Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

"It's wrong to sneak up on a lady." I widened my eyes.

Dick grabbed my calf, let me sit firmly on his shoulder, and retorted calmly, "Running out of the room without shoes in the middle of the night is not something a lady should do."

Jason pointed the phone camera at me, and didn't even bother to turn off the shutter sound, "Aren't ladies' feet cold? If you catch a cold, be careful that Ah Fu will tie you up and give you medicine."

"You are slandering that old gentleman's reputation." I accused angrily.

Dick started to move and I rocked back and forth, grabbing his hair to steady myself in panic.

"Ouch!" he protested loudly. "Can I let my hair go, miss?"

Jason showed a cold and sarcastic smile, "Pull, make him bald!"

I lightened the strength on my hands, and said a little aggrieved, "I can't sit still, why don't you let me down."

"That's not okay," Dick shook his head and walked upstairs with my back on his back. "We won't give you another chance to escape."

I lowered my head, grabbed his bangs and looked at him upside down, "You have scratches on the bridge of your nose, you should deal with it."

Remember to put me down before going to treat the wound, and it would be even better to take away the photographer who can only take pictures and be weird.

"That makes sense," Dick nodded seriously, "We can go together, or Jason is here to watch over you."

"Oh, all right," I agreed sullenly, and was carried into the game room without dignity on Dick's shoulders.

Jason shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that your trick didn't work out, you're so cute and stupid."

Even if he doesn't talk, I don't think he's dumb.A handsome boy doesn't need to have a long mouth, and it is enough to have a good-looking face for people to admire.

I was arranged to sit on the sofa in the game room. Jason rummaged through the cabinet to find a small medicine kit, and found plaster and gauze to help Dick treat the wound.

I hugged my knees and stared at them, "Where's Kassan?"

"She has something to deal with." Dick leaned over under Jason's cover, showing half of his face to me, "Come back soon, can't you sleep alone?"

"No. I don't want to sleep."

"Would you like to play a game?" Dick asked. "We can play a game with you."

"Are you crazy, man?" Jason couldn't believe it. "Are you a silly father of a daughter who emerged from the cracks in the ground? This is too different from your position!"

Dick ignored him completely, and seeing that I didn't refuse, he punched his palm, "Just right, we can play while we wait for Kashan to come back."

He looked for game CDs in the cabinet with great interest, "How about Super Mario, we haven't cleared the level yet. It's okay for three people to play Monopoly."

"Go play house alone," Jason said, standing up, "I'm going to bed, my upper and lower eyelids are fighting."

Dick collapsed sensitively, stretched his body and grabbed his hand.He is at least [-]% similar to the Samoyed raised by Jack's family. He looked at people pitifully with watery eyes, "Please, Jason."

Jason's expression bounced back and forth between nausea and shaken. Finally, he kicked Dick angrily and sat down in front of us, "Okay, it's up to you, you're satisfied."

He raged at Dick's triumphant snicker, "If I don't sleep till noon tomorrow, I swear I'm going to throw you into Gotham Bay!"

In the middle of the night, we somehow sat around in the game room and started playing Monopoly.

Jason said that he was reluctant, but in fact he killed all directions in the game, chasing Dick fiercely.The two boys quickly forgot about me and fell into an endless loop of mutual provocation.

They seemed to be really tired, and at the end of the game, both of them started to nod like chickens pecking at rice.For a while, their eyes slowly closed and did not open again.There was a regular snoring sound in the game room.

I quietly leaned over and waved in front of them, "Are you awake?"

The snoring became more rhythmic.

I took out the erasable pen in the game box, thought for a moment, happily chose a beautiful pattern, and drew a small flower on each of the two foreheads.This is a reward for playing games with me, I am a considerate lady.

The door of the game room opened silently, and Kashan walked in, "Are you sleepy?"

She looked at the two boys who had fallen asleep on the carpet and spotted my masterpiece.

Kashan raised her lips, "It's a good drawing." She took the pen in my hand and added a little heart on their faces.

She took out the blanket from the cabinet and covered them, "They are very tired, let them rest for a while."

"Then they should go to bed instead of playing games with me."

"They're just trying to cheer you up," Kassan said, and she held out her hands to me. "A hug?"

I tried hard to think about the meaning of her words, but I couldn't figure it out. "hug."

We hugged each other for a while, and Kashan took my hand, "Let's go, let's go back to sleep."

They have flowers on their heads that I drew, so I'm going to be nice to them.Since Kashan said that they are very tired, then I will not run away for the time being.

