[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

Are rich people really happy?

How happy are rich people really?

Clark Kent didn't know the answer until he confronted Wayne's party.

But soon, the slightly bald "Planet Daily" colleague beside him gave an answer in an aria-like tone:

"Rich people really have unimaginable happiness. Do you think rich people also have troubles? Their biggest trouble is being rich."

Clark: "..."

For a while, I didn't know how to refute.

But obviously Clark's dullness did not satisfy his colleague's desire to confide, and the other party moved closer to him, expressing his poor envy.

"Hey, they walk on the red carpet, we shoot under the red carpet."

"They have a party in the old castle, we can't go in and touch its floor tiles..."

Clark: "..."

In fact, he also has a castle.

The address is a bit off, in the North Pole.

It's a pity that I can't touch it for you.

The colleague didn't hear the voice of the little reporter beside him, and the colleague's attention was still on the banquet.

"Hiss... How many police officers did GCPD send here? Today, this battle... I guess the list that the editor-in-chief got through the relationship is not complete at all. There will definitely be big shots coming later. If we catch it well, it will be the headlines of the news tomorrow morning." ! Promotion and salary increase! Go to the pinnacle of life!"

Clark didn't know how much security there was at a normal banquet, so out of politeness, he seriously responded.

……

This is the first time for the little reporter to talk to this kind of banquet hall.

For some... unspeakable reason, he had been following all kinds of social news before. Although the money was a little less, he liked it quite a bit.

This time, if most of the colleagues in the entertainment news department hadn't suddenly had an accident & suddenly fell ill & broke their legs as soon as they heard "Gotham"... this work would not have fallen on him.

And the reason why Clark was willing to accept this "cross-line" and go happily was for the host of the banquet this time.

—Bruce Wayne.

Thinking of the possibility that he couldn't believe for a long time after guessing, Clark pushed his glasses with one hand and took a deep breath.

……

"Hey...here we come!"

"Those who arrive so early and save face generally have a good relationship with Wayne Enterprises."

The young and bald colleague patted the pectoralis major of the little reporter next to him with his backhand, and excitedly held the camera with one hand, snapping non-stop.

While filming, he can talk about it.

"Let the seniors introduce to you, that is Betty Kane's special car, the Kane family—do you know the Kane family? It is the family from Mrs. Wayne—the famous blonde beauty, also Bruce Wayne En's cousin...the most important thing is that she is still single now!"

Being patted on the chest, Clark finally restrained his conditioned reflex and overturned him: "...Well, I saw it on the list."

The colleague was very surprised: "Ah, isn't this your first time in Gotham? Have you memorized such a long list?"

"Oh, but it's true, this kind of beauty can't be forgotten after just one glance..."

In fact, Clark, who did read the list and wrote it down, had no choice but to:

"……Um."

Obviously their location is not close to the red carpet, and there are noisy people around...

The blond beauty in a sexy backless long dress striding alone on the red carpet seemed to have heard their discussion, glanced at this with her proud eyebrows, and smiled brightly at Clark.

The bald colleague subconsciously pulled his sparse top hair and smiled silly. When the blond beauty looked away and continued walking, he turned his head and frantically "slapped" Clark's chest muscles.

"Fuck, you have two strokes, boy. Sure enough, all beauties like those with big chest muscles? No wonder Captain America is so popular."

"Look carefully, although your glasses are a bit dirty, the suit doesn't fit well, and the tie pattern is a bit old..." As he said, his face showed jealousy, "You still have a pretty face."

That forehead, wide and straight;

The brow bone, like a Greek statue;

Those lips are naturally slightly upturned;

Those eyes are actually blue!

It's still that kind of damn good-looking baby blue!

"...Why didn't I notice just now?!"

The bald colleague who wasn't handsome enough to deserve a name was deeply confused.

And if you didn't touch it with your hands, you wouldn't know you have pectoralis major!

It's a betrayal of the meaning of a reporter who is an nerd and dead dog unless he runs news!

Clark: "..."

If you've noticed, I would have lost my job a long time ago because of my identity being exposed.

……

Probably because of the impact of "the little rookie colleague is so handsome", the bald colleague became much quieter after that.

Clark checked the faces and the list one by one, but didn't see any big...something?

As soon as this idea came up, he saw:

On the gray, moonless night sky of Gotham, there are some strange flames that resemble flamethrowers from far to near.

When Clark focused on the "brightest star in the night sky", Super Hearing followed suit.

Then, a burst of loud music played by the armor speaker almost shocked the little reporter into the sky on the spot.

