[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Lucifer Morningstar's nightclub - Lux, the bar of light.

Unlike the free-drinking shops where you can drink casually after entering the venue, the consumption method of Light Bar is a la carte, that is, except for the two glasses of mixed drinks included in the admission fee, all drinks have to be paid separately. If you want to get drunk It’s easy to get a hole in your purse, not to mention that Light Bar takes a luxurious route, and the most common bartending is not affordable for poor students who have to reach out to their families or work hard to earn pocket money, even ordinary office workers with small bourgeoisie If you want to come here for a night, you have to tighten your belt and eat boiled water and toast for a few more days when you go home.

Even in such a "noble" store, people have spontaneously started queuing at the door before the opening hours, and judging from the costumes of the customers and their speech and behavior, all of them are "upper class" with backgrounds. people".

"Tim, let's take a selfie." Jason pulled Tim around in the queue and turned around, motioning to use the "Bar of Light" signboard as the background of the selfie.

Suddenly called by Jason to display his professional photography skills, Tim almost threw his absolutely shady cell phone out with a shake of his hand.

"Are you sure?" Half excited and half frightened, he raised the phone, adjusted the angle so that both of them could be in the shot, and Tom still hesitated before pressing the shutter to start the countdown—Jason didn't want to take it anytime he was on the road. The type of people who pick up their mobile phones to shoot east and west.

"You can shoot as soon as you tell me, why are there so many problems? Hey, your hands are so short, let me take them, can this work?" With a disgusted expression on his lips, Jason moved from Tim with lightning speed. Grabbing the phone in his hand, he took advantage of his superior skills to easily put the elegant font of "Light of Light" in the background on the screen together with the two of them, "Okay, that's it, tsk, there are so many tricks It’s still counting down, where are you from Youth Wangmei Xiaoxianrou, OK, let’s call it a day.”

Regarding the fact that the mobile phone was taken away so easily, Tim's mood is a bit complicated. This is fully reflected in the selfie with a strange expression, as if someone stabbed him from the back, and Jason's expression beside him. It looks like a soldier who is ready to fight for the country, ready to die in a hundred battles.

All in all, as a selfie before dancing, it can be said to be very dramatic.

Even Mr. Timothy Drake, the detective and Stoker who has perfected his skills in Red Robin, couldn't understand the master of the mask who looked deathly by his side for a while. what kind of unfolding.

Ah, as expected of an idol!The delicate thoughts that ordinary people cannot easily understand!And that straight height and strong and slender arms and fingers, I really want to... No, no, stop your thoughts, Timothy Drake, remember that you are here to investigate Satan and suspicious cult organizations!focus!

Oh, this angle is really good, let's take a picture first.

"Tim, Tebow, dear." Jason patted the top of Tim's head with his hand, and took off the sunglasses that he had refused to leave the bridge of his nose since he met Lucifer, and showed Tim that since he and Jason Since the first official face-to-face, the smile that dazzled him the most.

"Yeah, Jason." It felt like he was out of his body, and Tim heard himself answering Jason in a tone that should never be expected of a calm and reserved Red Robin.

And Jason seemed very satisfied with Tim's reaction, he smiled brighter, his eyes narrowed slightly, the bright emerald green was enough to make people get lost in its beauty, even if it was stored in Bruce's personal safe , The top-level jade that once belonged to Martha is not as good as those eyes.

They almost seem to have some kind of magic power-

"Only this time, I'm going to pretend I didn't notice the tracker you put on my shoe, belt, watch, and my right trouser leg." The smiling Jason said, which made Tim feel very cold "B They are not here, it doesn't mean you are responsible for filling up everyone's tracker quota, understand? Very good, if I don't return to the hotel an hour after closing, you know what to do."

Uh, wait, that doesn't sound right.

He said this as if he wouldn't go in with Jason, don't be stupid, how could he leave Jason alone to face the character who is suspected to be Satan Bendan?

Of course he wants to go in...to...with him?

"Please show your ID." A hand was stretched out in front of Tim, palm up, motioning for him to put the ID on it.

Tim calmly puts his driver's license in the hands of the nightclub clerk.

The staff glanced sideways at the date of birth on Tim's driver's license, shook his head and raised his thumb in a lazy expression to compare to the direction of the road, and handed back Tim's driver's license with the other hand— —It’s quite a face for not telling Tim to go away directly.

Tim took out his wallet, pulled out a Benjamin Franklin, folded it in half, and put it on the driver's license returned by the staff.With skilled movements and calm expression, one can tell at a glance that this kind of thing has been done before.

The staff member was very work ethic, shook his head, and firmly handed back Benjamin Franklin to Tim along with his driver's license.

"This is ridiculous." Tim took back his ID almost rudely, and pointed to the entrance of the Light Bar, where Jason's back could no longer be seen, "I didn't see you check his ID just now !"

"Son, I have long eyes, I can see." The staff probably also saw a lot of teenagers like Tim who wanted to sneak into the bar to try something new, and gestured helplessly that they might have left an impression when they glanced at him. , Jason's height and physique, "The little brother just now, you told me that he is underage, who would believe it? Well, stop making trouble, there are still so many people queuing up behind, go, go."

Tim walked out of the queue holding his ID card blankly, and instantly understood what Jason's inexplicable selfie and the phrase "you know how to do" were for.

"Did you actually use my hand to send the pre-death message?" Tim looked at the selfie of the two of them, the time and place were all there, and the signal from the tracker could be clearly seen coming from the light bar when the phone was turned on. Jason hadn't planned to let Tim follow him in from the beginning.

