Lord God Investigator

"Mr. Pennyworth, you might be curious why I left the Assassin League."

Sitting in front of the supercomputer in the Bat Cave, the black-haired boy frantically typing codes on the keyboard, trying to crack the firewall system from the inside, while talking to the old housekeeper sitting beside him: "This is because of me. This person's grandfather has a problem with his thoughts!"

"Hmm!"

The old butler responded.

"Can you imagine? What time is it? He still wants to build a "perfect world" centered on his will. The way to build a new world is to kill all those who disobey him through massacres. Therefore, he did not hesitate to sign a contract with Satan. We must know that in the magical world we live in, there are many transvestites who are stronger than the devil and the gods, so grandpa only possesses an immortal superpower. Isn't this a foolish dream? How can it be successful!"

"Hmm!"

"Moreover, I seriously suspect that he didn't really want me to be the heir, but to use the mysterious power of the pool of Lazarus to use me as a new container of his soul to achieve the miracle of rejuvenation. Although no definite evidence was found, But there is a faint hunch in my heart. My hunch is like the'shining' ability. Sometimes it is really accurate!"

"Hmm!"

"I don’t plan to stay back this time. I still have an orphanage to operate, the Sahara Desert to be greened, and the Arctic and Antarctic glaciers to be frozen again. There are so many important things to do. I really have no spare time to accompany Mr. Wayne at night. Wandering around and fighting is a waste of life."

Damian hired Mr. Frozen, and the task assigned to him was to solve the environmental crisis of global glacier melting, the extinction of Antarctic and Arctic life, and rising sea levels.

This global environmental problem was solved in a parallel universe in which the daughter of Superman became the president of Hope Country, and it took her several years to blow the cold wind in a near-perfect parallel universe.

"Hmm!"

"When I come back this time, I mainly want to take stock of the inheritance that I will inherit in the future. By the way, I will advance a small portion of the inheritance. It may seem that I am a little unfilial and too impatient to say this, but if you also have someone who likes to adopt children randomly , And often go out at night alone and go out to go out at night, super love to pick things, fights, fights, a **** billionaire father who crawled back from an injury, you will also have a sudden death and violent death, and then should belong to you Worries about the legal inheritance being secretly divided by his adopted sons and daughters."

"Hmm!

The boy made a lot of progress. He typed in the last line of key code, cracked the progress bar and started to read the bar. He picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip of English black tea, and smiled and said to the old housekeeper: "Thank you for serving me The tea made is really delicious."

The old butler twisted his body, as a response to the boy's gratitude.

The progress bar quickly reached 100%, and the boy nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, I have planted a Trojan horse in the Batcave supercomputer. Thank you for granting me the whitelist permission and excluding me from the guard system. In addition to the goal, otherwise, I want to break through this firewall, which is a mixture of alien technology and cyber man-machine technology, from the outside. It is really difficult and difficult!"

The old housekeeper sat like pins, and the sweat from his forehead ran into a stream, dripping down his chin to the ground.

"The surveillance video has been modified by me, and all traces of operation have also been erased by me, fingerprints, dust, dander, hair loss...all the clues have also been cleaned up, now there is only one small problem..."

The boy's face looked a little gloomy, and his tone was quite unkind: "That's how you can completely cover up the secret that I have been to the Batcave when you, a witness, witnessed the whole process?"

The old butler swallowed and spit, faintly feeling something wrong.

"Mr. Pennivalts, I want to ask you a little favor. Can you hide it for me and don't tell Mr. Bruce Wayne? I'm sorry, I called him by his name, which seemed a little strange. Polite, but I'm not used to calling others "dad", please be considerate."

The young man spoke politely, but the old housekeeper shook his head resolutely. Even if he felt the young man's murderous intent, the old housekeeper still adhered to the creed of "a gentleman cannot lie".

"Tsk... Your old man is embarrassing me!" The black-haired boy said distressedly: "If you reject me, I can only take some extraordinary measures against morals. Believe me, although I was born in the Assassin League, I was devil Raising up with the devil’s daughter, I really don’t like to use killing to eliminate problems instead of solving them."

