[Zhongyingmei] Don't panic, I can still live!

Bruce folded his hands on his chin, quietly thinking about the purpose of this series of actions.

Gotham has not had fresh blood for a long time, and the upper-level resources here are almost completely controlled. It is impossible for the Wayne Group to fight against the entire Gotham family by itself, and they can only strive for a balance among them.

Ordinary companies are afraid of Gotham's intertwined forces, and companies with some background are even more reluctant to enter the muddy waters of Gotham. Although 100% profits are worth risking people's lives, what if Gotham itself represents evil.Under such circumstances, it is difficult not to make Bruce suspicious of being able to enter Gotham quietly and quickly occupy nearly half of the medical market, not to mention that its legal person is a top mercenary in the world.This is an overt conspiracy, simply telling Batman blatantly, come and investigate me.

He was just about to call Tim to ask Tim for more information about the business when he received an email from Tim.

That was an invitation letter sent by Ulysses Technology and Medical Company to President Wayne, inviting Mr. Tim to attend the inauguration ceremony of a medical service charitable foundation led by Ulysses Company tonight, and also Ulysses President's birthday party.It is said that the person in charge has not been in Gotham before, and remotely controlled a series of decisions made by the company in Gotham. Until two days ago, he just flew over from France.

Tim apologized to him in the email, saying that he had received the invitation letter a long time ago, but Dick forcibly confiscated his computer to let him have a good rest in the past two days, and he himself forgot about it, so he didn't tell Bruce immediately .But he still suggested Bruce to take a look, after all, Tim also felt that the company was rising too fast in Gotham.But if Bruce really doesn't want to, it doesn't matter when he comes back to investigate.

Bruce selected the word "Ulysses" with the mouse, and always felt that the word was inexplicably familiar.

Since the accident five years ago, Bruce Wayne has seldom attended banquets. Even if there are places where he must appear, most of the time, it is attended by Wayne's current young president, Tim Drake.

Almost without thinking, he decided to attend tonight's banquet.

He had a strange intuition that he must know this mysterious family heir.

"Ah Fu, help me prepare, I'm going to the banquet tonight."

"Okay, sir."

The venue for the Ulysses Company banquet was at the Caesar Hotel in the Diamond District. At six o'clock in the evening, Ah Fu arrived with the two hosts.Bruce got out of the car first, and the reporters who were originally sloppy noticed him, and the flashing lights clicked and clicked.

Bruce raised his hand uncomfortably to block the frequent flashes at first, and then he kept smiling.

It was all as natural as if he had never disappeared from these parties for years.

Bruce Wayne looked a lot more vicissitudes than five years ago, but the precipitation of the years made him look more attractive.

Next, another child got out of the car. His little face was very serious, which was completely different from Bruce Wayne's smile all the time, but everyone who saw him would never doubt that he and Bruce Wayne En's blood relationship, except that the child's eye color is different from Bruce's, the entire outline and appearance of this child is simply a replica of the Gotham prince.

If the people here are older, and if they are lucky enough to see Bruce before leaving Gotham to study, they will find that this child looks exactly like Bruce when he was a child.

Bruce patted Damian on the shoulder, the boy nodded, ignored the reporters around him, and walked straight into the hotel.Bruce, on the other hand, stayed put, very accommodating to the reporters' prying eyes on his life.

Wearing a black suit of the same series as Bruce, Damian walked into the banquet hall frowning.Today's protagonist hasn't come yet, and the guests are chatting relaxedly in twos and threes.But most of the topics revolve around today's protagonist, and I feel that this person is too mysterious.So far no one knows who he is.

Being able to mix into the upper class in Gotham will more or less have an understanding of the well-known black forces in the market, and the people attending the banquet are not stupid and sweet, knowing that the legal person of Ulysses is a world-renowned Mercenaries or killers.If this kind of person can be a corporate legal person, then the actual controller of the company must not be a good person.Everyone wants to have a preliminary assessment of this newcomer to Gotham through today's appearance.

