[Zhongyingmei] How difficult is it to become a reliable adult

April stood on the street, looking up at the dark sky, down at the pavement, and finally at the empty hands.

Half an hour ago, Ah Fu helped her tie up her low double ponytails, and together with her made fresh kiwi juice for Tim and Jason who hadn't woken up yet.

She had meant to go down to the Batcave and ask Dick if he wanted juice and cookies, and if he wanted, she could steal some from the kitchen for him to share with Bruce.

Ai Puli was very sure that she had just opened the door of the study at the last second, and she even wanted to sneak down from the secret passage behind the grandfather clock to scare the two adults.

The door of the study room is not a random door, and it will not let Aprily step in and go to another place.

Ai Puli moved two steps to the side to make room for the people passing behind her.She tilted her head and reached out to touch her chest.

The heart pendant that had been hanging on her chest was gone, along with her spiritual tentacles.

Before Ai Puli's mental power evolved to be multi-line operation like a tentacle, she always compared her mental power to a hand.Now that hand is huddled in her mind, and she can only perceive it passively.

This is her original power form, and her perception is completely innate.

Just like just now, the passer-by who passed her was just an empty shell, and Ai Puli couldn't feel his inside.

He was in a hurry, walking on the road with a briefcase under his arm, looking like a standard office worker.Under such a body, there is no trace of emotion left.

Ai Puli is not the little girl who just entered the Magdalena Orphanage. Whether she is active or passive, she has experienced many things and learned a lot.

She is very aware of her current situation.

She looked around the street again and found that it was a street without smiles.Everyone who passed by walked in a hurry, with nervousness and sorrow on their faces, like a vigilant herbivore, and a little wind and grass could make them panic.

It's not right, even in a city like Gotham, full of blood, hatred and regret, there are still smiles on people's faces.

When the Bat logo is imprinted on the turbulent clouds, everyone in Gotham knows that there are superheroes guarding the city.

April found a bank on the corner. She felt around but couldn't find a penny.

Tim taught Aprily a bit of detective skills during the small talk.

There are usually newspapers in the waiting area of ​​the bank, from which she can get the most important news for nearly a year.This is a good channel to learn about intelligence in an unfamiliar environment.

The little girl walked into the bank, and with her shy smile and sparkling blue eyes, she successfully got the chance of "waiting for parents at the bank" from the bank security.

She took this opportunity to read all the newspapers on the newspaper column, and the more she read, the more she couldn't understand.

The nuclear bomb flattened Metropolis, Superman killed the Joker in a rage, Nightwing died, and Batman's true identity was revealed...

Ai Puli frowned and turned directly to the last and latest newspaper. At this time, the major media did not dare to express any objections to some superheroes who interfered in the country's politics, and the mainstream media only praised them.

She put down the newspaper, her mind was blank for a few seconds, and she quickly turned to the first few chapters to read carefully.The newspaper that published Nightwing's death was published a long time ago. The accompanying picture is a surveillance picture of a sad and gloomy Batman walking among the prisoners in Arkham holding Nightwing's body.

Ai Puli's heart was suspended a little bit, and she stared at the newspaper for a long time without making a sound.

Why... why?

They said it had something to do with Robin, but Damian respected Dick so much...why?

She shook her head, and suddenly reached out to pat her face.

Everyone around her felt like a void, and these moving shells reminded Aprily that the only thing that could trap a psychic was another psychic.

She is most likely not in a real world.

Because it is not in the real world, everything is a trick of the person hiding in the dark trying to defeat Aprily.

Ai Puli rubbed her face, assuming that the illusion covered the entire Wayne Manor this time, maybe other people in the manor were also here.

Ai Puli carefully searched for relevant news in the newspaper. After Bruce's identity was made public, he disappeared.

Dick According to reports, April could only go to the cemetery in the middle of the night to dig up her own father's body.As a weak and helpless six-year-old, she certainly can't dig.

No word from Jason, either as Jason or as Red Hood.Maybe he's sneaking around in this world, but compared to the fiercely confrontational superheroes, his range of activities is too small to be in the newspapers.

No news of Tim could be found in the papers either, as if he had disappeared with Jason all these years.Given Tim's worrying personality, April felt it was more likely that he was in prison somewhere.

Damian... he is the only one who can still see the news. He followed Superman's activities and went to the front line against Batman.Seeing this, Ai Puli's face changed.

Isn't Damian really an undercover agent sent by Bruce?Based on his trust in the Kryptonians, I believe Damian will follow Superman against Bruce, it is better to believe that he will dance "Four Little Swans" in a tutu.

No, here Damian can have something to do with Dick's death.This is even more bizarre.

It can't be blamed that April felt unbelievable about the news. With Damian's respect for Dick, it's hard to believe that he didn't commit suicide if he accidentally killed Dick.

That's not right, although most of the Assassin's League are ninjas, Damian may not have learned the custom of suicide in Japan...

Ai Puli patted her face again, flushing both cheeks.Her thoughts are in a mess now, and it is difficult to organize her thoughts.

She also wants to be like Tim, a handsome detective who can report the answer when she sees a riddle.This request is a bit too embarrassing for her now as a child.

Aprile tidied up the newspapers and put them away.She wanted to go to Wayne Manor. Although there was probably no clue left there, that was the first place that Aprily thought of.

Bristol County, where Wayne Manor is located, is some distance away from Gotham City. Aprily has nothing but two legs, and walked for several hours to get outside the manor.

