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

Clark didn't dare to say anything.

He stretched out his finger silently, made a cross in front of his lips, then obediently retreated into his little corner, picked up the half can of drink on the coffee table, and continued to drink as silently as possible.

The carbonated drink soothed his taste buds, and finally temporarily healed his wounded little heart.

The small town boy sighed comfortably and left the battle situation silently.

After all, he already understood that he couldn't afford to mess with anyone, whether it was his old friend Bruce or the butler Alfred.

Even if he just wanted to persuade a fight.

After Clark shut his mouth wisely, Bruce and Alfred invariably looked away and looked at each other again.

But they are not interested in arguing and ridiculing.

Ah Fu coughed lightly, and said pretending to be indifferent: "I think the issue of getting married and having children can be put aside for now."

Bruce sat back on the sofa and began to whitewash the peace: "Murdoch is the key, although it is not clear what the purpose of the wave of people who attacked me is, but the attack on him must be because of the matter he is investigating, which has harmed the interests of others. In order to understand the emerging organization, you need to know what the case Murdoch is investigating."

Afu responded positively.

"It should be a murder case about Hell's Kitchen." He still remembered the information he got out of Matt's mouth when he became an alpha, "but the specifics need to be investigated."

Bruce said blatantly: "I need to hack the police system in Hell's Kitchen, and it will take some time."

Ah Fu felt a little pity: "But the equipment is still in the Batcave, we may have to wait until night."

Clark looked at this and then at that, completely confused as to why the two people, who were at war before, suddenly connected with each other and became gluey.

The poor boy in the small town didn't speak anymore, but Bruce still asked him, "Kent, where did you go downstairs?"

Clark came back to his senses, looked at the master and servant who were staring at him again, and said suspiciously, "I'm looking for my interviewee."

As long as Ah Fu doesn't talk about getting married and retiring, he will turn back to the old butler who was a gentle gentleman, so after hearing Clark's words, he said with some concern: "Then, will the request from my master and I delay your work? "

Clark waved his hand: "Of course not. I was rejected yesterday, and today I just want to try my luck again. The possibility of success is unlikely."

Bruce asked, "Who are you going to interview?"

A Fu added understandingly: "Maybe the master can contact you for you, as a thank you for your help this time. After all, he has some status in Gotham, and maybe the upper class may sell him."

Clark was a little moved at the moment, but after he recovered, he felt a little complicated.

One of them is a poor little reporter, and the other is the richest man in Gotham. He will go on a blind date with each other in exchange for some help from Bruce in his work...

Why does this plot get more and more wrong the more I think about it, as if they made some great deal?

Shaking his head, shaking the messy thoughts in his head, Clark replied: "It is a newly registered biotechnology company in New York. The full name is Aogu Biotechnology. It has cooperation with many listed groups. It will be the main focus of our newspaper in the future. Conquer the object."

Bruce glanced at him and said mercilessly: "With your qualifications, you shouldn't be able to get this kind of interview assignment, right?"

Clark scratched his head: "Because their person in charge is so difficult to make appointments, all seniors were rejected without exception, so I got this opportunity."

This makes sense.

Newcomers in the workplace often can only get the remaining jobs after layers of screening, which has a high degree of difficulty and a low success rate.

Although Clark is not a newcomer, he suffers from a lack of academic qualifications. If he can't always interview Superman's special reports, his position in the newspaper office will be even more embarrassing.Even so, it is always difficult for him to get ahead, and it makes sense to take over such an interview with high pay and low return.

Bruce nodded and fell silent.

He frowned slightly, his face was serious, and he rested his fingers on the coffee table, tapping them repeatedly.

He thought of something else.

Clark didn't notice anything, but Ah Fu, who knew Bruce well, was keenly aware of something wrong.

He asked the master, "What's the problem?"

Bruce pursed his lips: "The name of this company... sounds familiar."

Ah Fu instantly understood what his master was worried about.

"It's a bit like your teacher's name." He cryptically referred to the teacher, and comforted, "But maybe it's a coincidence."

Bruce is not very optimistic. He always feels that if the surname Augu appears, things will not be simple.But I also feel that Master Ninja doesn't seem to be able to start a company, especially someone who uses his own surname as the company name.

With a trace of doubt, he asked: "What is the name of the person in charge of the company?"

Clark answered every question: "Miranda Tate."

"A lady?" Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Bruce, "Then you can rest assured, it's not your teacher."

Bruce's brows did not loosen: "A company in New York, but you came to Gotham...Why did this Tate come to Gotham?"

Clark said helplessly: "Bruce, you are too suspicious. This time is really just a coincidence."

Bruce is unimpressed: "As long as it's related to Gotham, there is no pure coincidence."

Clark really felt that his old friend was worrying too much.

