Did Ah Fu retire today? [Comprehensive British and American]
Chapter 4 Your Bat Dropped
Although Gotham and his party prepared in a hurry and did not have time to investigate the many unspoken rules of the city, Matt has already been familiar with Batman.
The embodiment of fear, the dark knight who hides in the night, and the paranoid who sees Gotham as his own.
This is a difficult superhero to get along with, and Matt is somewhat at a distance.
He has his own little secret, so he didn't think of alarming Batman at first, even if he was robbed later, he just wanted to call the police.I just didn't expect that by mistake, I still met the famous Batman in the end.
Batman's gaze was locked on Matt, and the cold white goggles revealed an unmechanized metallic luster, revealing the cold and powerful heart of its owner.
Matt is blind, he can't see it all.
Sadly, though, he didn't feel even a little better about not being able to see.On the contrary, because he can't see it, his other senses are particularly sharp, and the pressure Batman brings to him is even more intense.
Every cell in Matt cries out for danger, urging him to stay away.He subconsciously squeezed his blind stick, which was also his modified weapon, and put on a defensive posture.
Batman's cold and hoarse voice sounded: "You did all of this?"
Matt knew what he was talking about. He stretched out his suit jacket, which had been cut by a dagger, and explained calmly: "They wanted to rob me, and I was just acting in self-defense."
"Justifiable self-defense..." Batman lowered his head and pushed the unconscious gangster A with his toes: "Two broken ribs?"
Matt: "...I might be pushing a little too hard."
Batman squatted down and pressed the chest and abdomen of the bully B: "The rupture of the internal organs caused you to vomit blood?"
Matt: "...Okay, I admit it was a bit defensive, but I couldn't see it, they had knives, it was dangerous..."
Batman pinched the limp wrist of the last thug and interrupted him: "So, you broke both of his arms?"
Matt stopped talking.
He knew that he had indeed acted a little harshly, but he didn't think it was necessary for him to show mercy to criminals.
Just like in Hell's Kitchen, his hometown Clinton, he is also a masked vigilante, guarding the fairness and justice of that city.
But he is not the same as this "colleague" in Gotham.
He has killed people.
Those rotten and sinful souls, the thugs at large, whom he could not punish with just laws by day, he lynched them at night with unseen lynchings.
He knew that he might be a little extreme, but he had no other choice.
Perhaps it was these experiences that caused him to let himself go when defending against this robbery, and inflicted too much damage on these three thugs.
After all, it is someone else's territory, maybe next time, he should be more cautious?
Matt thought sullenly.
While Matt was self-reflecting, Batman had already called his old friend Sheriff Gordon.
The police will come to pick up these three hapless bastards soon, and as for the other party in the robbery, this young man who claims to be blind, Batman privately thought that he might as well go to the police station to find out his identity. good.
Thinking of this, the dark Batman moved his position, blocking the only exit of the alley.
Matt immediately realized that the other party was restricting his movements and preventing him from leaving.
The worst happened.
Sure enough, the next second he heard Batman say affirmatively, "You're not from Gotham."
Matt explained with a headache: "Yes, I have already answered this question. I am a lawyer. I came to Gotham just to find evidence to prove my client's innocence. Maybe you can ask Alpha, I have told him all this However, and he saw the whole process of me being attacked and forced to resist, which can be regarded as a personal certificate."
Batman's tone finally changed, the eyebrows behind the cat-eared helmet were raised high, and he repeated in a strange tone: "Alpha?"
Matt suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Yes, a boy, the voice should not be more than ten years old."
Batman said firmly, "But as far as I know, there isn't a single boy here."
Matt blinked blankly, his four senses disturbed by Batman, and finally realized something belatedly.
Alpha, the boy who ran into the alley and tried to help him, disappeared at some point and for some reason!
At this moment, in this cramped alley, except for the three unconscious gangsters who fell on the ground, only Batman and himself remained.
This seems... a bit unclear?
Matt's head suddenly hurt more.
……
The night was dark, but fortunately the waiting process was not long.
Perhaps because he is used to such emergencies, Gotham's police dispatch speed has always been very fast.
The siren's long blare pierced the night sky, and Matt tilted his head slightly to listen.
At the end of the alley, there were two piercing brakes, followed by the sound of running boots on the ground. As the footsteps approached, the sound of the ground echoed in the narrow alley, forming echoes in the vibration, and gradually echoed in Matt's mind. , showing dozens of silver-white lines, gathered into four three-dimensional figures running in the alley at the moment.
It was the four police officers who came to support!
