[Comprehensive] delicious superhero

"The water is not cold!" Gu Shanna patted her face suspiciously, it was a little cool, "It's your face that is hot!"

There are two sinks in the kitchen, one of which is equipped with an instant faucet, and she just used warm water to wash her hands, how could it be cold?

Dick: "..."

Gushanna suddenly realized: "Oh, you just took a shower!"

Dick stared at her for a while without saying a word, and said, "Go ahead, I'll call home."

Maybe it was Gusanna's illusion. When Dick said this, he seemed to have a little bit of helplessness and frustration.

Gushanna didn't think about it, so she clicked on the link to read the letter of thanks written by Dean Rogge.

The writing style of the dean is very ordinary to be honest, but the feelings are sincere, and the pictures are very sensational. The children in the orphanage happily hold the plate and show the photographer a small piece of turkey on their plate.

When Gaby was preparing to roast a turkey, he used an oversized turkey, and all the staff in the restaurant would have to eat three meals together, but when they arrived at the orphanage, each child could only get a small bite.

Gushanna's heart suddenly felt sour, tears were about to come out.

At this time, she noticed that in addition to the orphanage volunteers and enthusiastic netizens, there were several local media in the comments, asking if they could repost the article or interview the person in charge of the orphanage to report the incident in detail.

The homepage gentleman (it should be Dean Rogge himself) replied to the media in the comments: "As long as the words used in the report do not hurt the feelings of the children, we warmly welcome friends from the media to conduct interviews and reports."

Gushanna knows that the situation of the orphanage is very difficult. If there is a media willing to interview and have a certain degree of exposure, it may receive donations from the public to improve the living conditions of the children.

However, at times like this, Dean Rogge never forgets to care about the mental health of the children, which is enough to show that she is a very competent and loving dean.

Gushanna thought about it and decided to donate a sum of money to the orphanage anonymously.Recently, the restaurant's income has been good, and her financial situation has also greatly improved. The orphanage's list can be regarded as charity!

Gu Shanna sent a message in the group: [I want to donate money to the orphanage in the name of a restaurant, anonymously, who knows how to do it? 】

Gaby: [The lady boss is kind and kind!I add 200 yuan! 】

Peter: [I know how to make it, how much to donate? 】

Gushanna: [1 yuan. @Gabby No need, last Thanksgiving you paid out of your own pocket and added a lot of food to the orphanage, which was more than 200 yuan. 】

Gaby: [QAQ]

Gaby contributed money and efforts last time for one reason, and more importantly, she started. Will other employees donate?

Gusanna heard that Jamie’s family was in a difficult situation. His father seemed to be disabled, and his mother was ill. The whole family lived on his salary. How could he ask him to donate money.

At this moment, Peter came to chat with her in private: [Madam, I want to donate this month's salary. 】

Gushanna: [Do you want to drink the northwest wind? 】

Peter: [I'm not short of money, I still have a travel subsidy from the newspaper! 】

Gushanna: [What newspaper? 】

Peter: [...Didn't Dick tell you?I'm a reporter for the Daily Bugle, and I'm in Gotham on a mission. 】

Gushanna: [I know now.And, in the future, I will leave it to you to write soft articles for restaurants. 】

Peter who took off his vest again: [Okay. 】

Gushanna put down her cell phone, glanced at the closed door of the guest room, and couldn't help but be full of thoughts.

When Comrade Peter took off his vest twice and he even visited Wayne Heights, Dick still tightly covered his vest and only said that he was a vigilante, although his approach was useless.

Some young comrades are very vigilant, they deserve to be professional police detectives.

Gushanna is not unhappy, but feels that the gap between people is really big, and Gotham is indeed darker than New York, and covering the vest is a compulsory course for every local superhero.

Dick returned to the room and threw the towel on the bed a little annoyed. He thought it was obvious that Keshana's brain waves were not on the same channel as his.

Or, in fact, Shanna understood what she meant and didn't want to, so she was playing stupid?

Or, this is a legendary cultural conflict. Chinese people are reserved, restrained, and reserved. Shanna can't accept that he will go into battle shirtless as soon as he arrives?

Or, is Shanna only thinking about delicious food, leaving no place for any boy at all?

Dick pondered for a while, then called Jason: "Is the famous chef monograph collected by Alfred still in your place?"

Jason was very vigilant: "What are you going to do? Don't say that you are going to return the book to him, I don't want to eat waffles made by Ah Fu anymore."

"I'm not crazy." Dick smiled, "I want to see it."

Jason was stunned for a moment, and made a voice of enlightenment: "Hey~~~~~~~ Some bloodthirsty monsters finally can't stand it anymore, and they are going to attack our pure Sanna!"

Dick said impatiently: "You've only known him for a few days, who told you 'we'?"

Jason: "That's that, I'm definitely not as good as you in terms of perversion. I have the book here, when will you want it?"

