Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

Moses woke up to find that he had slept until the sun was up.

He sat on the edge of the bed and speculated calmly, thinking that he should be the last person to wake up in this house, so he threw the idea of ​​going to the Wayne Group to check in in the trash can, and cleaned himself up without any fluctuations in his heart. Going through Batman's to-do list in the bathroom.

First, Moses placed a tracker on Red Hood so he could keep an eye on the kid.On the one hand, it prevents him from being discovered by the gangsters, and on the other hand, it also prevents him from accidentally running into a dangerous area when Gotham is in troubled times.

Secondly, he picked up a seal with octopus tentacles yesterday, so he can try to restore it.

The third point is related to Nightwing. Moses felt that he had to think of a euphemistic wording, telling the other party that Richard John Grayson's vest was really easy to pick off, and there was still a long way to go if he wanted to avoid overturning in front of the super reverse. Way to go.

The fourth point is a veiled invitation from S.H.I.E.L.D.The system does not have a rigid rule that Batman must fight alone, but excluding personal preferences, Moses always feels that something is wrong—is there too much overlap between his and Iron Man's characters? ?Wouldn't it be strange if they really became comrades-in-arms?

Normally, there should be only one playboy and superhero on a set, right?

This thought continued until he tidied up and walked into the living room.

Wayne Manor has some unexpected guests.

Gotham Police Chief James Gordon was holding a newspaper in his hand and was sitting on a reclining chair in a diagonal corner, reading with his head down. The tall and straight black-haired woman sat on the couch directly opposite with Ye Yi.

Alfred is entertaining them, judging from the consumption of tea, the waiting time may have lasted for more than one or two hours.

The visitor is not good.

The timetable just arranged by Batman quickly turned into waste paper, but it is not uncommon for Moses to imagine the scene of being approached by the police, so his expression and movements are extremely calm and innocent: "Afu, good morning, How is this going?"

"It's already noon, Mr. Wayne," said a policeman calmly.

"I don't know, sir." Alfred's answer was also very correct, "Director Gordon must wait for you to arrive before discussing the business."

Batman's old acquaintance, Gordon quickly put the newspaper aside when he heard the words: "Sorry, I was a little obsessed with the news from the neighboring city just now-have you seen the news this morning, the media speculated that Oliver Quay from Star City Master En is probably the Green Arrow. He is facing the risk of being prosecuted by the police, and the court date is in the next few days."

Moses: "..." Boy, are you serious?Quinn Industries?Green Arrow?

——He was filled with the desire to complain for a moment, but he didn't know what to say.Batman's brain quickly recalled the details of the relationship between the two, and once again abandoned the rational analysis of personal emotions, it seemed that it was not impossible.Quinn was present at the party two months ago, and Green Arrow also appeared in New York by accident and for no reason. If this equation holds true, then many of Moses' confusions can be explained.

Star City is not the focus of his attention right now. These questions are on his list, but they are not ranked high. Now it seems that part of the mystery has been suddenly revealed.

But isn't that outrageous in terms of probability?Don't the plutocrats of this country have anything else to do?

In any case, the one-sided words of the media are not credible, and we still have to find an opportunity to investigate by ourselves.

"Can we talk over breakfast?" The young man sat down with a frivolous but not annoying smile, picked up the snacks on the coffee table, "Oliver Queen? I've seen him before, in Sta Ke's banquet. The two of us, Lex Luthor and Iron Man, had two glasses of wine together."

Dick, who was sitting next to the black-haired strange woman, showed a subtle expression of wanting to laugh when he heard this, and held back before others found out.

Gordon asked, "So you think he might be Arrow?"

"Honestly," Moses said sincerely, "I think Lex Luthor is the most vigilante of us."

"..."

The policeman behind Director Gordon seemed to dislike him, and snorted angrily: "I also think, where does the playboy get the consciousness to fight for justice?"

Another police officer next to him scolded him: "Okay, stop talking, Anthony."

"That's no chivalry." Moses looked at them with interest and shrugged. "It's just another form of crime."

After he finished speaking, the woman on the sofa frowned slightly, but the expressions of the most pale-faced police officers softened.

The atmosphere is not as confrontational as before.

"Could it be that you came to Wayne Manor early in the morning to tell me gossip about Star City? Of course, it's not that everyone is welcome, especially this beautiful lady." The handsome man with black hair and blue eyes looked at the black hair and black eyes The beautiful and fierce woman showed a sincere expression of admiration, "You make Aphrodite (the god of love and beauty in Greek mythology) feel ashamed."

It's a well-placed compliment without being offensive, somewhere between polite and warm.However, the person who was praised was startled, and the corners of his mouth turned up with a half-smile: "Thank you, Diana Prince. Nice to meet you, Mr. Bruce Wayne."

"We came to visit today for another matter." Gordon interjected, "A German smuggler in Star City was arrested. After he was caught, he confessed to some partners. Unfortunately, your name appeared on it, Wayne gentlemen."

Under the observation of several people, Bruce Wayne's surprise was unmistakable: "What? This is impossible!"

"We were also skeptical about this, so we invited Ms. Prince. She is one of the top cultural relic restorers in the industry, and happened to pass by Gotham recently for work reasons. If those forged and smuggled artworks and antiquities have nothing to do with you , we apologize for the offense."

"That's not necessary." The Gotham playboy said lazily, "I know you have your own rules and regulations, anyway, after checking that nothing is wrong?" gesture.

The policemen looked at each other.

Diana Prince, who had been silent all this time, stood up and asked, "Can I enter every room?"

Moses: "If you see fit."

Alfred followed her: "I'll show you the way. Please go this way for the collection room, Miss Prince."

There were only five people left in the living room.

Gordon looked around and landed on Dick: "Who is this?"

Dick, who had already taken off his mask, was about to speak when he heard Batman—Bruce Wayne speak:

"Richard Grayson. My adopted son."

Ye Yi exchanged a hidden look with him, as if asking, 'Why didn't I know you knew who I was? '

Moses folded his arms leisurely on the sofa and made a soothing gesture when others were not paying attention.

"...Your what?" Gordon repeated in surprise, "Adopted son? I don't remember seeing relevant registrations and reports."

"It's planned," Moses said, "and if you don't come, it's when it's done."

Mr. Director turned his head to look at Dick expressionlessly: "Is that so, Mr. Grayson? Just in case, I would like to add to ask, are you voluntary?"

You know, this is America, this is Gotham.Gordon had seen too many disgusting things under the guise of charity, and he couldn't be sure if this seemingly harmless son-in-law was part of the darkness.

Fortunately, things did not go in a bad direction.The young man looked like he thought he had been an ordinary family all his life but had just been told that he had won a lottery of [-] million yuan. A dreamy expression appeared on his face: "Are you kidding, Bruce?"

You changed your address and asked me if it was real.Moses said, "Of course, I—Alfred the butler has always had this idea."

Gordon's expression softened: "This is something worth celebrating. Gotham's media industry will probably be busy for a while."

Another cop joked: "Haven't they been living off the news with Wayne headlines?"

When Diana and the butler finished checking and temporarily confirmed that there was no problem, the whole Wayne Manor was filled with the atmosphere of family reunion, as if the gloom of Gotham had been isolated.

After the stranger left, the smile on Moses' face quickly faded.

His voice and Dick's question sounded almost simultaneously.

"Why would the German smugglers give my name? If someone ordered it, because Wayne is still Batman?"

"Bruce, when are we going to register with the adoption agency?"