[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

Brody woke up from his sleep, moved subconsciously, and then hissed because of the sharp pain, only to remember that he still had those wounds on his body.

Lying on the hospital bed, looking at the sunlight coming in from the window, he thought about everything he experienced last night.

About Bruce's cold and hard words, about Superman appearing and being kind enough to return to the tree hole.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Mr. Butler walked in. After seeing that Brody had woken up, he smiled, "Good morning, master."

Alfred came in alone, Brody thought, Bruce is still angry, so he doesn't want to see him?

"good morning."

"Your voice doesn't sound as energetic as it used to be, master," Alfred walked to the bedside and carefully observed Brody's face, "Is there something wrong, maybe I should call the doctor ..."

"No, I feel okay." Brody shook his head. He knew that even if the doctor came, he would not be able to make his condition better, and he wanted to know another thing more than this. When Ah Fu first came in, he wanted to ask the question.

"Ah Fu, where's Brucey?"

Mr. Housekeeper paused, but quickly answered Brody's question: "He's at the ward where the criminal is staying, with the police."

Brody: "... Ah Fu."

"what?"

"Doesn't Bruce want to see me?"

Alfred was obviously surprised by Brody's words. He looked at his young master, and saw a trace of anxiety in those blue eyes, and maybe even Brody himself didn't realize it. uneasy.

This prevented the old butler from giving an answer immediately. He sighed in his heart, thinking about how to answer himself, and soon, he made a decision.

Alfred's tone was gentle and gentle, but what he said was straightforward.

"I think the master is really angry."

Brody showed such an expression as expected, he pursed his lips tightly, and Alfred could even see the light in Brody's blue eyes dimmed obviously, obviously Bruce was so angry that he didn't want to see him. Dee was visibly hit.

"In fact, even I am somewhat dissatisfied with your behavior last night, young master. I think anyone who cares about you will feel lingering fear because of your experience last night, young master."

Mr. Housekeeper stood beside the hospital bed, his back was straight, and his posture was still as tall and straight as Brody had seen when he was a child. It was only when the wrinkles on his face had already crept up that he realized that the old butler had entered his twilight years.

This made the guilt rising in his heart more obvious, "I'm sorry, Ah Fu, I..."

Alfred: "If you do it again, I think you will still make the same choice, right, master."

"……Yes."

Brody was silent for a few seconds before whispering, but quickly, he added, "But I will make a better plan, and I will protect myself better."

"There are accidents in everything, master."

What Alfred said at this moment was almost exactly the same as what Bruce said last night. Brody thought that the next development would be the same as last night. Alfred would criticize his behavior, but he saw the old butler showing An expected expression.

"It seems that in addition to worrying about the headaches that the master is often injured, I have to add you, the young master."

Brody waited for a while, only to find that Ah Fu looked like he had finished speaking.

Is that all?

"The master has gone too far than you, the young master." Mr. Butler said calmly.

"At least, young master, you didn't take the initiative to contact those criminals, and you didn't often return home with scars."

Brody: "..."

He was a little confused and blinked blankly, so, is it because of Bruce's comparison that Ah Fu quickly accepted his behavior?

"Ah, yes," Alfred said again, "I wonder if you would like to talk about your thoughts at that time, young master."

"……idea?"

"Yes, not everyone has the courage to face criminals and dangers. I want to know why you did this, young master."

"Because if you can't feel it, that person will kill her."

Alfred: "Is this the only reason?"

Brody had the feeling that Ah Fu had seen through his inner thoughts, which made him unknowingly say another reason.

"Because..." Just saying this reason made Brody's voice much lower. If the old butler hadn't focused on Brody, he might have missed the last sentence.

"...I am his younger brother."

Brody Wayne is the younger brother of Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne is Batman.

And Batman, he is the symbol of Gotham, he fights against the darkness, he arrests criminals and puts them in prison, and he gives Gotham citizens who are surrounded by crimes the courage to fight.

As long as he thought about it, Brody felt that he couldn't stand by.

