Batman When you don't panic.
There is a high probability that only Superman will panic.
"Done!"
Ian has Super Hearing.
At least he really did when he pricked up his ears.
So the sound of Superman choking on his overtime coffee came from the other end of the phone. Ian could hear it very clearly - he had already begun to open the window and was preparing to temporarily run away from home for a few hours.
He took the small jar with which he saved money and bravely ventured to the end of the world. This time, Ian felt that he was really wronged and that the evil capitalists were pouring dirty water on him.
"Gotham Sure enough, there are no good people!"
Ian's plan was to take advantage of the opportunity that Clark was also pulled by the newspaper to work overtime because of the [Batman Bravely Entering Metropolis] incident, to rush into his grandmother's house and take refuge under the bed.
What a pity.
The idea is beautiful.
But when he opened the curtains that he had closed before, Ian found that he could only see an iron fence. When Batman climbed over the wall and came in, it seemed that the place had been sealed off.
What a scheming Batman.
It can only be said that Ian was somewhat lowered by Bruce·Wayne's skin.
He felt that Lord Wayne must also have the magical Bio-field!
Even if Lord Wayne can prove that he doesn't have it, Ian must bite him to death that Lord Wayne really does! The boy who ate it feels that only by thinking like this can he feel a little better.
"Let Ian answer the phone."
This is the voice of Clark on the other end of the phone. Ian and Super Hearing are very sharp. He made a mouth shape to Bruce, and Bruce is indeed a lip reading expert.
He easily read Ian's lips.
Nothing more.
"Your son wants me to help him pass the blame to Demons, yes, that's the head. It seems that he has passed the blame more than once." Bruce did not intend to cooperate with Ian.
"Well, this Demons is very pitiful, even I have to admit it."
He walked to the iron box, opened it, saw Demon Head still chewing a pile of toilet paper inside, and made a heartfelt comment.
"Human~"
Demon Head spit out a pile of toilet paper and was about to scare Bruce, but Bruce pulled out a hair from it.
Then he closed the iron box again.
His expression didn't change at all.
"I'm not being alarmist."
After Bruce put away the hair on Demon Bull Head's head, he squatted down while talking to Clark, while observing the iron box Ian used to place Minotaur.
He seemed to have discovered something fishy about this box.
"No, no, no, what I'm discussing with you is not laser weapons---so, he still has standard laser weapons, right?" Bruce once again stopped Ian from trying to escape through the door.
"Nothing happened. It was your son who wanted to run away, but I stopped him. I don't like grabbing other people's necks." Bruce glanced at Ian who was tripped by his own invisible rope.
He did not lift Ian's neck as Clark said.
"You have a munitions factory?"
Bruce stepped forward and helped Ian.
Mainly because he started pretending to be dead after he found Ian lying on the ground.
If I don't support him, I'm afraid Ian will fall asleep directly.
"No."
This Ian really doesn't exist.
He wanted to ask where he could pick it up.
"It's the truth."
Bruce feels a little more relieved.
He continued to talk to Clark on the other end of the phone.
"It seems that you didn't read a single word of the book I asked Alfred to send you?" While criticizing Clark in a deep voice, he also stared closely at Ian who might cause trouble at any time.
"I won't run away."
Ian is extremely helpless.
Good news.
Clark There may be a lot of people in the place where you work overtime, and you won't be able to get back for the time being.
Bad news.
Bruce handcuffed himself and Ian together - there was nothing he could do. Bruce discovered that Ian was really strong. Only in this way could he stop Ian from escaping in fear of "crime".
Batman is very capable.
After all, the equipment you can take with you on a trip is limited.
"Now that you have seen it, tell me how he came up with such a thing under your nose." Bruce did not forget to raise Micro Reactor to observe again while talking on the phone.
Such skill.
Let him marvel.
It is definitely not a level that Earth's technology can reach. Because of this, it is not surprising that Bruce suspected that Clark usually,
I like to secretly teach children how to make a nuclear reactor.
"You don't know either? Ha."
Bruce doesn't believe what Clark says.
"I'll look for it."
He is also interested in laser weapons.
