Three Hundred and Eighty-Seven. The Confused Bat

Gotham City, Wayne Manor.

Alfred stood by the window alone, raised his head slightly and didn't know what he was looking at.

Until a portal opened behind him, and Jude stepped out of it.

But even so, he still stood there unresponsive, like a watchdog, more like a log of course.

"Hi... Alfred, what are you looking at?"

Only then did the old housekeeper come to his senses, and immediately looked back, his body tensed up, and he even made defensive movements with his hands.

But after finding out that it was Jude, he immediately relaxed and returned to that kind old man.

"Mr. Herbert, long time no see. When did you come?"

"Just arrived, what's the matter with you? Are you practicing some kind of dance?"

Alfred explained: "Some time ago, the young master carried out a major cleansing of Gotham City, and the Owl Court suffered heavy losses."

"Even if it wasn't uprooted, it can be said that the loss was heavy, and the sun finally shone into Gotham."

"But the enemy has not given up. We will be attacked from time to time, so I will be like this."

Jude nodded: "Don't worry, scabies will be eradicated sooner or later. I'm here for Bruce."

As soon as he mentioned the old bat, Alfred couldn't help but sighed.

"Mr. Herbert, until now, there is no news about the young master."

"Damian, Nightwing, and Barbara have already gone out to look for them, but... oh!"

Jude came to Wayne Manor to confirm whether Bruce had been found by the Bat Family.

Since there is not, it means that the old bat is really in trouble, and it seems that he has to do it himself.

He patted Alfred on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, Alfred, with me here, Bruce will be fine."

"Of course, even if something happens to him, I can turn you back into a whole living person."

"What does this sentence mean? Mr. Herbert." Alfred asked with some doubts.

"It's not interesting, don't get entangled in such trivial matters, first bring me one of his things, so that I can perform a positioning scan."

"Need something? Clothes? Shoes? A watch? Something else?"

"Whatever, preferably the one he uses often."

Alfred hurried to Bruce's study and retrieved a pen after a while.

"This pen is only used by the young master, is it okay?"

"Better."

Jude took out a prop similar to a globe, and put the pen in it.

Press the finger, the switch is activated, and the scanning wave immediately spreads from Wayne Manor to the entire earth.

In the blink of an eye, a dot lit up on the globe prop.

Jude put down the wine jug and said, "No, I've found his place."

Alfred hurriedly held the globe to his eyes, looked at it several times in a row, and asked very puzzled: "Why does the coordinate show Gotham City?"

"Huh? Gotham City? This means that Bruce is fine at all and came back by himself."

As Jude said, he brought the globe in front of him, and after a glance, he was sure that it was in Gotham City, and it was still moving.

"Hi... The facts are already clear. This old bat is completely fine, causing everyone to worry for nothing. I must blackmail him for the best wine."

Jude sat down on the sofa as he spoke, and stopped Alfred who wanted to go out. valley

"Don't worry, Fu, your young master is fine, he will be here soon, you should contact those little guys first and let them come back."

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of Wayne Manor, and Jude suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I have to knock on the door to enter my own house. There is a problem."

Alfred's heart immediately became tense, and after the gate opened, an RV parked in front of the villa.

The car door opened, and a man in a hat and overalls stepped out.

"Good sirs, who is Alfred?"

"I am.

"

"Mr. Alfred, we are from the Harley Transportation Company. A customer has entrusted us to deliver Mr. Bruce over here."

Alfred's face changed: "Where is he? Where is Bruce?"

The man's companion opened the door of the RV, and Bruce was lying in it.

Alfred rushed over, got into the car, and took Bruce's hand.

Feeling the temperature from the opponent's hand, and seeing that Bruce's breathing is also very steady, he was temporarily relieved.

Jude also approached, checked and said: "The vital signs are all right, everything is normal, but he was injected with anesthesia and needs to sleep for a while."

Alfred picked up Bruce and brought him back to the room. Regardless of the old butler's age, he had also been on the battlefield when he was young, and his physical strength was really not enough.

Jude stood where he was, looking carefully at the several staff members.

"Who told you to send Bruce here? Who is the guest you are talking about?"

The man in overalls showed a troubled expression: "Sir, aren't you embarrassing us? Our company has regulations, and we can't disclose customer information at will, otherwise we will be fired."

"And we're just errand-running employees, everything is following the arrangement, and we don't even know what's going on."

"But to be honest, Bruce Wayne, this is a world-renowned rich man. Even if you don't ask, we think it's quite strange."

Jude didn't make things difficult for these workers, as they said, the lowest-level employees don't know anything at all.

After sleeping until noon, the effect of the anesthetic finally wore off. Bruce woke up slowly and opened his eyes.

Those little guys have also come back, and everyone is gathered around his bed at this moment, it seems that there is a feeling of children taking care of their old father.

Shaking his dizzy head, Bruce froze for a while before speaking.

"Where am I?"

"Wayne Manor, your home, master."

"Manor... wait, where is Thanos? What is the result of the war?"

Jude lifted Damian's back collar, threw the little guy aside, then sat down next to Bruce, and poured him a half bottle of whiskey under everyone's astonished eyes.

"Hi... are you awake now?"

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Only then did Bruce notice Jude: "It turns out that you are back. It seems that you have dealt with Thanos."

"Of course, who else could it be if it wasn't me? Tell me about your experience."

Bruce shook his head: "I can't remember at all. I was in the North Pole, and then there was a big explosion. I was sucked into the sea water, and I didn't know anything after that."

"When I woke up, I was already lying on this bed, and I was drunk with half a bottle of whiskey by you."

After speaking, the old bat glared at Jude resentfully.