The young man stood up and walked around the old housekeeper, as if thinking about how to "properly" handle him.

Alfred's heart is getting cold. Bruce was a little gloomy when he was a child. The old housekeeper was worried that he would be distorted and gloomy because of the shadow of his childhood, but Bruce’s son Damian was a little bit younger than Bruce’s son Damian. Sweetheart baby!

The young man finally stopped, as if he had made a decision, strode forward, and suddenly reached out to the old housekeeper...

He tore off the cloth that was blocking Alfred's mouth, and said: "Otherwise, let's negotiate a little bit and negotiate terms. Maybe we can reach a consensus."

Alfred, who was tied to a chair, finally regained his ability to speak. He breathed a sigh of relief before saying in English accent: "Master Damian, don't do anything that would disappoint your father. I advise you. Waiting for Mr. Wayne to come back, you father and son sit down and talk face to face..."

"Mr. Wayne was originally a suspicious and very controlling person. He doesn't trust anyone. I just found something very interesting in the Batcave supercomputer-he even gave every closest comrade and friend They have designed a perfect assassination plan. This is no longer cautious. This is obsessive-compulsive disorder and paranoid personality disorder. He is a bit too much!"

The young man shook his head and said: "I don't think it's a good thing to meet him. He instinctively wants to exercise his patriarchy, trying to influence and manipulate me in the name of'education', and I am a person who will never be controlled by anything. , There will inevitably break out insoluble conflicts between us. I don’t want to attract his attention so quickly. In the name of “threatening the safety of the earth”, I also designed such an assassination plan for me."

"Child, you don't understand the responsibility of your father." Alfred tried hard to persuade: "Without him, Gotham and the earth..."

"Without anyone, the earth will rotate the same, even if the earth is gone, the universe will always be there. The universe is gone, and there are countless parallel universes of birth and death!"

The young man interrupted the old butler impatiently: "Even if one day he becomes a lunatic like a clown and starts to behave madly, someone will eventually stand up to stop him. This alone cannot convince me. Since you have nothing to mention, Then come and listen to my terms."

As he said, the black-haired teenager took out the tablet folding computer and turned up a photo. In the photo was a young and beautiful lady with a healthy body and short hair.

"This girl's name is Julia Pennyworth, and she is now in Dongying, and is monitored by the elite assassins I brought out of the Assassin League." The young man solemnly said: "As long as I give an order..."

The girl in the photo was Alfred’s long-lost daughter. The old butler heard Damian’s overtones. This was to threaten him with his daughter’s life. Once he said no, the next moment would be thousands of miles away. 'S daughter is about to become a cold corpse!

The old butler's face changed drastically, his eyes rounded, and his eyes looked at the young man as if he was looking at a devil with blood-stained minions. He never expected that the tiger father certainly had no dogs, but he might give birth to a devil's son!

Do you want to betray Batman to save his daughter's life? Alfred was caught in a difficult moral gap, not knowing how to make a choice.

"There will be a large group of handsome ninjas who are handsome, young and golden, and have high martial arts and will start a crazy kneeling pursuit of her!"

The young man threatened fiercely: "The handsome ninja will immediately throw her into bed after he tricks her into bed! The next lover will come in when she is in love, and there will be no window period in between, I promise. She will experience at least a hundred failed relationships and get a hundred births!"

"Eh?"

Different from the expected threat content, the old butler was taken aback at first, but when he clarified what Damian had expressed, his face became worse, as if he was a few years old overnight and tremblingly said: "No ...You can't treat Julia like that..."

The boy shrugged and smiled: "Do you think I would kill her? No, no... I am not a devil, I can't easily kill people, but killing people will break the rules of the road, and it will not be good in the superhero circle in the future. Mixed in.

I just let you experience the pain of being a father who cannot interfere with his daughter's chaotic private life.

If you betray me, Bruce Wayne thinks I am depraved and feels the same pain, just as you desperately want to save your daughter from the vortex of emotional fraud, but your daughter thinks she has met true love and rebelliously resists, Bruce I would also desperately want to change and correct me, but in vain, on the contrary, it destroyed the little family affection. "