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

The news is of course fabricated.

Bruce certainly didn't have any bloody bastards.

But that news was so true, so well-founded that even Ah Fu, who knew everything, couldn't refute it.

They even drew the appearance of the "illegitimate child" according to their dictation. Although it was not exactly the same, it must be said that the artist was very skilled, and the appearance he drew was seven times the same as that of Alpha.

A Fu guessed that the instigator should be the female salesperson of the children's clothing store, but he couldn't figure it out anyway. Why did the report fabricate the absurd lie that Wayne's housekeeper Alfred himself admitted that Bruce had an illegitimate child?

"In order to increase the credibility." Bruce now began to comfort the angry housekeeper, "Don't be angry, let's find a way."

Afu sat down following Bruce's soothing force.

The anger subsided, and the guilt gradually surfaced. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water to calm his shock: "I still have to think of a way, just deny it."

Bruce looked at the old housekeeper hesitantly, and finally swallowed the sentence "I drank that glass of water just now", and analyzed rationally: "The public won't believe it."

After drinking water, Ah Fu calmed down a lot: "You are right, the public has never believed in the truth, but only believed in the false 'facts' of their own imagination."

Bruce said: "I am 28 years old, I am in my prime, and I have had hundreds of girlfriends. It is reasonable to have an illegitimate child."

"But your protective measures have always been very good." A Fu had to raise this point to refute Bruce's words.

God knows how long he waited for one of his young master's girlfriends to come running over with a big belly, and staged the scene of marrying his son.

But Bruce has been a playboy for five full years, and he didn't even have an illegitimate child. This time, it was reported that he was an oolong caused by his alpha status.

Others don't know what others think, but at least Ah Fu, who is wholeheartedly waiting for the young master to get married and have children so that he can resign and go out and prostitute, is really angry.

"Of course, I know that." Bruce said helplessly: "But the public won't believe it. They have already recognized that I have a son. Believe me, Ah Fu, in today's noon news, some reporters will start digging deep into me. Love history, come to find a mother for this non-existent illegitimate child."

Ah Fu's eyes dodged for a moment, and he began to feel guilty again: "It won't be that exaggerated."

Bruce said with certainty: "Then, all afternoon, there will be reporters blocking the door of the manor, wanting to do an exclusive interview with me." He said through gritted teeth, "Until late at night."

Guilt and self-blame made Ah Fu fall into silence.

Bruce had already anticipated everything that followed: "This will definitely affect my night watch."

Ah Fu was startled, guilt and self-blame disappeared, and he even said with some expectation: "Then this is a good thing, you can also take this opportunity to rest for a night. Besides, the gunshot wound yesterday hasn't healed yet, how about canceling tonight's night watch? "

Bruce shook his head: "Gotham needs me, I can't rest yet."

Ah Fu asked disapprovingly: "Then when can you rest?"

Bruce pursed his lips and said, "When Gotham no longer needs Batman."

"... Oh." The old butler said dissatisfied, "Then you have to wait."

Ah Fu unilaterally ended this annoying topic, and forcibly turned the focus back to the Gotham Morning News: "So what's your idea, how to solve the illegitimate child?"

Bruce also sat down, with one hand on the table, rubbing the surface, one hand on his lap, tapping his index finger rhythmically on it, and his eyes began to go blank.

This is a useful action when he is thinking, Ah Fu considerately stopped talking, so as not to interrupt his train of thought.

After dozens of seconds, or a few minutes?

Bruce stood up suddenly, pacing back and forth quickly, he walked in front of Ah Fu, stopped suddenly, and looked down at his old housekeeper.

"Yes, I have an idea." Bruce said cautiously.

Ah Fu raised his head slightly, looking up at his young master: "I'm listening."

Bruce said, "Admit him."

"What?" Ah Fu was really surprised, "Admit that you have an illegitimate child?"

Bruce said, "No, admit that I have a son."

Ah Fu didn’t understand: “But what’s the difference?”

Bruce said: "There can be no blood relationship, no so-called mother, I just need an eight|nine-year-old boy, standing there obediently, calling me father. This can completely shut the mouths of reporters. Oh By the way, he has to be at least four or five points similar to the one drawn in the sketch."

As he spoke, he looked at the newspaper. The focus was on the sketches of the characters in the newspaper based on the dictation of the salesperson... I have to say, it looks familiar.

"Your delusion, master, you have never seen such a boy." Ah Fu quickly denied.

Bruce was taken aback: "I just said it."

Afu understands that Bruce's familiarity probably stems from the fact that Alpha itself is what he looked like when he was a child.So he used a firm tone to cover up his guilty conscience: "Yes, you said it looks familiar, but it doesn't exist."

"Okay." Bruce said indifferently, "That's not important, what's important is that I need a son."

While Ah Fu breathed a sigh of relief, he broke down a bit: "But where can I find you a son?"

Yes, where can I find it?

Ah Fu stared at Bruce, and Bruce stared at Ah Fu, and they stared at each other for a full ten seconds.

Then tacitly unify the answer.

Ah Fu sighed: "After watching the noon news, let's go to the orphanage."

Bruce bent his eyes: "We want to go together, Ah Fu."

……

At 12:30 noon, the noon news will be played as scheduled.

Just as they predicted the worst possible outcome, Gotham's reporters were set on fire.

