[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

Obviously, the old housekeeper who asked this question did it on purpose.

Embarrassment flashed across Bruce's face, and he raised his hand unnaturally to touch his nose, "I thought you were asleep, Fu, after all, it's so late."

"It's quite late," Alfred nodded, and said unhurriedly, "It seems that you also know that this is the time to sleep, and you know that when I came down to drink some water, I suddenly saw Is there that frightening feeling of someone appearing in the dark?"

Bruce: "..."

He coughed a few times and said with a helpless smile, "Hey, Ah Fu, you clearly know where I went."

"I thought you were going to tell me that you just went for a walk in the garden." Alfred finally smiled. He went down the stairs, turned on the light in the living room, carefully observed the expression on Bruce's face, and then his eyes There was imperceptible relief, "It seems that you are very happy tonight, sir."

Bruce was stunned, and couldn't help touching the corner of his mouth, "Is it obvious?"

"At least I'm much happier than when you came back." Alfred said.

The two walked towards the stairs, Bruce looked a little dazed, obviously thinking about something, and Alfred didn't open his mouth to disturb Bruce's thinking. When Bruce reached the door of his bedroom, he opened the door and was about to step in. , just come back to God.

He subconsciously turned around and saw Alfred still standing behind him.

"Do you have anything to say to me?"

"...You're right, Ah Fu."

Bruce spoke in a low voice. He looked at the old butler, and under the other's concerned gaze, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, "I'm really happy."

Alfred was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that this was the answer to the question just now. He said gently and sincerely, "Then I sincerely hope that you can always maintain this mood."

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Since Brody met his elder brother Bruce that night, he no longer lost sight of Bruce as before. Every day Bruce and Alfred would come over, and sometimes, Bruce would come by himself .

It is always a pleasure to see his family, and people from the Daily Planet sometimes come over, which makes Brody's life in the hospital not so boring.

During this process, Brody noticed that everyone seemed to be very careful about his drowsiness, as if they were afraid of touching the point that would hurt him, so in a chat with Bruce, Brody naturally He talked about his drowsiness over the years.

He told Bruce that although his consciousness was drowsy most of the time in these years, sometimes he was sensitive to the outside world, he could hear and feel, but he couldn't give a response.

That is why his mind is not a child.

After all, if a real child sleeps for so long, if he has no sense of the outside world, his mind will not grow, but if he has a sense all the time, this kind of unable to move will definitely drive a person crazy.

The above are the excuses Brody came up with after thinking about them. Coupled with the help of the system, Brody managed to convince them of what he said.

In a way, Brody wasn't lying either.

He was unconscious most of the time, probably the system's measures to protect his mind. For Brody, it felt like he was sleeping.

But Brody did have moments of lucidity at times, sort of like waking up in the middle of sleep.

"This feeling is quite strange," Brody said enthusiastically. "Sometimes I can feel another breathing sound very close, and I'm sure I feel right."

While talking, Brody raised his hand, put up two fingers, and blinked at Bruce who was sitting by the hospital bed, "Is that you, brother?"

In addition to the chair next to the hospital bed, there is also a comfortable sofa under the window in the ward, and Mr. Housekeeper is sitting here.While arranging the documents in his hand, he looked at the two brothers who were talking not far away, with a smile on his face.

The scene of family harmony is what Alfred is most happy to see.

Of course, for Brody, in addition to getting along with his family, he also needs to cooperate with the doctor's examination, take care of his body, and learn more things, after all, he has slept for so long.

Learning can be done slowly. In addition to earning points by reading unshakably every day, Brody is the most enthusiastic about his discharge from the hospital, so he is very active and obedient, no matter what the doctor asks him to do.

It's a pity that because nothing has been researched for the time being, and the day before he is discharged from the hospital is far away, apart from staying in his own ward, the only thing Brody can go to is the garden in the hospital that is used to relax the patients.

This time, Brody was also pushed into the garden in a wheelchair, and the coolie for him was the little reporter from the Daily Planet.

Probably because he thought that he would be the immediate boss of the newspaper in the future, so he had to show some kindness, but the other people happened to be busy during this period, so they simply let this young reporter who had just taken office come more frequently.

Brody suspected they were probably asking the reporter to amuse him, and probably nothing else.

"Do you think this is a bit boring?"

"Ok?"

Clark, who was originally quietly staying behind the wheelchair, lowered his eyes slightly to look at Brody when he heard Brody speak suddenly.