Damian stood in the corner, frightening off all the people who wanted to reach Bruce through him with his indifference and impatience.

Following Batman for the past two years, he has already found out who the group who attacked the League of Assassins was through the bat computer. The leader is codenamed Deathstroke, and he is a genetically enhanced super soldier.

So when he knew that Bruce was going to attend today's banquet, he had to follow Bruce despite his opposition.

He was too familiar with the name "Ulysses". Isn't that Nemo's surname?But the legal person of this company turned out to be Death Knell.Damian never believed it was a coincidence.

During the days when he was in contact with Nemo, although the two always did not get along with each other, Damian was still aware of the care and maintenance of Nemo without a trace.In the League of Assassins, no one treated him like a real kid, except Nemo Ulysses.

So today he had to meet the real owner of the banquet.

Damian didn't want this person to be Nemo. There were not many people he really believed in. Why did Nemo betray the League of Assassins and him.

After a while, Bruce also walked into the hall. He first glanced around at the composition of the people participating in the banquet today, and found that there are not many people in charge or companies who are actually engaged in the medical and public service industries, but some families like him Corporations and the people who run the gray or black forces of Gotham.

Bruce frowned vaguely.

He lowered his head and glanced at Damian, who had been unhappy ever since he said he wanted to attend the banquet with him at night, and asked softly, "You obviously don't want to come, why do you force yourself to attend the banquet with me?"

"I didn't, I really want to come!" He forked a piece of strawberry cake and chewed it hard in his mouth.

Bruce thinks there's something very wrong with Damian.

"Do you know the protagonist of today's banquet?" Bruce asked calmly, taking a glass of wine from the passing waiter's tray.

"I haven't seen it yet, so I'm not sure." Damian replied.

"Tell me about your guess?" Bruce looked at the master of ceremonies who walked slowly to the main stage in the hall.

Damian said nothing.He didn't know how to mention this man to his father.But he didn't want to deceive or conceal Bruce. Just when he was about to mention the name of Nemo Ulysses, the host of the banquet had already walked towards the center of the stage slowly under the guidance of the host.

When Bruce and Damian saw the man's face clearly, their expressions changed together.

Nemo's hair was much longer than when he left Gotham. His unique silver-gray hair color made him stand out in the crowd. His hair was casually tied behind his head with a green ribbon that matched the color of his pupils. A few strands The hair that is not long enough hangs naturally on one side of the ear.

He was wearing a smoky gray tailored suit with a light gray shirt of the same color inside and a dark gray bow tie around his neck. His steps were elegant and his face was dignified. He really seemed to be walking from a certain European castle. out of the little prince.

Nemo Carlos took the microphone, glanced at everyone in the audience, and then slowly showed a bright and easy-going smile: "I am Nemo Carlos, the general manager of Ulysses Technology Medical Company, and The heirs of the Carlos family in France, you may be wondering why my European family business came to the United States and Gotham."

He cast his eyes on the crowd again, and finally captured Bruce accurately in the crowd.Their eyes overlapped, and Nemo hooked his lips again: "I have lived in Gotham for a long time, and I am deeply taken care of by the city of Gotham. I have experienced a very wonderful life here. This city has brought me great I will never forget the growth and transformation. Therefore, when I inherited the family business, I couldn't wait to return to this city that I dream of. I want to use my own strength to repay everything that Gotham has brought me. Because it's worth it."

Everyone's eyes are different, there are scrutinizing eyes, and the kind of eyes that are similar to looking at neuropathy.

Something else was said in the middle, and Bruce didn't listen carefully, because he wanted to hold Damian, who was almost enraged, firmly.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him!" Bruce forcibly dragged Damian to another banquet hall that was not open yet.

"Calm down!" Bruce held Damian's head and looked into his eyes: "Damian, calm down, forgot what I told you? Don't let your emotions control your behavior!"

Damian's eyes were full of hatred: "He killed grandpa! I want revenge!"

Bruce froze: "What did you say?"

