Time passed by, and the atmosphere in the auditorium gradually became weird.

The impatient guest found the butler in the dark, and asked politely, "Has Bruce not come back yet? He has been away for a long time!"

There were also worried guests whispering: "Is the circuit problem serious? Is the banquet going to be cancelled?"

Ah Fu looked in the direction where the master left, and began to worry.

He is not worried about the circuit problem. There is more than one backup power supply in the manor, but it has been nearly 10 minutes since the master left, and the lights in the auditorium have not been turned on again. This at least shows that if it is not for the backup power supply. If something went wrong, then the master was held back by some accident, and there was no chance to activate the backup power supply.

No matter which of the two possibilities it is, tonight's banquet is bound to be impossible.

On the eve of the banquet, the master swore to himself on the eve of the banquet, that there would be no problem with tonight being different from the last time, and thinking about it now, I just felt that luck was tricking people, and the slap in the face came so fast, I was caught off guard.

Ah Fu sighed at the troubled banquet and stood up.

He raised his voice slightly: "I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time. Due to the unexpected damage to the auditorium circuit and the backup power supply problem, tonight's banquet has to be temporarily canceled."

There was some commotion among the crowd, but it quickly quieted down again.

After all, it was an irresistible factor. Compared with the birthday party guests who were kicked out of the manor by Bruce a few years ago, this wave of guests tonight had much less resistance. After a while, they bid farewell to the butler and planned to leave.

And at the moment when the crowd was about to walk out of the auditorium, a violent explosion suddenly sounded.

There were screams and screams from the crowd.

"There was an explosion?" Stark instantly became serious.

Ah Fu looked at the direction of the fire and said, "It's the gate."

Stark frowned: "Hide well, I'll go and have a look."

He stretched out his wrist and fiddled with the watch a few times. The ordinary-looking watch was disassembled and reassembled in an instant, turning into a thin layer of golden-red armor that quickly covered his entire right hand.

He ran towards the place of the explosion, and it didn't take long before there was intensive gunshots over there.

The guests started to run back, Ah Fu made a decisive decision and ran out of the auditorium with Dick.

Dick said anxiously: "Aren't you going to help? Batman has trained me for so long, I can't just run away when I encounter danger!"

"With Iron Man here, I don't need you." Ah Fu retorted rationally, "And it's less than a month, so it can't be described as long."

Dick seemed a little unconvinced, but he didn't know why. He had received Batman's physical training for a month, but he couldn't break free from the butler's hand at all. He could only be dragged all the way to the stairwell, and then The housekeeper thought it was slow, so he picked it up and ran upstairs a few steps.

Dick was a little distracted: "Ah Fu, are you so physically strong?"

Ah Fu said affirmatively: "This is the benefit of paying attention to fitness and maintenance."

Dick said puzzled, "But I never saw you working out?"

Ah Fu retorted with reason: "That's probably because you don't live with me? When I exercise at night, you don't have a chance to see it. When I exercise in the morning, you are most likely still asleep."

Ok.

Dick was persuaded.

"Where are we going then?" He changed the question.

Ah Fu said: "Go and pick up Master Damian, and then see the situation."

Dick asked, "What do you mean by circumstances?"

"That means." Afu ran through the long corridor with Dick in his arms, and ran towards the bedrooms of the masters, "If this incident is not serious and Mr. Stark can solve it, we will stay with Master Damian Take refuge here."

Dick subconsciously continued, "What if it's serious?"

"Then I'll take you and Master Damian to a safer place."

"safer?"

Facing Dick's doubts, Ah Fu didn't explain anything.But he had already figured it out, if the situation got out of control and Bruce couldn't be contacted, he would hide the two young masters in the Batcave.

As for himself?

Of course he didn't intend to stay in the war room to take refuge.

He still doesn't know what's going on with Bruce. If the master is in danger, then the master's other identity, Batman, also has no time for him. He can't exchange information with Batman, and it doesn't make any difference whether he goes to the preparation room or not.

After all, finding Bruce in the dense surveillance of the manor is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it is even better to use his instinctive talent, echolocation to find it quickly, which is really meaningless.

As for how to explain to the young masters why the Batcave is underground in Wayne Manor, and whether Dick will have doubts about it, let's talk about these things later.

Just thinking about it, they ran into a corner, and then bumped into his master.

"Bruce!" Dick said in surprise, "You're on the second floor?"

"Master?" Ah Fu was also surprised, "You are holding... Ms. Aogu?"

