[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

Dick didn't listen to a word of what Ryan said.

He turned his head quickly as if to cover up, stared at the colorful picture on the screen, and gave a casual 'hmm' twice to agree with Ryan's words.

Ryan tilted his head in confusion, he didn't expect Dick to agree with what he said, he thought Dick would care about this, because he could see that Dick really liked flying the Dutch team.

But Ryan didn't ask any questions, he just quietly focused on the sound of the ball game.

Except for the exciting commentary and cheers on the TV, the two of them didn't make any noise, and a weird atmosphere spread over the two of them.

Dick straightened his back and stared intently at the game on the screen with a very serious look. Half a minute later, he relieved himself, drooped his shoulders, and peeked at Ryan from the corner of his eye in frustration.

He's trying to keep his attention on the great game, which, in fact, has become almost tasteless today.

Because fuck it, there wasn't a moment when he didn't want to fly his eyes to Ryan, he tried to look away from Ryan, it would upset him.

Ryan lowered his eyes slightly, and listened to the game with his ears bent. His expression was calm and lazy, which didn't make people feel depressed, but unexpectedly attractive.

Dick watched him, fascinated.

Suddenly, Ryan's slightly lazy voice exploded in Dick's ears.

"What's your size?"

Dick was startled by the voice, and then, the impact of Ryan's words made Dick freeze in place.

Dick felt that he had split into two individuals, one was sitting next to Ryan with a dazed expression, and the other was separated from him and standing beside him, screaming and thinking at the same time.

Ryan asked what he meant by size?Is that what he thought it meant!

Think about it, Dick.On movie night, it was raining heavily, and it was just the two of them in a dark environment. Ryan took a shower, his hair was wet, and his bathrobe was wrapped around his body casually, exposing his skin carelessly. What's more, the strong fragrance of shower gel!

It must be!Because besides that, Dick couldn't think of any reason for Ryan to ask about his size.

Oh, he might have a bed date with the pretty sir tonight.

Dick was suppressing his joy and apprehension, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Dick replied in a calm tone: "I haven't measured it, but it should be larger than ordinary people's size?" You should be happy.

Ryan: ...?

Maybe it was because Ryan's expression was too strange, and Dick misunderstood what Ryan meant.

Dick scratched his head, and replied in a refreshing tone: "Huh? About 18 centimeters?" It will definitely be cool.

Ryan's expression became weird, and he repeated: "18 centimeters?"

Dick also sensed something wrong from Ryan's weird tone.

He suddenly remembered that Ryan said that he asked the housekeeper to deliver a set of clean clothes for him in the morning, so the size Ryan was referring to was the size of his clothes...?

Dick knew that he had misunderstood what Ryan said.

Soon, he figured, word would spread throughout the department that Dick Grayson was trying to sexually harass his superiors, and soon his stalker-like brothers would know about it.

Then all superheroes in Gotham, Justice League, Shaozheng, Titans, Avengers, etc. will know that Nightwing Dick Grayson sexually harassed his superiors.

He held his head and sighed silently, wishing to leave this planet immediately and forever, he was going to a planet that even the watchtower could not observe.

Maybe Titans would be nice?

The dim environment where no one spoke made the awkward atmosphere spread infinitely.

Just when Dick was thinking about how many days it would take to get out of Ryan's house and reach Titan.

Ryan let out a chuckle, without any malice, Dick looked up, his chief smiled lingeringly, surprised and clear, but there was no malice.

Ryan: "Maybe I didn't make myself clear, Officer Grayson. I meant your size."

Dick quickly reported his clothing size in a low voice, and Ryan recorded Dick's clothing size with his mobile phone.

Touch typing on a mobile phone is a must-have skill for every FBI agent.

Dick dryly apologized for his faux pas: "Sorry, sir. I just..."

Ryan reached out and patted Dick's leg amusedly. "Relax, no sir for movie night."

Dick changed his words graciously: "Okay then, Ryan."

Leon paused. He didn't seem to expect Dick to call him by his first name, but he didn't say anything.

Dick then said again: "Then you can also call me Dick directly, it's fair." He had a brisk smile on his face, as if he had forgotten the oolong just now.

Ryan's expression was both tangled and hesitant, and finally after several struggles, he called out softly: "...Dick."

This is very strange, he has not had too much contact with people, his family is controlling his social interaction, he must associate with people of high social status, nobles with elegant speech, and cannot be close friends.

Ryan, who has always grown up according to his parents' arrangements, has always kept these in mind. During his tenure in the Bureau of Investigation, he and his colleagues have always maintained a polite distance.

After he lost his eyesight, his parents no longer cared about what he was doing.

This is the first time Ryan has crossed that easily visible line, and it feels very freeing.

He is no longer being restrained.

...

