"I thought you'd destroy these things."

"I'm just dealing with them."

"Lead caskets locked in the Batcave? That's a really novel way of destroying things for the elderly."

"They're better than a lab for a guy like Lex."

"So you put it all in your own laboratory?"

"It's rare that you question my actions, Alf."

"I have been questioning your various behaviors."

Bruce closed the door a little resignedly, blocking out the shining green luster of those objects.He pressed a switch next to it, and the box of things was sealed into the underground cave, and disappeared behind the smooth rock formation together with the switch buttons.

"This is some necessary measure, Alf." He looked at the other party's hawk-like eyes and sighed helplessly. "I haven't thought about using them since then, it's just a means of dealing with certain emergencies - at least until I find a better way."

Alfred finally retracted his gaze, and continued to concentrate on debugging the engine of the Batmobile.Bruce rubbed his temples with a headache. He walked to the front of the main console and pulled out the chair. He hesitated for a while but did not sit down. Then he waved the chair back to the Batmobile, and leaned on the door a little discouraged.

"I'm not going to hurt him again, Alf."

"Yes, I believe you, Master Bruce."

Alfred responded vaguely, then lay down on the couch and slid into the bottom of the car.

"He changed me, Alf." Bruce turned and leaned against the car door, his voice soft as if talking to himself. "He...he can lead mankind to the light. It is not a dream of nothingness, nor is it a beautiful lie."

"I think the 'human' in this sentence can be replaced by 'I'." Alfred's voice came from under the car, and it seemed a little muffled.

"'I' is included by 'humanity'."

"There's nothing wrong with admitting it bluntly sometimes, Master Bruce."

"I have nothing to admit." Bruce scowled.

"Such as caring about someone beyond reason?"

"It's you who advised me not to be too harsh on the 'companion'." Bruce deliberately put emphasis on the "companion".

"Does the area of ​​concern include personal life?"

"It's not my request to be friends."

"Have you been familiar with this level in a week?"

"I've been so familiar with it two years ago."

"The dates of the materials I saw are all from this week."

"You watch me."

"An accidental encounter is not surveillance."

"Are you still resenting me for accidentally seeing your email?"

"I hate that you always refuse to face your own heart, Master Bruce. Sometimes, those logical thinking can't help."

Alfred slid out from under the car, looked up at Bruce who had fallen into silence, and stared at the child who had buried his feelings long ago.Sometimes, there are many times when he really wants to fight that Batman, fight that Batman for Bruce.

"He...just a friend." Bruce finally said hoarsely. "He's just a friend."

The man muttered, as if to confirm his conclusion, he repeated it again.Alfred didn't make any further comments, he just raised his eyebrows, and then slid under the car again.

"You have the final say, Master Bruce." He ended the topic in a low voice.

Bruce patted the body of the car down, and went back to the front of the main console to continue the seemingly endless work.Gotham, Arkham, metahumans, and now a Justice League, he has too many things to focus on, every minute can't be wasted, he has to focus on nothing else.

Data and intelligence flashed across the screen one by one, reflected in Batman's hollow and piercing eyes.

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