I'm the villain in Gotham

The Justice League has just been established, and there are bound to be many problems among members. Even if they are not in their own territory now, Batman still resists the desire/desire to let these people go to his newly built headquarters to discuss. Answered one by one with temper.

"Usually, the alliance needs one or two people on duty. The system on the satellite will report the events on the earth to the computer, and then the computer will filter out the tasks that need us to dispatch."

"...wait, satellite? We still have a satellite???"

Superman raised his hand.

Batman looked at him: "What."

Superman said: "I would like to nominate another member, although he is not here now, can you?"

Batman asked, "Who?"

Superman said: "Nightcrow, we have known each other for a long time, and I think he is also a good fit for our team."

Several other people nodded one after another.

"I could ask him," Batman said, "but don't get your hopes up."

"I think so," the Martian Manhunter nodded. "Night Crow has always been used to being alone. The X-Men must have tried to recruit him, but he is still a single hero now."

They discussed some issues again, until after five o'clock in the afternoon, a series of issues were initially resolved, and then Batman announced the end of the meeting.

Most of the people left the Stark Tower quickly, and the Flash and Green Lantern hit it off after discussing quietly, and decided to stay in the building for a meal before leaving. I believe Stark would not mind this little thing.

Batman was also planning to leave directly, but when he was about to reach the elevator, he ran into Tony who had just returned.He finally signed a lot of waste papers that needed to be signed, so that the angry little pepper calmed down a little, and then hurriedly ran back to the floor that belonged to the Avengers, saving himself from being caught by the little pepper after a while. In meetings that can also be successfully completed.

Seeing Batman, Tony raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to leave now? I feel like I forgot something and didn't say anything?"

When he mentioned this, Batman remembered that during the meeting just now, he said that he wanted to share the source of information with Tony.It just so happened that everyone was about to leave now, and there were only the two of them left in the empty space. Batman nodded slightly: "You know, Gotham is a very chaotic place."

"Of course," Tony said with a puzzled expression, "I guess I... knew about it one, two, three, four, five years ago."

"That's why there are a lot of informants who make their homes there," Batman ignored Tony's quip: "Most of them hide in the depths of pubs or nightclubs, introduced by acquaintances, and it's hard to meet them without connections."

"It means that I can't use it at all, I can only rely on you, right." Tony rolled his eyes: "Cunning, it's the same as not saying it."

Batman looked at him helplessly.

"Okay, I will remember to look for you when I need information." Tony quickly accepted the reality and shrugged: "By the way, you don't plan to be a middleman to make the difference, do you?"

Batman: "..."

Batman: "Be serious. And I don't need to pay for information."

"Huh? Why?"

Batman's voice became colder by two degrees: "I'll hit them until they say it."

Tony: "..."

Tony: "Hahahahaha!"

He didn't expect his friend to have this attitude when facing criminals: "Really? Do you beat people every time? What if they can't bear to move from Gotham?"

"No," Batman said calmly, "Every time I need it, only one out of ten intelligence dealers will be found by me, and the rest can still do their business well."

"...I think it's more appropriate to use the word "worried." Tony muttered something in a low voice, and then he finally became serious: "Okay, let's get down to business, you don't plan to just walk away, do you?"

Batman looked slightly puzzled.

"Hey, please," Tony was desperate for his friend's EQ: "Lotkea just experienced a war between planets, and you didn't plan to visit him?!"

Only then did Batman realize that Tony was now talking to "Bruce Wayne" instead of "Batman".

In fact, strictly speaking, they have already met and had a meeting together.But... yes, Tony was right, he should check it out.Ye Crow left in a hurry just now, and before he left, he glanced at Sol. It is not difficult to imagine what he was going to do. It is hard to say whether he has returned to Gotham.

Realizing this, Batman nodded, and rarely said sincerely while wearing this skin: "Thank you."

Tony raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome?"

He watched Batman rushing towards the elevator, while he turned around and walked towards the lounge, preparing to meet his teammates for a drink and something to eat, and then after more than an hour, he laughed at Bruce who came in a hurry.

But I didn't expect it at all. Less than 10 minutes later, Jar's voice sounded in the lounge: "Sir, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Pennyworth are outside the door. Your authorization is required to enter and exit here."

Tony almost spits out the bite of pizza he just swallowed.

...Why is he so fast and still with Ah Fu? ? ?

He wiped his mouth, still a little unbelievable: "Well...call them, come in."