...

The next day, Dick and Ryan returned to the police station, and the housekeeper drove them off.

The butler is usually not at home, and only appears when Ryan needs service, which fully reflects the laissez-faire and ignorance of the Bria family towards Ryan.

Ryan poured dog food and goat's milk into Tyrion's bowl, and the office door was left open because Dick had gone to change.

Ryan could only ask the housekeeper to prepare a standard shirt and trousers for Dick. The standard equipment for working in the police station is a police uniform. Fortunately, Dick always puts a spare set in the locker.

The sound of a woman talking to a man outside the door reached Ryan's ears.

"Good morning, Dick." A red-haired female police officer raised her red lips and handed Dick the hot coffee in her hand.

Dick took the coffee from the red-haired female police officer and returned a sunny and refreshing smile. "Good morning, Yu Na."

Seeing Dick's smile, the female police officer, who was as hot as she was, blushed. She coughed a few times unnaturally, and asked softly, "Do you have time tonight? Maybe we can go out for a drink? "

Dick kept smiling and politely refused: "Sorry, Yu Na."

Dick blinked. "I have an appointment tonight, how about I invite you next time?"

Yu Na bit her lips, she didn't know if Dick really had a date tonight, but obviously this was Dick's reason for rejecting her in disguise.

Dick didn't directly reject Yu Na's invitation, instead he took the girl's face into consideration and gave Yu Na a step down in a gentle way.

Yu Na lifted her lips and revealed a feminine smile. "Okay, you agreed."

After finishing speaking, Yu Na left the criminal investigation department without looking back, holding the documents and stepping on her high heels.

As soon as Yu Na left, a male police officer came over. He put his arm on Dick's shoulder, and his eyes swept Yu Na's ass piercingly.

Dick, who witnessed everything, frowned.

The policeman whistled, and he put Dick's shoulders like a good buddy.

He jokingly said in a moderate voice: "Dick, you are really puzzled. Police officer Vincent came from the administrative department on the fourth floor to our criminal investigation department on the third floor to create a chance encounter with you, tsk tsk."

Another policeman laughed and said, "Grayson is a big hit in our police station. Many female students who graduated from the police academy want to enter our police station and have a chat with Grayson."

"But our Grayson officer only has one-night stands, not real feelings."

The words of the two caused a series of laughter. There were no female police officers in the serious crime team, so they dared to laugh so presumptuously.

For these people's teasing, Dick didn't answer, but smiled politely.

Dick hadn't had a one-night stand, just been out fighting crime as Nightwing, and his colleagues had never been able to reach him at night.

Dick could only falter and suggest to them that he had business tonight.

As for what his colleagues imagined, it didn't matter to Dick. It was even said that rumors were helpful to Dick.

That would help him hide his Nightwing identity.

Ryan stroked Tyrion's dog's head again and again, his slender eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his cheeks, and his expression was a bit dull.

Dick Grayson was very popular, naturally, he had a good personality, he was like a little sun, no one could not be attracted to him, all women wanted to glue their eyes to Dick, he was a big hit.

Dick didn't continue to chat with the police. He held the tablet and documents in his hand, and held the coffee in his hand. He opened the door of Ryan's office while maintaining a gesture of greeting the police backwards.

Then he kicked Ryan who was squatting by the door petting the dog.

Ryan turned his head and stared at Dick quietly, staring at the face full of accusations, Dick coughed unnaturally, and he threw the things in his hands on the table.

Dick touched his nose and reached out to help Ryan up.

"Sorry, sir."

Ryan nodded, forgiving Dick.

Ryan stood up holding his blind stick, and asked casually, "Are you popular in the police station?"

Dick tilted his head, he knew that Ryan would not ask this question for no reason, so Ryan heard the conversation outside the office just now.

Dick easily caught the slightest bit of unhappiness in Ryan's pretended calm words.

...Ah, is the officer jealous?

Dick blinked and smiled brightly. "Oh, forgive me, I don't want this kind of popularity. And the commander is obviously more popular than me."

Dick was telling the truth. Ever since Ryan joined the police station, there have always been quite a few female police officers going to the third floor from time to time for the reason of delivering materials and handing over documents.

These documents could have been sent by computer, but they still made a special trip, and they still had to glance at the newly built office from time to time.

These girls are obviously here for Ryan Brea.

Brea's personality is relatively cold, and she doesn't want to have too much contact with others. Dick can get along with Ryan only because they are partners.

Ryan's delicate face that is not like a mortal, coupled with his cold temperament, is very deceitful, like an unattainable god, which distances him from ordinary people.

Dick guessed that most of the girls were repelled by Ryan's own aura, and they only dared to look from a distance, not approaching.

To use an old Chinese saying, you can only watch from a distance and not play with it.