[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

The accident was too sudden. Although the ambulance and the police arrived at the scene immediately, they were still a step late, and the Graysons were declared dead on the spot.

A police transport vehicle was pushed out, and the car was full of bloody corpses. After sorting out the doctors, the bodies of the Graysons were finally carried out intact.

But they left behind a child as young as 11, a boy named Richard John Grayson.Witnessing the tragic death of his parents beside him.The faces of the police officers showed a look of unbearable, they knew that this was too cruel for a child.

Bruce stayed on the scene, and he even used some privileges to let the police officers in Gotham take the boy into his car. Although the boy still needs to go to the police station to make a statement, no one in Gotham doesn't know Bruce Way En's name.

Garhold hadn't bothered to take care of the boy whose story with Bruce's had damned overlapped.It's hard for Bruce Wayne not to empathize with such a poor kid who lost a loved one at his age.He could even be said to be a little out of breath. He stood there looking at the child, as helpless and desperate as he was standing in the alley more than ten years ago.

"Bruce," Garhold interrupted his contemplation, "the test results from the police came out..." He signaled Bruce with his eyes to ask the boy to avoid him a little. Bruce comforted the boy for a while, then turned his head, Garhold He leaned against his ear and whispered, "There are traces of strong acid corrosion on the steel cables of the boom... This is not a simple accident."

"..." Bruce didn't speak, but it was obvious that their whispered conversations were all heard by the boy, and the boy's incomparably good hearing let him know the truth of the case.

Richard John Grayson, by his more colloquial alias, was called "Dick" by several of his circus acquaintances.He hasn't shown any expression since the accident happened, and his whole body seemed to be petrified, until he heard the conversation between Garhold and them just now.

Bruce glanced at Garhold, then walked towards the boy, and when he was in front of Dick, he asked softly, "Mr. Grayson?"

Dick didn't speak, he just looked at Bruce quietly, with an emotion in his eyes.Bruce knows that emotion haunts him too, and it's called hate.

He didn't continue to ask the boy anything, but put his hands on his shoulders, and then the boy jumped up suddenly, pushed Bruce away, and then nimbly got out of the car, towards the outside of the circus. direction to run.

"I'm going after him!" Bruce said, and immediately ran in the boy's direction, with Garhold following closely behind them.

There is a forest outside the circus. Garhold was a slow step, and he lost the direction of the two people in front of him while running. He had no choice but to walk out of the forest first. The police did not continue to investigate this accident. The reason is also very simple, everything is related to Gotham's underground organization.

No cop wants to deal with those guys, even if it's a two-person murder case, this is Gotham.Garhold looked at the document Ordis quickly copied from the police station, and he fell silent again.

[Commander... shall we continue to investigate?I mean, it's actually pretty clear. 】Ordis asked cautiously, Garhold knew what he was referring to, the orphan from the dark side of Gotham in the last link has grown into the Batman who has now returned with vengeance and anger, and this time if he put everything together In front of this boy, what kind of future Gotham has bred.

"Ordis, he has the right to know everything." Garhold sighed, and he looked at the forest in the distance. Bruce hadn't returned yet, but the policemen were already planning to wrap up the case and call it a day.The owner of the circus had no intention of treating the Graysons well. He walked up to a policeman who was smoking a cigarette, stuffed a handful of banknotes into the policeman's hand, and said something in the man's ear. The man led Garhold to the car containing the bodies of the Graysons.

The policeman knocked on the car door, and the window rolled down, "Ryan, what's the matter?" The driver of the transport vehicle and the policeman were both acquaintances. He glanced at Garhold, who was worth a lot of money, and looked at the policeman suspiciously.

"This gentleman said that he wants to properly place the two deceased...you will follow the address he gave later..." The policeman took out a few banknotes from the stack of banknotes that Garhold gave just now, and stuffed them into the man's hand. The man nodded knowingly .

"Okay." After the driver finished speaking, he closed the window.Garhold turned his head and looked at the car parked by the edge of the woods. Alfred also looked sad. Why didn't he see the shadow of Bruce in the past from the boy, and the pain of touching the scene is often more uncomfortable .Garhold stepped forward, and he gave Alfred a forced smile. "Let's wait here for Bruce to come back."

Alfred and Garhold stood face to face in silence for a long time, but in the end Alfred couldn't hold back, he sighed heavily, "Master Garhold... there are some truths, concealing is also a form of protection."

Garhold always felt he meant something, but he guessed Alfred was talking about Richard John Grayson. "He's so much like Master Bruce, Master Garhold."

"Yeah, they are so similar." Garhold looked towards the woods, and at this time two silhouettes slowly emerged from the road beside the forest, and Garhold saw who was coming at a glance.Bruce Wayne took Dick Grayson by the hand, and the boy followed Bruce to them.

"Bruce," Garhold temporarily let go of the worries in his heart when he saw Bruce coming back, he looked at the boy who looked strange, and the words he wanted to say stuck in his mouth, "...you are back."

"...We are back, Gal, I mean, I have something to tell you." Bruce glanced at Dick Grayson, then at Alfred and Galhold, "I plan to adopt him, let Dick Grayson became a Wayne kid."

"...What?" Garhold and Alfred were taken aback.

"Yes, you heard that right, I decided to adopt Dick Grayson." Bruce nodded solemnly, and then he pulled the boy in front of him, "Dick also agreed."