Of course, if he really didn't have any ability to protect himself, Brody would never do this. After all, what he wanted to do was to save people, not deliberately seek death.

After hearing this answer, Alfred's eyes became complicated. He felt that he probably understood Brody's thoughts, which made him feel a little sorry for such Brody.

Just like he also loves the master.

The old butler sighed. It seemed that the several Wayne family members he had served, including the former Master Thomas, were all characters who took the initiative to put pressure and responsibility on them.

The old butler ended the topic. He told Brody to take a good rest, then left the ward, and saw the man standing against the wall.

"Let's go."

Bruce stood up straight and said in a low voice.

His voice was loud enough for Alfred to hear, but not enough for anyone in the ward to hear.

"Eavesdropping is not a good habit, sir."

Bruce walked forward without looking back, "You know I'm outside."

"I thought you'd want to move your body after choosing to be a statue all night."

The two got into the elevator, and Bruce frowned slightly and replied, "I'm just waiting for you to go there together to see that bastard."

Bruce knew the effect of that medicine. After optimization, it can change genes, and the side effects of overdrawing life are also reduced a lot. Moreover, after the effect of the medicine ends, a part of the effect of stimulating the human body's potential will remain.

This means that Pierce's recovery speed is faster than ordinary people. After just one night, Bruce was notified that Pierce had woken up and even had the energy to face police interrogation.

There was obvious disgust in Bruce's eyes as he spoke of this man, as well as restrained irritability.

When Bruce and the others arrived at their destination, they saw another person.

The brown-haired man crossed his chest with his left hand, shaking his sunglasses with his right index finger. There were still scratches on his face, but that didn't stop him from speaking in a casual but arrogant enough manner.

"I heard that you were fished out in Gotham, but I can guarantee that you will never have this opportunity again."

"New York is not Gotham. Even if you give me a split personality, your final result will only be to spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital."

"Mr. Stark, you can't say such threatening words to the prisoner..." The police officer on the side showed a look of embarrassment and reminded.

"It's not a threat," Tony said lazily, "I'm just stating his future in good faith."

Either face the death penalty or stay in a mental hospital.

After Tony finished speaking, he looked at Bruce who was coming, and nodded in a perfunctory manner to say hello. When facing Alfred, his expression appeared more sincere.

"Thank you for bringing Brian back, Mr. Stark." Alfred said.

"After all, Brody and I rescued it together," Tony shrugged and said very naturally, "I also have an obligation to take care of it."

"And what you did for Brody," Bruce said, "thanks."

Tony's eyes fell on Bruce's face, he squinted his eyes for a few seconds, then chuckled, put the sunglasses on his index finger back on his face, covering those caramel eyes and some unfriendly emotions .

"he is my friend."

Tony paused, and then said, "I'll go see him."

Bruce watched him leave, and when he looked away, he heard the butler whisper: "Mr. Stark seems to have a problem with you."

"He's Brody's friend," Bruce said calmly, "he helped Brody."

that's enough.

Bruce doesn't care what Tony Stark thinks of him.

Alfred nodded slightly. He watched Bruce start to communicate with the police, and his eyes became gloomy every time he fell on the criminal. He began to hesitate whether to tell Master Brody what he thought.

There are also some speculations about the young master's psychological problems.

On the other hand, after the housekeeper left the ward, Brody entered the study space, hoping to use reading to make his thoughts less messy.

The result is that after he came back to his senses, he found that he didn't see anything after a few minutes, so he had to give up this idea.

After the spirit body exited the space, the person lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, and then he heard the knock on the door, which made him look over subconsciously.

"...Tony."

"I can see the disappointment in your eyes." Tony, who was leaning against the door with his chest around, raised his brows. He took off his sunglasses so that his friend could clearly see his displeased eyes. "Are you doing this?" Am I welcome?"

"No!" Brody denied immediately, he opened his eyes wide and made his eyes full of sincerity, "I'm glad you showed up."

Tony pouted, not looking very convinced.

"and also……"

Brody looked at Tony fixedly, bent his eyes and smiled, and said from the bottom of his heart:

"Thank you for showing up at that time."