Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

Gotham City was not peaceful tonight.

In addition to Bruce Wayne who took twenty beautiful models on board the boat, members of the Kane family and the Elliott family among the four major families in Gotham City were attacked, and members of the Kane family were injured. It was Bruce's cousin Kate Kane, and Thomas Elliott, who had inherited a huge fortune from his parents not long ago, was also admitted to the hospital due to gunshot wounds.

And Bruce was unscathed because the guest invited to the sea happened to be Iron Man Tony Stark. Rosie walked out of the slightly dim light wearing his coat that had been colorfully dyed by champagne red wine and orange juice. When I walked into the corridor, I saw Bruce and Tony sitting on the adjacent sofa talking after changing clothes. He had already taken care of himself from head to toe, with a very standard social smile on his face. He is a playboy who has just been attacked by criminals and escaped narrowly.

When Rosie walked into the hall, she happened to hear him say to Tony: "...I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I'm really sorry, Mr. Stark. I will definitely strengthen the security and invite you another day ..."

Tony smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Wayne is fine."

Bruce sighed: "Although I'm fine, Secretary Simpson was frightened, and his arms were still attached when he helped the models on board escape into the cabin, and Secretary Mathers passed out directly on the deck. If it wasn't With the waiter, and Mr. Stark showing up in time, then Secretary Mathers..."

Tony said: "Mr. Wayne is worrying too much. Secretary Mathers is completely drunk because she is drunk. You don't have to feel guilty about her." After he finished speaking, he glanced at the station from the corner of his eye Rosie, who was in the corridor, squinted her eyes and smiled. Rosie, who was already very familiar with the boss, saw the smile and felt the word "hypocrisy" rushing towards her face.

At this time Bruce also saw Rosie standing at the entrance of the corridor. He smiled apologetically at Rosie, and said, "Anyway, I still frightened Miss Mathers. I'm really sorry."

Rosie shook her head slightly, and said, "I'm fine, but..." She paused, remembering Jason who had pushed himself down on the yacht deck several times to avoid flying bullets, and tentatively said, " I heard from Steward Alfred that the male waiter who saved me on the yacht disappeared as soon as he got off the boat, but I still want to thank him personally, does Mr. Wayne know him?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Tony, who was standing on the other side, turned dark first, but at this moment, all she could think about was that her identity as a night witch was exposed in front of that person. He was as anxious as an ant jumping on a hot pot, so he didn't pay much attention to it, while Bruce glanced at Tony, then looked away, looked at Rosie and said, "I don't know him, and I can even say that I never I have never actually seen this brave male waiter. However, given the fact that he disappeared after the incident, it cannot be ruled out that he is actually an accomplice to the criminals who attacked us."

Rosie nodded, and said in a low voice: "Okay, then I know..." She looked up at Bruce, frowned, and wanted to ask something, Tony had already put his right hand on his lips, and coughed lightly , Said: "Are the criminals who I caught attacking the yacht sent to the Gotham City Police Station?"

Bruce turned his head to look at him, and said: "It has been sent over, and the police will conduct interrogation overnight, but it is a pity that the group of people who caused chaos in downtown Gotham and attacked Kane Kane and Thomas Elliott were not arrested. Catch them, but judging from the modus operandi, they should all be the same group of people."

Tony raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "I heard that there are four major families in Gotham City, the Wayne family, the Kane family, the Elliott family, and..."

"Coppola," Bruce said. "No one in the Coppola family was injured in this attack."

After Rosie got into the car and fastened her seat belt, she was still in a daze. She looked down at the McLaren logo on the steering wheel, let out a breath, released the handbrake, and was about to shift gears and step on the accelerator when the passenger door was suddenly locked. When it was opened from the outside, she turned her head and saw Tony opened the car door, got into the co-pilot skillfully, and fastened her seat belt.

Rosie turned her head back and whispered, "You can take the business car that Mr. Wayne sent you, it's so spacious..."

"I'm used to this car." Tony responded briefly, leaning on the back of the seat at random, closing his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to close his eyes and rest his mind.

At this time, someone knocked on the driver's window from the outside, Rosie lowered the window, raised her head, and bumped into Bruce's smiling eyes: "Since Secretary Mathers insists on driving back to New York late at night, Then I won’t force you to stay, please be careful when driving at night, and most importantly, obey the traffic rules and don’t speed.”

Rosie forced a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Wayne."

