The correct way to attack the villain

According to relevant media reports, four members of the Speeding Party were found in an alley near the city hall early this morning. Three of them were unconscious and one was seriously injured. The investigation showed that these four members of the Speeding Party had just smashed the Batman in the center of the city hall not long ago. Statue, we have reason to suspect that this is Batman's act of revenge against them. The third day after Batman's true face was revealed, we still haven't seen the government take any measures to curb his behavior-sorry, I really I can't read it anymore."

Gotham Radio, poached from New York by Fox, the blond hostess whose political views have always been objective and correct finally reached the limit of her patience. She put the speech on the table: "These are all speculations, and there is no real evidence at all. , I hope the audience will not be misled by public opinion. Well, today’s Gotham is here in the morning, and we will see you tomorrow.”

Gotham was live broadcasting news in the morning, and the entire recording studio was completely quiet due to sudden changes, until the hostess finished speaking and people walked out of the studio, and the director had no time to switch perspectives.

Before the director got angry, the hostess first bent down to him, and she turned to the staff of the entire recording studio: "Sorry for causing trouble to you, I hope you can understand."

The phone in the recording room rang at this time, and the nearest tuner picked up the phone tremblingly, without even pressing the speakerphone, the person in charge sounded exasperated.

"Jessica, if you don't want to do it, you can tell me in advance, don't engage in such temporary tricks, this is a live broadcast, do you know? Do you want our entire program group to go drink Northwest Wind with you?! "

The hostess answered the phone, apologized again sincerely, and then said: "But I hope you can understand that even if the genre is not so serious, we are still a news program, and our reports have to be matter-of-fact factuality and accuracy, rather than trying to curry favor with the owners of Wayne Enterprises by spreading stuff that we can't confirm the truth of the matter."

The person in charge on the other end of the phone was obviously very angry, his voice was so sharp that the entire studio could hear: "This is your professional ethics?!"

"Yes." The hostess did not deny, "It is because of my professional ethics that I insisted on broadcasting this new column for two full days, and the press releases of the previous two days were based on facts even if they were mixed with subjective factors. But now."

"I heard that your original intention for creating this column was to reach out to the masses to listen to their opinions. Now the column's complaint calls are going to be blown up, and you still go your own way. Sir, if you still insist on this approach, I think in order to protect our I can only choose to resign because of my professional ethics."

The person in charge exploded: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are hired by Fox, that was already two years ago, even if he is—"

Before he could say something worse, the hostess hung up the phone decisively, then turned around and bowed again to the studio staff: "It's a pleasure to work with you for two years, I think—"

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open, and a woman wearing glasses, curly hair, and uniform walked in with windy steps: "Is Jessica there?"

No one doesn't know her, the well-known special administrative assistant of Wayne Enterprises Corporation, Ms. Jinferni's megaphone, the messages conveyed represent what the core executives of Wayne Enterprises want to say.

They basically belonged to people like them who employees of the branch of Wayne Enterprises would not come into contact with many times in their careers.

The hostess didn't seem to expect people to come so quickly.However, she dared to throw out press releases during the live broadcast, and she had already prepared for this kind of mental preparation. Her character was destined to not cater to others, otherwise she would not be a person who was poached by Fox himself. Years later, he changed from a big host to a morning and evening news anchor of a small column group.

Jessica brushed her hair together: "Hi, I'm here."

The administrative assistant pushed the glasses: "This is an urgent press release from the main station in conjunction with the Gotham Police Department. You can go and record it again."

The hostess was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took the press release, and said in disbelief after seeing the above news: "Batman's unknown top-secret case of saving Gotham? Are you going to broadcast this?"

The special administrative assistant urged impatiently, "act quickly", the hostess shut up, and hurriedly ran to the dressing room with the staff to touch up makeup.

During the process, the director walked up to her, and the administrative assistant glanced at him: "Is there any problem?"

The director swallowed: "Is this what the higher-ups mean?"

Administrative Assistant: "Of course."

The director felt a little dizzy: "But Bruce, I mean the boss, hasn't he always opposed the existence of Batman?"

The special administrative assistant frowned and recalled that Bruce Wayne had indeed publicly stated several times that Gotham does not need the existence of vigilantes like Batman: "Probably." She felt as if she suddenly found a similar surge in news these days. The reason is, "You set up this column group just to please the boss?"

The director had already realized that the wind direction was wrong, and immediately blamed it: "It's Mr. James, he said that the deputy director of the main station became a regular because of this, and then—"

"The deputy director was transferred because the new director was fired because of some black material before he took office." The administrative assistant rolled his eyes, "Do you want the main station to release a news about this matter?"

Director: "No no no no."

Administrative assistant: "Find out why James is only a branch producer until now, and then do the work assigned to you by the boss."

The administrative assistant left the studio after speaking.The staff of the studio are waiting for the host to touch up the makeup after finishing the preparatory work.

"It's true that the boss hates Batman, there's no doubt about it." A row of camera and sound production inscriptions gathered together in the studio, discussing in a low voice, "But I heard from a friend in the financial department of the head office that the boss's new The assistant seems to like Batman very much, and even asked Ms. Ginferney to buy it for him-"

Halfway through the speech, all the employees in the studio gathered together at once. The speaker coughed nervously, and then continued, "I bought him a limited edition Batman body pillow!"

