novelraw Chapter 158 Behind the Refrigerator Door
Chapter 158 Behind the Refrigerator Door
Even if he was as alert as Bruce, he didn't react to the unfolding of the current situation for a while.
"Aren't you going to handcuff me?" Sirius spread his hands, "I'm enough to cooperate."
Well, from a human standpoint, this bat is less intimidating.
Merlin, he is really strong, dare to say that if you don't use magic, you may not be able to beat him.
—If you were here, James, you would tease me.
——You will say: "What are you thinking, look at the muscles on this Muggle...not necessarily, you can't beat him 100%, not even the two of us together."
He vaguely remembered that James had already begun to gain weight back then—the unavoidable fate of most married men, and the fat on his stomach must be a sign of happiness.
"You read that right, I am Sirius Black, AKA the big dog 'Titus', the MVP of today's 'Save Harley'." Sirius looked at Bruce Wayne in a daze, and took the initiative to explain to him .
"I must say, your ex-girlfriend is crazy and I feel for you, bat."
The girls at Hogwarts who tried every means to give him the love potion, compared with Thalia Ogu, were all little girls playing house.
After all, there are no girls at Hogwarts trying to steal his sperm...
Of course, Bruce didn’t have any special tool to tie up the wizard at this time. He could only take out an ordinary handcuff and handcuff the chattering Black’s hands behind his back—it always felt superfluous. wizard.
Blake obediently let him be handcuffed.
"Muggle handcuffs . . . I only played with an ex-girlfriend like that when I was younger," he murmured with interest.
Bruce ignores all his one-liners.
"...We will not hand you over to the wizard for the time being, so please follow us to the watchtower, where there are several cells."
There are many reasons for controlling Black in the hands of the alliance-before the case is completely clarified, the intervention of other wizards will only make things more complicated; and Bruce does not intend to listen to the orders of the wizards.
"Watchtower?" Sirius raised his eyebrows and grinned.
Out of the corner of her eye, Harry saw that Sirius Black looked even excited.
She looked at him from a distance. This recognized "traitor" should be the man of her godfather. He lived as a dog for her for many years, and today he surrendered himself to the Justice League after rescuing her. The decision was handed over...Harry found that she didn't know what expression to use to this man.
Sirius Black, feeling her gaze, blinked at her after a few seconds of silent eye contact.
"It's okay, Harry, your godfather, I haven't been in space yet."
Harry opened his mouth, but couldn't find the right words to reply, so she nodded.
Superman wanted to cut open the restraining ring on her wrist with his heat vision, but after two beams of red light hit the seemingly ordinary metal, it seemed to be absorbed, and those complicated magic patterns began to be revealed—then the bracelet immediately began to change. Red and hot, Harry frowned and hummed from being burned.
He could only quickly blow out his frozen breath to cool down her wrist.
"It should be magic..." He looked at Bruce and shook his head, "There is always nothing to do with them."
"Mother must have known that we escaped, let's go quickly." Damian finally suppressed the feeling of vomiting. Wizards have been traveling in this "anti-human" way?He wasn't envious at all.
Harley has been hugged by Superman, she struggled to turn her upper body in Superman's arms, put her head on his broad shoulders, clutched the red cloak, and said nervously to Damian behind her, "I don't know these things Is there a tracker on the bracelet..."
"It's okay," Damian reached out and patted Harley's arm to comfort her. "Even if you don't use the tracker, mother can guess that you will be in Gotham. With us here, she won't chase you."
The eye contact between the two children... Bruce found himself unable to understand...
Maybe it's just lost and found?Like Clark who had no intention of letting Harley walk again?
"It's weird, isn't it?" Black murmured beside him, "When did your son get on so well with Harry?"
"It's always been so good..." Bruce couldn't help supporting his son.
Just... wait a minute, why would he do this?
Suddenly felt that he had betrayed Harley... What's the matter with this feeling?
Bruce finds himself in the middle of troubles that most normal fathers would never have to deal with—sons and daughters, which side should he be on?
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Bruce left with Black first, because he needed to place Black in the superhuman prison in the Watchtower.
Damian flew back to Gotham with Harry on his back. Of course Clark flew by himself, with super speed. He must have arrived first, and informed the brothers and Grandpa Afu who were anxiously waiting at home in advance. good news.
