[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

"with all due respect."

"You're not a boy who picks up a richly patterned pebble any more, sir."

Wayne Manor, Underground, Batcave.

The cold mechanical light illuminates this shady, empty, dim space—it seems that there is no difference between day and night here.

A black leather suitcase was placed on a solid metal countertop. There were only two forest-green potions left in the three grids, and the missing one had already belonged to the analytical instrument.

Alfred, the butler of two generations of Wayne, wore a three-piece suit and stood aside with his hands folded, looking helplessly at his master who "picked up pebbles from the ground".

"Here's the clue, Ah Fu."

The underground lake in the cave refracted an unclear cold light, and the shimmering light shone on Bruce Wayne, covering his cold face with a layer of blue that looked like frost.

"They don't belong in Gotham."

Whenever he made such a gesture, Alfred knew that it meant refusing to refute.

The old housekeeper sighed softly and said no more.

The light screen in mid-air was still rapidly analyzing the ingredients of those medicines line by line. Except for the beeping sound of the instrument, the whole bat cave was very quiet.

Until the arrival of Nightwing brought a slightly lively atmosphere to the Batcave—unfortunately, what he brought was not good news.

"Bruce, the man you asked me to check is dead."

The young man took off the half mask on his face, with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Native of Gotham, never been to Bludhaven, probably had no intersection with MMP before."

"What's more interesting is that some time ago, he was discovered and fired by the original company for a large amount of company property and commercial theft. He is currently being prosecuted. These two crimes are enough for him to go to jail."

"It is estimated that he was caught by the organization or promised some benefits, so he took on the job of the deliveryman last night, and he is not even qualified to know who the buyer is, so you picked it up last night."

"When I looked for him, he had died quietly in the apartment, pretending to be a suicide. Because he lived alone, he has not been discovered by others yet."

After the fast-talking and business-like report, Dick's painting style changed:

"Well...although all this seems reasonable, but to be honest, Bruce. From the moment you told me that the signal tracker was hung in the woods, I had a feeling that the whole thing was actually arranged. "

Alfred agreed: "I think so too, sir."

Since the other party had already discovered the signal tracker, why did Ye Yi follow him/her all the way to the castle where he/she attacked?

Who is this guy?Is it the dead gentleman?

No no no, he doesn't look like he can find the tracker at all.

If not, what is the purpose of the one behind the scenes guiding Nightwing?

And, who is the "buyer" who did not appear even later?

or……

Are there really so-called buyers?

Watching the analysis of the medicine on the electronic light screen come to an end, the Gotham Knight recalled the "real buyer who arrived late" he had checked all over the surveillance last night, and the strange intuition he had when passing by the balcony of the old castle hall, and That "Caroline Moxon"...

Three people, two people, or, one person?

……

"Mr. Wayne! What do you think of the mutant attack last night?!"

"As the organizer, will the Wayne Group be responsible for the losses caused by this banquet?!"

"Member James was affected at the dinner, and he is still in a coma..."

"A banquet that gathered most of Gotham's police force and security did not stop the outlaws from getting in. What is it..."

"Even the Superman of Metropolis came to the rescue, the safety of Gotham should rest on..."

"Back! Back!"

Bruce Wayne, who finally showed up after last night, walked through the crowds and walked towards his own building rarely.

In Wayne Building, the security personnel mobilized collectively, together with several inspectors and police officers, blocked the Gotham reporters who came like flies after hearing the news from the glass door of the building.

……

The top floor of the building, the Secretariat.

Seeing the number of floors rising gradually and the silver door leading directly to the elevator open, Ms. Anna, the secretary in charge, got up from the office area and greeted the boss who came out of the elevator and who had been away from the company for more than half a month.

Anna was a little worried: "Good day, Mr. Wayne, Commissioner Gordon is waiting for you in the reception room."

Bruce nodded and straightened his tie with his hand: "Don't worry, things will be resolved."

When the man pushed open the door of the reception room, his old friend, comrade in arms, Gotham's conscience, the light of justice, looked up at him from the empty conference table.

—James Gordon.

The Chief of the Gotham Police Department, who has paid almost half of his life and countless prices for Gotham, is already graying.

When they first met, the young only son of the Wayne family had just lost his parents, and he was sitting alone in the alley dripping with the blood of the Waynes and strewn with pearls from his mother's necklace, so painful that he couldn't shed tears.

Gordon was still young at that time, nicknamed "Jim" by his police colleagues, and his temper was as straight as his straight-haired golden hair.

He said, "Bruce, trust me, I'm going to find who killed your parents."

Then, like a fighter who is not afraid of anything, chasing down the "scapegoat" who stole Mrs. Martha's pearl necklace, the lonely and courageous gangster family in that era, like a scabbard , the sharpest double-edged dagger, piercing into the deepest darkness in Gotham.

He is the one who brought hope to young Bruce, and one of the few people who knows that Bruce Wayne is Batman.

……

"Bruce, you're here."

The elderly sheriff is now black and blue after an all night, obviously working overtime for last night's incident.