Because it might be a real Satan, so I went alone-yes, this is very Jason.

Taking a few deep breaths and quickly thinking about the future arrangements, Tim lowered his head and began to frantically enter a series of codes on the phone. After all, palm-sized tools are not as good as computers with full functions. When Tim completes the functions he expected At the time of setting, the people queuing up to enter the venue have almost finished digesting, and the staff responsible for managing entry and exit slipped their mobile phones with cigarettes in their mouths, and occasionally raised their heads to glance at the sporadic guests who were about to enter the venue.

And once again stopped Tim who was about to enter.

"Listen, kid, there's a rule here—no entry under the age of 21."

"No, you're listening! I'm Timothy Drake, my dad is Jackson Drake, the owner of Drake Industries, and my mom is Janet Drake, a well-known teacher in archeology. I The guardian is Bruce Wayne, you heard me right, that Wayne." Tim pulled out all the names of his adults in one breath, and imitated Damian's posture of looking at people with his nostrils, raising his head high "Do you—do you still want to keep this job?"

The heavy soundproof door closed behind him.The dynamic and rhythmic music rushes into the ears like a mountain, and the guests who come to consume, the staff in cool clothes, and the burly security guards standing in the corner ready to stop the out-of-control customers constitute an ordinary nightclub scene. .

The tracker showed that Jason was still in the building, among the crowd in front of him.

Regarding finding Jason in the crowd, Tim is full of confidence.

***

Jason felt a little guilty about leaving Tim alone outside, but when he thought of the few seconds he and Lucifer looked at each other, and the ensuing reaction of the water in Lazarus that hadn't happened for a long time , Jason reaffirmed that he had made the right decision.

As the first group of guests to enter the bar, Jason had the opportunity to keep the layout of the Light Bar in mind before it was overwhelmed by the crowd. Most of the other early guests had already been taken to the reserved boxes or booths. He also went to the bar to order from the bartender familiarly. Compared with Jason, who was standing alone in the corner, he was the weird one.

But this level of unnaturalness, soon after Jason deliberately chatted with a few guests, he was included in the common problems of newcomers who "come here for the first time and don't know how to start playing", and some of them were even more enthusiastic. The guest took the initiative to introduce the staff of the Light Bar to Jason.

"Have you seen the dark-skinned hottie behind the bar? She is Mai Zejin, and everyone calls her Maizi. As someone who has experienced it, I suggest you not to provoke her. If you do, she will definitely experience what is called 'egg pain. ’, a physical experience.”

"Did you see that piano? It is the piano of the owner of this bar. He will come here to see the venue from time to time, or hold bunny parties, little nurse parties, etc., and sometimes he will directly live here Playing and singing, even someone like me who doesn't know much about music thinks the boss plays the piano really well!"

Before being dragged away by his friends, the enthusiastic guest patted Jason on the shoulder with a smile, asking Jason to come more often in the future—the confident look seemed to be sure that Jason would fall in love with Guang after he came here once. Let's just try to become a customer from now on.

So suspicious!

Jason's eyes scanned the various alcoholic beverages behind the bar, and secretly speculated that the guests were actually drugged, which is why they came back again and again to consume.

Just as he was thinking about ordering a glass of wine and sneaking it home for testing, another person's voice suddenly rang in his ears, making Jason almost pinch the person behind him and smash him into the wall. No, the point is not this, but It was the other party who could stick to him silently!

"First time here? Do you need a guided tour of the Bar of Light?" Lucifer Chenxing appeared next to Jason with a kind and exaggerated smile on his face. He was still wearing a tailored suit. The choice of clothing fabrics and body accessories is too luxurious and unrealistic. With his British accent and his well-groomed appearance, it is definitely believed that he is a distant relative of the Queen of England, "Hey , have we met? Why do I think you look familiar?"

"It depends on the situation." Jason intentionally pretended to be thinking, "What you call meeting means that we met in the world of living people. How can you treat someone who died but didn't obediently go to hell?" The ways of souls have met."

Lucifer opened his eyes wide, tilted his head and began to look at Jason, sometimes frowning and sometimes squinting, as if he was really digging the record of seeing Jason in hell in the depths of his memory.

"Speaking of souls that should go to hell but didn't come to report... I'm particularly impressed with this, but..."

Lucifer walked around Jason hesitantly.

"Konstantin? I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at once. Did you quit smoking recently and go to the gym?" Lucifer even reached out to help Jason's leather jacket, and praised him sincerely, "The jacket is very nice." It suits you, it looks much better than your windbreaker, I said that fitness can also help improve the taste of clothes! Isn’t it! Come on, I have to buy you a drink, Maizi misses you, I have to read it every few days All kinds of tortures that she specially prepared for you, she is really talented in this regard."

Lucifer happily walked ahead, stopping from time to time to say hello to acquainted guests, chatting a few words to make the other party laugh, Jason followed behind Lucifer a few steps, hesitantly took out his mobile phone and contacted him The list slides to "Brit who sells team mates" and is hesitating whether to dial it.

So this Lucifer is really the Satan of hell, and for some reason, he is very familiar with Constantine and has a servant devil who wants to torture Constantine?

It feels like I have an exam tomorrow, but when I open the textbook, I find that the highlighter has focused on a whole page, and I don't know where to start.

Then again, isn't this Satan a bit face-blind?How does he resemble Constantine?Even if he works out 20 hours a day and takes steroids for food, it is impossible for Constantine to grow up like him, okay?

The colors are fundamentally different!