Did Ah Fu retire today? [Comprehensive British and American]

I don't know if he is a double-faced Ah Fu, but that young man named Adam really seems to be a different person.

It only took a few seconds to go from being coquettish at the beginning to being dazed and well-behaved now.

Maybe that's what he was?

So what happened to his previous performance?Split personality?

Even Harris couldn't explain it.

After listening to Ah Fu's narration of the cause and effect, the young policeman frowned and said puzzledly: "I have never encountered the situation you mentioned. Although Adam is a bit timid, his figure does not conform to the aesthetics of ordinary men. , but he is really not feminine, and he has never spoken with a female voice."

Adam shrank behind Harris, sticking out half of his head warily.

He stared innocently at the big green round eyes, among the few people present, the tall, tall and most aggressive adult male - Matt, argued: "I just have some migraines, it's an old | problem So maybe you saw this? But I don't really remember."

A group of people walked out of the public toilet.

Harris testified; "It is true that Adam occasionally forgets something."

The boy added with some annoyance: "It's very troublesome. I sometimes take a nap and appear in strange places again, so I'm sorry about what happened just now, please don't mind."

Harris said: "I suspect he is a little sleepwalking, but that is not a lot. I bought a positioning watch and it is easy to find. It is not a big problem."

Ah Fu had to interrupt them: "So, don't you really think that these signs add up to look like multiple personalities?"

Harris paused and fell silent.

Adam blushed and retorted: "Of course not, I'm not mentally ill!"

Matt also showed a look of comprehension: "That makes sense. Of course you won't remember, and your sub-personality won't let the main personality know of his existence, um...maybe 'her'? Only when that person reappears can we be sure."

Adam wanted to say something, but was stopped by Harris.

His face was no longer friendly, and he was much colder than before. He dragged Adam back half a step, and said irrefutably, "Adam has no problem."

Matt: "What?"

Harris said flatly: "This has nothing to do with you. Well, I have to go to the police in the afternoon, and now I have to go home and rest quickly. Adam, hurry up, don't dawdle."

He said and walked quickly towards the apartment without even saying goodbye: "

The thin boy responded, looked at Matt and Ah Fu hesitantly, then turned around and ran away after Harris.

Harris' intention to avoid the last topic was so obvious that even blind Matt could "see" it.

Matt used his blind stick to explore the way, walked back to the big tree, bent down and picked up the tomato, and said with certainty: "He knows."

"But he doesn't want to admit that he is protecting the child." Ah Fu consciously walked in front of him, allowing Matt to put his palm on his shoulder again and lead the way.

But these findings, in fact, are of little use.

Because they all knew that if the boy hadn't committed a crime, didn't show any aggression, and was just mentally ill, they would have no reason to do anything to him anyway.

Gotham does have the famous Arkham Asylum, but it's well-known that it only houses dangerous criminals, and has nothing to do with ordinary harmless mental patients.

In general, nursing homes will not accept patients casually without the consent of their family members.

So police officer Harris was right, Adam's problem had nothing to do with them.

Even if they just want Adam to get treatment out of kindness.

Matt sighed lightly, and said with some amusement: "Call someone else's child, you seem to be less than nine years old?"

Eight and a half years old, this is indeed the age Ah Fu said in the alley last night.

Unexpectedly, Matt still remembered what he said casually, Ah Fu couldn't help but choked up, thinking that he was almost sixty rounded up, but he couldn't say anything.

Matt chuckled a little, but sensibly kept his mouth shut before annoying Alfred.

He coughed twice, and then started the conversation again: "So, concentrate on leading me the way, little blind stick. My home is coming soon."

His voice was gentle and reliable, with a touch of comfort. Such a soothing tone really made Ah Fu relax a lot, and soon he forgot the previous depression.

Matt's coming soon?

Little Afu was taken aback, looked up and looked around, only to realize that he had unknowingly walked to the end of the park.

Looking a little further to the left, I immediately saw the very old small apartment that Matt had described.

That's where he ends up in Gotham.

It is very close to Matt's rented apartment. Afu took Matt for about 5 minutes and walked downstairs to the apartment.

And the closer the observation, the more dilapidated and old the apartment became.

There is a gap between the rich and the poor in every city, and this is especially evident in Gotham, where the majestic city center and the slums near the abandoned industrial area can be described as distinct.