The elevator made a "ding" sound, and then Bruce, who had changed from a black "formal suit" to a black formal suit, strode in, followed by Alfred, who was wearing a butler uniform and kept himself neat and tidy Germany.

"Hi, Tony," Bruce greeted him, nodded to the superheroes standing or sitting behind him, and asked urgently, "Where's Lotkea?"

Tony secretly complained that his acting skills were too real: "...Jar will take you there, but he fell asleep just now, so he probably didn't receive your call—hey, Jar, is Lotkea awake? "

"Yes, sir." The smart housekeeper's voice sounded at the right time: "Mr. Darke has woken up, and is now..."

"OK," Tony didn't let Jar continue, and gestured to Bruce: "Come on, you two have a good chat, and then... I really hope I can see the results."

Bruce patted him on the shoulder: "Thanks, Tony."

Tony looked at his back as he was striding away, and then turned his gaze to Alfred who was standing aside: "Hey, Fu, long time no see, let's go get something to eat? I guess you must be hungry."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Stark," Alfred gave him a polite smile: "Let's go."

When the two came to the empty kitchen, Tony asked, "How did you come here so fast?"

"Oh, it's mainly because of me." The old butler's expression was normal: "I think the young master might need a normal identity to be able to appear in New York, so after seeing the situation in New York on TV, I got in the car and set off. Until The lockdown of all of New York just ended a while ago, allowing me to drive in."

"Ha, it's really timely. Bruce should be lucky to have a housekeeper like you, oh, of course, and me, otherwise I'm afraid he will never think of what to do next with his brain." Tony didn't forget to mock his friend with low EQ. : "I think we should stop thinking about him for now, do you want to have a drink? My treat."

"No, thank you, Mr. Stark," Alfred refused with a smile: "I have to drive the young master back later."

……

Lotkea woke up from a drowsy sleep. The souls of dark creatures are much tougher and stronger than ordinary humans. Although it was only a few hours, it was enough for him to recover from the excessive use of mental power before. eight.

He rubbed his forehead, sat up from the bed, and then saw a figure sitting beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing him looking over, Spider-Man waved to him, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, and asked in a very small voice: "Mr. Duck, are you feeling alright?"

Lotkea was amused: "Yes, Peter, I'm fine." He looked around and realized that this was his room in Stark Tower, so he asked, "You brought me here?" This? Thanks."

"No, no, it's not me." Finding that he was fine, the little spider was very happy, and his voice became louder, and then he quickly denied: "It may be Mr. Stark, or someone else, anyway, waiting for me to come over By then, you were already lying on the bed."

"Oh." Lotkeia responded, and later realized that Peter was still wearing a mask: "Aren't you going to take it off? It doesn't look very comfortable."

It was not a formal uniform, it looked like fabric cut from ordinary clothes, Lotkea was afraid that he would not be able to breathe well if he covered it for a long time.

Spider-Man: "Well... I was afraid someone would come in suddenly, so..."

"It's okay," Lotkeya said softly, while lifting the quilt and standing up from the bed: "Except for me and Tony, everyone else has to knock on the door if they want to come in. You can take it off without worry."

"Huh, that's great." Peter pulled off the hood, and he could see that his face was covered with sweat, and sniffed in disgust: "Well, it smells like Flash hasn't washed it in a week. Smelly socks."

Lotkea stepped on the soft slippers and laughed when he heard the words: "Hey, Peter, have you eaten yet?" He noticed that a long time had passed: "You won't just sit here and watch Me?"

"Uh...yes," Peter scratched his face: "Mr. Stark said you need care, but I think this is just an excuse for him not to want me to participate in their conversation."

But he's been sitting here for hours, Lotkea thought, before reaching out to stroke Peter's curly hair: "Are you hungry, would you like something to eat?"

"Can you?" Peter's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he seemed really hungry: "What's there?"

"We have to check the refrigerator." Lotkeya walked outside, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head: "By the way, have you reported to your family that you are safe?"

"Yes, I said it." Peter nodded quickly: "I also told Aunt May and Uncle Ben that I am temporarily staying with my friend and will go back when the road is clear. They are now waiting for the government to send a car to take them back. New York, you know, Mr. Nightcrow sent a lot of people to the suburbs."

"That's good." Lotkea turned back and opened the refrigerator door: "Let me see... well, there seems to be nothing left, how about we eat pasta?"

Peter is almost hungry now, even a cowhide sole can be stuffed in. Hearing this, he immediately raised his arms: "Okay!"