But people are different, and although Bruce is young, he is familiar with all kinds of detective literature, and he is not confused in this distracted situation.He just shook his head, stretched out his hand and took the initiative to ask for cigarettes and alcohol, and at the same time said: "You are not, if you are their good friend, it is impossible for my parents' bodies to still lie in a pool of blood, at least you should turn it over and check it." ”As he spoke, he broke free of Deathknell's palm, walked over to his parents, and struggled to turn Martha over, holding his mother's head in his arms, and touching the blood on her face.After a brief moment of silence, he turned over Thomas's body and carried his parents to a slightly cleaner wall, where they could lean against it."
It's worthy of Young Master Wayne, he is very smart at a young age, let's put it this way, the lady and I are enthusiastic people passing by, and when we see dead people here, we will come to see the excitement, and by the way, I will help you call the police.""
Thanks, I'll be waiting for the cop here, but can you contact Alfred for me?
He's my steward. ”Bruce looked up and sat against the wall between the corpses of his parents, just looking up at the bats under the lamp."
Alice, go call."
Su Ming threw a few steel hammers to Lori, and then walked to Bruce: "Do you want to be a detective?"
I can teach you that, by the way, the killing of your parents was not a robbery accident. ”The boy under the light turned his head instantly, his eyes were shocked, and he stared at the man's face: "How do you know?"
”"Evidence and clues, and then reasoning, kid."
Su Ming hooked his finger and motioned for the boy to follow, he walked to a dark place in the alley and pointed to his feet: "Look here, what do you see?"
”Standing up again, Bruce looked at the bodies of his parents, their hands still clasped together, and in the face of the blood sprayed all over the ground, he vowed to find the real culprit for them.The fiery thoughts gave him strength, and he thought that he might never cry again in his life, because as long as he knew the truth of everything, then logic would make everything understandable.And the things that are understandable will make people calm down automatically.He staggered and followed the strange man, he didn't even know the other person's name, he didn't even know if the face was real or fake, but he felt that it was not a bad person.Looking at the place the man pointed, the darkness made all traces inconspicuous, and Bruce's subconscious action was to squint his eyes, as if this could gather light.However, the man in the black trench coat took out a flashlight and let him light it himself.The corners of his mouth bent unnaturally downward, and he didn't take out a flashlight, and the place where the real death knell pointed was a bulge in the wall, and the chimney of the house next to it, if someone hid behind these bricks, and in the dark, then the people who walked in through the alley would not notice it at all, but because of the street lamp, those who were hiding here could see the faces of the visitors.There were seven trampled cigarette butts on the ground, as well as half a box of matches.There were black marks on the walls, left by the murderer who had bent his legs and kicked his feet against the wall several times after stepping on the cigarette butts.Whoever that person was, he had been waiting here for so long that he couldn't wait.At this time, Bruce had a strong feeling that what the man next to him said was right, this was not a failed robbery, but a deliberate ambush."
Should I tell the police?"
Bruce took a deep breath, and in the cold night, he only felt his back soaked with sweat."
The police in Gotham are unreliable except for a little cop named Gordon."
Deathstroke picked up the matchbox from the ground and gently placed it in Bruce's hand: "Give them the evidence, then this case will never be solved, you know what I mean, you as the heir of the Wayne family." ”The boy nodded silently, of course he understood that although his teens were still in the category of teenagers, the aristocratic education received by wealthy families was enough for him to have a mature mind.He looked down at the matchbox, which read the word 'Marlon' that seemed to be his name, and some illegible handwriting, as if he wanted to make a fortune, call 555-2323, and then the numbers were blurred, leaving stains left by the friction of his gloves.The culprit wore gloves and he was prepared, which further confirmed the claim of premeditated murder."
So what should I do?
Can you give me some advice?
”He put away the matchbox with Marlon written on it, carefully placed it in his breast pocket, and looked up at the man beside him."
First of all, as a detective, you have to maintain a good habit of smoking, drinking, and burning your hair."
Su Ming raised a finger and instilled the traditional dark thoughts in Bruce: "Secondly, you have two paths to follow now, one is to make yourself super dark and can bring fear to others, and the other is to become super rich, and things that are rich enough to be human will not be difficult for you." ”Darker blues is the same as stronger, and the darker it is, the stronger it gets.And money can make ghosts grind, come up with a large price to offer a reward, and even so much money that it can shock the whole country, so that the American Justice Society can't help but be moved, and those heroes of the older generation will also come to help.But the little boy just nodded silently and returned to his parents, he had already made up his mind that only children should make choices, he wanted them all!
At the other end of the timeline, old Batman came out of the toilet, as if he had washed his face with water, and at least he looked much calmer.But Bobo keenly smelled the smoke in the air, a brand different from the Wilson cigarettes that Deathstroke usually smoked, and the light of the display made the smoke wafting from the bathroom especially visible in the dimly lit room."
You smoke?"
Bobo had an expression of disbelief.As we all know, Batman can be said to be a representative of self-restraint, he is respectful of any addictive items, and even when he is wearing a Batman uniform, he can refuse Catwoman's courtship, which is so determined.The old man glanced at the orangutan inexplicably, and lay back on the sofa: "You are also a detective, you don't even know that detectives have to smoke, drink and burn their heads, right?"
This is what that man taught me sixty years ago" After speaking, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Bruce's eyes, and he took out a bottle of wine from behind the sofa, poured a large sip on it, and slowly wiped his mouth, looking like an old drunkard.And he really burned himself after entering the bathroom just now!
That gray hair is curly!
Bobo and Barry glanced at each other, and Flashy nodded silently, this is the change in the timeline after it has been modified, obviously.Deathstroke should have succeeded, and he even left a hint for himself and others by changing Batman.Barbara, who was chatting with Wonder Woman, was a little baffled, and she asked Diana from another world: "You are from a parallel world, don't your Batman smoke?"
I remember my father telling me that every time he lit a bat lamp on the roof of the police station, Batman would quickly come out of the darkness with a cigarette in his mouth, and in his spare time, the two would exchange tobacco choices and lighter tastes. ”The corners of Xiao Dai's mouth twitched, and she smiled awkwardly, and the area around her nose was wrinkled cutely, and she really didn't know how to answer.