Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

A few days passed, and I still didn't see the arrest of the serial perverted killer from my brother or the news reports. Until this time, I finally felt that something might be wrong.

In normal times, when Clark Jr. hadn't said anything to me, I probably wouldn't have.

But since that guy already mentioned ghosts in fantasy, and told my dad to look for magic-side heroes if he needed something, I'm a little surprised that there's no progress so far.

I don’t know about others, but when I was chatting with my elder brother not long ago, I realized that Batman once had the title of the world’s number one detective, which sounds so handsome.

Closer to home, since my father has such a name, he must be reliable in handling cases.

And like this, he has been chasing down the serial perverted murderer for a week, but it seems that he has gained nothing.

Just when I was about to ask my dad about the situation, I heard the news about this matter from Tim who seemed to be drained of all energy.

"I got it..." After my third brother heard about it, his expression seemed a little complicated: "Actually, it's been a while since I caught it, but it's a bit weird, that's why Bruce hasn't told you about it. .”

weird?Can it be as weird as those half-orcs that I saw that day and came out of the movie? That's the weirdness of going from two-dimensional to three-dimensional!

"They caught a cloud of fog." Maybe it was because of my disbelief that Tim sighed and said.

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You say again they caught a ball of what?

"Bruce asked Professor X to check it out yesterday. The prisoner is not a mutant. The amazing thing is that even Professor X can't read his mind."

I know Professor X, although he doesn’t often appear in the news, he is also the leader of the mutant superhero organization X-Men, leading the peaceful dove mutants to coexist peacefully with humans for decades, which can be said to be the peace of all races Career as a legend of lifelong ambition.

At the same time, there is also his legendary incomparably powerful mind reading and control ability.

When Tim said that, I probably knew how serious it was.

I even have a... not so good guess.

"I can……"

"Do not……"

Almost when I was about to say something, Tim interrupted me. The big boy who just graduated from college narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at me, and said emphatically again: "No."

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hateful!Obviously I am the elder sister, what is going on with this guy!

But Tim refused so resolutely without even knowing the reasons and consequences of my wanting to help them. I don't believe that there is no instruction from my father behind it. This "fantasy ghost" incident.

Strange to say, I am so happy when I don’t have to work, I can’t wait to lie in bed all day and the only exercise is to eat.

But now that my father forbids me to participate, I suddenly understand Jason's rebellious behavior.

That sounds really upsetting!

I glared at Tim unhappily, and then I went back to the ground through the passage between the bat cave and the mansion, and then I ran into the kitchen and got a can of iced fat house happy water, and filled it up in one gulp Still upset after that.

Since I'm not happy, then I'm going to find someone to trouble me, so that people can accompany me to be unhappy.

In the past, I would definitely go to my best friend directly.But isn't this a full half of the United States away from my best friend? If I take a plane there, I will lose my temper when I arrive. Wouldn't it be a loss?

So after thinking for a few seconds, I went back to the room and changed into a handsome leather jacket and pants, which matched with my big black hair hanging down to my waist. It looked beautiful and rustic in the mirror, and was perfectly matched by my picture. The very similar faces of the Prince of Gotham make it difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Then I got on the most expensive-looking heavy bike in the garage.It is said to be a birthday present from my father to my elder brother.

It stayed in Wayne Manor because it was too conspicuous, and almost everyone except my elder brother rode it.

Yes, even Damian has ridden it.

That being the case, how can I make an exception!

The muffled sound of the engine starting came to mind after I started the locomotive. It seemed that even the exhaust gas from this car smelled like US dollars. No wonder my elder brother didn’t take it to Bludhaven. The En family's garage is not conspicuous at all.

But if it's in the home of a hard-working Brudhaven detective, it's inappropriate to tell everyone I'm super rich, come and watch me.

Although Richard? Grayson as Bruce? Wayne adopted son of this matter and did not cover up.

But no one would have guessed this matter without a special investigation.After all, there are so many people with the same name and surname in this world. I have met dozens of people with the surname Grayson in New York, and one of them is even a police detective.

