After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

"What do you mean by that?" Hilda asked in a low voice, she was a little relieved and shaken, although reason told her that it was basically impossible, but her emotions made her want to believe, "Bruce didn't Tell you anything? Then how do you…"

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Batman in surprise: "You!"

Batman looked up and met her eyes in silence.

"You guessed it!" Hilda finally understood the truth, she let go of her hand, "Yeah, I should have thought of it, Penguin said you are a detective, a master interrogator and a psychologist, you are good at finding clues Speculative intelligence, better at getting intelligence from the enemy - Bruce didn't tell you anything, but you still got the information you needed from his every move."

She stared at Batman: "... right?"

Batman didn't speak.

Hilda took this silence as an acquiescence. She turned her head and stared at the reappearing bright moon, as if evading Batman's answer: "Of course, yes. He is a just and good man, and you are a Superhero..." Her voice trailed off to a whisper, dissipating in the wind.

For a moment no one spoke.

"Do I look a little ridiculous now?" Hilda said suddenly, "I think I'm ridiculous, I should have driven up to the door and confronted Bruce directly, instead of here, waiting for you at the top of Wayn Tower— Batman, I turn to you for a self-comforting answer."

"...I didn't expect," Batman watched her back, restrained the urge to reach out, "...you, fell in love with Bruce Wayne?"

"I didn't!" Hilda looked at him, her eyes were astonishingly bright under the moonlight, and her tone was ruthless.

"...I didn't," she slowed down, and she seemed to feel that her tone just now was too strong, but she seemed to hide it, "I just... It's the first time I like someone. I... Why should I explain to you These?" She suddenly reacted, "I just want to get an accurate answer from you.... If you got the information about the Penguin from Bruce, you must have been in contact with Bruce frequently during this period, it is impossible for you I don't know - did you threaten him?" She blurted out, then shook her head in denial.

"No, Bruce isn't Penguin, he's a good guy." Hilda stared at Batman, examining him very seriously, "...what's the relationship between you two?"

"I won't tell you," Batman replied, "you should ask Bruce Wayne."

Hilda frowned: "You know I can't..."

"Why not?" He interrupted her without hesitation, "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Bruce Wayne has not broken his promise."

"He told me he hated you," she said.

"It's okay," Batman nodded coldly, "I hate him too."

Hilda: "I'm getting more and more confused."

"You don't have to." Batman looked away, raised his hand and pressed the communication button, and said to the radio, "Maybe you and your girlfriend should explain what's going on between us, Bruce Wayne. Otherwise She might think we're a couple." He was merciless, with a sarcasm in his tone.

Hilda: "?!?!"

Ah Fu, who was drinking coffee in the Batcave and was caught off guard by such an informative conversation: "..."

He shook his head, already understood what Master Bruce meant, and sighed helplessly. Although he didn't agree with this approach, he still took out the voice changer cooperatively.

Hilda was thrown into total disarray when Bruce's voice came out of Batman's specially amplified liaison gear.

She looked at Batman in disbelief: Although she was indeed here to trouble Batman today, she definitely didn't want to have a bloody three-way confrontation, okay? !

——Could it be that the bat didn't notice that the current scene is more like the original partner catching the mistress! !

She was a little overwhelmed by Batman's sudden coquettish operation. For a moment, she stammered like a student who was caught cheating: "...Good evening, Bruce."

"Hilda?" Bruce Wayne's voice came from the communicator, revealing a kind of unhurried elegance, "Where are you?"

"... Wayne Tower." Hilda said, and immediately tried to change the subject, "Are you in Wayne Manor now? Haven't slept yet? It's so late, you should go to bed early. We'll talk about something tomorrow." She's so embarrassed right now that she's completely lost the will to ask the truth and just wants this confrontation scene to end quickly - she doesn't even want to see Batman.

"Oh," replied the other, "you went to Batman? I'm sorry, Hilda, about me and Batman..."

"Perhaps the two of you can settle this privately." The Dark Knight interrupted his unspoken explanation just right, "I'm going to work."

——He predicted that Hilda, who is in a mess now, would never have the heart to notice the inconsistencies in his actions: she had to explain clearly to "Bruce Wayne" just now, but she had to hang up the phone and let the two Settle it in private.

He wanted to solve this matter himself, and he wanted to dispel Hilda's suspicions. It would be best to take this opportunity to lure her away from the truth.Tonight is indeed a crisis, but when handled properly, a crisis can turn into a huge opportunity.

Batman jumped at the chance.He has no doubt that after today, not only will Hilda not doubt that Bruce Wayne is equal to Batman, but she will feel guilty towards Bruce Wayne because of this "misunderstanding", and there will be a compensatory "Double Trust".

"...Okay." "Bruce Wayne" of the Batcave said calmly, "Hilda, I will go to your apartment to find you later, trust me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation , okay?"

