I'm the villain in Gotham

"What's wrong this time?" Tony watched the model restart itself again, scratching his hair to close it.

"I think it's the node located here." Lotkea wrote and drew on the draft paper: "The value needs to be modified here."

Tony nodded, and was about to check with Lotkea again, when he suddenly heard a loud noise—it might be a loud noise outside, but because the laboratory they were in was well soundproofed, the sound was enough to arouse the vigilance of the two up.

Tony was still at a loss as to what happened: "What's going on?"

Lotkea has rushed out of the laboratory door: "Bruce!"

A burnt smell that I don't know how to describe came from the opened door. Tony's expression turned serious, and he followed Lotkea and rushed out.

Damn it, you didn't come to trouble his family, did you? !

Tony has always known that their family is not very peaceful - of course, Stark is synonymous with a weapon manufacturer, I don't know how many people want to take a bite of this piece of fat, or hate him for various reasons.As for the reason?A genius like Tony Stark can't be bothered to care what goes on in the minds of mediocre mortals.

But because of Howard's presence, these people still dare not do it blatantly.Even so, Howard has placed a large number of detection and defense attack devices around his house, which makes it very difficult -- no one ever -- to break through the defenses and enter his home.

If Bruce was implicated by him this time—

Tony's face inevitably darkened, revealing a little guilt.

The two followed the smell to the source of the sound—er, the kitchen? ——then rushed in without thinking too much: "Bruce, you're fine—"

The voices of Lotkea and Tony stopped abruptly.

The person they were caring for was standing in the middle of the kitchen at the moment, wearing an apron and holding a spoon in his hand. He looked over in embarrassment after hearing the sound.

Seeing that he wasn't being held hostage, and that there wasn't any terrorist attack happening here, Tony heaved a sigh of relief, and then he had the energy to observe what happened.

Then, Tony: "..."

Tony: "..."

Tony said, "Tell me you're not blowing up my house."

Bruce said calmly, "How could it be, Tony, why would I blow up your house?"

Because there's no place in the kitchen that's intact except for the floor you're standing on now.Tony thought calmly.

Cheese and ketchup were scattered on the floor, a pot with something unknown was dumped to the side, things that were so rotten that they could no longer be seen as vegetable leaves were hanging on the cabinet and ceiling, a grilled sausage—with his burnt Tony could probably tell that it was a sausage—stuck between the cracks in the cabinet door, God knows how it got there, and there was something yellow and sticky on the wall, and Tony refused to think about its prototype.

Lotkea remembered that when he first arrived at the Bat's house in the last timeline, everyone either implicitly or directly reminded him, or warned him, absolutely, absolutely not to let Bruce enter the kitchen.

This made Lotkaya, who later learned how much the Bat family liked "Brothers and Brothers Christine", feel very strange. What happened to make this group of newcomers (especially him not yet human) make a fool of themselves? The little birds told him so unitedly.

Looking at the mess in the room, Lotkea covered his eyes in a bit of collapse, thinking that now he seems to understand a little bit.

Alfred has always been doing the cleaning work in Wayne Manor!Who wants to see the top of the Batman's pyramid rage! !

For a moment, the three of them stared at each other, relatively speechless.

In the end, Bruce reluctantly spoke: "You may not believe it, but I just wanted to cook..."

"...Who do you want to serve the food you cook?" Tony asked coldly, "For the ceiling?"

The last three still ordered takeaway.

Fortunately, the small cake that Lotkea made at noon while Tony and Bruce were sleeping was transferred to the refrigerator in advance for storage, and now he survived.After eating strawberry cake, Tony finally calmed down after seeing the tragedy in the kitchen, and asked, "So what should the kitchen do?"

"It's so late, it's not too likely to call housekeeping." Bruce stuffed the cake into his mouth weakly: "Let me clean it up."

"I'm afraid you can't clean it up alone, Bruce." Lotkea has recovered her elegance and calmness: "I'll help you."

"Bruce, you are the culprit," Tony rolled his eyes: "You wait, I will get back with revenge."

"...Anyway, thanks for your help, Tony."

Even if the three of them worked together, it took them more than three hours to tidy up the kitchen. During this period, Lotkea had the idea of ​​"Is this the power of Bruce?!" more than once, and then he suppressed it again .

...He thinks it has something to do with the first time Bruce entered the kitchen. With his smartness, wait for the next time

It shouldn't have such consequences, right?

If any little bird stood here now, they would all sneer and tell him he was right.

It will be scarier next time, definitely.

When all this was over, Tony rubbed his waist, so tired that he couldn't even remember that he still had experiments to do, he just wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.

