I'm the villain in Gotham

Bruce asked: "Lotkea, I'm going to watch Zorro with my parents tomorrow night, do you want to come with me?"

For a moment, Lotkea thought of the photo of the Wayne couple with Bruce in the living room, the clock code to open the Batcave, and the roses that Batman placed every year on the alleyway of Crime Alley.

These mixed memories are all superimposed on Bruce's still young face, without those two bullets, and without the pearl necklace scattered all over the place.

No blood, no tears, no sleepless nights of tossing and turning, eaten by regret and guilt.

Lotkea looked at Bruce's still innocent face, and gave him a soft and gentle smile for a while: "I'm going to prepare a birthday present for you, Bruce, I'm afraid I can't go with you."

"Oh." Bruce was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up: "What are you going to give me this time? Let me guess...Tony gave me a new problem two days ago, no Does it have something to do with this?"

"The surprise will be the moment the gift is opened, and it's meaningless to tell it now." Lotkea blinked at him: "And it's a pity, your guess is completely wrong."

"...well," Bruce said, "you're making me more and more curious."

He drank the milk and went to bed at Alfred's urging without too much entanglement.Alfred said goodnight to him, shut the lights and the door of the room, and went to Thomas' study.

He is entertaining a guest here.

"You guessed it right, Mr. Wayne." Jim Gordon was sitting on the sofa opposite Thomas.He was a little younger than Thomas, and very handsome, with a strong face and eyes of integrity that the rotten Gotham police lacked.The police uniform on his body was wrinkled, as if he had just escaped from a tedious job, and there was a faint smell of bad coffee.

"The ones who died were all famous nobles in Gotham, and everyone's family has a history of hundreds of years in Gotham—it can be said that they are all native Gotham people." Gordon said: "But the strange thing is , we hardly ever get a call from the police. They don’t say anything about missing members of the family, it’s like there’s no one in the family.”

"With the funds and secret support you provided, I... met some people and got a lot of evidence." Gordon said, with sweat on his face: "You may think that what I said is a lie , or I'm lying, in fact I feel..."

"It's okay, Jim." Thomas gently stopped Gordon's self-doubt: "I have great confidence in your ability and character, which is why I secretly appointed you to help me find out this case." No one pursued it, and even the family members of the victim secretly put pressure on the police station. The case was closed long ago, and only Gordon, with his support, continued to pursue the investigation.

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Wayne." Gordon's expression did not relax because of Thomas' comfort: "My conclusion is..."

"Sorry, wait a second, Jim, let me guess." Thomas interrupted him.He was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "You think these dead people are related to the Owl Court, right?"

Gordon raised his head suddenly, shocked and in disbelief, his lips twitched: "...Yes, Mr. Wayne, that's exactly what I think."

"Thank you, Jim." The expression on Thomas' face was very complicated: "You confirmed my guess for me."

"What, you already knew?" Gordon was very surprised: "I thought you, like me before, didn't believe in the legend of the court of owls?"

"But the truth is that it's not just a legend." Thomas nodded. "That's right, I've known about the existence of the Court of Owls for a long time."

Gordon seemed to be full of doubts to ask, but Thomas didn't intend to explain too much, and asked instead: "Then your guess, what is the reason for their death?"

Gordon had to swallow the question that was about to blurt out, and replied: "I don't know."

"According to the traces at the scene, the dead big shots were running away at first, and they even had a stampede; after that, for some reason, they began to go outside together—but we haven't found that 'outside' yet, it's like a mass of air, No trace left. And with all the madness—as crazy as we can imagine—no one wanted to open the door or jump out of the window. Oh, I'm not saying that no one wanted to touch the door or the window, A lot of people died there, but the doors and windows were closed and there were no scratches, as if something isolated them that we couldn't detect."

Gordon shook his head and smiled wryly: "I've been a policeman for so many years, and I've never seen such a weird situation. If you insist on asking me to come to a conclusion, I'm afraid only magic can do it."

magic.

Thomas caught the word calmly.

Could it be that man?After he taught the criminals a lesson and saved Bruce and the others at the Gotham Theater, now he's at the Court of Owls?

After sending Gordon away, Alfred returned to the study. Seeing that Thomas was still in deep thought, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you really think that gentleman did the killing of the Owl Court?"

"I don't know, Ah Fu." Thomas said honestly: "If it wasn't for him, I don't know who else could do this; but if it was really him, then I really can't figure out why he did it .”

"But no matter what, everything he did helped me more or less. If I can see him, I will definitely thank him." Thomas finally came to a conclusion, shaking his head with a wry smile: "Wei The grievances between the En family and the Owl Court have been going on for too long, and I have always attached great importance to Bruce's safety, because I am afraid that he will be killed by the killers sent by the court like my grandparents."

"The current situation is a good thing for us."

Tonight, Thomas inevitably tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night.

Unaware of the complexities his father had on his mind, Bruce was looking forward to his birthday the next day.

And this eight-year-old birthday is destined to be different from others.

It's not like in previous years, Bruce was only accompanied by the Wayne couple and Alfred, no matter how vibrant and colorful Alfred decorated the manor, it couldn't hide the embarrassment of only four people in such a big manor.

This year, the family not only added a permanent resident, Lotkea, but Tony, who lives in New York, also drove over early in the morning and brought a gift he prepared - a set of Captain America limited collection cards with glitter on the surface , the kind that looks bulingbuling at a glance.

It was neatly packed in a suede hardcover collection book, fully showing Tony's pride and vanity as a super fan of Captain America.

"...Thank you, Tony." Holding the collection book, Bruce said solemnly, "I will definitely treasure it."

"It's okay, brother." Tony said it was no big deal, and the non-existent tail behind him almost went up into the sky: "I still have a lot at home, you can visit my collection room to your heart's content - but if you Dare to break the one I gave you, and it will be over between us." He finally threatened with a dark voice.

Bruce subconsciously hugged the collection book a little tighter.

Tony had lunch at Wayne Manor, and in the afternoon he had to be driven home by a driver who had been ordered by Howard—Howard was really worried about the safety of Gotham at night, even though its crime rate seemed to have dropped a little recently.

In the evening, everyone gathered together to sing birthday songs to Bruce. Bruce sat in the middle, wearing a little birthday hat, and blew out the candles on the cake after making a wish in his heart.

"Hurry up, Bruce, baby." After eating, Martha urged in a warm voice: "We're leaving."

Thomas had already put on his coat, and beside him Bruce was fixing the laces on his boots.

Then he stood up, took Thomas and Martha by the arm, turned around and said cheerfully to Alfred and Lotkea, "Goodbye!"

The housekeeper smiled and waved to him: "Goodbye, young master, have fun."

Lotkea was also smiling: "Goodbye, Bruce."

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I didn't write where I wanted to write orz, then the next chapter

And, every time I think of the Bruce family being happy during the day, at night... tsk

DC dogs are real dogs

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