[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

Bruce rarely came to pick up the kids from school today.

As a prominent public figure, Bruce has ten thousand reasons not to show up on such occasions, even if it is for the development of his own children.From Dick to Jason to Tim in these years, every time he attended the parent meeting, he would inevitably cause riots, and stealing the limelight from his son was not what he wanted.

But Bruce, who was trying to be a good father, couldn't fail to show up at school once.

So every now and then, he would personally pick up his adopted son at the school gate, even if he was just waiting in the car.

But today, things seem to be different.

Bruce Sixth looked at his watch and was sure that it had been more than half an hour since school ended, most of the students had already left, and the front of the school was empty, but he still hadn't seen his most soothing Adopted son of heart.

The old butler obviously also noticed that Bruce was irritable, and he thoughtfully offered to go to the school to look for it.But Bruce didn't know which nerve was wrong, so he rejected Alfred's proposal, got out of the car and walked into the school by himself.

After asking three passing security guards and smiling at the eighteenth female teacher who winked at him, Bruce finally found his destination—the activity room of Tim's after-class competition team.

He knocked on the door politely before pushing the door, but no one responded to him, and some noisy voices were faintly heard in the room.With doubts, he pushed open the door directly, and the noise in the room that could tear down the roof mixed with some bells rushed straight into his eardrums.Bruce felt his ears go through a black canary baptism.Then he slammed the door shut again.

He held himself steady for ten seconds, then he pushed the door open again cautiously.This time, the picture finally returned to normal. All the students were sitting in their seats honestly, holding their little bells for quick answers, and all turned their heads to look at the door, so much so that Bruce suspected that he just opened the door by mistake. Ways that might open up are parallel universes.

Then, Bruce saw the Lego blocks in the corner with only a formed base that could barely be seen to be the Enterprise or the Millennium Falcon, and the draft calculations on the blackboard that looked like ghosts.

"Excuse me?" A girl rescued him from embarrassment, and he turned his head to see her coming down from the podium and walking towards him.

At first, Bruce didn't realize it was a teacher because the girl looked so young, more like a college student.Then his clever brain realized that there was no other l in this room who looked more like a teacher than her

So, rule out all the impossible, this is the only factor.

He set his eight teeth and showed the perfect smile for reporters and cameras, trying to impress Tim's teacher, "I'm Tim Drake's father."

"..." The other party squinted his eyes and looked at him. Bruce thought she finally recognized who he was, and was ready to smile like those female teachers just now.There was no response from the other party as he had expected, but he nodded knowingly, "Shout behind you, Tim, your father is here to pick you up."

This sentence is said as if Bruce is picking up the children in the preschool class.

So Tim stood up in embarrassment, and Bruce waved his hand, "It's nothing, I'm just worried about missing the child, don't let me interrupt your discussion." Although it sounded like it was about to rise from a discussion to a fight.

"Oh, it's already so late." Veronica glanced at the time on her phone, then clapped her hands towards the classroom, "Let's stop here today, we have to go to New York tomorrow morning, so everyone has a good rest tonight. "And when the children were packing up their things one after another, they turned their heads and looked at each other curiously.

It was a very handsome face, but Veronica didn't think she had seen him anywhere.So she tentatively asked, "Where have we met?"

"I guess not." Bruce tried to save face, he changed his smile again and reached out to the other party, reminding her, "Bruce Wayne, it's an honor to meet you."

"..." Once again, to his disappointment, the other party nodded flatly, reacted for a while and then only let out an "oh."

For a split second, Bruce decides that if someone says 'who the fuck is Bruce Wayne', he'll just...

He can't do anything about it.The other party is Tim's competition tutor.

Fortunately, the other party didn't say this. She blinked, looked at Bruce, blinked again, and said slowly, "It's you."

——Finally.

Bruce thought complacently in his heart, waiting for the development of the situation to return to the kind of normality he can master.But the other party didn't show any more excitement, just said "Nice to meet you."

It is said that he is one of the top ten local tyrants in the world and one of the most handsome diamond kings in the world. The little prince of Gotham, Bruce Baby, is just comforting himself in his heart at this moment, probably he is not the type that the other party likes.

