[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

The learning space provided by the system can do many things. As long as the host has enough achievement points, it can even simulate a laboratory. No matter what advanced equipment can appear, Brody also uses this to improve his hands-on ability.

But he rarely makes a laboratory, because it is not very cost-effective for him.

One of the reasons is that what he has learned now doesn't really require advanced laboratories and precious equipment.Using achievement points for this is worse than exchanging for precious medicinal materials—the kind that is difficult to cultivate artificially—or some small props. After all, the props exchanged with achievement points can be used not only for yourself, but also for others.

Another reason is that he can get the opportunity to use these instruments without exchanging them. Not to mention that he can seek help from Bruce, his own wealth alone is enough to support him to purchase them.

Money can always solve many problems. Although Brody is not like Bruce, because he wants to show an absurd image of a playboy, he always buys a certain hotel, company, business, etc., but it does not affect Brody. In fact, it also belongs to the rich and self-willed class.

In fact, the R&D instruments currently owned by the Wayne Group are enough for Brody to use, and he can also get advice from his elder Lucius, which is why he often travels to Wayne recently. En Group reason.

Although it was said that he had fled with his hands and feet because he failed to stay up late and was discovered by Bruce about his true purpose, but he was actually not doing nothing, but rather busy.

"For example, if you massage this acupoint, you will feel soreness, but if you use acupuncture, it will cause local paralysis—"

Before Brody finished speaking, he saw Lucius rubbing the acupuncture point he mentioned, with surprise flashing in his eyes, "It does feel like this—" He looked at Brody, "This It's so interesting, can you show me it?"

Brody handed him the long needle in his hand, Lucius took it, carefully observed the long needle against the light, then pinched it and stabbed it into the acupuncture point.

Brody opened his eyes wide, "Wait, wait!"

He hastily stretched out his hand to stop Lucius' behavior, and after retracting the long needle, he let out a long sigh of relief, and then looked at Lucius with a straight face, "Uncle Lucius, this kind of behavior is very dangerous."

"Ah, sorry," Lucius smiled, "This is probably the researcher's fault."

Brody said a few more words very seriously. Since the other party was his elder, he didn't continue to chatter. After skipping this topic, he started chatting about medical matters again.

"...So, I want to debug a potion that can increase the effect of acupuncture and moxibustion, from partial paralysis to general paralysis, even if only for a second or two." Brody finally said.

"It won't be easy," Lucius said, "but I'll find some information for you, and I'd be happy if you continued to talk to me about your potion, I'm interested in it too, oh, Of course—” He shrugged, smiled, and said with some teasing, “I’m not very interested in how you will use it, I’m just interested in product development.”

When Brody left the Wayne Group, he couldn't help but look back at the gate, blinking his blue eyes with some doubts.

Is it his illusion? It always feels like Uncle Lucius knows something, such as something about Bruce's identity.

Brody had the idea of ​​developing that potion, and it was indeed out of the desire to help Bruce.He's been to Bruce's base, and he's seen the stuff inside, including the imposing Batmobile.

To be honest, these things did greatly protect Bruce's survival rate and increase the success rate of fighting criminals, but in Brody's view, this does not mean that it is perfect enough.

Probably as long as the safety of the family is involved, no one will think that those facilities and guarantees are perfect, they will just find one loophole after another, even if they can't find it, it will not affect what they are trying to do.

That's what Brody thought anyway.

He withdrew his thoughts, walked down the steps in front of the gate, and the driver waiting beside the car opened the rear door. Brody bent slightly, ready to get into the car, but suddenly stopped.

A...somewhat subtle feeling.

He seemed to be watched by something.

The slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, and the pair of beautiful brows also frowned, which came from the feeling he felt, a feeling that made him uncomfortable.

It wasn't the first time Brody had felt this way, it had happened to him several times since this week.At first, he linked this to his own delusion, maybe it was those little reporters who wanted to shoot breaking news. Later, he started to look around more often, but he didn't even know what he wanted to catch, until today.

Until one more time, that subtle feeling became clearer and even made him a little uneasy.

"System." Brody called it in his mind, "Scan around and find out what's wrong."

System: "If what you mean is this—"

Following the inorganic voice of the system, a picture that only he can see was projected in front of Brody's sight.In the picture, there is a man wearing a sweater and black pants. He is standing at the intersection, leaning against a public telephone booth, holding a mobile phone in his hand. Anyone who sees it will feel that he is just an ordinary person playing with his mobile phone.

The man standing at the intersection held his mobile phone in his hand with a calm expression. Anyone would think that he was an ordinary person playing with his mobile phone.

