Rational discussion, who is the stupidest brother [Comprehensive British and American]

Gotham is a city with a strong Gothic temperament, whether it is in terms of architectural style, the aura of the city, or the subconscious atmosphere of the people of Gotham.

However, as far as the little prince Aum is concerned, he knows nothing about Gothic, an architectural style that originated from the Renaissance era of land people and is still quite popular with land people.

But this does not prevent him from complaining and disliking the city.

As for "Why don't you like it?" Aum rolled his eyes and refused to answer this kind of question that only his older brother would ask.

Within two hours of entering the city, they encountered an attempted rape, two robberies with a knife, and one robbery with a gun—they even robbed homeless people on the side of the road?He had never seen such a tasteless manner of crime! ——By the way, I watched the whole process of the robbery of a cash transport truck, and was dragged by his brother to fight for it once. How could he like this city? !

He held back and didn't just shake his hand and leave, he was already looking at his brother's face!

Aum couldn't understand why his brother liked such a gloomy and dark city?

Poseidon again!When his brother introduced the city to him, he was as cheerful as a silly lantern fish!

The whole face is shining!

Could it be that bad taste in clothes would affect his brother's IQ?

Oh—that was terrible, he had been consoling himself before, no matter how stupid his brother was, at least it was no worse than his taste in clothes!

Thinking of this, the little prince of Aum knocked down all the gangsters who were trying to rob the armored van with his bare hands and fell unconscious.

Even at this time, even when he was dealing with the bland robbers he didn't even care about by a single hair, Aum still had a way to make himself as elegant as if he was at a king's reception.

Aum cast a contemptuous glance at his brother, sure enough, he drank too much in the Russian tavern, and he fought like a bear!

"Aum?" Arthur was confused by his younger brother's eyes, and his spine felt chills.

Aum slapped off his brother's bear paw that was trying to touch his head, pointed at the gangsters lying all over the ground, and asked with a frown, "How to deal with it?"

Arthur finally realized dully that his brother seemed... in a bad mood?

do not!Don't!

It was hard to convince my younger brother to travel on land!It took less than half a day for them to come out of the bottom of the sea, and it only took them two hours to enter Gotham!

If my younger brother gets upset and goes back to Atlantis directly...

"How about sending it to the police station?" Arthur carefully proposed a solution.

"Who asked you this!"

For the silly effervescent brother, Aum simply wrote "impatient" on his face and said directly:

"Of course I know that criminals will be sent to the police station! Whether in Atlantis or on land, this rule is common. Where are we going after the person is sent to the police station!"

"Uh--"

Arthur felt that he had vaguely grasped the reason for his brother's displeasure and the answer he wanted to hear, but the problem was...

"According to the regulations, we need to take a statement at the police station before we can..."

Arthur's voice became smaller and smaller, and Aum's expression was getting closer and closer to the brink of explosion.

"We can just throw these gangsters at the gate of the police station and leave immediately! This way we don't have to pay attention to the police's request to record statements!"

The strong desire to survive caused Arthur to change his words in a second, and uninspired to embezzle the very young superhero in New York, Spider-Man, to deal with criminals on a daily basis.

Sorry little spider, first steal your idea!Next time I go to New York, I will apologize to you specially!

Aum's expression softened a little.

"and then?"

"Then--"

Arthur racked his brains, strongly regretting why he didn't check the Internet first, such as [what to do after taking your brother out on a trip] and other strategies.

"—or... go to dinner?"

Aum's expression softened a little.

"How about Wayne Hotel? The best hotel in Gotham City, I think you will like the style and food there."

Arthur suggested.Recently, his younger brother's crazy dislike of his clothes, hair, and beard made him finally feel a little bit about his younger brother's preferences.

For example... the Wayne Hotel, which is basically synonymous with luxury and expensive, should be liked by my brother... right?

Aum nodded incredulously.

***

Half an hour later, Aum and Arthur, who simply and neatly threw a group of unconscious gangsters at the gate of the Gotham City Police Station, completely ignored the police's shouts like "Stay, heroes!" and disappeared, were safe and sound. I sat in the Wayne Hotel, admiring the menu.

According to Aum's request, they sat next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it is said that in another hour, they will be able to enjoy the night view of Gotham from the best angle.

Orm, however, is dissatisfied.

"That's what it's called—I'm sure I'll like the food here, bro?"

Aum politely handed the menu to his brother's face.

Arthur had no doubts that if he hadn't been in the Wayne Hotel at this time, the menu might not have been handed over, but had been slapped on his face!

Think about that pen!

Arthur hurriedly took the menu.

"Don't you like...uh...foie gras?"

Aum's indifferent face.

"Oh, no. What about... snails?"

Aum shifted his eyes from his brother to the white ombre tablecloth.

"It seems you don't like French food. What about... Spanish ham?"

Aum picked up the clear and exquisite goblet and played with it.

"Don't like it either? Where's the steak?"