"I mean, I have to come to accompany this patient every day, and I'm ignored most of the time, so it should be boring." Brody raised his head and looked at the reporter.

Clark shook his head, maybe Bruce Wayne was a little careless towards him, but to be honest, he was ignored at most, and nothing else, let alone Brody, even if he was chatting with his brother, he would not forget to be quiet Sitting in the corner, the old butler was even more polite.

Maybe he doesn't have a high sense of presence-partly because of Clark's deliberate intention-but if you really want to say ignore it, it doesn't matter.

"I wanted to say that I could tell the people at the newspaper office so that they don't have to send you over again," Brody couldn't help laughing when he saw him shaking his head, "I thought you wanted to go On-the-spot interviews, doing things that are more in line with the profession of journalists.”

Clark thought for a while, staring at Brody, and a sudden thought made him speak: "For example, to interview you, Mr. Wayne?"

"Huh?" Brody opened his eyes wide in surprise, a little surprised by what he said.

Clark felt that his expression looked very interesting, which made him unable to help continuing: "Actually, the outside world is very interested in your news, and any newspaper office wants to interview you, but it is a pity that the Wayne family did not get any information." They can't do anything without permission, let alone know where you are."

Even the Daily Planet, except for him, his boss and a few high-level people, did not know that Brody was in this hospital.

Clark couldn't help thinking that before they came to the hospital for the first time that day, they were informed of Brody's treatment in this hospital only after they met the lawyer sent by the Wayne family and signed a confidential contract.

"So, you mean you want to interview me too?"

Clark shook his head, "I'm just a small reporter." Even if he wanted to do an interview, he wouldn't be able to do it. The more famous and talented journalists must have lined up for a long time.

"Hey, don't make excuses, Clark," Brody looked at him with a smile, "you just answer yes or no."

Those blue eyes were shining brightly in the sun, and they were so beautiful that people were moved. Even if they said such strong-sounding words, they couldn't make people feel disgusted.

Clark was even more incompetent. When dealing with fragile humans, he was already very gentle, not to mention that he also probably knew a little bit about Brody's character during this period.

If his brother Bruce was a big cat like a dangerous lion, then Brody was probably a blue-eyed cat with furballs and meowing.

Thinking of this metaphor, Clark smiled and nodded under Brody's gaze.

"Okay, I see." Brody said this, and then didn't bring up the topic again.

Clark didn't care either. Maybe other reporters would be disappointed that Brody didn't promise to let him interview, but Clark didn't. He didn't care about interviewing more famous and attention-grabbing people so that he could be promoted to a higher position. this kind of thing.He chose to be a reporter because it was not easy to arouse suspicion when this identity appeared in places where accidents happened.

Because the sunshine was so good, Brody planned to read a book in the garden, so he asked Clark to bring back the books he hadn't finished reading. This is not the first time he has done this, and Clark naturally agreed. down.

Brody stayed alone in the garden, in a sheltered place.

Because there were no other patients except Brody in the garden at this time, at first, the surroundings were very quiet, only the chirping of birds, but it didn't take long for Brody to hear other strange voices.

He looked towards the place where the sound came from, and found that it was a man and a woman.The woman among the two was wearing a white coat, obviously a doctor from the hospital, and the other was wearing ordinary clothes. The two of them chatted and seemed to have noticed Brody's existence, so their voices were deliberately lowered.

But this situation didn't last long. Soon, the female doctor's voice suddenly increased:

"Shut up, Pierce! I—"

Visible anger appeared on her face, her chest heaved violently, but she finally restrained herself, perhaps because she was concerned about Brody who was not far away, and didn't want people to watch the scene, so the female doctor shook off the man's hand and was about to leave.

The expression on the man's face also changed, with sternness and paranoia flashing in his eyes, he put his hands in his pockets, but turned around in the next second, and ran towards Brody.

Both Brody and the female doctor had puzzled expressions on their faces.

When the man ran up to Brody, he took out the contents of his pocket, and the female doctor's face suddenly became ugly.

At the same time, a cold, circular feel touched Brody's temple.

The man rang out with a crazy voice:

"I love you, Alisa. When I kill this little boy, you will know that I am willing to do anything for you, including going to hell!"

The author has something to say: because of the need to reduce the number of words on the list, the update will be updated every other day, that is to say, the next chapter will be updated next Monday (June 6th), and the day will resume when the word count reaches about 10 words. What’s more, babies pay attention to _(:з)∠)_