[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

The handsome young man got out of the car, walked to the window of the front seat, leaned on the roof with one hand, and bent over with the other, so it was unclear who he was talking to in the car.Not long after, the young man straightened up, and he could clearly see a brisk and joyful smile on his face. Then he took a step back, waved to the people in the car, and watched the car go away before turning around. go forward.

Looking up, you can see that this is a building full of history. On the first floor, there are five monster stone statues guarding it, and then there are seven stone statues, and the very obvious sign——

Wayne Group.

The young man was obviously going to walk into this building, but when he had just walked halfway up the stairs, he suddenly stopped, turned his body slightly, and looked around with a slight doubt on his face, but he didn't look for long, then retracted The gaze continued to move forward.

His figure disappeared at the gate.

Snapped--

That's the end of the video.

The man unhurriedly put away his phone, relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the chair, and smiled at Ren opposite him: "I've already given you what you want to see, what about you?"

The person sitting opposite lowered his head again after watching the video, only to see the top of his messy head, after hearing the man's words, he raised his head, anyone who is not mentally prepared will be frightened by his expression arrive.

Because his complexion was distorted, his eye sockets were wide open, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he said hoarsely: "I still have one last condition."

The man played with the mobile phone in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Speak."

"You have to get me out of this prison."

"To be honest, it's a bit troublesome," the man rubbed his chin, showing some thought, "After all, you were put in jail by the Wayne Group, but—" he shrugged, "I agree to your request."

"make a deal."

"But the same—" The man leaned forward and looked directly at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, obviously smiling, but his eyes revealed a hint of warning.

"You have to make me what I want before you do what you want, Pierce."

Brody's studies progressed methodically.

From the time when he could not recognize the medicinal materials clearly, he has now memorized many common medicinal materials. From the beginning, he only knew a little about the pulse condition, and now he can even see something from the other person's complexion. and learned more.

Compared with the beginning, he has made great progress.

At the same time, Batman, the symbol of Gotham, also appeared in the night sky again.

There was a rumbling sound, and a dark-looking Batmobile drove into the base, and drove all the way to the parking space. The top of the body opened upwards, and a hand stretched out from the inside, and then grabbed the edge with a little force, and jumped out of the car come out.

The black cloak traced across the air and fell slowly. As the man walked forward, he took off the helmet that looked like a transformed bat, revealing his handsome face.

Bruce stopped in front of the monitoring screen, he put his helmet aside, and looked up at the picture on the screen.

The old butler who had been waiting in the base stepped forward and helped Bruce take off the uniform he was wearing, "Will you go back later?"

"I'll stay for a while, Fu," Bruce said in a deep voice. "Tonight, I found that the scarecrow's poisonous gas appeared again, but I didn't catch him. There were only some insignificant punks present."

He turned his back to Ah Fu, so he didn't notice the fleeting hesitation on the old housekeeper's face, "...Okay, but you'd better go back early, master, at least you can sleep for a while."

"I know."

Although he said so, Alfred could hear the perfunctory in Bruce's tone, he sighed silently, a little helpless, but could only turn around and leave.

One or two, the old butler thought.

When Bruce returned to the villa, it was almost five o'clock in the morning, and there seemed to be a faint light on the edge of the sky.

The door of the villa was pushed open from the outside. Bruce put away the keys and walked in. The little golden retriever who was lying next to the corner of the sofa seemed to be awakened by this movement. He raised his head vigilantly and stood up immediately after realizing that it was Bruce. , ran to Bruce.

It circled Bruce once, then rubbed its head against the hem of his trousers, then ran back quickly, continuing to lie down next to the sofa.

Bruce stared at Brian, who was lying on the side of the sofa, except for his little tail sweeping back and forth, but his body was motionless. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and he turned his steps upstairs and walked towards the sofa.

When he looked over the back of the sofa enough to see Brody who was sleeping on it, he frowned slightly.

Is that so?

It was because his master was sleeping on the sofa, so he didn't go back to sleep in the nest, but stayed beside the master.

Probably because he hadn't fallen into a deep sleep in the first place, so he was aware of the eyes of the outside world. Bruce only watched for a few seconds before seeing Brody slowly open his eyes and stare at him.

"... Brucey?"

There was still a hint of sleepiness in Brody's voice. He stood up and rubbed his eyes. The blanket slipped off his body, revealing the books spread out underneath.

