Tyrant Alliance [Comprehensive British and American]

"When crime haunts the night, the silent crusader carries the torch of justice."

The only spectator didn't look up, completely ignoring the performance of the comer.

"Antonia Stark."

A boy in an ill-fitting coat jumped down from one side, his face blocked by large plain glasses, and announced her name loudly.

Toni turned a page back and murmured, "Childish."

Snatching the "Radio Frequency Integrated Circuit" from her hand, "Grey Ghost" snorted, "You don't have to hide it, I already know it."

The suspect shouted uncomfortably, "Give it back to me!"

The detective carried the book behind his back and approached it step by step, and when he was about to stick the whole thing in front of her, he impatiently took it off because of the distance blocked by his glasses.

Now even the last bit of majesty was gone, so the little detective could only pretend to clear his throat.

"I already have the witnesses and physical evidence."

"You are the murderer of Cookie."

The suspect curled his lips: "Where is there evidence?"

Bruce points to himself. "I. I saw it with my own eyes."

"What about the physical evidence?"

He grabbed the crumbs from her cheek.

Before he could react, Cookie Killer stood up abruptly and ran out. The detective was about to chase him, but he took off his windbreaker to follow after thinking that the housekeeper would deduct his pocket money for dry cleaning.

After all, the technical nerd's physical activity was not as good as that of an active boy. He was quickly caught up, pulled his straps, staggered and fell to the lawn, and was pinned to the ground by the uniform.

Alfred was about to weed, when he heard the laughter of children, he pushed aside the bushes, angrily and funny, he took out two little guys covered with grass leaves and petals one by one. Hua Zhi, who was implicated in the hunt, doesn't look so miserable anymore.

In order to make up for the mistake of destroying Martha's love flowers, the detective had to serve with the murderer and cut a basket of flowers to give to his mother to apologize.

Toni held the flower basket and pointed to the white roses on one side.

"This is a beautiful flower."

Avoiding flower thorns, cut it carefully, remembering the clip played on TV yesterday, Bruce turned around happily.

Then he pursed his lips.

"Why do you have short hair?"

Toni looked back inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

The short cheek-length hair looks soft and fluffy, and it is naturally curled. There is no bun that can put flowers on TV.

Bruce said sullenly, "Antonia doesn't look like a girl at all."

He often gets his hands full of motor oil for small inventions, and even sits on him unladyishly when they are fighting, which is completely different from the girls who blush when they see him at the banquet.

The girl said unconvinced: "Brucie is a little princess."

The two started to stare at each other and competed, and soon they forgot the reason for their quarrel in the first place, and they were still silent when they walked in front of Martha.

After receiving the flower basket and letting the two of them get sulking, after arranging the flowers, Martha found the flower that had been cut especially short. She pursed her lips and smiled, walked aside for a while, and quickly called Bruce over, squatting down. , and handed him the hairpin made of white roses.

Bruce took it, blushing.

He approached the little inventor awkwardly, pinned her right side of the hair behind her ear, held her breath and carefully fastened the hairpin.

She was not so easy to please, and said angrily, "I'm not a murderer now?"

He looked at her and snorted in satisfaction: "It's the heroine."

While Bamboo Horse's penchant for role-playing began to emerge as a child, Toni didn't expect him to grow up to such an extent.

Blunting that sentence, after the initial confusion and shock, she was finally able to calm down and think about everything.

After knowing the result, and connecting the past in series, everything is explained.

In other words, the study tour that Bruce announced to the outside world is actually a practice.After finally returning from his studies, he lived a double life, playing the role of the brainless second generation ancestor during the day, and putting on a cloak at night.

So at that time, he did intend to reveal his identity to her, but then he gave up for some unknown reason, and approached her with a clear identity.

If this is an [-] o'clock TV series, the heroine may be shocked and disappointed, and feel that the male protagonist is a very bad person. He knows everything, but he doesn't say it. He suspects that he is deliberately teasing and manipulating his feelings, so he will misunderstand again. Tangled for a whole season.

