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Chapter 269: Layers of Fear (2)

At night in Gotham, the cylindrical light illuminated by the car lights gradually turned from the street corner and then shone straight on the street. A sports car slowly drove to the entrance of a circus station in the western suburbs of Gotham.

It seemed that a young couple got off the bus. The tall father walked in front with his daughter in his arms, and the mother followed behind with tickets and a bag. On the surface, it seemed that this was a very harmonious family of three, but everything ended in

The daughter in her father's arms let out a scream.

"Wow!!!"

"Stop screaming." Bruce covered Aisha's mouth. His voice was full of exhaustion. Selena walked up to him, held his arm and said, "You'd better stop covering his mouth. What if it happens again?"

What should I do if I get bitten?”

Bruce sighed and took off his hand. Elsa in his arms was very restless and wanted to jump out of his arm, but Bruce stopped her with his other arm.

As for why this family of three appeared in front of the circus, we have to start with the extraordinarily "harmonious" parent-child time these days.

Theoretically speaking, as long as Bruce wants to learn, there is nothing in the world that he cannot learn, including parenting theory. But what a coincidence is that all parenting theories in the world are basically only in the theoretical stage.

In actual practice, these theories cannot be said to be of great benefit, or they can only be said to be useless.

There won't be any parenting theory in this world that teaches you how to deal with an ancient chaotic creature in the universe that was hatched by borrowing part of your soul from a dream. Therefore, after Bruce studied the parenting theory for ten minutes, he understood that he

I'm afraid I'll have to create a whole new subject myself next.

But as the old saying goes, practice brings true knowledge, and the same is true when it comes to raising children. After three days of getting along with Aisha, Bruce really figured out a rule.

I don’t know if it’s a characteristic of chaotic creatures or a characteristic of children, but Aisha is very interested in things that move and make sounds.

Originally, this should have touched upon Bruce's areas of expertise, such as building a robot or a toy car to play with Elsa, but later he discovered that Elsa didn't like to watch moving things, but people who liked to watch moving.

How Bruce discovered this pattern was also attributed to Selina.

Because Bruce is in urgent need of help, Selina has been staying in Wayne Manor these days. Alfred, the old butler, is happy, but Selina herself is a little depressed.

Although it was hard to take care of children, she could bear it for Bruce, but the artistic cells engraved in her bones had nowhere to spread, so Selena set up a horizontal bar on the lawn of the manor, and got on it when she had nothing to do.

Wander around and consolidate your acrobatic foundation.

Then Bruce discovered that when Elsa was watching Selena playing on the horizontal bar, she would be surprisingly quiet, and could even remain silent for ten minutes.

Bruce and Selina were like treasures. During the day, Selina would swing up and down on the horizontal bar, perform various acrobatic moves, and coax Elsa to play. At night, Batman would drive his

The Batmobile. Carry Elsa racing on the roads of Gotham.

As for why it is the Batmobile, it is because Elsa only likes cars that can make a huge roar. Other sports cars do not have enough horsepower. Elsa starts to scream when she gets on it. Only when the Batmobile reaches the maximum speed, can she be quieter.

The life of these two days is that Selina performs acrobatics for Elsa during the day, such as trapeze, flying over walls, walking through fire rings, unicycles, etc. It can be said that if Catwoman's professional ability is even worse, she will not be able to last these three days.

At night, the roar of the Batmobile will reverberate through the streets and alleys of Gotham. The criminals in Gotham have been completely dormant these days. No matter who hears the terrifying engine sound of the Batmobile, it will sound all night long.

My heart will be pounding.

But this situation ended on the night of the third day, because the Batmobile's tires were stolen.

Yes, you read that right, the tires of the Batmobile, which cost tens of millions of dollars to build, were pried off.

It happened at dusk when Bruce was about to take Elsa out. The night before, he parked the Batmobile a little further away, but he didn't worry about safety at all, because the Batmobile was similar to other cars except in appearance.

Apart from that, it can be said to be two species.

There are a lot of car thieves in Gotham, but if they can steal the Batmobile, why would they steal cars in Gotham? Just go to any car brand and be an engineer, right?

But things in the world are so unpredictable, and bad things always come together. There really is such a genius car thief who neglects the technical director and engineers and insists on stealing the Batmobile in Gotham.

Bruce held Elsa and walked to the Batmobile. When he saw his Batmobile with only three wheels left, he was speechless and choked for a moment.

Of course he has a spare tire, but the problem is that the technology used in the Batmobile is too complicated. Even if he wants to change a tire, Bruce has to do it himself. But now that Bruce is holding Elsa, he can't even take a minute.

There's no room for it, let alone towing the Batmobile to the Batcave for tire replacement and refurbishment.

Without the Batmobile, Elsa cannot sleep. If she doesn't sleep, Selina and Bruce can't sleep. If Selina and Bruce don't sleep, they will be even more tired and have no energy to coax Elsa. This becomes a

Vicious cycle.

Until they saw an advertisement in the newspaper that Alfred delivered in the morning. It was said that the circus that had been closed due to the Frozen Gotham incident had reopened.

Bruce and Selina thought that since Elsa liked watching Selena perform acrobatics so much, then the circus ones should be even better. If Elsa could be coaxed to sleep, Bruce would have time to repair her.