Facing Gordon, Bruce didn't need to pretend. He asked in a deep voice, "How about the casualties in the police station?"

"With Superman and Nightwing around, GCPD has no loss of personnel. This is probably the only good news." Gordon shook his head, "Indeed, a new police inspector went to the hospital that night, but the attacks on him were not those According to his partner, it was caused by the mutated crocodile man, who was too young to be flexible when he was on the Japanese patrol, so he was warned."

"Young man, he was a police inspector when he was transferred. It seems that his resume is not ugly. What's his name?"

"Andrew White." Gordon replied, "Graduated with the best grades in the police academy, and the internship period was also the first in the same period. If his hometown was not in Gotham, GCPD would not have gotten him..."

"Let's not talk about this, we searched the castle last night, and preliminarily speculated that the potion was put in the drink, and it was targeted. The victims were all outsiders who didn't have an invitation letter, and they directly avoided most of the important people. , did not cause much shock to Gotham's political situation."

Speaking of this conclusion, Gordon's face was not rejoicing.

On the one hand, those insignificant peripheral personnel are also completely innocent.

On the other hand, avoiding important people represents not a vengeful attack, but a "showcase" with a larger intention.

In Gotham, there are always some frenzied organizations or individuals who use a grand "effect display" to hype hidden buyers.

Of course Bruce understood this, and he had even deeper suspicions, but he didn't intend to inform the police when the guess was not clear.

"What happened to those mutants?" The crocodiles subdued by Superman and Nightwing were all taken away by the police.

Gordon sighed: "Their body functions and cells have completely mutated, and no antidote can be developed at the level of Gotham Central Hospital. The higher authorities have decided to contact S.H.I.E.L.D...."

As he spoke, the director subconsciously glanced at Gotham Knight's face.

Gotham is a xenophobic city, it is like the country of America, autonomous, closed, oppressed, and dark.

Even Gotham's vigilantes have an unimaginable desire to control. In order to force Gotham, a fallen city, to save itself, they refuse all outside assistance.

Like he always says to Superman - get the hell out of my Gotham.

But this time, unexpectedly, Bruce's expression didn't change much.

Is it because of Iron Man?Gordon didn't ask the exit.He thought of what he had seen when he was young, the awkward Stark getting along with Wayne who always wore a mask, and felt that he seemed to have found the answer.

……

Before walking out of the reception room, Gordon took a special look downstairs.

After waiting for a long time, the gathered reporters still couldn't enter the Wayne Building, and most of them had already left.

As a landmark building with the highest security performance in the entire Gotham, Wayne Building won't let people in if it says it won't let people in, let alone put it on the top floor where Wayne is.

↑This law usually applies to stopping Bruce Wayne's endless stream of ex-girlfriends↑

Therefore, Gordon was quite surprised when he saw a girl dressed as a student, who was obviously not a member of the Wayne Group, and who was a little too beautiful, sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the top floor.

Probably aware of Gordon's gaze, the girl sitting on the sofa turned her head and smiled brightly at him. There was a bit of shyness and curiosity hidden in the cobalt blue eyes behind the round-rimmed lenses.

Looking at the young man who just walked out of the ivory tower, he doesn't look like the target of Wayne's sex appeal at all.

Gordon nodded at her, wondering, so who was she?

Probably seeing the surprise of the chief of the police station, the secretary who was in charge of seeing off the guests pushed his glasses and explained in a low voice: "That lady is an applicant, and generally speaking, recruitment is not put in front of the boss, but she was the first [Chen Xing members of the plan.”

Morning Star……

When Gordon heard this term, he felt a little familiar. After a while, he remembered that it was the underage homeless shelter plan formulated by the Wayne Group after Bruce Wayne returned to Gotham 20 years ago.

So this is when Xiao Douding came back to repay his favor?

After running around for a night and a day, a relaxed and gratified smile finally appeared on Gordon's face.

——This is what they want to protect, the future of Gotham.

With this mentality, Gordon asked casually, "What position are you applying for?"

The secretary's expression was indescribable for a moment: "Apply, bodyguard."

Gordon: "Hmmmmm?"

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The author has something to say: Tomorrow, the stupid work will catch up with the paper, and will not update.

[Some explanations]: Finally, the relationship between Nightingale, Percy and Wayne is pointed out. Nightingale is not in love with the master, she is just repaying the favor now.Then, although she paid attention to the news of Wayne Enterprises, out of respect, she did not investigate the nightlife of the master... So she did not find out that Bruce Wayne was Batman.There is another reason (spoiler alert). Nightingale actually avoided checking Batman's true identity on purpose. She is hostile to Batman, but she doesn't want to pick off his vest. This will be explained later.

Thanks to cherub "Brownberry Warbler" for her suggestion about Nightingale's abilities in the last chapter!Send a red envelope~

The words written on Nightingale’s arm in the first few chapters have been revised, and the original sentence expression is a bit vague. I will try to write as rigorously as possible in the future.

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^