[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

The Gotham Flower Market has a history of nearly 200 years. In the beginning, it was a gathering place for hawkers who pushed carts to sell flowers. Later, some people gradually set up awnings and built small shops to open daily.However, due to the lack of planning, the Gotham Flower Market has gradually become equated with the dirty and cheap impression after several generations.It wasn't until Bruce's grandfather's generation that several old Gotham families cooperated with the city government to promote the preservation of the city's historical features. The Kane family funded the rectification of the declining flower market and built an arcade with a glass roof. Restore the withered popularity of the flower market.

This arcade was named "Elizabeth Arcade". The wife of Roderick Kane, who funded the reconstruction, was a flower lover. It was because of her strong advocacy that Roderick chose to rectify the flower market. Plan to renovate the old library to the Wayne family, so the current Gotham City Library will be named after the head of the contemporary Wayne family, also known as the "Patrick Library", And the park near there is also named "Patrick Memorial Park".

Sam listened to Jason's story with great interest.

He only stayed in Gotham for a few short months, and he was only a child at that time. After deducting the time at school every day, Sam didn't actually have many opportunities to go sightseeing in the city.Basically, his knowledge of Gotham City is limited to the small area of ​​Gotham College and the subway line from the school back to the cheap hotel.

Someone drove him around the city like this, and he could tell a story every time he went to a building that looked a little old, which was much more valuable than a sightseeing bus!

"Wow... so it's no wonder people say that two-thirds of Gotham City belongs to the Wayne family." Sam couldn't help admiring after hearing the story of another square, no wonder people always say that jealousy only happens in Between people of similar levels, once the levels are separated—such as the Wayne family and ordinary people like him, there is nothing to be jealous of except for sighing, because he may not be able to accumulate such wealth in the next three lifetimes .

"Actually, it's a bit exaggerated to say that." There was still a while before the flower market opened, Jason simply circled the car around the arcade, and by the way gave Sam the scenery of Gotham, "The history of the Wayne family is almost Just as long as Gotham, the ancestors of the Wayne family were immigrants in the early days of the founding of the country, our grandparents fought in the 1812 war, and fought with the old President Roosevelt."

"That means Gotham is full of traces of Wayne is not surprising." Tim chimed in on the passenger seat, while Groot sat in Alfred's hand-stitched water bottle bag, skillfully disguising himself as potted plants.

Speaking of Groot, Tim had to admire the old butler's calmness.As expected of someone who has been a secret agent, Taishan collapsed before him without changing his face. He can naturally say hello to a talking tree and persuade Bruce to put down the chainsaw in his hand.Otherwise Tim has foreseen that the mansion will be leveled because of a tree, and the next day will be the headlines with pictures of them standing in front of half-collapsed or fully-collapsed houses, and then the reports will be full of all kinds of bullshit s story.

"Actually, the Drake family also left a name in the history of Gotham." Jason turned his head and raised his chin in the direction of the industrial area outside the car window, "The Drake family was the first to propose planning a high-tech industrial park. .”

Tim had never heard of it. Although Drake Industries was one of many companies in the industrial park, he always thought his company was just a small shrimp.Generally speaking, Drake Industries is never mentioned when Gotham Industrial Park is mentioned.

"How do you know all these things? No one in my family has ever mentioned it."

"Previous school reports." Jason said nonchalantly, focusing on finding a parking space, "For the topic of family history, I first checked the history of Wayne's family, and then it was natural. Including Wayne's family by in-laws, and Wayne's influence in Gotham will of course involve many layers, so many of the stories just said were read at this time. I thought this was an old question, just like It’s like writing ‘My Volunteer’ in the composition, have you stopped writing this report?”

Jason always felt that the two-year age difference between him and Tim shouldn't make the school work so much worse.

"I just wrote some stories about my grandpa." Tim admitted with some embarrassment that he had never been serious about his studies. As long as he could get an A, he would not put more effort into his studies.Following in the footsteps of Robin Night Watch is much more important to Tim.

As Jason's short-lived classmate, Sam vaguely recalled a report that was similar to a thesis: "You mean the report with more than 130 pages?"

