[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

Brody came to Wayne Group.

He followed Bruce, watching everyone who passed them stop to say hello.

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Wayne Jr., good afternoon," they said.

Then, after receiving a slight nod from the two Wayne brothers as a response, they passed them by holding documents or work things. It seemed that they were usually busy with work, even when they were supposed to eat at noon, they couldn't be free. Come down the white-collar workers.

If Brody hadn't noticed their cautious glances.

The two walked into the exclusive elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed. When it was about to close, Brody put his hand on Bruce's shoulder. Looking at the people outside the elevator, he swore that he definitely saw someone staring slightly. eyes, as if in surprise.

The elevator doors closed, blocking sight.

"Their eyes look weird," Brody said. "There's always something subtle about it."

"Probably because I brought you to the company," Bruce said, with his hands in his pockets and the corners of his mouth curled up. "What do you think the newspapers in Gotham like to hear the most?"

"what?"

Bruce's voice was low, "The Wayne brothers have exhausted all means to fight for the company, and everyone in Gotham City knows that they have a disagreement."

Brody: "Well, I thought they changed their mind after that party."

"Yeah, it's changed," Bruce chuckled, ironically, and he took out his hand in his pocket, landed on top of Brody's head, and rubbed it, "so what they're thinking now is—"

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened just at this time, Bruce stepped out and walked out, turned around and looked at Brody, raised his eyebrows at him, and said in a long voice:

"The Wayne brothers have a good relationship, but Bruce Wayne has become the absolute master of the group, and his brother is so pitiful that he only has a small newspaper and a pitifully small amount of money."

"I thought the Daily Planet wasn't a tabloid?" Brody said, leaving the elevator with a puzzled expression on his face, "And, how do they define 'very little'?"

To be honest, the property Brody owns, even if the real estate is not mentioned, the cash he can control is enough for him to live in luxury for a lifetime.

Bruce stared at Brody, the expression on his face was a little cold, but it was not directed at Brody, but because of something else. After a while, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and he said in a low voice:

"Because of greed."

Those who speculate in this way are just because they have a greedy and dissatisfied heart, so they put their conjectures on others subjectively. If the things they imagined don't happen, they will put on a face that they don't care about anything. He looked like he knew it, saying 'it will happen sooner or later, it's just that we haven't discovered it yet', and even tried to push this matter forward.

If something happens, or if the push is successful, they'll be smug, clap their hands, laugh and say 'I knew it' because 'Gotham is like that'.

They are happy to see this scene and see these darkness.

Those gang bosses, those city executives who are in the same boat, those police officers who should have protected the people but chose to stretch their fangs at them, and criminals who are rampant but will not pay too much. to despair—

"It sounds a bit heavy," Brody tilted his head. Looking at Bruce's expression, he always felt that what his brother was talking about was not someone who worked in the Wayne Group, but with a deeper meaning, it was other people , but, "Never mind them."

When Brody said this, his blue eyes blinked, and he said in a brisk tone: "Anyway, they can only talk, and it doesn't mean that if we talk too much, we will become like this. They can't control other people's thoughts, can they? ?"

Bruce ticked the corner of his mouth, "You're right."

The Wayne Group has a studio dedicated to research and development. In the basement, Bruce brought Brody here, and the person he trusted, Lucius who had saved him before, was waiting for them here.

"I'm a little surprised by your choice, Mr. Wayne," Lucius said with a smile, with laugh lines around his eyes, he looked like a kind old man, not a group executive, "I heard Bruce Say, you chose to study medicine."

"Probably because I think this profession is great because it can save lives," Brody said. "However, I'm not saying that other professions are not great, it's just that I'm full of curiosity about this field, and besides..." He paused, bent his eyes, and showed a bright smile that seemed a little innocent:

"You can call me Brody, Uncle Lucius."

The smile in Lucius' eyes deepened, "Then, you have to be patient to better explore this area, Brody."

"I will." Brody nodded, and anyone could hear the sincerity in his tone.

After introducing those instruments, Lucius stood aside and only spoke to Brody to instruct him after he encountered difficulties in operating them. However, Brody has a good memory and good hands-on ability, so he has never used it. What's wrong.

It made Lucius look even more relaxed, and he was even able to go a little further and stand with Bruce.

"You were not so gentle with me, Lucius." Bruce said, his voice lowered so as not to affect Brody who was concentrating on the experiment.

"Probably because Brody is simpler than you," Lucius said calmly, without changing his expression, "and he won't tell lies that fools can see through at the beginning."

