[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

The elves could sleep peacefully, and Oliver Queen, who found the two uninvited guests, couldn't be relieved at all. After returning to the base, he asked Felicity to start looking for news about Elrond and Thranduil.

However, after the Gotham incident, Bruce helped improve the information on Elrond, not to mention that the information on Thranduil was created by Batman, even Felicity, an IT expert, could not check this information Make any flaws.

Instead, their queries are fed back to the Batcave for the first time.

Clark's guess is not bad at all, Bruce Wayne certainly has first-hand knowledge of Green Arrow and Flash.

In fact, when the news of these two city guardians appeared, the computers in the Batcave had their own folders, one for each of them.Not long ago, there was Clark Kent beside those two folders, but so far, apart from Clark's ability, there is nothing useful in it.

It's not because Clark has too many secrets, but because Clark has no secrets at all in front of Bruce, whether it's super speed, super strength, super vision, super hearing... etc., as long as Clark has the ability, he will be in front of him without any scruples. Show them all in front of Bruce.

"I'm not his close friend." Bruce couldn't help but say something after Clark flew back to school.

The reason for this exclamation is that after the topic of Clark's superpowers is over, the conversation turns around and turns into college food far inferior to Alfred's craft (Bruce: It goes without saying !), and Clark finds his roommate in the same dorm a bit strange-a topic that should not exist in the Batcave on a daily basis.

"I think Master Clark will be a great friend." Alfred continued from the side, still respectful.

"...Batman doesn't need friends."

"I think Master Clark will be a great partner." Alfred immediately changed his words in a polite manner.

"Batman doesn't need a partner." Bruce stared at Clark's folder in the computer with a bad expression—when did he record what this guy likes to eat? !There's even a Kansas farm secret recipe!

—Because there is nothing else to record besides this.

"You have the final say." Alfred tidied up the tableware by himself.

When Master Clark came to the Batcave, Master Bruce could even eat as ordered, and the old housekeeper expressed his relief.

"Don't let that guy in next time." The current owner of Wayne's house said.

"As long as you say 'Get out, aliens are not welcome in the Batcave!' in front of Master Clark's eyes, I think Master Clark will be very interested." Alfred said in a nonchalant tone talking.

"..."

—Alfred, you know perfectly well that I can't do this!

Bruce suddenly felt that it was quite troublesome to have an elder who watched you grow up by his side.

His butler knew full well that he couldn't possibly say that to Clark.In the conversation with Clark, the young man in the small town has always been as bright and dazzling as the sun, but if there is any haze under the sun, it is about the mystery of his life experience and the loneliness that does not belong to human beings.

Clark has always wanted to seek approval, and he hopes to find a home on Earth-Bruce will never use this topic to stab Clark, after he understands the softness, strength and kindness of this alien.

No matter how much he didn't want to admit it - after they were already friends.

It has to be said that if Clark appeared beside him in a more powerful and mature form instead of such a posture, Bruce Wayne would definitely be able to say the word "scroll" very neatly.

It's a pity that the other party is not only an honest young man who has just entered college, but also the godson of Alfred and his parents' old friends for many years-the fate changed direction quietly.

"Master Clark and Mr. Elrond are very similar." Alfred said suddenly, "Mr. Elrond and Mr. Thomas are very good friends, and I think the two of you will become very good friends."

Looking at Bruce, whose back was turned to him and started typing in front of the computer, the old housekeeper showed a sly smile.

——What kind of meal will you prepare when Master Clark comes next time?

So Bruce Wayne, who was sunk by the old butler, could only watch Clark continue to appear in the Batcave.

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"Their information is very ordinary, I can't find anything else."

"That can only show that they are more troublesome than expected." Oliver Queen frowned. The more ordinary and normal information, the more unreal it was to those two people, because they were clearly not ordinary.

"Wait!" Felicity yelled suddenly, "No no no no no! This is a feedback program, and our query behavior has been fed back somewhere!"

