Dressed as a night owl, I choose to quit [DC]

Alfred knew very early on that little Master Thomas Wayne was different from other children.

In the beginning, he didn't know how to cover up, and he didn't need to cover up.The name the Waynes inherited and the old house protected anyone who lived in it, whether he was a criminal or a born madman.During the short childhood of Master Thomas, Alfred thought that he was observing the universe from a perspective that others could not imagine. Therefore, Master Thomas felt the fear that ordinary people could not understand.

Alfred couldn't figure out more.

When little Thomas realized that he was different, like a wolf cub walking into the wilderness for the first time, he began to learn to be vigilant and cover up, including his parents and brothers.Master Bruce had a good relationship with Master Thomas, which was not a good thing—at least not in Alfred's opinion.This rare positive relationship created a tragedy:

In Crime Alley, Master Thomas personally killed the only person he cared about.

Years of fear of the anomalous made him point his gun at the Waynes, and Bruce rushed to stand in front of his parents at the last moment.The gunshot rang out, and for the first and last time Alfred saw Master Thomas completely out of control.

From that day on, he put on the owl mask and became a silent martyr in the name of night owl.This tragedy defeated him and made him, just as fear made him weak at first, and in the far future made him far beyond ordinary hard.

The relationship between him and Alfred that truly established mutual trust began with this transaction.The butler is used to standing behind him and handling the shady work for him. The only problem is that the difference Thomas Wayne showed when he was young has not completely disappeared until now.The nostalgia he often expresses for Master Bruce is more like a fantasy, a kind of sustenance.The two of them spent such a short time together, and Bruce's life came to an abrupt end, which gave Thomas more room for imagination.

He allowed his memory to create his ideal brother, and in doing so, kept the shell going.

The housekeeper sometimes sees him maintaining a cruel reason that goes against human nature, struggling precariously between his own heart and the real world, and even feels a little compassion: "Don't you want to try a more relaxed way of life? master?"

"I thought about it."

When he asked, Ye Xiao answered him briefly.

"But thought is more stubborn than time."

——Until now, Alfred doesn't know what kind of appearance human beings should live in in the eyes of that child back then.

**

When Chaoba came to Wayne Manor, Alfred met him.They had known each other for a long time, but it was the first time they met face to face.The two looked at each other through the iron bars at the gate, and Carl came forward to ask the teacher with his fists clenched, with a very ugly expression on his face.

Alfred couldn't help but think that Master Thomas Jr.'s decision-making in dealing with matters related to Speedmaster is also very interesting.

They discussed this issue for a while, and Ye Xiao answered ambiguously: "I'm thinking about making an attempt."

"What's your point of view?"

"Humanity can be shaped, Alfred. Carl was sent to Earth as a baby, and his adoptive parents, the Kent couple, a pair of robbers, were threatened by him and had to adopt him and give him a human identity. They mutually Abomination, Karl finally buried them with his own hands when he was seven years old."

"I regret that."

"It's okay. The problem is that he lacks teaching - about the basics of human nature: learning to be afraid, and a small amount of empathy."

This is an unfamiliar topic, and Mr. Steward didn’t think it was very surprising: “Interesting conclusion, Kryptonians are indeed a special sample.” This is what Speedmaster and Master Thomas have in common, he thought, they will never meet their own Like, "Do you think you can do this?"

"No." Ye Xiao replied, "I'm just talking casually, Alfred..."

"Life is boring enough."

The above is not a formal conversation.

The reason why Alfred turned it out of his mind was entirely because the Speedmaster really looked different from what others said.

But still not easy to get along with.

"Master is missing?" The old butler raised half of his eyebrows under the stern gaze of the Kryptonian. "I think he should still be alive, otherwise he would at least leave a suicide note before leaving."

Carl snarled at him, "You're his servant! Tell me where he'll be!"

"I don't know." Alfred said lightly, "He never told anyone the real secret, including me."

"You—" Carl reached out and grabbed his collar, looking down at him from a height, "Ye Xiao left a warning before he disappeared, so that no one else could tamper with his city."

"I see. But it looks like you're just dismissing his parting message."

Carl said gloomyly: "If he dies, there is no need to keep Gotham, I will take over here. As for you, you should know what happens to useless people."

He let go of his hand expressionlessly.

Alfred raised his hand to straighten his collar.

After a while, the steward said: "Then let me ask, why are you so eager to find him?" He looked at the Kryptonian, "If he is dead, it will be more beneficial to you."

Carl tensed his body and looked at Alfred.

The hands of the watch were ticking, and the latter looked at his slightly red eyes, then looked down at the time, and said, "Okay, I see. I will find him."

"It's 'we' who will find him."

Karl replied.

"He has to come back."

**

The first thing I did when I crawled out of the trash can was to find the right direction to run.