Everyone in the mansion stayed up all night after Bruce set off.
When Harry did come back—breathing and jumping—everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
Ah Fu was so excited that he didn't cook - even if this didn't happen on the day Harley died.
He hid in his room, and no one could call out. Harry knocked on the door persistently, and finally forced Grandpa Afu to show up. The grandpa and grandson had a long talk for an hour.
Before that, Harry was pushed into the room by Jason, "I changed this purple dress, and set it on fire...it's too 'Talia', it looks like it's creepy."
Tim nodded in agreement.
After relaxing, everyone finally had the energy to care about their hungry stomachs, and stopped Ah Fu who was planning to cook a big meal late at night.
Uncle Clark finds a pizzeria that's still open -- super fast, of course, because it's far away in New York...
People say: "Pizza fixes everything." (Pizza fixes everything.)
At this moment, even the small decorations on her wrists that suppress her ability can't make her feel distressed...
Contentedly gnawing on the pizza in her hand, Harry looked at the family members sitting around and vowed to cherish these happiness.
— After all, death is boring.
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During this time, in the dining room, Harry and Damian's eyes met several times. Surrounded by all the family members, the two tried their best to pretend that everything was normal.
What Damian was thinking, Harry didn't know.All she knew was that her heart was pounding every time Damian looked over.
Not long after, Harry got up and went to the refrigerator to get soda water. Damian looked at the girl's back and walked over.
"Are... are you okay?" Under the cover of the door of the double-door refrigerator, Damian squeezed Harry's hand and asked quietly.
The cold air of the refrigerator brought a rare coolness, and Harry nodded slightly.
Damian glanced at the situation on the dining table behind the refrigerator door, thinking that no one was paying attention, turned around, lowered his head, and stole a kiss on the girl's cheek.
Harry put his arms around the boy's waist and raised his head to meet him.This sneaky feeling... is inexplicably exciting?
But both of them understand that they can't stay in the refrigerator for too long, how many detectives are there in this family...
After dinner—or should I say supper, everyone yawned and went back to their rooms to sleep contentedly.
Damian was stopped when he passed the door of Drake's room—or rather, he was pulled in by the other party.
Drake started the interrogation right from the start.
"What happened in the restaurant just now?" Tim frowned.
"You... saw it?" Damian was taken aback, it shouldn't be.
He looked at Drake's serious expression, shrugged, and dropped a bomb unprepared, "Harry and I kissed—when we were in the League of Assassins."
At this time, the one who was stunned on the spot had become Tim.
"Why did you tell me! I'd rather not know!" He gritted his teeth, "Now I'm being dragged into a boat by you! When these parents find out about you, as the first person who knows, I will definitely be attacked together with you !"
"Why are you doing this to me! You must be doing it on purpose!"
Damian idly watches Drake go nuts.
Suddenly, Tim thought of something, and squinted at Damian, like interrogating a prisoner, "I already know...Talia arrested Harley to use her to have an heir..."
"What shouldn't have happened didn't happen!" Damian immediately proved his innocence, "It won't happen either!"
"It's almost three years before Harley comes of age," Tim crossed his arms, and said coldly, plastic brotherhood being thrown aside long ago, "Can you swear to me?"
Damian thinks he's more annoyed than Drake - because the guy is nosy...and doesn't trust him enough.
"I admit that I have killed many people, and I accept your accusations that I am too cruel. But this kind of thing exceeds the bottom line of being a human being... You should have more confidence in my character, Drake."
"You know what? I don't believe you." Tim snorted, trusting only promises he could actually see, compared to empty promises.
So his "guaranteed means" is... toss Damian a big box of... condoms.
"Seriously, Drake?" Damian raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether to be angry or helpless.
"Seriously, of course. It's a...necessary security measure. Whether you use it or not, you should have it or have to..." Tim is also embarrassed, but someone needs to worry about this.
"100 packs?" Damian shook the exaggeratedly huge box in his hand...
"Large?" He read the instructions on the back.
"Not suitable, I need ExtraLarge (extra large)." Damian snorted and threw the box back to Drake.
"It doesn't make sense to show off size to me," Tim just wanted to roll his eyes, "hold it if it doesn't fit."