The people around immediately gave an "oh" in understanding, and then someone interrupted: "But I heard that the boss's new assistant is a man."

All the staff fell silent.

After half an hour.

Everyone in the studio gasped.

Bruce didn't know how his sudden decision affected him personally, he did it purely because he felt a little bit of conscience, just like what Alfred told him yesterday after he returned to the Batcave in the riot car .

"There may be no one else in Gotham that cares about Batman's feelings, except for me. Of course, the premise is that Ethan Harvey and the others don't know Batman's true identity."

"It has nothing to do with whether he's a clown or not."

When Alfred walked into the Batcave with his lunch, he unexpectedly saw a man sitting in front of a giant screen with a lot of information, but he was staring at his mobile phone in a daze instead of dealing with official business.

"I heard you called the front desk." Alfred put the dinner plate on the table next to him.

Bruce recovered and put down his phone: "Their press release is too exaggerated."

"I thought there would be no news more exaggerated than the entertainment news about the heir to Wayne Enterprises being gay that caused Gotham five years ago. I still remember your indifference to that news." Alfred De said as he took his lunch off the plate, "And the host who broadcast that news almost became the head of Wayne Radio."

Bruce took the black tea, looked up at the screen, and didn't speak.

"Ms. Jin Funi said that Song Mo didn't come to work today."

Alfred took out a neatly folded printing paper from his pocket, and said on it: "You have to give him a leave note."

Bruce's eyes fell on the note, which clearly stated his reason for asking for leave: sickness.

"Obviously." The old butler stood beside him and said, "You not only hurt a child's heart, but also his body, young master."

Bruce's signing hand paused: "..."

The old butler: "But who cares, those who have been heartbroken for Bruce Wayne can probably go to the World Expo from here. You don't have to feel bad, because it's not your fault."

Bruce: "..."

Alfred poured a cup of hot black tea for Bruce conveniently: "If I have to say it, I can only blame you for being too attractive."

Bruce took the cup of black tea from Alfred helplessly: "That's not what I meant."

Alfred stopped joking, he took an empty dinner plate and stepped back: "Don't blame me for being talkative, I have always seldom criticize your behavior, young master, because you have always had limits."

"So I don't know why you have been avoiding the questions related to Song Mo." The old housekeeper said with blood, "Weren't you very decisive when you refused these things before."

Bruce wanted to deny it subconsciously, but even he knew that no matter how much he denied it, he couldn't change this fact.

He rubbed his face: "I just want to find a way that won't hurt him."

Bruce couldn't say that he sympathized with Song Mo, because that would undoubtedly be a great disrespect to him, but knowing what happened to Song Mo was indeed the beginning of his softening attitude towards Song Mo, especially when Song Mo was with him. After the showdown.

Sometimes when he sees Song Mo, he feels a strong sense of guilt, and even he himself can't explain the reason.It may be because of the ages of the two of them. It is no exaggeration to say that if he was more romantic when he was young, it would not be an exaggeration to have a child as old as Song Mo, or because he felt that he had done nothing. but leads a man astray.

Song Mo's relationship history is absolutely blank, even if the way the other party expresses his affection often seems very frivolous.

He couldn't think of a third reason.

The two people in the Batcave fell into a long silence because of this topic, until there was movement in the upper right corner of the giant monitoring screen.

It was the nine-square grid monitoring screen that Bruce set up alone to observe the situation around the Roland community, because Otto's movements became more and more serious during this period, and more and more eyeliners were arranged around Song Mo.Song Mo is now the key to their fight against Otto, absolutely nothing can go wrong.

In the middle of the Jiugongge, facing the bushes downstairs in the community, a young man with a messy hair in a wide pajamas and slippers stopped in front of the trash can with a cardboard box in his arms.

Bruce subconsciously wanted to look away, but before that, he saw half of the things in the cardboard box that the young man was holding.If he guessed correctly, those should be——

His belt, his computer and his bat gloves, and other miscellaneous Batman stuff.

The young man wanted to throw these things into the trash can with a cold expression, but probably because the trash can was too dirty, the cardboard box sat on top of the trash can for a long time and he didn't let go. Finally, he rolled his eyes and threw the cardboard box on the Next to the trash can, walked out of the surveillance screen.

And before Bruce could look away—

The young man came back cursing and took away the cardboard box, and kicked the trash can angrily by the way.

Bruce swore he didn't mean to laugh at anything, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up before his mind could make a judgment.

The old housekeeper: "You really shouldn't laugh at him."

Bruce frowned seriously: "I didn't."

Alfred felt that he was probably really old, and he couldn't see any hope of Bruce holding his son in this life, so he was so emotional when looking at the juniors.He sighed: "It's not that I talk too much, young master."

"If you're not going to accept him, you're bound to do him harm in any way."

The old butler carried the tray and said one last thing before leaving the Batcave: "It's not good for anyone if you drag it on like this."

Bruce looked down at the fake note: "I know."