[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

"How about going to the box?" Penguin suggested.

"That's troublesome." Ian was eager to find a quiet place quickly.

"The more troubles like this, the better."

After entering the box and closing the door, only the sound of music and screams could be vaguely heard outside.

"Gotham is not safe at night, you shouldn't be here late at night alone." Penguin showed deep disapproval and timely worry on his face.

"However, you have come to my place, and I guarantee your safety."

"I watched the news."

The penguin's smile froze on his face, and he moved his butt uncomfortably, like a student who made a mistake in front of the teacher, he tried to explain:

"That's old history. I'm a serious businessman now. That day... that day was just a little... small personal grievance between me and Batman... Batman."

"Yes, that's right, it's a personal grievance." The Penguin spoke in such a firm tone that he believed it, but he looked at Ian with guilt and nervousness. "The media loves to exaggerate, so don't believe it."

Ian relaxed and half leaned on the sofa, with a warm smile, and his tone was gentle like that of an acquaintance: "I just didn't expect that Mr. Cobblepot, who generously donated money that day, was the famous Penguin man. I just came here today to see his style again. .”

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have lost his word again, and Ian apologized, "I'm sorry, it's not because of you—"

"It's okay." Penguin, who was quite nervous at first, was already dizzy by Ian's praise, and he lost his mind to Java with a guilty conscience.

"Many years ago, I felt that this title was an insult and ridicule to me, but now I think it is a compliment to me, especially from your mouth." Colbert bit every word very clearly, appearing extremely sincere.

"You are amazing."

After finding out that the source of the crusade came from the Penguin, and this person had a relationship once, Ian checked the life information of the Penguin, and in the end there was only a sigh.

This man is a super criminal. In order to climb up, he has done a lot of evil things that can be punished for life.Threats of kidnapping, gang fights, bank robbery, protection money collection, collusion with government officials...

However, this person also has his own set of principles in his actions, and his fortune is more of a black-and-white affair.Ian didn't expect that the charity dinner was just to fool this guy into bleeding, and a few random words unexpectedly fit together to some extent.

The previous encounter was under such a situation, and it didn't take much thinking to know that similar situations, and even worse situations, had already happened to this person countless times.Even if other people's childhoods are unremarkable and boring, at least they are not filled with endless ridicule, oppression and even isolation.

As a great writer said: If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence.If the world is willing to give such a person a chance, who is willing to embark on a road of no return, maybe he will be a truly great person again!

On the contrary, the Penguin was a little hesitant, and finally couldn't help but ask: "After you know that I am... I used to be that kind of person, do you still think that I... am very powerful?"

"Good and bad are not completely opposite sides. Some good people always have nothing to do with themselves and hang on high, watching others struggling in the quagmire and getting deeper and deeper, and they are unwilling to extend a hand, while some bad people fight hard. I just want to fight for the equality and respect that I deserve from the world. Which one is better and which one is worse?" Ian's brows and eyes were cold, and his voice was slightly ironic.

"This is the first time...the first time someone told me...to say this." Penguin stammered, touched, satisfied, sour, all kinds of feelings rushed into his heart in an instant, and his eye sockets became hot with stimulation. "Mr. Ian, thank you, thank you..."

It feels so good to be understood, accepted, and treated kindly!He didn't feel that life was worth living until now.

"Just a little personal opinion—"

"No, Mr. Ian, from the first time I saw you, I knew that you are different from ordinary people, I know, I know..." Penguin's eyes were warm, his body trembled slightly, and he was as excited as a child. "Bring wine, no...no...juice? Why don't you come, be careful of me...ahem..." Looking at Ian's expression heartily, seeing that he just looked at me a little funny, lowering his eyes Said: "Let you see... I laughed."

The bartender respectfully came in with juices. There were more than a dozen kinds. Ian took a glass of orange juice, and Penguin naturally followed suit.

"Mr. Yi, please allow me to serve you a glass of fruit juice instead of wine."

