novelraw Chapter 206 Gordon's questioning
Chapter 206 Gordon's questioning
Bruce landed on the top floor of the Gotham Police Station with an agility and lightness that did not match his figure. Sergeant Gordon was waiting for him beside the bat light, and the smoke rings in the night curled up along his lenses.
Bruce strode forward, "Where's the information?"
Gordon's eyes couldn't see the expression behind the reflection of the glasses. "Let's talk, Batman."
"My time is precious." Bruce frowned, going around was not Gordon's style.
"I suppose so," said Gordon with a puff of smoke, "but I insist it's serious."
Bruce doesn't speak anymore, which to Gordon is always Batman's way of saying he's listening—as long as he doesn't just disappear quietly.
"I heard something from a criminal in prison," Gordon put his hands into his trouser pockets, "this little criminal was caught by you recently."
"I catch criminals almost every day," Bruce said dryly, electronically. "You need to be more precise."
Gordon glanced at him and said lightly——
"Is the night you and Robin bit each other's faces accurate enough? Or should I say, the night you and Robin French kissed?"
"Me and... what?!"
Bruce's indifferent and deep electronic voice almost broke at this moment.
Gordon looked at him cautiously, eyes flickering, "So, that's not you," he narrowed his eyes, and reached for the cigarette butt from his mouth, "There are indeed many of you?"
"I know there are at least two different people behind the mask. You, the obviously sullen one, and the other, slightly more lively one, who was always him for a while three years ago," Gordon said, taking a puff on his cigarette. "In the past few months, the one with the high collar is almost as gloomy as you. I thought you just changed your fashion consultant."
Bruce didn't reply, he was stunned by the words of "biting each other's faces with Robin" just now.
Could it be...Damian and Harley? !
What could he say to Gordon?Of course he can't say anything, and if he firmly denies it, Gordon will know immediately that Batman has changed.He wasn't ready to let Gordon know so many secrets.
Gordon was already on the brink of life and death every day because of his profession, so there was no need to set up a target for Gotham criminals as Batman's secret insider.
Gordon didn't wait for Batman's answer, so he could only breathe out another smoke ring and sigh. "The gossip, or slander, about you these years has made the people of Gotham tired."
"Almost all the famous female criminals, such as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn, etc., swear that they have slept with you; others say that you are a vampire with fangs and lived thousands of years Wait." Gordon felt that he was probably talking to himself again to a certain extent, and when he turned his head, he was slightly surprised to see that Batman was still there.
"So, your affair with Robin? It's not in the top ten news this week at all." He continued after taking a puff, "You know what Detective Brock said to that little criminal—'When will you watch it? Until Batman and the Joker stuff each other's tongues in each other's mouths, then come to the police station to complain!'"
"And this represents the mentality of almost everyone—no one takes it seriously. Naturally, you don't have to go to this little criminal to silence you. It's just that in this criminal's eyes... I can see something, it's after witnessing the truth crazy."
Gordon glanced at Batman again. He's still there?
"I won't and don't want to interfere with your private life, Batman," Gordon threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, "I'm glad you at least still have the ability to like someone and have desires. The psychiatrist in the police station has been Analyzing in a mess, saying that you have been betting your sexual frustration on fighting criminals; saying that according to psychological cases, you are definitely a sexual frigidity or even impotence. So, knowing that you have no problem in "that aspect", I will also replace you you are happy."
"It's just that, Batman," Gordon sighed, "I can understand both Batgirl and Batwoman, and I won't interfere—God, I won't interfere if you sleep on poison ivy."
That's because you didn't know batgirl was your daughter!Otherwise you will not understand!Bruce groaned inwardly.
Gordon flicked the cigarette butt to check if it went out, "But Robin? According to my calculations, she's underage..."
The sheriff finally looked directly at Batman, and even lightened the handcuffs around his waist on purpose, "Don't force me to arrest you. And I will definitely, as long as I have enough evidence... No, this kind of crime related to minors Cases don’t need too solid evidence, you understand. Don’t fall into this kind of thing that will ruin your entire vigilante career.”
Bruce... really wanted to shout to the sky; of course, he even wanted to grab his son and beat him up!
But now facing Gordon, he can neither deny it (it is tantamount to directly implying that Batman has changed!), let alone admit it (it was not done by him, and he is in danger of being regarded as a molester/pedophile/criminal!)...
So he just… grunted in frustration, fired his grapple gun, and left the attic.
"Hmm... this time, he didn't disappear behind my back?" Gordon said to himself as he watched Batman's fleeing back.
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Back in the Batcave, Bruce dropped the hood on the bat computer console, leaned on the back of the chair, and lowered his head in thought.