Dick Grayson glanced at Bruce, then at the young man in front of him, and nodded.

"Oh... that's really, I should say something..." Garhold was about to say congratulations, but suddenly remembered that the boy had just lost his parents, and in the end he rubbed Dick's head disgruntled.

"...It seems that I need to change my title, Master Bruce." Alfred looked at Bruce and Dick, and the maturity and stability of the older man was reflected here.

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Although the adoption of Dick Grayson was just a temporary idea of ​​Bruce Wayne, it was obvious that he had seriously considered it. The day for the adoption procedure was arranged after the funeral of the Graysons.

Garhold asked the driver to send the couple to his residence. Although he had armor that could bring the dead back to life, resurrection was always destined to come with a price, and nothing was absolutely perfect.

First of all, the people he resurrects must be the souls that he killed with his own hands. Secondly, if he resurrects the Grayson couple, the couple will survive as his servants, but this is the blasphemy of the soul, Garhold will never allow himself Use the power of the battle armor to defile a kind couple.

The funeral of the Grayson couple was very simple, but very solemn. The last member of the young Grayson family watched the coffin of his parents slowly fall under the prayer of the priest. This scene seemed familiar. Garhold always thought he had seen death It was enough, but the situation still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But what was unexpected was that as the child of the Graysons, Dick Grayson did not cry at the funeral. He bit his lower lip with his upper teeth hard, and his body seemed to be trembling. Bruce stood beside him, as his The adopter, who also funded the funeral, provided the Graysons with the last and best resting place.

Since then, Wayne Manor has had a young Master Grayson, and Bruce, who is also young and energetic, has also transformed into the father of a child.

After the funeral, Garhold's life returned to normal again. Dick didn't seem to know about Bruce's secret identity.Bruce and Dick lived under the same roof, and one day he would discover Bruce's secret, and he was curious about how Bruce planned to handle the accident.

And just after he was busy with all kinds of things about Tiannuo and Ye Ling, a news that made him sleepless and sleepy made the headlines of major newspapers in the United States.

"Flying superpowers appear in the metropolis!"Stopped the burning oil tank truck and put out the fire to save nearly 300 people at the scene! "Garhold felt bad for a moment when he saw the news, and his heart skipped a beat when he opened the news the next second.

A muscular man in a blue tights and a big red cape was flying in the air holding an oil tank truck dozens of times bigger than him.Garhold could tell at a glance that the man in the news with an excited smile on his face and holding up the fuel tanker in front of everyone's amazed eyes was his younger brother who was an intern at the Metropolitan Planet Daily.

Garhold looked at the Gotham Daily, and even this extremely xenophobic Gotham local newspaper published news about the flying weirdo in Metropolis today, which shows how much sensation this incident has caused.

Galhold, who is always calm and rational, picked up the phone and called his brother Clark.

"...Clark, it's me... yes... tell me you watched the news, right?" Garhold stretched out his hands wearily and rubbed between his brows.

"Good evening, Gal." Clark changed the subject abruptly, "Have you... have you had dinner?"

"Thanks to you, Clark, I couldn't eat anymore when I saw the news." Garhold held his head helplessly, "Although... I don't want to limit your ability, but do you still remember what Dad said?"

"Don't show off." Clark replied honestly, "I didn't show off, and I haven't recognized me until now...I want to do something with my own ability...Gal, do you understand, you and Mom and Dad said , this is my planet, and I want to do something for her."

"...I believe you have your own ideas, Clark, but I was really scared." Galhold sighed into the microphone. Ever since he revealed that he was the chairman of Tennuo Group, all the troubles he encountered seemed to be the same. exploded geometrically.

"I'm sure you know what you're doing, you're grown up, but promise me one thing, Clark, don't get yourself hurt," Garhold urged.

"...Well." Clark responded softly, "Don't worry, Gal." He added in his heart, there is nothing that can hurt me now.

"Okay, take care of yourself." Garhold clenched his hand holding the phone unconsciously. Although he could have Clark fly directly to Gotham to find him, there was a night patrol in Gotham at night. Batman, he decided to talk on the phone.

"..." The two were silent for a while, and finally Garhold held his forehead and said, "Sure enough... you come to Gotham tomorrow during the day... I have to prepare an ability test for you, and a set of protection props."

Clark listened to Garhold's rambling voice on the phone. This brother who was always overly worried made his heart warm, as if soaked in honey water.He responded happily: "Okay, okay, Gal, I will come tomorrow, you don't have to worry so much, Krypton's technology is already powerful enough."

"Just in case, Clark, it's never a bad thing to be well-prepared." Garhold wanted to rush to Metropolis and nod Clark's head and say a few words. His little brother, an alien boy, made him worry again in a few days. , He had a headache at first, and after thinking for a while, he added, "...remember to go to mom to bring some cookies...I want to eat some cookies made by mom."

Hearing Garhold's muffled voice, Clark agreed with a smile, "Okay, tomorrow is just my day off, so I can go to Mom's earlier."

"Okay." Garhold hung up the phone, he let out a long breath, and then relaxed.

He rubbed his temples, and then put the phone on the desk. He was going to catch up on sleep, but he finally came to his laboratory. He found some props that were more suitable for Clark from the armory, and a An artifact used to test Clark's abilities.

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Dick, my little blue bird, woo woo (crying while taking off pants) [bushi]