When I fell from the sky just now, after rational analysis, there are two possibilities for the parallel universe I am in now.First of all, this is a world where there is no super-premium reverse at all. Wearing a fancy dress, I will either be turned away and sent to a mental hospital, or I will be treated as a pickled Two-dimensional patient and make the headlines of the morning newspaper tomorrow.

But since this is Gotham City, I tend to be in the comic world.Then comes the second, more serious question - I fell from the sky without warning, and must have been discovered by the superheroes here.

I don't know anything about the world now, it's embarrassing to be published in the newspaper, and being arrested at the beginning is not only embarrassing but also life-threatening.Unfamiliar environment and unfamiliar enemies, of course, you should be careful and run first.

But my reasonable plan died in the trash.

It's hard to describe the situation. In short, I found out that there was another person in the trash can after I fell in.

……

No, why is there someone in the trash can?Is the trash can a feng shui treasure?Even if it is placed in Gotham, it is not reasonable!

I didn't have time to think too much, or even check to see if the guy was alive or dead.Just as I grabbed the edge of the trash can with one hand and began to hope that this was some unlucky guy who died in a gang fight and was dumped, my neighbor, who had just been lifeless, suddenly attacked.

His fist came from a tricky angle, and the space in the trash can was limited and he couldn't stretch it out. I barely caught it with the armor on my arm and felt it, making sure that it wouldn't kill me if it hit me at the fatal point.But I don't know whether it was because he was injured and lacked strength or deliberately kept his hands, so he could only passively defend while looking for opportunities to counterattack.After a while, I caught the gap where he was slow due to the injury, raised my hand and twisted his neck and rolled backwards vigorously, while his leg was stuck around my waist, and we both lifted the cover and rolled out together. .

As mentioned earlier, Gotham is a rare sunny day today.

The temperature of the sun is just right, neither too hot nor too cold, and it shines brightly on this small alley dedicated to storing garbage.I wrestled with my unfriendly co-tenant, and the surrounding area was in a mess. Only then did I realize that he was wearing a black uniform with dark red blood stains, a tattered cloak behind him, a mask on his face, and a mask on his head. Opposite pointed ears.

I avoid calling him by a name everyone knows, but he does look exactly like I remember Batman.

……

It is also impossible for him to be in cosplay, unless the cos Batman has to restore the high level of force value these days.

At this moment I still have a dagger in my boot.Although I don't use guns much, I don't lack the tools to assemble this deadly weapon.I keep a number of gadgets in my belt that can take my opponent away in an instant.

Batman is injured, and if I try my best, the outcome is uncertain.

I don't have to run away.

He leaned slightly and stood in front of me, breathing heavily from his nose and mouth, blood was still flowing down his trouser legs, and at some point between the fingers of his right hand he caught three bat darts and threw them at me.They draw a beautiful arc, reflecting a harsh metallic luster in the sun.I subconsciously closed my eyes, ignored this superhero who was at the end of his strength, turned around and jumped out of the alley to escape the attack.

I started running according to the original plan.

If he had a correct judgment on the current situation, he probably wouldn't have single-handedly pursued him.

During this process, I used my brain that was impacted by the world view to think, and discovered my cognitive blind spots all the time.

I never connected Batman with parallel universes.

Although I always say that I have traveled to American comics, but because I have never seen familiar characters, it is better to say that "American comics" are just teasing, and I feel that I have come to American comics with a more American style (and I dare to play DC settings). different world.

For me, the city I live in and the people I meet are real and alive.

10 minutes ago, my impression of Batman was a cardboard man.

After 10 minutes, the paper figure turned out to be myself.

Break the stereotype of thinking and think again, if Batman lives in Gotham in the parallel universe, who is behind his mask?

——Among the ancient Gothic buildings, the Wayne Building is a rare modern building.It stands among the steel and iron bones of the city, like a mountain, like a towering flag, shining brightly in the sun.

I didn't think about it any further.

I heard the sound of the engine behind me.

Batman didn't want to give up, he drove after him.

And he has a companion.

My heart sank all the way, and I focused on thinking how much it would cost me to get out today.

The author has something to say:

Batman: Because he can't kill, he's tied up.

Ye Xiao: Because he didn't want to do anything to Batman, he tied his hands and feet.

Batman: How to catch people?

Night Owl: How much does it cost to get out?

↑Imagine each other as scary and dangerous.

感谢在2021-06-2102:47:24~2021-06-2303:50:28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 cast the rocket launcher: 1 arctic night;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 3 magicians from the super high school;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: pigeon score: 0 points 3; super high school magician 2; cubic battery?, devil rain, Arkham little patient, Chunyi Laolai, Nini and Ertong can have both , 1 false allowance;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：北极夜60瓶；唐无夜50瓶；超级高校的魔术师、隐身的阿飘25瓶；卡面来打击犯罪20瓶；和昏12瓶；顾筠、鸽打分：0分、伏冕、N一梦似华、罗非鱼e10瓶；柯克_朗斯通6瓶；索隆小迷妹2瓶；破碎的茶杯1瓶；

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