[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

The next day, Gotham City, a bar on the site of Black Mask.

"No, boss, what does this mean?" Jeremiah Arkham asked the family leader Black Mask in a panic.

Originally, everything was reasonable and smooth. He secretly wooed the forces in the family, and he expected to succeed in rebelling in one fell swoop this time, replacing Black Mask as the head of the family.

Today is a regular meeting of the family, to discuss and report on the development of the family on the surface, but actually he plans to get rid of the boss as soon as the meeting is over.His killer is already in ambush outside.

He can already foresee the beautiful life in the future, and he can't help laughing.

But the meeting hadn't even started, or even arrived, when a group of black-masked cronies walked in with guns.

It's nothing to get here, Black Mask often shows off his power in front of his subordinates like this.

The development in the next second is not normal.

The guns of more than a dozen subordinates were all aimed at Arkham.

Did the news get out?No, it's impossible, he ensured the loyalty of each accomplice, everyone is a grasshopper on the same line.The civilians who overheard his plan because of the stupidity of those subordinates, and the idiot subordinates were killed by him, who else?

In the dining room opposite the bar, Leo quietly showed a ghostly smile, and put the washed dishes into the cabinet.

The plate is cracked.

Leo's expression also cracked.

In the next second, he calmed down his expression as if nothing had happened.

"Little boy, there is something wrong on the other side, let's get off work today." The boss entered the kitchen and said to him.

"Okay, Mr. Weir," Leo replied, "I suggest you close the door for a fortnight."

The forces here will continue to be turbulent for a while.

"...You can calm down," the boss glanced at the opposite side, and a dozen corpses were dragged out there in a short while, "Satisfied now?"

This brat gets bigger and bigger every time.

"Satisfied, I plan to resign. In addition," Leo pointed to Arkham's body that was thrown out, "he has an unknown small vault. The card and password are inside the refrigerator, and I gave it to you."

"...you are scary."

"I'm awesome." Leo tilted his head and announced.

If it weren't for the stove being on fire every day, the boss might believe it.

What kind of grudge do you have against my stove!

"Okay, you are amazing. Don't harm my kitchen again, little ancestor."

Everything is developing step by step.

It didn't take much effort.Leo thought, this is not difficult to arrange.

I don't know if it's because people's general standards are too low or he is too good, but Leo can crush and arrange most people.

Now, the enemy has already been led by dogs, and there is still a killer.

Leo wasn't going to arrange for the killer directly behind the scenes.He wants to do a test.

He left the restaurant and went to the street, throwing the symbolic wages given by the boss to a waif on the street who was short of money.

Batman is investigating information on the kid Leo Miller he met last night.

That child made him feel a bit like someone he had met before.Lal Miller, the silent woman Batman met when he traveled to Asia.She is not human, she feels too wonderful, and her every move is very rigorous.

Lal doesn't like physical contact with humans, the only contact is Gao Gao kisses him after watching him for a while.After a brief touch, the usually deadpan Lal laughed and told him in her unique way of communicating that she had his genes.

Combining the child's age with the dog tag that Lal was holding in the surveillance video, Batman deduced a possibility that terrified him.

Lal belongs to a species that counts as bonding just by kissing, and she gave birth to Leo before she left.

She also threw the child carelessly.

Just throw it away.

No, not sure yet!He doesn't necessarily like to be a father!

He had to go find the kid for verification.

Leo returns to the orphanage.

"I'm not coming back," he said to the old woman.

"You've paid for your accommodation for 16 years," said the old woman, "and I'm not going to spit it out."

"Then treat it as accommodation for other people who don't have enough money."

Games are all about causal loops and the like.Even in the real world, this should make sense.

According to his experience, saying this sentence will be very artistic, very free and easy, and very attractive to human beings.

Attracting human affection was all he ever needed.

Not anymore.

But Leo doesn't mind helping other people when he can.He is handsome for the sake of being handsome.

"Sometimes I'm really not sure if you're too stupid or too smart," the old woman hugged him gently. "Go ahead and do it, Leo."