Damian and Halle haven't come back yet, they went to another remote suburb because a bank temporarily sounded the emergency siren.There are messages left by the two on the screen of the bat computer.
Bruce frowned.Looking back now, the relationship between Damian and Harley was full of flaws... and he chose to ignore them—because he never dared to think about that!
He has always regarded the two children as brothers and sisters!
Under normal circumstances, normal people would not casually suspect that their son or daughter had an affair!
But the two of them have no blood relationship after all...
It's not incomprehensible that Damian's character of being difficult to trust others will come together with the well-behaved childhood sweetheart Harry.At least Harley had no trouble getting over Damian's impenetrable barrier of trust.
Thinking that he was still worrying about his son's emotional and psychological problems a few days ago, it made Bruce feel so stupid.It was actually being played around by two children.
Ordinarily, his son was confirmed to have no psychological problems and found a companion, so he should be gratified.However, where does this anger that has nowhere to vent come from?
At least he could tell that this anger was definitely not just because of Damian's reckless and impulsive choice to make out with Harry in front of the criminal.
Wait... Bruce clenched his fists. The words "make out with Harry"...how could it make him feel an unknown evil fire again?
The engine sound of Damian's Batmobile came from far to near at this embarrassing moment.
Watching the two kids staggering out of the Batmobile, Bruce weighed where to start the most effective cursing.
His reprimand was blocked by the obviously abnormal state of the two children in front of him.
"I said, Batman, I'm fine." Harry gently shook off Damian's hand that was about to help him, stepped forward a few steps, and handed a small green bottle in his hand to Uncle Bruce.
"Here is Poison Ivy's latest pollen... or spores, I don't know the name of this one." Harley quickly reported, "In the whole bank, whether it's the security guards on duty or the police who arrived , all started after this pollen...uh, doing shameful things."
"Damian and I had no obvious reaction, so we beat the robbers, and they explained the details of their cooperation with poison ivy - 60% of the stolen money will be given to her to support her plant protection laboratory. The robbers have been taken away by the police who came to support later."
"I concentrated and collected some of these scattered pollen," she scratched her head shyly, "my irony magic is too bad... When I can use my wand freely after I am 17 years old, I will definitely be able to fight against these poisonous gases or pollen." That's enough to collect them all. So...don't disappoint me, okay?" Harry looked at Bruce anxiously.
Holding the bottle, Bruce saw that Harry's face turned red and white, and his forehead was still sweating...
Damian stood behind Harry with his arms crossed, his hood off, staring at the girl with disapproval. "Hmph—she inhaled some concentrated pollen while collecting samples."
"I don't think there's anything unbearable." Harry turned his head and retorted.
"Both of you ingested poison ivy and didn't respond?" Bruce asked, raising his eyebrows as he shook the ominous green smoke in the bottle.
Damian hesitated, "...not to the extent that it will affect the action."
Bruce's anger towards the two children subsided a little, at least they both could restrain themselves even under the influence of poison ivy's desire/desire-stimulating pollen.
He had heard before that Poison Ivy is not satisfied with just using spores to control others, and is still researching this kind of thing that can stimulate beasts/sex. Sure enough...has it started to be used?
"Come here, let me draw a tube of blood." He put down the bottle and waved to Harry.
At the same time, he threw another disposable blood drawing kit to Damian, "You too, draw it yourself."
It didn't take long for the blood analysis results to be displayed on the big screen.
"The concentration... is very high." Bruce looked at the rows of data, turned his head and asked Harry, "Are you sure you're okay?"
Damian's statistics are not optimistic, Bruce really didn't know his son's self-control is so strong.
"Like I told Damian, there's nothing unbearable." Harry shrugged.
She has no special feelings, except that Damian is very attractive today?Of course, he's so alluring every day.
Bruce pondered—it can only be said that maybe two innocent children are naturally immune to this kind of desire/desire-like poison?
To use an inappropriate analogy, if you have never eaten black truffle, your desire for it will naturally not be fresh and violent, because you actually don't know what it feels like, and there is no reference.
The villains never imagined that the tall and burly Batman was actually a virgin, and in the end he lost in this detail.
Bruce suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Go upstairs and rest." He gently instructed Harry, "I'll call you when the antidote is ready. Ah Fu is still awake, go ask him for a cup of hot milk."
Then he said to Damian who was about to leave together: "You, stay."
Knowing that his son hasn't done anything out of line, this makes him... proud?Of course, having made out with Harry that night in front of the criminal required a pretty serious reprimand.
"How did you and Harry get together?" His first words shocked Damian.
The author has something to say:
*Writing beautiful comics, especially the D family, how can you not play with pollen stems?evil smile.jpg
*The pollen principle in this chapter is all privately created by the garbage author.