Just like the bat's natural ability echolocation, Matt can also do this.This is his ability, and it is also the compensation given by God after he lost his eyesight.
Batman looked at the people who came, they were four young police officers, and he had no old acquaintances.
"Gordon didn't come?" He subconsciously asked.
A young male voice said briskly: "It's not a dangerous member of Arkham, just leave the robber to us, and let the director breathe a sigh of relief."
Batman nodded, humming lightly.
The seriously injured gangster was carried into the ambulance in an orderly manner, and was escorted by a police car to the hospital. The young policeman looked at Matt and asked, "Then this person?"
Matt's heart trembled, and he quickly explained his innocence again: "I'm a lawyer, and I was robbed by these three people before, and I resisted." He paused, and added, "Maybe you need to see my lawyer certificate ?”
The police officer now has a rough understanding of what happened before.
This is very common in Gotham, with strayed lambs and greedy wolves, but this time the ending is more magical. It's not that the wolves tore up and devoured the lambs, but the lambs kicked over the wolves that were trying to hunt, that's all. Nothing worth investigating further.
So he checked the documents casually, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, you can leave."
Matt breathed a sigh of relief.
But Batman obviously doesn't think so: "Take him back to the police station."
Matt and the officer asked almost in unison, "Why?"
Batman couldn't refuse and said: "Let Gordon investigate him, and let him go after confirming that he is harmless."
The police officer felt aggrieved: "You don't trust my abilities."
Matt was even more wronged than him: "Why do you keep doubting me?"
The cold white goggles glanced at him lightly, and gave an unprecedented explanation: "You can't see, but you have the skills and agility of a fighting master."
Matt heaved a long sigh, his dull gray eyes "looked" at Batman, and finally understood why this guy was called a control freak by the industry.
He simply does not allow any accidents to appear in Gotham.Even if he had no malice at all, he was just accidentally involved in the incident.
The police officer patted Matt on the shoulder, and said with a sense of sympathy, "Then you go back to the police station with me first, just to make a record."
What else could Matt do, so he nodded sullenly.
Apart from Batman's vigilance and suspicion, there is another reason for his gloom, which is Alpha's disappearance.
Where did he go?
He was obviously by his side before, a child, and not a criminal, there was no reason to run away when Batman appeared.
But strangely, he did disappear.
Suspicious, Matt followed the police officer towards the entrance of the alley, and when he was almost at the side of the police car, there was a barely audible sound of flapping wings from an angle behind him.
Matt looked solemn, and turned his head to "look" at the source of the sound.He squeezed his blind stick tightly and slammed it hard on the metal pipe outside the wall.
The metallic "悾悾" sound was long and dull, quickly spreading to the entire alley.
And with the echoes formed by the sound waves colliding and returning, the boundless darkness in front of Matt's eyes gradually fluctuated with thin silver lines, outlining every corner covered by the knocking sound.
The mottled and damaged walls, the tall and tall policeman, the Batman standing with arms folded, and just above the previous fight, a little...bat that was about to fly?
Batman's reflexes were faster than Matt's.
He didn't have the ability to echolocate, and he couldn't scan the shape of the object that made the sound, but this didn't prevent him from throwing out the bat dart and shooting it at the source of the sound.
With a crisp sound of "Duo", the dart pierced into the crack of the stone in the wall, while the little bat standing on the top of the wall was stiff all over, and as soon as its claws were loosened, it fell to the ground with a "slap".
Batman walked over, squatted down, pinched the back of the bat's neck with two fingers, lifted the little thing, and observed it carefully.
The police officer leaned over, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why is there a bat here?"
Matt also walked up to Batman, making a reasonable guess: "Is your...pet?"
Batman didn't say a word, just looked up and down at the little bat pretending to be dead, his eyebrows behind the helmet gradually tightened.
I always feel... this bat looks very familiar.
But don't bats all look alike?
Batman thought silently.
--of course not.
Ah Fu, who had returned to his original form, was stiff and motionless, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Twenty years ago, Bruce fell into the abandoned well, and it used this appearance to scare the young master out of bat phobia.
Today, 20 years later, he was seen by Bruce again...
Shouldn't it be recognized?
Afuba took a deep breath and closed his eyes guiltily.
The author has something to say:
"Ah Fu's Master Bruci's Blind Date Notebook"
#1 guest#
Name: Matthew Michael Murdoch
Common name: Matt Murdoch
Alias: Daredevil
Occupation: Lawyer/Superhero
Sex: Male
Age: 26 years old
Height: 6 feet
Weight: 200 pounds
Sexual orientation: unknown
Remarks: Seed players, focus on observation
The embodiment of fear, the dark knight who hides in the night, and the paranoid who sees Gotham as his own.