"Shoottothrill~"

"Play to kill~"

"Toomanywomenwithtoomanypills~"

Clark: "..."

Subconsciously recalled the invitation list of Wayne's banquet, from beginning to end, from end to beginning.

Well, there really isn't a Tony Stark name.

Although his identity as "Superman" has a good relationship with Tony, as a small reporter on the current affairs news page of "Daily Planet", this is the first time Clark Kent has seen Iron Man in reality.

The speed of the steel armor is very fast, and the BGM played outside is also very arrogant.

After Clark discovered the uninvited guest, the reporters, bodyguards, police, and the rich, congressmen, and celebrities who got out of the luxury cars and stepped on the red carpet one after another...

They all followed the sound of the music and looked up at the smoggy sky.

"Shoottothrill, playtokill~"

"I got my gun at there, gonna fire at will~~"

At this moment, the beauty and the reporter went crazy.

……

Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne.

Who is the first equiaxed hexahedral diamond bachelor in the United States?

Before last year, the melon eaters in the United States compared the number of supermodels they hooked up with to the growth rate of their properties, from Stark Tower to Wayne Tower, from the luxury manor Stark bought with money to Wayne's big money. Purchased heritage wine cellar...

The ups and downs of victory and defeat are hard to distinguish between one and two.

However, it looks like this will continue until the two are very old or a showdown where a sudden prodigal son returns to marry, which ended a year ago.

Tony Stark, a dissolute and fun-loving military genius, returned to New York after being imprisoned by terrorists in the desert, suddenly announced the closure of the military industry department, and transformed himself into "Iron Man".

A prodigal son loved by countless people and hated by countless people.

A noble hero who saves people from fire and water regardless of rewards.

For the first time, someone allowed these two definitions to be equated.

Everyone feels...

In this game, Wayne lost.

And this pair of "opponents" who have grown from young to mature, no one will think that they have a good relationship.

…except for Clark Kent.

Watching the golden and red color matching Saobao armor fall from the sky, watching the banquet host who would not come out of the castle suddenly appear at the gate, watching the two walk towards each other and have a "hypocritical face" Friendliness is actually full of invisible confrontation gunpowder" hug...

The little reporter stood far away, listening to them with super hearing, "I thought you didn't have time to come, Tony, the armor is good", "Although the banquet is always boring, Bruce, but for the sake of your sincere invitation... ", I felt quite a kind of pride (?) in my heart that the world is drunk and I am alone.

For a moment, he forgot his vigilance about "whether Bruce Wayne is Batman or not".

I couldn't help but sigh deeply about the brotherhood of capitalists.

……

the same moment.

The crow-haired girl leaned against the long and narrow floor-to-ceiling windows.

This is a small attic, narrow and cramped, not so much a home, but more like a hut for homeless people.

But Nightingale didn't seem to care about this, her forehead was gently pressed against the window pall, and the sturdy snow wolf was curled up at her feet, almost occupying most of the space.

There was no moonlight outside the window, and the hand-painted stained glass windows looked dim.

But the interior isn't hard to see—news bulletins and photographs pinned densely to the old wooden wainscoting.

In the United States, many people have the habit of making mind maps on the wall.

Different picture stickers correspond to different text strips, and the colored wool goes around the small handle of the pushpin to connect two or several pictures that are related to each other.

— This is very common.

— but if the entire wall of briefings and texts were about the same person, the scene would look a bit creepy.

The cold night wind blows away the dark clouds.

Shelley raised her sharp kiss, and whimpered softly at the rare silver moon.

"Baby want to go for a walk?"

Hearing the words that made it happy, even if it wasn't a dog, Shelley couldn't help shaking its big drooping tail, and a pair of daunting wolf eyes showed meekness.

"Hmmmm..." Nightingale curled the ends of her curly hair with her fingers, and made a decision, "It just so happens that Ryan is going night hunting tonight, so we can join in the fun."

"Let me sense where he is."

"... Wayne's Banquet Castle?"

The figures of the woman and the silver wolf jumped down from the window, landed on the spire of another building, and quickly disappeared into the night lightly.

The light filtered through the opening and closing of the flower window, dimly illuminating the briefing on the wall, illuminating the pitch-black batwing and pointed-ear mask.

and the cursive letters nailed beneath it.

——Batman

The author has something to say: Key points: Although there are memories in her mind that do not belong to this world, Nightingale does not know that Bruce Wayne is Batman.

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：星晴24瓶、酸不溜丢小番茄20瓶、李渐鸿他夫人10瓶、小獾Sylvia2瓶、自私又自我的苏1瓶、离殇1瓶

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