Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

"Grass, stand-in literature?"

I can't find any other possible alternatives to this word.So when I murmured in shock, I was not surprised to see Jay froze slightly behind me.

Jay Tout, even the name is such a stand-in, shit!

Dad, how could they do such a thing? This is a blasphemy against my second brother's spirit in heaven!

Although my heart does not want to believe this is true.After all, although my father and brothers have their own...characteristics, they are all good people without exception, and it's not like they would do something like this.

But it suddenly occurred to me that when I just returned to this home, my second brother had unfortunately passed away, but there was still his tableware on the dining table. My brother's spirit in the sky also means that my father and the others have never accepted the fact that my second brother died.

Is that why?Although the protagonist in the photo on the tombstone looks young, he is a little more immature than the Jay around him.

But if it really counts, if my second brother Jason Todd hadn't died a few years ago, he should be about the same age as Jay now.

Wait, isn't Jay Todt and Jason Todd the names of his? Fucking freak?Jay is even a nickname for Jason.

My father will not use his power to secretly ask others to change their names!

I struggled to suppress my own pupil quake.But Jay behind me obviously couldn't help it, he was hearing me say "Crap, double literature?"

After that, I was completely sluggish, as if I didn't understand how such a thing could happen in this world.

Grass, I don't understand either!Doesn't it look like my dad and brothers are super scumbags?

I silently brushed the dew off the photo.Then he stood up and patted Jay on the shoulder: "I support you... Do you want to seek compensation from my father for mental damage?"

If I encountered this kind of thing, I would definitely rob it immediately, no, ask for reasonable mental damages, like the Wayne family, which is not short of money and famous, this kind of scandal that ignores the feelings of others must be Will want to press down the first time.

Maybe?I thought about my father's notoriety, and I was a little uncertain. Maybe my father is a scumbag?

"No, wait for me!" At this moment, Jay finally spoke. His tone sounded very helpless, as if he was forcibly holding back something. I thought it was very understandable. I paused. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously: "No, if you want to sue, you may not be able to sue the legal department of Wayne Group. I heard that they have already cheated my previous boss to the point of compensating me...Run!"

"What are you running? What are you talking about? Roxy?" At this moment, I heard my father's voice. I turned around in shock and saw him standing at the gate of the cemetery, looking a little puzzled with his arms crossed : "Why are you in the cemetery?"

"It's not important, Dad!" I shouted loudly: "Stand-in literature is a no-brainer!"

"What for..." My father narrowed his eyes, and before he could ask five four three, Jay sighed heavily: "So didn't I say not to listen to that guy Damian? Old man .”

What do you mean?

He? Mom, what kind of affectionate elders do you call me? Jay didn’t have this attitude when he mentioned my father earlier. He looked very alienated and polite, calling him Master Wayne and Bruce Wayne. What does old man mean?

My father will not adopt Jay because of the loss of his second son, let's take this stand-in literature for granted!

Maybe it's because my pupils are shaking like they're about to fall out of their eye sockets.Both my father and Jay stopped their conversation at the same time. My father sighed, as if he understood what was going on in an instant.

He walked towards where we were, the direction of my second brother's tombstone, squatted down in front of my second brother's grave without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to wipe off the water marks on it like me: "Luo Xi, you The second brother was in a car accident that year, and after investigation, it was found that the crime was premeditated, in order to protect him, we made a decision."

?

Why does it sound so rich and secret? Why do you want to assassinate my second brother? No, it sounds like it.

"Jason... was seriously injured back then and was sent abroad for medical treatment. In order to prevent future troubles, we arranged a suspended death protection plan."

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I do not believe!This he? Mom is not as exciting as stand-in literature at all, no, it is not scientific at all!My father means that my second brother is not dead?

and many more……

"Wait..." I turned around slowly, feeling like my eyes were slashing towards Jay Tout, my spiritual friend who had been shopping with me all day today: "You won't tell me... ..."

"Jason came home a little late that day. We were going to explain it, but Damian—"

My father fell silent inexplicably, I don't know how to describe Damian's behavior, shit, what can't he? Mom can't describe it!

