In the spring of 1992, when the snow and ice had just melted, the wounds of the previous disaster were healing, and the streets of Gotham were finally regaining some life, and the busiest shopping street began to be constantly filled with pedestrians and cars.

The people who returned to the streets were surprised to find that a new store had opened in the alley of the most lively and prosperous shopping street, and to their shock, it was a bookstore.

Opening a bookstore in Gotham? It's like a not-so-funny joke, full of absurdity.

However, this bookstore is open in such a prime location, and even if the door is cold, there is no publicity measure.

In front of a bakery on the left side of the bookstore, a chubby lady carries a plate and gives bread samples to passers-by, and a hair salon on the right hires several children to distribute leaflets.

But the door of this bookstore is deserted and there is nothing, which makes people wonder what kind of business wizard dares to have such confidence to expect a bookstore to afford such a high rent in the city center?

But soon the people who looked at this bookstore curiously in the streets and alleys found that this bookstore was not without customers, but the customers seemed very mysterious.

They tend to wear dark trench coats, scarves around half of their faces, and top hats with the brim down, and they neither ride in a car nor a bike, but walk out of an alley and walk to the bookstore.

However, from some details, it can still be judged that the guests who come and go are either rich or noble, because their clothes are very neatly cared for, some hold umbrellas, and some carry civilized rods.

Guests rarely go alone, and they are always followed by a burly and expressionless person, and after the person in front of them walks in, the person who follows will stand guard at the door.

Many veterans who are familiar with the streets and alleys are telling their children not to fight the idea of the bookstore, they can see where the customers of the bookstore come from.

"I didn't expect you guys to come so early." Schiller stepped forward and hugged Evans warmly, and then gently hugged Evans's wife, Evans has been married for a few months, and it seems that the two have a very good relationship, and they are also very compatible.

Evans showed a bright smile and said, "Professor, of course I have to come to the store you opened as soon as possible, Isha and I got up early, we should be the first, right?" ”

"Of course, the only one who brought me breakfast before you was the newsboy." Schiller pointed to the unfinished bread on his table, and the current godfather's wife, the blonde girl called Isha by Evans, smiled and said, "Sorry, professor, interrupting your breakfast, I told Evans, don't be so anxious, but he won't listen." ”

"It's okay." Schiller shook his head, looked at her gently, and said, "I heard, you're from the Metropolis?" Did you two meet while rehearsing a play? ”

Isha nodded a little shyly and said, "Yes, I'm a small town girl, my family runs a dairy farm, I was admitted to the Metropolitan College of Art, and I just graduated this year." ”

Evans also said with some excitement: "The cheerleading dance troupe of Gotham University wanted to perform traditional theater repertoire during the school anniversary, so they invited teachers and students from the Metropolitan Institute of the Arts to take them to rehearse, and it was at that time that Isha and I met. ”

"That's a special fate." Schiller commented, "There aren't many girls who are bold enough to come to Gotham. ”

Isha smiled and said, "Actually, my classmates are very curious about the city, the rap culture here is amazing, and it is also the place with the strongest street culture on the East Coast, if it weren't for the high prices, they would definitely want to visit." ”

Schiller raised his eyebrows in some surprise and asked, "Aren't they worried about insecurity?" ”

"Don't you know? An intern reporter for the Metropolitan Daily published a Gotham travel guide, specifically pointing out a safer tourist route, which has already been tried, as long as you follow his guide, it is not only safe, but also can experience the characteristics of the city. ”

Evans laughed out loud as if he couldn't hold it back, then coughed twice, looked at Schiller and said, "Professor, can you imagine? Among these special tourist attractions, there are actually those who don't sleep at night, standing in front of the hotel window, waiting for Batman to appear!"

Schiller was stunned for a moment, then laughed with Evans, he covered his mouth and laughed as he said, "You mean, Batman has also become one of the tourist attractions in Gotham?" ”

Isha raised her tone and said, "You're in any city in the world," "Of course! He's so attractive!', it's impossible to see a man with such a perfect body, wearing billions of dollars in equipment, standing on the top of a building worth more than a billion dollars and looking into the distance!"

"My little sisters who used to be in the art academy asked me which room to book in the hotel to see him, and they were almost fascinated by his jaw!"

