The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

Bruce lowered his arms, his expression quickly turned cold.

He turned half sideways, clasped the bat dart around his waist, and narrowed his eyes warily, "That playboy?"

Bruce has a great voice.

When he speaks at a brisk pace with a slight upward consonant, he will appear to be a romantic and slutty man, and he can act like a playboy without any pressure.And if you deliberately lower and lower it, it will become particularly hoarse and magnetic, and the speed of speech will slow down, and then modify it with the voice changer provided by Fox kindly, which will add a bit of danger and temptation.

However, whether it is the playboy Bruce Wayne, or Batman as the Gotham Dark Knight, that voice can always inadvertently, with every tremor in the throat, aggressively capture the eardrums of the voice controllers, leaving no room for it.

Emil had an instant epiphany.

Wilson is a senior voice controller. Although he is afraid of exposing his weakness in front of others, he hides it in front of others, but Emil, who is his raiser, knows it all too well.Therefore, as soon as he heard Bruce's sexy and slightly hoarse voice, he instantly understood the reason why his unlucky child repeatedly made exceptions to Batman and insisted on bringing him back to the castle.

It's nothing more than the four words "sex lust" ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Bruce's vision was sharp, but Emil ignored it completely. He pressed the red button on the wall, and the desktop in front of him suddenly became transparent, revealing a palm-sized touchscreen keyboard!

He tapped a few times on the keyboard, turned on the stereoscopic projection equipment, and played the collected materials and pictures frame by frame.

"Batman's first show was on Halloween last year. Coincidentally, less than half a month ago, Gotham's richest man, Mr. Wayne, had just finished his studies and returned to Gotham."

"It's just a coincidence." Bruce pursed his lips, rubbing his thumb gently on the sharp corners of the bat dart, as if he was caressing a close lover, or encouraging a trusted partner.

Emil was noncommittal, "Everyone knows that Mr. Wayne is studying abroad, but in fact, he didn't even finish college."

The photos shown on the computer belonged to five years ago. Bruce sneaked back from Princeton University and participated in the hearing of the murderer of his parents. Very impressed.

Almost immediately, Bruce recalled the situation.

Zili, the murderer who shot his parents, was sentenced to life imprisonment. He and Feconi became cellmates, and learned some secrets of the Feconi family by accident.A few years later, Fecconi was released from prison, and it was not until five years ago that Zili found the opportunity to use the secrets he knew to take down the underworld leader Fecconi as a bargaining chip in exchange for freedom.

He's almost there.

The acquiescence of the judge transformed the former murderer into a poor man who was forced to make mistakes by life.His sentence was commuted and he was released. People began to condemn the economic depression at that time and the desperation of the poor, but they ignored the viciousness committed by the other party and forgot the eight-year-old boy who suddenly lost his parents and fell from the clouds.

The traces left by his father are still there, the high-priced railway still runs through the entire city, and Gotham is still equipped with the most advanced medical facilities in the United States, but people have forgotten the Wayne couple who brought it all.

That day, the reporters surrounded Qi Li with long guns and short cannons. He was controlled by hatred and walked towards the opponent.

What did you think at the time?Since the law is no longer just, then he will become justice, execute the perpetrators with his own hands, and avenge his parents!

However, at that moment, his pistol was almost sticking out of his sleeve, when the criminal died suddenly.

Qi Li was shot and killed by a killer disguised as a reporter, and was easily killed by Fecone. His death was worthless.Because of this, he lost the opportunity to kill the enemy and resolve his anger.

It was by no means a good memory, but Bruce is extremely fortunate now.

He is not the law, and has no right to decide a person's life or death. If he kills someone out of a momentary hatred, what is the difference between himself and the perpetrator?

But now is not the time to recall the past, Bruce looked at this "man of the age" who was no longer young, and his voice became deeper, "Interesting guess."

Elmi suddenly laughed.This made him look extraordinarily generous and kind, like an ordinary elder.He didn't say anything to Batman, but called another name, "Alphaf."

"..." The room was silent.

Emil raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"...What do you need, my lord?" As if finally aware of the emir's aggressive aura, a voice rang out in a timely manner, although it seemed a little lack of confidence, but also concealed a little reluctance.

"Huh? No. 79?" The voice was very familiar, and Bruce recognized it instantly. It clearly belonged to his new neighbor's servant!

Batman tentatively called out the opponent's name, while looking around cautiously.