"Wait, 130 pages?" Tim was drinking water and almost choked himself to death. After he managed to catch his breath, he turned around and asked Sam for confirmation, "Jason wrote a 130-page report? Just for The subject of family history?"

"How! There is a lot of information!" Jason felt that he was right. "Who made the Wayne family have such a long history and so many relatives? This is a normal phenomenon. Besides, I have worked hard to simplify content."

Sam and Jason began to complain about each other's nerd attributes. Tim lowered his head and picked up his mobile phone, directly rushed into Gotham College's student database|database and began to inquire about the whereabouts of Jason's report back then. Such a precious thing of course You should put it in your own room and watch it day and night!

Gotham Academy shouldn't mind missing student reports... right?

When Jason and his party stepped into the Elizabeth Arcade with three people and one tree, there were not many tourists visiting, and many stores were still moving pots of colorful potted flowers out of the store for display.In the air, you can faintly smell the freshly sprinkled moisture mixed with the smell of plants and soil, and the warm sunlight from above makes you realize that you are not in a big city, but a real rural flower field .

"I'm Groot!" (Sister!) The little tree man straightened up from the water bottle bag, and there were even a few sprouts on his head.

Sam frowned and looked around, then looked at Jason and Tim who had normal expressions, and finally attributed the sound he heard just now to Wei's illusion.

Jason pointed to the arcade and continued to introduce to Sam: "There are many entrances and exits here, and each entrance and exit is a different block. This side is mainly for potted flowers. In the past, there will be special garden decorations or garden decorations. Edible herbs, and then there is the bird market that rose later, but besides birds, there are other small animals, such as rabbits. Tim and I are going to help Ah Fu pick some herbs to grow back, you have to follow us Let's go shopping together, or..."

"I'm Groot." (Hello, beauties, the weather is really nice today.) The little tree man has grown a head full of young leaves, which probably means changing his hairstyle.

"It's okay, go get busy, I'll take a look around." Sam didn't feel that he needed someone to be around at all times, but wanted to enjoy this century-old scenic spot leisurely by himself.

"I'm Groot." (Keep going!) The little Treeman pointed in a certain direction with his hand out of the water bottle bag.

Having made an appointment and a place to meet, Sam waved his hands and watched as the Wayne masters rushed towards the depths of the arcade as if they were being chased by a vicious dog.

Strangely, the strange sound he had been hearing vaguely disappeared.

Under Groot's command, Jason and Tim pretended to be shopping at the stall while covering the little tree man.Because Groot wants to reach out to touch the flower and rub the succulent tree from time to time, Tim can only lay most of his body on the flowerpot, holding the SLR and pretending that he is picking the most suitable angle for shooting.

The shop owner probably saw too many tourists taking pictures like this, so he didn't say much except to tell them not to block the entrance and exit.

"I'm Groot." (Can I take a photo with you? I want to prove to my friends that there are angels in the world.) The little tree man is courting a camellia.

"Tibao, that camellia." Jason translated Groot's request, and motioned Tim to move closer to the camellia. "That's a camellia, not a camellia. This is it."

Tim listened to Jason explaining the difference between camellia and sassafras, and took pictures.But he seriously doubts that the next time he sees these two kinds of flowers, he will still get them confused.Just like the three kinds of flowers: rose, rose and rose, he is always confused.

"How did you do it?" Tim couldn't help asking, "You can cook and know a lot of things - this flower and the history of Gotham just now, monsters and ghosts, and even...' Sports' you're good at."

Jason touched Groot's leafy head, and he experienced another 'broken love' because Camellia completely ignored him. (Jason had a hard time thinking of any flowers native to the earth that would go well with Groot.)

"Well, I was very scared at the time." Jason pointed to another stall selling ornamental fruit trees, "I was very afraid that if I did something wrong one day, the old man would throw me back on the street. So if you can Learn something...you never know when it will come in handy! Hey, I was thinking that if I did get kicked out, I could at least work in a restaurant. As for exercise, well, I just...don't want to be so easy Got killed."