This is a difficult superhero to get along with, and Matt is somewhat at a distance.
He has his own little secret, so he didn't think of alarming Batman at first, even if he was robbed later, he just wanted to call the police.I just didn't expect that by mistake, I still met the famous Batman in the end.
Batman's gaze was locked on Matt, and the cold white goggles revealed an unmechanized metallic luster, revealing the cold and powerful heart of its owner.
Matt is blind, he can't see it all.
Sadly, though, he didn't feel even a little better about not being able to see.On the contrary, because he can't see it, his other senses are particularly sharp, and the pressure Batman brings to him is even more intense.
Every cell in Matt cries out for danger, urging him to stay away.He subconsciously squeezed his blind stick, which was also his modified weapon, and put on a defensive posture.
Batman's cold and hoarse voice sounded: "You did all of this?"
Matt knew what he was talking about. He stretched out his suit jacket, which had been cut by a dagger, and explained calmly: "They wanted to rob me, and I was just acting in self-defense."
"Justifiable self-defense..." Batman lowered his head and pushed the unconscious gangster A with his toes: "Two broken ribs?"
Matt: "...I might be pushing a little too hard."
Batman squatted down and pressed the chest and abdomen of the bully B: "The rupture of the internal organs caused you to vomit blood?"
Matt: "...Okay, I admit it was a bit defensive, but I couldn't see it, they had knives, it was dangerous..."
Batman pinched the limp wrist of the last thug and interrupted him: "So, you broke both of his arms?"
Matt stopped talking.
He knew that he had indeed acted a little harshly, but he didn't think it was necessary for him to show mercy to criminals.
Just like in Hell's Kitchen, his hometown Clinton, he is also a masked vigilante, guarding the fairness and justice of that city.
But he is not the same as this "colleague" in Gotham.
He has killed people.
Those rotten and sinful souls, the thugs at large, whom he could not punish with just laws by day, he lynched them at night with unseen lynchings.
He knew that he might be a little extreme, but he had no other choice.
Perhaps it was these experiences that caused him to let himself go when defending against this robbery, and inflicted too much damage on these three thugs.
After all, it is someone else's territory, maybe next time, he should be more cautious?
Matt thought sullenly.
While Matt was self-reflecting, Batman had already called his old friend Sheriff Gordon.
The police will come to pick up these three hapless bastards soon, and as for the other party in the robbery, this young man who claims to be blind, Batman privately thought that he might as well go to the police station to find out his identity. good.
Thinking of this, the dark Batman moved his position, blocking the only exit of the alley.
Matt immediately realized that the other party was restricting his movements and preventing him from leaving.
The worst happened.
Sure enough, the next second he heard Batman say affirmatively, "You're not from Gotham."
Matt explained with a headache: "Yes, I have already answered this question. I am a lawyer. I came to Gotham just to find evidence to prove my client's innocence. Maybe you can ask Alpha, I have told him all this However, and he saw the whole process of me being attacked and forced to resist, which can be regarded as a personal certificate."
Batman's tone finally changed, the eyebrows behind the cat-eared helmet were raised high, and he repeated in a strange tone: "Alpha?"
Matt suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Yes, a boy, the voice should not be more than ten years old."
Batman said firmly, "But as far as I know, there isn't a single boy here."
Matt blinked blankly, his four senses disturbed by Batman, and finally realized something belatedly.
Alpha, the boy who ran into the alley and tried to help him, disappeared at some point and for some reason!
At this moment, in this cramped alley, except for the three unconscious gangsters who fell on the ground, only Batman and himself remained.
This seems... a bit unclear?
Matt's head suddenly hurt more.
……
The night was dark, but fortunately the waiting process was not long.
Perhaps because he is used to such emergencies, Gotham's police dispatch speed has always been very fast.
The siren's long blare pierced the night sky, and Matt tilted his head slightly to listen.
At the end of the alley, there were two piercing brakes, followed by the sound of running boots on the ground. As the footsteps approached, the sound of the ground echoed in the narrow alley, forming echoes in the vibration, and gradually echoed in Matt's mind. , showing dozens of silver-white lines, gathered into four three-dimensional figures running in the alley at the moment.
It was the four police officers who came to support!
Just like the bat's natural ability echolocation, Matt can also do this.This is his ability, and it is also the compensation given by God after he lost his eyesight.
