[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

There will always be people who are not afraid of death.

Just like this night, although there was a warning from Batman, and there was already an injured person, there was still someone who only ran a little distance, then stopped, and took out his mobile phone to start Shoot up.

Unsteady, not-so-sharp footage captures Batman fighting the monster.

The monster let out a howl and rushed towards Batman.It raised its hand and hammered at Batman fiercely. He dodged it, and its fist fell to the ground with a bang.

When the monster raised its hand and turned around awkwardly, and rushed towards Batman again, it revealed the sunken ground with a strange green liquid.

The whole battle ended very quickly.

It's not that Batman subdued this monster very quickly. In fact, although this monster was not flexible enough and Batman found several weak points to attack, its defense was very good, and every time Batman's fist touched the monster's body, the gloves covering his fist made a slight sizzle.

Only Batman could hear him rolling backwards, dodging yet another attack from the monster, and looking down to his own hand, which opened and closed, then clenched again.

The liquid in those pustules had a corrosive effect, and he could even feel that his fingers would be able to pierce through the gloves as long as he exerted a little more force.

Just when Batman's knees were slightly bent and his toes were about to push hard, he heard another howl from the monster, which made his movements stop, only because of the obvious pain revealed in the monster's voice.

"Ahhhhhh-"

The monster hugged its head, and didn't even attack Batman anymore, it fell to the ground, rolled, and then stopped suddenly, and there was a sound like a balloon being deflated inside its body.

In the video, the monster's body began to shrink, and the green color began to fade, until the screen flickered, because the person who took the video was also frightened and made a distinct gasp.

"My God—"

What was originally thought to be a monster turned into a human being. He curled up and fell to the ground without making a sound. The exposed skin was loose, like a fat man who suddenly lost weight, but his skin did not regain its elasticity. Kind of the same.

Batman's pupils shrank slightly, he took a few steps forward, squatted down and turned the man over, the abdomen that was not covered by the clothes allowed Batman to clearly see the wound left by the sharp weapon.

As the sound of the siren was getting closer, Batman stood up, raised his hand and shot the hook lock, his body suddenly flew into the air, and left the place. Some of the police who arrived were chasing Batman, some were maintaining order, and some One came to the man, and when they put their fingers under the man's nose, they couldn't feel any breath.

This person is dead.

This incident made the headlines the next day. Although Gotham City does not lack darkness, violence and blood, it is more ordinary people. They may be used to this kind of life, but it does not mean that they can get used to this kind of life. Things, obviously, made them panic.

Why is this monster turned into by humans?What made him like this?Will it show up on them?

"...Please rest assured, no matter who it is, no matter what he wants to do, the government will not let him succeed. We will catch the murderer behind the scenes as soon as possible, just like stopping the city poisoning incident. This time We will do the same, I hope the citizens will be as calm as possible, trust us."

The voice of the mayor came from the TV. On the screen, the mayor said the above words loudly in front of the microphones of many reporters, and his expression was very serious. No matter whether he could do it or not, at least his attitude was still the same. Out.

Brody, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, frowned after reading the official announcement. When Ah Fu came over to collect the dishes on the coffee table, he asked, "Is Bruce there?"

The old butler straightened up, looked at the bat pillow in his arms, raised his head to look at his young master, and nodded slightly, "Yes."

"I'll go find him," Brody said.

"Master, can you say something for me?"

Brody paused when he got off the sofa. Seeing the smile on the old butler's face, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. He couldn't help hugging the pillow tightly in his arms, and the pointed ears of the fat bat were about to be crushed, "What, what? ?”

When Brody came to the base, he heard a howling sound, and when he gradually walked forward, the familiar figure appeared in his sight, and he also saw the video being played, in which the monster turned into a human process.

Brody's walking speed has always been slow due to physical reasons, so when he finally walked to Bruce's side, the scene had been paused and replayed several times.

"Afu let me give you a word, Bruce."

Bruce stopped when he was about to press the pause button, and he turned his head to look at Brody, "What?"

Brody pressed his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and tried to imitate the unhurried voice of the old butler, "If you still remember that you are still a human being, sir, please try to avoid doing this kind of nonsense all day and night. The matter of sleeping, to avoid the news of your sudden death one day, I will be very sad, and the young master will also be very sad."

When he finished, he winked at Bruce.

Obviously, although the old butler didn't stop what Bruce did, it didn't affect his dissatisfaction with Bruce's lack of care for his body.

