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

The two looked at each other and stood there waiting for Thomas to come out.

"Batman, I have some good news for you—" Before the elevator door was fully opened, Thomas' voice came out excitedly from the crack in the door.

He walked briskly around the load-bearing posts.When I looked up, I saw two Batmen standing face to face.

"Oh." Thomas paused, looking back and forth with puzzled eyes.

His surprise was almost written on his face.

——Why are there two Batmen in the Batcave?Could Batman be mitotic too?

Fortunately, although the uniforms are similar, the color scheme of one blue and one black is enough for Thomas to recognize the one he is more familiar with.He looked at Bruce: "Uh, did I bother you?"

As someone who has experienced it, Thomas can see the ambiguity between the two Batmen at a glance-the distance between the two of them is too close, so close that it is difficult to firmly judge that the relationship between them is just friendship.

Thomas looked a few more times curiously, then blinked and smiled.

"Hello, welcome to Gotham." He has the air of a host.After saying this, Thomas winked quietly at Bruce: "This is the first time Bat has brought friends back. If you don't mind, Martha and I would like to invite you to have a meal together."

Black Batman stared at him silently.

No amount of psychological preparation can compare to the impact of seeing Thomas at this moment.Hearing the name that was so familiar to the bone marrow, Bruce's eyes moved subconsciously.

"We will," Bruce stepped forward to answer in his place, "... if given the chance."

Thomas thoughtfully leaves space for the two young men, but the two Batmen don't flirt with each other in the Batcave as he'd hoped.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

Brucey followed Bruce, watching him walk past his weapons station, his black-gloved fingers sliding over the sharp and delicate objects.

Maybe Bruce was silent for too long, or his hesitant gesture was too obvious... Or, it was just some kind of inexplicable intuition.Bruce always felt like Bruce had something to say, but he hadn't figured out how to say it.

Bruce followed closely behind him, his eyes locked on where Bruce's fingers and his own weapon touched.

"Has the space jump been proven to have no effect on the world?"

Except for this possibility, Brucey can't think of anything that can make Bruce cross the space barrier so decisively - you know, it's only been two days since he received the letter of 'careful consideration' .

Batman has always acted decisively after making a decision, but not without considering the consequences.

For Bruce, at least, it was hard to believe that Bruce had come into this world just to talk about relationships—seriously, that wasn't realistic at all.Bruce has proven this countless times with previous relationships.

Bruce was silent.

He turned around and took two steps towards Brucey's side, avoiding Brucey's sight.

The sound of footsteps was very obvious in the empty Batcave, completely different from Batman's usual quietness.It's like leaves stirring up layers of ripples on the water surface. Although there is no earth-shattering sound, it is hard to ignore.

--why?

In Bruce's impression, he had never seen Bruce's emotions so obvious.

He turned his eyes slightly: "You have made more progress than I expected."

Bruce walked from behind him and stared at Bruce's blue eyes: "You came here this time to ask me for help, didn't you?"

——Bruce raised his eyes and glanced at Bruce almost in surprise.

Bruce's ability to read Batman has greatly improved.Bruce, who hadn't expected this at all, was caught off guard and paused in astonishment: "Not exactly."

"Tell me, what can you do with me?" Brucey went straight to the point.

Generally speaking, it is easier for the other party to help willingly by telling some white lies at this time.

...as Batman often does to Superman.

"This time there are two purposes."

Bruce moved to follow his gaze, persistently trying to keep eye contact with Bruce.

"What?" he urges the paused Bruce, "You know I'll always help you."

—Brucey really grew up a lot.Bruce thought half-heartedly, if he hadn't realized that he had other purposes before, he would have followed all his plans.

He's a fully fledged Batman now.

"We have encountered a new enemy." Facing Bruce like this, Bruce chose to tell the truth.

Speaking of that enemy, Bruce Bat almost subconsciously suppressed the aura around him.The atmosphere around the two suddenly became oppressive, even A Fufang's small Christmas tree could not dilute the serious atmosphere.

"His ability is related to space." It was precisely because of that enemy that Bruce turned on the space machine again. "All the data show that to defeat him, you must have power from other worlds."

"Is that why you came to me?"

Bruce couldn't say he was disappointed.

For Batman to come to him, there must be some special reason.If it weren't for this, Bruce would definitely prefer two people to talk about love on paper through the space machine...or the one where the frequency of sending letters is limited.

Bruce turned his face away.

Among the two, he turned out to be the weaker one.

He knew very well how hated his style was.After all, it was also a playboy + superhero combination, and Brucey never lost his temper with Tony once.As for myself—it's better not to say anything.

"Not exactly." He tactfully defended himself.

Bruce was not angry.

"Give me more detailed information." He went straight to the point, "What should I do? Go directly to your world?"

"No, you have to pretend to be me to fight." Bruce said, "You have the breath of our world on you. If you pretend to be me, the probability of being discovered by the world will become very small."

"In contrast, I can't go back to my world for the time being, lest such deception be discovered."

"So what do you do in this world?" Bruce asked.

He's not as concerned as Bruce about what might happen to the world.Mainly, two selves belonging to different timelines are probably enough to keep the world collapsing-but at least until now, nothing bad has happened.

Of course, there is absolutely no way to convince Bruce of this reason.Even if he said that, Bruce would never increase the number of times he came to visit him.

"That's the problem." Bruce looked at him.

"what?"

"I need to be contaminated with your breath, the more the better, the deeper the better—" he said, "In this way, when I am pretending, the world will regard me as you."

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