What separates the two is the gathering place of the vast majority of the middle class in Gotham.

Fifth Avenue is one such place.

The law and order here is relatively better, and the rent is not expensive. It is very friendly to a cash-strapped outsider like Matt.

The apartment he rented was quite old, and the size of the room was not large, but it was precisely because of this that it saved him the effort of gathering roommates, which was a good thing for a superhero who hid his identity.

Back on his turf, Matt is visibly more relaxed.

He put his blind stick at the door, touched the wall with his fingertips, walked to the refrigerator accurately, and put the newly bought tomatoes in it.

After a pause, he groped down again, took out two cans of ice-cola, measured his steps, and walked towards Ah Fu impartially.

"You have worked hard on this journey." He handed over the Coke.

Little Ah Fu said solemnly: "You're welcome, Matt."

He took the Coke, approached the sofa, sank down, and his small body sank into the soft sofa. He opened the Coke, took a big gulp, and his two short legs were in the air. Hanging in the middle, dangling leisurely.

And using this laid-back and lovely appearance as a cover, Ah Fu is secretly observing Matt.

But after observing for a long time, he still didn't understand what was the difference between this human being, which actually caused him to have that kind of intimacy as if he met the same kind.

You know, this feeling didn't even appear when he was in the bat cave, staring at the group of bats hanging all over the cave.

Why would it appear on a human being?

Unable to figure it out, Ah Fu unconsciously raised the Coke and took another big gulp.

Then I heard Matt call his false name very casually: "Alpha."

Little Ah Fu took a Coke in his mouth: "Huh?"

Matt continued to say lightly: "I know you came here specially to find me."

Little Ah Fu: "!"

A sip of iced Coke almost spewed out!

Matt turned his head sideways, his dull gray eyes fixed on him: "Why?"

Alfred sighed.

Faced with Matt's questioning before, he casually pulled Batman out, saying that he was the other's son, and he didn't seem to be able to shift Matt's focus for too long. He reacted in less than an hour.

But Ah Fu couldn't say that he was not human, and he even suspected that Matt was not, so he followed along all the way, trying to find out.

He couldn't talk about his own affairs, and he couldn't change his lies about Batman, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to make up.

"You know." Ah Fu swallowed his Coke and said dryly, "My dad is Batman."

Matt also opened the Coke and took a sip: "I know."

Ah Fu coughed and spread rumors: "But you must not know, he almost never cares about me."

Matt put down the Coke and got serious.

Ah Fu sighed, half-truthfully said: "I don't know who my mother is..."

Physically, he didn't know which continent and what species of bat his parents were, and whether they were even alive, so he wasn't lying.

"...Father, although he hides my identity to protect me..."

His vest is layer upon layer, in order to hide his non-human identity. Although Batman's father is all fabricated, he is not just talking nonsense about hiding his identity.

"...But he never cared for me, I was very lonely until..."

Here comes the point!

Matt got serious. He leaned forward, his expression serious.

Ah Fu finally concluded: "Until I met you, the feeling you gave me was warm and reliable, completely in line with the father in my fantasy!"

Of course, this statement is different from the previous ones, not half-truths, and all nonsense.

Matt: "..."

Ah Fu almost convinced himself: "That's why I looked for you everywhere, and finally found you today. I just want to stay with you for a while, and feel the love of my father that I have never had before."

Matt leaned back on the back of the sofa and lost his serious expression.

His eyes began to go blank, and Ah Fu once again disturbed his thoughts.

"This is your purpose?" Matt's voice was a little fluttering.

Ah Fu nodded vigorously, even though the other party couldn't see anything: "That's right."

He was quite sure.

Matt fell silent for a long time.

Maybe it's related to Batman, a legendary colleague. Matt's ability to distinguish has obviously declined, which is why he has failed to be a lawyer time and time again, and has been easily led astray.

But no matter what, he was indeed persuaded again at this moment.

Matt made a promise: "Then you can come to me when you are free."

Although he was cruel and cruel when facing criminals, and he had killed people, he was an optimistic and gentle person in essence. In addition, Ah Fu now looks like a child again, so he is of course easy to talk to.

After successfully fooling the past, Ah Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and asked casually, "Are you free?"