"But I heard that before, his reputation was a little bad......" Schiller asked with a little doubt, Isha was stunned for a moment, and said, "The reputation is not good?" What's wrong with his reputation? Moreover, it has nothing to do with tourists, right? Those people want to see him just because he's handsome. ”

Schiller nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Isha raised her head and looked inside the bookstore, and said, "I think that your bookstore should also be very popular with them, college students like to pretend to be advanced European literature, especially hardcovers, even if you buy it back and don't read it, you can also collect it." ”，

Schiller's eyes lit up, he looked at Isha and said: "I'm worried that my bookstore will have no business, after all, the price also knows that Gotham people don't like to read books, and few people like to buy hardcovers, let alone those collectible tomes, if I can expand a little business channel, I would be happy to talk to that group of students......",

Evans gave Isha a color, but Isha showed an embarrassed expression, she looked at Schiller and said, "Evans said that you took care of him a lot, and I would be happy to give you publicity, but I am just a student in an art school, and I have no background at home.

Isha thought for a moment, asked Evans to go to the door and tore up a note, then took the pen on Schiller's desk, wrote a series of phone numbers, handed it to Schiller, and said:

"This is an editor I know for the Metropolitan Daily, you can call him and ask him who the intern reporter who wrote the tour guide is, and if you can ask him to add your bookstore to the tour guide, the people who come here will be happy to come and see it."

Schiller took the note, read it carefully, pressed it into the book next to it, and after the Evans left, Schiller walked to the phone at the door and dialed the number on the note.

At the same time, in Wayne Manor, Bruce sat on the sofa with a tired face, and the crazy wine on the table in front of him was only half a bottle left.

Obviously, the journey to Dick's heart was not smooth, and Bruce did find Dick in Dick's dream world, but when Dick saw him, he ran away, and he ran so fast that Bruce couldn't catch him.

What's more, the Dick was clearly anomalous, his face and figure had not changed much, however, the ears had become pig ears, and Bruce saw that the top of one of the pig ears was also engraved with a capital letter V.

This indicates that Dick was indeed influenced, and it was this mysterious V who did it.

If it was in someone else's world, Bruce would have taken force a long time ago, but in Dick's heart, Bruce couldn't do it, because once the damage was caused, it could be an irreversible mental trauma.

In the past few days, Bruce has tried many times, but he can't catch Dick and undo the effects of this mysterious V on him.

Just when Bruce was at a loss, Alfred walked in and told him, "Sir, do you want to see Mr. Kent when he comes?" ”

"Kent? Clark kent? Bruce reacted, hesitated, and said to Alfred, "Please let him in." ”

Clarke, who walked in, was still the same, wearing a white shirt, a one-shoulder briefcase, and black-rimmed glasses, shook Bruce's hand warmly, and then said, "I heard, you're already in graduate school?" It was an amazing decision, I wanted to go to graduate school too, but I chose to work because I wanted to earn money early......"

Bruce exchanged a few words with him absent-mindedly, and Clark was keenly aware that Bruce's state was not quite right, he glanced at the only half bottle of wine left on the table, and slowly frowned.

"Bruce, I really have to advise you, no matter what trouble you encounter, drinking is the most negative way to kill your sorrows! Getting drunk will only make your genius brain not work as it originally would, you have to cheer up a little!"

"Are you stupid? Didn't you notice that it wasn't ordinary wine? Another slightly muffled voice rang out, a small black head coming out of the crack in Clarke's briefcase, and the blue eyes of the batcat looked at Clark and said, "It's clear that this guy is in some trouble that can't be solved." ”

Clark unzipped the briefcase and picked up Batcat, and when Bruce saw Batcat again, he instinctively said his first impression: "......, why are you fat like a ball?" ”

The batcat bared out two tiny fangs at him, and Clark held the batcat, looked down and said, "Is he fat?" Didn't you? Isn't that just right for a cat? ”

The batcat glanced down at the meat on his belly, he was not very fat, but he had changed from a wild cat with smooth muscles and lean lines to a cute pet cat.

Clark scratched Batcat's chin, causing Batcat to squint, before he said, "When I graduated, I took him back to my farm, and my mom and dad liked him so much that they probably fed him a little more...... But it doesn't matter, as long as you exercise more, you will lose weight quickly. ”

Looking at Batcat, Bruce's eyes slowly lit up, but he didn't say it directly, but looked at Clark and asked, "Is there anything you came to me for?" ”

Clark didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly, but then, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, he changed his sitting position, rubbed his hands, looked at Bruce and asked:

"Haven't you been out on patrol lately?"