Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

The feeling of being flattered only stayed in Dick's mind for less than 3 minutes. After 3 minutes, his rationality came back, and he began to think about why Bruce suddenly came to pick him up today.

What?Just like last time, Bruce suddenly felt that he should get along well with his young adopted son and be a qualified adoptive father?

But don't be funny, this kind of thing never happened in Dick's most bizarre dreams. Dick has fully understood some aspects of the other party through getting along with his adoptive father and mentor... In the words of his father's good friend, Carl, " emotional problems".

Besides Dick doesn't need Bruce to be his "father", he has his own father and mother.

Although they left him too soon.

The direction of the car was Wayne Manor, and Dick silently crossed out in his mind what Bruce needed to take him to do, such as the possibility of meeting some people with special identities.

More than a month after being taken to Wayne Manor, probably because Dick’s mood continued to be depressed, Bruce invited colleagues who also worked in the circus, Dick’s parents’ colleagues to come to comfort Dick, and invited Dick’s entire grade to participate in the show banquet.

Bruce who made a speech in person.Wayne is glamorous under the spotlight.

The eyeballs of the young and beautiful female teacher were almost glued to Bruce, which also caused Dick to receive a lot of overt and secret preferential treatment in school.

Dick couldn't deny Bruce's kindness, but this kind of comfort really didn't have a strong effect on him. Compared with it, he preferred the day when Bruce took him to the playground.

Bruce's friends also came that day and played games with him for a long time.

The most wonderful thing is that that night, Dick met the Superman that he missed and admired the most!

An inexplicable excitement and impulse made Dick's buttocks twist on the leather chair. When he sat on this leather chair for the first time, he was still trembling, but now he can regard this amazingly expensive luxury as nothing.

He asked, "Bruce, what happened today?"

"Nothing special," Bruce replied to Dick.

He silently controlled the steering wheel, his slender and powerful fingers bent and pressed against the jet-black soft leather, every time he exerted force, it was clean and neat like a doctor holding a scalpel, without making even a micron of mistakes.

Dick had always found something in Bruce particularly frightening: even such a serious action, as long as it was done by Bruce, added a bit of sensuality for no reason.

"Nothing special... That is to say, there is still something?"

He caught Bruce's voice.

"Well. Carl called and said he wanted to see you."

After Bruce didn't mention that Carl called (it's not a common thing, Carl doesn't like calling, he prefers texting), he talked about Dick without saying a word to him.

Also asked him "Did you ever pick Dick to and from school", and a bunch of outlandish questions that Bruce never thought about, like "Did you tell him a bedtime story", "Do you remember Kiss him goodnight every day", "Do you sing him a song to lull him to sleep"... and so on.

He also said, "This is something that must be done in raising children", "Don't you know? The book I gave you was "How to Get Along with Your Children". Don't tell me you haven't read it."

Carl did send him a few books, and some quirky gadgets, but those books Bruce lost interest in opening just by looking at the titles.

So to all the questions about Carl, the answer, of course, is "none at all".

Carl must have known that in the face of Bruce's ambiguity, he tolerantly changed the subject and talked about his intention to visit Wayne Manor tonight.

"Because Rao moved away from my house, now I'm alone in my house again... My relationship with Lexie hasn't reached the point where he can get along with me day and night... It's boring to be alone, and the house is too boring It's big and looks very empty."

Carl's voice was cute and aggrieved in the microphone, and the deliberately small milk sound was like a baby.

It's so similar, Bruce thought, some things are like dams, once there is a small gap, even if it is only the size of an ant hole, the flood can break through the barrier in a very short time, submerge and bulldoze A disguise for concealment.

Since the last time I realized Carl.Al and Superman's resemblance, Bruce began to collect evidence.

Evidence that Carl is Superman, or evidence that his guess was wrong.

With regard to the latter, his actions have produced no progress, and there is no actual evidence that Karl.Al is not Superman, as is all that can prove Carl.What Al is not a superman is just an illusion caused by people's inertial thinking.

As for the former, his harvest is astonishingly large, as if whether it is Superman or Karl.Eldu didn't bother to cover up those traces.

Superman and Cal have many similarities.

They are both pure and good people, the only difference is that Superman is more powerful and has a calmer personality, while Carl still retains a boyish temper; they all have extremely stubborn and resolute personalities, but this character is more obvious in Superman. Obviously, in Carl, this kind of character is expressed more by "inappropriate" behaviors.