Bruce: "..." He clenched his fist and coughed lowly, and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry."

The veteran employee who was trusted by Thomas Wayne and Bruce also accepted the apology, but he didn't really care about this, he said, "Actually, I don't wonder what those hobbies of yours actually are. , I just don’t like being treated as a fool.” Immediately, his words changed, “Are you sure Brody is determined to take this path?”

"Ah."

"Not for fun?"

Bruce stared deeply at Brody, recalling Brody's expression at that time, and said in a low voice: "I don't think he will."

"I can recommend someone to him," Lucius said, "Brody's fingers are very flexible and steady. I remember you called me before you came and told me that he was trying to do these experiments for the first time. , that’s why they asked me to take care of them.”

"But it doesn't look like it's the first time he looks like this now. He basically doesn't make mistakes that novices would make, and the instruments are also very quick to use, as proficient as if he had done many experiments before."

Bruce also noticed it, but he confirmed that it was indeed the first time for Brody, but this instead showed Brody's talent, "Who do you recommend?"

"A skilled surgeon, but with a bad temper."

Bruce: "As long as he doesn't hit people."

Lucius: "...it sounds like you're going to beat him up if he hits someone."

Bruce nodded at Lucius' gaze.

He had never beaten Brody himself, and Bruce was already nervous because of Brody's body. If anyone dared to touch him, he would definitely get Bruce's fist.

"...Well," Lucius choked, and he said, "He doesn't beat people, but his mouth is more poisonous than ordinary people."

"Hey."

Brody's voice interrupted what they were going to continue, and Brody shook the test tube in his hand towards them, which contained a transparent liquid, "Cover your noses quickly, the next smell may not be yours. law to accept."

While talking, Brody took out the bag that he didn't know when he had stored it from his pocket, put it on his face, and the voice coming through the mask seemed muffled, "Actually, I suggest you leave This room, look through the glass door."

Bruce just raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and Lucius was curious because he couldn't see what Brody would synthesize from these materials—he preferred these to studying the secrets of his boss Bruce—so He didn't back out either, he just did the same thing Bruce did.

Well, it's not like I didn't warn, Brody thought, shrugging his shoulders, then bent down, and carefully poured the liquid in the test tube into another container that also contained liquid.

tick-

Subtle sounds became extremely obvious in this quiet laboratory. The test tubes were tilted at a greater angle and pressed against the mouth of the tubes. The transparent liquids slid down the walls of the tubes and finally merged with another prepared liquid.

Nothing happened.

There was no discoloration, no flames, and no other strange changes.

Bruce frowned. He thought Brody's experiment had failed. When he hesitated to put down his hand, he saw Lucius still holding his nose, and took a few steps back. He opened the glass door with a snap, and then Close it again, looking at him through the glass door.

Bruce: "..."

In the next second, a strong smell erupted in the air. The smell was like food that had been rotten for a month, or smelly socks that hadn’t been washed for a long time...or more complex smells. In short, The moment Bruce smelled it, a nausea surged from his throat.

Even though Brody put the stopper on the mouth of the test tube quickly, the smell still stubbornly spread in the air, Bruce endured it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and walked quickly towards the glass door.

When Brody saw his brother's reaction, he knew he had succeeded.

Lucius, who was standing behind the glass door, was a little far away from Bruce. He didn't know if it was because Bruce was also contaminated with this smell, but he gave Brody a thumbs up through the glass door.

The pair of blue eyes that were exposed outside the mask blinked a few times, and the ends of the eyes were curved with a very obvious arc because of the smile.

"As I said, it's best to stay behind the glass door."

Afterwards, Brody said so emphatically, his eyes were very innocent, if Bruce hadn't seen the smile in his eyes at that time, he probably really believed it.

He narrowed his eyes, and was about to knock on Brody's forehead with his fingers. Brody quickly covered his forehead, and raised the sealed glass bottle in his hand, which contained the liquid that could emit a bad smell.

"As soon as it is exposed to the air, the scent is released immediately and evaporates within half a minute."

Brody stuffed it into Bruce's hand, with a very serious expression on his face, trying to make Bruce forget what happened just now with this serious attitude.

"Give it to you, use it as you like."

Bruce took it.

However, Brody still did not avoid the fate of being hit on the forehead. He puffed up his cheeks, raised his head slightly and stared at his brother, trying to complain with his eyes. He clearly said otherwise, how could he sneak attack after he relaxed?

Bruce raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and said slowly:

"Because I'm your brother."