In fact, he was filming, and the subject of the film was Brody.

"Paparazzi?" Brody murmured.

System: "According to the scan feedback, this human being has excellent physical fitness and has traces of training."

"Master Brody, is there anything else you can do?" The driver couldn't help but ask because Brody kept getting in the car.

After thinking for a few seconds, Brody retracted his right leg that had already stepped on the inside of the car. He straightened up, and when he was about to talk to the driver, he noticed a movement from the man out of the corner of his eye.

The strange man raised his hand and picked up the sweater hat on the back and put it on. The hat was so big that it almost covered the entire upper half of his face in the shadow, making it difficult to see clearly. He also put the phone back in his pocket, and immediately Turning around, he merged into the flow of people, and soon disappeared.

Brody swallowed the words he was about to speak, and turned to the driver, "It's nothing, let's go back."

On the way back to the villa, Brody leaned on the window with his hands and looked at the scenery outside the window with an inexplicable expression.

that guy...

"Can you find out his true identity?"

"Yes," the system said, "please wait."

The system didn't keep Brody waiting long, and its voice appeared again: "The identity of this human has been found out, and it belongs to Carmen Fecone, the leader of the gang in Gotham City."

After Brody got the answer, he was even more confused. He didn't understand why Kaman's subordinates sent someone to film his every move...it couldn't be because of Batman, but if it was because of himself, Brody No matter how Lodi recalled, he was sure that he did not do anything that would attract the attention of the gangsters.

His routine was that before the manor burned down, except for going out to meet his friends, he stayed in the manor almost every day. After the manor burned down, he had at most one more place for Wayne Enterprises to go.

This doubt made him return to the villa all the time, his expression was not relaxed, and he was always thinking about this matter.

Alfred came down from the stairs. He seemed to be about to smile when he saw Brody, but he paused after noticing the expression on Brody's face.

The old housekeeper went up to meet him, and said in a calm tone: "It seems that you have something to worry about, young master, it makes you look down."

"I just can't figure out one thing, Ah Fu, today I—"

What he hadn't finished was interrupted by the increasingly obvious sound of a sports car outside the villa.

Outside the house, Bruce got down from the sports car. He raised his hand and pulled his tie. The loose tie was ripped off, and then he was thrown back into the car.

After losing the shackles of the tie, the one-inch shirt, which was not fully buttoned with the top two buttons, was opened directly, revealing the Adam's apple that slides up and down, and the sexy collarbone that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Bruce's footsteps were steady. Although he was full of alcohol, after leaving the banquet, he no longer showed that drunken expression, and his deep blue eyes showed calmness.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

After opening the door of the villa, Bruce leaned against the door and smiled at the two people in the living room. It seemed that his voice was slightly hoarse because of drinking.

"Good afternoon, sir, after you've been a Gotham vigilante for most of the night, and then ran back to the hotel and rolled on the bed for the rest of the night, it's really gratifying to see that you are still awake, at least it means you Your body can still support you to toss like this."

The old butler stepped forward, and while talking, he took Bruce's coat. After smelling the heavy alcohol smell on it, he couldn't help but said, "I thought you would come back after taking a shower."

Bruce couldn't help but look at Brody with an unexpected look of embarrassment on his face.

Brody: "...??" He looked at Bruce in confusion.

In fact, this happened because Bruce woke up to find that it was almost noon, and he was alone in the comfortable big bed in the hotel suite-of course, this is normal, those beautiful women who spend a wonderful night with Bruce are never It's interesting.

But this is not important, the important thing is that Bruce remembered that he should pick up Brody.

He had always been the one who sent Brody to the Wayne Group and then brought him home, probably because of Bruce Wayne's suspicions. He always felt that no one could be safer than him to pick him up.

So Bruce changed his clothes in a hurry, and he went out immediately without even taking a shower.

In the end, when he came to the Wayne Group, he found out that Brody had already returned home. The reason was that the old butler, who knew Bruce's bed-ridden nature, had long given up hope for his master to get up, so he had already prepared Good pick up driver.

That's why Bruce came back smelling of alcohol.

Just when Bruce was about to fool him, his cell phone rang.

After connecting, Bruce's expression changed from indifferent at the beginning to serious. He said a few more words to the person on the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone and said hoarsely:

"Someone tried to get Pierce out of prison—" His brows were furrowed, and there was an uncontrollable trace of irritability in his brows and eyes, all because of a disgustingly familiar reason in Gotham City.

"—with the excuse of mental illness."