The correct way to attack the villain

In the first year of Bruce and Song Mo's marriage, a vicious murder occurred in Gotham.

A group of gangsters extorted the Flying Circus and failed, so they unscrewed the screws of the sling of their trapeze show in anger. The Grayson couple who were performing that day fell to their deaths, leaving only their eight-year-old child.

This kind of case is too common in Gotham, and no media is willing to spend more time reporting him. Countless misfortunes befall the citizens of Gotham every day, and Dick Grayson is just one of them.Fortunately though.

On the day of the incident, Bruce Wayne and Song Mo happened to be watching the circus at the scene.

After discussing with Song Mo, Bruce Wayne decided to adopt this unfortunate eight-year-old child.He funded Dick's funeral for his parents, and then brought him back to Wayne Manor from the orphanage.

Bruce Wayne adopted a child, and Alfred was the happiest about this matter, because the child supplies he had prepared for Song Mo before and had no time to use them finally came in handy again, if it weren't for fear It brought back bad memories for Dick, and he even wanted to build a trapeze rope for Dick on the huge balcony space outside the gymnasium on the fourth floor, which was exactly the same as in the circus.

But the enthusiasm of the old butler could not help Dick out of grief in a short time.Especially Bruce Wayne and Song Mo, as the vigilante of Gotham and the leader of the villains, have many things to do every day. In the first week of Dick’s arrival at Wayne Manor, most of the time he didn’t sit on the stairs and play games alone. It's just sitting alone at a 22-seater dining table.

The old butler finally couldn't bear it and called Song Mo: "I think we have to find a way to at least make him less depressed."

When Song Mo received the call from Alfred, Song Mo was still in the alliance to help Zemo test the new anti-gravity mecha—maybe the attack on Tiangongxing aroused the interest of the other two partners, and they finally no longer resembled them. My father was so short-sighted, he only set his sights on the earth, which is as small as a sesame seed compared to the universe, and planned to develop his ambitions on other planets——Song Moshi asked casually, "Where's Bruce?"

Alfred who just came out of the Batcave: "He's still following Zuko's trail, you know, he doesn't want Dick to repeat his mistakes."

Song Mo stopped what he was doing, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and half an hour before lunch time: "Then I'll go there now."

Dick didn't come out of the room until after the morning class. Alfred had already waited outside 5 minutes earlier: "Lunch time, Master Dick."

Dick responded politely, followed the old butler as usual, and walked towards the direction of the restaurant. This time the old butler said something extra: "Maybe someone will accompany you to eat lunch."

The eight-year-old was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's what you said last time."

He originally thought it was Alfred comforting him again, but after he walked into the restaurant, Dick found that Alfred was not joking this time, and there was indeed another person sitting at the table.

A young man with brown hair and blue eyes who didn't look much older than him.

He knew it was his other guardian.

In front of Song Mo was a stack of the old butler's special cornflakes and two servings of puff pastry creamy mushroom soup. After seeing Dick, he beckoned to Dick, beckoning him to come and sit down, and then continued to lower his head and carefully cut the puff pastry on the soup bowl , the attitude is neither cold nor overly enthusiastic. If you insist on describing it, it is very ordinary, but it has to be said.

This attitude really made Dick more comfortable.

The day Bruce Wayne adopted Dick, Song Mo happened to be called to the alliance, and worked overtime for a whole week to test those anti-gravity mechs, so adding the time he met Bruce at the circus last time, this is Song Mo. Mo saw this boy named Dick Grayson for the third time.

The devastation of losing his parents apparently affected him so much that he now looks rather depressed,

"Are you still used to living in Wayne Manor? I heard that Alfred hired a private teacher for you." After Dick sat down, the young man pushed the puff pastry soup in front of him, and picked the least Wrong topic as an opening.

Dick sat across from Song Mo cautiously: "This place is very big." He looked at the puff pastry soup in front of him, "The private teacher is very nice."

Song Mo looked at the child with his head down, and seeing that he obviously didn't want to say anything more, he pushed the cut steak in front of him: "Let's eat first."

Dick nodded, and the two finished their lunch quietly. When the old butler came up to clear the table, Song Mo suddenly said, "Did your private teacher leave you homework?"

Dick looked up at Song Mo: "I left a social observation assignment."

Song Mo stood up from the chair: "Let me see."

Dick was stunned for a moment, then jumped off the chair, walked ahead and brought Song Mo to the small study room that the old housekeeper set up for him alone.

There were Dick's book and the social observation homework on the desk. Song Mo picked up the homework and glanced at it, then raised his eyebrows.