And later that day, when Dick came to the Batcave under Wayne's house, he only saw Batman facing the computer screen alone.

"Where's Tim?" Dick looked around the Batcave, but couldn't help asking because he didn't see the junior in the red uniform.

"..." Batman's hand, which was busy typing on the keyboard, paused for a moment, and Dick picked out the words 'complicated look' from his pitch-black helmet, and it took a while before Bruce answered. He "Robin is doing homework."

Dick's question was actually just out of politeness, and he was ready for the other party not to tell him, but after the words entered his ears and circled in his mind, it was not the case. He turned his head, shocked Eyes wide open "What did you say?"

"Robin hasn't finished his homework today." Bruce replied again.That sounded unbelievable, given that the subject was the smartest of their brothers, and the word 'cash homework' had never been a thing for him.

But in reality, unbeknownst to Dick, this has been the norm since the start of the week.Tim felt guilty for not being able to share more things with Batman after Night Watch, but there was nothing he could do about it.Bruce didn't have much of an attitude about it, in fact, he was willing to throw up his hands in favor of children spending more time on their own affairs.

But it is definitely not such a thing that you can't finish your homework.If Tim can't finish his homework well, it must be the fault of his heavy academic load.

Bruce made a note in his heart that he would go to the school to talk about it when he was free, while he was busy with the matter at hand.

The Red Hood, who had been bothering him lately, had been in constant motion for the past two days.Unlike their previous encounters on narrow roads, these two days he seemed to have planned, acted in a low-key manner, made quick decisions, and completed all the attacks before Batman arrived on the scene.Even creating chaos elsewhere in Gotham to slow down Batman's reflexes.

Today, he finally made some new discoveries.A hidden camera was found at the entrance of the warehouse area at the scene of the incident and the records were taken out.

When the video recording was turned on, Dick, who was chattering beside him now that his child was busy with his studies, also shut his mouth, watching the red hood riding a motorcycle stop at the intersection in the picture, and a Volkswagen that followed him also stopped , the man getting off from the car was wearing an ordinary black suit with no distinctive features, and the ski cap he was wearing completely covered his face. Carrying a tool bag and carrying a gun barrel.

Batman switched the screen to the warehouse again. The black mask was sitting on the sofa surrounded by a group of bodyguards. His shaking legs showed that he was not as carefree as he seemed. The next second of the screen showed someone broke the door and left. input, and the screen is cut off at the same time.

"What happened?" Dick looked at the big screen with sudden snowflakes, and couldn't react for a while.

"All the cameras are destroyed," Batman explained with a silent sigh, not the impact of the emp, but the ultrasound.This kind of sound wave will attack the balance ossicles behind the ears, making everyone lose their balance ability, and smashing the surrounding glass products is just a side effect.

"On the bright side, we now at least know that the Red Hood has accomplices."

"He not only has accomplices." Batman shook his head, his tone was cautious as if facing an enemy. "He has a technical support, this kind of weapon," he pointed to a certain barrel hanging on the belt of the person in the camera "I've never seen anything like this on the black market, and the recent shaming doesn't look like Red Hood's personal style, so either he has a tactical staff or he's taking orders from someone behind the scenes."

And as if confirming his guess, at first the door of the car parked under the camera outside the warehouse they were looking at was opened, and none of them saw that car under the scumbag pixels of the camera before. There is another person above the masses.

It was a girl, wearing a black gothic skirt, and a black top hat that completely covered her head. When she got out of the car, she was carrying a bag of potato chips that ruined the overall style.

Bruce tried to make the pixels clearer, and the girl in the picture just patted the potato chip residue on her skirt, then raised her head slightly and glanced in the direction of the camera.

This picture disappeared in a flash, but Batman still captured it. The zoomed-in shoddy picture can only vaguely see the girl's eyes and smile covered by the brim of the hat.

Bruce looked at the clever smile that covered half of his face, and realized that it wasn't a coincidence, the woman knew there was a camera there, and he knew he wouldn't let the footage go, so she parked the car here on purpose.

This is a provocation.