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

Bruce didn't figure out what Ah Fu wanted him for until the phone was hung up.

It couldn't be just for that damn fishbowl girl, could it?

This is too unreasonable.he thought bitterly.

But now that he has left the conference room, there is no reason to go back.

Going down the stairs directly from the back door, avoiding the bodyguards and the driver, Bruce easily "breaks out" and leaves the Wayne Building without hesitation.

Walking on the streets of Gotham, he seemed to be patrolling a predator in his own territory, even at this moment, his identity was Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, not some dark knight Batman.

"What are we going to do next?" Bruce thought seriously.

The Joker has just been thrown into Arkham, and according to his usual style, he should be able to rest for a while.Superman, who always comes to Gotham for a "ride", seems to be very quiet recently, so there is no need for him to deliberately intimidate.It seems that only Ah Fu is the source of his headache.

Ah Fu has become more and more strange recently.

Bruce sighed silently, maybe he should seek foreign aid?

He did what he thought, found a place in the shade and took out his mobile phone. Bruce opened the mailbox, and the lonely "Tom" in the frequently used list showed his barren and pitiful circle of friends.

He looked at the name, and his thoughts drifted away, as far back as 8 years ago, when he just graduated.

That period of time was the most confused and helpless time in his life.

The murderer who killed his parents was released on bail in court. He went to the court with his gun hidden, but in the end he gave up the chance to kill his enemy and left dejectedly.

He is like a trapped animal, biting and hurting those around him, and even broke up with his girlfriend Rachel who had a crush on each other, almost becoming a loner.

He also failed Ah Fu's expectations, left his loyal old housekeeper, and went away again.

He wants to change Gotham, but he doesn't know where to start. Gotham is like a long-suffering cancer. Maybe he can continue to linger if he doesn't do anything. He tries to cut it off, but it will accelerate the backlash and decline quickly.

During those days away, he observed the criminal system of each city, studied the inherent laws of each city, and even in the later stage, disguised himself as a criminal, contacted the crime, integrated into the crime, and finally mastered the crime According to the thinking and psychology of the former, he found a governance method suitable for Gotham.

What Gotham needs is not a messenger of justice, but a predator who can bring it fear and deterrence.

And that year was the fourth year he left Gotham, and the first year he met Tom.

At that time, his alias was Jerry, and he was a dirty pickpocket in the slums who couldn't get enough to eat, while Tom was a handsome young man with a good life, full of enthusiasm, and a beautiful dream of becoming a police officer.

He is cynical and unable to relieve the anger in his heart, while Tom is optimistic and cheerful, no matter what happens, he can think of the good side.

Whether it's the real Bruce Wade or the disguised pickpocket Jerry, these two people are not in the same world as Tom, but they unexpectedly become friends.He has almost nothing to say to Tom except who he really is.

Tom's optimism has affected him to some extent, so that the current Mr. Wayne, the famous Batman, is not too dull and serious.Therefore, when he encountered a dilemma, the first thing he thought of was Tom.

Bruce held the phone and pressed the buttons carefully.

Dear Tom:

Your friend has recently encountered a new problem, and his only remaining elder seems to have started to frequently sneer and criticize for no reason.

You know, I told you about him, he's a great cookie baker.But now he has added vinegar and a lot of salt to the cookies several times, so that if I am not careful, I will have a strange taste in my mouth.

There have been many times when I worked all night the night before, just fell asleep, and was forced to wake up the next morning to attend meaningless and boring meetings, and I was not even allowed to be late!

I suspect he is in menopause, my friend Tom, do you have any good ideas to ease his condition?

Yours, very distressed Jerry.

Bruce clicked send, and the email was successfully sent to Tom. After only a few minutes, his cell phone rang and he received a reply from Tom.

Dear Jerry:

I have received your question. You are troubled by the changes of your elders, but have you ever thought that all this may be due to your inaction and failure to meet the other party's expectations?

Tom in your care.

Bruce froze for a moment, and quickly started typing again.

Dear Tom:

My... job is indeed not what my elders expected. He wants me to take care of the company after graduation and be an ordinary boss of a group with tens of billions of net worth.

But you know, I can't do that.

Yours, more distressed Jerry.

Bruce sighed for a long time. If the root of Alfred's strangeness is his identity as Batman, there might really be no room for things to turn around.

He can't give up his city for the old butler's "fragile" nerves, can he?

Bruce clutched his phone, wondering if his "pen pal" could bring him new advice, while at the same time, a few streets away in Wayne Manor, Alfred was sitting in front of the computer, typing out the last one word.