He explained: "Ms. Tate likes to travel everywhere. Gotham is not her first stop, and it may not be her last stop. According to the statistics of her predecessors, she has been to more than 20 cities in five states. The longest stay in each place will not exceed fifteen days. And I am only responsible for the period when she stays in Gotham. If I fail to interview her before she leaves, Ms. Tate's follow-up will be Someone else will take over."

"Frequently changing the place of stay is not normal in itself." Bruce said, "When I find out about this person, if it is really a coincidence, don't worry too late."

Ah Fu had to remind: "Master, we still have other things to do now."

Clark understood in seconds: "The blind date with me?"

He had finished his can of drink and silently reached for the other two.

It was originally prepared for Bruce and Alfred, but they didn't seem to plan to drink it, and now it's just convenient for him to save it in the refrigerator.

"That's right, it's a blind date." Ah Fu glanced approvingly at the big boy in the town, and unhurriedly took out a palm-sized hardcover book from the inner pocket of his suit.

Bruce said suspiciously: "Don't you just keep a pocket watch?"

"Of course not." Ah Fu looked at his master strangely, "This book was there two years ago, but I just never had a chance to use it."

As he spoke, he opened the cover, and a line of cursive calligraphy written in pen, which was not too big but pierced through the back of the paper, appeared in front of his eyes, fully revealing how deep the owner of the book was when he wrote these words. Resentment.

"Blind date planning manual?" Clark leaned over and read the line on the title page, "For Bruce?"

What to do, he wanted to laugh again!

Clark tried hard to hold his face, and tried to look serious: "Is this a strategy? You have been doing Bruce's blind date strategy for two years?"

Ah Fu nodded reservedly: "After I found out that no matter how many girlfriends the master talks about, he will never get married, let alone have children."

My housekeeper actually started preparing for his blind date so long ago?Could it be that the harmonious and beautiful life of the two of them before was fake, and the tacit understanding between them that he thought did not exist?

This made Bruce unacceptable.

He squeezed his fingers, and called out forbearance: "Ah Fu!"

"Master." Afu ignored his master who was doubting his life, and said solemnly, "You can take a look at Mr. Murdoch's current position."

Bruce took a deep look at the butler, but only got an innocent look.He sighed, and finally turned on the phone and brought up the tracking interface.

"He's on Phoenix Road." Bruce said stiffly.

Despite the impressive name of this place, it is the main street located inside the slums, and there are even several abandoned chemical factories nearby, so it is not a good place to live.

Where does the address Matt mentioned actually point to?

"There's no place to go on a date there, right?" Clark said, "We chased to Phoenix Road, and once we were found, there was no reason to explain it."

Ah Fu nodded, and continued to flip through his notebook without changing his expression.

Clark was a little curious: "What are you looking at?"

Ah Fu's hand that turned the page paused: "I found it."

Bruce and Clark leaned over from left to right, wanting to see what was written in the book.

Then there is a mess of lines and strange logos.

A Fu's index finger rested on the curved and overlapping lines, and slowly pushed forward: "Following this route, you can avoid almost all monitoring equipment, and try not to leave unnecessary traces."

Bruce counters: "Batman and Super need dodging, but we're Bruce and Kent for now."

A Fu shook his head: "If you don't want tomorrow morning, all the morning papers will be reporting on your new relationship, I think it won't hurt to be careful on future dates."

Clark nodded: "After all, it was made for Mr. Murdoch. If he didn't find out, it would be easier for us."

Ah Fu smiled approvingly, then paused with his index finger, stopped on a bunch of yellow trapezoidal logos, and tapped twice heavily.

"Although Fenghuang Road is located in a slum, there is an affordable playground nearby, which is barely acceptable as a dating place." He said, "Here, you and Mr. Kent can pretend to be going to the playground and get close to Murdoch. "

Clark couldn't wait any longer: "It's a good place, when will Bruce and I leave?"

Ah Fu put the notebook back into his pocket, and took out his pocket watch: "Let's go now, we can arrive before twelve o'clock."

Bruce asked coldly, "What about you?"

Ah Fu was stunned for a moment: "Of course it's with you."

Clark picked his face: "Isn't it good to take parents on a blind date?" He was completely immersed in the fabricated character set, and was eager to try it.

Bruce is still sane.

"Blind date..." He said the word with difficulty, "The excuse for this is something we came up with on the spur of the moment."

Ah Fu was puzzled: "So?"

"So, we drove a Lamborghini." Bruce looked at him silently. "There are only two seats."

A Fu said without thinking: "Of course you and Mr. Kent go together, I have many ways to go there."

It's like becoming the body.

"Okay." Bruce nodded, then looked at Clark and said, "I'll take Alfred with me, and you can transform into Superman and follow."

Clark:?

He went on to add: "Try to fly as high as possible and don't be photographed by the media."

Clark:? ? ?

You've changed, Bruce!