8 Chapter VIII

That night, the orphanage had a much more sumptuous dinner than usual.

Before the meal, the dean made a point of declaring that the dinner had come from Mr. Wayne's generous giftβ€”in short, a treat from a broad man.

Theodore sat on a bench in the dining room and enjoyed a wonderful combination of lamb chops + hot cocoa.

He reluctantly poured the last drop of cocoa from the bottom of the cup into his mouth, and half-squinted his eyes lazily and comfortably, feeling for the first time that the visit of the broad guy was not without benefits.

In order to cope with their philanthropy, the plutocrats will at least put on a show.

And every now and then, the orphans can improve their lives for a short time.

Theodore was so satisfied with the meal that he had a faint smile on his face until he left the restaurant.

Then, Anne, the girl in the next room, poked her bright red-haired head in.

"Hey, Theodore, Madam Dean asked you to come to her office."

Theodore put down the schoolbag in his hand: "Me? Are you sure it's me? ”

"Not so." Anne looked at him with a "you're not in a good head" expression.

"You need to hurry, Theodore. At noon, I told you that you would not go down, and I was so tired by you that I was reprimanded for several words. ”

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Theodore nodded silently, the smile disappearing from the corner of his mouth at some point.

The orphanage was understaffed, and everyone was used as two or three people.

The fact that these orphans are well fed, clothed and warmed up is already the greatest luxury that Gotham can have, and few people have the energy to pay attention to their mental health.

Madam Dean has a busy day: soliciting sponsorships, reviewing the week's bills, writing paperwork that needs to be turned in......

Therefore, she generally does not ask her children to talk to her.

Unless the child has made a major mistake, or there is something important to the child himself.

Given that he had just messed with Wayne Broads during the day, Theodore felt that the answer should be the former.

Thinking about it carefully, a rich man with eyes in the sky felt that his face was damaged, suggesting that the person in charge should teach the hairy boy who didn't know the height of the sky a lesson......

The odds are high.

This fits well with Theodore's stereotype about them.

Okay, that's to copy sentences, not eat dinner for a month, or go into confinement.

Theodore was ready to endure this.

But for some reason, from the moment he stepped on the steps, the bad feeling was like a burnt tortilla, and bursts of black charcoal-like smoke kept rushing up from his heart.

When Theodore stepped through the door of the dean's office, the serious lady showed Theodore the brightest smile since the day he met her.

The hunch is one step ahead of reality.

The Dean's lips had just begun to open and close, and Theodore had already felt the creeps in advance.

"Congratulations, kid. Mr. Wayne admires your self-improvement spirit and he has decided to adopt you! ”

"What?!" Theodore exclaimed.

"Mr. Wayne, the kind man who came to see you at noon today." Mrs. Dean thought he was carried away and patiently repeated the words, "Mr. Wayne has decided to adopt you. You're going to take a very different path in life, kid. ”

- fuck Wayne!

Theodore is indeed going to take a very different path in life.

He's not looking like he's going to repeat the same mistakes!!

The cup of hot cocoa he drank at night all turned into a cold sweat and stabbed Theodore's stomach like a knife.

Theodore took three steps back in shock, unable to believe what Bruce Wayne was thinking.

At noon today, he had already put his cruel words to that point, but this big guy still insisted on adopting himself?

How many days has Wayne been abstinent, and what kind of white flowers are he has in his head?

Or did Theodore know that a genetic mutation occurred in the world and he became the only black-haired and blue-eyed boy left in the world?

The Dean looked at him lovingly.

"Look at you, I'm speechless with joy."

Theodore wiped his face.

"I'm speechless, Madam Dean."

He calmed down a bit: "When did this happen?" I mean, when is Wayne going to pick me up? ”

"It's 'Mr. Wayne,' and it's not okay to be rude to your benefactor."

The dean habitually educated him before saying, "Mr. Wayne wants to pick you up tomorrow." You have a night to pack up and say goodbye to your friends or something. ”

"Great, thank you, I see."

What the dean said: You have a night to pack your things.

Theodore heard: You have a night to escape.

Run, of course.

If you don't run away, you will have to be packed and stuffed into that luxurious manor by Wayne, and become the shape of countless abused little boys in the past!

What puzzled Theodore was why Wayne chose to adopt him in the end.

Isn't it dangerous enough to show yourself?

He almost pulled out the butterfly on the spot. Butterfly Knife, show Wayne a superb castration technique, how can it be more dangerous?!!!

On the other side, unbeknownst to Theodore, there is a conversation between Batman and Robin.

"I'm going to adopt Theodore."

The moment the topic was raised, Tim's movements paused like stop-motion animation.

"Bruce, don't tell me that your 'ready to adopt' actually means 'decided'?"

Batman doesn't speak.

Batman gives you a moment of silence for you to comprehend.

"I see."

Tim let out a sigh of relief, and turned the swivel chair around.

"Then I'll assume...... If Ah Fu is ready to say something, for example, if there is no magic in this family, the black-haired and blue-eyed little boy seems to have mitosis, and four ...... will grow in a blink of an eye You should be ready to talk about it, too? ”

"That's not accurate."

Bruce glanced at Tim, steel-blue eyes like waves of the sea, a hint of a teasing smile.

"After all, sometimes the little boy is not mitotic and he will deliver it to his own door."

Ti Tim, the little boy who delivered it to the door: "......"

Well done, Bruce.

