sinovels Chapter 272
Chapter 272
"Bruce?" Dick yelled suspiciously, not knowing if he was walking well, Bruce stopped suddenly.
His voice startled Carl, who looked up at them while stuffing the torn chocolate into his mouth.
He looks first at Dick, who is staring at Bruce, not paying attention to Carl.
Carl looks up at Bruce again.
Bruce was staring at him, his steel-blue eyes that were always unclear about his emotions, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe he already knew that he was Superman. Carl guessed this way. He would never underestimate Batman's ability to gather intelligence. Whether it was Bruce, Lex or Tony, they all belonged to the kind of control freaks who could be called insane. The only difference lies in their reaction after hearing the news.
He swallowed the bit of chocolate, pressed it under his tongue, and greeted Bruce happily: "Hi Brucey baby, I'm coming to see you and your cute little Dick~"
"Welcome." Bruce said, and the paused figure began to move again, as if he had broken free from the thoughts just now, "Aren't you going to stay for a few more days this time? I know you don't like parties, it doesn't matter, Gotham City except There are other things to do outside of the party."
Dick had hopped over to Carl's side to sit down, and he added, "Bruce is right, Gotham has a lot of museums and libraries that are worth seeing, and circuses—Gotham has the best in the world." The circus, I promise!"
"Is that so?" Carl's heart skipped a beat. "It sounds fun. I mean, I really don't have the chance to go to those places. My brother didn't allow me when I was young, but now I don't have the chance."
"Alexander doesn't seem like the type to discipline you like that," Bruce said.
"Yes, he doesn't really care about me. When I was young, there was a ban on not going out casually, and I got used to it later." Carl put his hand on Dick's hairy head, rubbing Dick so that he staggered, "Sit down, You stand and I have to look up when I talk to you."
Bruce sat down next to him, Carl was messing with Dick, and didn't notice that Bruce was looking at him strangely.
But even if he did, he'd just think Bruce saw that he was Superman and wouldn't think too much about it.
Alfred brought afternoon tea, and the aroma of black tea wafted in the living room. Three small cakes that looked pleasing to the eye were placed on a thin bone china plate. The old housekeeper also saw the dark chocolate in Carl's hand , he concealed the surprise in his expression.
"I saw the dark chocolate when I was looking for the remote control in the drawer, so I ate it directly." Carl immediately explained that he didn't think the people present would mind that he just picked it up and ate the chocolate, but this behavior seemed It's true that it's a little strange, "Dick? Is this your chocolate?"
"It's not for me, I don't like to eat this." Dick who was asked was also a little confused, "Bruce and Aff don't like to eat this either. Strange, why is there a piece of dark chocolate in the drawer?"
"That's for you, Carl," Bruce said slowly. "Since the last time you came... there's been a piece in a drawer that I forgot to put away."
A Fu stood aside respectfully, maintaining a polite smile, but his eyes flickered slightly.
He didn't expose the little master's insignificant little lie.
The old butler never forgot to tidy up the house. That piece of dark chocolate was specially put together with the remote control to commemorate the little baby who suddenly appeared and disappeared mysteriously.
Of course Dick is also very nice, smart, polite, and lively, adding a lot of warmth to the always silent ancestral home of the Wayne family. After Master Richard came, the master’s smile also increased significantly. This boy is easy It was accepted by Alfred.
But occasionally, the old butler would also notice the little master's frowning and worried expression, and noticed that after so long, his master still didn't give up looking for the little baby.
He is only a little bit big, but his temper is not small at all. He is headstrong, picky, and loves to cry... How normal, what an ordinary child, who can not worry about him?
It must be admitted that when Alfred found that his master was forced by this ordinary kid who couldn't wink and hide his emotions, trying clumsily to act like a father, he was almost moved to go to the old master. Chanting at the grave.
Of course Alfred knew that the baby brought back by his master couldn't really be an ordinary baby. Batman couldn't bring home a completely ordinary baby who just learned to walk, so he There must be something special about him.He was also mentally prepared that he would leave if he couldn't take care of the baby for a few days, but he didn't expect that they would spend so little time together.
but now……
He raised his eyelids, looked at Carl who was talking happily with Dick, and looked at Bruce's expression calmly. Laughing, occasionally inserting a line in the conversation between Carl and Dick.
