[Zhongyingmei] After being mistaken for 108 times, I am with the master

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"This face... is it real or fake?"

In the past, only other people asked this question to Salander, but now he felt the emotions that others would feel when they saw him.

Originally, it started to slide when pressing the opponent's head, and stopped when it passed the opponent's face.The distance between the thumb and forefinger started to get closer, and then - he grabbed each other.

The force of this blow was not small, and Salander could see that the piece of skin tissue that was pulled by him had gradually begun to show a strange color.The hand pinching the opponent's skin was released in an instant, and then pulled the other symmetrical face.

Feeling the softness and elasticity of the skin under his hands, Salander was almost sure that this face was real.

After getting the answer, he tried to take his hand back, but the man who was still close at hand grabbed his wrist instead.

"Are you sure now?"

Mr. Wayne had a half-smile, his hair was messed up by Salander's previous touch, but he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.He observed the young man's expression, hoping to see the panic, guilty conscience or other things when the secret was broken on the spot.

In the past, he also caught some people pretending to be him. They all showed panic and swore to the sky that "I will never do this again."

But Salander didn't back down. The young man didn't look panicked at all, as if the true master in front of him was the fake one.

He gently shook his grasped wrist, hinting to the other party in the most polite way: it's time to let go.After that, Bruce Wayne did let him go.Oh, of course, the main reason is that he wants to see what the other party will do.

Salander slowly straightened his wrinkled collar with his free hands, trying to make himself more decent than Mr. Wayne next to him.

Then, he said, "The hair is pretty similar, and the style of clothes is comparable to mine... I guess it can only be considered barely."

Salander's tone was full of pickiness, as if the couture worn by Mr. Wayne in front of him were all fakes, while all the imitations on himself were couture.

So, is this going to continue pretending?Bruce Wayne raised his eyebrows, slightly disappointed with the young man's choice.

——This kind of futile struggle is nothing but self-deception now.

But the next moment, a soft white cloth covered his mouth and nose.

Relying on Batman's keenness, Bruce Wayne immediately smelled the strong smell of medicine coming from above, and skillfully held his breath.On the other hand, Salander leaned over as if he was afraid that he would escape, and fixed the white cloth tightly with his two arms.

Bruce Wayne stared at the other person's eyes for a few seconds, wondering if it was because of the astigmatism of the white cloth in front of him, that pair of peacock blue eyes showed a strange glaze texture.

In the end, he let go of his strength, closed his eyes, and consciously or unconsciously put the weight of his whole body on Salander's body.

Two hundred pounds was not a small weight for Salander, and he had to stagger a few steps to barely stabilize his figure.

Bruce Wayne's chin rested on his shoulder, and at this distance, he could clearly hear the other person's heartbeat.The frequency of that little thing was gradually slowing down, telling him a fact: the man beside him was indeed stunned.

With a soft snort, Salander rudely placed him in an inconspicuous corner of the room, because of the opponent's weight, large and small bumps were unavoidable.

Before leaving, he squatted down, finally grabbed the man's face heavily, and called out the name that both of them knew by heart——

"Bruce Wayne, huh? What a nasty bastard. You just stay here and help me survive Tony Stark's anger when he comes back."

After leaving the room, Salander went all the way to the main system room of Stark headquarters.Probably because of Ms. Pepper's previous instructions, most of the security procedures in the main control room gave him the green light.However, the more important parts still had to be operated by him himself.

After about 10 minutes, everything was handled properly, and the core files of the system began to unfold to him.Looking at the data that was flickering and jumping on the screen, and finally became a mess, Salander's previous conjecture was confirmed again—these problems were definitely not caused by the system's long-term lack of self-maintenance.

"It was a hacking attack, right?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, he looked towards the door, and saw the man who should never be here anyway.

"Bruce Wayne, how did you get out?!"

In order to safely leave the other party in Tony Stark's private workshop, Salander repeatedly checked the high-tech lock on the door several times to ensure that all the ways for the other party to come out were blocked.

This time, the man ignored his question, but quickly stood beside him and observed the situation of the main system with him, "If you don't respond quickly to the people on the other end of the computer, the entire headquarters will explode in 10 minutes."

"Of course I know." Seeing that the playboy, who was usually more casual than serious, became serious, Salander didn't quarrel with him, "Now you stand aside!"

"Hey, did you hear me?"

