[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

The first-generation Robin of the Bat family was staring at the small flag on the steak in a daze.

He secretly observed Joe Ward all day, and finally decided to take him to the most exclusive western restaurant in Queens for dinner.

He behaved gracefully and decently, and he didn't even forget to open a chair for Joe Ward as a gentleman-he contacted Joe Ward as Master Wayne, so he must not be just a child today.

Then, when he handed Joward the menu, Joward ordered him a kid's menu with the little stars and stripes on it.

Dick, who pretended to be an adult all night: "..."

Joe Ward took out a gift box for him: "Sent a toy of the American team-do you like the Avengers?"

Dick smiled: "I'm from Gotham."

Joe Ward: "Oh..."

He didn't need to say much, Joe Ward understood immediately.

Everyone knows that the people of Gotham are as loyal to Batman as they are to the city itself.

It was a pleasure chatting with Dick - which was odd, especially for a young boy who probably wasn't even 10 years old.

But after all, Joe Ward has seen children who can kill among the hosts before they are 10 years old, and he feels that his acceptance is not bad.

Dick: "Do you like Avengers?"

Joe Ward: "I usually don't distinguish between Avengers and Zhenglian...As long as they are heroes, I think they are all worthy of admiration."

Dick: "But with so many superheroes, you always have a favorite."

Joward: "Um...Superman?"

Dick raised his eyebrows.

I don't know why, but at such a young age, when he raised his eyebrows, he looked provocative.

Dick: "I like Superman too~ But is that your real answer, or is it because he's the most popular among the people?"

Joe Ward laughed: "What's the difference? He's just so nice."

During the meal break, he saw a short piece of news playing on the TV outside through the crack of the box door.

In the night sky of the metropolis, Da Chao was being chased and bombarded by a group of RoboCops of unknown faction—these RoboCops were all golden and red.

A line of subtitles scrolled underneath, "The president of Lex Group sent a congratulatory message."

He was a little worried, listening to Dick with one ear and quietly watching the TV at the door.

Dick: "Telling about some interesting tidbits from Gotham lately - Batman seems to be planning a wedding? God, those criminals are happier than getting married."

Joward: "Uh...uh? What? Sorry, I didn't catch...what?"

Dick watched Joe Ward look away from the TV outside the door, and with a smile cut himself a piece of beef on the children's plate and put it in his mouth.

Dick: "I think the French fries in this restaurant are really good. Would you like to try it?"

He picked up a French fries with a paper towel and passed it into the mouth of the person opposite.

The other party was dazed for a second with the French fries in its mouth, and then Maomaomaoli began to swallow it hard.

Dick's sly blue eyes paired with the other's blank, downcast eyes; little Dickie's beautiful blue eyes bent, and kindly wiped the ketchup from the little doctor's mouth.

Dick: Tut tut tut.

I really can't see it, the serious and fierce big bat, the good thing is this one.

After he sent the person home safely, a low-key classic car slid silently and stopped at the door of the clinic.

Dick crawled into the back seat and sat down.He looked at his watch, returning to Gotham now, in time for preparations before the night patrol.

Ah Fu: "How was your dinner, master?"

Dick: "Have a good night, and I'll sneak out for nothing. Ah, if I were eight years older—"

Ah Fu calmly said, "Eight years older than you, you are still underage, young master. By the way, I sincerely hope that you are really like what you said, 'just want to chat casually with the person in the surveillance'."

Dick: "Yeah, I'm really just chatting. Otherwise, what else would I be doing?"

He followed Afu back to Wayne Manor, opened the secret door, and tiptoed into the Batcave.

Thank goodness the big black bat had its back to the secret door and didn't notice him—or had already noticed and didn't bother to answer.

Dick changed into his Robin uniform and walked to the giant screen in the Batcave.

This screen, at the moment, is composed of countless small monitoring screens, switching every 3-5 seconds.The surveillance field of view covers every corner and every main road in Gotham, like a net composed of countless eyes, wrapping the whole Gotham in an airtight manner.

But only a few screens distributed in the middle and upper part are fixed and will not be switched.

Before pestering Ah Fu and getting information about the Queens pet clinic, Dick had already noticed——

It's so obvious, how could it not be noticed?

These few surveillance images from a certain pet clinic are not in the same style as the streets of Gotham that densely surround it, okay?