The real Bruce Batman Wayne, who was very satisfied with his series of actions: "...?" Ah Fu you? ? ?

Hilda quickly waved her hand, earnestly as if Bruce on the radio was standing in front of her—although Bruce Wayne was really standing in front of her: "...it's too late today, take a rest, We can talk about it tomorrow..."

"No," the voice over there was very sincere and sincere, "Hilda, I take this relationship very seriously. In fact, I don't want you to misunderstand me. It's all my fault. Inappropriate handling, but I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, would you like to give me a chance to explain this?"

Hilda was a little uncomfortable: "Of course, it's not your fault, I misunderstood you—I'm sorry, dear, I swear I won't do it anymore..."

"Won't……"

"beep--"

Batman grimly cut off the communication.

She was taken aback for a moment, and said dissatisfiedly, "Hello!"

"I'm busy," Batman took out the grapple gun, "I don't have time to waste here with you."

Hilda felt a little wronged, she no longer had the oppressive look when she first came to the door, instead she took the initiative to step aside, and said to Batman with some embarrassment: "...well, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you and Bruce gone."

Batman ignored her.

"Also," she put her hands together and bowed to him, not caring about his indifference, "thank you for your help...I didn't expect you to have a connection with Bruce," she said, then hesitated before whispering Asked, "... If there is any problem between me and Bruce next time, can I still ask you to help me mediate?"

What answered her was the back of Batman who jumped down and left without hesitation.

Hilda: ...As expected of you, Batman.

As expected, Bruce rushed to Hilda's apartment.

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning, Hilda opened the door, and threw herself on the dusty Bruce.

He hugged her tightly, and kissed Hilda's hair guiltily: "I'm sorry, dear, I failed to keep the secret between us."

"No," Hilda shook her head and pulled him into the room, "That's not your fault, it's because Batman's methods are too superb."

He followed her in obediently and closed the apartment door.

"I just don't understand," she turned and looked up at her boyfriend, scrutinizing his handsome face, "—what is the relationship between you and Batman? I thought you didn't even know each other."

"I..." Bruce hesitated to speak, his eyes were erratic, avoiding Hilda's gaze, "If I say so, can you not laugh at me?"

She was puzzled: "Joke? How come?"

He coughed lightly, as if he felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, I had nothing to do with Batman before. But, do you remember Tony? Tony Stark."

Hilda thought for a moment: "Is that the one who laughed at my float?"

"It's him." Bruce nodded, "We've known each other since childhood, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, these labels are attached to both of us equally. But this year, he became Iron Man - a superhero. "

Hilda waited for the next question in doubt. To be honest, she still didn't understand what Tony Stark had to do with their topic. .

"I know it might sound childish," Bruce lowered his voice, "but, he's a superhero now, and I don't think I'll ever be a superhero in my life, which means, in a way, I Never surpass him." He looked at Hilda seriously and expectantly with those blue eyes, "Can you understand, dear?"

Hilda thought about it for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed like a thunderbolt, and she suddenly understood Bruce's logic in a flash.

She looked at her boyfriend in disbelief: "...you secretly sponsored the superhero Batman in order to compete with Tony Stark??"

Bruce: "It's kind of childish, isn't it?"

--Yes.

Hilda: "How come! It's not naive at all, I swear I can fully understand your approach, if it were me, I would do the same, really. You did a very good job, after all, Batman is very lacking at first glance. Money, you've done a great thing, dear."

Bruce accepted his girlfriend's compliment, and then frowned melancholy: "...But because of this, I have to see that black lacquer often, and as a result, our secret was revealed."

Hilda looked at the depressed little girl in front of her, and she loved her innocent boyfriend very much: "It's not your fault, it's all because Batman has no bottom line, and he doesn't care about your money care for him at all."

"Yeah," Bruce hugged her, bent down and rubbed her shoulders, "so even though I funded him, in fact, I still don't like this guy very much, and I still insist that he is not a superhero... If it weren't for the fact that he did make some contributions to the fight against criminals in Gotham, I would really want to withdraw the funds."

Hilda kissed him on the cheek: "So that's it, everything makes sense."

"Does that affect you?" he asked. "Has the Penguin discovered something?—Has anything happened to you?"

"Yes," she replied, "he feels that there is an inner ghost, but it's okay, he can't guess me. Even if he really guessed me, he can't do anything to me. In comparison, I'm more worried about you, Bruce."

She stroked Bruce's cheek and looked into his eyes: "... Can Batman protect you?"

"...I just subsidize him," he replied softly, "rather than hire him, he will not protect a certain person."

"Yes," Hilda's fingertips rubbed against his skin lightly, the temperature of her fingertips brought a small burning sensation, "Only I will protect you unconditionally, Bruce."

"just me."

—So, it doesn't matter what you did.You will never, ever, be out of my grasp.