Chapter 2191: Battle of Two Cities! (Fifty-Five)
In front of the towering Gothic window at the end of the corridor, the setting sun casts a sharp sword on the ground and coats the walls with a dull yellow. The twigs in the garden stretch over and the chirping of insects always reminds people of the summers of my childhood.
The dull sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Dick, who was sitting at his desk and immersed in writing, suddenly straightened his body and pricked up his ears.
He turned around quickly like a frightened rabbit, but the expression of expectation and surprise on his face disappeared the moment the door was pushed open.
"Bruce... uh, Batman, what's the matter?"
Bruce outside the door was not wearing casual clothes, but Dick could still tell that this was not the young Bruce he knew so well, but the real Batman, the owner of Gotham's Wayne Manor.
"Have you finished your homework?" This is not a question, but an expression "Theoretically, you should have finished your homework by now."
"Well..." Dick twisted his body back and said after a long drawl: "It's still a little bit worse. There is still about half of the sentence imitation."
When he turned his head again, Batman was already standing quietly behind him. Dick raised his eyes and looked at him with some doubts, and asked: "When did you come back? Have you finished your work?"
Batman didn't answer. He sat on Dick's bed next to the desk and said, "If I remember correctly, you have to memorize 30 words today. Thomas will definitely check it later."
"I've finished memorizing it!" Dick stood up, bent down and looked for his vocabulary book on the bookshelf in front of him. After flipping through it for a long time, he started to rummage in the drawer at the bottom.
Batman frowned slightly. He couldn't see the large piles of books and textbooks in the drawer. Dick rummaged in the desk for dozens of seconds and finally pulled out the vocabulary book.
He turned the vocabulary book to today's page and handed it to Batman, sat back on the chair, crossed his arms and raised his chin, with an expression that said "Ask whatever you want."
But before that, Dick still planned to solve his doubts first, so he asked: "Why are you here free? Let me declare first that I have been staying on the empty island and have never even gone down there. No matter what happened down there, It has nothing to do with me.”
Dick obviously thought that Batman was here to get information, but Batman was sitting there with his elbows on his knees, flipping through the vocabulary book and asking: "Are you going to high school soon? Which school do you want to go to?" University?"
Dick was a little restless, not because of the questions Batman asked, but because he still didn't know what Batman was here for, and now he really envied Tim's detective skills.
He bet that if this kid were here, he would have guessed what Batman wanted to ask from his expression, words and body movements, and would have given him the answer he wanted early, and ended this awkward conversation.
Unfortunately, Dick has never been good at this, so he could only answer hesitantly: "I don't know, Thomas has probably arranged it."
The good news is that Batman finally took his eyes off the vocabulary book, the bad news is that he started staring at Dick.
"Am I making you feel bad?"
Dick rubbed his arms, grinned and said, "Okay, I know it's a bit rude to say this, but if you continue to stay here, I might really not be able to finish my homework."
"Will the Bruce Wayne you know accompany you to do your homework?"
Dick could tell that Batman didn't really want an answer and was just asking casually, but he still thought about it seriously and said.
"He tried it and then he realized it wasn't good for either of us, so he stopped doing it and I didn't need him with me."
Batman looked down at Dick's vocabulary book again. He knew why Dick said it was not good for either of them, because Dick's vocabulary book was designed to treat obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Not only are they not arranged in alphabetical order, some two words are separated by one line, and some two words are separated by two lines. Some words even appear on the previous page one second ago, and are displayed on the next page the next second. Marked out.
"A codebook compiled in a rather novel way."
Batman commented, then closed the vocabulary book and gave it back to Dick.
Dick reached out and slowly took the vocabulary book, but his eyes still stayed on Batman's face, trying to figure out the reason why he came here, but in the end he couldn't figure out anything.
"How much of your sentence copying is left to be finished?"
Dick glanced back at the exercise book he was writing and said, "There are about five more paragraphs."
Batman sat forward a little further so that he could see clearly the homework book Dick put on the table. There were 10 sentences in sentence imitation. It was not a very basic question. There were even two sentences that could be called French. It’s a long and difficult sentence.
It can also be seen that Dick has made some achievements in learning French. Batman asked in French: "Is there anything you don't understand?"
"I feel fine, the question is not very difficult." Dick instinctively replied in French, and then looked at Batman with wide eyes.
"My God, you speak French so well," Dick exclaimed in French, "better than my French teacher!"
Batman was accustomed to such compliments, but he was slightly amazed at Dick's speaking skills in French. The pronunciation of spoken French was still a bit difficult, and Dick had only learned it for more than a year, so it was quite good to have such a level.
He turned his attention back to Dick's homework and found that there was no big problem with the sentence structure of the first few sentences. At this time, Dick twisted and turned as if there were needles under his buttocks, fidgeting and obviously not used to Batman staying here.