"Where is your laser weapon hidden?" Bruce first looked under the bed but couldn't find it, and then asked Ian. He still kept talking to Clark.
"There are no laser weapons anywhere. My dad worked overtime and had hallucinations. So, people, you shouldn't go to work. Kryptonian can't stand the pressure of going to work."
Ian found that his teeth were not working as usual.
Also normal.
After all, there are the words [Superman only] on the hand. Although the hand looks a bit old, even so, Ian is indeed not as good as Superman in his youth.
"Your father said that the laser weapon was in the ceiling of his bedroom." Bruce thanked Ian for the assist. Superman's father betrayed his son faster than ever.
Ian tasted betrayal for the first time.
That's it.
He could only take Bruce to the "identification scene". Fortunately, the corridor was dark, and Jonathan and Jordan were probably asleep, otherwise there would have been three boys who were woken up in the house.
Come to my parents' bedroom.
Bruce The first Time Lock determined the location where Laser Gun was hidden. He just took out a claw that looked quite intelligent, then opened the ceiling and took out the Laser Rifle hidden inside.
He handed the manuscript in his hand to Ian, and Bruce observed Laser Rifle.
"This is not Krypton Technology."
Bruce I could tell something was wrong at a glance.
"I didn't say yes either."
Ian scratched his head with his other hand.
"Interesting, the magazine is also a small reactor." Bruce quickly figured out the structure of the entire gun after getting started. It is not only a weapon but also looks like a work of art.
The overall shape has a streamlined design,
The gun body is made of an unknown metal that is lightweight but extremely strong.
"This shouldn't be able to blow up America?"
Ian asked tentatively. He actually couldn't figure it out. Obviously, the big reactor in the Iron Man story could only explode one Manhattan. How could a reactor the size of a thumb be so powerful?
Regarding this issue.
Bruce also gave the answer directly.
"Your gun and your Micro Reactor will not explode. They are very stable, but there is a chance that your Nuclear Energy Research Base will explode, and if it explodes, all of us will go to the sky with it."
He looked at the boy in front of him with careful and slightly confused eyes.
At first, Bruce suspected that Ian was secretly setting up an extremely complete base outside with Superman behind his back, even more complex and advanced in equipment than his secret base.
But now it looks like.
Bruce has discovered that Ian has a clarity that has never been to college.
Since Clark had already hung up the phone due to the urging of his superiors, Bruce could only stare at the boy in front of him, trying to analyze what was going on.
"I don't have a nuclear weapons research base."
Ian was also stunned by Bruce's imagination.
"I am the son of a farm boy. Our family has been farmers for generations. We are afraid of being bullied, so it should be reasonable to pick up some self-defense weapons on the street, right?" He knew that Bruce was not like his parents, so he did not tell the real truth. Super Intelligence told him that he should be more careful with the man in front of him.
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Bruce nodded.
"But you didn't tell the truth."
He suddenly changed the topic again.
Those deep eyes stared at Ian with a little worry.
"Okay, I'll tell the truth."
Super Intelligence of Ian began to say again that there is always a time when "the truth comes back" in life. Therefore, he chose to tell the truth, but it was not the whole truth.
His amazing talent as a writer is now on the line.
Some explanation.
Bruce·Wayne nodded repeatedly.
"You mean, when you came home from school, you met a man running a stall that only you could see. He sold you a pair of glasses that can read other people's thoughts and see through."
"Because your heart is pure, you resisted the temptation that these glasses may bring, and gave up the opportunity to spend your life having sex with countless types of peerless beauties."
"So the man running the stall admires you very much and insists on accepting you as his disciple and teaching you the most advanced scientific knowledge in the universe. These two gadgets are the test he gives you?"
Bruce·Wayne has the feeling of seeing Ian's new work.
The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times.
"Yes, my mentor Tony·Stark is God of All Machines." Ian nodded decisively, with a determined look, like an aspiring person who is ready to join the party at any time.
Bruce couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
"Only your last sentence is true."
He sighed helplessly.
