I'm Bateman

Bateman, who was cut off unilaterally, was about to go mad.

Jason Parsons - Who is he/mother then?

What the hell did this fucking lunatic do? !

Bateman resisted the urge to take off his clothes and go for a run around the Wayne Mansion right now, and hurried back to the Batcave from the Wayne Mansion holding back his anger and irritability.

Although the fight with Mudface just now didn't hurt him too much, it also consumed most of his energy. Coupled with the sudden explosive news and being cut off unilaterally, he didn't know that Bruce was using his body. What did he do, Bateman now feels his mind is in a mess.

After he took off his armor, he returned to the house. He frowned and sat on the sofa, thinking wildly about what might happen.

He swears that when Bruce reconnects, if he doesn't give him a reasonable explanation, he will let him know what social death is.

So when Alfred handed over the cup, he downed it without even looking at it—he was indeed thirsty.

Then his hand holding the empty glass froze, his expression blank.

The smell of milk filled his nostrils, and he still had a sip of warm milk in his mouth, but he looked at Afu's smiling expression, and his self-restraint made him swallow it after struggling for two seconds.

—Hold your breath, you can't smell it, you can't smell it.

Afu looked at Bateman who was completely frozen in front of him, and happily put a plate of cookies on the table.

At least Bateman would drink the milk in one go, and he wouldn't stay up late on the night watch—he went to bed early to maintain his skin.

Alfred hoped that his master could do the same, but at this time Bateman was using Bruce's body, and his master's body also got a good rest.

"Mr. Bateman, you have a school opening ribbon-cutting ceremony to attend this afternoon."

Alfred looked through Bruce's schedule and reminded.

Originally, Bruce would not go to this kind of event - he needed to maintain the image of a playboy rich N-generation, and he always had no time to pass away the activities of thanking Wayne Enterprises for their donations.

But now, Bruce Wayne has not appeared in public for a long time.

In the past week, Bruce's energy has been focused on finding out the truth about body swaps and preventing sudden body swaps at any time, not to mention that he is usually on the headlines of the entertainment section.

Afu doesn't know Bateman well, but in order to prevent the Wayne family from suddenly having a young master from nowhere in the future, Afu silently crossed out all the arrangements for creating a character—— Even though he was really looking forward to the birth of the young master.

Maybe at that time, my master won't fight like this.

But the young master shouldn't have come like this!

The first reaction of Bateman, who still looked a little ugly, was to refuse.

Please, please, that Wayne guy doesn't know what he's done with his body, and I'm going to work for him?

The words of refusal were already on his lips, but seeing Afu smiling and looking at him, Bateman suddenly found that he couldn't say it.

Out of nowhere, he nodded.

The police officer in charge of managing the cordon and keeping the onlookers from approaching was very responsible. Bruce stood outside the cordon, trying to look inside.

A red-haired lady with a bag also walked to the cordon. She glanced left and right to confirm that no one was paying attention to her and took out a small camera from her bag. Her arms hung down naturally. When she was on her body, she would never find out that she was filming the scene.

Bruce noticed that, in fact, when she was close to the cordon and showed a different degree of attention from other onlookers, Bruce paid attention to her from the corner of her eye, and when she took out the small camera, Bruce was almost sure who is she now.

Freddie Lautz, a third-rate tabloid reporter—at least that's what Bruce thought.

She had written several reports about Will on CRI, and Bruce had seen those reports and the accompanying pictures when he was investigating Will's profile.

The content of the report is appalling, and the wording is extremely exaggerated, but it can indeed attract some boring readers, but it is quite different from the truth, and the accompanying pictures can also be seen as photos taken secretly.

In general, this is a reporter who will do anything to write eye-catching reports.

After confirming the person's identity, Bruce withdrew his gaze from her, and at the same time pretended to be absent-minded. He took out his mobile phone and looked in, no different from other people who came to watch.

He didn't want to attract Laoz's attention and appear on the news on the homepage of tomorrow's website.

But Lawz came toward him instead.

"Excuse me, have you been watching here?"

Maybe they were both standing close to the cordon, and Lauz said to Bruce, "I'm a mother of a child, and he wants to know what's going on inside, but you know, it's not a good thing for a child. , I just wanted to be honest with him about what happened."

Laozi had a very sincere expression on his face, as if he had to come to inquire about things for his own children.

But it was a pity that it was Bruce she met, and Bruce had already deduced her identity, and was completely unmoved by her lies.

