Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

It was like the unfolding of some magical story, and I stared at little Clark, squinting and waiting for what he would say next.

However, the most annoying thing about this damned Du Wei is that he always only half-spoken!

Almost in the next second, he shrugged his shoulders, lifted his feet off the ground, and floated up in front of me: "It seems that there is no way to abduct you to see that guy today... I have to say, your dad is really on guard." My heart is heavy."

which guy?

Wait, isn't it the serial perverted murderer?

"Hey, wait, you know—"

"I can guess that that kind of ghost in fantasy is not something that superheroes on the technological side of us can deal with. Let your father take care of the Dark Justice League."

Little Clark, that cub, disappeared in front of me directly after leaving such a big mystery behind.

And almost in less than five seconds, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from a distance, rushing towards my room.

I have to defend my dad and my brothers, they can be said to be elusive when they move at night, and I don’t know why I can always hear their footsteps when I’m at home.

Could it be that my hearing is highly enhanced after being injected with Extremis?

"Roxy?" Synchronized with the stopped footsteps, it was the sound of my father knocking open the door of my room, and I was holding the piece of fabric stuffed by the little Clark in my hand a little dullly——

According to him, it was a suit tailored for me using the so-called Kryptonian technology——Looking blankly at the door: "Uh, Dad? You're not going to the Wayne Building—"

"Clark? Kent?" Before I could finish my sentence, my dad hurriedly interrupted me. I continued to nod blankly, not thinking that my dad would be calling his old friend who was the number one partner in the world now. Well, it is really troublesome for two people to have the same name. For example, now, I still need to tell which Clark Kent my dad is talking about.

And Batman's insight is really not covered, the next second my father's attention fell on the piece of fabric in my hand, he frowned tightly, and his deep voice contained a strong "Batman doesn't think it's okay." ", stared at me and asked, "What is he doing here?"

Then I also really want to know!This guy is like a riddle man, he appeared in front of me out of nowhere and said something about a perverted serial murderer.It's even mentioned that I wasn't in this world for a while.

I can say with great confidence that my memory has never been confused in my life. There is no way to verify what he said. Is he out of his mind?

However, I can't ignore it.

If he was just a difficult superhuman drug user I met on the Internet, then even if he frantically bombarded the army saying that the world was going to end when I was typing this book, I might not give him a look.

But little Clark Kent's status as Superboy-Prime basically made it impossible for me not to take it seriously.

I'm not going to do the kind of TV show indecision that kills the whole family.Whether it's about the serial perverted murderer or about myself, I'm going to tell my dad everything.

The Wayne family chases stars first, Batman can solve any problem.

The second rule of the Wayne family chasing stars, even if there are problems that Batman cannot solve, still refer to the first rule.

In layman's terms, since I have a decathlon who is clearly an ordinary person, rich, beautiful, and IQ.

It is said that the backup plan in my head can go around the earth three times and there is still daddy left, so why do I not rely on him?

I'm a salted fish!

So I blinked, and after quickly sorting out the things that just happened that still made me a little confused in my mind, I first raised the battle suit in my hand: "Things have to start from when I just played the game." Let's start talking about-"

……

After I confirmed that I hadn't missed all the details and told my dad about the matter, I watched my dad sink into thought in front of me, obviously not Bruce? Prince of Gotham.Bruce's expression came across my dad's face, but mine.

It's different from when I first returned home, I've already gotten used to my father's completely different personality from those on TV, newspapers and magazines.

Rather, after spending so much time with my dad, Baby Bruce's character design is more like a fake leather case wrapped around the real Bruce Wayne, packaging the real Batman of the night into a A handsome and straw man who is loved by everyone, blooms when flowers bloom, and has a flat tire when the car sees it.

"If..." At this moment, my father finally said: "If it is said by the Supreme Superman, then the credibility can reach more than 85%."

?

Wait, wait, so what he said - that the serial psycho murderer who was after me was actually a fantasy ghost, and that I wasn't in this world all the time turned out to be true!

