novelraw Chapter 105 The Little Bat Flaps Its Wings (Bug Catching Bugs)
Chapter 105 The Little Bat Flaps Its Wings (Bug Catching Bugs)
"Instruction 36: The [-] people you saw when you were born are your masters, who must never be hurt."
"Instruction [-]: Don't use any reason to disobey the orders issued by the masters."
"Instruction Three: All the orders of the master are for the balance of the entire universe, and must be implemented to the maximum extent."
"Instruction [-]: The memory is only an interruption to the execution of the task, and the memory must be cleared after the task is completed."
"Instruction Five: New instructions can be added at any time."
In the secret stronghold of the Time Management Bureau, in the eyes of everyone, a piece of instruction data was implanted into the soul of the puppet in the training cabin, like tarsus maggots.When Esmail's hero died and the last ray of power flowed into the cabin, the puppet opened its eyes.Inorganic black eyes saw the world for the first time, and pictured the faces outside the cabin or excited or greedy one by one.
The corners of the face and mouth of the first raven under the mask are slightly hooked, which is the hidden instruction that has never been mentioned but is instilled all the time-"Hidden instruction: The order I give is above all else, and it must not be disobeyed or changed."
In the dark alley, a gunshot startled a few ravens "flapping" into the air.
"Ding" the invisible force swayed the ripples, the raven froze in the appearance of spreading its wings, the bullets stagnated in the air, and the shooter and the family of three who were robbed all maintained their out-of-shape facial expressions.
"Tsk," Hei walked out of the void, and pushed the bullet away with a look of disgust.The fact that time waits for no one is the same for everyone, even a doctor running around with a phone booth on the timeline.
Thankfully, when he was in Esmail, Bai hoped that his friends would pay more attention to his selfishness and the last wish of the brave, and successfully intercepted part of the power that belongs to generosity and loyalty.Using the most remaining moderation as the skeleton, although there was no hope left, he filled it in with a little laziness, and it was barely usable.
Scattered powers were pieced together, and a body was barely assembled, temporarily used to store the soul.
He was able to regain the power that Bai had taken away as quickly as possible, so he naturally couldn't carry a troublesome body, so he had to find a place to put it temporarily.And Gotham is the best choice he can find nearby. First, the negative forces are strong enough for him to cover Bai's tracks.The second is that this place is always at the student level, and there are many heroes of all kinds, which is conducive to Bai's self-cultivation.
This is why he appeared here at this point in time.
Hei snapped his fingers, and the family of three on the opposite side was freed from the frozen time.Instinctively, Thomas now shielded his wife and children behind him, looking at everything beyond common sense around him, "Who are you? What do you want to do? Whatever you want to do, don't hurt them."
"Not bad, barely qualified." Hei looked him over critically, focusing on the child behind him.The child was favored by fate, and all kinds of fate lines converged on him, spreading to unknown directions.This means that he will have a wonderful life in the future, full of trials, choices and transitions, and every thought may lead him to a different path.
"As a rare kind-hearted man in this city, Mr. Thomas Wayne, as you can see, I saved your family's life." Hei took off his hat and acted like a British gentleman. "I believe that Mr. Thomas should not be stingy in return for saving his life, right?"
Thomas asked warily, "What do you want in return? Money? Or something else?"
"It's very simple," Black Hand made a move in the void, and a capsule-shaped maintenance cabin fell into his arms.It can be seen through the translucent deck that a one or two-year-old child is sleeping inside.Black hair, pale and thin, unconscious and silent.
Yes, this is the body where the White Soul temporarily resides.After all, the remaining strength is too little, let's squeeze it, it's not easy to gather a child of this size.
"Take care of this child, wait for him to wake up, and take care of him to grow up well. Until one day, I will pick him up." Hei gently embraced the nursing cabin, looked down at the sleeping child inside, and in his eyes was himself. An unnoticed warmth.I have traced his edges and corners, imagined his dark gray pupils when he opened his eyes again, imagined his preaching and his softness that he never expressed in words.
It was also this moment of gentleness that made Thomas relax a little bit, "Who is this child?"
"Curiosity killed the cat, you should know this proverb." Hei's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, "There are only two points, I must remind you. First, he may or may not wake up. When sleeping Just put it somewhere, but if he wakes up," his dark eyes seemed to grow a little darker, and the air around him was oppressive, no doubt a warning. "No crime, no blood and no superheroes, keep him as far away from those messy things as possible, it's better to just be a normal person."
"The second point is a small reward. Devils will pay for seducing humans, not to mention that I think I am much more honest and trustworthy than those guys in hell." The atmosphere relaxed, and Thomas and Martha felt the urgency of remaining their lives after a catastrophe. Breathing in the air, the clothes on the back were soaked in cold sweat.Perhaps the instigator was still holding a child in his arms, so he was lenient to Bruce, who was also a child.
Little Bruce grabbed his parents' sleeves and patted their backs worriedly, while looking nervously at Hei who was smiling, lest he would do something.
Black narrowed his eyes slightly, very interesting eyes.
"If you want to see a different Gotham, he will be that hope. The stronger he is, the harder the crimes of Gotham will be suppressed. The happier he is, the more good people in Gotham will be." He vertically Put your index finger to your lips, "That's all for now, I think you should understand what I mean."