When Dick stopped in front of the big screen, he happened to see two masked criminals crashing into the police car on the 11th road in Gotham on the surveillance screen, and then crashing headfirst into a nearby utility pole.

And just above the thrilling car chase was the lucky brown-haired, blue-eyed boy he'd only met at dinner.

Now the lucky boy is wearing his fluffy pajamas, kicking his slippers, and holding a bowl in his arms. He is mixing a bowl of cat food for the cow cat in the clinic who loves to toss.

Probably because there was only one person in the clinic, the little doctor seemed much more relaxed than during the day.

The movements of bibimbap are laziness and slowness, and when walking around, the left foot seems to be still a little lame——

Dick frowned.

I didn't pay attention when I was eating dinner. Did he have an old injury on his foot?

The little doctor who was mixing cat food and the cheap cat on the table looked at each other silently for a moment.

After a while, he scooped up a large spoonful from the rice bowl with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

Handy cat: "..."

Dick: "..."

Batman: "Robin, get ready."

Dick: "OK."

According to the bat's watertight personality, preparations are the most important before each night patrol.

They need to check all the equipment on their bodies, whether there is any omission or failure; the overhaul of the Batmobile also needs enough time.

Recently, before the night patrol of the big bat, I seem to be used to checking the mysterious information in the arm communicator——Dick peeked at it occasionally, and it feels like a daily routine, with the underworld and important things that Batman has dealt with all the year round. The clues are not in the same style at all.

When Dick checked his belt and tied it on his green scale shorts, he felt his eyes go dark, and a huge black shadow enveloped him.

Batman was standing right in front of him.The wide cloak stretched down, and the cold disapproval in the eyes was three times the usual.

Batman: "What's going on."

Dick: "What..."

Batman: "Wedding."

Dick's eyes drifted to the communication screen floating above his arm.

In the past, when this time came, the screen would always pop up message bubbles one after another.

Some are long and some are short, but there are many.

The content is broken and broken, and the tone is soft and kind, which always reminds people of the cat with French fries in its mouth.

But today, this screen only has two or three sentences.

One of the sentences is still a question, followed by a slightly embarrassed smiley ";)".

Dick glanced at the monitoring screen behind him. The little doctor had just put down his phone and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Batman showed no expression: "School lessons and night watch can't take up your personal time?"

Translated: Are you looking for trouble for nothing.

Dick spread his hands: "OK--my fault. I just wanted to chat with our beautiful boy who can only stay in the surveillance screen forever, and let him know more about Gotham. Yes, about the emotional situation of our Gotham legend, It was accidentally mixed with some false information. But for Gotham Legend itself, this should be quite clear."

Ah Fu sniggered beside him a little loudly.

The Dark Knight's face became as black as his cloak.

Dick jumped down from the table and said very sincerely, "How about this, let me explain it for you. It's very simple, just answer 'No'."

He wanted to grab the communicator on Batman's arm, and Batman raised his arm a little higher.

Dick jumped up and down to reach it, but couldn't reach it, and scared the little blue bird to death: "eon—"

I can't move it, I can't move it, I really can't move it!

You have the ability to monitor people 24 hours a day, wait for news before the night patrol every night, do you have the ability to reply? !

Batman said coldly: "This is between me and him."

Dick: "Are you sure? It won't be long before it's Superman and him? Do you remember the three elements of love you told me about? Intimacy and security—"

Ah Fu next to him said weakly, "Master, here I suggest you read some normal bedtime readings to the young master..."

Batman: "—and sex appeal."

Dick: "Oh. I feel like someone is pretty confident about their sex appeal? No wonder they're pretty solid."

Batman ended the topic directly: "Go into the Batmobile."

Ah Fu, who was left in the bat cave, sighed.

He is getting older and has been wearing reading glasses more recently.

Now he took off his glasses and wiped the lenses.In the blurred field of vision, on the giant screen full of darkness and evil, the clinic area fixed in the upper middle is shining with orange lights.

It looks gentle and quiet.

Ah Fu: "Sir, I don't want you to say 'you never told me' in the future - the longer you keep him here, the less you will be able to tolerate the dark. One day when he leaves , you won't be able to bear it."

The only answer to him was the roar of the Batmobile's fading away engine.