006 Bats
That night, Bruce stayed at Howlett Manor, and for the first time he left the big bed in Wayne Manor, he actually had some insomnia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Sitting at the desk and looking at the starry sky, although the second industrial revolution has begun, in Canada, it seems that the pollution is not serious!
The stars hung in the dome like they were within reach. The lights in Bruce's room had long since been turned off, and only the figure standing by the windowsill seemed very peaceful.
In the dark of night, a bat spreads its wings and flies through the manor, and explorers in the dark are not uncommon in the province of Alberta, especially in the various manor settlements.
Because there is light at night in these places, it attracts those flying insects, and bats also come here to feed. He even simply built a nest on the roof of the manor castle and stayed there. This bat lives on the top of the attic of Howlett Manor.
"Ah......h
So he quickly turned on the light, then opened the door and hurried in the direction from which the sound came.
On the way, he meets John, the owner of the manor, who is dressed in pajamas, and his wife Elizabeth.
"Excuse your rest, Bruce!" John said to Bruce as he walked. Elizabeth, who was beside him, also nodded to Bruce, the lady who seemed to be in a bad mood every day and had a depressed face.
"No, it's James' voice, what's wrong?" Bruce asked.
"This ...... Let's take a look! John didn't know what was going on.
The conversation room had reached the door of James's room: "Hey...... Are you alright? John asked James as he opened the door, lying on the bed.
"There's a bat flying in! Scared the hell out of me! James's face was still pale, but his voice was a little neutral, and he seemed to be in good spirits at night.
"What an ugly guy!" Bruce saw the bat still flying in the air at a glance, muttered in his mouth, and then grabbed a rag in the corner of the wall and hit it directly.
It stands to reason that this fluttering rag can't hit the bat, and that's exactly what happened, the bat dodged with a turn.
But at this time, something seemed to be wrapped in the rag, and it flew out directly, and smashed into the bat flying in the air with a snap!
"God borrowed my hand to clean you up, how dare you scare James!" Bruce looked at the bats that had been smashed down, and the little book that had hit the bat.
"Put it away, or?" Bruce asked!
"Well, I think it's better to lock it up in a cage first, and send it to the forest over there tomorrow!" John wasn't ready to kill the ugly creature, but he wasn't ready to let it stay on the manor.
"Okay!" Bruce didn't want to kill the bat either, so a small metal cage was brought up by Alex, the manor's vigil servant, and it was a very small lattice as fine as a screen, not afraid that the bat would come out.
With the cage in his hand, Bruce left James' room, although Alex wanted to take over, but Bruce didn't give it to him, it was the first time in his life that he caught a bat, he wanted to see how much difference this guy really made between a mouse and a mouse!
So the cage containing the bat was carried back to his room by Bruce, and he was not sent to the distant red pine forest the next day.
After a night without a word, Bruce finally fell asleep after counting hundreds of sheep, and did not get up until three o'clock the next day!
By this time John and Lady Elizabeth were already downstairs having breakfast.
Seeing Bruce come down, the two smiled at him: "How did Bruce rest last night?" ā
"I think I think I have a bit of a bed!" The dark circles on Bruce's face reveal that he hadn't rested well last night.
"That's not a good habit! As a manor owner, your territory needs you to inspect, it's a big project, and you can't come back in three or five days, what should you do? John said, shaking his head.
"I think it'll be fine, at least I don't have to go now, do I!" Bruce said.
"Poor Brian, I'm afraid he'll have to wait if he wants to retire!" John and Brian had a good relationship, and the two became acquainted from the time Brian was only a few hundred acres of land.
"It's not that bad! Teenagers you should eat more vegetables, vitamin C helps sleep! Lady Elizabeth said.
And just like that, in James' absence, Bruce had breakfast, then changed his clothes and prepared to send the bat away from last night!
When he returned downstairs again, James was already basking in the sun on the terrace outside the gate of the manor, he was frail and sickly, and it was good for his body to spend more time in the sun.
"Good morning, Bruce!" James greeted Bruce.
"How are you! James, your complexion is much better, and you will recover soon! ā
"Thank you!" A smile appeared at the corner of James's mouth, and there was only a hint of redness on his bloodless lips.
"Master James, I've come to see you!" At this moment, a voice came, what seemed to be that of a teenager.
"It's Doug!" James smiled again, and it was Doug, the son of Thomas. It was also one of James' few playmates, and of course this Doug was several years older than him, and he was already a twelve-year-old guy at this time.
From the age of four, Doug worked with Thomas at the Howlett estate, and while working at Thomas, Doug became James's playmate.
This time, Thomas called Doug here, not just for James, but for another reason.
Doug looked at the slender and emaciated figure standing beside James: "Hello, I'm Doug, the son of Thomas!" ā
"Bruce? Wayne! ā
"You're from Wayne Manor?"
"Yes!"
The two got to know each other for a while, and Doug turned his attention to James, for Bruce, although Daddy Thomas wants to befriend him himself, but how can he compare to himself? Only James is his best friend!
Taking advantage of this time, Bruce also observed this teenager named Doug, who was tall and should be one meter eight tall, which seemed a little unexpected for a twelve-year-old boy. And the muscles up and down the body are knotted, and it seems to be full of explosive power.
"This is definitely not the body of a twelve-year-old boy!" Bruce had this to say about Doug.