I'm the villain in Gotham

Bruce asked, "How many days will you be in Gotham this time?"

"Five days." Zatanna said: "We will perform in Gotham for five days, and then we will go to the Metropolis next door and stay there for half a month."

"Why did you stay in Metropolis for so long?" Bruce wanted to change Gotham and Metropolis, but he didn't say it.

"Because the people in the metropolis are very enthusiastic." Zatanna said without hesitation: "They can provide enough tickets, which is income."

"My dad has a lot of money, too," Bruce said.

"But that's different, Bruce." Zatanna chuckled: "Actually, Gotham and Metropolis are not far away, you can ask Alfred to drive you there to play with me."

Bruce looked down at his toes for a while, and finally couldn't help but say, "I can invite you to stay at Wayne's house for a few more days."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Bruce." Zatanna felt a little guilty: "Although it's fun to stay in Gotham and play with you, I still prefer to play with my dad. You know, I can watch it all over the country one look."

"It's okay." Bruce said, the expression on his face was obviously depressed: "I envy you."

"You're just too young now." Zatanna comforted him: "When you are more than ten years old, Uncle Thomas will definitely allow you to go out to play, and then we can perform with my dad together, but then I should be able to go on stage by then, and you can sit in the audience and watch me."

Bruce was amused by her: "I'll remember to send you flowers every show."

"Hmm~" Zatanna held her face with one hand and thought for a while, then sat up straight suddenly: "Hey, how about we go to the backstage tomorrow, you must have not been to the backstage, right? There are many magic props there, I I can show you what I will, ah, and your tutor, the three of us together."

"Can you?" Bruce hesitated a little: "Will we cause trouble?"

"Trust me," Zatanna assured, smacking her chest, "We'll be there in the afternoon, the show doesn't start until the evening."

While Lotkea was thinking about a plan to deal with the potential threat posed by Falcone and the Maroni family, there was a knock on the door of the room.

He stood up unexpectedly and opened the door: "Ah Fu? I don't think I need a thicker quilt... Oh." He stared at Bruce and Zatanna for a moment, then backed away: "You guys Why are you here? Please come in."

Zatanna said: "I guess I'm not kicked out for being in a single men's bedroom at this time?"

"Of course not." Lotkeya shook his head dumbfoundingly, and brought chairs for them: "What do you drink? I'll go downstairs to get it."

"No, we'll be leaving in a moment." Zatanna said, "Lotkea, can I call you that? You can call me by my name too."

"Of course. Yes, Zatanna." Lotkea said politely.

Bruce asked, "Lotkea, we want to go backstage at the theater tomorrow afternoon, do you want to come with me?"

"Of course no problem." He agreed, and then thought of something: "Have you talked to Mr. Wayne and Mr. Zatara about this?"

Bruce and Zatanna looked up at him, smiling at the same time.

"...Okay, you didn't." Lotkea sighed, and found that the expressions of Bruce and Zatanna looking at him had not changed, so his tone turned upward, "Not only did you not, you also Want me to talk?"

"Because there was no one backstage at that time." Zatanna said distressedly: "My dad should be fine, it's Uncle Thomas."

"My dad wouldn't let Zatanna and I go out alone," Bruce said, "but you'll be fine, right?"

Seeing Bruce's shining blue eyes mixed with prayer, excitement and anticipation, Lotkea immediately abandoned the principle: "No problem, leave it to me."

God, he thought, who could resist such a milky Bruce?

What's more, he originally, never refused any request from his master.

"But I have to go and tell them tomorrow morning that it's too late."

"No problem." Zatanna said with a smile: "Then please."

He went to Thomas and Zaatara the next morning, and the fathers agreed without much thought.

"I guess it must be Xiao Zha's idea," Zaatara said with a smile: "She was afraid that Thomas would disagree, so she asked you to tell us."

You really know her, Lotkea thought, and guessed right.

"I think it's okay." Thomas thought for a while and said, "I'm relieved to have you go with them, as long as you promise to come back before six in the afternoon. By the way, can you drive?"

"I would," Lotkea said, "but I don't have a driver's license."

"It's okay, the police officers in Gotham won't take care of my car." Thomas said, thinking about helping Lotkea get all the documents in two days - he is still a black man now.

"Just as long as you keep them safe," Thomas finally said gently.

Lotkea nodded: "I will definitely."

Anyway, it was afternoon, and it wasn't a dangerous night. Lotkea didn't feel any pressure at all, even though he was a little weaker than ordinary people now.This is not the era of super villains walking all over the streets. The gangsters in Gotham are usually only active at night, and everyone is healthy and normal during the day.

After a short nap, Lotkea drove Bruce and Zatanna out of Wayne Manor.

In the theater, Thomas and Zatara should have already greeted them. Their car was released as soon as it stopped, and the three of them came to the backstage of the theater without any hindrance.

There was no one here, Lotkea turned on the lights, all the facilities stayed on the ground quietly, the sound of their walking echoed in the empty surroundings.

"It's so big here." Bruce said in surprise as he looked around as he walked.

"Yeah, your Gotham Theater is quite big. Our props can be spread out and don't need to be stacked up. This saves a lot of trouble for the prop assistants." Zatanna said, and took a prop from the side. The props came over: "Do you want to watch the magic analysis? It's quite interesting."