The Batmobile.

Just like that, they booked tickets and came to support the circus the day after it opened.

In the past, this circus in the western suburbs of Gotham was quite popular. There were many animal training performances here, especially there were several powerful acrobats who could perform many difficult acrobatics.

However, since Gotham was suspended for a period of time due to ground damage, the circus business has not been very good. This time it reopened, the circus owner warmly welcomed the Waynes.

Not only because they arrived very early, but more importantly because Wayne had money. If he was happy and invested a sum of money, the circus might be able to expand to a larger scale.

Originally, the circus owner wanted to invite this family of three to sit in the front and middle seats, but Bruce refused. On the one hand, it was because the lights there were too dazzling, and it was too close to the fire ring, which made it a bit hot. On the other hand, because of love

Sha's appearance is different from ordinary people. There are too many spectators in the middle, so she is easily spotted.

Bruce and Selina chose to sit in the rightmost corner of the front row, which is very close to the circus toilets and exits. If something unexpected happens, they can leave immediately.

The audience came in in twos and threes. There were more people here today than on the first day, but there were still not enough seats. The boss standing at the door of the backstage had a gloomy expression, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this situation.

He heard some noise coming from the background, turned around and lowered his voice, yelling: "What are you doing? Why are you making such a big noise? Didn't I remind you? Wayne is coming today, please be honest.

Click, idiot!"

Then, he complained as if he was venting his anger: "It's all your fault! I still need wages. Why can't you just be like lions and elephants and work hard for me as long as I give you some food?"

"As you can see, the business of the circus is not good, so I can only give you one-third of your salary this week."

Several acrobats backstage were very angry after hearing this. One of them, a rather tall man, stood up and said: "Hey, Henry! You can't do this. We have been working here for a long time and have earned enough tickets for you."

Money, what we perform are dangerous and difficult projects, we are exchanging lives for money, you can't be like this..."

"Grayson, you better be honest! Do you still think now is the time for your Grayson family's reputation to be known all over the East Coast?"

"Don't forget, your father, old Grayson, was reduced to a pulp during an important performance and smashed your family's sign. Otherwise, how could the noble Grayson come to perform in a small place like mine?"

"Don't expect more. Listen, your wife is not in good health and takes leave every now and then. She is a burden to begin with. Giving you a full salary is already an exception for me..."

The tall man named Grayson opposite had bulging veins. Several companions around him came up to hold him and comforted him in low voices. Finally, he waved his fist, said nothing, and walked back to the crowd.

The owner of the circus mocked like a villain and said: "Don't think I don't know. That little tow truck from Grayson's family also wants to do this. But he must be careful and don't fall like his grandfather."

Turned into meat paste..."

Hearing someone cursing his son, Grayson couldn't bear it anymore. Regardless of his companions who were pulling him, he walked up quickly and punched the circus old man directly. Then he pointed his finger at his nose and said: "

You also said that Wayne is sitting outside, and you still have to point at me for today's performance."

"If I leave now, are you going to use those lions and elephants to try to get money from Wayne?"

The circus owner wiped his nosebleed. His neck and face were red with anger. He stared at Grayson and said, "You'd better finish this performance well. If something goes wrong, your family will

Everyone, please get out of here!"

Grayson snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

In the audience, Bruce and Selina were still waiting for the performance to start. Suddenly, they heard the bell ring twice, and then a half-year-old child came over carrying a basket. He asked: "Want some pancakes or something?"

Bread? Fried onions and cheese slices, only 15 cents each..."

Selina looked into the basket he was carrying, which contained delicious food, but Bruce looked up at the boy's expression and said, "You seem unhappy?"

The boy said expressionlessly: "If you don't want it, I'll ask someone else."

"Bring me a pancake and two slices of cheese." Selina said to him. The boy lowered his head and took out the food from the basket and handed it to Selina. After discovering that Bruce gave an extra 10 cents tip,

He returned the money in a panic and said, "A portion is only 15 cents. Your tip is too much..."

"You don't do this job often, right?" Bruce looked into his eyes and said, "In circuses and theaters, the tips for vendors and flower girls are almost the same as the prices of the things they sell..."

Selena also nodded and said: "I also did this job when I was a child. If you don't tip well enough and don't achieve the goal, you will get beaten."

The boy sighed and said, "I'm not a hawker. It's just that the circus owner couldn't stand my father, so he didn't let me perform on stage and only let me do this kind of chore."

"Then what do you do? Could it be that you are an actor?"

Selena looked the boy up and down and found that although he was young, he had a well-proportioned figure, with long hands and feet, and some muscle marks could be seen on his arms.

"Of course I am an actor, and I am a member of the famous Grayson family of trapeze artists. My dream is to become a great trapeze artist like my great-grandfather, but..."

As he said that, he looked back at the background, as if he was afraid that someone would be staring at him, and he said: "Thank you for your kindness, but 10 cents is too much. I only need half. I have to go to someone else's place. Goodbye."

Selina took the money he returned and muttered: "The Grayson family? I seem to have an impression that they are not locals in Gotham, right? There are not many such innocent children in Gotham..."


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