He didn't speak, just lowered his eyebrows and slowly exited the room.
Bruce didn't intend to reveal Carl's identity right away.
First of all, it's completely unnecessary to do so.
Bruce didn't dare to say how much he knew about Superman, because it was only now that he found out that Carl had a [-]% chance. Even after Superman, he didn't dare to say that he knew Carl very well. It is difficult for a person's temperament to start as a teenager and fake it for several years-this possibility needs to be taken into account, but if there is no tangible evidence to prove it, even as suspicious as Bruce will keep his suspicions in the dark.
If Carl's character is not too different from what he showed, then this matter can be brought up when the atmosphere is more harmonious, such as afternoon tea time is a very good opportunity, but Dick is here, so Bruce chooses Stand still.
Carl and Manager Di Keyi chatted about the latest movies, but not the two that will be released tomorrow, but the new plan of D& Company.
"Sci-fi movie." Carl didn't hide his secrets, but he didn't reveal too much, "artificial intelligence theme."
"Robot rebellion? An old topic that has been passed down from the last century to today. Classics have been published one after another. The space for innovation is getting smaller and smaller. I think it is difficult for new things to emerge."
"This is no ordinary sci-fi movie, Little Dick—" Carl deaf to Dick's protests of "Don't call me Little Dick." "I promise this movie will tell some very interesting things, very interesting."
"The script has already been written?" Bruce said casually, "It sounds like that from your tone, do you need me to do anything?"
"I don't know that you like these things too, Bruce, but D&M no longer needs investment or additional publicity when it develops to this day, just follow the normal process. You can keep looking forward to it."
"I am interested in both opera and drama, and I also have some knowledge in music appreciation." Bruce crossed his legs gracefully, "Movies are not my favorite form of entertainment, but for those recognized classics, I also have some small insight."
"He also accompanied me to play the games produced by your company." Dick said, "Bruce thinks that some of the action designs in it are very close to the possibility of actual manipulation, although they all seem to challenge the limits of the human body—"
"Those are indeed actions that humans can do, but only some people with top physical fitness can do it."
Carl took out his mobile phone to operate it, and then raised his head: "I'll send you a part of the setting diagram, Dick, you can observe it. I think you belong to the person who can do these actions."
"Really!" Dick exclaimed. "That's great! I'll see it right away!"
Before leaving, he glanced at Bruce, and got a small nod from the other party, so Dick left with confidence—he knew that Bruce had something private to say to Carl, something that was inconvenient for him to hear.
Dick, who is not yet ten years old, has no objection to Bruce's secretive attitude, and he himself knows that he is too young to participate in those grown-up topics.
Dick's departure changed the atmosphere in the living room. Carl blinked and watched Dick run up the stairs, and when he turned around, he smiled at Bruce:
"Actually, you should be able to do those moves. Although most tricks and parkour are designed to have more visual effects than practical effects, you can improve yourself by referring to them."
"I don't understand what you're talking about," Bruce said slowly.
"Oh," Carl said, "I have something to tell you. No, no, two things."
Bruce's brow twitched slightly.
"First things first, I'm Superman."
Carl paused to see Bruce's reaction, but unfortunately, Bruce didn't give any reaction, just looked at him like this, waiting for what he was going to say next... It seems that Bruce will not be able to pretend to be surprised today.
"Second thing, I know who you are."
Bruce said, "Who am I?"
"...Don't be like this, Bruce, it's really not your style to ask like this... Do you have to ask me to say it?" Carl complained a little.
Bruce's expression has become a lot more condensed, but he doesn't look angry or unhappy.
"Say it." His lowered voice seemed to come from deep underground, "tell me what you guessed."
"Actually, I didn't guess. I've known you for a long time, because I have a very good hearing - and I think you know it - and I can hear a lot of unusual people. Generally, I will They keep paying attention. Of course, it’s not the kind of monitoring, just... just listen to it when you think of it.”