"Who did it?"

"I can't find it, I really, really don't want to say that, but—the other party is better than me."

Before they want to force a power down, a sign quickly appears on the computer screen.

It's impossible for anyone who knows Gotham to ignore this sign.

It was a black bat.

"Is this thing what I imagined?" Barry couldn't help but look at the computer screen, but soon he didn't need to do so, because the surrounding screens were quickly occupied by the shadow of black bats.

Oliver frowned.

He thought he and Barry were thinking of the same person.

——The earliest hero, after him, no one dared to use the bat as a symbol, whether it was out of admiration or fear.

He is the Dark Knight of Gotham.

"Master Bruce, please forgive me for being dim-sighted. Are you hacking into the computer system of Team Green Arrow?" Alfred watched Batman flying his fingers on the computer, commands flying one by one on the big screen, almost Dazzling eyes.

He was not surprised by this result, after all, he was the human being who knew Bruce Wayne best on the planet.

——When did Master Bruce reach out to Star City?

——The answer, of course, is when there was a Green Arrow in Star City.

Alfred is only veiled in expressing his disapproval through rhetorical questions.

But Batman is obviously better at pretending to be deaf and dumb.

In just a moment of effort, the opponent's computer was fully captured, although they encountered a higher level of confrontation than expected.

The hacker on Arrow's team is not average.

— but not yet his opponent.

"Bruce, I received a reply from the godfather—what are you doing?" Clark turned into a shadow and flew into the Batcave. He looked at the computer with a strange expression on his face, "Is this the Green Arrow and the Flash?"

Bruce felt like he would never understand why an almost omnipotent alien like Clark would look surprised when he saw the other heroes - didn't this guy know that he was the strongest of them all?

——no, wait...

"You received their message?" Bruce frowned. Although he had received the message himself, Clark didn't get the Batcave device just to be on the safe side. If he wanted to hear the message, he could reach Wayne Manor within three seconds. .

"Well, the news from Alpha." Clark didn't hide anything from Bruce, "The godfather thinks you probably won't like this method of communication."

The words and scenes that sounded directly in his mind were not really to his liking for Bruce, who is extremely private, but it has to be said that Batman's curiosity and desire for knowledge (control) can overcome everything.

As if he understood Bruce's expression, Clark nodded: "I see, next time I will tell the godfather to let him send you a message in this way, so that he can hear the voice of the godfather and see the picture in memory at the same time. .”

Batman, who wanted to refute, remained silent when he heard the second half of the sentence.

——This is a very important step for magic research!

But Bruce, who was easily seen through his mind, was very upset, so he ignored Clark and started negotiating with the Green Arrow team.

Sometimes even Alfred didn't know why Master Clark could read exactly what Master Bruce was thinking on Batman's, working, expressionless face.

But it was the best thing for the old butler.

It's just that the young master's negotiating partner may feel a little bit wronged today.

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Elrond knew he was dreaming.

He walked straight forward, with Thranduil beside him, and his destination was ahead, but he hoped that this routine would never come to an end.

His heart was heavy, his brows and eyes were gloomy, no matter how carefully he hid them, the blond Sindar, who watched him carefully all the time, still found out.

"Elrond...what's the matter with you?" Thranduil's voice suddenly became tense, in a way that the prince of the Great Green Forest shouldn't have.

He stopped and stroked Thranduil's side face lightly, a calm voice came from his heart.

——You have to do it, for him, for yourself.

—this is not the whole of Thranduil, for the real Sindarin must take their own responsibilities, rather than fix their sights on a single elf and disregard everything else in the world.

"Thranduil."

He smiled softly, letting go of his last affection.

"No matter what the future holds, I will not regret it."

"I just want you to remember that I love you."

At the end of the road is the place for the sealing ceremony that has been prepared long ago.

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Posted N times, is Jinjiang so twitching today...