After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

"I don't understand why you like Bruce Wayne," the Penguin grumbled, calming himself down. "In my opinion, he has nothing but money."

Hilda gave him a warning look: "...Don't speak ill of him in front of me, in my heart his existence is his greatest advantage."

Coppert raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Hilda's ecology half-jokingly: "...So, he is your weakness now?"

Hilda smiled and looked at him: "Guess?" The cold meaning was buried deep in her eyes, but Penguin understood what it meant—it was definitely not something he was willing to bear anyway.Come on, is he really willing to do something to Bruce Wayne just to control her?Not to mention that he would face this guy's revenge for doing so, what the surname Wayne itself represented did not allow him to do so easily.

Cobbot wanted both power and wealth.But more importantly, an orderly Gotham, and such a Gotham, the Wayne family must be indispensable.

Silent confrontation.

He took the lead to look away, and pressed his forehead: "It's just a joke. ... In short, I remember the things about Wayne, I suggest you to make a sense of presence in front of him, as for others ... this is not The field I am good at, I will tell you when I have an idea." After that, he picked up the wine glass on the table nonchalantly, took a sip, "—I'm going to work later, will you come with me?"

"Not interested." Seeing him talking nonsense for a long time, Hilda lost interest instantly, "I want to go back to the East District."

"In that case," Copperpot couldn't help saying, "why did you come to my place so early in the morning?"

"?" She glanced at him inexplicably, "I didn't, I came over last night. But your men said you were busy, so they took me to the small living room to wait for a while. But you didn't come until midnight I came back, so I found a guest room to rest."

Copperpot: "... Great, no one told me about this at all, they just let you run around my house by yourself???"

Hilda was dissatisfied: "Hey, Copperpot, don't make me sound like an ill-mannered cat, okay?"

Coppert shrugged off her protests: "Harry!"

A bald-headed, strong man hurried over from the door in the corner of the living room: "Boss Cobbot."

He said angrily: "I give you wages to let you take care of my house, not to let you put outsiders into my house casually - don't tell me!"

Harry lowered his head nervously: "I'm very sorry! Boss Cobbot—I thought...uh, I thought she was your friend."

This is the second time I heard the word "friend" today. Coppert, who has always regarded friends as objects of use and disapproved of this word, wanted to have a heart attack: "Friends - friends -?! I have no friends! Who told you she is my friend!"

——At least you won't be so tolerant to your enemies, and now the whole gang doesn't know that you paid for her to chase men.Harry thought to himself, but seeing Penguin's distraught face and the umbrella he picked up casually, he wisely shut his mouth: "Sorry, boss."

Hilda interjected coolly from the side: "Ah, you actually said that we are not friends, I am so sad."

"Shut up!" The Penguin hadn't finished venting his anger, he turned his head and said to Harry, "This time it's Hilda Walker, next time you want to put Batman in my bedroom?!"

Harry couldn't help but whispered: "...But Boss, we can't stop Batman..."

"How dare you talk back!" Penguin slapped the table, and the silver fork jumped up high.

Harry lowered his head.

Hilda held her face and yawned boredly: "If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the East District first?"

Coppert turned a deaf ear and continued to reprimand Harry.Hilda stood up and walked slowly out of the living room.

"Oh, by the way," she said, turning around as if suddenly remembering, "can I drive back in your car? Oswald? Any car will do—"

Coppert threw her fork in response, and Hilda instinctively grabbed it with one hand.

--……All right.She said to herself, as Martina used to say, be patient and accommodating to your boss, after all—he paid for it anyway.

So the fork turned in her hand, and she smiled and threw it in Copperpot's direction - the silver fork reflected a dazzling light in the air, and then stuck it straight on the dining table.

Copperpot: "...!" What is this?He thought angrily. Threats?Hilda, has he forgotten that he is just a bodyguard hired by him? !He had to teach her a lesson!

Then he glared at Hilda angrily, and said aloud:

"—You can choose whatever you want! I'll give you the car!"

Hilda had no trouble this way.Although she did not have a driver's license, there seemed to be few police officers in Gotham City who were willing to check Penguin Copperpot's car.

Leaving the Diamond District all the way to the north, gradually away from the center of the city, the buildings seen along the way gradually become lower, and the order and atmosphere gradually become loose and chaotic.However, perhaps because Hilda is used to the East End, she now feels that such a scene is more intimate to her.

However, the streets and alleys in the East District were indeed too chaotic, so that her car could not drive into the alley entrance, so she could only find a random place near the street and park there.

Before getting out of the car, she caught a glimpse of a few wandering boys poking their heads through the car window, and she knew at a glance that they were thinking about this Ferrari.Hilda unbuckled her seat belt, stepped out of the car door, and was about to warn her, but before she could speak, the boys recognized who she was and ran away in panic.

Hilda: "..."

fair enough.She locked the car, walked into a familiar alley while circling the car keys, and slowly climbed up the stairs.She didn't sleep very well last night, so she decided to take a rest first.

This sleep lasted until noon.She sat on the bed for a while, changed her clothes, and then slowly opened the door to look for Martina next door.

However, Martina was not at home, Alice was alone in the room, and she was sitting on the coffee table in the room, drawing.

Hilda is actually not familiar with Alice. On the one hand, it is because she is a child, and their work and rest preferences have nothing in common. On the other hand, it is because Alice always gives her a complicated feeling. She doesn't want to have too much contact with Alice.