The call to make an appointment for an interview blew up Ah Fu's mobile phone. They had to go to the orphanage and find a boy as quickly as possible.

The group from the orphanage is scheduled for four o'clock in the afternoon.

Just after three o'clock, Ah Fu controlled "Alpha" who was still hiding in the toilet on Fifth Avenue to turn back into a bat and flew back to the manor while preparing the afternoon tea.

He then went back to the bedroom, completed the whole process of dispersing the duplicate body, changing from the bat-shaped body back to the butler, and finally returned to the kitchen, serving the afternoon tea to Bruce as if nothing had happened.

At this point, he can finally face Bruce with his body, and he finally has a sense of security.

Bruce is working on his gadgets in the equipment room.

When Ah Fu came in with the tray, he had just removed his bat belt, planning to install an underwater propulsion device in it.

"You rarely need to go into the water?" A Fu put black tea and donuts by his hand, "Why do you think of making an underwater thruster?"

Bruce said without looking up: "At least when Bruce is partying on his private cruise ship, Batman has this, and it will be much easier to sneak back to the cruise ship after the night watch."

Ah Fu nodded in agreement and hinted: "That makes sense. But it's your tea time now."

Bruce finally raised his head. He looked at the old butler and said helplessly, "I can't spare my hand, Fu."

Both of his hands were covered with rust and black paint, and there was a half-installed bat belt on the table, and there was really no way to stop it.

But afternoon tea time is sacred and inviolable. Ah Fu did everything, but he really felt sorry if he didn't eat it.

Bruce thought for a while: "Otherwise, you feed me?"

Ah Fu was silent for a long time before saying, "You haven't been fed for 23 years, young master."

Bruce retorted with reason: "Didn't you also feed me the two weeks I had to recuperate last year when I played with both hands?"

Ah Fu resisted and said, "That's different!"

It's a pity that Bruce doesn't think so: "It's nothing different, Ah Fu, I need you now."

Looking at the young master's starry blue eyes, Ah Fu was defeated.

It's nothing, facing his young master, he will always be defeated.

Sighing resignedly, Ah Fu picked up a donut and brought it to Bruce's mouth.

Bruce opened his mouth contentedly and took a big bite.

"Your craftsmanship is still so good, Ah Fu." He narrowed his eyes happily and sighed.

"Of course, my little master." Ah Fu deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "little" to mock Bruce's sudden little "act like a baby".

In fact, they all know that even if the work is half done, it will be inconvenient to stop, but besides being fed, of course Bruce has other ways to enjoy his afternoon tea.

It's just that Afu is here, the only butler Bruce trusts and even relies on is here, so why can't he play tricks and ask him to feed himself in the most convenient way?

That's not someone else, that's his Ah Fu!

Bruce justly asked for his last relatives, and of course Afu unconditionally satisfied the children he brought up with his own hands.

The two were in perfect harmony for a while.

After afternoon tea, Bruce finished the work at hand again, and it was almost 03:30.

After washing his hands and changing into a peacock blue suit, Bruce took his old butler and walked straight to a bright purple Lamborghini that was even more stylish.

The door slid open upwards, Bruce got in, but Ah Fu waited outside the car, refusing to come up for a long time.

Sliding down the car window, Bruce leaned his elbows on the edge of the car window and poked his head out: "Get in the car, what are you waiting for?"

Ah Fu poses a question: "What are we going to do?"

Bruce didn't understand why Ah Fu asked knowingly: "Of course to adopt a boy."

Ah Fu then sent out a soul torture: "Where will the boy sit when he returns?"

He asked himself: "Since your sports car can only seat two people, I think he can only sit on... my lap?"

Bruce fell into a long silence.

He got out of the car without saying a word, walked heavily to another four-seater blue sports car, and got in without saying a word.

He didn't speak a word to his butler the whole time.

Old Fu understood the young master's embarrassment, and didn't say any more, and got into the car as if nothing had happened.

Accompanied by the humming of the engine, Bruce opened the accelerator with his foot, and the sports car turned into a blue lightning bolt, galloping towards the orphanage.

"It feels good."

After a long time, Ah Fu who was sitting in the co-pilot suddenly broke the silence. He felt the cool wind blowing on his face, and said with his eyes narrowed.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Bruce leaned on his head and asked him, "How does it feel?"

Ah Fu smiled and said, "Master Ah Fu and Driver Bruce."

Bruce laughed too.

The atmosphere relaxed again for a while.

Only when facing Ah Fu, Bruce can smile from the heart, so happy and relaxed.

He is firm and fearless many times, but sometimes, he also needs this warmth.

For now, at least, Bruce enjoys the relaxation.

"Okay, Master Ah Fu." He said narrowly, "The destination is here, do you need me to open the car door for you?"

As he spoke, he braked, and the sports car stopped at the entrance of the orphanage as he said.

With a smile on the corner of Afu's mouth, he opened the car door, walked out of the car slowly, and helped Bruce open the car door on his side, and then said solemnly: "No need, I think. However, if you drive The more stable it is, the better."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Bruce blinked his blue eyes innocently, rejecting the suggestion.

It's a hangover from driving the Batmobile.

It's hard to change now.

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Ah Fu: You may not believe it, but Baby Brucey was my driver