Miss Hydra [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The atmosphere in the huge main house dropped to freezing point.

"What? Batman?" Bruce didn't change his face, he was just right surprised, "You're calling me? Assuming you wake up, Victoria, this joke is not funny."

However, Ollivander just looked at him quietly and sighed: "I have no malicious intentions."

Baby Brucey is still playing dumb.

If it weren't for the need of the situation, Ollivander didn't want to make it clear so early, but Loki's scepter has fallen into the hands of Superman. Presumably the Chitauri army is already ready to go in the outer universe, just waiting for the space tunnel of the Rubik's Cube. The doctor controlled by Loki turned on—and Ollivander didn't know where the controlled researchers were hiding. Marvel's plot would not be comprehensive to every small detail, and the prophet was not omnipotent.

"It's been 40 years since the last time I came to Wayne Manor..." The girl wrapped in a black robe turned to the old butler, calling him softly but clearly, "Long time no see, Dumb."

Bucky, who followed her, froze for a moment.

He's not bad, but the old and middle-aged man on the opposite side are all stupid.

Even Alfred, who was always calm, was stunned, which shows how effective the sound of "Ahh" is.

"I'm sorry to have kept this secret from you... I'm Victoria, also Diana and Auston's daughter Vicky."

"Miss, you..." Alfred Bruce recovered first, and asked tentatively, "An Ollivander..."

"An Ollivander never forgets anything." Ollivander picked up his words, "I think my father said this to Uncle Wayne or Aunt Martha, of course, not this 'Uncle Wayne' .”

When she said the second half of the sentence, she deliberately glanced at Bruce.

Bruce didn't speak, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the word "Chuan" was wrinkled. Coupled with his characteristic square chin, he looked even more similar to the image of "Batman" in Ollivander's memory—that time A dark knight with a tendency towards self-sacrifice.

……

"I remember you hugging me when I was a child." Her eyes flicked between his mature and deep eyebrows, and she smiled before he frowned again.

Bucky, who was sitting next to her, was suddenly a little restless. He was thinking about something while listening to her. Obviously, the Hydra special researcher he knew shouldn't have such a past.

——In other words, it is impossible for the Red Skull to allow her to have such a past.

Probably because he didn't think about the past often, Ollivander's eyes were empty when he was narrating, and he stumbled: "I was only one year old at that time, sitting in your arms, such a small one."

She reached out and gestured in mid-air.

"Maybe you're four years old? You're not as... strong as you are now, and you're very unskilled in holding the baby, holding it for a while and carrying it... emmm, it actually hurts." She showed a faint smile .

Alfred pushed his glasses, and seemed to wipe the corners of his eyes again: "The young master has no younger siblings. When I was a child, I heard that the younger sister of the Ollivander family was coming, and I was looking forward to it for two nights and refused to sleep. Mrs. Martha carried him back to bed."

Bruce: "... Ah Fu."

"Really." Ollivander smiled. "I'm so sorry. I seemed to knock his teeth with my head afterwards. Speaking of which, Bruce seemed to be crying at that time, right?"

Bruce: "...!!!"

Alfred: "The eye circles are red, everything seems like yesterday."

Although the young master's tears were suppressed by Master Wayne's admonition, it's better not to tell the young master about this.

Forced to reminisce about his childhood, Bruce Mister Wayne, a grown-up playboy: "...enough is enough for the two of you."

Alfred smiled: "Young master, don't you remember, you should remember things at that time, right?"

Bruce, who really didn't want to admit it but didn't want to be said to be inferior to a one-year-old girl: "...Of course I remember."

"Really?" Clearly disbelieving.

"Okay, okay." Bruce gave up, imitating a child's oral habit, "Little Vicky wants to eat cookies, Mr. Fu."

The girl opposite had a smile on her face, which was both familiar and strange.Bruce thought.

It was really hard for him to distinguish between the beautiful and dangerous woman in front of him with pale complexion, strange pupils and wrapped in black robe, and the curly-haired, soft flesh, with little feet that always loved to trample on her back in his arms. The kicking little girl is linked together.

——Just like when he thinks back to himself before the age of six, he doesn't seem to know that immature little boy.

……

"After that year..." After the deaths of the Ollivanders, "Where did you go?"

Knowing the news of Diana and Auston's disappearance, the Wayne couple also tried to find them, which lasted for a long time, until they also... passed away, Bruce was forced to grow up quickly and was very busy, this matter was put on hold .

The laughter of the little baby and the little boy in the manor never appeared again, and they were buried together with the accident of both parents.

"I was adopted by one of my father's friends, and then I joined an organization to serve as my allegiance." The girl smiled inexplicably when she said the word "friend", "then there was a flying accident 20 years ago, and I was Frozen in the ground—very corny story, isn't it?"

Bruce and Alfred glanced at each other, and the latter shook his head calmly. Apparently, the old housekeeper who was familiar with the Ollivanders' circle of friends was suspicious of the word "friend".

And... organize...

Bruce thought of the white coat she was wearing when he first saw her, mainly because of the logo on the white coat, his heart sank, and he had a vague premonition.

"That friend of Mr. Ollivander's..." he asked.

Ollivander shook his head and interrupted him: "I'm sorry I can't say it now, I was too young to leave, and the plane crash in 1991 was a good opportunity-of course, if you don't sleep more, the 20 years will be even better." alright."

"Miss Vicki..." Ah Fu sighed with great emotion, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Bruce Wayne had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cloudy.