"I will definitely sell all Damian's shoes this time!" I gritted my teeth and muttered in a low voice, and slowly squatted down on the spot, surrounded by the belated feeling of social death with.

How much did I think I said?

Although it was Damian who made this happen, if I hadn't been so divergent in thinking and talking to myself at that time, this oolong wouldn't have happened at all, shit, what a shame!

I stiffly pointed at Jay who shut his mouth and didn't explain any more.No, I should call him my second brother at this time, Jason Todd nodded, and swayed towards the gate of the cemetery like a wandering spirit, and slowly swayed to the damn Rolls-Royce Phantom Next to the customized version, I opened the car door and took down all the things I bought for my brothers and sisters, and then slowly walked back to the main house.

I need to be quiet.

What kind of idiot am I? I'm a pure 24K idiot. Oh my God, I just asked my second brother and my father to seek compensation for mental damages.

No, Jay is not Jay, Jay is Jason, and Jason is my second brother.

The most decent men I've seen in the past six months, all of them? My mother is my family member—or my family's uncovetable friend—how could this be, wash your father more?

Did I offend Venus or Cupid?Love is in their control, right?

My father and my second brother were obviously very worried about my state. I heard the sound of the car starting, and my father was chasing me, and at the same time, he raised the volume slightly and shouted: "Wait a minute, Roxy!"

Damn, idiots wait for it, no, I'm a 24K purebred idiot, but I won't wait!

At least today, let me bury myself in the quilt like an ostrich, don't let me face this series of shitty things!

I don't know what happened, but I ran on the road with those bags of game consoles, figurines, and old books. Fortunately, after going shopping with my dad, I realized that my fighting power is really not enough Support high-heeled shoes to maintain such a high-intensity action, so wear flat shoes decisively to go out.

And a huge thank you to Damian for pulling me out of bed for a morning jog around Wayne Manor over the past week without a break.

Although I spent more time walking than running, my speed and endurance improved rapidly.

Especially with these trails where outsiders will definitely get lost, it is not a problem for me at all.

It's decided, just sell two-thirds of the shoes.

I ran wildly, although I have seen the super physical strength of my family except me, but today my father didn't seem to move very neatly, and I ran back to the mansion before him.Then sneaked up the stairs and returned to his room.

It was only after I threw all the paper bags in my hand on the sofa that I fell down heavily, sitting on the floor, panting like a cow, feeling as if I had spent my whole life trying to escape this embarrassing tragedy.

I have to do something.

As we all know, I am a socially obsessive person, and I have always held the idea that as long as I am not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

However, at this moment, I have no way to convince myself that I should not be responsible for this matter.

He? It's my fault!

I feel like my toes are digging out another tiny mini Wayne Island on the ground.Just then, I received a call from my girlfriend.

I lay down on the rug, the plush rug that Alfred cleaned every few days.

So I was quite relieved lying on it, I connected to my best friend's phone, and then cried out in pain: "Help, Farrell!"

My best friend, Pharrell Emily, is currently attending college in California.

"What's the matter with you?" In fact, my ability to talk to myself is really strong.Therefore, although there are not too many such social death incidents, I did experience it a few times, and it seemed that every time I cried and asked my best friend for help: "I am a fool, a 24K purebred fool!"

Then, I briefly told my best friend about what I did, and my best friend didn't think too much after hearing it: "I think you think too much, feigning death is more weird than a double, right? "

"If you really want me to say it, there may really be scum among the rich who treat people as doubles and humiliate them at will, but I haven't seen a few times to execute the suspended animation plan because of an assassination."

The older my best friend is, the more stable her mind becomes. About half a year ago, she would still lick the handsome guy in the photo with me.

However, in the past six months, it may be that Aunt Anna threw away too many jobs that did not belong to her. I think her mind has matured a lot inexplicably.

My brain is also much smarter than before, as if I have grown up all of a sudden.

"But I don't think I can face them anymore. When I see my father and them, I may think of today's scene..."

