This bat cub looks very weak

"No matter what your purpose is, I only have one thing to say to you: get out of my Gotham." Bruce sat in front of Dorothy in his bathrobe, looking at her very vigilantly, as if he would make her pay if she made any rash move.

However, when Dorothy heard what Bruce said, she felt as if she had suffered 10,000 points of critical damage in her heart. Oh, Dad, you change your expression so quickly (dead eyes).

However, after hearing Bruce say this famous line, Dorothy felt inexplicably excited, and she began to look forward to the crematorium part in the future.

"Maybe you may not trust me, but it doesn't matter to me. After all, I'm just here to deal with what I need to deal with, and I'll leave when things are resolved." Dorothy didn't care about Bruce's attitude. If Bruce smiled and accepted an outsider, even an outsider who knew his true identity, then there would be something fishy.

"What good will this do me? Letting someone I don't know run rampant in my city." Bruce picked up the coffee that Alfu poured for him, and then spoke to Dorothy word by word.

"To be honest, there are benefits, but the more important point is, do you think you can stop me, Bruce Wayne?" Dorothy answered mercilessly.

Bruce held the coffee cup tightly and did not reply immediately. Because he was not sure about the ability of the man in front of him. If the hostility continued and the situation got worse, he could not guarantee what the other party would do.

"I agree that you can stay in Gotham temporarily, but you must leave immediately after the matter is resolved." Bruce figured it out and put down the coffee cup. Instead of pushing the other person out, it is better to keep the other person by your side for easy monitoring.

"puff!"

"Hahahahaha!" Dorothy couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard Bruce's answer, "Mr. Wayne, you are really not cute at all."

In this way, although the negotiation process was not so pleasant, the result achieved Dorothy's original purpose. The most important purpose of her coming to Wayne Manor was not to talk to Batman, but to have a place to eat, drink and live.

Dorothy: The plan is through√

In the afternoon, Dorothy went out for a while. After all, she had triggered the mission, so there were some things that she still needed to investigate personally. She could have directed things from behind the scenes, but under the current circumstances, she couldn't just sit in the room and wait for news.

"Where's the girl?" Bruce came downstairs again, fully dressed. He also had the identity of the CEO of Wayne Group.

"The lady is out." Alfu replied as he looked at Bruce who was in high spirits.

"Oh…wait! What?"

"Yes, you heard it right. The lady is out." Alfu repeated, "She said she just arrived in Gotham in a hurry, so she didn't prepare any luggage. Since she has time now, she should go buy the things she needs."

"Oh, by the way, the lady also said that she forgot to bring money with her, so she borrowed some money from you."

"Borrow?" Bruce began to doubt whether it was right for him to let the girl stay, because with all these circumstances combined, why did he feel that the girl was actually a scammer?

"Yes, lend it." said Ah Fu.

"I'm going to go out for a while." Bruce picked up a pair of car keys and said something to Alfu, then hurried out the door.

"Good luck."

At this time, Dorothy was sitting in a rest area outside the mall, looking at information on the computer while drinking milk tea from the milk tea shop she had finally found.

This is the real fat house happy water!

That's right, Dorothy is actually very poor now. The reason is that her assets are all in another world. And who would put cash and bank cards in the system's inventory for no reason?

And even if she brought the money, it was impossible for her to use future money to pay past debts. If someone with ulterior motives noticed it, it would cause quite a bit of chaos.

Thinking of this, Dorothy sighed silently. Life is not easy. However, this negative state only lasted for a short while, and Dorothy recovered quickly.

Compared with those trivial things, her more important purpose now is to investigate what happened in Gotham in recent days. Gotham has long been voted as one of the top ten cities that are least suitable for vacation.

Apart from those "excellent cities" with "simple folk customs" and "treasure citizens" with "hospitable people", Gotham is indeed a city where accidents happen frequently.

But there are too few unusual things recently, although it is a rare sunny day. But the only thing that deserves the most attention has been solved by Batman.

[Human trafficking] The thing that the world has no shortage of is bad people.

The case was simply about someone brainwashing a group of delinquent boys and girls and selling them as slaves. Most of the victims were young people, and some of the hostages were in a coma after being rescued.

Doctors were unable to confirm why they fell into a coma, but the only thing that was certain was that there were no traces of drug residues in the bodies of these victims, so they could only preliminarily conclude that these victims' minds or brains had been subjected to some kind of hypnosis technique that led to a deep coma.

Although this matter has been resolved, many people are still paying special attention to it because the patients in the hospital are still not awake.

There are also some other scattered news, such as killing each other because of a trivial matter, and the grudges between couples, family members and friends. The murderers of these murders were finally found, and the perpetrators all confessed.

Dorothy looked at the meaningless information and silently slid the mouse to the bottom. Then, she was attracted by an unusual article.

[That night, I met the Miss Death. ]

??? Is it okay to put a title like this romance novel on the news page?

The original poster: You may not believe it, but I have to tell you this anyway. When the incident happened last night, I had just got off work because that damn boss went out on a date and gave all the work to me. I had no choice and I was very desperate, but for that little bit of salary, I completed the work with trepidation, and it was already past midnight when I finished.

Original poster: At that time, the streets were full of speeding cars, thugs holding Molotov cocktails, and wearing hoods. I know I shouldn't go home so late, I should stay in the company until tomorrow morning. But! My cat and dog are still waiting for me to feed them!

The original poster: So, I had to go back despite the threat to my life. Fortunately, I knew a small road that could quickly get me home, but it was dirty and messy. I didn't think too much at the time and rushed back without hesitation. Maybe I was really unlucky. As luck would have it, as soon as I left the company, I was surrounded by several thugs with maces.

The author: I was so scared that I almost cried. When the thugs saw me, they didn't even think about taking the money and leaving. They even started to touch me. I almost wanted to shout Batman to the sky.

The author: However, I really shouted, but it was not Batman who appeared, but a figure wearing a black cape and a black tall hat. She suddenly appeared in front of me like a shadow, and I felt as if I was hallucinating, because it seemed that I was the only one who saw that figure. She stood on the street lamp, and her black cape moved with the wind. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I knew she was looking at me, like the god of death, as if she was waiting for my death, and then took me to hell with her own hands.

The author of the post: I thought death would be waiting for me, but in the next second, the group of thugs in front of me suddenly "floated" in the air in an unscientific way, and were unable to move, as if their movements were restricted by something. The thugs, who had originally had ferocious faces, suddenly stopped moving, and then all closed their eyes. I didn’t confirm whether they were dead or not, but I hoped they would die.

The author: Then! I heard Miss Death speak, she said: "When people are at their most beautiful, in order to prevent them from becoming ugly, let them stay at this moment."

""And, little girl, you are not beautiful enough,""

OP: Although I don’t quite understand what Miss Death said, I still want to thank her for saving me!