After saying goodbye to Bruce, she directly put into gear, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out of the garage of Wayne Manor at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour. From the corner of her eye, she found that the wrought iron gate of Wayne Manor had been broken. After falling behind his own car, he immediately shifted gears and galloped on the avenue outside Wayne Manor at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour.

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, there were only a few sporadic cars on the road, and a series of street lights, casting fleeting light and shadows on the car windows and in her eyes.

"Why are you doing this."

After driving for 10 minutes, she suddenly heard Tony beside her say a word.

Her foot trembled, and she slammed on the brakes. The McLaren super sports car, which was traveling at [-] kilometers per hour, stopped suddenly. The two people in the car fell forward and were pulled by the safety belt return.

"Secretary Mathers, have you stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator?" The boss sitting in the passenger seat spoke a dangerous tone.

At this time, Rosie was completely in a state of panic, and didn't care about the boss's eccentricity at this time, but she hadn't had time to think carefully when Tony asked him "why did he do this?" The see-through eyes on the yacht entered her mind, so her first reaction was: "The boss knows! The boss Tony Stark, who is the superhero Iron Man, knows that she is the Night Witch!"

The moment she stepped on the brakes, what she thought of was the glass cell where Loki once stayed after being captured by the Avengers base. In the future, there will be another figure of herself curled up in the corner.

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"Secretary Mathers? Secretary Mathers? Rosie Mathers!"

Fortunately, the boss's increasingly cold voice woke her up from the nightmare of being imprisoned. She turned her head and looked at Tony, who was sitting in the co-pilot with a dark face, blinked her eyes, then turned her head slightly, and looked at Out the window ahead.

She parked the car under a street lamp. From her perspective, she could see the moths flapping their wings and hitting the light bulb under the street lamp, as well as the looming taillights ahead.

"I..." Rosie turned to look at Tony again, opened her mouth and said, "Today I..."

Before she finished speaking, Tony reached out and touched the top of her head, and said with a sneer, "I think Secretary Mathers broke his brain on the boat today."

Rosie's body froze when Tony stretched out his hand. Tony's hand was on top of her head, and when she felt the warmth of his palm, she even felt that even the air was a little thinner. Feeling uncomfortable, he stared at Tony with wide eyes.

"It looks like it was crashed." Tony raised his eyebrows, "Go back to the hospital..."

Rosie regained her mobility when Tony said the word "hospitalized". She tried her best to lean back, straightened her face, reached out and twisted Tony's wrist, and took it off her head. , Said blankly: "Don't worry, boss, I'm fine."

Tony withdrew his hand, tapped on the center console, and said, "Do you want me to drive?"

"No need." After Rosie finished speaking, she lowered her head and was about to step on the accelerator to start the car. At this moment, Tony said again: "Secretary Mathers hasn't answered me yet, why are you doing this?"

Rosie's movements paused. She turned her head and looked at Tony. Tony folded his arms around his chest and looked down at her. The lights in the car were not bright, leaving a shadow under his raised browbones. Knowing the look in his eyes at this moment made her feel a little nervous.

She clenched the steering wheel with both hands and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Tony moved closer to her, looked into her somewhat bewildered eyes at this moment, and said, "You told me so many things on the yacht, and you ran away before you finished the last sentence." Yes." He paused and raised one eyebrow, only then did Rosie see clearly that his eyes were full of ridicule, and there was something else, "The sentence you didn't finish is... "

Rosie stared at Tony until she saw her own face through his pupils, and then she realized that the distance between them was already very close. Tony's exhaled breath gently patted her cheek. The coolness of the late autumn night was washed away, and a thin layer of mist seemed to condense on her face.

The boss didn't realize that she was a night witch, but his heart, which should have been relaxed, beat even more violently.

"I..." Her eyes began to wander, and her speech was a little hesitant.

It was too embarrassing to say the unfinished sentence at this time. The Brooklyn Death Knight covered her face and stomped her feet in her heart, shouting "Don't say it, don't say it", but the tone is not as angry as usual .

"Could it be that Secretary Mathers didn't have his brain damaged, but was so frightened that he lost his memory?" Tony said with a smile in his tone.

Rosie raised her head and stared at him abruptly, then stepped on the accelerator decisively, the McLaren's motor let out a whistling sound, and sped out, while Tony was also slammed onto the back of the passenger seat due to inertia. He reached out and rubbed the back of his head, squinted one eye and looked at Rosie, seeing Rosie holding the steering wheel stiffly, the corner of his mouth raised a small arc secretly.

This isn't the smirk your boss is used to.