There are amazing similarities in their logic of handling things, and they all have the spirit of being willing to give, trust, and be hurt-Superman is flying around in the sky to save people, and Carl, he is just like an old lady. His friends worry.

The Stark couple was saved by him, Tony.Stark's crisis was one he helped get through.

He helps mutant schools, treats ordinary people and mutants in the company equally, and semi-openly recommends mutants to enter prestigious schools.Promise these mutants a place in his company.

He also helped the unconscious Peggy.Carter also kept an eye on Captain America and the Winter Soldier.

He and Lex have an extremely close relationship.

And it just so happens that Superman is at the same time with the Starks, mutants, Winter Soldier and Lex.Luther had direct contact.

If Tony didn't hook up with Superman before Tony became Iron Man, then after he became Iron Man, Superman's connection with him also appeared.

When Iron Man was in siege, Superman went to the rescue several times, and also interfered with his throwing the missile into the sea. Just saving Iron Man can't explain anything, but interfering with Iron Man's behavior is obviously not enough. In line with the style of Superman in the past.

More rigorous evidence, such as fingerprints, blood samples and DNA tests, Bruce has not yet obtained.

But that doesn't matter, because while there's no conclusive evidence that Superman and Cal are related, there's also no evidence that Superman isn't Cal.

The two never appeared in the public eye at the same time, which can be explained by Karl's own reclusiveness, although as the heir to the Ayer Group, it never really made sense to maintain such a constant presence in the eyes of the major media. The state of being captured on is itself incomprehensible.

In any case, once a seed of doubt had been planted in Bruce's mind, it was unlikely to be uprooted.

Even if Carl didn't take the initiative to call today to say that he would come to play, Bruce will invite Carl to Wayne Manor one day sooner or later, or choose to test Carl in other public places.

Carl's initiative to come to the door was roughly within Bruce's expectation. Carl seemed gentle, but he was undoubtedly the type who would take the lead and take the lead.

If you think he's always on the defensive, it's because you're ignoring his ability to kill your moves before you can.

The fact is that before your attack, he has already made a choice, which is to let you attack him.

But of course Bruce wouldn't tell Dick about these considerations, what would he say?Just tell Dick "Karl might be Superman"?Although this little guy has shown great psychological quality and learning ability, Bruce still doesn't think that a boy of this age can keep calm and pretend in front of his idol.

Dick didn't know that Bruce had so many things in his heart. These days, Bruce's investigation of Carl was carried out secretly, and only Bruce himself knew it.

He's excited about Carl's return visit tonight, which means he's got someone to play a new game with: "Really? Did he say how soon he'll be here? How often does he leave? Last time he only stayed for a day and left." Alright, I hope Mr. Al can stay longer this time..."

"I think he'll stay until at least tomorrow afternoon." Bruce speculated, "He gave me two sets of movie tickets for tomorrow night."

"If he's going to stay until tomorrow night, there's no need to send us movie tickets." Dick immediately came to this conclusion.

At the same time, Carl stepped into Wayne Manor.

The sensor at the door turned on automatically, but after the car stopped, the loyal and reliable butler Alfred had already stood loyally by the side of the road. Seeing Karl looking over, he nodded reservedly and smiled at Karl:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Al. You really caught up with a good time. The dessert and black tea are ready. When the master comes back, I think you can have a pleasant afternoon tea time."

"I think so, Aff." Carl gave the old man a sweet smile without hesitation.

Andrew, who sent him over, drove the car to the parking lot according to Afu's instructions. Carl straightened his tie, stood in the garden, and looked at the old castle.

He walked in, and within a few minutes, Bruce was home with Alfred.

When he came back today, Afu didn't stand at the door to greet him. Well, after all, there are guests who need to be taken care of at home. Bruce can understand Afu's behavior of putting him at the end of the client until occasionally.

Dick let out unceremonious titters around him, which Bruce magnanimously ignored.

He made a mental construction in his mind, and then stepped through the door without any hesitation. Carl was sitting on the sofa watching TV, holding a piece of dark chocolate in his hand. Bruce walked towards him, and Carl had nothing to say. Feeling unwrapped chocolates there.

In order not to hurt the letters on the chocolate package, he tore open the package at an angle.