is the information about traveling through space, and Bruce is well aware of this.

It was also Bruce who hinted at 986 Bruce to hack into Bruce's bracelet...

But now it seems that this level of concealment is not enough to hide from the world consciousness, and it even directly led to the departure of Bruce and the others - he was not allowed to know more information.

986 Bruce's expression was extremely ugly.

The light and shadow flickered indistinctly in front of his eyes, and Brucey blinked.The human chewing instinct made him subconsciously chew the half biscuit he just bit into his mouth and swallow it.

The sweet taste slowly spread between the lips and tongue, awakening some hazy consciousness.

The world in front of me seems to be covered with a layer of mist, and only the translucent fiber bundles flicker from time to time, constituting the only light source in the whole picture.

Brucey subconsciously leaned forward to look, and inside the intertwined fiber bundles, something was constantly passing along the fibers rapidly.It was a strange, indescribable feeling, like a silent stage play, where all the information was conveyed in silence...

For a moment, the rotation of the brain seemed to become extremely slow.

Brucey reached out and touched the transparent fiber strands.

——! ! !

It's like standing on the side of the road and putting your hand into a speeding sports car, being led from a standstill to a state of high-speed movement.It felt indescribably subtle, as if someone was holding his hand, using it as a point of force to pull the whole body into a long line——

Bruce couldn't help feeling panicked.

—He is not a man of steel like Superman, who can survive such a change in speed and remain intact.

stop!

His brain ordered viciously.

No.

There was a vague awareness of denial.

--who is it?Is anyone there?Bruce's attention shifted away.He stopped paying attention to the strange sensations in his body and turned his head to look around.

Light and shadow reversed.

Bruce fell hard to the ground.

"Oh!" He subconsciously groaned.

"If I were you, I would quickly get out of the way." A familiar voice said.

"what--?"

The black shadow grew larger above his head, and Brucey rolled over and quickly moved away.

Heavy bang.

A lump of black metal smashed where he had been before.Brucey looked over in shock, only to realize that it was the armor Tony had prepared for himself.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what the situation is now, with the armor around him, at least he has a little more to rely on.Thinking that someone reminded him before that he avoided being smashed into meatloaf by the armor, Brucey thanked gratefully: "Thank you... Sherlock?!"

He stood up abruptly, pointing at the London detective who didn't know what to say.

Isn't that the famous consulting detective standing in front of him?That striking face, Bruce was sure he would never forget—he had never seen another face of such length.

In such a strange environment, Sherlock's cold eyes and curly hair looked so friendly.

Pointing may seem impolite.Brucey put down his hand belatedly, his face still couldn't hide the joy: "Sherlock, it's good to see you."

The detective raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know where this is? London? I have to go back to America quickly..." Brucey paused embarrassedly, realizing another question, "I don't know if you remember me? I'm Brucey. Before the battle in New York, we met on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier."

"Don't remember," Sherlock said. "I don't know about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Helicarriers. But obviously, we've seen them, and you have a good impression of me."

He whispered: "It's really rare, did I learn to please people?"

Bruce: ...?

He felt that the Sherlock in front of him didn't seem quite right, was it a parallel world again?

Sherlock had already said, "This is my world."

"Gathering all the knowledge and all the memories in my brain, the world independently constructed by my mind."

Bruce was bewildered.

"Tsk," the consulting detective said disgustedly, "this is my thinking palace."

"Why don't you tell me where you come from? An outsider?"

——Actually, even Bruce himself doesn’t know what happened. The current situation seems to be in another parallel world, but...

This is Sherlock's thought palace?

Can even something that doesn't exist objectively, like the thinking palace, become a world on its own?Is Sherlock particularly special, or is there a mistake in his own judgment?

Bruce couldn't figure out the current situation for a while.He was going to describe his experience before he came in - Sherlock's reasoning and analysis ability was impressive, and maybe the other party would have some ideas.

Sherlock raised his hand to stop him: "No, wait, I prefer to observe by myself."

The curly-haired detective put his hands behind his back, and glanced up and down Brucey's body reservedly: "Obviously, it was an accident that you came to my world, right? You were sharing sweets with your friends just now, and the sitting area is at least Is it Mr. Bruce who enjoys life in a luxurious manor of one hectare?"

"It's funny - you seem to understand why you're here, and you're not panicking about the situation."

Sherlock took two steps, and paused beside the scattered armor.

"I really didn't realize that the person standing in front of me was actually a superhero reserve." The consulting detective raised his eyebrows and glanced at Brucey without any criticism.

This comment made Bruce blush.

Superhero reserve... Comparing himself to the superheroes he knew, Bruce really felt that he couldn't reach that level.

He has this suit of armor, more for protecting himself than for...well...

Sherlock doesn't care what Bruce thinks, he believes in the information he observes more than Bruce's words and thoughts.

"Where's your partner?" He asked suddenly, "Didn't he fall in with you?"

Bruce was taken aback.

—Bruce came in too?

He really never thought about this possibility.Mainly, how could Bruce... oh!For the 986 world, Bruce is a visitor from another time and space just like himself, and it is normal for the two of them to be expelled together.

In the last world, he told 986 Bruce that he was a time and space wanderer, but he didn't expect it to come true now.Bruce smiled wryly—and took Bruce with him.

But the first priority is to find Bruce: "How do you know someone fell in with me?"

"Because this is my world." Sherlock replied.

"..."

"Just a joke," the London detective said with a smirk that looked like a smirk. "Obviously he tried to catch you, but failed. I don't think you would Would you like to have afternoon tea with someone in this messy suit?"

Bruce touched the back of his collar.

"So, do you know where he is?"

Sherlock spread his hands: "I don't know."

"...Isn't this your world?"