"Sorry, I don't know very well. I can't see what's inside clearly when I stand here." Bruce said with an apologetic smile.

Since there was no useful information to be found on him, Lauz didn't pester him any more - she was very busy and wouldn't waste too much time on useless people.

She nodded hurriedly, brushed past Bruce, and walked towards the police officer standing by the cordon in charge.

"Excuse me, I'm a mother of a child..."

It’s still the same familiar excuse, the FBI agents are not in charge of managing the cordon—if they were Will’s colleagues, they also knew Ms. Lautz more or less, so they wouldn’t be easily used— So with Laozi's experienced speaking skills and superb acting skills, she got what she wanted to know.

An upper class serial killer who hates poverty.

Lauz was a little happy, and she was already thinking about how to make tomorrow's title more eye-catching.

Bruce was also looking at the first three case files sent by Will on his phone—including Jason Parsons, the homeless man.

An organ was taken from each of the deceased, and the method was crude, which is why the local police station was able to quickly link the case together and invited the FBI.

But the murderer's crimes became more and more frequent, and the gaps became shorter and shorter. The interval between the first two victims was half a month, but from yesterday to today, there have been two victims.

—He couldn't control himself more and more.

This is why Bruce wants to intervene in this case.

You know, he is Batman, and he is also "the world's number one detective".

"Do you remember anything?"

Hannibal's voice came suddenly.

He had been watching Bruce for a long time, and the appearance of Lautz made him decide to come over.

—Maybe something interesting will happen.

Bruce turned his head and looked at the psychiatrist of "myself".

He actually didn't want to have too much contact with Hannibal.

The relationship between psychiatrist and patient is naturally unequal. Patients need to open up to the psychiatrist, and in this relationship, the psychiatrist also has great authority.

Even if it's impossible for Bruce to open up to a stranger, talking to him about himself is just acting, but uncomfortable anyway.

But at this time, there seemed to be no reason for him to leave directly. He shook his head and said, "It's too far away, and I can't see the scene clearly."

"You know, Jack won't let you walk through this cordon. Giving you part of the case information is already his biggest compromise."

Hannibal smiled and said in a low voice.

Bruce shrugged pretending to be indifferent, and could only wait for the on-site investigation to finish before going to see the information he got.

But now, he was curious about another thing instead.

"You went to the FBI to help, to make sure Will's mental state is normal?"

Bruce raised an eyebrow and asked.

Standing outside the cordon, although he couldn't see the specific situation at the scene, he could see Will standing next to the place where the victim was found, frowning and eyes closed.

Will stands out in his civilian clothes when the scene is full of uniformed agents.

"Yes."

Hannibal glanced at Bruce and said, "And now I have one more job—to ensure your mental state."

Even FBI agents, facing the successive cases every day and seeing so many bloody scenes, need regular psychological counseling and treatment to ensure that there is no mental problem.

And Patrick Bateman is just a normal guy, and Jack has to make sure he's okay.

"So, if there is anything, be sure to tell me in time." Hannibal looked at Bruce with a concerned expression.

Bruce nodded kindly: "Don't worry, I will."

#I promised, I pretended. #

Bruce Wayne, Aka Batman, as the Dark Knight of Gotham, has seen scarier things than this - he doesn't need a therapist.

The on-site investigation has come to an end, and Will also opened his eyes, his brows were still furrowed, he was talking to Jack, and then walked to the other side of the cordon, it seemed that the investigation was over Ready to go back.

"Let's go," Hannibal suggested, and the two walked towards Will and Jack together.

Bruce didn't notice Lautz who was staring at his back.

Of course she knew Hannibal, who was Will's counseling doctor, and it could be said that Hannibal was treating Will—as a reporter who had been "reporting" on Will, she had even been to Hannibal's clinic, for Get first-hand news.

But Hannibal found out.

She couldn't explain why, but she was a little afraid of Hannibal, but it was clear that her desire for first-hand information far outweighed her fear.

At this time, Hannibal appeared here, and left together with the "passers-by" whom he had talked with just now and judged to be useless.

It seems that he is not a simple onlooker.

Thinking of Will, Lautz stared at Bruce's back even more intensely.

Looks like this is yet another guy who's going to be full of controversy and news points.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-0522:54:45~2020-09-0717:48:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 leaf;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of leaves; 10 bottles of Baikrow and Feifei; 1 bottle of Sanqu Kati;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!