Of course he wanted to trust his little childhood sweetheart, the only daughter of his parents' best friend, but the part that Ollivander couldn't tell happened to be the part he doubted the most.

Thinking of her hard-to-find whereabouts after leaving Gotham, and the metal arm left by the Lex Group at the scene... Bruce had to be on guard against all kinds of doubts.

He even suspected that the metal arm was left on purpose by the cunning girl in front of him—just for today's visit.

Seeing through the doubts of the man opposite - the side of the Dark Knight is destined to make it difficult for Bruce to trust others - Ollivander is not disappointed, she knows that this cannot be forced.

"My companion and I should have been dug out by you."

Speaking of this, he had to bring up the identity of "Batman" again, Ollivander said after deliberation: "I read the Gotham news, during that time the Joker was robbing the Gotham bank, and Batman was there too, and if I If I remember correctly, the place where the aircraft crashed was near there."

Bruce was lazy again: "Just because of this?"

"It's more than that." Ollivander rolled his wrist, and the others followed her gaze. The hot tea on the coffee table disappeared as if suddenly evaporated.

"My ability can sense some things, make them disappear, or reappear." The dim sum and hot tea stayed in place again, and the heat remained the same as before.

Bruce suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So the cryogenic cabin we've been lying in for 20 years, especially the energy crystal bar that keeps the cabin running..." the girl stared into Bruce's eyes, "I can feel it in the basement of Wayne Manor."

……

If "being forcibly ripped off the vest" is the most disastrous thing for Bruce Wayne today.

That "hooked on by Sherlock Holmes" is pretty much on par with the one above.

When he was notified by the gatekeeper of the manor, Bruce was sitting on the sofa showing David-like thinking. Little Holmes was obviously not as well-known by the upper classes of the world as his brother Big Holmes, but this did not prevent the perfect old butler of the Wayne family from recognizing him. He and Watson behind him.

In Alfred's original words, "That's a detective whose IQ is so high that he doesn't need to use EQ to set it off."

It wasn't until they actually met that Bruce knew that Ah Fu wasn't praising...

"Mr. Holmes, I have long admired..." Before he could finish his sentence, the long-faced detective said, "Obviously you don't know me, since your eyes moved 3 millimeters at that moment and the corner of your mouth balabala" came over, His face was blurred abruptly.

Bruce, whose eyes moved 3mm: "..."

In the end, it was Watson, the "rigorous and loyal veteran" in Afu's mouth, who came out to smooth things over, and the two were not kicked out by Mr. Bruce Jingfen Wayne, who was already in a bad mood.

—— Ah Fu's evaluation of Watson is still very accurate.

However, even so, when he saw the screenshot of "three Mr. Bruce Wayne entering and exiting the Luthor dinner" presented by Mr. Holmes, the Dark Knight felt that his future coffin could not be suppressed.

"I don't think it's incomprehensible to habitually bring an extra set of clothes." Bruce rubbed his brows, "If someone impersonates me—as long as they have the ability to impersonate me—they can easily It’s not too difficult to get in.”

"I think, maybe that's why that person chose me as an imitation object, isn't it?" He smiled handsomely, enough to make every "Playboy" cover girl's heart go crazy, "But it's a pity that I don't Not every Bruce Wayne gets a Playboy cover girl, because there's only one in an issue."

Yet Holmes was not deceived by his frivolous manner.

"You seem to be avoiding the important ones, Mr. Wayne." The long-faced curly-haired detective raised his chin and said firmly, "Obviously you have not only met the other two, but you also know the third Mr. Wayne."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The corners of Bruce's lips remained unchanged.

"So, that third Wayne... is with you?"

Before the surprisingly agile British detective bypassed him and invaded the room, Bruce reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the windbreaker more neatly than he did.

Almost at the same moment, the Dark Knight screamed in his heart that it was not good.

"Well..." Holmes, who had almost never been successfully stopped, raised his sensor radar. "Your identity seems very interesting, Wayne, sir."

Bruce clasped his shoulders and smiled: "Really? Suppose self-defense is a necessary skill for the children of a family with certain assets?"

Sherlock gave a shark smile and mouthed a silent mouth to him.

Taking advantage of the sudden slack in Bruce's hand, the tall and thin detective broke free and ran into the house.

Tuliu Bruce's lip-synch to that "Batman" was messy in the wind.

WTF?

WTF

WTF

……

Embarrassed, Watson didn't know whether to go in or stay where he was.

He saw Sherlock's figure stop in the empty living room - the whole house was empty except for Bruce Wayne and the old housekeeper, not even a servant nanny.

"Uh... Sherlock?"

Watson felt that Mr. Wayne in the back was not well. He didn't know what his brat had said to him.

"Indentation, temperature, removed cups and plates..." Sherlock clasped his hands together and twirled in a circle, "Leaving? No, there are only traces of entry... Upstairs, no, the bathroom, no, Basement, no basement."

"What did you see?" Watson still followed in.

"No, no, you are watching, but I am observing, there is a very obvious difference." Sherlock rubbed his little hands.

"The third rogue...Icatchyou."

The author has something to say:

[From the Little Theater of Fairy "Spirits and Monsters"]:

Master: I was caught off guard by this straight ball, and I've lost yards already?

Wiki: You are out

Professor: You are out of code

Baji (following wife): You have dropped the code

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Happy, happy, everyone seems to have finished the exam, so jiu~(づ￣3￣)づ╭?～