Chapter 1473: Flying Birds and Return (XVIII)

When Bruce returned to Wayne Manor with the three Robins, Thomas was arguing with Nightwing.

The story went something like this. The time Thomas spent talking to Nightwing was obviously not enough for Dick to finish his French homework, so when Thomas went up to check the homework, he was miserable.

Dick actually did not write anything at all, but the little he wrote was written randomly when he was very sleepy, which was more fatal than not writing at all, because it was a very exquisite reflection of his French level - Dick successfully made France and the British Empire prosper again at the end of the 20th century.

Thomas was furious after reading it. He felt that he had tried his best to suppress his anger and talk to Dick properly, but Nightwing felt that he was too demanding. Dick was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. The most important thing now was to let him sleep, otherwise it would be abuse, so the two quarreled.

Going off topic is an inevitable part of quarreling. As they quarreled, the two quarreled about the relationship between ballet and French.

Nightwing thinks that learning ballet and French are not necessarily related, so there is no need to learn them together. Even if he wants to learn French, he doesn't have to learn ballet. Thomas's idea is "So you don't know ballet yet? Then let's learn together."

In fact, there is no reason to talk to a patriarch like Thomas. In the end, all logic will return to the eternal argument of "are you the father or am I the father". Nightwing certainly can't think that he can be the father of Batman's father, so he can't argue with Thomas.

When Bruce came back, he turned around and talked to Red Robin.

"······Since you have the basics of surgical techniques, I think you only need to take two extra classes to take the second round of anatomy classes with Harley····

"I can give you extra classes, but I will be busy later, so you can go with Harley to help Ms. Nobody. She has recently made significant research results in skin regeneration and has published three first-area papers in a short period of time. If you can get a first author in this topic, it will not be difficult to get an offer from the Metropolitan University School of Medicine···

Then, he turned to the other side and said to Red Hood, "I don't think you are interested in medicine. I can contact Bane and Deathstroke who are still staying at the Mercenary Union Hotel on the island and ask Ask him if he can be your sparring partner. "

"I don't know if the Bane in your universe uses chemical agents to strengthen himself, but if you want to fight him, you'd better learn some chemistry. Zatanna is studying with Professor Crane now. I can give you an extra week of tutoring, and then you can catch up..."

Thomas stopped arguing with Nightwing and listened carefully. He heard the kid wearing the red hood mutter a few words, but finally said: "Fighting with Bane and Deathstroke is not just about solving the chemical problem..."

"It doesn't matter, even if you are cut in half, the puppet master can sew you back together."

Didn't go Seeing the pursed Red Hood, Bruce paused again, waited for Damian behind him, then put his hand on his back and said, "I didn't expect you to be the most comprehensive learner in the Bat Family, but I think you don't have much chance to practice business, so I think I can let you manage Villain Island for a while..."

Damian was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he quickly followed Bruce and asked, "Can I run the entire island? Really?"

"Yes, but you still have a lot to learn. Tomorrow I will take you to meet the two magicians introduced by Constantine and the demons they contracted. They are our future guests. "

"Three days later, we will go to hell to attend the wedding of Beelzebub's 32nd daughter. He specially invited me to be the witness. Then we will go to the dream world to pick up Clark's dog and send it to Mexico to reunite with him. We will also accompany Diana back to her brother on Mount Olympus to get something that was customized there before and send it to the space station where she is working..."

When they reached the stairs, Bruce held the handrail and said, "Okay, remember to arrange everything, go back to sleep.

The three of them returned to their rooms obediently without saying a word. Thomas and Nightwing stood in the living room and stared at each other, then looked at Bruce together. Thomas frowned first and asked, "What kind of magic potion did you give them?"

"Why is my bank card frozen?" Bruce remembered another thing.

"You are so embarrassed to ask?!" Thomas blew his beard and glared. He said very dissatisfiedly, "The economy of the Wayne Group has finally improved a little. You spend 1.5 billion US dollars a month. Do you know what the consequences will be? "

"Of course, the financial situation of Wayne Group will become precarious." Bruce stood behind the back of the sofa, folded his arms and said: "Then we can borrow money from banks and the country. They have to lend us money because they can't let Wayne Group fall. If the money is not enough, then print money."

Thomas was speechless. He looked at Bruce and said: "Is the money obtained by overdrawing the national finances for you to spend?" "But I do need money. "

"Do you think I will fund you without restraint?" "Of course you will."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't, I will report you for collaborating with the Communist Party." Thomas was stunned.

Bruce slowly walked in front of Thomas, looked into his eyes and said: "The sixteen largest payments among the thirty-two newly registered companies last month must have flowed to countries other than Mexico, right?"

Thomas slowly narrowed his eyes, and he said in a dangerous tone: "······You checked my accounts?"

"I didn't, but I have my own way." Bruce spread his arms again and said: "Give me half of the military expenses, and I will pretend I don't know."

"You want to threaten me?"

"Of course not, it just happened."

······One third, tell me where the problem is. "Half, no bargaining."