"Of course I'm smart and awesome!" Leo announced loudly and earnestly.

"Good good."

"...not sincere enough." Leo pressed aggrievedly in a low voice.

"You are the best, brat."

……

It took a lot of effort for William to escape from the pursuit of Black Mask's men.

It doesn't mean that he is so powerful that he can escape, and he is a poor mercenary who is reduced to being a mercenary for an ordinary gang leader.

To say that his only specialty is judging the situation and slipping away first when the atmosphere is not right.Fortunately, he was not the main target of the gang, and he was able to escape after throwing off a few pursuers.

Did it really slip away?

His brown hair was wet with sweat, and he looked around panting in a dark alley.

This is the alley where Leo found the idol yesterday.

Creepers, long-closed taverns, trash cans.

William was unarmed.

It's not difficult if Leo really wants to arrange him, but...

"Ulla!" The child wrapped in a black cloth suddenly lifted the lid of the trash can from the inside and stood up.

Your little cutie suddenly appears!

He was standing in the dumpster, pointing the loaded gun straight at William.

The stray cat that was lying on its stomach on the top of the garbage bin let out a loud cry and ran away quickly.

William swallowed nervously, and raised his hands tremblingly in front of the black muzzle of the gun.

There was too much distance between them now, and he couldn't kill the brat before he shot him.But the other party didn't shoot immediately, he still had a way to survive, as long as he found a way to deceive this faceless brat.

"Tell me the list of people you killed at the end of last year, killer," Leo said, waving the gun in his hand, "Don't say you don't know."

He squeezed the trigger menacingly.

The kid's question was unexpected, and William couldn't react for a moment, losing the opportunity to take the initiative in the conversation.

Fortunately, he does remember the people he killed.

William reported a list of names, including Alisa, but not Jack.

All right.Leo thought that at least Jack hadn't been killed by this killer. He might still be alive, and he might have died at the hands of other killers.

William stood opposite Leo, dripping with sweat.

"Who are you?" William asked.

"Dumpster fighters," Leo said, "no, guns are long-range. Mage? Lancers? Forget it, just fighters."

He's standing in the dumpster right now anyway.

While Leo was talking aimlessly, the gun was still pointed at William, and the trigger might be pulled at any time.

This free-wheeling and chaotic style is a bit like the clown that everyone in Gotham fears, and Leo is sure that doing so will make the other party feel guilty.

William couldn't find anything else to say in his fear.

Leo was still talking blindly to himself, and the muzzle of the gun shook slightly, making the killer freeze in place and dare not move.

Leo was testing himself.

He didn't have to kill the executor, he just wanted to know what he thought.

If it's Alisa, Jack, Fran, Batman... none of them will shoot.

Will Leo himself?

After thinking for a while, he pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

He fired, hitting William in the left shoulder.

William screamed and knelt down clutching his shoulders in pain. After the recoil recovered, the smoking muzzle was still pointed at him.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He would beat people in anger, but he would definitely not kill.

This is enough.

Leo threw the gun over the killer with a flick of his hand.

The gun fell to the ground with a clatter.

William picked up the gun in a cold sweat, not sure what Leo was thinking.The child's face was hidden under the fabric and nothing could be seen.

"Now, shoot me," Leo said.

He moved around inside the dumpster, making sure the gun was pointed at his head.

This is the last experiment.

Leo gripped the dog tag hanging around his neck.That was the only thing his mother left him. After the player was proved to be non-existent, the only one who could save him from the sky was his mother who didn't know where.

This will force her out if she is there.

"What?" William exclaimed in surprise. Is this kid sick?

Leo thought it through.

There are two outcomes, first, his mother comes down from the sky to save him, and second, there is never any redemption, he just dies.

Is his mother watching him?

He didn't want to wait any longer, he wanted answers.

There was nothing to lose anyway.

He has also experienced enough life and found enough fun in this world.

"Do it." Leo ordered.

William clenched the trigger, ready to squeeze.

