Ian landed in the main hall of Wayne Manor, empty.

The Wayne family was one of the first colonists to come to the New World, so the estate still retains a strong English style.

The delicate handmade flannel curtains fell down and completely obscured the windows, and the crimson oak planks that covered the room lost their light and were covered with shadows, as if they were about to weigh down on people.

The marble fireplace carved with angels burns freshly chopped pine wood, giving off a special fragrance.

Ian didn't rush to find the gray wolf, and sat down on the oak sofa, leaning against the leather that was now filled with sponge, and grabbed the newspaper on the small round table next to him.

The freshly printed newspaper smelled of ink, and the front page headline was Batman's "Batman imprisoned the Joker in Arkham Asylum again, but we're going to ask him how long he's going to repeat it?" ”

Looking at the large black and bold line, Ian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Da!"

Alfred turned on the crystal chandelier in the living room, and the light provided by the electric light instantly illuminated the curtained room brighter than the garden at noon.

"So there's a light in this house!" Ian blinked at the light, smiling and greeting Alfred.

"Wayne Manor isn't a haunted house, and when did you come back?" Alfred complained about Ian's prejudice without changing his face.

"You can't blame me for that! Wayne Manor's British style is so strong that when you walk inside, you will unconsciously be infected by the style of this manor. ”

Ian put down the newspaper and got up from the couch.

"Looks like I should change the style of the house." Alfred put the newspaper back and asked, "Did you get anything out of going to other worlds this time?" ”

"Of course there are gains, but there are also a lot of troubles!" Unwilling to take Alfred with them, Ian moved to the clock and opened the passage to the Batcave.

"But I can still handle it, you don't have to worry."

Looking at Ian's caring appearance, Alfred shook his head: "If only Master Bruce could be as caring as you!" ”

"You're exaggerating, as long as you open your mouth, Bruce won't refuse you." Ian made his way down the stairs while comforting Alfred.

"I hope he can be more proactive and have some fun like a normal person, instead of burying his head in criminal cases all day and slowly self-destructing."

Alfred has bad eyes, but he walks more steadily than Ian, and he has walked this path almost every day for the past dozen years.

Ian replied, "For Bruce, fighting criminals is the best way to have fun." Only by seeing the pain of the enemy can he get some relief from the torment in his heart. The nightmares that haunted him for countless days and nights would become lighter. ”

"There is nothing more perverted in the world than this!" Alfred complained mercilessly about this little young master who was raised by himself.

"Perhaps, but deriving pleasure from the suffering of others is not the way that the current cultural mainstream admires!"

"The law of the jungle, the dark forest poof, people in the 18th century have to say when they see it, you are too feudal!"

Ian was even more merciless than Alfred.

As they walked into the Bat Cave, a purple shadow swooped into Ian's arms, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Ian, it's been three days since you've finally returned!"

Ian hugged the girl in his arms tightly and kissed her on the forehead: "There is no danger where I go, and the next time I travel through the world, I will definitely take you as a little girl." ”

"If you lie to me, I'll bite your ear off!" Rachel made a menacing expression, but there were only two words cute on the little girl, and it was not scary at all.

Ian and Rachel were so close that they could feel each other's breath, and they looked into each other's eyes, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

There is a mixture of family and love between them, Ian found his meaning of staying in DC through Rachel, and Rachel relied on Ian to get rid of the identity crisis brought about by Minomiya's perverted father.

"Ahem! Watch out for the impact, there are others here! ”

The gray wolf, dressed in a white lab coat and a pair of round black-rimmed glasses, jumped out and interrupted the untimely intimacy of the two young men with a wicked smile.

"And you're not the right age, Rachel isn't an adult yet!" Alfred's voice came from behind, and Ian stabbed him again.

"Okay, okay!"

Ian kissed Rachel's smooth and fair little face like a tantrum, making the girl giggle and want to kiss her boyfriend in turn.

"Now is not the time for children in public!" Ian put Rachel down.

The girl's little face instantly bulged, and her face was full of displeasure, but she smiled again when she felt the big hand that wrapped her little hand.

The gray wolf looked at the interaction between the little couples, thought of his dear Honghong, pushed his glasses and asked, "I asked you to pay attention to collecting information when you travel through the world, but what is the result?" ”

Ian watched as the gray wolf stretched out his paw and felt a small chip from behind his ear, which he had installed behind his ear before he went to the Marvel world.