The magnificent and stately manor in the past is now a gray and dilapidated look.Ai Puli stood outside the gate of the manor and looked in, trying to see a trace of someone's presence.

She was considering the possibility of climbing over the wall, when a familiar voice sounded from behind her lukewarmly, "This is not a good place to play adventure games, you'd better not climb over the wall."

Ai Puli turned her head, the man leaned under the tree, and looked at the manor that was about to collapse with complicated eyes, "You go, little one, don't be caught by the guys in the sky, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the locomotive parked under the tree, Lao Qi's safety helmet on the handlebar.

A hand suddenly appeared from a short corner and grabbed his sleeve.

The girl said in a serious tone, "Aren't you taking me away?"

Jason raised an eyebrow.

The girl looked at him, tilted her head, and asked again, "Don't you know me?"

Jason asked back, "Are you a star, kid, why should I know you?"

The girl across from him narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, Jason felt guilty.But he is not in a good mood today, and people who are in a bad mood can be rude.

He purposely spoke louder so as to appear less guilty, "If you want to make your debut, you little man will have to wait at least ten years. You can come to me after ten years."

Ai Puli let go of Jason's sleeve, and then she grabbed the hem of Jason's clothes. This height is not so disadvantageous for her.

"I'm hungry." She said seriously.

Jason choked, "Aren't you going home for dinner when you're hungry—"

Two unmistakable gurgling sounds came from April's stomach, and at any moment April's blue eyes would glisten, eyes that punished anyone who dared to turn her down.

"I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten for a long time," Aprily sniffed pretendingly, "and I don't have any money yet."

Jason looked at her hypocritical appearance with his arms folded, "Do you think you can fool me like this?"

Half an hour later, Ai Puli tiptoed from the back seat of the motorcycle and climbed down carefully.She returned Jason's safety helmet to Jason, "Thank you."

Jason hummed reluctantly, "Don't be complacent, little one, I'll take you home after eating."

April ignored his nagging, just like she usually ignored Dick's nagging, and said to herself, "I want to eat omurice, can I? If not, hamburgers are also available. Thank you!"

Jason didn't even want to say the word "excessive" because he knew that the little girl would pretend not to hear.

He almost lifted her to the seat in front of the bar, raised her chin with the bartender at the bar, "give her an omelet rice, and give me a glass of whiskey."

Ai Puli consciously put the napkin on her chest and waited for the omelet rice to be served.

She was indeed hungry, as soon as the omelet rice was served, she began to gobble it up as fast as she could with elegant movements.

Jason is talking to the bartender, and Aprily eavesdrops on their conversation.

The conversation is slang.Ordinary little girls have no chance to know the content. Even so, Jason kept his voice down, and Ai Puli could only catch a few words occasionally.

Ai Puli's understanding of slang all came from Jason, and it was not difficult for her to figure out that he was talking to the bartender about the arms and fire business.Seeing her looking over, Jason held her chin and turned her head back, "Isn't an omurice enough for you?"

Ai Puli answered irrelevantly, "That puck is so beautiful."

The bartender was not idle when he was talking to Jason, he was peeling a piece of ice.The crystal ice cubes without air bubbles carve a rounded spherical shape on the chopping board little by little.

Jason thought Aprily wanted this, he took the whiskey from the bartender, and a large ice ball floated in the orange liquid.

"Children can't drink this." Jason snorted coldly, "Just watch."

Those blue eyes looked over silently again, judging Jason for his crime.

Jason clicked his tongue and covered Aprile's eyes with his hand.Aprile lay prone on the table, her blue eyes stretched into slits, and she winked at Jason.

He covered and April moved until Jason couldn't take it anymore.

"Give this little troublemaker a cup of Coke," the adult said gloomily, "and cut an ice hockey puck for her to play with."

"No," he corrected midway, "Coke doesn't put ice in it, and the hockey puck is in another cup. Children, don't drink too much ice."

Ai Puli sat on a high bar stool, swinging her legs happily after succeeding, "Why order Coke, I thought you would order orange juice or milk for children."

Jason discovered something inexplicable, this little child who didn't know why he was entangled was very difficult.

He didn't want to explain too much, "I like to drink Coke, can't I?"

Ai Puli took the Coke from the bartender and thanked her.Satisfied, she took a big sip through the straw and puffed up her face happily.

"Yes, why not?" Ai Puli swung her legs wider, proving that she was in a better mood, "Coke is the best drink in the world!"

She found out outside Wayne Manor that Jason was different from the passers-by she had met before. He had an "inside".

But he didn't know her, and April was careful all the way to figure out if he was the Jason she knew.

Now, she can be sure.

Give me a Coke, it's my uncle.

Aprile bit her straw, her eyes curled up.

Jason, who was beside her, saw her proud look, and tapped his fingers on the table in front of her, "Tell me, little scheming little one, why are you clinging to me?"

A series of thoughts flashed through April's mind.Jason doesn't know Aprily, and it's unknown if there is a "Dick's daughter" here.

Even if Aprile said it bluntly, Dick was lying in the coffin in name, and the uncle and nephew couldn't carry a shovel to dig the grave.

Aprile makes a decision.

She put down the cola and tried to make a sad expression, "You really don't know?"

Jason felt a little calculated, "What should I know?"

Ai Puli looked up again, as if changing her expression.The little girl said sadly, "You are my father and I am your daughter, how can you deny me!"

"You are too much, Dad!"