The correct way to attack the villain

On the first day of taking over as a temporary housekeeper at Wayne Manor, the alarm clock started a little earlier than usual.

The young man who had finished the breakfast looked sleepy. Wearing the oversized Batman nightgown, he yawned and carried the dinner plate to the master bedroom. The door of the master bedroom was not closed, and there was no one on the bed. The quilts are neat and completely untouched.

"The young master is usually either in the bedroom or in the study in the morning. If you don't see him in these two places, put the breakfast in the refrigerator. When he thinks about it, he will heat it by himself—hope it won't be the next day. morning."

Song Mo leaned against the door frame and stood still. After confirming that there was no one in the bathroom of the master bedroom, he turned and went to the study.

The thick curtains were drawn in the study room, and even though it was bright outside, the room was still dim, and the computer screens flickering with various business affairs became dazzling.Sure enough, the man was still there, holding his eyebrows with one hand at the moment, and seemed to be resting, with a cup of cold, half-drunk American black coffee beside him.

"Does he not need to sleep at all?" Song Mo said to Bangya in his mind, walking into the room softly, and put the dinner plate on the only place on the desk that was not full of documents, "I probably know why The dinner plate lids in Wayne Manor are all vacuum-plated and plated with such a thick layer of silver, really a well-intentioned old housekeeper."

After completing the first task of the temporary housekeeper, Song Mo retreated back to the corridor, and after closing the door of the study, he curled his lips viciously: "Bangya, will I be able to see the billionaire in Gotham soon because of his official business?" Did Busy suddenly die in front of the computer desk looking for strange news?"

Bunya: "That's really congratulations, you can go to any job that pays less than a third of what you do now."

Song Mo: "...sounds great."

Bunya: "You can still wreak havoc in Gotham unscrupulously, because the worst thing is to face Sheriff Gordon every day."

Song Mo mentally compared the hot and sexy Batman with the wrinkled Sergeant Gordon who would always say to put the gun down, and the greasy gay aesthetic set off alarm bells at this moment.

"Okay." He rubbed his face, "Stew ginseng antler and wolfberry soup for lunch."

The footsteps outside the door slowly walked away, and in the study, Bruce opened his eyes again.The light on the computer was a bit dazzling, he rubbed his temples, closed the computer and squinted for a while with his brows propped up, until the cell phone at hand suddenly rang.

Good morning greetings from an old housekeeper far away on the west coast but with Gotham in his heart.

The man rubbed his face, trying to keep his mental state from looking too bad after high-intensity work and insufficient rest, and his voice was much lower than usual: "Alfred."

"Ten minutes ago, the temporary butler of the manor asked me some questions about some advanced ingredients. I thought you were so weak that you needed to rely on ginseng antler to hang your breath." The old butler at the other end of the video sat in a room In an obvious Chinese restaurant, in front of him was a cup of hot coffee with soy milk. He observed Bruce's expression, "At least it doesn't look too bad now, I hope you had a good night's sleep yesterday—"

After talking about Ah Fu, he saw that Bruce was still wearing the blue shirt and dark wallet from yesterday: "Maybe he didn't sleep."

Bruce glanced at the wall clock in the old butler's next series of remarks, "I think I should have a tough attitude and asked the workers to set up a bed for you in the study when I was renovating." From the temporary clothes on the far right of the bookcase She took out a bath towel and went into the bathroom, and put the phone on the sink by the way.

The sound of the shower came from the bathroom: "How about the West Bank?"

"It seems that the situation is not bad so far, no more clues have been found, and we have to wait until the informant is found." Alfred changed the subject, "Fox told me in the morning that you investigated some things that happened ten years ago .”

Bruce didn't answer.

"Are you still suspecting that the child has something to do with Otto?"

"It's not suspicion." The man said firmly, "They must be related."

"At least it won't be a cooperative relationship, young master."

Bruce's tone became a little helpless: "You always have a special attitude towards certain criminals."

The old butler wiped his glasses: "Thanks to you, when the mutants took over Gotham last time, I made some friendship with Professor Charles because of investigating them."

Bruce: "At least it's a much better excuse than your previous birthday party for recruiting a bunny girl to work as a maid in Wayne Manor."

Alfred: "Ah, this soy milk coffee is really good. I'll bring you a copy later. I'm used to drinking Americano coffee. I think you need to change your taste. Then I won't bother you. Work hard."

Bruce: "..."

A conversation ended so inexplicably.After turning off the shower, Bruce surrounded the bathroom casually, and after pushing open the bathroom door, he met Song Mo in the study who was about to come in to clean up the dishes.

Song Mo glanced at the man whose lower body was completely naked for a bath towel and whose upper body was still dripping water. When his upper and lower lips touched, he almost couldn't help whistling.

"Sorry, I saw no one in the room, and thought you had gone to the bedroom to rest."

The young man who had changed out of his bat pajamas was wearing ordinary everyday clothes, reached out to pick up the dinner plate on the table, and put it back on the table in doubt after feeling the weight of the dinner plate: "Haven't you eaten yet? Seafood You still have to drink the porridge while it’s hot, can I bring you another cup of coffee?”

It seems that he has entered the state of a temporary housekeeper.

A criminal who can quickly enter the role, no matter what his identity is, he can act impeccably. Even in the underground industry in Lex, he can skillfully disguise himself as a young lady with four breast stickers. It seems that as long as he wants, he can Make a thousand different looks in the face of any situation that demands it.

Contradictory like a split personality.

What kind of environment can cultivate such a person?And he's not even an adult this year.

Suddenly remembering the news he saw last night, Bruce frowned.

"Need not."

"Okay." Song Mo retreated to the door with the tray in both hands, "Then I'll go out first."

"Enjoy your meal, boss."

After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes at Bruce.

The location of that glance is definitely not the face.

For the first time in his life, Bruce had the illusion that he was being raped.

Maybe not an illusion.

"There is no second person in the world with such a muscular body and such a perfect body proportion." After leaving the study, the little gay man covered his face and sighed, "And the ring finger is so long, it must be very happy to be his female partner Bar."

Bangya: "Put away those dangerous thoughts in your mind, Captain, he is the man you will never get in your life."

Song Mo: "...tell me where you read the latter sentence from."

Bunya: "Batman Fan Forum."

Song Mo: "..."

Bangya: "In order to live close to the host, our brain has to make some necessary sacrifices."

Song Mo: "...That's really hard work for you."

Bunya: "Thank you for your understanding"

Song Mo: "...You're welcome."

Bunya: "It would be even better if you could remove that website from your favorites."

Song Mo: "Don't even think about it."