Chapter 58: The Happiness of the Rich, I Don't Understand!
"Less heckling!"
With a wave of his hand, Ian threw the innocuous wheal at Barry's head, making the guy shut his mouth.
"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you!"
Ian's gentle words made Rachel relax as she shoved the Sword of Courage into her hand.
The girl's emotions suddenly went out of control because of the magic in her veins caused by the gaze of the third house.
Ian had thought that there was no need for Shepheld's ritual, as Rachel could master her own abilities, and she only needed to learn magic.
But Sannomiya only glanced at it, and Rachel's magic changed so much, indicating that the blood connection is really not so easy to sever.
"Take a deep breath!"
Ian hugged Rachel and comforted the girl who was like a bird from the nest: "Hold the sword of the brave, and the light above it will calm your magic." ”
"Ian, we're going to talk somewhere else!" Barry didn't want to interrupt Ian and Rachel, but the police tried to force their way into the train station.
Gordon and his subordinates were unconscious, and a deputy chief took his place, mobilizing SWAT to surround the train station.
Ian let go of Rachel, and the weak girl sat on the ground with the Sword of the Brave, her face pale, her purple hair glowing with divine light.
"What do these guys want to do? Treat us like criminals? ”
Ian could see and hear the approaching police officers outside the door.
But these SWAT officers are not as good as the armies of Paradise Island and Atlantis, neither in quantity nor quality, and they are not worth fearing.
"The new mayor has used anti-street vigilantes as his campaign slogan and has been aggressively hunting down Batman and me."
It was only then that Ian noticed the Robin in front of him.
According to the news, Nightwing has appeared, and the second-generation Robin was once kidnapped by the Joker and ate a crowbar package.
The new Robin is supposed to be Tim Drake, the only member of the Batman family who doesn't have a bitter hatred, and his father and mother are all alive, and the family is happy.
Tim relied on his superb computer skills to break through Batman's network, found Batman himself, and became Robin.
"I don't want to be the deputy director's tool to brush up on performance."
Ian ignored everything that was happening outside the window and lifted Bane, who was still unconscious, with one hand: "Barry, you go pick up Dr. Snow and Dr. Raymond." Big Big Wolf, you drive the Thunder, take Xiaomi and this big man. ”
He habitually commanded everyone to act, and then looked at Tim who was peeking at him on the side: "This Robin, you don't need to keep an eye on me. I'll introduce myself to you when I get to Wayne Manor. When the time comes, if you have any questions, I can answer them. ”
"Now, tell me, what's your means of transportation?"
Tim was disrupted by Ian's active gesture, after all, the other party was a friend who came with the Flash, and it was impossible to say anything about watching in private.
"The motorcycle I ride." He coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment: "Do you need me to take you for a ride?" ”
"No, we'll see you at Wayne Manor."
Ian made a salutation to the stunned Tim, then put on his lightning running shoes, and the blue lightning flashed, and he disappeared in place.
How could he know the secret of our identity? ’
Tim was horrified, stunned by Ian's words.
"Quick, quick, quick!"
"The mayor's order, this time we must catch these masked psychopaths."
The SWAT burst woke up the startled Tim, who took out his hook gun and shot it, flew to the top of the building, spread his cloak and slid to his motorcycle, twisting the grip and the engine roaring down the road.
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In the Bat Cave.
Ian walks side by side with Big Big Wolf through Batman's collection, admiring the Dark Knight's years of battling supervillains.
The Joker's card, the Riddler's Scepter, the Harley Quinn's baseball bat, the Scarecrow's mask, the Two-Faced Man's coin......
Even though these things don't speak, Ian can still feel the struggle, pain, and confusion of a man who has been wrestling with the darkness for more than a decade.
"Master Ian, this is your lollipop."
"Mr. Big Wolf, this is your milk."
"Miss Rachel......"
Alfred, the old butler, met everyone's needs in an orderly manner, and relaxed everyone with his spring-like attitude.
Although Ian was a stranger to Gotham for the first time, Alfred did not embarrass them with Thomas's last words, but warmly invited them into the manor and gave them a warm welcome.
"Mr. Ian, what do you think of Master Bruce?"
Alfred sandwiched the plate between his left arm and his chest, his head held high, the top of his head was bald, and his eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled, but his posture was still upright, maintaining the demeanor of a British gentleman.
Ian took the lollipop in his mouth, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and said in a slurred voice, "Batman is just doing what he thinks he should do!" ”
"But what 'should' be done is gradually ruining him, or has ruined him!"
"Days gone by, every night I prayed to God that he would destroy this damn Gotham and give my little Bruce back.
But night after night went by, my prayers went unanswered, and things got worse and worse in Gotham. Every time Bruce crawled out of the Batmobile, his injuries were worse than the last time. Finally this time, he went to the end of self-destruction. ”
Alfred was emotional, and he roared under his breath, like an angry lion.
He never wants to tell anyone the bitterness in his heart, silently supports Batman's cause, and only at certain times can he find an opportunity to persuade a word or two.
After a long time, even he himself has become accustomed to this kind of life, and no longer has the luxury of expecting Batman to return to a normal life.
To this day, Thomas's letter appears in front of him, and the past years come back to the fore.
After Alfred read the letter, the bitterness of the years exploded, and he chose to confide his thoughts to this stranger, and his eyes were full of tears.
"Help him, Master Ian!"
"Thomas said in the letter, I can trust you. I ask you to help Bruce! ”
Ian pondered for a moment and said, "I believe Batman isn't dead yet!" ”
The group of people in the Owl Council were still waiting for Batman to be sacrificed, how could they let him die like this. As for Batman's sacrifice now, that group of people doesn't have the ability to do so.
"I'll do my best to get Batman back. I have a big problem myself that I need his help with! ”
Alfred sighed inwardly that Ian had actually skipped the most important issue, Bruce's future.
"If there's anything you need, just say it. I can mobilize Wayne Group's resources to support you. ”
Ian was stunned, put the lollipop in his mouth, and shook his head, indicating that he really didn't understand the happiness of rich people.
Then he took out a list and asked Alfred to gather all the materials as soon as possible.
"It's not a precious thing, I'll deliver it tomorrow."