When Selena took Elsa from Bruce's hand, it was already a bit difficult. Elsa was not a baby after all. It was already a bit difficult to hold a three or four-year-old child. Selena was not as tall as Bruce, so she wanted to control it.
Aisha, who was in an excited state, was naturally more strenuous.
But at this time, after a brief pause, the trapeze performance reached its climax again. The dazzling aerial movements made Elsa completely excited. She jumped forward with all her strength, but Selena couldn't catch her at all.
Elsa rushed directly to the seat in the front row, then climbed along the chair to the ground, and then passed under the chair in the front row. Selina chased after her along the same route.
But who would have thought that Aisha seemed to have awakened some kind of super power, and she was incredibly fast and disappeared among the stacks of seats in the auditorium almost instantly.
Selena completely lost track of them and could only look for them row by row.
At the same time, a small black shadow rushed past the backstage of the stage. The owner of the circus felt some movement. He turned around suddenly, but found nothing.
At this time, the owner of the circus was holding a saw and approaching the wooden stakes that fixed the ropes for the trapeze act.
In the trapeze show, the rope used to swing is hung on a higher rope, and the circus owner holds a saw and grins as he approaches the wooden stake that fixes the highest rope.
The circus owner held the saw and began to cut the thick rope, cursing in relief while sawing, but just when the rope was about to be cut, a small figure appeared in an instant and bit him on the arm.
Elsa is not here to seek justice. She is interested in things that move. When the circus owner saws something, his arm would move up and down. Only his arm would move in the dark backstage. Of course Elsa wanted to do it.
I bit it if I didn't want to.
Unfortunately, Aisha's weight was too light, and her bite was not heavy. It was just like biting Bruce and Selina's arms. Apart from leaving a row of teeth marks, it did not cause any substantial damage, and it only caused no real damage.
This made the circus owner's arm sluggish for a moment.
The thick rope that had been sawed to the limit was only connected to the last thread, but it finally broke.
But it was these few seconds of delay that brought Bruce, who came out of the bathroom, closer to the stage.
The moment the rope broke, the two people hanging on the rope began to fall. However, for such a long rope, it would take several seconds to completely pull it out from the other end. It is the superposition of these seconds and seconds.
, Bruce rushed to the stage in an instant, and grabbed the flying rope in the shadow of the curtain.
But he was only one person, and there were two people falling on the other end of the rope. His weight was not enough to stop the two people on the rope from falling. Bruce considered this problem before grabbing the rope, so he grabbed the rope with one hand and used
He circled his arm twice, and then quickly grabbed the curtain beside him with his other hand.
With the fixed point, the rope stopped pulling away, and the Grayson couple at the other end of the rope stopped in mid-air.
Suddenly, Bruce heard the sound of air-conditioning being sucked in. He turned around and saw the little boy who claimed to be the heir of the Grayson family standing behind the curtain.
He opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Bruce with shock on his face.
There is still some distance from the auditorium to the stage. There are several rows of seats in front of Bruce's position, and the stage is higher than the auditorium. There are three steps next to it. Bruce completed the climb in just a few seconds.
Seat, rush up the steps, grab the rope, grab the curtain - a series of actions.
The quick reaction, smooth movements, and precise handling made this look less like a hero rescuing people and more like an artistic performance. In the eyes of little Grayson, who was watching, Bruce's whole body was shining.
Bruce sighed and said, "Don't be stunned, come over and help pull the rope."
Little Grayson reacted from the shock and realized that his parents had almost fallen. The shock on his face turned into anger. While helping Bruce pull the rope down, he said: "It must be the circus owner who did it."
Yes! He has disliked my father for a long time!!"
After a while, the rope was pulled back to its original position, and the two actors returned to the platform. They walked down and thanked Bruce.
Mrs. Grayson burst into tears. Little Grayson said angrily: "It must be him! Let's go find him to settle the score!"
"Don't go! Dick! Come back!" Mrs. Grayson called to him. The boy named Dick had already rushed out, but was finally called back by his mother.
"Can you tell me what's going on?"
At this time, Mrs. Grayson was on the verge of mental collapse. She hugged her husband and kept crying, while Mr. Grayson was also a little decadent. The two couples were just ordinary people who had just experienced a life-and-death crisis and were hung in the air for unknown reasons.
The fear of falling down has completely crushed their hearts.
Just like looking for an outlet to vent, Mr. Grayson said to Bruce: "...I know it was him, the owner of the circus, and we don't want to work here, but we have no choice."
"There should be quite a few circuses on the east coast. Why don't you go there?"
Mr. Grayson sighed and said, "You shouldn't pay attention to this matter, right? My father Grayson Sr., the previous generation of trapeze artist, made a major mistake during his performance. Not only did he fall from mid-air,
, and he happened to hit the edge of the stage props, he..."
"Okay, I know, you don't need to elaborate. Please forgive me."
"It was a performance at a high-level charity dinner. Many of the participants were dignitaries. They had never seen blood. This kind of bloody death scared many of them. The Grayson family was discredited. The circus
No one in the group is willing to hire us because they are afraid that we will cause such trouble again..."
"Only this circus is willing to accept us, because this is Gotham and people are not afraid of us falling to death..."