Batman stood up, turned around and walked back, gently patted Dick's chair, and then said: "Thomas will be back at 5 o'clock. You'd better finish your homework before then, so that you can all spend a peaceful night."
Dick looked at Batman and nodded, until Batman walked out of the room, he immediately slammed the homework book shut, and then frantically took out the mobile phone from the lower drawer, like a thief, while glancing at the door and dialing, and then covered the receiver and said to the other side.
"You don't know what just happened, Jason! Batman actually came to my place, you can ask Tim, what happened?... God! It's only 4:30 now!" New Town Bronx, 4:30pm.
Boom!
A yellow and black figure flew backwards and fell heavily into the ruins. Several lasers flew over immediately.
A puff of smoke rose, and the figure disappeared, but the laser sweep continued for several minutes until the ruins were completely molecularized, and then the lasers gradually disappeared.
Behind the only remaining ruins of a building next to it, Deathstroke looked at the empty ground that seemed to have been deleted and took a breath, then looked up at the sky and said, "Don't tell me that aliens have invaded?"
"Aliens invade every day." Deadpool tutted his lips and said, "But these guys are too cruel..."
"It means they are not ordinary aliens."
Boom! ! ! ! !
Another missile landed on the street in front of Deathstroke and Deadpool. The two immediately turned around and ran. Sure enough, a fully armed robot team with plasma cannons and machine guns walked towards here not far away.
They immediately noticed the two fleeing people, and the power boots flashed. The whole team flew into the sky and chased here at a very fast speed.
"Think of a solution quickly, cousin! Otherwise, we will really become dead people!!!"
"Find a safe place first!" Deathstroke turned back and fired two shots into the air. The bullets hit the robot's armor without even leaving a scratch.
Boom boom boom!!!
Zila-zila-
Deadpool dodged the bombing and attacks while looking back. Seeing that the dense robot army on the skyline was still increasing, he swooped over the broken walls in front of him and shouted.
"We should really find a safe place first... and then contact Batman!!!"
Jason heard Batman's footsteps as soon as he hung up the phone. Like Dick, he slammed the phone into the drawer and smiled at Batman who walked in.
"Are you reading a book?" Batman nodded gently and asked.
Jason nodded and raised the book he had opened on the table to show Batman. What surprised Batman was that the book was "The Fall of Giants".
This is a novel. Although it is presented from the perspectives of five different young people, it is more like a 20th century "Fengwuzhi". Batman thought Jason would prefer to read some theoretical books.
Jason, who got the tip-off from Dick, also began to look at Batman. Dick made sense. It was only 4:30 in the afternoon. Although it was still a while before dark, Batman had to prepare before going out to fight crime.
He usually went into the Batcave after lunch and would not come back all night. Sometimes he could be seen at breakfast the next day, and sometimes he had to wait until noon.
Batman's afternoon was not free. Even if he was free, there were more important things to do, especially in this case, the huge city below was full of artillery fire.
Jason looked carefully, but did not find any anxious expression on Batman's face. Jason knew why Dick called him, because Dick thought Batman would definitely come to him, and Dick hoped that his psychological talent would help him figure out what Batman was up to.
But Jason didn't understand.
This made Jason feel a little uneasy. He once thought that Batman was a living coffin because he didn't see any outward emotions in him, which was impossible for humans.
After his careful observation at this moment, he found that Batman was really a coffin, and he might not even be alive, because he was as cold as a dead person.
Without any emotional feedback, Jason was even more nervous than Dick, because he usually relied on reading other people's subtle emotions to survive or gain an advantage, but this trick suddenly didn't work, just like a person suddenly went blind.
Batman had a clear view of him, but he couldn't see anything. Anyone would be so nervous when facing this situation. Jason couldn't even think about how he lived to this age in this universe.
"Well... what's the matter?" Jason could only ask this.
Facing a lion, you are not a hunter with a spear, not even an antelope or a rabbit, but just a half-blind blind snake, what else can you do?
Batman sat down on the end of Jason's bed and asked, "Aren't you joining any clubs?"
"I am in the football and skating clubs, but not today. I have to volunteer on the street next door on Sunday and return books to school on Wednesday afternoon."
Jason decided to be lenient by confessing to Batman's every question, and to be as detailed as possible, and then to let the lion get the answer he wanted and leave quickly. He really couldn't stay under the lion's teeth for much longer.
"Can you play football?" Batman asked again.
Jason sighed and said, "I can play football, but not very well. I don't plan to go the professional route. The main purpose is to keep fit. Thomas and Martha have no objection."
"About a week ago, I played a game with the junior high school next door. We lost 2:3 away. I played center forward. I didn't score any goals and didn't have any outstanding performance. After the game, I went to eat hamburgers with the team members. I got home on time at 7 o'clock in the evening and slept well."
"Can you talk to me about this book?"
Jason wailed in his heart.