Be careful when you eat tonight, as Alfred will add double the broccoli to your plate.

"For the record, I have no problem with Theodore."

Tim held up a hand to indicate the seriousness of the rest of his speech.

"But you made a decision so quickly, it was still beyond my expectations."

Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"I met Theodore in person, and he has a bit of a ...... personality Tricky, but not bad by nature. ”

As he said this, the boy's sharp and dangerous smile, and the little girl's unscrupulous hugging of the other's calves, flashed in turn in front of Batman's eyes.

"I don't think he can be allowed to grow up like this...... Theodore needed some restraint and teaching. ”

Tim noticed that when Batman spoke, there was a mixed tone of nostalgia in his tone.

He knew that at this moment, Bruce must have thought of another person.

The second child adopted by Bruce and the second Robin of Batman.

is also born on the street, disobedient, and wild, and faces the cruelty of the city at a young age.

Jason brings a lot of joy to Batman.

But the self-blame and pain of losing him are far deeper than those memories of the past.

Tim knew that Batman had always minded about it.

He believes that it was his own mistake that led to Robin's fall.

"Alright, Bruce, I only have one last question left."

Faced with the next topic, even Tim couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Bruce raised an eyebrow, signaling that he had something to say.

Tim turned the computer on his lap around, his slender fingertips tapping the computer screen.

"At noon today, when you left, you hung a signal locator on Theodore."

"Right now, the locator is moving at a speed of seven kilometers per hour in the opposite direction of Wayne Manor."

This is the normal speed at which humans walk, so the possibility of Theodore being kidnapped can be ruled out.

Tim struggled to flatten the corners of his mouth so that his expression would not be too obvious.

"I know you didn't discuss it with me and Ah Fu when you made your decision."

"But have you consulted Theodore?"

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"You must have asked, didn't you?"

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"Theodore didn't just get the news now, so he left in a rage, right?"

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Batman's silence was deafening.

And Robin Bird finally couldn't help it and burst into a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

Tim laughed so happily that from Batman's current perspective, he could even see his arrogant throat.

But Batman is still very restrained and doesn't take the opportunity to rush up with a flashlight and a small mirror to give Robin Bird an oral examination, because he is Batman.

Batman's tone was flat: "Theodore has a bad impression of Bruce Wayne. ”

Tim: "-Hahahahaha!" You don't have to explain, Bruce. You know, the more you explain it, the more ...... it becomes."

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Batman's jaw tightened, and he repeated it in a dry tone: "...... He had a bad impression of Bruce Wayne. ”

If Theodore had received the news at noon, he would have run away before dinner!

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On the question of how Theodore escaped...... Let's turn the clock back to six hours ago.

Theodore closed the door to the dean's office, and as soon as he returned to his bedroom, he sat down on the bed.

The boy half-hung his head and buried his fingers in his thick black hair, reflecting on how things had come to this point.

First of all...... I made a mistake.

Theodore closed his eyes and thought very sadly.

I took the liberty of misestimating Wayne's taste based on Tim's personality.

Because Tim is quiet and kind, he thinks that this big guy likes well-behaved and sensible children, and he can't hold his wild tastes.

As a result, people don't pick their mouths at all, and they want to eat a bite of wild meat!

your Bruce Wayne.

is so taboo, sooner or later one day you will meet Konstantin and stuff your ** into **.

Grinding his teeth in hatred, Theodore began to contemplate his escape plan.

He is well aware of his strengths:

Compared to his peers, Theodore is a little more capable of fighting, a little more beautiful, a little more knowledgeable and a little more knowledge...... A little bit more secret, too.

But these things alone are not enough to support Theodore's life.

He can easily deal with the school bully who comes to find trouble, and he will not be inferior to a few street gangsters, or the black state of the eighteenth line.

But Theodore is not yet capable of dealing with the structural evils that are high up in the city, entrenched at the top of the city.

Like Gotham itself, like Bruce Wayne.

It's like the harsh things he said to Wayne at noon today: prie open his door, skin the other person, and rip out this guy's intestines.

Can Theodore really do it?

Perhaps, but it has to be when you are cornered.

As long as you still have brains, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of uproar will be caused by an orphan without any background who kills the richest big guy in Gotham?

Without Wayne's bet money, Gotham would turn into an even bigger quagmire.

The beneficiary may be grateful to Theodore in his heart.

And the person who is implicated must be eager to kill him and then hurry up.

Within a few years, Theodore's name and face would appear repeatedly on television, newspapers and in various media. Even if he is lucky enough to return to his normal life, everyone around him will easily recognize him.

What about the rest of the Wayne family?

Someone is sure to try to manipulate Theodore's psychiatric evaluation.

It seems to be to exonerate him, but in fact, he wants to send Theodore to any insane asylum under his control.

As long as he thought of the series of things he would experience after being adopted by Wayne, Theodore couldn't even help but turn gloomy.

I can't stay in the orphanage, and I can't go to school.

Even Gotham, he'd better not stay here any longer.

Even if he runs to the metropolis next door, Theodore has to be a black household. lest as a minor, be found out by social institutions and return to Gotham and fall into the hands of Wayne.

Whose fault is this?

Theodore took the pillow as Wayne, and pinched it viciously in his hand: Wayne, you hurt people a lot!

With a long breath, Theodore threw the pillow on the bed and looked up to the window.

There were no birds flying outside the window.

But there's free Gotham there.