The daily life of the popular element male protagonist

None of the brothers was up, including his old father who loved to 'sleep another 5 minutes' every day.

Ivan temporarily gave up the idea of ​​getting into their rooms one by one to scream at them with a water gun, just, let’s do it a year later, and now he is still a little shy.

He actually wanted to go to Gotham's Chinatown today. Yes, this Gotham has a Chinatown. This is what he saw when he looked up the map. If there is a Chinatown, many things are easy to buy.

Tim's birthday is just a few days later. This is the birthday of the first person around Ivan after he came back to this world. His own birthday is on May 5th, but at that time he still brought Jie Sen is squatting in a rental house, so Ivan wants to give Tim a different birthday experience.

Ivan thought it all up, and sent out the prepared things in the early morning of Tim's birthday.

Alfred felt in his heart that Ivan's schedule was really stable and terrifying, then he calmed down and had a simple breakfast with the black-haired boy. Then the old gentleman looked at the time and asked Let's start with Ivan's itinerary for today.

Ivan is not ambiguous at all, without the slightest feeling of being followed. Alfred has worked hard to manage an island by himself. If he brings trouble to the old man, it must not be allowed, and his itinerary is nothing. Things that need to be kept secret.

"I want to go shopping in Chinatown today. I don't have any other special things." The black-haired boy puffed his cheeks. He likes to make this expression a little recently. After all, he has been with young people for a long time, and he always feels his mentality. She is also much younger, "After that, I just want to talk to my father about something."

Alfred looked down at his watch, "Since that's the case, if Master Ivan doesn't mind, I happen to have something to go to Chinatown."

Ivan did not refuse Alfred's kindness. In fact, he was very happy. Although whether the old housekeeper needed to go to Chinatown was still to be verified, who would not like a safe ride?

Especially since he hasn't said how long it will take, doesn't this mean that Mr. Butler really likes him?

Ivan, whose mood rose by several percentage points, got into Alfred's car. The old man's driving skills were top-notch. Ivan sat in the co-pilot and watched the scenery outside the window, and chatted with him about his future. business' idea.

Alfred is not an outsider, he knows more than anyone in the Wayne family.

"So I thought about going to buy some herbs this time, but I don't know if there are herbs from other countries in Chinatown." After all, herbs don't just grow in flowers.

Alfred affirmed Ivan's approach while gently turning the steering wheel. In his opinion, it is a good thing for young people to have their own career ideas. At least it is better than wearing tights and running out in the middle of the night in the steel forest. Among them, parkour is much safer.

The car drove steadily, but not too slowly, and soon the two arrived at the location. The parking spaces in Chinatown have always been tight, so Alfred parked the car in a paid parking lot outside Chinatown. The two of them stepped into the street with the tall Chinatown plaque hanging high together.

There is a strong architectural style of the last century here. The small restaurants on the street are small in size but have to make their signboards big, hanging above the road eye-catchingly, supplemented by beating red lights.

In fact, those who have a better understanding of flower planting culture know that this style does not fully represent flower planting, and even the younger generation of flower planters who have never watched street Hong Kong movies have to tilt their heads a little.

Alfred didn't have Ivan's troubles at the moment, he just nodded to Ivan, "I have acquaintances here, and Master Ivan needs to see it in person..."

"Stop! Don't run!" The crowd not far away became slightly noisy, and the male voice shouting to stop passed through the obstacles and reached Ivan's ears.

The black-haired boy turned his head subconsciously, and saw that the crowd, which was not very dense, was instantly separated, and a tall man with a knife in his hand gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Those eyes like hungry wolves shone with a vicious light, which made the people around them have to separate and did not dare to act rashly.

Alfred took a step forward.

Ivan grabbed Alfred's clothes and pulled the old butler back. Although he knew that the old butler was skilled and could even help Robin with training, he still wanted to subconsciously take care of him and not let the old man It is common sense to be at the front in times of danger.

Alfred: "..."

The former British agent raised his eyebrows, and was protected by Ivan very obediently. He didn't mind the children at home caring about him, the former agent thought so, but slightly clenched his hands When he got up, he narrowed his eyes slightly like a cheetah taking advantage of the trend.