Toni didn't think so.

The environment and experience she was in were enough for her to distinguish the truth from the fake.

The Mr. Consultant in her cognition seems to always have the appearance of winning because of being one step ahead.

Such a person, in the elevator, exposed his feelings and presented them to her. He was completely weak and allowed her to judge.

Since he is sincere, there is nothing to be hypocritical about.Anyway, her world has long been filled with various strange elements.It doesn't matter if you suddenly let yourself switch to a fairy tale drama.

but……

Although he didn't feel angry, he didn't seem too reconciled to having a showdown like this and not allowing him to experience her previous entanglement because of Brucey.

Toni thought, and continued to explain:

"Edwin came back this time and knew about my little problems, so he introduced me to a psychiatrist."

This is of course also true.

Bruce looked at her and realized she was talking about Obie's psych report, and PTSD after open chest surgery.

Almost instantly recalling the dream that he couldn't get out of, he staggered his fingers and clasped her hand instead.

"it is good."

He said.

The hand he was holding was dry and cool, his fingers were strong and slender, his nails were trimmed very short, and there were many thin calluses and scars on his fingertips from his "extreme sports hobby". Numb, as if to follow along to the bottom of my heart.

Toni looked at him.

His contempt for "Batman" at the exposition, his judgment of himself at the side of the burrow, all rushed up in an instant.

As if putting together the last piece of the puzzle and unraveling the dust-laden secret, everything collapsed, even the last bit of his mask peeled off, and he appeared in front of her completely.

The world may misunderstand any of them.

They will never misunderstand each other.

Because they are too familiar with themselves and each other, seeing each other is like seeing another half of themselves in the world.

When they came out of the restaurant, the hands of the two people did not separate.

They counted the time in their hearts and spoke almost at the same time.

"I have another experiment in a while—"

"Want to go shopping again?"

Toni laughed, the little angel who cared about Mr. Consultant's work was beaten away, and the little devil who clamored to see how he would get away later gained the upper hand.

At least her Mr. Gray didn't have to drive the pumpkin cart until that light came on.

It's not too late yet. As an area with better security, Gotham here is still very lively.After walking less than a hundred meters from the restaurant that had been reserved in advance, many people recognized them, so he simply led her into the alley.

Because it was in Gotham, Bruce was much more energetic than before, lying on his master's shoulder, looking around as if he couldn't see enough, and became vigilant one step ahead of the bamboo horse.

"There is a situation ahead." He said softly.

What is this, because of the superhero physique, so where will things happen?

They walked side by side to the depths, and found a young couple surrounded by a group of people at the other end of the alley.

I chose here, of course, because the alleys are dark and there is no surveillance nearby.

It's also handy for the Gotham vigilante to chase down completely unsavory punks.

With the help of contact lenses, marvel at the provocative people who have finished watching the bamboo horses.While Toni was so handsome that she wanted to tell everyone that he was hers, she couldn't help but be full of mischief and rejoice.

—it was a good thing she didn't tell him she already knew everything.

At this time, he still remembers to use Western-style fighting skills that are completely opposite to Batman.

Looking forward to what Bruce can do for his dual identity.

Thinking of this, Toni covered her hands with armor at the same time, crushing the wrist of the man who staggered up to draw his gun.

"Miss Stark?!"

Someone behind him said in surprise.

Toni turned around and found that the man who spoke was the man in the couple. In the field of vision, facial recognition had automatically verified his identity.

Lance...

Why is this name so familiar?

Bruce has already recognized that standing next to the male model she has been rumored to be, is his female companion who also released pigeons on the same day because of the dock case.

Just then a car passed by, lighting up the alley.

Shock was written all over the faces of the young couple.

"So that day, we were thrown away because you were together!"

"Actually, you have maintained an underground relationship for so many years, and everyone else is your smoke|bomb, right!"