"Oh." Tim blinked, not knowing what to say at this time, Jason's insecurity can't be solved with just a few words.At the same time, Tim can probably understand why Dick and the devil kid made the same request. Jason would talk to Damian nicely, but he would simply "fuck off" to Dick, and then looked at Dick coldly. shrink to the corner to draw a circle.

Because Damian never rejected Jason, he regarded Jason as a brother and family member from the very beginning.

Damn it, the difference in combat power between him and the devil cub is getting bigger and bigger!

"Jason, you know I'll always have my arms around you, right?" Tim smiled sincerely at Jason.

The sunlight scattered on Tim's body through the glass roof of the arcade, as if coating him with a layer of golden fluorescent light.Behind the young man, the pink pansies are blooming densely, and the youthful young man and the flower representing "missing" are fascinating pictures no matter how you look at them.But Jason always felt a cold aura appearing behind him.

"Tim, you are a good brother and a good friend, but let's not date, okay?" Jason tried his best to make his tone look very relaxed. He didn't want to hurt Tim's heart, but the little red bird always has a way Switch between simple and cute and crazy and weird in a second.

But Tim's expression sank the moment Jason refused, and he could even be said to be glaring at Jason fiercely.

"I'm sorry, but I'm really..." halfway through Jason's words, he suddenly turned around and punched the position behind him, but the man in white robe who appeared suddenly caught his fist easily, "No about."

The white-robed man raised his head and gave Jason a sneer. The face under the loose robe was none other than the one who had confirmed Reshaw O. Gu who was under house arrest by Thalia.

"I'm afraid it's up to you, young man." Lei Xiao secretly squeezed Jason's arm back to his side with the hand holding Jason's fist, "I have to ask you for a favor, it's up to you .”

"Did you make an appointment first? I'm very busy." Jason looked at his nominal grandfather Lei Xiao pretending to be innocent, "Otherwise, why don't you call to make an appointment first, for example... in your next life!"

As soon as the words fell, Jason and Tim went up and down the road to attack Lei Xiao respectively. They were surrounded by black mist at some point, separating the other people in the arcade from them.

The strange thing is that Tim can vaguely see the vendors and tourists outside through the fog, but those people seem to be unable to see them at all. No one looked this way, but no one bumped into them.It seems that there is some kind of power that makes other people automatically detour as soon as they get close to the black mist.

"I'm Groot." (Don't bully my friends!) The little tree man stretched out his branches to disperse the black mist, but no matter how he attacked the black mist, the black mist only dispersed slightly and quickly Gather quickly.

This isn't right, it's not the first time Ray Shaw and Batman have clashed, it doesn't make sense that he has such an ability but never uses it.The Lazarus Pond did not have the effect of turning people into superhumans, but this mist is really evil, and the current scene looks like the FBI unsolved case they discovered yesterday - no one heard the call of the dead, no one saw it abnormal.

"Tim, grab Groot." Jason clasped his hands in the air, and two simple knives appeared in his palms out of thin air.

Tim picked up the small tree that was scratching the fog on the ground as promised, and watched Jason's move to take the knife from the air in shock: "Where did you get the knife? I thought you used a gun?"

"Ah, the blade of the great caste, as expected, Dakla passed it on to you." Lei Xiao pulled out his weapon from his robe, and pointed at Jason's two swords leisurely, "Stupid young man, I am the master of life and death, do you think you can wield a Dakla weapon to have the same experience and ability as her? My knowledge of sword techniques is beyond the imagination of a young boy like you."

Jason smiled sarcastically, the two knives did not swing at Lei Xiao, but the black mist around them: "Of course not, but I can still let someone go."

The black mist seemed to be instinctively afraid of the knife in Jason's hand. The blade slightly skimmed the surface of the mist, and it immediately opened a gap.

"Teebo, go!" Jason rammed Tim directly with his back, pushing the boy out of the gap.

"Jason!" Tim staggered and almost bumped into the street vendor next to him, and watched Jason's figure disappear into the gap.The first thing Tim can think of is grabbing his camera and snapping the shutter of Jason's last figure until the crack and Jason disappear before his eyes, and the arcade is as far as the eye can see.