"I wish Bingshan Restaurant a prosperous business."

Ian just took a sip, but Penguin drank it all in one gulp. For the first time, he felt that the sour orange juice tasted better than the most expensive wine.

"Continued Cup!"

"..." Is the villain so easy to fool?It is true that Ian spoke the truth, but this guy is too easily moved. In the end, Ian can only attribute it to the fact that the villains are probably a group that lacks love and praise, but he feels that this trip is worthwhile.

"Mr. Copperpot, I am here today because of an unkind request."

"I don't care what you say, as long as it is your order, Coppert will go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire."

"That's not necessary." Ian said with a smile, why does he prefer to get along with villains!

"A bit about you and Batman...a little hiccup."

"You know that dead... ahem... Batman?"

"It's not considered acquaintance. It's just that the company's upcoming game has the character of Batman. If he has been boycotted like this, it may affect the progress of the game's release. to bother you."

"It's just that the current situation is beyond my control." The Penguin did not lie, he just vented his anger at the beginning.It's just that I didn't expect that Dead Bat's character is too bad, and there are too many people who want to bring him down...

"As long as you stop worrying about it, you don't need to worry about the rest."

"Actually... I didn't actually do anything..." Penguin was awkward, thinking of what he did, he couldn't help but feel guilty. "Just call and order, it's not worth it for you to go there yourself."

Although he couldn't continue to watch good shows, Penguin was also very angry, and it was his favorite person who came to lobby, of course everything was easy to talk about.

"Why, don't you welcome me to Bingshan Restaurant?" Ian intentionally felt a little disappointed.

"No, no, how come, I didn't mean that, I...you..." Every cell of the penguin was at a loss, trying to explain but found that his mouth was as stupid as clockwork, and his chubby face panicked. Thin layer of sweat.

With a slight shrug of his shoulders, Ian suppressed a smile and said: "Mr. Colbert's kindness is always touching, so I would like to thank you for your generosity and generosity for the beneficiaries of the future charity fund."

"Don't say that, don't say that..." I'm so embarrassed!Penguin looked back and realized that it was just a little joke.If it had a tail, it would have turned into a small fan by now.

"When the game is officially released, I will arrange for someone to give you a set of holographic helmets. If you don't mind, I hope there are also characters about you in the game."

"No problem, just use it." Penguin waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't close anymore.

Ian, who had achieved his goal, looked at the time and bid farewell at the right time.

"I'll send someone to drive you."

"Then I'll trouble you!" Ian has never minded accepting other people's kindness, and sometimes it is hurtful to refuse too much.

"No trouble, no trouble."

Penguin personally sent Ian to the car, and told his subordinates to see Ian get home safely before returning. If a hair fell out in the middle, he would choose one for his hands and feet.

Four burly men drove a low-key car not too far behind the silver Bentley, and couldn't help but race in their minds: Except for the age and appearance of the boss, tonight's show is very similar to "The Gangster Loves" Come on me".

The Penguin stood at the door of the restaurant until he couldn't see the silver and was reluctant to leave, feeling very happy and happy.Mr. Ian just knows how to chat. Look at what he said tonight, whether you listen to it directly or backwards, it is very pleasant to your ears.

Hmph, stinky bat, let me let you go for Mr. Ian's sake, if it really becomes a dead bat, wouldn't Mr. Ian be sad.

"Bring me a bucket of ice cream, no, two buckets." The Penguin sat down on the large leather sofa with his belly upright.

The subordinates came over with two buckets of ice cream larger than human faces, and Penguin happily held one scoop on the left and one scoop on the right in his arms.Batman on the roof was speechless for a while, he finally knew what was in Penguin's belly.

"Go and inform the female editor-in-chief of the "Gotham Daily" and say...well...I want to see her tomorrow morning and ask her to wait...wait in the office." The penguin filled his mouth with ice cream and said vaguely Command your subordinates.