Damian said angrily: "Two years ago, Deathstroke led people to raid the League of Assassins. Grandpa was killed by Deathstroke! I have always wanted to trace the account of Deathstroke to determine the employer of the attack, but I have never found out. , it turned out to be him! I'm going to kill him!"

Bruce was shocked: "Lars is dead? Didn't he have Lazarus pool? Why didn't you tell me when you came here?"

At the beginning, Talia brought Damian to him, and only said that he was his son. There was an accident in the League of Assassins, and Lars was seriously injured. She wanted to concentrate on rebuilding the League of Assassins, so Bruce needed to take care of Damian for a while. .He also used various methods to find out what happened to Lars, but there was no clear news.

Tears welled up in Damian's eyes: "It's useless! My mother said it was because the Lazarus Pond had declined. I never believed it, but now I understand, it's him, he's the poison master of the League of Assassins! He must have moved hands and feet! Grandpa trusts him so much, yet he actually repays his kindness with revenge!"

Bruce held Damian's shoulder and said seriously, "Damian, tell me everything about him."

Damian looked at Bruce and saw his serious face. Then he suddenly remembered the warning his mother gave him two years ago. She warned himself not to mention Jason Todd and Nemo in front of Bruce, especially Jason Todd. Todd.At that time, he and his mother had a very deep relationship, and they agreed directly without asking why.When he followed his father to Gotham Cemetery and saw Jason Todd's tombstone for the first time, he was so shocked. Fortunately, Bruce seemed to be immersed in his emotions at the time and didn't notice his abnormality.But now...

He didn't want to break his promise to his mother, but he didn't want to cheat his father either.

Damian thought for a while before saying: "Grandpa brought him back to the League of Assassins five years ago. He is the alliance's master drug maker. He left the league two years ago. Not long after he left, the League of Assassins suffered a death knell." Snipe."

Damian's voice raised a bit as he said: "Grandpa and mother value him very much, and even let me learn to make drugs from him for a while. I don't understand why he wants to target the League of Assassins, why he hires Deathstroke to kill grandpa, I must go find him!"

Bruce took a deep breath, and he directly dialed Alfred's communication, asking him to take Damian back first.

"Why! I'm not leaving! I'm going to find him!" Damian became irritable again.

"Damian, go back! This is an order!" Bruce lowered his voice and said seriously.

"I don't!" Damian said stubbornly.

"I'll ask him for you, and when I get home, I'll tell you everything!"

"I refuse! I want him to pay in blood!"

"Because Lars was one of the murderers who killed Jason Todd. He wanted to avenge Jason! He, like you, wants the murderer's blood!" Bruce shouted in a low voice.

"Impossible! Jason Todd is alive and well!" Damian blurted out.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He immediately shut his mouth, turned his eyes to one side, and stubbornly refused to look at Bruce.

Bruce's hands on his shoulders trembled, and he stared at Damian in disbelief, taking a moment to find his voice.

"You know Jason Todd," Bruce said affirmatively.

Damian pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Bruce took a deep breath, suppressed all the eager questioning in his heart, and said to Damian patiently: "You go back first. I will talk about other things when I come back."

Damian looked in the direction of the banquet hall unwillingly.Bruce lowered his voice again and repeated, "Go back."

The boy took several deep breaths, finally lowered his head, and said unwillingly, "Yes, Father."

Bruce personally sent Damian to the car, and asked Alfred to take good care of Damian at night.

The butler saw Damian's angry face. Although he didn't know what happened, he still responded to Bruce's request: "Okay, Master Bruce, please rest assured."

Bruce watched the car disappear in his eyes, feeling a little confused in his heart.

He got too much emotional shock in a short time, and he wanted to ask Nemo a lot of questions, and he wanted to go to Gotham Cemetery right away and dig up Jason Todd's scrutiny.

He smoked a cigarette outside, then rubbed his face, and readjusted himself to Brucey's appearance before stepping into the banquet hall again.This time he didn't appear in front of Nemo rashly, but just found an unobtrusive corner to observe silently.

