After dealing with the two of them, Robert walked out of the gym with relief.
Robert was too lazy to explain the justice of his behavior, even if it was just a monologue from his heart.
After all, not everyone can come clean.
Some people wash their hands of it just because the timing and situation are just right for them to defect.
Some people have not been cleansed, and it cannot be said that they are as black as possible from beginning to end. It is just caused by various reasons.
Anyway, Robert is not the person to clear the case, and he is not responsible for the cleansing of Suowanda and the two of them. It is safer to let them go to the underworld to clear their names.
As for the Deshi Building opposite, Robert knew with his buttocks that the white tiger had already escaped, so there was no way he would waste time visiting again.
So he quickly took the bus back to Queen's Park.
When he got off the bus, Robert had already changed into plain clothes.
He held his schoolbag and looked around, and sure enough he saw that Queen's Park not far away was still filled with laughter and laughter, and students from various schools were chatting and laughing in groups, and it was such a good time.
Gwen saw Robert approaching and frowned: "Although I don't think it's appropriate to ask about your personal affairs, but based on the relationship between classmates, I want to ask where you are? I don't think there is a better way to socialize at this moment.
More important things."
Gwen has made many rich friends through the friendship, which will be of some help to her future prospects in the future. She thinks that Robert should follow suit instead of just wandering around in a meaningless way, which is why she said this. p>
However, it is obvious that these high-talking rich kids are of little help to Robert, and as a common man who is about to leave Gotham City, it is the best choice not to have anything to do with everything in Gotham City.
With such belief, when Robert saw how lively the scene was, he found a deserted place to take a rest under the shade of a tree.
The warmth of the winter sun was pleasant, and the coolness of the breeze on his cheeks also made Rob relax a little. The murderous atmosphere in the morning gradually dissipated due to the gentleness of nature, and Rob seemed to have returned to the ordinary front desk of a convenience store.
days.
However, beautiful things always become beautiful because of sudden changes.
Robert still underestimated the extent to which Bruce was looking for trouble.
I saw Bruce shaking the goblet in his hand, causing the red wine in the glass to ripple in circles.
He did not look at Robert, but looked at something unknown in the distance casually.
“I think it’s not without reason that I can be so recommended by my classmates and teachers.”
When Bruce spoke, Robert almost thought he wasn't talking to him.
"But compared to that, I want to know what the King of Heroes you shout about every time in public is?" Bruce paused. He waited for a long time for Robert's reply, so he had to continue.
"I heard that this is a great dream that you have always insisted on. I am very interested in it. Let's talk about it."
There was silence. Bruce was shaking the goblet with his right hand. It seemed a bit redundant to continue shaking it.
Robert lowered his chin and leaned against the tree trunk. From this angle, he was looking down at Bruce.
Seeing that he hasn't left yet, I thought it might be a good idea to have a casual chat.
Robert then said: "As you expected, this is just a boring person doing boring things."
Bruce stopped shaking his right hand and raised his eyebrows: "What makes a boring person not boring anymore?"
"Trouble." Robert said concisely and to the point.
"With all due respect, it's better to nip the trouble in its infancy." Bruce saw Robert closing his eyes, so he had to stop the topic.
But he was unwilling to leave just like that. In Robert's eyes, he seemed to want to "transmit" more "heroic" ideas to Robert.
Robert can even boldly guess that Bruce may want to "shock his body" and accept his little brother.
If Bruce really thinks this way, it is really much colder than the cold joke of Robert asking Sowanda how they want to die.
I really just wanted to meet Robert for a "little chat".
Bruce had no choice but to continue speaking, but fortunately he did not add the classic gesture of extending his hand to express solicitation: "In the past few days, I have found several packages of bombs with control devices through some channels."
"I tried to reversely lock the position of the control center through the remote control system, but the other party didn't seem to be easy to mess with. At least they put a lot of effort into funding. Not only does the system update every five seconds, but also
The other party’s computing power cannot be underestimated.”
Listening to Bruce's narration, Robert unexpectedly learned the progress of their bomb burial.
It seems that Kingpin and the others have already started burying them, and they are very confident.
Robert's face became a little more serious: "Bomb, this is really unfortunate news, but compared to this, I may be more interested in the person who buried the bomb. I really don't think there are so many boring guys in this world."<
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"This is not fun." Bruce glanced at him sideways.
"If the people behind the scenes succeed, you won't believe it. Anyway, it will be worse than a world without red wine or sports cars."
"Maybe." Bruce hesitated.
Robert probably saw Bruce's mentality, which was that he wanted to be a hero.
Anyway, nowadays Bruce can't even enter the hero's illustrated book. Letting him know more about the inside story or recruiting him to join the team are simply meaningless actions.
"The only thing that is of some use is that Bruce is so wealthy. His detection equipment can be a great help in locking down the bomb control center..."
"But we can't let Bruce get too involved..."
"Is there a possibility that if we find enough remote sensing bombs and intercept enough remote sensing devices, we can reversely locate the location of the control center?"
"If twenty bombs are intercepted in one day, I have complete confidence." Bruce raised his chin slightly, thinking that Robert was just testing his ability.
"Okay."
Then, Bruce only heard this sentence, these two words.
His eyebrows trembled, and it took him a long time to calm down, then turned back to the RV.
This Robert cannot be intimately acquainted with.
Bruce has made up his mind.
But at the same time, at the last moment when he stepped into the RV, he looked back at Robert under the shade of the tree.
At this moment, Robert's face became mottled due to the sparse leaves blocking the sunlight, which made his bangs, stern eyebrows, and slightly pursed lips look much more youthful.
But at the same time...this guy is definitely not as simple as he seems.
Bruce sat on the soft sleeper, thought for a moment, his eyes changed, he put the goblet on the table, and ordered to the bodyguard beside him: "There is something that needs to be done by you here! Make sure you leave no trace!"<
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"Give me all the information about Robert, his daily itinerary, and his daily meals, every day!"
"Send it to me!"
Bruce frowned.
Robert is not as simple as he seems.
There is a bloody smell on his body!
Bruce will never forget it for the rest of his life!