"It's so late—"

After seeing the time on the watch, Brody murmured.

"Go back to your room and sleep," Bruce said.

Brody nodded obediently. He got off the sofa and followed Bruce all the way to the stairs. He didn't forget to say good night to Brian who ran back to the kennel and lay down before going upstairs.

"It's not too late to read in the future."

Before the two of them were about to separate and go back to their rooms, Bruce said so, he lowered his head slightly and stared at Brody.

Brody mumbled a few times, trying to pass by, but found that Bruce hadn't looked away, and was always looking at him with deep eyes, which even made Brody feel a little stressed.

"I need your assurance, Brody," Bruce said, his voice as deep and powerful as ever.

"But—" Brody tried to struggle, "Maybe sometimes I'll watch and forget to go back to the bedroom..."

"Ah Fu will remind you."

Bruce ruthlessly blocked Brody's reason.

"But Bruce you—"

"My physical fitness is better than yours."

"...Okay." Brody muttered, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, but suddenly felt a heavy weight on the top of his head, and was rubbed by someone. He raised his head subconsciously, and saw Bruce's face that seemed to see through everything. look.

Brody: "..."

The words that were still muttering in his heart stopped suddenly, and Brody quickly said good night, and turned back to his room without waiting for Bruce to respond.

Bruce crossed his arms and stood on the spot, watching someone walk towards the bedroom with hands and feet, until the door was closed, and then he turned and walked towards his own bedroom.

Just the moment he turned around, a low laugh escaped from his lips.

When Bruce's back also disappeared behind the closed door, the corridor returned to calm.About half a minute later, a door of a certain room was opened with a gap, and the person behind the door was like a kitten who scouted out the enemy and watched all the movements around with its fluffy triangular ears until it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it. , then cautiously stretched out a paw, and pulled the door a little wider.

Brody poked his head out, he was relieved to see that the corridor was empty, he retracted his head, and slammed the door shut again.

He walked back to the bed slowly, lay down, then turned over, raised his hand and rubbed his ears, the slightly higher temperature at the root of the ear penetrated from his fingertips into the skin.

Brody glanced at the mirror next to the bed, and looked away hesitantly.

A few seconds later, he glanced again, his expression a little shaken.

When he looked at the mirror again, he finally couldn't help but took it over. His face was reflected in it, and with the bright light in the room, people could see clearly.

Including the ears protruding from the short black hair, and a touch of red at the base of the ears.

The mirror was casually thrown aside in the next second, and the young man lying on the bed turned over again, buried his face in the pillow, remained motionless, before suffocating himself, finally raised his head, revealing the belt with a discouraged face.

No matter how much he wanted to ignore it, the sense of shame in his heart still couldn't fade away.

It's so embarrassing, obviously he is a man himself, but it turned out that he just waited for Bruce to come back, and he didn't do it.

Originally, he pretended that nothing happened, and deliberately found a reason to fool him, but when he tried to bargain with Bruce for the request, after he saw Bruce's eyes, he realized——

Bruce knows everything.

He knew that reason was false, he knew Brody was waiting for him, he knew...

Brody sighed quietly again.

He had already thought about it, he would sit on the sofa in the living room with a book in his hand, and wait for Bruce while reading. When Bruce came back, he raised his hand and patted his brother's shoulder, showing a mature expression, and told him in a low voice. Bruce:

"No matter what you do, we will accompany you and wait for you, so you can leave your back to us, Bruce."

however--

How beautiful the imagination is, how skinny the reality is.

With a snap, Brody threw himself into the pillow again, and then entered the study space, immersing himself in his studies, wondering if he wanted to wander in the ocean of knowledge and overwrite a certain memory.

At this time, the system generally will not make a sound, unless its host asks for help, such as——

"I want to exercise!"

Brody popped out such a sentence without thinking, with a firm expression on his face.

System: "Please calm down, host."

"I'm calm."

The system did not continue to speak, but silently projected a simulated picture:

The young man in the picture bends down to hold the dumbbell from the ground, and then lifts it up in the next second...

"puff--"

Blood spurted from the young man's mouth. While spitting blood, he held up a dumbbell and smiled towards Brody outside the screen. He obviously had the same face as Brody. With this expression and this scene, how do you see it? Like mocking--

Are you out of your mind?

Brody: "..."

He sniffed, and jumped into the ocean of knowledge again in grief and anger.