Dick: "The sooner the better, I can't leave, you send it here."

Jason was dissatisfied: "I'm not a courier—"

Dick: "Shanna is trying to make a new dish. It smells like your favorite duck leg. I can apply for a place to try it for you."

Jason: "Dear brother, I'll send it to you right now."

Dick hung up the phone and went out to see that Gusanna was really looking up the key points of making duck legs, writing and drawing on a pad from time to time, or holding her chin in distress.

"No wonder you have to buy so much duck fat, it turns out to be duck legs." Dick pretended to be casual, "Jason likes to eat it, last time Alfred wanted to make it for him on his birthday, Unfortunately it failed."

More than a failure, it was a disaster.

Since then, they have hidden all kinds of cooking books collected by Alfred, and they don't dare to mention what they like to eat in front of him, for fear of becoming the next victim.

"Really?" Gushanna's eyes lit up, "When I make it, you ask Jason to come over and try it, and give me your opinion!"

"Okay." Dick pursed his lips and smiled, "But Jason has a special feeling for Gongfeng duck legs. He usually only eats dishes made by famous chefs he is familiar with. You may have to bribe him with small gifts. Well, just bald butter Bar."

Guzanne: "Okay, I'll get him a super-big glass jar! The two-liter kind, is it enough?"

"Enough is enough." Dick repeated, "I'll go down and get something, and I'll be right back."

The night was dark.

Downstairs in the Diversified Apartment, Jason stood upright in front of the apartment gate with a solemn expression. He was wearing a dark motorcycle hunting suit, with a half-person-high cardboard box at his feet, and his arsenal parked behind him... No, it was He bought a new off-road vehicle, but there are countless weapons piled in the trunk.

Dick pushed open the door of the apartment. After looking around, he stepped forward and whispered, "Have you brought anything?"

Jason: "Bring...Damn, why are you lowering your voice, making it seem like we're exchanging some contraband."

"Think about the consequences of Alfred knowing about this." Dick said, "Everything I promised you has been done, the two-liter bottle of bald butter, and the place to try the duck leg."

Jason smiled, and tapped the cardboard box with his toes: "Including Alfred's notes from watching food shows, all of them are here."

Dick bent down and easily picked up the carton with one hand: "Be careful on the way back—"

Jason rolled his eyes and interrupted him: "I'm not Shanna."

Dick put on a blank face: "I mean, be careful to control your temper and don't beat people up all day long. Also, don't stop your mobile arsenal, especially the gas station."

Jason sneered, and said impatiently: "I know, I know! Go back quickly, Shanna is at home alone."

Dick raised his chin, and took out the door lock in his pocket with his free hand: "Let's go!"

"Oh, that's right!" Jason turned around at first, but suddenly turned back, "Bruce's informant said that Black Wing activated accounts in several cities, all of which were the only routes to Gotham, but they have not yet dispatched The plan seems to be on the sidelines."

Most of Dick's body had entered the building, and he immediately withdrew after hearing the words, and said sharply, "When did it happen?"

"Before I went out." Jason shrugged, "I saw Bruce was quite calm, so I thought nothing was wrong."

"Bruce is very calm even if he turns into a spicy sheep scorpion." Dick frowned, "If there is any progress about Blackwing in the future, let me know as soon as possible!"

"You might as well take Shanna home." Jason pursed his lips. "It's safe and convenient. I don't believe Black Wing dares to break in."

Dick was absent-minded: "Let's talk about it later, I'll go up first."

Dick hurried back, his mind was in a mess, but the elevator stopped on the [-]th floor, no matter how he pressed it, there was no response, so Dick simply went around obliquely and walked up the stairs.

Gusanna just came out to throw out the garbage, and the two bumped into each other in the stairwell. Dick pushed her into the room without any explanation: "Why are you running around again?"

"I'm throwing out the trash." Gushanna staggered from being pushed by him, "Is this okay?"

"I must be present when throwing out trash from now on." Dick hooked his feet, dexterously put on the anti-theft door, and said bluntly, "Black Wing activated the accounts along Gotham."

Gushanna didn't know why: "So I can't even throw out the trash?"

"They will come at any time, and they have even sent someone over." Dick threw the cardboard box into the room, and the moment it touched the ground, there was a painful muffled sound from the floor accompanied by a lot of vibrations.

Only then did Gu Shanna react, and said in a daze: "Then, what should we do? Is there still time to run away?"

Dick looked at Shanna's little panic-stricken appearance, and suddenly wanted to touch her head, but he just clenched his fists very restrainedly, and didn't make any overstepping behavior.

"Don't be afraid, I won't let Blackwing hurt you." Dick said firmly, "There is always a way to make this damn project disappear completely."

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Dick who is about to start the plot of [A Friend in Adversity]~

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It's so cold in the middle of winter, it's so cold in the middle of winter, it's so cold in the middle of winter

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