Batman looked at the people who came, they were four young police officers, and he had no old acquaintances.
"Gordon didn't come?" He subconsciously asked.
A young male voice said briskly: "It's not a dangerous member of Arkham, just leave the robber to us, and let the director breathe a sigh of relief."
Batman nodded, humming lightly.
The seriously injured gangster was carried into the ambulance in an orderly manner, and was escorted by a police car to the hospital. The young policeman looked at Matt and asked, "Then this person?"
Matt's heart trembled, and he quickly explained his innocence again: "I'm a lawyer, and I was robbed by these three people before, and I resisted." He paused, and added, "Maybe you need to see my lawyer certificate ?”
The police officer now has a rough understanding of what happened before.
This is very common in Gotham, with strayed lambs and greedy wolves, but this time the ending is more magical. It's not that the wolves tore up and devoured the lambs, but the lambs kicked over the wolves that were trying to hunt, that's all. Nothing worth investigating further.
So he checked the documents casually, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, you can leave."
Matt breathed a sigh of relief.
But Batman obviously doesn't think so: "Take him back to the police station."
Matt and the officer asked almost in unison, "Why?"
Batman couldn't refuse and said: "Let Gordon investigate him, and let him go after confirming that he is harmless."
The police officer felt aggrieved: "You don't trust my abilities."
Matt was even more wronged than him: "Why do you keep doubting me?"
The cold white goggles glanced at him lightly, and gave an unprecedented explanation: "You can't see, but you have the skills and agility of a fighting master."
Matt heaved a long sigh, his dull gray eyes "looked" at Batman, and finally understood why this guy was called a control freak by the industry.
He simply does not allow any accidents to appear in Gotham.Even if he had no malice at all, he was just accidentally involved in the incident.
The police officer patted Matt on the shoulder, and said with a sense of sympathy, "Then you go back to the police station with me first, just to make a record."
What else could Matt do, so he nodded sullenly.
Apart from Batman's vigilance and suspicion, there is another reason for his gloom, which is Alpha's disappearance.
Where did he go?
He was obviously by his side before, a child, and not a criminal, there was no reason to run away when Batman appeared.
But strangely, he did disappear.
Suspicious, Matt followed the police officer towards the entrance of the alley, and when he was almost at the side of the police car, there was a barely audible sound of flapping wings from an angle behind him.
Matt looked solemn, and turned his head to "look" at the source of the sound.He squeezed his blind stick tightly and slammed it hard on the metal pipe outside the wall.
The metallic "悾悾" sound was long and dull, quickly spreading to the entire alley.
And with the echoes formed by the sound waves colliding and returning, the boundless darkness in front of Matt's eyes gradually fluctuated with thin silver lines, outlining every corner covered by the knocking sound.
The mottled and damaged walls, the tall and tall policeman, the Batman standing with arms folded, and just above the previous fight, a little...bat that was about to fly?
Batman's reflexes were faster than Matt's.
He didn't have the ability to echolocate, and he couldn't scan the shape of the object that made the sound, but this didn't prevent him from throwing out the bat dart and shooting it at the source of the sound.
With a crisp sound of "Duo", the dart pierced into the crack of the stone in the wall, while the little bat standing on the top of the wall was stiff all over, and as soon as its claws were loosened, it fell to the ground with a "slap".
Batman walked over, squatted down, pinched the back of the bat's neck with two fingers, lifted the little thing, and observed it carefully.
The police officer leaned over, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why is there a bat here?"
Matt also walked up to Batman, making a reasonable guess: "Is your...pet?"
Batman didn't say a word, just looked up and down at the little bat pretending to be dead, his eyebrows behind the helmet gradually tightened.
I always feel... this bat looks very familiar.
But don't bats all look alike?
Batman thought silently.
--of course not.
Ah Fu, who had returned to his original form, was stiff and motionless, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Twenty years ago, Bruce fell into the abandoned well, and it used this appearance to scare the young master out of bat phobia.
Today, 20 years later, he was seen by Bruce again...
Shouldn't it be recognized?
Afuba took a deep breath and closed his eyes guiltily.
The author has something to say:
"Ah Fu's Master Bruci's Blind Date Notebook"
#1 guest#
Name: Matthew Michael Murdoch
Common name: Matt Murdoch
Alias: Daredevil
Occupation: Lawyer/Superhero
Sex: Male
Age: 26 years old
Height: 6 feet
Weight: 200 pounds
Sexual orientation: unknown
Remarks: Seed players, focus on observation
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