How can I put it, even if he is as resourceful as this Master of Gotham, he was still fooled into it by Ian. Even if it is just a little bit, it is a win, a big win, a special win, a million wins.
"I only tell the truth and never lie."
Ian loves a little sprinkle.
He just bit the bullet and was looked up and down by Bruce for a long time.
"I'm confused."
I never knew how hard it was to be Lord Wayne. He seemed to suddenly realize it, and returned the Laser Gun in his hand to Micro Reactor,
They were all fanned again and still in the hands of Ian who was brainstorming.
"No more?"
Ian industry hates circles.
"What else do you want?"
Bruce sighed, he really hoped that Ian was a devil boy who could do whatever he wanted. Unfortunately, he was just a devil boy who had no job and could do nothing.
This is definitely the group that others have the most trouble with when they reach middle age.
Naughty kid.
"I thought I was going to be sent to Arkham."
Ian Chang heaved a long sigh of relief.
He began to be gradually surprised that his mood was actually too calm.
"It's not to that level yet. After all, you haven't done anything bad. I'm just trying to understand the situation." Bruce's words made Ian a little disappointed for some reason.
"I remember that the gate of the world is over there."
Bruce suddenly put on the mask again.
Batman walked out of the bedroom.
"Am I really not going to be sent to Arkham?"
Ian chased him out.
"No."
Batman's voice became hoarse again.
"Really not?"
There was a bit of unwillingness in the boy's tone.
"Really not."
Batman sighed speechlessly.
"Okay ---·Arkham's bed is so hard, I shouldn't be used to it --." Ian can only comfort himself in this way,
There was a bit of disappointment in the sour tone.
If he had figured it out just now, Arkham would be Heaven to him.
I can hide from my dad again.
There are countless chemical reagents that cannot be used up. It is guaranteed that it will not take three years in Hedong or three years in Hexi before he can soar into the sky and become the full-level Ancestor-lander.
Isn't this a win?
"Gotham You are forbidden to enter!"
Batman suddenly became alert at this time. He didn't know why Ian wanted to go to Arkham because of the pain, but he realized that he had to be on guard against Ian sneaking into his city.
The current Gotham is messy enough.
I really can't fit in the magic boy of Superman family anymore.
"Remember, Imp, if I find you coming to Gotham, I will suggest your father to hammer you at home every day. I will buy the newspaper where he works and let him slap me and send 10,000 photos of you hammering you every day!"
This is not Batman.
This is the banknote ability threat from Lord Wayne "Hiss~"
Ian took a deep breath.
He was severely manipulated. This wave of Metropolis God of Gamblers did not dare to place a bet, so he had no choice but to watch Batman slam the door and leave, his cloak stained with muddy water in the light rain.
After a while.
Batman circled back.
"I didn't get the manuscript."
He took the manuscript from Ian's hand, and Ian protected the door again. Batman failed to slam the door again, and could only flick his muddy cloak into the night.
Ian was very dumbfounded by this operation.
After a long time.
"I understand, he didn't let me in Arkham because he was afraid that I would find his exclusive bed inside." Ian really didn't understand Batman's operation of going back and forth.
But this does not prevent him from seizing the opportunity to Gotham Weirdo.
The phone is upstairs.
Batman definitely can't hear it.
Thinking like this, Ian closed the door and went back upstairs when he heard a loud gasp, so he accidentally took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket that was still on the phone.
"Forgot."
Ian stared in his heart.
However.
This does not affect his apparent calmness.
"I just said that it is not good to use a dual-SIM dual-standby mobile phone. Occasionally, you will definitely encounter such embarrassing situations-." Ian finished speaking,
I quickly hung up the phone and pressed the power button.
The integrated mobile phone prevents him from taking out the battery, but this does not have a big impact on his career value, because Ian has decided to throw this mobile phone under the bed of his second brother Jordan every night.
"I'm still so smart!"
Ian couldn't help but sigh. He knew that he would definitely not be able to correct Lord Wayne's eavesdropping habit, so all he could do was try to let Lord Wayne eavesdrop as much as possible in one go.
How considerate.
The friendship with Lord Wayne will definitely grow day by day.
Power Ring career hope.