Dear Jerry:

Of course it's not just work, Jerry, you seem to have forgotten that you are 28 years old, most people at this age even have children, but you don't have a serious girlfriend, your elders will of course panic.

Believe me, this is a sign of his urging marriage, go find a girlfriend and he will be cured.

Your omniscient Tom.

Ah Fu clicked send expressionlessly, and realized for the first time that the fake identity "Tom" he used to look after Bruce in fear of danger was so easy to use.

In the past few years, "Tom" and "Jerry" have exchanged emails many times, and there are three most concentrated time points.

One was when Bruce decided to be the guardian who brought terror to Gotham, but was hesitant about the appearance of the armor.At that time, Ah Fu used the advantage of "Tom" to seek benefits for himself, so that the shape of the battle armor was biased towards bats, and finally even decided on the name "Batman", which he liked.

One is when the Superman next door who visits from time to time makes his young master even more irritable.He first tried his best to appease, and then condemned with Bruce, denouncing Superman for not invading other people's cities with a high profile.I don't know if Batman's "Get out of my Gotham" that Batman often said later has anything to do with his comfort during that time.

Another one is that today, he was at a loss for what to do with his overly subtle state of urging marriage.

Maybe my expression is indeed misleading?

However, after being relayed by "Tom", I believe Bruce should be able to fully understand the real appeal of an old man, and talk about a relationship in a serious manner, right?

Ah Fu exited the mailbox, turned off the computer, sipped his black tea comfortably, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

……

As Batman's butler, Alfred is busy every day.

Arranged the work of the manor in the morning, sneaked in at noon, baked delicious cookies to reward myself, customized Bruce's night tour route for the whole night in the afternoon, and Ah Fu's work for the whole day was basically completed.

The night came unexpectedly, and Bruce, who missed the meeting halfway, returned home.

Compared to the daytime, the Wayne Manor at night was empty and unpopular.

In order to protect the identity of Batman Bruce, every six o'clock in the afternoon, the whole manor, including but not limited to male and female servants, gardeners and security guards, all got off work on the hour and went home separately.

As a result, only the butler Alfred and the owner Bruce Wayne are left at the Wayne Manor in Nuo Da.

The footsteps of the late returning young master echoed all around, making Bruce subconsciously slow down his pace.Thinking of the emails he exchanged with "Tom" during the day, he suddenly felt guilty for some reason.

It's not surprising that Bruce in this state would be taken aback when he faced Ah Fu's pale and serious face at the corner.

"Ah Fu, why are you silent when you walk?" Bruce pre-empted with a guilty conscience.

Ah Fu was in a good mood, and looked at him expectantly: "I've always been like this, I'm afraid you are absent-minded, do you have anything to tell me?"

Bruce did have a lot to say to the old butler.

He wanted to know whether Ah Fu's changes during this period were due to his relationship problems, and also wanted to tell him that he had no time to fall in love when he was devoted to rectifying Gotham.

But considering that every step he took after graduation was contrary to the housekeeper's wishes, Bruce didn't dare to say it, fearing that he would disappoint Ah Fu again.

Forget it, talk about it later.

Facing Ah Fu's expectant gaze, Bruce coughed lightly and said, "I just want to ask, is the route planned for tonight?"

Ah Fu snorted and said coldly, "That's it?"

Bruce nodded solemnly: "This is very important."

Ah Fu was heartbroken by the young master who was pretending to be a fool, and he just wanted to send him away quickly, and quickly said: "The tank navigation system has been installed, and you can go to watch the night now."

Bruce quickened his pace, fled underground to the basement floor of the manor, and reached for his chariot.

And the old housekeeper who followed him habitually opened up Afu-style taunts: "It's amazing, you liked night tours before you were six years old. I didn't expect that this little hobby has not changed after more than 20 years. I only hope this time Come back, you can be considerate of your old housekeeper, just don't add new injuries."

Bruce promised guiltily, "I'll take care of myself, I promise."

Ah Fu snorted coldly, and finally let his young master go.

……

The night has come.

Bruce started Batman's work, and Alfred, also started his night work.

Taking a deep breath, he removed the mana that maintained his human form, and Ah Fu finally recovered his most primitive and most comfortable form.

——a black bat with small hands and feet, but a pair of watery eyes.

The aphobat spread its wings, flew out from the wide open window, and fell far behind the Batmobile, blending into the dark night.

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