"So your plan to build a world-shuttle machine failed?" Ian looked at the gray wolf, who was obviously a little low, and asked cautiously.

"Of course it can't be considered a failure!" Tim, who was on duty in the Bat Cave tonight, jumped out and said excitedly: "Mr. Big Wolf's machine has captured several items from parallel worlds, and there are specific information on them, which is enough to prove the existence of parallel worlds. It's a machine that can drive the whole world crazy. ”

"As long as you don't locate the green grassland, it's a failure!"

Big Big Wolf doesn't care about the honor of the entire human planet: "Until I succeed, I won't allow any news about this machine to leave the Batcave, not even a single screw." ”

Ian looked at Tim and reminded, "That's right, these people don't use this machine to seek the evolution of society, but to make profits for themselves. So it's better to hide, I'm not interested in cleaning up more messes. ”

"That's what Bruce said, too." Tim nodded in agreement, "You two are really alike." ”

Ian shook his head, he didn't think he was the same kind of person as Batman.

So he changed the subject and said, "What about the others, why is there only one person on duty in the bat cave?" ”

Dick went back to Brookhaven, Jason had a chat with Bruce and then disappeared, Bruce had a dinner party to see the opera today, and Barbara was a sick person who couldn't work the night shift. Dr. Caitlin has returned to Canterlot, and by the way, she left you a note. ”

Tim, who was forced to stay behind, counted his friend's whereabouts and gave Ian the note Catelyn had left behind.

Ian took it and looked at it, to the effect that she was grateful to Ian for solving her genetic problem, and then hoped that Ian would have time to go to Canterlot and help Barry solve the problem of broken hand.

"Ah, almost finished Barry's hand!" Ian read the note, patted his head, and said after a few seconds: "But he's a speeder, and a few hands are not a big deal." It's okay to go back in a few days. ”

"You can fix a broken hand?" Tim and Alfred's ears were pricked up.

Ian flipped through the memories in his mind and explained to them, "According to the principle of the Five Elements of Alchemy, all life is made up of the Five Elements element. Therefore, as long as you find a suitable material carrier, combined with alchemy, you can create a prosthetic limb that is no different from a real hand or regenerate a severed limb. ”

Rachel also brandished the Demon Immortal Arrow Flute and said, "There are also many repair spells recorded in the Demon Immortal White Treasure Book, and my own natural power allows me to bear the damage of others and heal them. ”

"Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier?" Tim gets excited, and he thinks of Barbara, who is still in a wheelchair.

Alfred did the same, only he wasn't as obvious as Tim.

In the face of Tim's questioning, Rachel spread her hands and said helplessly, "I don't have to learn the best five kinds of magic, so I can't report everything to you, right?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Tim quickly explained, "You also see Barbara's appearance, she shouldn't be in a wheelchair all the time, she should enjoy a better life." ”

Ian watched Tim's eyes turn red and asked hesitantly, "Tim, you can't have feelings for Barbara, do you?" ”

"That's disgusting!"

Tim vetoed it on the spot, saying, "I only see Barbara as a sister, and she's a couple with Dick." If it weren't for the damage the Joker did to Barbara, the two of them would have been engaged by now. ”

"That's right!" Ian thinks back to Dick and Barbara's interactions, and the two are indeed very close and tacit.

"Well, I can check on Barbara's injury. But this nerve damage is very sensitive, and I haven't had such an operation, so you'd better not give Barbara any false hope. ”

Alfred nodded and said, "Don't worry about that, I'll arrange everything." And, I have one more thing I can ask you to help me with. ”

"Okay!"

Tim seemed to think of something, and smiled and said to Ian, "You'll regret it!" ”

"Hahaha!" Ian laughed and replied, "Just kidding, there's nothing I regret right now." ”

"Teoh, I regret it!"

Wearing the suit that Alfred had custom-made for him, Ian stood in front of the largest theater in Gotham, watching the flashing lights at the door of the theater, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

Alfred's request was for Ian and Bruce to attend the charity dinner.

Ian hates the spotlight and the entertainment journalist who catches the wind.

"Are you sure tomorrow's headline won't be 'Gotham's richest man and boy at charity party together, suspected of having a special fetish'?"

