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

Outside Dick's door, the master and servant stood silently for a long time.

Their eyes summed up, probably Bruce's silent condemnation of the butler, and Ah Fu's deep reluctance to give up the headband.Immediately after receiving each other's sights, and after understanding each other, it turned into Bruce's disbelief, and Ah Fu's bewilderment.

It wasn't until a full 2 ​​minutes, or longer, that Bruce's stomach suddenly made a muffled "grunt" sound, which finally broke the dull atmosphere around the two of them.

"Are you hungry?" Ah Fu calmed down and said with concern, "Let's go to the restaurant."

Before the servants leave, they usually prepare the dinner, so as not to starve the masters of the manor.It's just that today, due to special circumstances, Mr. Wayne was temporarily absent, and the dinner time was forced to be divided into two parts.

Dick ate before the servants left the manor, but if nothing else happened, there should be two prepared dinners in the dining room for Bruce and Alfred.

As it turned out, the master and servant walked into the dining room one after the other, and at a glance they saw half of the long table covered with stainless steel plate covers.

Ah Fu thoughtfully opened the seat for the master, and when he saw Bruce sat down, he excitedly pinched the handle of the lid and slowly lifted it upwards.

Bruce said somewhat incomprehensibly: "You look a little untimely excited now."

Ah Fu said aggrievedly: "I was in a hurry tonight, so I didn't have time to provide the menu. The dinner was prepared by Chef John in a hurry. I don't know what there is. It's normal to be curious, but what you said is a bit exaggerated."

To be precise, he received a call from Chef John halfway. After the other party learned that he was very busy and did not have much time to discuss the menu with him, the British guy who graduated from a well-known international chef college thoughtfully expressed his gratitude. Don't worry, just leave everything to him. He will definitely make some special dishes from his hometown, so that Master Wayne and Butler Pennyworth can enjoy a visual and taste feast.

Alfred is looking forward to this, but Bruce can't quite understand that feeling.

"So?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the old housekeeper inquiringly.

"So." Ah Fu responded with a guilty conscience, "I'm not excited, I'm just a little curious."

Bruce was noncommittal.

But for Ah Fu, it was like the joy of opening a blind box. He felt a little thrill like a gambler, because he didn't know what kind of pictures would appear under the lids of these dinner plates one by one.

He didn't hold back anymore, and with a slight lift of his hand, he lifted the cover completely.But different from Ah Fu's imagination, the smile on his face suddenly froze for the first hard dish.

"What is this?" He frowned, not seeming to understand, "Is this the one I imagined?"

The baked golden pie was filled with charred and shriveled fish heads, and their empty and white eyes stared at the poor butler, making him lose his appetite for a while.

Bruce miraculously understood what the butler was saying, and said with pity: "I think so, I now believe that Old John is indeed an out-and-out Englishman."

I don't know whether I am simply pitying Ah Fu, or pitying me together with my hungry self.

Ah Fu took a deep breath, covered the dinner plate again, regained his confidence, and opened the second cover.

The main ingredient of the second dish is also fish, but compared to the previous "dark cuisine", it seems much easier to accept.

It was fish pieces that were cut into almost the same size. They were cooked and frozen hard, and they were taken out when you wanted to eat them. However, it may have been a long time, and some of the ice slag on the fish pieces had turned into water. The combination of porcelain-white and crystal-clear fish segments is quite deceptive.

Bruce was deceived: "This looks good?"

Ah Fu nodded in agreement, inserted a piece, and gently placed it on the plate in front of the master: "You have a taste."

Bruce put it in his mouth graciously, and then chewed slowly.

It's just that Ah Fu doesn't quite understand why the speed of the master's chewing becomes slower and slower, and finally even stops, his whole body is stiff and motionless.

He tentatively asked, "How is it?"

Bruce's throat slipped like a dream, and he swallowed the food violently.

"It's not bad." His voice was hoarse and tense, as if he was restraining something, "Try it too."

Ah Fu didn't doubt that there was him, he inserted a piece of it like a flutter, and put it in his mouth.

"!" Ah Fu's face was wrinkled into a ball, and he couldn't hold back and vomited out, "It's fishy!"

His sense of taste is already sensitive, but suddenly his mouth was filled with fishy smell. The feeling was really unbearable, which made Ah Fu behave quite "never mind".

Bruce, on the other hand, frowned and laughed.

He tidied up the mess, and he also wanted to understand that Bruce was probably pretending to fool him deliberately, and did a stupid thing like killing one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred.

Since Thomas and his wife passed away, Bruce has seldom smiled so easily, which made Ah Fu annoyed and funny. In the end, he could only look at Bruce helplessly, and brought two glasses of water.

Bruce quickly took it and drank half of the glass in one go, only then did he feel the weird taste in his mouth, and it dissipated a bit.

Ah Fu sighed: "What good do you do to yourself?"

Bruce coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Ah Fu, let's find if there are any leftover cookies in the refrigerator, or the strawberry pie you baked before? I remember there are two left."