So when Hilda saw Alice home alone, she just said hello to her and was ready to go back to her room.

"Hilda," Alice called to her suddenly, "what is your business with Martina?"

Hilda glanced at her and said casually, "...Well, there's nothing wrong, I just want to ask her something."

"Is it related to your new job?" Alice put down the oil pastel and said seriously, "Martina told me that you are now working as a bodyguard for a rich man, right?"

Hilda was a little surprised that Martina would even tell Alice this, but thinking of her ability, she seemed to understand, so she simply turned back and found a seat to sit down: "Yeah, you guessed it right. Martina She said she wanted to move to the Diamond District, and Coppert arranged a house for me there, and I thought maybe she would be happy to move there."

"Ah," she finished, as if remembering something, "you know Cobbot, don't you? Oswald Cobbot—the Penguin, he..." She remembered that Alice was a child, maybe I don't know what Penguin is, and I suddenly feel speechless, and I don't know how to explain it clearly to her.

However, Alice is not an ordinary child, she nodded: "I know Penguin. He is a bad person."

"...Yes," Hilda felt that there was nothing wrong with this judgment, and agreed, "He is a bad guy."

Alice: "But why did you invite us to the Diamond District? Obviously we have nothing to do with each other. If we had an asylum contract at the beginning, now you have become Penguin's bodyguard and have everything you need. We don't need us anymore, do we?"

Watching a little girl who is not as tall as her own legs calmly analyze the reality is actually a bit weird—even though Hilda knows deeply that Alice cannot be treated with common sense.

She blinked and said, "...That's not true, at least I need your loyalty."

Alice said softly: "But we don't have loyalty, and even if we do, it's cheap loyalty." She looked at Hilda, "Are you so naive, Star?"

It was the first time she had called Hilda a "star" other than the first time they had met.

"Everything has a price," Hilda replied, not offended by her words. "If someone pays you more than what it takes to betray me, then your betrayal is totally worthless to me." Understandable. I'm not worried about that."

Alice smiled: "...I can't even imagine what the price would be."

"But," she said, "we're not going to the diamond district, we're staying here."

Hilda was a little surprised: "Why?"

"Because this is our home," she said firmly, "...and because of you, because you will come back, come back to the East Side, instead of staying in the Diamond District for the rest of your life."

Hilda was silent for a while: "This is what you saw?"

Alice didn't answer her this time, she lowered her head, picked up the graffiti on the table and handed it to Hilda: "For you."

Hilda looked at the graffiti in her hands inexplicably. The drawing was really bad, it was completely at the level of a three-year-old child. She looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what the messy lines and color blocks were. She couldn't help but raised her head and asked Said: "What the hell is this?"

"This is you." Alice leaned over and pointed at the ball, "This is your hair, these are your eyes, and this is your hand."

Hilda: Fuck, it's fucking outrageous.

She said with a wooden face: "Oh, what is this thing?" She pointed to the most conspicuous blue circle on her "hand" in the painting.

"This is your ring," Alice explained, pointing to the inexplicable line next to the blue circle. "Look, this is the ring shining."

Hilda: ...

"Ha, ha," she laughed dryly, "The painting is quite... unique, is this your art class homework?"

Alice shook her head, raised her eyes and looked at Hilda: "This is the future."

Hilda was stunned: "...the future? The future me?" She lowered her head and looked at the graffiti that made her dizzy again seriously. After looking at it for a long time, she said to Alice uncertainly, " ...In other words, the future me will wear a ring that will glow...?"——Why do you feel like a fool in the future? ? ?

Alice nodded, pointing to a brown line at the bottom of the painting: "This is the cracked earth, you are standing on the earth."

Hilda's eyebrows gradually raised: "...Oh my God." She looked at the graffiti in her hand seriously and in shock, excitedly hugged Alice across the coffee table, and said solemnly, "This is a very important language. , Alice, I didn't think of it, really... Although I didn't think about this kind of thing at all before, but now I find that I don't really reject this future."

She stood up, and still couldn't help but marvel:

"—I really didn't expect that in the future, Bruce would propose to me with a sapphire ring!"

Alice: "...?"

She blinked blankly, watched Hilda walk back and forth in front of her, and stretched out her hand involuntarily: "Wait—"

"I'm going to find him now!" She suddenly said passionately, "Since we are destined to be together in the future, the little obstacle now is nothing worth mentioning!"

Alice: "No..."

But before she finished speaking, Hilda was already like a gust of wind, and the door closed behind her with a bang.

Hilda didn't pay attention to the door at all. She walked quickly, with countless thoughts in her mind.As she walked, she took out the keys in her pocket, and a cat basking in the sun on the side of the road was startled by her, "Meow!" and ran away.Hilda subconsciously headed towards the subway station, and then remembered that she was driving a car—the car is really one of the greatest inventions of human beings, she thought so, and happily decided to drive to Bruce: If he is at home, then she will ask Clear the address and go to his house to find him. If he is in the company, it would be better, and she will go to Wayne Building to find him.

The brand-new Ferrari she had driven out of Copperpot's garage was there, just as she had left it.Hilda didn't look carefully, picked up the key and pressed the unlock button on the car, and was about to open the door, when she suddenly stopped, took a step back, and lowered her head.

She widened her eyes:

"...Where is my wheel??!!"