The tall man ran to Ivan's place not long after, his eyes moved away from the pale young man and the seemingly helpless old man, perhaps the voice of the bald black man who was chasing after him was too loud. Deterrence, he did not stop to hold these two hostages.

Ivan tilted his head and saw that among the few people chasing after the man was a police officer in police/uniform who was panting and running with his belt, and he probably had an understanding of the current situation.

It is dangerous to run around on the road with a knife. The black-haired boy reached into his trousers pocket and made a gesture of digging out something. In fact, he took out a palm-sized clod from his personal storage. The dark clod was solid and tight, and Ivan tossed it up and down casually, and then threw it towards the tall man who had just ran a few steps away.

The shiny black soil pierced through the air and hit the back of the man's head with precision. The man's head seemed to make a muffled sound, and then he fell to the ground with the knife scattered in his hand.

The few people chasing him quickly approached, then carefully checked the man's situation, and handcuffed him.

Alfred: "...Master Ivan, what was that just now?"

Ivan shrugged his shoulders, "Souvenir products, for commemoration."

Mr. Housekeeper looked at the bald, dark-skinned young man who had just run at the front and chased the man with a complicated expression, and came over with the piece of 'souvenir' that had been thrown out.

The handsome black guy frowned and raised his hand towards Ivan, "Is this what you just threw away?"

Ivan nodded, "It's a local product." He said that firmly.

The black boy raised his brows, and then handed over the lump of soil that was as hard as a rock, "Thank you for helping to stop him."

He is an agent of the BAU department of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in M ​​country. His name is Derek Morgan. He came to Gotham recently to investigate a serial murder case. Little care, in this city with a lot of vigilantes and super villains, the FBI can't get in.

Ivan took the souvenir, stuffed it into the pocket of his trousers, and patted it intimately, and then asked curiously, "Thank you, but can you tell me what happened? Is this the weapon that injured that person just now? Doesn’t it need to be taken away for investigation?”

Derek Morgan shook his head, "This is not criminal evidence." He stopped talking suddenly, and then he relaxed a little when he thought of something, "Anyway, thank you for your assistance, if possible, I can go to the police/station later... ..."

Ivan watched the handsome black boy stop talking again, as if he was stuck in his own words, and didn't hold back the next sentence for a long time.

So he waved his hands empathetically, "We'll see the situation later, we still have things to do, so let's go first?"

In the end, he still received a business card. The business card was very simple, with a name, a phone number, and a work unit. The owner of the business card said that he could ask him for help if he had any difficulties.

The work unit says the BAU team of the Federal Bureau of Investigation of M country.

Ivan: "..." Wow!It is more caring than love!

In an instant, a thing called past memory began to appear in the black-haired boy's mind, attacking his brain frantically, and the famous line began to echo in his mind.

"Boom boom boom! FBI! openthedoor!"

Ivan shivered, after all, it was a very novel experience.

Seeing that the commotion here has gradually subsided, and the crowd has returned to their previous looseness, Ivan will once again put his business card into the space by stuffing his hands into his pockets.

No matter what, it was the first business card he got from a member of the mysterious organization FBI, so it's not too much to keep it!

Alfred is really as he said, he really has acquaintances in Chinatown, and he is an Asian face that Ivan feels very friendly, and he speaks a string of English with a local accent.

Ivan: "..." Asking is moving, very touching!

The eldest brother is not very tall, and is a little shorter than Ivan, but the eldest brother is very confident, and he is not very polite when talking to Alfred. The two are familiar with each other and know that they are friends for many years.

Hearing that Alfred accompanied Ivan to look at the herbs, the eldest brother immediately patted his chest and said that he knew the largest supplier of herbs here, and he had a way, and he would help.

After that, he swept Ivan from head to toe several times with regretful eyes, and then tentatively continued to ask the pale-faced black-haired boy in English mixed with his local accent.

"Would you like to see our doctors? Since you want to buy herbal medicine, you must believe this. Our doctors are very professional and can do electroacupuncture~"

Ivan: "Thank you, no need."

The eldest brother looked at Ivan with a very sincere attitude, and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy from who knows where, and felt more and more to greet him, "Look at your pale face, you are in poor health , needs recuperation, if you don’t see a doctor, why don’t you go for a cupping?”

The author has something to say:

Do bedding!

And some works include Chinatown.