Thomas stared at Bruce in silence for a long time, and then took a step back after a while, looking him up and down as if he was getting to know him again, and then he took a deep breath and said.

"Deal, tell me how you found out. "

Bruce had already walked back to the door of his room along the stairs. He stood in front of the patio upstairs and looked back down, then left only one sentence before entering the room.

"There is no loophole in the United States."

The door of the room closed with a "bang", and Thomas's upward eyes retracted. In an instant, he showed a shocked expression as if he thought of something.

"Afu! Afu!!!" Thomas said as he walked towards the cloakroom: "Prepare the car, I need to go out! Quick!"

After Alfred answered, Thomas's low curse came from the cloakroom.

"How can this damn prodigal be so bold? ! How can he guarantee that he will not be discovered... Afu! Afu! Bring me the phone book. I need to contact the people there to make sure he is not on the contact list... and the CIA.

Thomas' voice, who had already run out of the door, disappeared into the night sky. Nightwing in the living room did not understand what they were arguing about. He only remembered words like "Mexico", "largest amount", "CIA".

He looked down at his watch. It was already early in the morning. It would be dawn soon. After tossing and turning for most of the night, Nightwing felt a little tired, so he slowly walked back to the room and threw himself on the soft big bed, wanting to have a good sleep.

Nightwing thought he would not be able to sleep. He often fell into deep fatigue after a busy day, but could not fall asleep at all. But today there were some exceptions. He slept well until Alfred knocked on the door and called him for breakfast. He was still a little dazed and could not wake up.

Nightwing walked out of the room with sleepy eyes and looked down along the patio. He saw that others had gathered on the sofa waiting for breakfast.

Barbara Gordon rushed into Wayne Manor. She picked up the water cup on the coffee table and gulped down a few mouthfuls. She flicked her hand and said, "You don't know how crazy I was last night!"

"What's wrong?" Red Robin asked, holding the water cup.

Barbara took a breath first, then said, "Last night, a group of gangsters rushed to James's house, that damn Gordon Manor, and insisted on discussing the rap contest held in Gotham with him! They dragged me to settle accounts for half a night!

"Rap contest?" Red Hood's facial features wrinkled.

Barbara looked at his expression and said as if she suddenly realized something: "Oh, you don't know yet? There is a rap singer in Gotham who is very popular recently. He has been in the top ten of the Billboard chart for a week. He just entered the top three last night and may hit the first place tomorrow. "

"His nickname is 'Gotham Kid'. His rap album is popular all over the world. I heard that it is a strong contender for this year's Grammy Awards. Gotham has also become popular. The gangs want to strike while the iron is hot and hold a rap competition. The mayor wants to use this to revitalize the tourism industry."

"Damn it!" Red Hood cursed: "Gotham develops tourism? Who would come to Gotham for tourism?"

Barbara sat on the sofa, just to the right of Bruce. She took another sip of water, took a breath and said: "You know what, Gotham is so popular now, it has become the hometown of gangster rap. Many people are curious about it."

"It's ridiculous." Red Robin commented.

"There are even more ridiculous things." Barbara glanced at Bruce next to her and said: "Guess what the name of the popular album of the popular Gotham Kid is?"

"What's it called?" Red Hood asked curiously while holding up the water cup to drink water. "'The King of Gotham'!"

"Puff! "

Red Hood spit out a mouthful of water, and then coughed because of choking. The three Robins looked at Bruce who was fiddling with the computer opposite at the same time.

Bruce's expression did not fluctuate. He was fiddling with a very bulky computer that looked like a box, and there was a hard drive connected to the side.

Barbara instinctively followed the three Robins' gaze and looked at Bruce, and then she found that the screen of Bruce's computer was the backend of a bank.

The Batman in this world is really strange, Barbara thought, he doesn't mind others calling themselves the King of Gotham? Wait, the bank's backstage? ? ?

Barbara looked at the computer screen in confusion, she looked at the distribution of the patterns on the interface carefully, and then screamed in shock.

"Batman! What are you doing? !!" Barbara shouted.

Bruce turned his head and looked at her calmly, then turned back to continue fiddling with the computer. Seeing Bruce enter a number longer than the phone number into the input box, Barbara rushed up and grabbed his hand that was confirming, and repeated it in horror.

"Batman! ! What are you doing? !!"

Bruce fiddled with the card in his hand and said, "My bank card is frozen, I have to think of a way." "Then why did you hack into the backstage of the Federal Reserve? !!"

"I plan to borrow some money."

Barbara froze in place, she stared at Bruce in disbelief, Bruce looked into her eyes quite sincerely and said.

"My teacher's friend taught me - macroeconomics systematic borrowing." "Ah???!"

"Macroeconomic borrowing, systematic repayment."

Barbara was torn, and even more torn than her was Nightwing who had walked to the breakfast table and picked up the newspaper.

The big words on the front page of the newspaper woke Nightwing up immediately, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"CIA Director James Woolsey said that in the past month, several large amounts of unknown funds have flowed into Mexico, or the Soviet Union secretly funded the communist movement!"