You have to cosplay even if you die!

The sea breeze in Gotham Harbor can’t blow away the mist that accumulates in the sky, and the skylight tries hard to emerge from the gap, flashing and flickering, but it becomes a part of the neon lights that are added to the slowly lit neon lights near the evening. background.

Two figures, one big and one small, dragged two suitcases of subtly suitable size, and walked out slowly from the express lane of the airport.

"The plane was delayed for so long, my god, I finally managed to go to the hotel to put my luggage down..."

Sunglasses slantingly found their place among the winding red hair, and Perinoa's face could not hide the fatigue.He rubbed his face to cheer up, probably adding blood to his skin.

"I will absolutely never leave the bed tonight!"

Xi Weier yawned, and ran ahead lazily, urging his sister to hurry up. A taxi was driven by the wind, and soon stopped in front of the two of them.

"Don't open the door of the hotel room at night if anyone knocks, remember?"

"Well, don't be curious if you knock on the door at night and don't respond to the noise outside."

The uncle who can drive a taxi grinned when he heard the conversation, his curly beard trembled slightly because of the opening and closing of his lips, his old but energetic expression was lifelike, and the timing of joining the conversation was just right.

"That's right, did you two come to Gotham for tourism? It seems that our city's publicity is well done—whether the depiction of her "special" aspect can always draw a horror comic, Or Detective Comics?"

"Crime City - Sorry, I..."

"It's okay, it's okay, you're right." The driver uncle laughed at himself, "Such a reminder can at least reduce the probability of possible accidents for those who are in awe."

Xi Weier shrugged: "It's like sister, you always lie to me that you won't grow taller if you don't eat, white lie? BTW I found it in the book myself, drinking milk can make me grow taller than you high."

The taxi was not driving fast on the guidance route of the airport. Even after chatting for so long, they hadn't passed the road section where the airport allowed vehicles to go up and down.

The driver slowly steered the steering wheel with one hand, and Perinoya was still leisurely admiring the scenery outside the car window.The terrain of the airport is relatively high, not to mention that this lane is still built on a circular elevated road. If you look out of the car window and look into the distance, you can still see the huge pendulum of the Gothic clock tower swinging leisurely underneath.

The setting sun has not yet completely sunk into the ocean, and the afterglow seeps from the bottom of the sea level, converging and interweaving with the light and shadow on the sea surface, obliquely reflecting Gotham's reflection from the inside out.

With two clicks, the beautiful scenery was saved in the album of her camera.

Almost at the same time as the shutter sounded, Perinoa suddenly heard the uncle driver whistle a whistle in surprise, and couldn't help but look in the direction he was looking at.

The doors of the extended car had just been closed, and the brand-new pitch-black body could reflect the towering buildings in the distance. The driver of the car pressed down his hat, looked around professionally, and after confirming various situations, he walked away. He took his own steps and sat in the driving seat.

"That's the old man from the Wayne family just now, Baby Bruce from Gotham." The driver uncle saw that Perinoa turned around a little late and didn't see Bruce Wayne, so he explained, "Gotham's There are many legends, the knight who does not know whether he exists at night counts as one, and the collection of weird stories in the Arkham Mental Sanatorium counts as one."

"Bruce Wayne also belongs to the Gotham legend?" Perinoa was very curious and asked quickly.

"Haha, of course, if Wayne is said to be one of Gotham's legends, we Gotham people will be absolutely convinced - it is said that his most famous record is that he has an appointment with the entire Gotham football team. Half of those who stayed in the villa that night..."

"..." It turned out to be a peachy legend not lost to Mr. Stark.

"Hey, let me think about it—didn't it be said that Bruce Wayne was going to Metropolis to handle some of his company affairs these few days, why did he come back early?"

After hearing this, Perinoa turned on her mobile phone and checked the exchange activities of celebrities in Gotham recently: "Is it for the event held in the business center building at night? It seems to be about the election of the next mayor. I don't compare You know."

She didn't feel it when she checked the map, but the name of the street where the business center building was located made her very familiar.She took out a dark invitation letter from her small bag, and Perinoa suddenly realized.

Good guy, isn't it the same building as the exhibition she participated in this time!

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"Alf, there's a taxi following us all the time."

"Perhaps you were too surprised, Master Bruce?"

Taking off his brown deerstalker hat, Alfred was steadily manipulating the steering wheel with his gloves on, and cast a staring glance at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye, "Just now you answered a phone call at the corner, we The car also encountered a traffic jam, so you must not have seen that the two passengers in this taxi dropped off their luggage in front of the Venetian Hotel once, and then one of them got in the car again to continue her journey. "

Hastily received the news that he rushed back to Gotham City by private plane from the metropolis, Bruce Wayne focused all his attention on the news that made him rush back, and a little distraction made him notice this A taxi that has been followed by fate.

"..." Bruce rubbed his forehead, looked at Alfred, "not only did you see clearly that the passenger was "her", but you also remembered the name of the hotel? Is there something Don't you know, Alfred?"

"Because this hotel belongs to the Wayne Group, Master Bruce." Alfred, who was sitting in the front seat of the driver, smiled innocently, "Is there anything else I don't know? That's quite a lot, for example, I don't know What is your preference criteria for choosing a mate?"

"..."

"One, three, five hot blond babies, two, four, six sexy brunettes, Sunday's selection is as exciting as the products that will come out of the gastronomy machine. Master Bruce, you don't have to ask my old What are the bones hiding, sir, at your age, you can already walk on the ground."

"What family ethics drama did you watch again, Alf?" Bruce changed the subject calmly, "If it was 'Master Wayne' who received a letter about family marriage...you know how to deal with it."

"Like last time, I will find you a female partner for the entire rugby support team?" Alfred said aftertaste, not to be outdone, "Master Richard is better at playing, but unfortunately that is the case, you are also stunned Turning an opportunity to reveal one's true passions in a veiled way into an urban legend as hot as Batman."

Bruce's headache still concealed a helpless deep thought: "What kind of identity do you want me to accept this future Mrs. Wayne?"

"Of course this is something you need to consider, Master Bruce." Alfred said lightly, as if soaked in water, "but what I want to remind you is that often the deepest loneliness comes from the inability to Step forward."

"You've been hanging around in place for over 20 years."

"...stop ahead, Alf."

The commercial and financial district where people come and go during the day is right in front of you. There are not many people who stay here after a day's work. If there is no dinner tonight, this district will only be more deserted.

After getting out of the car, Bruce gathered the neckline of his thin coat, found a pair of sunglasses and put them on: "Prepare the Batmobile and the corresponding equipment for me nearby...the government team in charge of docking with the Justice League has appeared In order to transmit information to the outside world, if necessary, it is sometimes a good choice to scare the snake away.”

"Aren't you going to change your outfit?"

"My face is the best invitation."

"Then you want to go now?" Alfred couldn't help but wondered as he watched Bruce go in the opposite direction.

"It's better to be cautious. Every time the mayor changes, there will be a lot of turmoil. I don't want to delay the business because of the food situation-plus there are night patrols at night. I heard that the food in the nearby Chinatown is remarkable. , That's it, Alfred."

Alfred listened to Bruce finished explaining the trivial matters, and walked out under the long shadow of the street lamp without looking back.

He would not remind Master Bruce that most of the remarkable Chinese delicacies are roadside stalls.

The author has something to say: Baby Bruce is online now hehe

Are there cult eaters ready to receive food?

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