[Comprehensive British and American] The son of the villain does not want to inherit the family busi

Batman looked at the motionless head resting on his chest, and from his perspective he could only see the top of a fluffy head.

This angle is very common for Bruce Wayne. As a Gotham baby, he lingers among the flowers for various purposes.In order to obtain information, he has even done something more intimate than this, so let's talk about such a contact that can't even be counted as a hug.

However, this is indeed rare for Batman.The existence of the Dark Knight is a kind of protection and even a deterrent for Gotham. Others will respect him and fear him, but they will never take the initiative to approach him or... touch him.

But now, the young man named "Ke Erwen" leaned against him for too long, like a lazy koala heartlessly pressing his forehead against the tree trunk.

Bruce Wayne couldn't judge whether this was normal, just as he couldn't type the decisive line in the personal analysis of Kervin in the Batcomputer until now.

A few minutes ago, he did mistook the person for a clown the moment the other party spoke.But when the words "let him exercise his listening skills" came out, he was basically sure of the identity of the person on the other end of the communicator—even if the tone changed, the way the other person spoke still perfectly matched the phone recording Lucius sent him.

In such a situation where the clown was likely to coerce him into communicating, Kervin's voice carried doubts about himself, but he still had a calmness far exceeding most people's.It is precisely because of this that he made the request for "quiet" - although this request is usually presented with the word "shut up".

The final result was of course good, and the few minutes the young man fought for were enough for him to successfully cut off all the remaining wires.Leaving the follow-up work to the Gotham police, Bruce Wayne rushed this way again, and in the process, the communicator that was not turned off allowed him to hear additional... something.

"Hey guys, I have to say, I'm starting to hate this game!"

With the spread of laughing gas, the visibility in the hall was extremely low, and the people in the hall either leaned somewhere or fell to their knees.They were coughing desperately, with painful expressions on their faces, but there was a weird smile on the corner of their mouths, exactly like the clown.

The clown walked around them as usual, and there was rarely any pride in his eyes, only exasperation.He stared fiercely at the black shadow like an ink dot in the green, and opened the wooden warehouse desperately.

The dense sub-bows fell to that side like raindrops, and were bounced off one by one by the anti-bows cloak.

This behavior is completely useless, but the clown doesn't care.He is already a moody existence, and no one can predict what it will do in the next moment—just like now, no one can believe that the green hair that is advancing and shooting at Batman and Ke Wen is the one who sold Amway just now. Crazy people do.

Well, in the strict sense, it is not a strafing, after all, the target of the clown's fire is mainly Batman.

"Oh, batsy, batsy..." He muttered to himself what he didn't know, until several louder voices drowned out his voice.

I don't know what was hit by the slapstick that was shot out indiscriminately before. The crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling fell to the ground, and the large and heavy file cabinet was overturned directly. It seemed that it was about to hit the next door. The person who reacted.

At this time, Colvin almost raised his head from Bruce Wayne's chest, and the bangs that were originally squeezed on the other's chest lost their restraint and covered his face, fortunately blocking one of his eyes.

The young man didn't care about this at all, he just turned his head casually, chose the bumpy bat logo nearby to put those strands of hair back in place, and then turned quickly towards the direction where the filing cabinet fell.

In fact, he was a little bit reluctant, after all, the pair of chest muscles were indeed very comfortable pillows, and the healing effect after exhaustion alone was definitely countless times better than the soft pillows he bought back at a big price.

That's not surprising, after all, that's... well, is it the world's limit or the human limit?Alas, I really can't remember the specific title, but since I have practiced it myself, it is enough.

The temperature lying on his chest suddenly disappeared. Bruce Wayne glanced at the place where the other party was going, and stretched out his hand to grab the other party's arm, but his fingers only touched the outside of the other party's arm-this was his first time since he became Batman. A miss against an ordinary person once.

Immediately, the man narrowed his eyes, locked on the maple syrup color that was about to burst out of the black cloak, and reached out again.

But still didn't catch it.However, the reason this time was different from the last time, his hand was already on Ke Wen's shoulder, and it only needed a force from the back, and the other party would be easily pulled back.but--

When Bruce Wayne was about to do this, the young man stumbled, and the hand that was originally on the shoulder also slipped to the neckline due to inertia, and successfully... grabbed something.

"So, why is the cloak designed so long?"