Looking at the child in Yi Yi's arms for the last time, the maintenance cabin gently landed in Thomas' arms under Hei's control.
Hei took two steps back, and disappeared into the void without hesitation.The guy who shot was also dragged away by him. As an ordinary person, the moment he entered, he would be torn into powder by various forces in the void.
Time began to flow again.
The noise of the crowd came from the streets and alleys. Martha tightened the child's hand and looked at Thomas.If it weren't for the real weight in their arms, they might have regarded everything just now as a dream.
"Huh," Bruce woke up from his dream again, sweating profusely.
"Master Bruce," Alfred who was waiting by the bed handed over a towel, "I hope that what woke you up this time was not a nightmare."
"No, no," Bruce took the towel, "I just dreamed about something from the past. Fu, do you remember the kid my parents brought back?"
"Are you talking about the child who has been placed in the observation room? Of course I remember, master, after all, I have been in charge of his care all these years. I remember when Master Thomas brought him back, I thought There is another young master in the Wayne family." Alfred took the towel used by Bruce and put it on his arm, raised his eyebrows slightly, "But I think, if it wasn't for the young master Dick who accidentally broke into the observation room a few days ago, you I’m afraid I’ll never remember that there are other children in my family.”
"No, I don't think I've forgotten."
"Perhaps so. After all, you'll always know of the child's existence when he wakes up."
Feeling Ah Fu's slightly condemning gaze, Bruce supported his head with a headache.It was a disaster.That day he walked into the Batcave as usual, and his Robin, Dick, ran over excitedly.
"Hey, Bruce, I found a child. Black hair, just like you. So are you secretly married? No," he overturned the guess himself, and said with bright eyes, "I knew it, as a fluffy My son, even if it’s just a superficial image, it’s inevitable that people will die. So it’s an accident of yours? A woman you once dated came to the door with a child in her arms, and then you gave her a check and told her Leave her to go?"
And Bruce could only repeat in vain, "No, it's not what you think, Dick." "You think too much, it doesn't matter." "There is no such thing as you said This matter, this is the plot of a third-rate novel."
Until Afu came down with food and told them, "I'm very glad, Master Bruce, that you finally found out that there is actually a child in Wayne Manor, as well as Master Dick. That child has nothing to do with Master Bruce. He was in Master Thomas It was brought back at the time, and it was entrusted by others. Can you two spare time for unnecessary quarrels and eat your dinner first? I hope that the food I prepared today will not be left to cool down and reheated over and over again."
This ended the farce.But in the next few days, Bruce could still clearly feel Dick's uncontrollable curiosity and desire to explore, so that his face became darker and darker these days.When he was doing those small activities at night, several criminals were so frightened that their legs limp and collapsed on the ground when they saw him.
This created a vicious circle, and Bruce's face grew colder.
Our Master Bruce is only 28 years old, and the dream-like experience in his childhood has appeared in his dreams many times.In the years that followed, as he grew up, he found that there seemed to be some people hiding in the dark trying to take the lives of his parents who had managed to survive.
Then at the age of 15, he was captured and kidnapped by those shadowy minions.Oh, what an unforgettable memory.Chaos, darkness, violence and blood. Although he escaped by chance, his parents decided to temporarily suspend his death and hide in the darkness to ensure his safety.
For this, if it wasn't for the old Stark couple next door and his parents some time ago.The intimate group photo of two couples standing in front of the Egyptian pyramids, Bruce thought, maybe he is still guessing that his parents are secretly fighting with some behemoth to the death.
Incidentally, the last time he saw Tony he had agreed on the photo.The two ladies are indeed very harmonious, but the two men, seeing the hidden sharpness in their eyes, probably have a lot of fights in private.
Speaking of the topic, based on the distance from childhood to adulthood, Bruce has a deep understanding that there is probably nothing more reliable than making himself stronger.So he left home, went to various places to learn from teachers, learned various schools of martial arts and at the same time carried out his own academic training.After returning from his studies, he established an identity for himself that belongs to Gotham's dark night-Batman.
Get rid of being told by the old butler, "Master Bruce, I thought you were past the age of hero worship." So far, the road to the night is going well.Although it seems now, the problem of him picking a partner for himself in a moment of soft-heartedness should be removed.
Well, we will discuss these matters later.
"So Master Bruce, what are you worried about? With all due respect, your face is full of worry and fear."
"I dreamed about something from my childhood, about how that child came here. To be honest, I have this dream for the third night. The scenes in the dream are clearer every time, which makes me feel a little bad " Bruce frowned, "It's hard to describe this feeling, but I can be sure that something bad is going to happen."
Ah Fu handed over the new clothes, while tidying up the crumpled clothes that were still messed up on the bedside. "Your hunch is correct, Master Bruce. Do you remember an important meeting today? Mr. Fox specifically told you that if you are still absent from this meeting, then he will choose to take a period of vacation."
"Damn!" Bruce grabbed his tie and got off the bed neatly. He didn't want to sit in the company and deal with those troublesome things.That meant more Playboy Bruce playtime than just chores.Come to think of it, there's nothing worse than spending half the day acting, acting like you're an idiot with a head full of beauties.
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