The study room is spacious, and there is no place to hide, and there is no obvious monitoring equipment.What's even weirder is that the male voice that sounded abruptly before was more like a three-dimensional loop from the entire castle than from a fixed sound source!

Unable to find the specific location of the other party, Batman frowned and said fiercely: "Come out!"

"..." The mastermind in the secret room directly below the castle manipulated the data and left a long string of black dots on the screen to show its speechless heart at this time.

Speaking of it, whether it was the random "wx-79" that seemed like a string of codes, or the female name "Afaff" that the grown-up forced to ignore his gender, he didn't want to admit it!

Mr. Mastermind, who completely forgot that he was just a string of codes and had no gender at all, sighed, and said sadly: "You can indeed call me that, but I am miserable. I was buried alive in the ground, and I am afraid I won't be able to get out!"

The mastermind was too large to be transported, and it was located inside the foundation of the entire castle, so what he said could not be wrong.

Bruce... Bruce feels like he's been fooled_(:3」∠)_

Emil ignored the two people who were interacting, and called up several full-body stereo images on his own, including Batman in full armor and Bruce Wayne in a suit and leather shoes, "Afaff, facial reconstruction."

As soon as the voice fell, countless lines suddenly appeared on the three-dimensional screen, recording every ups and downs of the bat mask, and then through the calculation of huge data, it was finally transformed into arcs, and the size and size of the stickers were accurately deduced in the blank space. The truth hidden under the mask.

Batman pursed his lips tightly. He looked at the familiar face gradually formed by stacking lines on the screen, and his heart sank, "Your purpose."

Emil's eyes flickered slightly, "If you see this person in Gotham, bring her to me. She's unharmed." An exceptionally tall woman appeared on the screen, with brown hair shawl and slightly curled at the end , the blue eyes are dark, like the abyss of the sea, her face is extremely beautiful, and she is full of heroism, and the most important thing is...she looks like a person.

"Duka?" Batman was taken aback.

He still remembered that it was Duka who pulled him out of the abyss of the mud. He claimed to be the spokesperson of the ninja master, brought him to the Shadow Warrior Alliance to teach and train him, and polished him into a sharp blade. They found the secret base of the ninja master, but in the end they saved Duka.

however……

"Duka? No, although she doesn't want to admit it, her biological father is indeed a master ninja." Emil gave Batman a meaningful look, and continued: "Her name is Thalia, and she will go to Gotham soon, maybe A pseudonym may cover up your appearance, anyway, you should pay attention."

Batman couldn't listen to anything else at this time, his eyes were slightly open, and he was shocked when he just learned that Duka was the ninja master himself.

At this moment, besides Bruce, there was another person who was deeply shocked.

wx-79 is Wilson's robot butler, and also the huge mastermind under the castle grounds. They share a system and are connected with each other, so the butler just finished cleaning up the "virus" with the help of the mastermind, so he didn't want to delay at all. The dungeon has been "visited".

At this time, Batman's true face had just been calculated and synthesized by the mastermind. The butler thought that his master had asked him to investigate Batman's identity, so he directly pasted the result on Wilson's face.

without any precautions.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell, Wilson, who was eating cookies baked by the robot butler himself, choked immediately.

After an earth-shattering cough, Wilson sent off wx-79 with complicated emotions, and a few hours later, a serious-looking old man ushered in.

"That's the end of Klein's matter, don't go any further." Emil ordered unquestionably, "Calm down here for a few days, and then I will send you to the East to prepare."

Wilson said it was hard to understand, "You haven't been so authoritarian for a long time, old man, something is wrong with you."

Emil's response to this was to turn around and walk away.

Wilson suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and shouted: "Is it because of the Shadow Warrior Alliance?" He saw the old man's footsteps pause slightly, and his doubts deepened, "What are you hiding?" He recalled many things that he had neglected before.

The old man has always treated him differently. Occasionally, the old man looked at his face in a daze, and when facing himself, he was silent about the Shadow Warrior Alliance. Even recently, when he first sent himself to investigate Klein, he found out who was behind the scenes. It is possible that Master Ninja later replaced himself and banned him from further investigation.

All of this made him have some vague guesses.

"About me and the ninja master?"

Emil's fingers trembled, and after a long silence, he finally turned around. 22 years old, not too young, should be able to bear it... right?

Looking at the silent old man, Wilson finally had an ominous premonition.

As if confirming it, Emil sighed slowly, "Actually, you can call me grandpa."

With a clang, Wilson knocked over the remaining half of the plate of cookies.