Kicking the layered black cloak that nearly tripped him, Ke Wen complained softly, then quickened his pace.

Before the cabinet fell completely, he came to the side of the person who was about to be hit.Facing the person curled up in the shadow of the cabinet, Ke Wen's first reaction was to drag him out.It's a pity that the legs of the person with the assistant director's brand pinned to his chest have long since softened, and he won't even think about moving for a while.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to pin his idea of ​​saving lives on other things.Of course, the way of thinking can be changed quickly, but this does not mean that the props to save people are easy to find.

Seeing the shadow above getting bigger and bigger, at the moment when Ke Erwen hesitated whether to use the Extremis virus to carry it directly, an iron box with a height of half a person was dragged to the only way for the cabinet to fall.

This help came too timely, and the card was stuck very well. The strong and heavy cabinet was parked as far away from the assistant director's head as possible.

Ke Wen breathed a sigh of relief, looked past the cabinet and iron box, and looked at the person who helped a lot.A man in black with pointed ears stood there, with the corners of his mouth turned down, with a serious expression, but there was a thin piece of cloth between his fingers.

That soft, light-colored thing doesn't go well with the hard-looking Batman, let alone the embroidered...

Wait, why does it have "Kings.man" embroidered on it?No matter how you look at it, it should be "batman" or "TheDarkKnight", right?

Ke Wen silently said "Kings.man" several times in his heart, and for some reason, he always felt that this word seemed very familiar to him.Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he reached into his collar to search, but found nothing.

Suddenly, the young man looked at Batman in a completely wrong way, and before he even had time to stick his hand out from his collar——

"Why did you steal my clothes label?"

Colvin has long heard that Batman has the habit of stealing sheep, whether it is stealing information from mission targets or taking away crucial evidence from criminals, the other party is very good at it.

But... take away the logo?Is it unheard of? !What does this thing mean to the other party?Is it possible that Batman will also sew genuine trademarks on pirated clothes, and then sell the fake clothes as real clothes at a high price to make money for night activities? !

How is this possible? !Isn't this man's benefactor Bruce Wayne? !Colvin himself gritted his teeth and decided to jump into the fire pit of the richest man in Gotham because he was envious of the funds allocated to Batman by Bruce Wayne at first!

Although Bruce Wayne is called a "fire pit", even he has to admit that the treatment given by the other party is really good. As soon as the contract is signed, both resources and cash are given. !

So, here comes the question, since even he, a "newcomer", has gained a lot of sweetness, why is Batman so miserable?

——Is it because the relationship between Bruce Wayne and Batman is far from as good as rumored, or is it because as time goes by, the relationship between the donor and the sponsor will gradually disappear, and the money will be given less and less?Tsk, love really will disappear.

Bruce Wayne looked at the young man with an unbelievable face, and stretched the fabric with his fingers, "Compared with this, I want to know how your suit came from. If I remember correctly, it came from a neighboring city A store called Royal Gentlemen."

"How else did it come from? Of course it was bought."

Ke Wen answered simply and neatly.No matter how he got into the store, he still put the money on the counter.

But Bruce Wayne was obviously not satisfied with this answer. Merlin and the information passed to him by the monitoring he investigated before were all different from Colvin's answer.So he squinted his eyes and used the "Batman disapproving look" that made the entire Batman and even the Justice League feel uncomfortable.

There is obviously a reason for this kind of gaze to be called a "sharp weapon with no disadvantages". Even Ke Erwen felt a little cold behind his back.

In the end, he sighed resignedly, "Well, it was actually stolen. If someone hires you to ask for money, tell him: I will pay."

Yes, at the beginning, Colvin did put enough money on the counter—because picking the lock was his fault anyway.But later, the things in the store attacked him recklessly, causing him to suffer great psychological damage. In the end, he even had to ask Lex Luthor to help him clean up the mess, and he also received several hours of extra training by the way.

After all these things were finally settled, no matter what, they all overwhelmed his original lockpicking, right? !He obviously just wanted a set of clothes, but the other party wanted to save his life!

After much deliberation, Ke Erwen was finally overwhelmed with anger, and took the initial payment before leaving.

——At that time, how did he know that the owner of the store would specially hire Batman to investigate this matter? !If he had known that something like this would happen...he should have taken some more from the other party's money cabinet as compensation.