Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

I knew it was impossible for this world to just let me go, a beautiful, kind, innocent girl.

Even if the world spares me, my own father will drive me into the abyss of despair.

The comments, tweets, and retweets on Twitter are almost overwhelming the high-end mobile phone produced by Wayne Group in my hand. I am afraid that the vibration will continue like this. I will not even think about it for a day. use my phone.

So I turned off all the Twitter reminders as quickly as possible, and at this moment I gained the peace that belongs to human beings.

To say that the last time I encountered such a situation was the last time.

That’s when Tony retweeted my picture and said that I did a good job. Damn it, it’s all about detonating my twitter. Why can’t my dad also praise my painting!

Am I not worth it!

I looked up at the time, and it was indeed almost my off-duty time.So after thinking for a few seconds, I picked up my phone and called my dad.

This guy, damn it!Detonate the hatred of Twitter, I will use all your property in exchange!

……

"Dad!"

Bruce Wayne picked up the phone in a good mood, and the expected voice appeared on the other end of the phone. He tried hard to suppress his smile, and said seriously: "What's wrong, Roxy?"

"That tweet—" Roxie's voice on the phone sounded hesitant to speak, as if he didn't know what to say, and finally he could only say a harsh sentence: "Damn it!"

But the phone didn't hang up. Two seconds later, Roxie spoke again, with a flaunting tone in his tone: "How is my drawing, isn't it good?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows. As a rich n generation who has seen countless artists and famous works since he was a child, paintings like Roxy who have not received professional training are obviously not special in his eyes.But the matter of tasting itself is different due to personal aesthetics.

Presumably, after Roxy no longer used painting as a means of sustaining his life, it had evolved into a hobby of the other party.

"It's a good drawing, when will you draw one for Dad?" He said kindly, and at the same time he didn't forget to bring Roxy back to the previous pit.

"You're here again!" Roxy sighed helplessly. Bruce heard the sound of packing up from the other end of the phone. In order to prevent his daughter from really turning against him, he didn't go home this weekend——

Alfred had already given him two days of [Alfred felt embarrassed] - he decisively changed the subject at this moment.

"Are you ready to leave work?"

This is a very simple guess that can be made, and the time is now approaching five o'clock in the afternoon.

And no matter how much Bruce Wayne himself disagreed with Tony Stark, he would not say that the other party was a boss who would criticize his employees.

Just for this week, that guy was eager to give Roxie a half-week vacation, in fact, this was one of the reasons why Bruce would let Roxie go to New York.

Even though Stark has countless glitches, he is still a superhero worthy of respect.

Even if many times his approach is not agreeable.

But Roxy's safety is not worrying.After all, her place of work is not the New York branch of Stark Industries.

As Pepper asked to hire a little assistant to watch Tony eat breakfast and lunch, Roxy naturally had to stay where Stark was most often.

The Avengers Tower where half of the Avengers are gathered.

"Yes, Mr. Stark and the Avengers seem to be going to Washington for a meeting today. It is said that there is a secret meeting? I don't know, so Mr. Stark asked me to do something by myself, just don't stay until After five."

"It's the first time I met a boss who is afraid of people working overtime." Roxi on the other end of the phone muttered softly, and then said happily: "But this is not bad, it's still early, I'm planning to go to Yelp two days ago I saw a Japanese restaurant, and I heard that the reviews are very good... If it is really delicious, next time Dad comes to New York, let's go eat."

"it is good……"

The slight sound of the elevator did not

Ignored by Batman's ears, even from the mobile phone, the world's number one detective can still deduce that Roxy's current location should have come down from the elevator and reached the first floor of the Avengers Building.

Roxie on the phone greeted the doorman happily. The other party obviously saw that Roxie was talking on the phone, so he didn't say much, but after greeting Roxie the same way, his voice fell silent.

"So, did Damian obediently go to school today?"

"No……"

Bruce knew that his tone must be full of helplessness, but asking Damian to go to school was not for learning.

Even he couldn't say something like "You have to work hard" to his son who already has three doctorates at the age of 14.