This reason was both absurd and reasonable, and Bruce couldn't say anything to refute it. He asked the Graysons: "You are not natives of Gotham, are you?"
"Actually, we have been here for a long time and bought our own house. We are half locals, but our hometown is Blüdhaven."
"Let's go back to Blüdhaven!" Mrs. Grayson sobbed: "Give up, we can't let little Dick live in such a fearful environment..."
Mr. Grayson pursed his lips, his face looked haggard. Mrs. Grayson continued to cry and said: "I know, I know you have always wanted to revive the family business, but it really doesn't work like this. You have to think about it, if we die
Now, what should poor little Dick do? In Gotham, orphans without parents are likely to be sent to that terrible foster school, and then..."
Mrs. Grayson began to cry again. Bruce heard some information in her words, but it was difficult to ask questions now. Little Grayson walked up to comfort his mother, and the family of three hugged each other.
When Bruce walked into the backstage, Selina was finishing the last knot. The person she tied up was the circus owner, and Elsa still bit his arm and wouldn't let go.
When Bruce went to hug Elsa, he thought he was going to fight with her again. Unexpectedly, Elsa let go easily.
Seeing the saw next to him, Bruce knew what was going on. He called Gordon, then hugged Elsa and left the circus with Selina.
Just when they got into the sports car and were about to drive home, a figure appeared in front of his car. Bruce let go of the steering wheel, turned his head and looked at the figure. He asked: "...Dick? What's wrong with you?"
What are you going to do?"
Dick walked around the front of the car, stood next to Bruce's driver's door, and said, "My parents are going back to Blüdhaven."
"Then you should congratulate them. It's much better there than Gotham. You should be able to live a stable life."
"But I don't want to go back..."
"Why?"
Dick pursed his lips. Although he was young, he had a determined expression. He said, "My grandfather's death was not an accident at all."
"how do you know?"
"I have investigated." Dick said very firmly: "The bar for his final curtain call has been tampered with. I have checked the rope. The marks on it show that it was a wrong knot.
The knot holding the bar in place shouldn't look like that at all..."
Bruce narrowed his eyes and asked him, "So,"
"You are not an ordinary person, are you?" Dick grabbed Bruce's car door with one hand and said to him: "I have been learning acrobatic skills from my father for a long time. I know very well how difficult your moves are and how difficult those muscles are.
The technique of exerting force can never be performed on the spot, you should practice it for a long time..."
Dick kept his lips pursed and said to Bruce: "My parents gave up, but I will not give up. I want to stay here to restore the reputation of the Grayson family and avenge my grandfather."
"More importantly, if the cause of my grandfather's death cannot be investigated and his murderer cannot be found, then my parents will not be safe."
"But..." Dick said with a helpless expression: "I know what kind of place Gotham is. The skills I learned from my father are not enough for me to survive here, and I can't convince my parents to let them live here." I'm staying here, so..."
Dick took a deep breath, and his face showed a melancholy that was inconsistent with his age. He looked at Bruce and said: "If you can allow me to study with you, I think one day I can fulfill my wish, and you saved My parents, if I follow you, I don’t think they will object..."
Before Bruce could answer, Dick said: "...Okay, I know this sounds really ridiculous. How could I expect a rich man..."
Dick let go of his hand, sighed, and then waved his arm, signaling Bruce to drive.
He also knew that he was just acting impulsively. Instead of leaving his parents and staying alone in Gotham, he still wanted to study with the world's richest man? This was simply a fantasy.
Bruce looked at Dick, but he had a very strange feeling. People will always see themselves in another person at some point. In fact, Dick's appearance was completely different from him, and he was only a seven or eight-year-old boy. , he didn’t have much of a personality, but the tone of his voice made Bruce feel that he was special.
Maybe there are two people in this world whose compatibility is naturally harmonious. In short, Dick is very pleasing to Bruce, and Bruce is also very pleasing to Dick.
However, Bruce has no intention of adopting an adopted son. A daughter is already driving both him and Selina crazy.
Wait, daughter...
Bruce looked back at Elsa, who was completely fastened in the child safety seat, but still restless, and then glanced at Dick, who looked much more mature than his peers. The moment Dick turned around to leave, Bruce called out Lived him.
Half an hour later, in Wayne Manor, Bruce dragged Elsa by the armpit, showed it to Dick like a pet dog, and said to him: "This is your sister."
"Wait, are you planning to adopt me? I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Elsa opened her mouth. The mouth full of fangs startled Dick. He asked in shock: "What's going on??? Why are the teeth..."
"I was born with deformed teeth. I'm too young and haven't had time to correct them yet." Bruce replied without thinking.
"Uh, okay... wait, her eyes seem to be..." Dick pointed at Elsa's eyes and said.
"Heterochromia iridis, follow his mother." Bruce answered in a natural tone.
"Yes...really? But...why can't she speak?"
"The child is autistic and has made an appointment with a psychiatrist." Bruce answered fluently.
"But……"
At this time, Alfred came down from upstairs and asked Bruce with hope: "Master, is this the eldest young master? Have the legal issues been resolved? I think we can..."
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There should be another 10,000 words later today, and then there will be no more on the 16th.