Ian sat in the back seat of Maybach's custom-built car for Bruce and complained bitterly, hoping that Alfred would change his mind.

"Don't worry, there are enough scandals about Master Bruce."

Alfred got out of the car and opened the door for Ian: "I just hope you two can have a good chat in a relatively peaceful environment and help me persuade him." ”

"Okay, okay, who told me to promise you!"

"I'm just glad I didn't bring Rachel here, otherwise tomorrow's news would have been more chaotic."

Ian reluctantly got out of the car, tugged at the fitted suit, and asked Alfred curiously, "When did you get my size, this suit really fits!" ”

"That's a little secret of a good housekeeper, don't tell it out, go quickly!"

Alfred straightens the small coat of arms of Ian's suit and pushes him onto the red carpet.

"Family, who knows"

With a stomach full of complaints, Ian walked into the flash and found Bruce, who was surrounded by reporters.

Bruce was at ease with the reporters' questions, including but not limited to various personal questions, Wayne Group questions, etc., without a single slip until he caught a glimpse of Ian.

"Alright, that's the end of the question!"

Bruce forcefully aborted the interview, allowing the bodyguards to stop the reporters in hot pursuit, and walk towards Ian himself.

"Why are you here?" Bruce's attitude towards Ian is to confront an old friend.

"I had just finished my world trip when Alfredra, who was worried that you would not have a female companion, came to work as a strong man. Why didn't you get Selena Kyle as a partner? ”

Ian deliberately teased Bruce and joked about his affair.

Catwoman Selena Kyle, a world-class thief, met Bruce after the Crime Alley incident, and the two spent the darkest period of Batman's life together, and their relationship is deep.

Even though Batman often caught Catwoman stealing, he didn't take the initiative to send her to the Black Gate Prison, but used his money ability to settle everything for Selena.

"You know so much!" Bruce glared at Ian and pulled him quickly off the red carpet and into the box on the second floor of the theater.

"Alfred told me that he wanted me to persuade you to have fun in time."

Ian threw the pot directly at Alfred, stepped on the creaking stairs, and followed Bruce into the box.

The Gotham Theatre also maintains its 18th-century style, with heavy red curtains and bright yellow interiors creating the illusion of being tall and in control.

"It's all industrial products now, either plastic or foam!"

Ian walked on Jackie Chan's template, and his eye for cultural relics was vicious, and he saw through these decorations at a glance that they were just the product of the theater's deliberate retro, and had little value.

Bruce sat on the couch, looked at the stage and said, "The Gotham Theater has been burned down three times since its inception, and even if there is anything left in the fire, it has gone into the museum. ”

"Or they were sold to antiquities dealers for money by the theater director." Ian sat on the other side of the couch, his soul burning.

"You're not interested in opera at all, are you?" Bruce turned to look at casual Ian.

"Why should I be interested in something like this that should have been thrown into a museum a long time ago." Ian doesn't give face to the so-called pattern at all.

Bruce frowned: "Opera is a tradition, the work of a good playwright, and a cultural product that belongs to everyone. ”

"Bruce!"

Ian shook his head in disappointment, "Don't tell me you really believe in this constructed cultural symbol. The reason why this kind of opera, which lasts for three or four hours, still exists is simply that you need to use theater to show your unique identity. ”

Although Bruce was not wearing a bat suit, his eyes instantly sharpened, and he retorted: "You are prejudiced, there is no threshold for Gotham Theater, anyone can come." ”

Ian laughed so much that he fell straight onto the couch:

"Bruce Wayne, an ordinary worker with a meager hourly wage, is eager to work from morning to night, in addition to maintaining the needs of the family, but also to take risks for medical care and education."

"You tell me that some kind of worker will waste three or four hours just to watch a bunch of people screaming on stage! With such money and time, wouldn't it make more sense for them to eat something good and accompany their families to an amusement park than this thing? ”

If it were the bosses of other groups, they would probably say that because they are poor, they deserve not the ability and time to appreciate such elegant dramas.

But Bruce has a good conscience, he knows what kind of living environment people live in Lower Gotham, and he knows that Ian's words are true, so he chooses to remain silent.

The two waited in silence for the drama to begin, to climax, and then the gunshots rang out.

The whole theater was suddenly in chaos.

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