No, didn't I take the script of ordinary people's salted fish life?Dad, are you right or wrong?

"Superboy-Prime comes from a multiverse different from ours. In his world—the Origin Universe—we are just characters in comics... Even Superman is not as powerful as Superboy-Prime."

My dad didn't explain it too clearly, but I'm not really an idiot either.So after being stunned for a few seconds, I reacted.

This means that little Clark can beat Superman, there is no need to deceive me, right?

"I will investigate this matter, but, Roxy—" my father paused for two seconds, and after I completely transferred my somewhat chaotic thoughts to him, my father's sharp blue eyes softened slightly Somewhat, like when he showed up to me on the first day and asked me if I wanted to go to dinner.

"Never question your own existence."

"Hey hey hey-"

"Hey hey hey-"

My girlfriend on the other end of the video rolled her eyes again, and asked angrily, "Can you stop your smirk? Dear Miss Roxy?"

"I didn't expect that my dad could still say that to me!" I said excitedly. In fact, I hadn't contacted Faree for several days.

After all, after the New York superhero special exhibition event, I think Overwatch’s speculation may be more than half true, and the so-called world fusion may really have something to do with me.

I don't dare to make such a big deal by myself.Although I was able to hide the past from my girlfriends—

Although she is a secret agent, her eyesight has been particularly bad since she was a child, which is mainly reflected in the fact that she has never seen it every time I acted since she was a child—but it is related to their world and their annihilated history. It is really impossible to hide some information from her as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Faree seemed to be very busy some time ago. I didn’t dare until yesterday after I told my dad about the vague words of Superman Supreme, and my dad said that he would take care of it and inform Overwatch about the progress Connect with my girlfriend.

After all, she still doesn't know my father's secret identity at all.

"He's your father, what's so strange about that." Faree said speechlessly, but she didn't understand at all!This thing can be taped to show off to my brothers!

When I didn't know my father's secret identity, it was okay to say, although my father at that time was not as ostentatious as the playboy on TV, he was more majestic like a father.

But it is still not as taciturn and serious as Batman's state, often with a picture of [Dad doesn't think so.jpg] or [Do you think Batman thinks this is ok. jpg] looks so respectful that I dare not even raise my pillow to greet him.

Thinking of this, I kind of miss the days when I could hit my dad with a pillow. I'll find Damian to relive the family's happy daily life after a while.

"Oh, you don't understand. You know my dad before. He's not as dandy as the outside world imagines, is he?"

Although I can't tell my girlfriend about my father's secret identity, it's okay to defend him a little bit. Although the misunderstanding of my father by others is intentional, I always feel sorry for him when I think about it.

Obviously my dad's kindness and excellence should be shown in the eyes of the whole world.

Possible

pity.

Too bad this is Gotham.

"Why are you in a daze again? By the way, how is your thesis going?" Farrell asked after calling me a few times on the other end of the video: "I've been busy reading recently, and the thesis plus my mother The job I was given, and old Jack—he's a perpetual fiend."

"Forcing you to train again?" I looked at Farrell sympathetically. If I spent the time when I didn't understand my master, I might feel sorry for Farrell.

But ever since I was beaten by my master and Jason at the same time, I know that my master is simply one of the representatives of kindness and kindness.

Shimada Hanzo, my superman.

"Don't mention it, our paper deadline has even been advanced without warning... What about you?"

I paused, then carefully raised the switch in my hand, and showed her the picture of Pokémon: Arceus on it: "Hey, it's like this, I've been playing for two months, and I can still play it visually By the end of December..."

"Click..." Half a second later, the video disconnected in front of me, and the only thing that stayed in my pupils was Faree's expressionless face and her left middle finger raised high.

Oh, and that painful whisper that still echoes in my ears, it even feels like an indescribable whisper in a legend.

"Go to hell, you bloody salted fish."

What happened to the salted fish, how much happiness we salted fish have brought to the world!