[Comprehensive British and American] Vest battle

The dark clouds were densely covered, and the raindrops that followed gradually became larger and fell down, making Gotham look even more eerie.People are holding umbrellas on the road. I don’t know if it’s influenced by Gotham. The colors of the umbrellas are all dark. It’s like there are hidden monsters in the city that suck away these joyful colors, as well as people’s emotions. gone.

At the intersection near the Wayne Building, Roxanne walked up to the dilapidated dining car with an umbrella, ready to pay, and said, "Two hot dogs, please. I wonder if you won't be here on a rainy day?"

"No matter how bad the weather is, life is still going on, and business is still going on." The man put on his hat, and then slowly started to make your hot dogs.

When she heard the voice of the grandfather from yesterday, but English with a Spanish accent, Roxanne was startled and asked, "Where is the grandfather from yesterday?"

"Originally he had an injury on his foot, and now it's raining, so I let him go home to rest." The man put the hot dog in a paper bag, and said casually, "One of the hot dogs is for the young man from yesterday. person?"

Roxanne took the paper bag and asked, "What happened to him?"

"George—that's the old man you mentioned. He said he saw you walking together yesterday. He helped us with some things before, so if possible, please give this to him as a thank you." The man knelt down Take it from the diner, "How is he doing? How is he doing? He left as soon as he finished helping. What kind of person is he?"

"He's doing fine, as usual." Taking the thing, Roxanne touched it, it was boxy and heavy, it felt like a book.

It was a bit strange that the gift of thanks was actually a gift of books, but it was relieved to think that it was Jason who likes to read books, but he didn't expect Jason's preferences to be known even by the people pushing the dining cart on the road.

"As for what kind of person he is... it's hard to say, at least I had a good time with him, he was a wonderful person." Roxanne said.

The man laughed, "Okay then, you don't need to give these two hot dogs, I'll give them to you for free."

"How embarrassing." Roxanne was going to hand over the money directly, but the man waved his hand to say no.

"I'm not short of this money. If you can't do it anyway, then give him a word for me." The man hesitated for a few seconds.

"...Just tell him that if he is hungry, he can come to my place to eat."

Roxanne nodded in agreement, and waved goodbye to the man until they couldn't see each other.

The man straightened his hat and pushed the broken dining car and continued on. After walking a few blocks, he pushed the broken dining car to the old man who was sitting on the stairs sheltering from the rain, and handed over the money to the old man, "Return the car to you. "

The old man took the money without saying anything. After all, knowing a little less of a secret in Gotham is good for everyone. He just needs to collect the money and leave silently.

In the underground parking lot of a certain building, the man walked into the private car and closed the door, took off his hat to reveal his clean short black hair, and then took off his worn clothes, which contained a black tights with a bat on his chest Graphic logo, wear a headgear to view the message.

There was news of an urgent meeting from the Justice League, as well as regular contacts and reports from Gotham. As the guardian of Gotham, he naturally needed to know the latest news from Gotham, but he did not expect to receive a private message from Nightwing.

『Yewing: So when are you going back to Gotham?Roxanne is fine with Jason, don't worry. 』

"Batman: Come back.I will see for myself. 』

After sending the message, Batman turned off the communicator silently, and was on his way to the Justice League, while Nightwing, who was far away in Bluhaven, was accustomed to seeing short messages from the other party, tilted his head and used his brain to think, and put I mean translate it.

Gotham has been back and forth again and again.

He will use his own eyes to see clearly about Roxanne.

Of course, this is only the meaning on the surface, and we need to think about it at a deeper level, for example, why did he come and go?Is it because of dealing with Roxanne?This is not urgent, at least not so urgent that you have to take some time from the Justice League to return to Gotham, you must know that there is always a need for a "super consultant" full of wisdom.

Thinking of the news that Gotham's Wayne Building was inexplicably sending out fireworks, and hanging up wishes to celebrate someone's birthday, Nightwing smiled slightly, because he thought he had found the reason for Batman's sudden visit to Gotham.

"Do you still have the consciousness to be the target person?" Jason asked with a dark and unfriendly expression, arms crossed.

Roxanne shrank her neck and took out the paper bag, "I went to buy the hot dog from last time."

"If that's the case, why didn't you ask me to go with you?" Jason squinted his eyes and asked, but when he saw Roxanne's blushing, he didn't know what to say.

Oh, I see.

Jason stepped forward tentatively, lowered his head and brought his face closer to Roxanne's eyes. Sure enough, Roxanne's face turned redder and she backed away. Jason couldn't help but kiss after thinking about it.

"No next time!" Jason threatened with fierce eyes.

Roxanne held up the thing that the person had asked to hand over, blocked between them, hid her face behind her and nodded silently while blushing.

Seeing that thing, said it was a book but more like some kind of notebook, Jason picked it up and asked doubtfully, "What is this?"

"Ah, that's the hot dog shop I told you about last time, as a thank you gift for your help," Roxanne said.

As soon as Jason opened the notebook, he found that it was a handwritten novel. He quickly read the contents, and after a few pages he felt something strange. The civilization and social background of the past, it is fictional but it does not feel like it, because it is too complete, as if it really happened.

Turning another page, it turned out that there was a postcard in the notebook. Jason's pupils shrank, and then he looked like he had seen a ghost. He couldn't help throwing the notebook on the sofa and shouting, "Fuck!"

He stared at the notebook as if there were some terrible monsters there.

For no reason, the photo on the postcard would not exist anywhere on Earth, and he had never heard of the place name marked on it before, but he had only read it from that book a few minutes ago.

So, this is a romance novel.

Therefore, this is a translated and handwritten love novel from an alien.

And there is only one person who can do that.

So, it was a birthday present from someone.