I muttered softly, and my best friend thought for a few seconds before saying, "So, do you want to come to California?"

"My mother's company took over the security job for an expo, do you know whose expo it is?"

I shook my head blankly: "Who is it?"

"Stark Group."

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"Going! I'm going! I'm booking a flight right now!"

Roxy Wayne bought a plane ticket to California less than half a day after the incident they were concealing broke out, and asked Alfred, who got up early in the morning, to drive him to the airport with a big bag on him. The things in the small bag made the old housekeeper worry about whether the cute, caring and considerate eldest lady who had finally come back had given up on staying in the Wayne family.

"You guys think too much, isn't her student status still at Gotham University?" Damian, who woke up early today but failed to block Roxie, looked a little irritable, but it was only half a day, just half a day. Just staring at the troublemaker, she and Todd made such a big deal.

"Roxy doesn't look like he's blaming us." Tim, who has always been calm and rational, said so. It's rare to see Jason quietly appearing in the Batcave without confronting Bruce verbally. It's quite uncomfortable. adapted.

Jason, who didn't know that he had just become Roxy's spiritual friend, was a little annoyed like Damian. He rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You have been involved in this matter from the beginning to the end. Come on, little man."

To be honest, Roxie's idea of ​​going astray at the beginning was actually very easy to be corrected.

Although Roxie has only been at home for a week now, no one dislikes her—even Damian, it is difficult to say a bad word about Roxie who is so open-minded and easy to get along with. The idiot, that self-righteous woman, whatever—even Dick, who was busy at work, got an occasional call from Roxy.

As the eldest son in the family, Dick's younger brothers and sisters are all his mother's independent group, and they also scoff at Dick's mother bird education, so Roxie is also the one who cares about them the most in the whole family.

After all, there are not many people in the whole family who can speak human words.

"You can't say that. You have to know that Roxie doesn't know anything about our secret identities, but he is still an angel-level figure who can tolerate you."

Tim, who was sitting sleepily at the side, picked up his coffee and said lazily, "So even if she really decides to sell all your shoes, I will help her."

Tim wasn't kidding, Roxy was born if they came first.

It was earlier than when Dick was adopted. If there were no accidents, it should be Bruce's first child. According to the information they collected, Roxy was simply a genius in close combat, with a beast-like intuition. .

Even at the age of high school, which is a bit late for learning martial arts, she was almost able to set foot on the professional arena.

This is talent.

"I don't agree with keeping her secret. Although she may just be in a bad mood today and go out for a few laps, compared to the nighttime activities we concealed, the matter of Dahong's fake death is not important at all."

"This matter will be discussed in the long run." Bruce, who was working, finally stopped the topic. When Roxy bought the plane ticket, Tim had already found out about it.

But none of them really stopped each other.Although Bruce's control freak behavior has not improved, but after raising so many children, he still tries to learn to "let go" of this thing.

Although he has always been a bad student.

Immediately afterwards, he called up a file on the screen, which was another job that he recently asked Tim to handle besides dealing with Titan and Gotham affairs. It was precisely because of this that he went to Several people in the alliance who were integrating information were not in the manor yesterday, and made Alfred stare at the monitors of the entire Gotham in the Batcave.

Honestly, it's not a very easy job.That's why they pretended that Alfred had gone out.

"Hynix Security Company." Bruce's deep voice echoed in the Batcave. Except for Dick, who is still busy in Bludhaven today, the Bat Family is rarely seen so well.

The information Tim sent had already reached everyone's microcomputer, and they had probably read it before they gathered in the Batcave.

So Jason raised his eyebrows, and it was rare to be the first to take Bruce's words: "What's wrong with this company? Don't say that they accept ordinary mutants as employees to hinder your eyes?"

"Use your brain carefully, Todd, are they all polluted by hot dogs?" Damian snorted coldly. In fact, the doorway inside is as winding as intestines. Conspiracy theorists also discovered it after reading it several times and thinking over and over again.

But he figured it out and Todd didn't, he was just smarter than Todd.