Leo looked up at the sky, and sure enough, there was no picture of his mother stepping on the auspicious clouds and descending from the sky.

There is no radiant woman, but——

his idol.

The dark Batman stood on the roof of the nearby building, and a bat dart that was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen flew over quickly, and William's gun was shot down.

Batman swooped down and knocked down the already injured mercenary neatly in two or three hits.

Leo was stunned, he hoped that time would freeze at this moment.

Dim, barely-sighted light, creepers, bars, dumpsters, Batman.

In the most desperate moment, when it was confirmed that his mother would not appear, Batman saved him.

Wow, idols are awesome.he thinks.

He is likely to be sent to some welfare institution by Batman.It didn't matter, someone was watching him and would save him, someone was.

That's enough, it's all he wants.

Leo finally laughed.

He will live and stop playing with his own life.He'll continue to enjoy life, even if it's just by himself.

Batman: Alone?Don't even think about it :)

The vigilante approached slowly: "What are you doing?"

"A test," Leo looked up at him excitedly. "You're amazing!"

Batman: "..."

Batman is carrying the faint lights of the street in the distance. He is tall, with a black cape and pointed ears on the top of his head, making him extremely intimidating.Leo was completely out of his shadow.

"I'm serious!" The cloth on Leo's face slipped a little, he was still smiling, looked into Batman's eyes, gesticulated with his hands, and said in a brisk tone, "Super, super—awesome!"

Let's call those two white lenses eyes, they are quite cute in Leo's eyes.

Others might be afraid of Batman, but Leo wasn't.

"Leo Miller," Batman said.

"It's true." Leo, whose name was called, climbed up the pole, "Can you give me a bat dart?"

No, you were planning to commit suicide just now, how can you really give you a lethal weapon?

"Don't even think about it," said the throat cancer voice.

Leo: I'm so angry, I want a figure.

He snorted, and hammered the big bat on the chest as if venting his anger.

Batman saw that he didn't have any traps on his hands, so he simply stood there still, to see what kind of moths this kid could make.

Leo: ... so hard, my hand hurts.

He held his hand distressedly and stopped talking.

Batman: "..."

Isn't this stupid?

The vigilante took out William's mobile phone on the ground and called the sheriff he knew, then bowed his head and said to Leo, "Come with me."

Batman investigated the child just now, and the old administrator of the orphanage said that the child was sent there by a black-haired woman after birth, and according to the appearance description, it was very likely to be Lal.Leo could very well be his child.

Listening to Ah Fu's tone of voice in the communicator, he seems very satisfied with the fact that Batman may become a father on Father's Day night.

Heh, damn Father's Day.

But he can't let this cub be outside, so he is completely irresponsible, right?

And Zai Zai's experience gave him a headache.

You have to take it home and raise it yourself.

Batman turned and walked towards the Batmobile outside the alley, his cape drawing a sharp arc in the air.The child behind him flipped out of the trash can briskly and trotted a few steps to keep up.

Batman gets in the car and sits in the driver's seat.He believed Leo could climb into the car without help.

As expected, Leo took one look at the structure of the Batmobile and stepped forward to climb.

After taking a step, he stopped again.

He seemed to be thinking about it, and after about two or three seconds, Leo made a decision and tore off the cloth covering himself.The dirty cloth stuck to the dustbin was thrown on the ground, revealing his clean and worn clothes.

Batman couldn't help but get even more headaches when he looked at those blue eyes that were similar to his own, now shining brightly.

Leo did this before moving on.He lightly supported the outer edge of the Batmobile, climbed in lightly and fell into the passenger seat, without making a sound in the middle.

Batman silently raised his opinion of the kid.It is rare to see a child who can act so quickly, decisively and quietly. If he is left alone, he may be taken away by some organization and trained as a killer.

Never will.He won't let this happen.

Then he started to think about Leo's act of tearing off the fabric earlier.The child was unexpectedly considerate and did not increase the workload of car washing for Ah Fu.