"I couldn't write such ugly characters when I was four years old."

Dick blushed.

Since he was a child, he has been said more than once to be smart, whether it is the things taught by the teacher or the trapeze skills taught by his parents, he can quickly learn, but no matter how you say it, he is doomed to not have much time to play after learning these things. A solid fundamental.

So it was said more than once that his handwriting was ugly.

But I don't know if it is an illusion, Dick always feels that he has heard this sentence somewhere.

Song Mo leaned against the edge of the desk, looking at the social observation assignment that hadn't yet drawn up a theme: "Have you got any ideas?"

Dick nodded. "I want to write Batman."

Social Watch became Superhero Watch, although Batman has always been a social issue.

"That's not easy to observe. The places where he haunts are always dangerous."

Dick looked down at the pen on the table: "I'll be careful."

Song Mo was noncommittal, picked up the pen next to him and wrote a sentence on the assignment: "How about using this as the theme?"

After finishing speaking, he spread his homework on the table, and Dick looked down.

The first reaction was that the young man's writing was really beautiful, and then he saw the content on it.

Social observation assignment topics:

[Batman is a good guy]

Dick froze for a moment, and then, a brain storm blew up in his eight-year-old head, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

The memory deep in my mind was awakened by this sentence, including the sentence just now "I couldn't write such ugly characters when I was four years old."

This can't just be a coincidence.

He looked at Song Mo, that good-looking young man in disbelief. His young guardian didn't say anything, just looked back at him with a smile.

Obviously it should be a very gentle smile, but Dick always felt that the clown wearing exaggerated stage makeup overlapped with the person in front of him.

Then a slightly cool hand was placed on his head and rubbed: "Do your homework well, I have to go to work first."

After Song Mo finished speaking, he walked out of the study room, leaving Dick alone in the room, staring blankly at the social observation assignment in a daze.

"Diverting attention is definitely the best way to get him out of his grief, Bunya."

After leaving the study, Song Mo raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm really a little genius who is good at comforting people."

Bangya: "...Aren't you afraid that he will tell others your identity?"

Song Mo: "Do you think he will?"

Bunya thinks.

Probably not.

Sure enough, Dick didn't tell anyone else about it, and he really broke free from his grief. Now there is only one thing in his mind, and that is——

The clown is his guardian.

Is there anything scarier in this world than being targeted by a clown?

Have.

That is the Joker is his guardian.

But he soon discovered that there was something more terrifying than this.The premise of that matter is——

Bruce Wayne is Batman.

It was also the day when Song Mo directly exposed his identity to Dick. Dick was full of messy thoughts, then fell asleep on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the living room, and was awakened by a slight sound.

Eight-year-olds, who can completely hide themselves in the back of the sofa without being seen, Dick poked his head out from the back of the sofa, just in time to see Alfred fiddle with the switch in the standing clock, and then the one who looked like The standing clock of the double-door wardrobe automatically opened the door, revealing the elevator inside.

The old butler walked into the elevator without noticing.As for whether he found the child lying behind the sofa.

——Only Alfred himself knows.

Dick held his breath and waited until Alfred came out of the elevator again, jumped off the sofa and took the elevator, and then happened to meet the man who had just finished fighting criminals and returned to the Batcave in the Batmobile from outside the waterfall. batman.

When Bruce Wayne looks at the kid at the top of the Batcave who's staring at him with a little bit of disbelief.

Bruce Wayne: "..."

The next morning.

"Let's not say whether Alfred did it on purpose."

In the master bedroom, Song Mo, who finally had time to sleep in Wayne Manor after a whole week of work, leaned on the big bed after taking a shower, and said while reading a storybook: "In this case, he wants to discover your identity It's a matter of time."

Bruce Wayne shaves in the bathroom - an aspect of his grooming he's been obsessed with since he had a Mrs. Wayne who rubbed his chin with the palm of her hand every other day or two.

"Probably." The man said in a low voice, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Song Mo's hand flipping through the book paused, then he smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Yes, what do you want?"

Bruce Wayne raised an eyebrow.

He didn't believe that Song Mo would not remember, especially when the young people started to chant regularly from the first month of their marriage, "It will be our first wedding anniversary in eleven months" and "Our first wedding anniversary will be in ten and a half months." Such words.

The man wiped off the shaving foam on his chin with a towel: "Then, do you have the honor to invite Mrs. Wayne out for dinner tomorrow?"

Song Mo was very reserved: "That's hard to say, I'm very busy, boss."

Then he was grabbed by the wrist by the man who came out of the bathroom, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall for 10 minutes and kissed him: "If you are busy, ask for leave."