The young man knocked away by the man's broad shoulders subconsciously raised his voice, but Bruce Wayne turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, he has occupied an excellent position, directly opposite the screen, ready to work at any time.On the other hand, Salander fought against him desperately, using all his hands, feet and even teeth.

But Bruce Wayne still relied on his positional advantage to put his hands on the keyboard unswervingly - even if there was a bloody tooth mark on the side of one of his hands.With the input of characters one by one, the hacker battle officially begins.

As if knowing that there was no way to recover, Salander fell silent, and the hand that was pushing Bruce Wayne's shoulder was withdrawn from his side.

He seemed emotionally unstable. "You have no idea what that means."

"This is the real game of the evil fox monster. Maybe it didn't die at all, but just stayed in an unknown place to watch jokes. You are now participating in this hacker duel, which means you have agreed to join its game."

Since ancient times, the odds of this game are zero.

Speaking of the latter, Salander's voice became smaller and smaller, almost a murmur.

"I know."

The man who had been knocking and beating since just now finally took a moment to reply.His tone was flat, as if nothing could surprise him or move him.

"Ha, so you didn't let me save you on purpose?"

Salander raised the corner of his mouth with some difficulty. This forced smile made his whole expression look terribly weird, "Sure enough, he is not afraid of death."

save him?Bruce Wayne looked at this young man who looked similar to himself from the corner of his eye.

As the richest man in Gotham and a superhero, he is doing everything he can to save everyone who needs to be saved, whether it is day or night, overtly or secretly - through money, charitable foundations, or bloody violence.

And now, someone actually claimed to save him.

Bruce Wayne wouldn't be surprised if that person was Superman, or some other superhero who didn't expect anything in return.But the one who said this was the one who had been cheating on his own name, and tried to stun him and hand him over to Tony Stark.

——I have to say that this kind of experience is really both contradictory and novel.

"Come and help me stare at this string of data."

Salander replayed these words in his head over and over again, and in the end he was still not sure if he had auditory hallucinations, "What did you just say?"

Bruce Wayne, on the other hand, was stingy about repeating a sentence twice, and just continued to speak, with a strong tone almost commanding, "This string of data is very important to me. If there is any change, I have to adjust the defensive plan immediately."

"...Begging others like this usually doesn't get the desired effect."

"Really?" The man finally turned his head to him, "But I think you don't want to be burned to the sky with me and this building."

Salander was silent for a few seconds, and finally turned his attention to the place requested by the other party, muttering, "Indeed, no one wants to die with someone like you."

And Bruce Wayne responded by turning his head back.

Nobody knows if this counts as a deal until—

"The data has changed."

This is a very calm sentence, as if talking about everyday life.

And Bruce Wayne went too far, he didn't even bother to give a single-syllable word of affirmation, but he was making changes to the previous deployment smoothly.

Two people, if you say something and I change it, it can be regarded as a cooperative relationship.

But later, the speed of speech gradually failed to keep up with the speed of data changes.Bruce Wayne's last round of data has not been revised and perfected, and the data has been switched three or four times.

It's okay for this kind of thing to happen once or twice, but once there are too many, it will cause trouble.The data of the entire main system is too huge, even Bruce Wayne can't analyze the overall situation while dealing with all kinds of harassment.

——It has become inevitable to give up some things.

As a capitalist, Bruce Wayne could of course calculate which part to discard would cause the least loss.But even those things, however small, are a loss.In this case, the loss of any part could put them in an extremely dangerous situation.

When the man was struggling with this, a few fingers were added to the keyboard.They are extremely flexible, and they quickly took over the place Bruce Wayne planned to abandon without deliberately handing over.

"Take care of your overall situation, master hacker."

Salander put his hand into the gap between the opponent's arm and the keyboard. The arms of the two are crossed. As long as one of them moves slightly, there is a possibility of collision.

Bruce Wayne never seemed to share the keyboard with anyone else, and his movements were extremely unnatural.In fact, the same is true for Salander.

"At this time, don't dislike this or that. I haven't disliked you yet!" The young man with the same appearance raised his eyebrows, with impatience and... provocation in his tone, "I can't control the keyboard. Very precise, as long as you don't mess around, it won't affect you."

After saying this, as if he was afraid that the other party would reject him, he placed the last bargaining chip——

"Or, in fact, do you want to die with me?"

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感谢在2021-06-0623:23:23~2021-06-0720:51:40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 mine: Tim Drake 1;

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