"It seems that the young master is more sensible than you, Master Bruce." Ah Fu's voice sounded at the right time.

Oh, sure enough.

Family status -1

Batman closed the roof above the cab and continued to watch Leo.

The sitting posture is very standard, the upper body is straight, the hand is holding the chair to avoid slipping out, the whole person is not moving, except that the eyes are slowly moving to observe the furnishings in the car.The time the eyes stay on each decoration is very restrained, full of Lal's careful and coordinated style.

He couldn't help but want to play tricks on Leo.

"Seat belts," Batman said in a husky voice.

Leo turned his head to look at the inner wall of the car, where the seat belt of the car was, but there was nothing there.He looked around again, but found nothing resembling a seat belt.

By the way, does the Batmobile have such a civilian thing as a seat belt?

Leo looked at Batman silently.

It took a lot of willpower not to stare at Batman's pointy ears.

Batman reached out and poked a button on the control panel, and two straps extended from the seat, automatically securing Leo.

Then you just made me look for a seat belt like a wretch!

Leo didn't speak, he stared at Batman angrily with puffed cheeks.

He saw that Batman was a little guilty.

"It's not a good example to bully the young master." Ah Fu condemned in the communicator.

Batman: "..."

He coughed uncomfortably, started the engine and drove off.

Leo felt he had to find something to say to his idol.Opportunities to get in touch like this are rare.

"Are you my mother?" Leo asked suddenly.

He still had a sliver of hope.

Batman: ?

You ask if a man is your mother?

He almost turned the steering wheel aside.

"...No." Batman replied in a low voice.

Leo's brain circuits also need to be examined.thought Batman.

"Then do you know where she is?"

"Do not."

"Does she bring her own holy light?"

"Do not."

"Does she have white wings and descend from the sky in white clothes?"

"Do not."

What a strange creature the child had imagined the "mother" to be!

"Can I drive for a while?"

This is an idol's car!

"Do not."

"Oh, then will you send me to the orphanage?"

"will not."

It doesn't matter to Leo, anywhere else is fine.

"Did you come just for me?" Leo asked another question.

He can also guess the answer.

"……Um."

Leo:?

This, this, this...!

Idols come just for him!so excited!

"Thank you, Bat," Leo happily announced, throwing his hands over his head in a celebratory gesture, "I love you so much!"

Batman: "..."

This kid is a bit mentally retarded and a bit unwanted.

Leo still couldn't help it, and stretched out his claws to Batman's pointed ears with difficulty under the restraint of the seat belt.

Batman moved away silently.

Leo gave up regretfully.There should be another chance in the future.

It would never have occurred to him that the so-called future opportunity was long in the future.

He began to wonder if there was anything else he could ask.

Batman: "..."

He just wanted to get there quickly and put the kid off the car, and stop asking inexplicable questions.

The questions Leo could ask weren't annoying, but they were also weird.

Was he frightened stupid by his life-and-death experience before?

It is said that this cub who can commit suicide also needs to be corrected, alas.

The Batmobile parked at the gate of the Wayne Manor on the outskirts, and Leo could see the high fence and internal gardening landscape of the manor.

The place where the car was parked turned out to be the rich man's manor.

"Get out of the car, someone will come to pick you up," Batman said.

Leo got out of the car as promised and stood at the gate of Wayne Manor.The Batmobile slammed the door behind him without delay, like he was busy getting rid of some ghost or going to change clothes.

Soon after, a handsome and sexy man and a man dressed as an attendant walked out of the manor house.Leo could recognize Gotham baby Bruce Wayne and his butler Alfred.

Leo would think a long time later that many things would be so much easier if his father hadn't been so dramatic.

Although he himself is quite good at acting.

But he believes that they are different!

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No, you are all dramatists.

PS:

Thank you Northern Wolves, Sugar, Ichiba Hagi, Jason.todd for mine!

Thank you for the grenade!

Thank you Bazooka for Graffiti Notes!

PSS:

In the evening, what, there may or may not be, just let it be _(:з」∠)_