Damian is too aggressive.

The purpose of letting Damian go to school is to meet classmates and friends of his age.

Although Damian still only talks to Joe now, he has gained something anyway, so Bruce is not too strict.

"That guy sent a message yesterday to mock me for not even graduating from college, and asked me to call him brother instead!" Roxi said angrily, obviously waiting for this time to complain to his father: "Dad, I will tell you Say, Damian will be beaten outside sooner or later!"

"I'm more worried about him hitting someone else."

"Uh..." Both sides fell into silence, and then Roxi on the other end of the phone changed the subject first: "But that store is a bit far away, I think I'd better take a taxi."

"Well, on the way..."

"Bang!" The instant gunshots interrupted Bruce's instructions, and the man who was sitting in front of the bat computer stood up suddenly: "Roxy? Roxy?"

"Target confirmed, Roxy Wayne has been captured."

……

"Calm down, Bruce..." Clark Kent was actually very anxious as he said this.

Just half an hour ago, he accidentally heard a wave of conversations between the father and daughter of the Wayne family because someone on the phone mentioned Roxi Wayne, a name he was concerned about, when he reacted and prepared to When I shifted my super-hearing attention to other places, I heard the gunshot that was enough to break all the silence.

He was at work and almost rushed out of the Daily Planet at his fastest speed, and he didn't even have time to ask his boss Perry for leave. However, when he arrived at the scene half a minute before the incident, there was nothing but a pool of blood and Apart from the terrified pedestrians, there was no trace at all.

And he couldn't even hear Roxy's heartbeat.

This only means two possibilities, one is that someone is guarding against Superman's super hearing.So prepended the lead against his discovery.

And another possibility.

"Did you find her? Superman?" Batman's voice seemed to ring in his ears.However, Superman, who has always been able to respond to his partner, was silent.

He found nothing but blood on the ground.

And even after half an hour passed, Superman had already stepped on the floor of the Batcave, and even a few people in Gotham had gathered except for Dick who had to work, they still found nothing.

"The tracker was blocked at the moment the gunshot fired." Tim said with a cold face, the timing was very subtle.

Since there wasn't much time left for the kidnappers, Superman arrived on the scene just half a minute later, also because of the necessary human disguise when he emerged from the Daily Planet.

And the tracker is only destroyed for a few seconds in the morning or a few seconds in the evening.Both he and Bruce can trace each other's clues.

But for a moment...

It is not so easy to block the five trackers on Roxy's body in an instant.

Unless the other party also has a powerful all-around hacker.

"All the surveillance cameras on the road have been replaced, and all old files have been destroyed." Jason, who was also sitting on the ground with a copy of a computer, twitched his mouth: "I'm well prepared."

"Uh..." Bruce was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Overwatch."

"B?"

"Contact Overwatch."

……

In the pitch-black underground warehouse, there was an unconscious girl lying on a clean and soft bed. The drip seemed to be coming to an end, and there was a thick bloodstain on her bandaged left shoulder.

"Hey..." The Latin-American English echoed in the air, and the girl on the bed trembled slightly but didn't open her eyes: "I know you're awake."

The girl on the bed did not move, but a figure appeared beside the bed. The girl with half of her hair shaved looked very cyberpunk.

"They injected you with something, are you sure you don't want to know what it is?"

"The new virus developed by Santello, your boss's movement is obviously too big, and they have noticed something is wrong."

Santello Company, that is one of the companies that Miss Pepper went to France to discuss cooperation with, and it is also the company that Tony Stark tried every means to avoid cooperation, could it be?

The girl on the bed—or Roxy—suddenly opened her eyes, but without making any major movements, she stared at the figure that suddenly appeared: "Who are you, and why am I here?"

"I have no malice." The girl raised the corners of her lips, raised her hands, and put on a gesture of surrender: "I know your friend, that...Fariel Emily from Overwatch."

"I've saved your life, dear...or rather, I'm still saving your life."

"You can call me Black Shadow." She cut off the drip with one hand and said with a smile.

"Like I said, I'm here to make friends."