Jason is already a mature person, he experienced death and then returned to this world, he will never get angry with his little brother when it is not necessary-unless he can't help it.

"When Roxy throws your shoes away, I'll remind her not to forget your pile of height increasing insoles."

Jason grinned, and even compared his height with some leeway.Then he compared Damian's height with contempt and disgust.

Damian is actually pretty quick, taller than he was when he first came to Gotham, but the shortest guy in the family - even if he's just not developed - doesn't have any talk on it right.

Before the two of them fought and destroyed half of the Batcave, Bruce stopped their actions in good time, and said solemnly: "Okay!"

"We have more important things - look at their R&D people."

In fact, Jason didn't find it normal. From his resurrection until now, except for the big and small things in Gotham, he has paid little attention to the alliance, let alone Batman. Anomalies were detected.

"Dr. Angela Ziegler, a chief surgeon at a leading hospital, is currently researching applied nanobiology."

Tim stood up, and following his explanation on the largest screen of the Bat Computer, an ordinary ID photo appeared. The woman on the photo had blond hair and looked gentle and capable: "Currently working as a department in the research and development department of Hynix Security Company General manager."

"Wait, isn't that a security company? What do they want a PhD in nanobiology to develop?"

Jason almost reacted when Tim pointed out the problem. He blinked in surprise. Shouldn't the security company develop the protection system?

"It's not just her."

Tim typed on his microcomputer, and the next file replaced the original file belonging to Angela Ziegler: "Jack Morrison, former deputy commander of the tactical command, currently in Hynix The security company acts as a fighting coach."

Immediately following the next document: "Shimada Genji and Shimada Hanzo, the two sons of the Shimada family daimyo, the largest gangster group in Japan. Appeared within the company, no witnesses."

"Anna Amari and Farrell Emmali, this mother and daughter are the current power holders of Hynix Security Company. On the surface, Anna Amari is just the executive president. In fact, because the company is not listed, According to intelligence, most of the shares are in her hands."

"Wait, this name—" No matter how unfamiliar Jason was with family affairs, it was impossible for him to forget it after hearing it last night.

Isn't that Farrell Emmaly the best friend of Roxy's who has a strong sense of justice and has caused her to be beaten into the hospital many times since she was a child?

"That's right, so Bruce decided to let you go to California with Damian." Tim narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "You two have such a good relationship, if you go to Roxy to apologize together, she will definitely agree with you. right?"

"Did I mention that this isn't the first time I've tried to knock that damn smile off your face, Red?"

"More than once, Dahong."

It was almost noon when the plane landed.After I got out of the customs gate, I saw my best friend who was handsome since childhood was standing in front of the pick-up gate, waving happily at me.

She really looks a lot calmer, the person who was still licking my third brother's beautiful face with me half a year ago, now looks like that kind of mature.

To put it simply, it means being trampled into a social animal.

As expected, my best friend is the one who grew up with me, even though she is very different from her previous crazy appearance, she can still tell at a glance that I am slandering her in my heart.

She stretched her eight-pack abs, and angrily slapped me hard on the head, showing no mercy at all.

"It hurts! Farrell!" I complained loudly, and my best friend took the two huge suitcases in my hand, and they didn't look heavy at all. Seeing this, I asked casually: "You You won't really join the army, you look like he? Mom is stronger than Captain America."

My best friend rolled her eyes, apparently disapproving of my practice of which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Then she protested for herself: "I am muscular, okay—and it is impossible for a normal person to be stronger than Captain America! At least the ass is impossible!"

"What you said makes sense." I agreed, and then took out close-up photos of my father and my elder brother, a frontal photo of my father, and a profile photo of my elder brother: "Why don't you talk after reading this? "

My best friend is silent. The best friend who loves to argue with me since I was young has finally shut down!

I laughed conceitedly, and was shoved into her car viciously by my best friend. I sat on the passenger seat, turned my head to watch Riel stuff my suitcases into the trunk one by one, and then fell heavily Go to the rear door.

After my girlfriend got in the car, I spoke first: "I'm hungry, wife."