Picking up the camera with trembling hands, Tim quickly called up the photos he just took. The last few photos were of arcades blurred by hand tremors. Something was wrong, Tim flipped forward a few more, and held his breath looking at the pictures that looked like ghost photos.

Half of Jason's body was floating in the air, and as time passed, every photo of Jason seemed to be partially swallowed by the air until he disappeared completely in the air.

Tim pulled out his phone and dialed Bruce's private number directly.

"Tim? What's going on, I thought you, Jason and Sam were going to Elizabeth Arcade." Bruce's background sound was very quiet, and it was probably his office in Wayne Enterprises at this time.

"It's a big deal." Tim buried his head and walked quickly to the place they agreed with Sam. He had to think of a reason for Sam to go back by himself, and it's best not to take the initiative to find Jason during this time, "Reshaw O. Gu , Jason."

"I see. I'll see you in the studio." Bruce took a deep breath, uttered a code word among themselves, and hung up the phone.

Tim finds Sam in Bird City not far from the meeting place.He was squatting on the ground and playing with a parrot. The parrot was obviously very human, and he had a great time playing back and forth with Sam.

"Ah, Tim, is it time? I'm sorry I didn't notice it." Sam noticed the shadow that suddenly enveloped him, turned his head and saw Jason's younger brother Tim, and immediately stood up with an apologetic smile.

Tim frowned, looking at Sam gravely.

"Uh... is everything okay?" Sam took a step back under Tim's fierce eyes, and began to recite the exorcism spell in his head. Although Tim didn't look like he was possessed by a demon, he couldn't think Find out why Tim, who was still very polite when we met, suddenly took on a vicious look.

"Not good." Tim crossed his arms and looked at Sam coldly. "I'm here to make things clear to you, Sam Winchester."

"What are you talking about?" Sam anxiously looked at the young man in front of him who was obviously younger than himself, but whose aura was many times stronger than himself.

"Jason is mine. It's nothing if you were a classmate with him. I've been watching him silently since I was ten years old. No one knows him better than me. Do you understand? Stay away from Jason. Don't Just because he gave you a smiley face, you just kicked your nose in the face, you will always be just a normal friend, understand?" Tim finished speaking, snorted and turned away, leaving behind a bewildered Sam who seemed to be watching. The stall owner aunt who played a good show.

"What's the matter?" Sam felt that he was being scolded inexplicably, but the middle-aged aunt next to him smiled meaningfully, "What's the matter with him?"

"Oh, I'm jealous. You can tell it at a glance. The boy just now must be a couple with 'Jason', or he has an unrequited love." The aunt said, "You can't tell, too Tender" expression.

"But...but I thought they were brothers?" Sam was thinking about the relationship between Jason and Tim, oh, they are not related by blood!

"It's definitely not obvious to someone as straight as you, but it's different to people in that circle. Don't meddle in it, and save yourself a lot of trouble when you get it." The aunt's hard-working woman persuaded her.

Sam finally called Uber back to the hotel by himself. He sent a text message to Jason saying that he was not feeling well and wanted to go back to rest first, so he left the Elizabeth Arcade without looking back.

Sitting in the hotel room, Sam anxiously recalled the interaction between Jason and Tim. No matter how he thought about it, he didn't think that Jason had that kind of meaning for Tim, but how could such a thing be said in front of others? ?

"Big brother, I think your younger brother wants to fuck you, so you have to figure it out, how can you protect the chrysanthemum." How can you say that!

So he chose what young people do nowadays, go online and ask: "My friend's adopted brother seems to be interested in his adopted brother in that way, how can I remind my friend in a subtle way? Urgent! Wait online."

In less than a minute, a netizen with the ID of "Perfect Heir" replied, although the content was very personal with only three words: "Please elaborate."

Taking advantage of the fresh memory, Sam faithfully typed what Tim said to him, but withheld the name.Continue to wait for enthusiastic netizens to reply.

Sure enough, the perfect heir appeared again, but his answer was a sentence that made him puzzled: "Thank you for the valuable information you provided. In return, I will completely solve this trouble for you, so that your friends can rest assured."

Sam suddenly wondered if he had done something wrong.