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

Of course Bruce didn't understand Ah Fu's subtext, but the old butler finally responded, which really made him heave a sigh of relief.

He has lost enough.

When he was young, because of bat phobia, he lost his parents who loved him forever; when he grew up, because of his obsession with Gotham, his beloved girlfriend also left him; The master parted ways...

He has been losing the first half of his life, and now, apart from his good friend Tom, whom he met when he concealed his identity, the only thing left is Fu, the butler who never leaves him, who is also a father and friend.

Ah Fu is different to him.

So the only thing he is afraid of is that his identity will be exposed, the Batcave will be discovered by the enemy, and his loyal old housekeeper will be in danger because of him.

When he called Ah Fu before and got no response, he once had a very bad association. Fortunately, nothing bad happened.

Batman calmed down and adjusted back to work mode: "Ah Fu, scan the crime situation in the city."

Ah Fu responded calmly through the intercom system: "As of 22:38 tonight, the latest data shows that there have been 35 robberies, 68 fights, 309 thefts, and 113 other emergencies within Gotham City. rise."

Batman looked at the console. Following Ah Fu's report, a zoomed version of the map of Gotham City appeared on the display screen, and almost every line was covered with densely packed logos of various colors.

Alfred sarcastically blurted out: "In case the police in Gotham can only deal with some innocuous family disputes, I suggest you rule out theft."

Although he was talking about suggestions, the gray mark on the display was a theft, but before Batman could express his opinion, he was wiped clean by the other party.

The logo is cut in half, and the map looks more harmonious.

Afuyo said to himself: "I helped you rule out 33 robberies of a general nature, as well as most of the fights and emergencies. At present, there are only 2 bank robberies and 1 gangster incident that you urgently need to stop. Gang Rush."

"Swag?" Batman asked.

Ah Fu said with certainty: "Drugs."

Afu is stationed at Wayne Manor. Under the manor is the bat cave they jointly built, which includes all the surveillance networks in the city, and even tries to connect to the internal network of the police station. The source of information is almost infallible.

And drugs are the source of evil in Gotham's underground world.

Most of them are in the hands of a few gangsters, and these gangs that Batman can still stand no matter how many leaders he captures are precisely the focus of his attack besides super criminals.

After getting an affirmative answer, Batman slammed the accelerator to the maximum, and the chariot instantly turned into a black lightning bolt, quickly blending into the night.

"Ah Fu, get the shortest route between the three locations." He said.

"Okay, master." He replied.

……

The sky was getting darker, and Batman, who had been working all night, finally got off work.

Last night's performance was pretty good.

He used force to resolve a gang fight, and then confiscated all the new drugs that they had unevenly distributed, and took dozens of gang members from both sides, and threw them directly into the police station.

Two more bank robberies were prevented, all the robbers were captured, and almost zero civilian casualties were achieved.Except for a fanatical Batman fan with a weak mind who insisted on holding up a camera to take pictures of him fighting criminals, which caused him to be cut by bullet fragments and sent to the hospital for bandages.

It wasn't a big deal, though, and his night watch came to an end.

Batman drove the Batmobile, carrying a little bat he picked up, and took a detour from the suburbs, avoiding scattered citizens and surveillance cameras everywhere, and drove directly into the Batcave.

He stopped the chariot, opened the door, picked up the "sleeping" little bat, and Batman got out of the car very slowly.

He took off the helmet with one hand, and walked into the equipment room with a slightly stiff movement.

With a soft "click", the dimly lit equipment room suddenly turned on the lights. Bruce squinted his eyes to adapt to the sudden brightness, and then saw Ah Fu standing at the door, waiting for him with a tray.

"You turned on the light?"

There is a voice changer in Batman's helmet, so his voice sounds hoarse and rough, which is very scary to deter criminals, but when he takes off the helmet and speaks in his own voice, the voice is a sexy magnetic bass , can fascinate countless men and women.

He always exudes his own charm unconsciously, just like this time.

But Ah Fu obviously didn't have the radar to receive these. He just smiled shortly, and said without any emotional ups and downs: "Are you asking knowingly?"

Afu came over, and there were black tea and cookies on his tray, both of which were Bruce's favorite foods.He started preparations more than half an hour ago and just made it. It is perfect for alleviating the young master's fatigue and hunger that night.

Bruce glanced into the tray, then looked away less enthusiastically.

Ah Fu keenly noticed something was wrong: "Don't want to eat?"

Bruce put the little bat between his fingers into the tray smoothly, stepped back half a step stiffly, and said casually, "It's just that I'm not hungry."

Ah Fu didn't have time to think about what his young master meant by putting his body and a pile of food together. All his mind was attracted by Bruce's abnormal behavior at this time.

He put down the tray, grabbed the young master who was still about to retreat, and approached him involuntarily, a bloody smell that was not too strong but absolutely undeniable rushed into his nostrils.