Ah Fu looked at the table full of plate covers that had not yet been "lottery", and lost the courage to continue.

"You're right." He nodded affirmatively, "I still have some egg tart skins. If I have enough time, I can make some egg tarts."

Bruce looked at the time: "I'm afraid it's not enough, but you can prepare some for Dick, he probably hasn't had enough tonight."

"What about you?" Ah Fu said disapprovingly, "Going to watch the night again?"

Bruce responded: "There are still some things to check before then, and it won't take too long."

Ah Fu said, "What about Ms. Augu?"

Bruce nodded, acquiescing.

Ah Fu took out the egg tart shell, but still insisted: "I'll bake more, the night patrol consumes energy, you can just eat it when you come back."

The butler was right. Every time he came back from the night watch, he was really hungry, so Bruce didn't refute this time.

He got up from his seat, left the dining room and went down to the war room to investigate Thalia.Ah Fu, on the other hand, concentrated on processing the egg tart skin and making the egg tart liquid. When everything was ready and put it in the oven, nearly 10 minutes had passed.

The oven time was set at 25 minutes, and he planned to take advantage of this gap to go to the Bat Cave to see if his master had left.

There is more than one path to the Batcave, but Ah Fu still prefers the one in Bruce's room, which is more secretive and more reasonable for a housekeeper.

It's just that this time when he got off the elevator, what he saw was an empty bat cave, and there was no one in the preparation room, but on the opened display screen, there was still the page that the master looked up before he left.

Ah Fu sat down and connected to the intercom system habitually. Bruce's voice followed the system.

"Are you ready?" The voice changed by the voice changer was hoarse and rough, but when talking to Ah Fu, it was surprisingly peaceful.

"Just put it in the oven." Ah Fu asked, "I saw the screen, did you find it?"

Batman said, "The Maroneys have chosen a new leader."

Ah Fu said, "That Maroni from the circus?"

A distorted angry face and wet suit pants flashed through his mind for a moment.This somewhat spoiled the atmosphere, he tried to make himself serious, and waited quietly for the answer.

Batman said: "It's him. As soon as Talia came to Gotham, he got in touch with Maroni. The two groups of attackers the night before yesterday have been confirmed to be related to Talia."

Ah Fu was puzzled: "What's her purpose?"

"I don't know yet." Batman said: "But I have found out that every time she stops in a city, she will contact the local 'big shots'."

Ah Fu immediately reacted: "Like you in Gotham?"

Batman didn't retort: ​​"She approached Stark and Captain America in New York, the Flash in Central City, Arrow in Star City... I don't know what he has planned, but it must be no small thing. "

"You want to stop her?" Ah Fu asked affirmatively.

Batman said, "Of course I would."

Ah Fu didn't talk to Bruce all the time, he left for a while, took out the baked egg tart, and sent a small plate to Dick's room.

A Fu's small egg tarts, like cookies, are enthusiastically sought after by Dick, but A Fu himself feels that the taste of the purchased egg tarts is not good, and if it is not for the homemade egg tart liquid, it may be really hard to swallow.

As for why Master Dick is so cheering?Maybe it's because of hunger.

After taking away the empty plate and saying goodnight to Master Dick, Ah Fu returned to the Batcave and connected to the intercom with Batman again.

It's just that after this connection, Batman didn't talk to Ah Fu.

To be precise, he was talking to someone else, and because Ah Fu couldn't hear the other party's voice, he reasonably speculated that his master was on the phone.

This kind of operation is too rare on Batman, Ah Fu didn't bother him, and listened quietly.

Batman should have turned off the voice changer, and the voice that originally belonged to Bruce, accompanied by the hum of the engine, came over clearly: "What gift? I don't need it."

Maybe it was something said there, Bruce paused for a moment, and then said angrily: "The attack on me before is really related to you."

After this sentence, Bruce didn't speak again. Afu guessed that he hung up the phone, and then asked: "Ms. Augu? What did she say?"

Bruce said in a word: "She said that the gang just wanted to take me to see her, not to hurt me."

Ah Fu asked patiently: "Then what about the gift?"

Bruce's tone was even more strange: "She said that the gift has been delivered to the door, let me check it quickly."

Ah Fu asked in surprise: "The gate of the manor?" He took advantage of the fact that no one was moving around in the manor, and he didn't take off his headset, so he hurried to the gate, and he saw a cardboard box barely reaching his knees.

"A box?" he said strangely.

Bruce asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know yet." Ah Fu picked up the box, which was a little heavier than he imagined. He changed the route and ran back to the Bat Cave. Then he opened the carton with confidence: "It's a wooden box inside, and the cover is It's locked without a lock."

Bruce ordered succinctly: "Open it."

Afu opened the buckle according to his words, slowly lifted the cover, and then... took a sharp breath.

Bruce asked nervously, "What's the matter? Is it dangerous?"

"Not really." Ah Fu's voice was weird, "But you seem to be in trouble. There...is a child."

Bruce:? ? ?