Bruce laughed, and the brows that were originally tightly frowned showed some signs of relaxation, and then he saw Brody raised his hands towards him and waved in front of his eyes, "Hey, do you need caring service from brother? The kind that relieves fatigue?"

Bruce: "What?"

After a few minutes.

Bruce was sitting in the chair, he was leaning against the back of the chair, his eyes were closed, his brows were stretched out, and his temples were being rubbed with moderate strength by his white and slender fingertips. Bruce could clearly feel the heaviness of his nerves all the time The brain relaxes.

"how do you feel?"

The person standing behind him was chattering authentically, but the clear and clear voice didn't make people feel disturbed at all.

"This is my own original technique. You are the first to enjoy it. Do you feel very moved?"

"So," Bruce closed his eyes, his voice was low and forceful, "—I'm an experiment?"

"It's too hurtful to say this word," the young man immediately denied, "It should be me who extended a helping hand full of brotherly love when I discovered your exhausted mental state and was even about to be troubled by Mr. Housekeeper. Are you being treated as a test subject?"

The corners of Bruce's lips rose slightly, and he smiled.

He enjoyed another two or three minutes of 'brotherly love', maybe it was psychological reasons, maybe Brody's technique was really useful, Bruce felt that his mental state was much better than at the beginning, so he opened his eyes.

For Bruce, this break was enough.

The screen on the computer was played again and again. Brody pulled the chair and sat down. For him, this state was more comfortable. He breathed a sigh of relief and kneaded his fingers—fortunately, it was the one he used for massage. That bit of strength wouldn't cause his body to react too much—and then he moved closer.

"Hey, raise your hand, Bruce."

Bruce's attention was still in the video, but part of the attention on Brody made him raise his hand subconsciously according to Brody's words, and within a few seconds he heard the sound of the chair rollers sliding, but he was sitting on the chair Brody slid on the bed and slid the chair in front of Bruce.

If Bruce hadn't reacted quickly enough to take a step back in time, his chin would probably have collided with the top of Brody's head.

"Ah..." Brody also realized his recklessness. He coughed a few times, trying to confuse this matter, raised his hand and pressed the pause button, and the screen stopped at the moment when the monster fell to the ground.

"I was at the villa before and watched this video, so I have some guesses."

That's why Brody came back, he hoped his guess could help Bruce, even if it was a little hint.

Brody moved the mouse and zoomed in on the screen so that people could clearly see the monster's eyes, "I noticed a change in his eyes. Originally, the whites of his eyes were filled with red, but at this moment, the colors faded away. At the same time, There was human emotion in his eyes—"

"He is in pain. It is obviously caused by the changes in his body. His body is undergoing drastic changes," Brody paused, lowering his eyelids slightly. When he raised his eyes again and continued to look at the picture, his tone remained the same , I couldn't hear anything unusual, "I think the most likely thing is that someone injected him with a drug that can change the body's genes."

"And, he's scared."

"He's scared of you, Bruce, like you've done something terrible to him," Brody said, turning his chair from his back-to-back position to his front-facing position with Bruce, puzzled. Authentic, "Why is he afraid of you?"

Bruce didn't answer him directly, but pulled out a piece of information from the computer, "I found out about an underground transaction before, and this person is one of the transaction parties."

It's just that this man's reaction was very fast. Before Batman arrived, he realized that something was wrong and slipped away. When Batman solved those people and planned to catch him, he encountered the monster that this man turned into attacking people. matter.

After listening to Bruce's explanation, Brody not only didn't wake up, but became more puzzled. He frowned and muttered: "This is wrong, even if he is really afraid of being caught by you, when he encounters that kind of strong When in pain, his knee-jerk reaction should be to ask for help, not to be afraid."

"You are not his vital relatives. There is no reason to prevent you from worrying about his physical pain. Why is he still afraid of you even in severe pain?"

Brody was too focused on his thinking, and he uttered these doubts smoothly. Some of the words touched Bruce's nerves, and he couldn't help but look at Brody, his eyes became obscured.

"Fear of...pain...physical changes, and, and...drugs..."

The repeated keywords finally come together, collide, and then—

"I thought of it!" Brody clenched his right hand and hammered the palm of his left hand. He raised his head suddenly, but it happened to meet Bruce's deep blue eyes, and he couldn't help being startled.

"Hey," Brody couldn't help touching his face after he realized it, and muttered uncomfortably, "Is there something wrong with me?"