Bruce felt the same way as him, and was about to ask where Lotkea was, when he saw him come over with two cups of hot milk, and handed each of Bruce and Tony a cup: "Just now there was a call from the laboratory, and they appeared I have some questions, I have to go there immediately."

Bruce was stunned holding the cup: "Then when will you be back?"

"It's hard to say, things are a bit troublesome." Lotkea smiled at him: "I will as soon as possible."

"But you just finished a mess." Tony came over and said unhappy: "Tell them to do it tomorrow, just say I said it."

"Thank you, Tony." Lotkea said gently, "But the situation is quite sudden, I guess they can't wait too long." He saw Tony's hands crossed his chest, and his toes unconsciously tapped on the ground. Tony's one-sided grievances were wiped out, huh, for the sake of him taking care of himself.

He took his coat, picked up his document bag, said hello to the two people, and then opened the door and walked outside to the car that came to pick him up.

Bruce and Tony watch him get in the car and leave, then they both go back to sprawling on the couch."I almost forgot he was here for work," Tony said.

Bruce propped his arms sullenly: "I forgot too."

Tony said: "...It's good that he's not there, I guess no one will force me to drink milk tomorrow morning."

"…you just say so if you wish he'd come back tomorrow morning." Bruce gave him a sideways look.

The two looked at each other, turned their heads again, and sighed in unison, feeling very guilty about letting Lotkea go to work immediately after doing most of the work.

"...I said," after being silent for a while, Tony suddenly remembered something, turned to Bruce and said, "Since there are only the two of us at home now, do you want to consider getting something new?"

Bruce looked at him strangely: "What's new?"

Tony jumped off the sofa, went to the display cabinet to fiddle with it, and finally came back with a bottle of bourbon in his arms, and touched two glasses in the wine cabinet: "The old man's collection, I have been looking at it for a long time."

Bruce hesitated for a moment: "Uncle Howard's wine, is it okay for you to drink?"

"rest assured

, " Tony made a "reassuring" gesture to him: "He doesn't care about me.How about it, do you want to have a taste? "

"Uh..." Before Bruce could speak, Tony opened the wine neatly and stuffed one of the glasses into his hand: "Cheers?"

Bruce said helplessly, "Cheers."

The two clinked glasses and took a sip together."What do you think?" Tony asked.

"It's not bad." Bruce was embarrassed to say that he hadn't actually drank much, and took another sip: "It feels... quite mellow."

"Well, that's right." Tony nodded seriously: "Since you and I both drank, remember to cover me up when my dad asks."

Bruce: "..."

Bruce looked at the cup in his hand and then at Tony: "Didn't you say that your dad doesn't care about you???"

"Just in case, I said just in case." Seeing that Bruce had a sign of an explosion, Tony hurried to please him: "Look, I've wanted to drink it for a long time, and I just wanted to wait for you to be together so I couldn't hold back from touching it. Honest!"

Bruce: "..."

Bruce: I think you just want to take the blame with me!

He looked at the cup in his hand and took a big sip indignantly.Since you have to take the blame for everything, drink more!

Realizing that Bruce drank very fast, Tony feared that he would be too late to drink, so he desperately poured more into his glass.It didn't take long for a bottle of bourbon to bottom out under the pair's beef-chewing peonies.

It was too late when Bruce realized that the world was spinning in front of him.

Tony is also in a similar situation, the cup has long been thrown to nowhere.The two leaned against each other crookedly, and collapsed into a puddle of liquid on the sofa.

"...It's over." Bruce still had a little reason: "When your dad finds out... about this, he has to call...to find my dad and scold me."

"Come on." Tony's head slowly slid down from Bruce's shoulders, found a comfortable nest on his muscular thigh, and said after hearing the words, "He just doesn't care about me."

"……how is this possible."

"How is it impossible?" Tony closed his eyes and asked back: "He will only look for Captain America all over the world, and he doesn't even remember that there is a son waiting for him at home."

Tony felt that it must be the physical loss from labor and the side effects of the powerful alcohol, otherwise he would never have said this to anyone in a sober state, not even his best friend.

"...my dad doesn't love me, not at all."

The author has something to say: Tony woke up and remembered everything: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! (collapse)

What would two teenage boys do at home alone without grown-ups watching?Of course it's doing things that adults won't let you do. 23333

I went to play the closed beta of the head is too busy, the plot is so good, and the gameplay is also very good, I was attracted by Su Daochang's face, but in the end it was Boss Mensao who kept me!

Yep that's why I updated at this point (trying to be forgiven)

感谢在2020-06-1811:01:21~2020-06-1923:28:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Duanmu Muzi 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：艾伯莱18瓶；maaaaaaaaaap!10瓶；Loret5瓶；哪里有蝙蝠侠哪里有我3瓶；可卡可乐1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,