"Tell us about magic tricks?" Bruce's eyes widened. "Isn't that a little bad?"

"It's okay, I believe you won't spread it." Zatanna blinked at Bruce and Lotkea: "Want to see it?"

"Of course." Bruce and Lotkea said together.

So Zatanna then showed them pulling a ribbon from a single playing card, making a top hat burst into a shiny plastic firework, passing a coin through a table, and conjuring a loaf of bread from the palm of her hand (it was still very fluffy) , both Lotkea and Bruce took a sip) and so on.

Wow, her level of magic is really good, Lotkea thought, she has never used magic from beginning to end, Zatara taught her so well.

Zatanna also showed them some large magic props. Bruce leaned on the magic box that cut the human body and looked in: "It has a built-in mechanism inside, so that's how it is."

Lotkea also took a few glances. Since he was summoned to this world, he has become interested in human technology that is completely different from the magic system, and has learned a lot of knowledge, which is enough for him to get several doctorates. up.So he discovered its principle after just a glance, and explained it in a simple way that Bruce can understand now.

He just told him like he usually lectured to Bruce in Wayne Manor, but Zatanna expressed his objection.

"Wow." Zatanna looked at him with a very strange look: "Bruce, your tutor knows a lot. Are you willing to be just a tutor, Lotkea?"

"I am very satisfied with this, Zatanna." Lotkea said calmly, meeting her eyes.

"Yes, he is my teacher, and he will be in the future." Bruce walked over from the magic box, stood in front of Lotkea, and looked at Zatanna seriously: "I don't care about his previous identity."

This was almost a warning, and Zatanna chose to back down under the eyes of her good friend.She just had a hunch that Lotkea was unusual, but since Bruce insisted, she didn't bother to ask.Her age prevented her from realizing the deeper problems, the dangerous and provocative ones.

"Don't get too excited, Bruce, I'm just curious," Zatanna said, and then she looked at Lotkea. "Sorry, Lotkea."

"...No, it's okay, Zatanna, I don't care." Lotkea smiled at her, but the other two could see that he was out of his mind: "I just... I don't want to Hiding my past, I just..."

He tightened his beautiful lower lip, looking a little fragile.

"It's okay, Lotkea." Bruce grabbed his hand: "Dad has a lot of things to hide from me, Afu has a lot of things to hide from me, the whole Wayne Manor has things to hide from me, I don't care about you Everyone should have a secret about keeping something from me."

Lotkea looked at Bruce's trusting gaze, and silently clenched his hand.

He knew what Bruce was thinking, he must be like Thomas, thinking that he was betrayed by his own family, his own loved ones, that it kept him from connecting with people he knew before, that he couldn't go home, and that he didn't want to talk about himself past.

But only Lotkea knew that was not the case.

"I..." After a long silence, he said in a low voice: "...you will know all this, I promise."

"Then I'll wait for you to tell me."

Lotkea was silent and did not speak.

"Hey, are you finished chatting?" Zatanna flashed out from behind a one-person-high magic box: "After chatting, shall we continue to visit?"

"Yes, Zatanna." Lotkea sorted out her emotions and smiled softly at her: "Thank you."

"No need." Zatanna put one hand on her hip and turned around first: "Let's go."

So the atmosphere quickly changed back to the way it was just now.The two seven-year-olds are big-hearted, and even Bruce, who is more mature and sensitive, has shown indifference because he is used to the adults' concealment and trust in Lotkea.Only Lotkea, who was following beside him, had mixed feelings in his heart, which was extremely complicated.

He thought of Batman's scrutiny at him, of how the Batcave had always been half-closed to him, of him growling at him "Get out of my mind—"

He wasn't going to think about it any further.

Zatanna was introducing to Bruce the prop box for escape magic in front of him.

Bruce looked at the densely packed chains and locks inside: "Is this also an organ?"

"There are a few, but most are real locks. We rely on pick/lock tricks to open them," Zatanna said.

"Wow," Bruce said, "So you're a master lockpicker too?"

"I don't count." Zatanna said with a smile: "I can only open some simple small locks now, and my father is an expert in this field."

"That's pretty interesting." Bruce nodded in affirmation.

Suddenly, at this time that no one expected, there was an explosion sound outside the theater, and even the backstage they were in was shaken rumblingly, a strong air flow whizzed past, and the door burst open in an instant , the hot gale blew the cheeks of the three people sorely.

Lotkea: ? ? ?

Someone really messed up?In this place, at this time? !

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Bruce: Everyone has secrets, I don't care what you don't tell me, I trust you

Lotkea: ...

Lotkea: If you think so in the future, I don’t need to wear it back, did you make it?

Lotkea: But I'm still touched by your straight ball, really

There is a version that Batman learns from Zatara for his opening/locking skills.

Is this a little easter egg?I don't know, anyway, there will definitely be a lot of easter eggs in this article, which belong to the kind that are discovered but are pleasantly surprised and do not affect the reading.

If there is an easter egg in the future, if I didn't say it, I will send a red envelope to the first little angel who finds it, eh! ,,