Matt said affirmatively, "It's fine in the morning, but I'll be out in the afternoon."

Ah Fu understood: "Find evidence for your client?"

Matt nodded.

Ah Fu suddenly became curious: "What's the matter with him?"

It is difficult for Matt to treat Alfred as an ordinary child. He is an aborigine of Gotham, and he has some ideas of his own. His physical fitness is not bad. More importantly, he is the son of Batman, so he didn't think too long , and told him the situation of his client.

Matt's client is named Rock Jackson, an ordinary maintenance worker, but his accusation is a very unusual murderer.

That was the murder that happened not long ago in Hell's Kitchen. The deceased, Mike Harrison, was the current husband of Locke's ex-wife Rosemary Jackson.

The police later locked on Locke and determined the case as revenge for murder, but Matt discovered that Locke had a perfect alibi and was probably not the murderer.

His heartbeat confirmed it too.

But just when Matt wanted to defend his innocence with full confidence, he was rejected.

Locke had to plead guilty.

This is strange.

Matt's follow-up investigation found that Locke was originally from Gotham, but after his ex-wife married to Texas, he also left Gotham and went to the same city.

Maybe the key to unraveling the truth lies in Gotham?

Three days ago, Matt came to this crime capital with his obsession with the truth. At first, he didn't take Gotham's reputation seriously, and then he was severely beaten in the face the next night, was robbed and entered the city. Once back to the police station.

After hearing the cause and effect, Ah Fu couldn't help jumping off the sofa, patted Matt on the shoulder pitifully, and said pertinently: "Just get used to it."

Matt shrugged. "I'm getting used to it."

Although I couldn't find the difference between Matt, but the relationship has been shortened a lot, which can be regarded as a gain.

Although Ah Fu is not very satisfied, but at this stage, that's all he can do.

Suddenly sensing that there was something wrong with the avatar staying at Wayne Manor, Ah Fu couldn't stay longer, so he hastily made an appointment with Matt for the next visit, presumed that something was up, said goodbye and left.

Leaving Matt's apartment, Ah Fu rushed back to the public toilet in the small park, hurriedly entered a compartment and locked the door, then he detached his consciousness with peace of mind and sank into the housekeeper's body.

With an earth-shattering knock on the door, Alfred suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed in the bedroom.

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time, it was 08:30 in the morning.

He went out for four hours as an alpha, and Bruce had just slept for four hours after all he had done.

So, who's knocking?

Frowning, Ah Fu put on his slippers, went to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door was Bruce.

Unexpected, but also reasonable.

In order to give Bruce enough time to rest, the servants usually arrive at ten o'clock, so it seems that there is no one else knocking on the door except Bruce.

Bruce was wearing a dark gray plaid nightgown, only a belt was loosely tied around the waist, revealing a large and strong chest.He held a roll of newspaper in one hand, and maintained a knock on the door with the other, with a worried look on his face.

"What's the matter, master."

Afu let Bruce into the bedroom, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

Bruce took the water glass, but didn't drink it. He put the glass back on the table and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you? I knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside."

Ah Fu said calmly, "I'm sleeping, young master."

Bruce said, "But I knocked for a long time."

Ah Fu said: "I slept very deeply."

Bruce still had some disbelief: "I even started banging on the door later."

"Yes, master." Ah Fu looked at him and said with certainty, "So you woke me up."

Bruce: "..." Can't refute.

Ah Fu asked, "What happened?"

Only then did Bruce remember his purpose of coming to find Ah Fu. He spread out the Gotham Morning News in his hand, and asked blankly and innocently: "I didn't know I had an extra son until I saw the newspaper today? Or... my son?" Steward Alfred, admitted it himself?"

Ah Fu categorically denied: "I didn't!"

Then he lowered his head and saw the headlines on the front page of the newspaper.

Bruce Wayne's illegitimate son was discovered on Fifth Avenue, and the birth mother was a mystery, the housekeeper once admitted! "

Afu: "..."

Ah Fu instantly thought of the saleswoman in the children's clothing store.

But, even though he said it himself, he didn't say it as a housekeeper!

This is a rumor!

Trash reporter!

He wants to report!

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Ah Fu: Tell me about your impression of Gotham

Matt: Gotham City is simple and honest, and Batman is hospitable