Princess Bruce was hugging a woman, and Ah Fu couldn't have mistaken her highly recognizable face.

Holding Thalia in his suitcase, Bruce stayed outside his room for a while, but he didn't go in. Instead, he changed to another room, carried Thalia in, and put her on the bed.

Ah Fu felt a little sour for no reason, and it was unreasonably sour.

He could only blame Stark's grapefruit juice, which was so astringent and bitter that he could still feel the aftertaste even now.

He comforted himself, and then he glanced at Thalia, and quickly discovered the problem: "Why is her face bruised?"

Bruce said casually, "I did."

Ah Fu: "...the wrist looks like it's broken?"

Bruce: "I did."

Ah Fu: "...Oh."

"Talia attacked me in the control room," Bruce said.

A Fu said: "So you suspect that this incident was planned by Ms. Ao Gu?"

Bruce said, "At least it's about her."

Ah Fu looked at such a business-like master, and suddenly his heart didn't feel sore at all.

So this is the effect of grapefruit juice in the past?

Bruce didn't know the old butler's momentary awkwardness, and neither did Dick.

He obediently sat on the round chair beside him, looked at Ah Fu for a while, and Bruce for a while, and then gradually focused his eyes on one place.

Ah Fu noticed his strangeness, "What are you looking at?"

Dick pointed hesitantly at Bruce's waist, and said uncertainly, "That thing, I seem to have seen it on Batman? Is it... a bat belt?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Both master and servant came back to their senses at the same time, and refuted in unison.

"Of course not, it's a birthday present from Batman."

"How is it possible, this is the Batman peripheral I bought for the master."

The two shut their mouths at the same time and looked at each other awkwardly.

"So." Dick raised his eyebrows, "By this logic, Fu, are you Batman?"

To hell with this damn logic!

A Fu looked at his master and said tentatively: "Master Dick will be an important assistant in the future, and he is already qualified to know some things, what do you think?"

Even if Bruce didn't think so, he could only think so at this time.

"Dick." He looked straight at his adopted son and patted him on the shoulder, "There is something I haven't told you all this time."

Dick had a premonition and said nervously, "For example?"

Bruce opened his suitcase and pulled out the dark gray armor that no one in Gotham would recognize.

"Like, I'm Batman."

The battle armor, helmet, black cloak, and the bat belt that Bruce had already buckled around his waist, all of which confirmed the authenticity of this matter.

This made Dick's mouth open in shock, and he forgot to breathe for a moment.

His face was flushed red, until he couldn't stand it anymore, he suddenly came back to his senses, remembered that he needed to breathe, and then reconnected with his respiratory system, and began to pant |

"It's unbelievable." He murmured, "My idol is actually my father? This is unbelievable."

During his dazed amazement, Bruce quickly changed his gear and turned into Batman.

Through the helmet's voice changer, his voice became hoarse and rough, frightening: "You can put away the unbelievable first, and then take it out to savor it after everything is over."

Dick said automatically, "I can't do that."

"Follow me." Batman walked out of the guest room and quickly ran into his room.

Dick asked foolishly, "Who is he talking to?"

Ah Fu said: "Obviously you."

When Dick heard the affirmative answer, he hurriedly ran after him.

Ah Fu was a step behind. He first went to his room, carried out Damian who had been sleepy recently, and followed him into the master's bedroom.

They entered the Batcave through the secret passage behind the bookshelf, and Dick's tense breathing became difficult again.He looked ignorant and exclaimed again and again.

"Wow! Is this the Batcave?"

"Wow! Is this the assistant's console, what am I going to do? Press that button?"

"Wow! These are Batman's suits? Cool! Can I try wearing one?"

Bruce ignored the excited Dick, and looked directly at his butler: "Ah Fu, help me monitor, I'll go up to see the situation."

Ah Fu skillfully walked to the console and sat down.

The surveillance at the gate of the manor was put on the display screen, clearly recording everything.

Batman returned to the ground, Damian was still sleeping, and Dick stood beside Ah Fu humbly asking for advice.

"So you're Batman's assistant?" He couldn't help but say, "So it's because Bruce thinks you're old and it's time to retire, so he asked me to take over?"

Ah Fu thought for a while, and then said with dissatisfaction: "I really wanted to retire for a long time, but the master will never find this out, or if he finds out, he will never be considerate of his old housekeeper. He retired in peace."

"But why?"

"Because he always doesn't want to get married."

But is there any necessary connection between the two?Dick blinked blankly, a big question mark appeared in his little head.

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