"Hey..." Farrell sighed with a headache, asked me what I wanted to eat while starting the car, and murmured and complained: "Why are you hungry again? Entertaining you... Doesn't she know that you eat more than cows? You are richer than me!"

I glanced at her in disgust: "When did I ask you to pay for a meal with you, you feel your own conscience and talk about it?"

"Whatever..." My girlfriend obviously just mentioned casually about who pays for the meal.

After all, the two of us are friends who can be beaten into the hospital for each other at any time. Aunt Anna has paid for my medical bills since I was a child. I basically ask her to hide these things from my foster parents.

"So, have you dealt with those things at home?" My best friend took the time to look back at me while driving: "You should have explained to them before you go out...I'm not talking about you, what kind of divergence are you talking about?" Sexual thinking, double literature?"

"Stop mentioning it!" I cried

Howled, tragically like a pig about to be killed: "I managed to convince myself to forget it!"

My girlfriend showed an evil smile, and I realized almost instantly that she did it on purpose!

"To be honest, you should have told your family that you are coming to find your friend. I don't want to be on the news page after a long time and become Miss Wayne's kidnapper." My girlfriend pushed down her sunglasses: "There is no money." It’s not worth it to spend it once.”

I fell suspiciously silent.

My best friend glanced at me, turned on the lights suddenly, temporarily parked the car on the side of the road, and then raised her voice and asked, "Did you tell your family?"

How could I possibly tell them that I was so embarrassed that I almost buried myself in the soil, that I misunderstood them and let them die, and I even said something like "substitute literature" in front of people, and when I ran away When everyone was sleeping, before Damian called me to get up for morning exercises in the early morning, I took my bag and ran away.

"One day, I will definitely be killed by you." My girlfriend murmured, and then continued to start her car, and said viciously while driving: "At least tell your dad, I don't want to sleep with you at night, and I'm already on the most wanted bounty list in the morning."

"My dad wouldn't do that kind of thing." I said weakly.

"Your dad is Bruce Wayne." My girlfriend said coldly, "Even if he sleeps with Tony Stark one day, it's not impossible."

"Shut up!" I screamed, "You've insulted my dad and my idol!"

Under the pressure of my best friend, I reluctantly sent a message to my dad, telling him that I will go back to Gotham before school starts, and I am in California with my best friend during this time.Then I would go straight to Fawcett City to find the Vasquez couple and my younger siblings.

My dad replied quickly, and he didn't seem to mind the oolong I had yesterday. However, the most important thing about social death is not other people's opinions, but your own.

I said in front of my father that I hope the spirit of his son who died in suspended animation can rest in peace, help me.

But in the final analysis, isn't it the fault of their fake death!Who would have guessed!

After forcibly transferring my own negligence to my second brother and my father, the frightening feeling of social death finally subsided a little. I put down the phone and left it all behind, and then started annoying my girlfriend : "So what's delicious, I've never been to Los Angeles in my life—"

"Don't worry, I'll just wait..." Just as my best friend was distracted while driving and responded to me, her phone on the car phone holder rang, and I saw a big word "Mom" on it : "Aunt Anna? Do you want me to pick it up for you?"

"Amplify..."

I pressed the speaker on the phone, and before I could talk to Aunt Anna, I heard a hurried voice on the other end of the phone: "Farier, get off the road right now—"

Almost instantly, my best friend's eyes were as sharp as swords, she turned the steering wheel suddenly, and at the same time as the car shifted at a large angle, I heard the sound of the window glass breaking.

Grass, is that a bullet hole!

"What's going on!" My best friend asked hurriedly, our car was quickly driven to the path by my best friend after the bullet passed: "Didn't they stop fighting with us?"

"No, it's local." Aunt Anna said briefly, "An organization called the League of Assassins."

?

No, what kind of magical unfolding is this?

"It's for Roxie, take her back to the headquarters immediately, and I'll explain to you in detail." Aunt Anna on the phone turned around and said to me: "Welcome to Los Angeles, dear of."