Ah Fu frowned: "Are you injured?"

He used a question, but his tone was affirmative. Bruce was dying: "Of course not. It's someone else's blood. You know my job, Ah Fu. It's inevitable to hurt people."

Ah Fu was noncommittal, and said directly: "Take off | clothes."

The topic jumped too fast, and Bruce was a little confused: "What?"

Ah Fu lowered the corner of his mouth: "Take off | clothes, so I can help you clean up other people's blood."

He emphasized the pronunciation of other people's words, and anyone could hear his dissatisfaction.

Of course Bruce can too.

No matter what he looks like when facing criminals and the police, he always has no way to refuse Ah Fu who looked after him growing up, and he never wants to make him sad.

Bruce sighed softly.

Dejectedly, he unbuttoned the button, took off the cloak, the belt, and the battle armor, and then revealed his long legs in tight shorts and his bare|bare upper body.

A handsome face, a powerful young body, this should be a blood-spitting picture, but the person who faces all these, no matter who they are, can't easily have superfluous thoughts.

Without him, there are too many scars.

Ah Fu pursed his lips and looked at his scarred young master.

Scrapes and punctures are everywhere, but these are actually the slightest.

He had stitched up several bone-deep cuts, two gunshot wounds, and even a severe bite mark on Bruce's arm, missing half a piece of flesh.

It was when the battle armor was not yet strong in the early days of the night watch, and was torn to pieces and bitten by the gangster's vicious dogs.

Bruce kept telling him that it was okay and it didn't hurt, but Ah Fu himself felt very distressed. When he vaccinated the young master, he tried his best to control it so that his hands didn't shake.

This is his young master, the young master who guards Gotham with flesh and blood.

Ah Fu took a deep breath, forcing himself not to think about the past, he turned and walked to the cabinet in the corner, opened the drawer, and took out another tray.

On top of that is a small medical kit.

"Sit down." Ah Fu's voice could not hear any emotion.

Bruce was a little guilty, so he sat down on the sofa obediently, and put his hands on his knees neatly, so well-behaved.

But Ah Fu obviously wouldn't be fooled by his illusion. He took out the tweezers, bent down, and touched the source of the bloody smell - a blood hole on the side of Bruce's waist.

"Tsk, another gunshot wound?" Ah Fu frowned, "The most troublesome wound."

Bruce didn't speak, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

But he clearly failed.

Ah Fu did not let him go, and continued to ask: "Who hurt you?"

Being able to switch bodies at will can indeed help him keep his secrets better, but it can only be connected to the five senses of a body.This is not very good, just like before, he became "Ah Fu" for the success of the young master's night watch, so he had no way of knowing what happened around the "little bat".

"I didn't see it clearly." Bruce said vaguely, "The bullet missed the vital point, it's just a flesh injury, it's not serious... Hiss——"

Bruce snorted, looked down, and saw that the tweezers in Ah Fu's hand approached the wound at some point, and suddenly moved in and out very quickly, and clipped the bullet out neatly.

"Is it the guy in the bank who crazily shot you?" A Fu quickly thought of the time when Bruce might be injured: "You were shot by yourself in order to protect him?"

Bruce pretended to be stupid and said: "Ah Fu, you are very stable in dealing with the wound now, and I don't feel much pain."

Ah Fu sterilized the virus, took out the suture tool, and began to "thread the needle" proficiently: "Then I have to thank you for your cultivation, Master Bruce, so that I can have this skill that is not inferior to that of a surgeon."

Faced with the housekeeper's resentment, Bruce dared not speak.

Fortunately, Ah Fu finally stopped asking.

After treating Bruce's wound, he carefully wrapped the bandage, and left with the previous cookie: "I think, you are injured and need to rest, so you probably won't be able to eat anything."

Bruce who happened to be hungry: "..."

After Ah Fu finished speaking, he left the battle preparation room without looking back, taking the cookies and the little bat with its limp claws lying motionless on the tray.

The password door closed automatically, shutting Bruce's sigh in the door, Ah Fu slowly walked towards the bedroom, the lively expression on his face gradually disappeared, and turned into a dead silence.

He locked the bedroom door, lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, the four paws of the little bat in the tray trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, Afubat opened his obsidian-like round eyes and stretched his stiff body.

As the young master of Batman, he has been busy all night, and as the playboy, the richest man in Gotham, it's time for him to catch up on his sleep.

And this happens to be a good time for him to go it alone.

He was a little bit concerned about that lawyer Matt last night. For some reason, the other party gave him a feeling of the same kind, but he was sure that he was weird and lonely in this world, and there would never be the same kind of existence. This made him urgently Want to figure out what happened to Matt.

Thinking of this, Afubat flew to the window and carefully slipped out from the previously reserved gap.

He kept going upwards, and when he reached a safe altitude, he shot at the Gotham police station, leaving Wayne Manor far behind.

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