But his rank is higher than my elder brother, and he has already taken the position of bureau chief.

While thinking casually, I tightened the accelerator and drove along the road to Gotham Island.

"That's why you came to the Iceberg restaurant to smash the scene?" Jason sat in front of me and gritted his teeth. He just kicked one of his men away about 5 minutes ago, just to get me, the famous man, from the guy's gun. Miss Wayne family was rescued.

"I just told the front desk to call your boss out to me, how do I know they love you so much." I rolled my eyes and protested softly: "This is not a mess!"

"I've convinced you, it's not good for you to have anything to do with me, Roxy." Jason really looked like he had a headache.

But I didn't feel sleepy when I heard this, and retorted loudly: "Even if they don't know that we are brothers and sisters, can't we be friends on the surface? Why is it not good for me?"

"Miss Wayne, who has been living outside for a long time, suddenly caught up with Red Hood, the leader of Gotham who currently controls most of the underground military fire sales channels. It may be more convenient for me to do things, but you will be targeted." Jason He lowered his gaze: "I have many enemies."

I do believe this, but with your character of making enemies everywhere, it's hard to believe that you don't have many enemies.

"I'm not afraid." I protested softly. At this time, there was a trembling knock on the door. It was almost possible to hear that they were really scared from the sound of knocking on the door. Jason raised his stance a little. The volume let them in, and only then did I see the poor bastard who just drew a gun at me and was kicked away by Jason moved in with a bruised nose and a swollen face, holding a large plate of delicious food.

That's right, he moved it step by step, as if I was some kind of scourge.

I looked at him with great interest, and I couldn't help laughing until he put away all the food and rushed out like a scourge chasing him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do you think your subordinates think that the two of us are supporting each other?" I looked at Jason excitedly. I have seen this kind of thing several times in TV dramas. The rich and powerful guy pretends to be poor and is supported by the routine. The plot of my boyfriend/girlfriend has become popular recently.

"Eat your food! What kind of crap TV show do you watch every day?" Jason rolled his eyes and leaned back on the sofa: "That guy is not someone who is loyal to me, he is just I just want to confirm your identity so that I can report back to the master behind him."

Well, I can see this too.

"I'll deal with the Penguin, he seems to be enjoying himself a bit in Arkham."

Jason said coldly, then he stretched out his hand to grab some French fries, dipped some of the super delicious truffle cream sauce and stuffed it into his mouth: "Don't tell me you came here because you wanted to upset me , or I will take you to practice now."

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This can't be fixed, brother!How can I go back after I finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering of being beaten!

I quickly adjusted my expression, and said very seriously: "No, my dear and handsome second brother, the thing is like this—"

I talked about it in detail a few days ago when little Clark? Kent approached me and said

I didn't intend to hide those words from my brothers. I only told my father that day because it was strange to mention them specifically.

And I thought my dad would tell them directly, but judging from Tim's reaction today, he should only know about the "ghost in fantasy".Without knowing about the fact that I'm not always in this world.

I have to find a time to talk to my brother and Tim.

What?Damian?Is there any difference between that guy and not telling him?Could it be that Damian would still slip into his sister's arms with concern, comforting softly, "Sister, everything will be fine, brother, I will protect you."?Even thinking about it, I have to shake off the little bit of fat that just grew on my body.

If Damian did hear it, he might just ask me what's the difference between a dog in another world and a dog in this world, and then ask if I can bring him one?

If that's the case, I'll definitely bring him a Beagle.

"That guy really didn't tell the truth." However, after I finished speaking, Jason narrowed his eyes and looked a little, corrected, very upset: "What the hell is the old man doing?"

I slowly put out a question mark, and then I learned from Jason how the little Clark who suddenly appeared in my room was chased away by my father and brothers on the day I made an appointment with the professor to meet online. The superman who arrived carried it to the watchtower.

I finally know why that guy didn't bother me until two days ago after that day.

Pfft, he.

He was given five extraterrestrial missions by my father, and he completed fifteen circles in eight galaxies. He only returned to Earth a few days ago.