Aum pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, and decided to give his brother a hint, "Where's the fish?"

"Uh——" Arthur flipped through the menu quickly, and said, "——I think this kind of high-end hotel probably doesn't provide food like fried fish?"

Damn fried fish!

Aum endured and endured, gritted his teeth and said, "Fresh fish!"

Arthur froze suddenly, he finally remembered the eating habits of the Atlanteans - fresh fish.And his younger brother happened to be a leader of all kinds, the kind of leader who can smell even a little bit of stale fish!

But the problem is - Gotham is an inland city, where can he go to get fresh fish that meets his requirements for his brother?

If you count freshwater fish, will you be beaten to death by your younger brother?

"Fresh fish?" A young male voice sounded from the table.

Arthur looked up.

"Dick?"

"Hi! Uncle Arthur!"

Dick Grayson, the eldest son of Gotham's richest man, Bruce Wayne, warmly embraced Uncle Arthur, whom he hadn't seen in a while, with open arms.

He patted the head of the boy next to him who was not as tall as his thighs - successfully received an impatient look, and introduced: "This is my father's youngest son, my fourth brother, Damian Wayne. I will pick him up from get out of class, Come here by the way to solve the dinner problem."

"Alfred doesn't have time to talk to us today." Dick added.

A few minutes later, the enthusiastic Dick and the equally enthusiastic Arthur succeeded in sharing a table. Aum and Damian sat opposite each other, with the same expressionless and...indifferent faces on their faces.

"I seem to have heard you discussing just now—" Embarrassed because he accidentally heard someone else's chat, Dick smiled apologetically at Aum, and then continued: "—Fresh fish?"

Arthur nodded, a little sad: "Aum wants to eat fresh fish."

Dick looked up and thought for a while, even if he was not able to help his father manage the Wayne Group like Tim, or to be more precise, he actually knew nothing about the Wayne Group, but based on what he knew about Tim, he inferred—

"The hotel can definitely provide fresh fish." Dick was very sure.

"It's not that simple."

Arthur sighed, and Aum still sat aside with a cold face, as if his brother was discussing with a man who came out of nowhere, not how to feed him.

"Aum has very high requirements for fresh fish, and he can detect even a little bit of freshness!" Arthur emphasized: "Believe me, in this regard, he is definitely better than any most advanced equipment! "

Dick's pupils dilated slightly.

Wow - that's really really cool!

And, he knows who this is!

So Dick had to pay more attention to the fresh fish that Arthur said.

God knows if the former King of Atlantis, who threw all the ocean trash ashore a few months ago, will throw it again because the fish is not fresh enough!

Dick raised his hand and called for the hotel manager—thankfully, although he will rarely appear at the Wayne Group headquarters, his face of the Wayne family is still recognized by someone! ——Give a few words in a low voice, and then ask Arthur and Orm to wait a moment.

A few minutes later, a fresh fish that had just been killed and cleaned appeared on the dining table of the four.The hotel manager personally pushes the dining car to deliver.

"Try it, do you like it?" Arthur moved the plate containing the fresh fish to Aum himself, and poured tea, very earnestly.

Aum was disgusted and disappointed with his brother, "Just—let me eat like this?"

"Huh?" Arthur was puzzled.

If you don’t eat like this, how should you eat?

Aum clicked his tongue in distaste, and asked, "Would you--cut it?"

"...Huh?" Arthur continued to be blank.

Aum repeated a little impatiently: "Chop."

Arthur: "What is that...?"

"..."

In order to be able to eat delicious dishes, Aum had to patiently explain to his brother what is cut and how to make it, and recently this delicious dish has been solved in the Kingdom of Atlantis What a big problem.

"..." Arthur never expected that if he wanted to communicate smoothly with his younger brother without a generation gap, he would even have to learn the common sense of oriental cuisine!

"But..." Arthur reminded his younger brother softly, "...Aum, do you still remember that everyone in our family uses tridents as weapons..."

Aum raised an eyebrow, "So?"

"So—" Arthur's Adam's apple twitched, "—what gave you the illusion that I could use a knife?"

And it still needs to be used to slice the tender fresh fish into light-transmitting thin slices!

"You can not?"

"I—" Arthur faltered.

To be reasonable, if you don't consider any additional meaning, the younger brother's question is still easy to answer.But the problem is...

"Cough!" Dick, who couldn't stand it anymore, interjected in time, and stopped the topic that might run towards discord in front of the underage brother.

"With a knife? I will! Or—I'll try?"

Two clusters of small flames immediately lit up in Aum's eyes.

3 minute later.

Seeing Dick juggling the dagger and slicing out fish fillets that perfectly met Orm's requirements, Arthur lowered his face slightly, thinking——

Time to learn how to use a knife!

Cutting fish for my younger brother, how can the little bat of Bruce's family be more beautiful than before!

The author has something to say:

Arthur: Brother's fish!Only I can cut!Don't think that you can win Orm's favor by knowing how to use a knife, little bat!