But how could everyone let go of Bruce Wayne who hardly appeared at the banquet in recent years?

Apart from the host of the banquet tonight, he was the one who attracted the most attention. He even surpassed the demeanor of the protagonist Nemo Carlos.

Nemo's performance at the banquet was very good. He completely inherited what Bruce Wayne used to do, with a decent smile on his face all the time.But he knows better than Bruce once did how to be well received on this occasion.When others talk to him, he uses his emerald green eyes to stare intently at the other person's eyes, looking as if he is very willing to listen. Those who originally planned to greet him politely, they can't help but talk to him More words.

His expression is sometimes concentrated, sometimes happy, and even when he frowns, it makes people think that he is thinking seriously.He seems to be born for such a vanity fair.Bruce stared at him for a long time, and found that there was no trace of a former East End doctor on him anymore.

He watched Nemo talking and laughing happily among the crowd, and remembered that when he spoke just now, it could almost be regarded as a code word to come back for revenge, and then thought about what Damian said.

If what Damian said was true, he had been dormant in the League of Assassins for three years just to kill Lars.Bruce really didn't dare to think about what he came back to Gotham for.An ever-present, huge sense of powerlessness enveloped him again, making him sink into a deeper and darker place.

He saw Nemo Carlos coming towards him.

Bruce put away those superficial smiles a long time ago, and just watched Nemo get closer and closer to him in silence.

"Let me introduce, this is Bruce Wayne..." The people around him said to Nemo with a smile.

Before the other party finished speaking, Nemo said directly: "Bruce, long time no see."

Nemo looked at him, showing a very familiar smile, and he stretched out his right hand.

The person who originally planned to introduce them was stunned, but immediately came back to his senses: "That's right, you have lived in Gotham for so long, how could you not know Wayne?"

Bruce stared at his outstretched right hand and didn't move for a long time.Until the people next to him were a little embarrassed, Nemo raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, Bruce reached out and held it.

Nemo laughed again, and he said indifferently as if joking: "Of course, we also had a short relationship."

This time, the people around him were really stunned. He turned back and forth on the faces of the two of them a few times, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Under the sun, new things happen every day, and the romantic scandal about Bruce five years ago has long been forgotten.People would never remember that Bruce's lover list was longer than a roll of paper, and there was an East End doctor with the same name as the current heir of the Carlos family.

Nemo gave his hand away, and Bruce subconsciously shook it lightly, but let it go.

He raised his glass to Bruce.

"Ding—" There was a crisp sound.This is the sound of wine glasses clinking.

Nemo raised his head and drank the champagne in his hand. He put the empty glass on the passing waiter's tray, and said to the awkward people around him: "We are still friends. You see, didn't he all honor me to attend my banquet?" Yet?"

"You are very welcome, Bruce, have fun." After saying that, he walked away from him without hesitation.

Just when they were completely out of position, Bruce suddenly grabbed his forearm.

Nemo looked down, then looked up at him innocently, "What's wrong?"

Bruce looked at him silently.There are too many people here, it's not a good place to ask questions, Bruce doesn't want to spoil his banquet, and he doesn't want to give others more to talk about, he always remembers how much Nemo wanted to hide himself in Gotham .Although now he doesn't seem to need it anymore.

He took two steps forward, bent slightly, leaned close to Nemo's ear, and said in a very low breath, "I'll come to you at night."

Nemo looked sideways at him and smiled knowingly: "Okay."

Then he inserted a room card | into the towel pocket on Bruce's left chest, and leaned close to his ear: "I hope to harvest a Brucey baby, not some strange Chiroptera."

Bruce felt Nemo's lips brush against his ear pinnacles, and the fruity wine scent instantly infiltrated his nose.

The author says:

Nemo Nucolu Carlos: If you want to live well, you have to have a little green(?) on your head

Clown: Tell me your ID number.

Today, I am still thick and long! 【chest up

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 sugar cube;

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