Hee hee, I must let Mr. Ian see how magnanimous and tolerant I am, much more noble than that narrow-minded stinky bat.

Batman can't help but start to wonder, what's the deal between him and Penguin for so many years!He had so much free time that he got entangled time and time again with this guy who couldn't find Bei with a few words.In the final analysis, it was because of an incident in the past that he had been holding back from being cruel to Penguin, and then this guy jumped up and down again and again.

Several times, Batman thought that Penguin was going to die because of black and white, but every time he was able to make a high-energy reversal. Even if he fell into the quagmire again, he was able to stand up again, surprisingly tenacious.

So, Penguin, why did you, who hadn’t become a Penguin, sneak to Teacher Ian’s grave and cry heart-rendingly?

Little Bruce, who had been hiding behind a tree in the rain for more than two hours, thought: So there is still one person in this world who shed tears for Teacher Ian's death.So Bruce, who became Batman, never wanted this man to die too soon!

Bruce, who originally just wanted to confirm that Ian got home safely, never expected to hear such a conversation.Ian, you are still duplicity, the corners of your exposed lips are lightly raised, and you no longer have the usual coldness.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Ian returned to the apartment. After retirement, he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyelids open. After a simple wash, he plunged into the soft blanket.

Early the next morning, Steve, carrying two large bags, rang the doorbell. Even though he knew the password of the apartment, he still did not forget to ring the bell every time.It was Xiao Ai who opened the door.

"Morning, Uncle Steve!" Xiao Ai made way for Steve to come in.

"Good morning, little love!" Steve touched his head as usual, "Where's your father?"

"Father hasn't gotten up yet." Xiao Ai lowered her voice, but in fact, there was basically no movement downstairs.

"Did you stay up late last night?" Thinking that Ian likes to sleep in, Steve came late on purpose, and it was almost ten o'clock now.

"Well... Dad doesn't come back until two o'clock in the morning."

Steve, who was restocking the refrigerator in the kitchen, paused.

"Does Xiao Ai know where Dad went yesterday?"

"Go to an uncle's house in Gotham for dinner." Xiao Ai sold Ian without any burden in her heart.

Steve knew who it was without asking again, and the veins on his hands became more pronounced.With a glance, he noticed that there was an extra black coat on the sofa. It seemed that the size was not what Ian could wear. Thinking of the guy's figure, he was even more sure.

"Did someone bring dad back this morning?" Steve took out a bottle of ice water and filled half of it to try to calm down his anger.

"No, Dad came back alone, but he has an extra piece of clothing and a big box of desserts." Little Aizhi talked endlessly.

"Xiao Ai, Uncle Steve wants to discuss something with you." Steve sat down on the sofa, and there was still a strange smell of perfume on the coat, which made Steve want to throw the clothes into the trash.

"what is the matter?"

"Can Xiaoai guarantee that this is a secret between the two of us, won't you tell your father?"

"Why can't you tell Dad?" Xiao Ai blinked her big eyes in confusion.

"Because Xiao Ai wants to quietly protect Dad from being hurt by bad guys together with uncle."

"Are there a lot of bad guys out there?"

"Does Xiao Ai remember the last time she was almost snatched by a green guy?"

"Of course I remember, that guy is broken." Xiao Aixin felt lingering fear.

"There are also bad people outside who want to take Dad away."

"But how does Xiao Ai know who are good people and which are bad people?"

"Xiao Ai can tell Uncle Steve, Uncle knows."

"Yeah, Xiao Ai understands, Xiao Ai will definitely protect Dad with Uncle Steve." Xiao Ai clenched her fist, and her desire to protect instantly exploded.

"After that, if any strangers come to the house, Xiao Ai must tell Uncle Steve in time."

"Yeah, Xiao Ai also knows that this is a little secret between Xiao Ai and Uncle Steve."

"Xiao Ai is so smart!" Steve patted Xiao Ai's head appreciatively.

Ian, I'm sorry, even if one day I don't know myself anymore, I can't stop chasing you.