But the grudge that my second uncle threw me in someone else's house still has to be remembered, he is not my good second uncle.

"Are you sleepy?" Bruce asked the next morning, sitting next to me as I yawned over breakfast.

"None of your business." I warned him, "If you ask again, I'll fork the sausage off your plate."

He froze for a moment, then moved the sausage fork to my plate, "Can I ask now?"

People have short mouths, but the key is that this sausage is delicious.I told him what happened last night, and he fell into his own world again, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are you thinking?"

He didn't answer, didn't eat, but frowned at the carrots on the plate.

I decided to give him another chance.

"Did you sleep last night?"

He was still the same, I stretched out my hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and he looked at me blankly.

It turned out that he was not cursed and turned into a statue.

I jumped down with the plate, sat down next to Kashan in a long circle, and made a face at the confused Bruce.

"Are you angry?" Kassan asked.

"I'm angry, super angry." I poked a fork into the carrot, "Boys without mouths are really annoying."

Dick and Jason are always busy, and occasionally Cass disappears to help them.Alfred usually looks after me and Bruce, who always does his own thing.

I complained to Kashan and the others, and their expressions were very meaningful.

Jason even took out his mobile phone to record, "You are right, I want to record this passage and pass it on as a classic forever."

"Why do you always want me to be with him," I slammed the pillow on Jason's head, "I don't want to play with him, he's so boring."

"Forgive him," Dick said, "after all, at this age, he has only Alfred as his relative."

"Aren't you his relatives?" Otherwise, why do you all live in his house.

They looked at each other, and Dick smiled. "It's different."

He didn't continue to talk about this topic, "If there is no accident, you can go home tonight."

"really?"

"If nothing else," Dick said emphatically.

"You don't know how long I've been chasing the man who shot at you. That lucky bastard probably can't bear the gap from the mayor's son-in-law to a prison regular, but he can get the time adjustment Gun. Then a mysterious science lab popped up, and there was new work to do..."

Jason covered my ears and rolled his eyes, "Don't listen to him complain, this is the fifth time he has said it."

"Dick's going to be a dehydrated fish if he doesn't talk," Kassan said, her expression as calm as ever, as if it wasn't a sarcasm.

Dick said everything would be back to normal in the evening, and he took me and Bruce to the mysterious cave under the manor.

It was cool there, but it looked a little spooky and I was a little scared.

Kassan helped me to lie on a table, and I grabbed her hand and repeatedly confirmed to her, "Is it about to end? You didn't lie to me."

"I'm not kidding you," she assured me. "The worst you can do is you're still the same, but it's not too bad."

"Will you stay with me all the time?"

Dick wondered, "It's kind of hard, you can't keep holding Cass by the hand, Lulu."

"I'm scared."

The other hand came from the side and grabbed my sleeve, "If you are afraid, you can pull me, or pull the sleeve."

Bruce sat next to me, "It's my turn next, we both come at the same time."

Dick and him looked at each other, weighing the possibilities, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"No difference," Bruce said, sitting a little farther in so I could grab his sleeves in my hands.

"Come on, just let him go." Jason kicked the swivel chair and turned around. He sat in front of a computer with a huge display screen, pushing himself back and forth and sliding back and forth. You have to die."

"Can you say something nice?" Dick glared at him.

I took Bruce by the sleeve and hid my face behind him, "Aren't you scared? There are a lot of bats here, and it's very dark."

"Don't be afraid," he shook his head. "If you are afraid, you can close your eyes. I will help you pay attention to your surroundings."

At this time, he seemed to be less annoying than usual. I shrank back a little, trying to shrink myself into a small one and hide behind him.

"Thank you, I will trouble you then."

I closed my eyes tightly, afraid to hear what was going on around me.They seemed to be chatting about minutiae, but none of that was my concern.

Bruce's sleeves might be torn by me, and the cuff buttons on his cuffs were pulled looser and looser by me.

Give him a new pair of cufflinks next time as a gift, I thought, and lost consciousness.

......

......

I'm Lucille Crane, 16 years old, the useless young lady of the Crane family. I emphasize that I will not be able to inherit the family property in the future, so I don't have to worry about someone pursuing my family status.

Originally, I was supposed to spend my ordinary day at school, but everything in front of me obviously had nothing to do with "ordinary".

I am now in a cold and dark underground cave, facing rows of high-tech weapons and computers with huge screens that look expensive at first glance, and four kidnappers, three men and one woman.

Oh, look closely, they all look pretty good.

Is there any appearance requirement to be a kidnapper these days?

can i join them