Song Mo stared at the man's neck, which was close at hand: "That depends on your performance, Mr. Wayne."

Bruce Wayne lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "The performance during the day or the performance at night?"

The 36-year-old man learned to play hooligans legally after marriage, Song Mo felt his throat was a little dry: "Actually, I think—"

In fact, he felt that what he did at night could also be done during the day.He had meant to say so.

But the sudden knock on the door interrupted the two people's tender time in the morning.

Song Mo let go of the hand holding the man's neck, turned around and opened the door.

Dick stood there in his pajamas. After seeing Song Mo who opened the door, he swallowed subconsciously: "Morning, good morning."

Song Mo: "Morning."

He saw Dick glance into the room, casually scratched his hair, said "I'll make breakfast" and left the room, leaving the two of them alone.

Dick waited until Song Mo went down the corridor before entering the room, and closed the door cautiously.He walked up to Bruce, and said something very straightforward, even if he stuttered: "You, you are Batman, right?"

After being hit by the truth one after another last night, Dick didn't work up the courage to confirm it until the morning.

Apparently Bruce Wayne, who has had experience raising children once, is not as flustered as he was the first time when dealing with family relations.

Bruce Wayne: "Yes."

Dick's expression suddenly became excited.

That's Batman, Batman!Gotham's best detective!The vigilante who punishes rape and eliminates evil!The omnipotent dark knight!

Then he seemed to think of something, and Dick's excited expression froze.

Yes, scarier than the fact that the Joker is his guardian.

The Joker is Batman's legitimate companion.

and so--

Did you know your wife is actually a clown?

Dick couldn't ask the question.He can be sure, or not so absolutely, but there must be a high probability that the Joker knows that Batman is Bruce Wayne.Dick still remembers the scene when he first met the Joker, why he would speak well of Batman, so it is easy to understand when it is connected.

With such an association, Dick suddenly felt again.

The clown doesn't seem all that scary either.

He had read his guardian's profile, and Song Mo was only eighteen this year, which meant that he couldn't be the original clown, unless he started committing crimes in Gotham at the age of eight.

He's a clown, yes, but he's the second generation at best.

He remembered well how the clown had broken off the mohawk's fingers and crushed his penis with the tip of his shoe.

Looking back now, Dick feels his back teeth sore.

But the Joker didn't do anything to him, and even the first time they met was friendly.

And if Bruce Wayne doesn't know the identity of the clown, he spreads all this out, which is likely to bring a huge marital crisis to the family.

Dick was caught in a dilemma for a while.

Bruce Wayne obviously didn't know that the child had so many thoughts in his mind in the blink of an eye, he touched Dick's head: "So I hope you understand, because I don't have enough time to accompany you on this, in this respect I It's never been that good."

Dick came back to his senses and nodded: "I understand."

Bruce smiled and put down his hand: "Go and have breakfast."

Dick responded.The two came to the corridor on the second floor one after the other. Song Mo was already sitting at the dining table, with two cups of soaked hot milk and a cup of coffee in front of him, as well as a basket of bread and three stacks of butter.

Next to it was a plate of pancakes made by the old butler, still exuding the aroma of hot oil.At this moment, the conscientious housekeeper was already pruning the shrubs downstairs.

It was the first time Dick had breakfast with his two new guardians.

The richest man in Gotham, an assistant to the richest man in Gotham.A Batman, a Joker.

He felt that the world was too fantastic, and he must have killed him before this. He would never have imagined that he would be able to have breakfast at the same table with Batman and the Joker one day, and this scene seemed——

It's very routine, as if it's really an ordinary family sitting together for a meal after waking up in the morning.

The Joker even asks about his homework question: "How's your Batman Social Watch project going?"

Dick swallowed the food in his mouth, subconsciously glanced at Bruce, and said, "I'm still preparing, I already have an idea."

Song Mo nodded, and did not interfere with an eight-year-old child's social investigation homework.He was scraping his stack of butter that had bottomed out, and Bruce Wayne, who was sitting in the main seat, pushed his stack of butter over. Song Mo glanced at Bruce and smiled.

Then dumped his least favorite side of toast on Bruce Wayne's plate.

The man smiled helplessly, then lowered his head and finished the few slices of toast.

Song Mo picked up the tissue at hand and wiped his mouth, then suddenly said, "How about we take a family portrait when we're done?"

Bruce Wayne obviously had no objection: "I'll go contact the photographer."

Song Mo glanced at the child again: "Dick?"

Dick was stunned for a moment, he blinked, and when he saw the young man smiling at him, he also smiled subconsciously.

"Listen to you."