To be honest, I want to go back to Gotham.

After my girlfriend hung up the phone, I looked at her furiously, folded my arms and asked, "What's going on? Who is that? What does Aunt Anna mean?"

"It's too late to explain to you now." My best friend felt more anxious than me: "Sit still."

Almost

As soon as my best friend finished speaking, I slammed into the soft passenger seat. Our car speed soared at this moment. I even thought that the few Ferraris and Porsches in my father's garage might be as high as Less than this speed.

I feel like I'm flying in a rocket.

Under such pressure, I couldn't say anything at all. I shivered and grabbed my mobile phone, and I didn't dare to interrupt the concentration of my best friend who was racing at a high speed. To crash and die in Los Angeles.

Fuck, the most dangerous thing I've ever experienced since I was a child may not be just being aimed at by that bullet, but it's still sitting in my best friend's car!

We were driving on the small road at such a high speed, and I asked in a low voice: "The surrounding area is so empty, didn't the TV say that empty places are easy to be sniped?"

Farrell's serious face softened when he heard that, and he seemed to want to laugh a little, and a little pride appeared on his face: "That's because there is no best sniper in the world to cover them—— And we have."

How did we have it? I remember you told me when you were in college that you would never join the army in your life, right?

Could it be a mercenary?Yesterday, I heard from Jay and Jason that part of the chaos in Gotham is due to the large number of mercenaries who accept murder on the black market.

Besides the army and mercenaries, how can there be any snipers in this world?

I know that at this moment, I must be full of question marks.But I have been beaten into the hospital with my best friend in my life, not a hundred times, but fifty times. The matter of "trusting her" has long been carved into my bone marrow. At this time, it is impossible for me to question her. .

But the question mark in my heart is really about to explode. I decided to ask the big boss of Gongdou who has been immersed in the wealthy family for many years. Maybe my father has really heard of it. Isn’t a rich man like him the best? Are you good at——

There is no connotation of my father, he is a super sugar heart, no one can dislike Bruce Wayne.

I squatted on the passenger seat, the bullet screen in my heart was frantically swiping the screen, and my hands didn't stop at all.

[Dad, do you know what happened just now!My best friend came to pick me up, and then we were sniped on the way. Shouldn't things like sniping happen on the battlefield?

Then my best friend said that I was being targeted. The other party was from the League of Assassins. Fuck, I had never heard of them. Why was I being targeted?Do you know who they are? 】

Not even two seconds after the message was sent, my cell phone rang suddenly, and I frantically pressed to answer it. My father's voice sounded very serious on the other end: "What's going on? What is the League of Assassins? Assassinated?"

Grass, if you ask me, I don’t know either!

My best friend who was racing at extreme speed reached out and pressed the loudspeaker, and then said: "Mr. Wayne, this is Roxie's friend Faree Emily, we will temporarily protect Roxie's safety, please don't worry."

My dad's phone sounded terribly silent, and after a few seconds he finally spoke: "What's the purpose of Hynix Security Company?"

"As expected of a sponsor of the Justice League—my mother will contact you for details, and now we will enter the headquarters under the cover of our snipers, and you can just send someone over when the time comes."

I really couldn't understand a single word my best friend said. Is this the reason why I was called an idiot beauty in the previous pheasant university?

"I'll go straight over... Roxy, protect yourself." My dad hung up the phone hastily, and now I'm like a passive receiver of information.

About to explode due to the amount of information poured in, I cast my blank gaze on my girlfriend, only to see our car crash into a barn in a split second.

Hastily, you are going to die!

I closed my eyes abruptly, but the expected impact did not appear, and then I opened my eyes, and what caught my eyes was a super high-tech look that might only appear inside Stark Industries facilities, my girlfriend stopped the car.Then he moved my luggage and myself out of the car very quickly.

She led me to stand in front of the gate, reached out and pressed my head on the palm print lock, a very elegant female voice sounded, sounding beyond him.

Mom is handsome...

"Welcome back to Overwatch, Pharah."

"I'm Athena, it's my pleasure to serve you."