A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 2 Bruce Wayne's Batcave
The luxurious villa area of ​​the owner of the Wayne Group is enviable, but in fact, a cave under the villa means more value and a crazy identity.

Batcave!
Bruce Wayne - the darling of Gotham City, the famous playboy, the person who appeared most on the cover of fashion magazines.

Now he's wearing black armor and a night cape, and the mask representing Batman's logo sits on the table to his left.

The old butler Alfred put down his reading glasses, he sat beside Bruce, grabbed Mr. Wayne's palm several times, and told him that the news of Damian's death was indeed very regrettable, but the world Not yet destroyed.

There is another important thing that at least Mr. Wayne needs to know.

Bruce lowered his head sadly, resting his head in his hands, "Damian~ my boy, he's not even ten years old. He was catalyzed and raised in the League of Assassins' laboratory, and his mother used me to give birth to him for the sole purpose of getting An excellent kid who will become the future master of the Assassin League."

"He was trained by the League of Assassins since he was a child, and he was eager to fight, which made him lose his normal childhood."

"I shouldn't have made him a Robin, and I shouldn't even have organized the boys into a Robin group."

"In this way, Damian will not die at the hands of [Leviathan]."

"Alfred look what I did, I raised an army of boys and sent them to fight, and he died!"

Alfred looked at the sad Batman, choking off what he was about to say several times.

What should he tell Bruce Wayne?
Do you still have a child adrift outside?Wouldn't it be too cruel to tell such a fragile father when Damian had just died in battle?Besides, the incident with Damian is very regrettable, Damian is a poor child.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Bruce Wayne saw that something was wrong with the butler.

"No, no, master." Alfred said, "It's just that a new food company was recently established in Gotham City, which may affect the sales of the food department under our group, so I want to ask your opinion……"

"Then buy it." Wayne said without thinking, "Alfred, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you don't need to ask me, just buy it. Now I need to focus on the damn League of Assassins and Leviathan."

"I want to avenge Damian, and the existence of [Leviathan] threatens the order of the world."

"But……"

"But what old friend?"

"No... nothing." Alfred decided not to tell Bruce about it for the time being, maybe he could find a more appropriate time.

"I'm leaving first. There are still many things waiting for me, a terrible old man, in the manor, haha."

Bruce looked up, and he looked at Alfred's back.

"Wait a moment."

"Alfred, you've never hidden anything from me before, so you can't lie to me now."

"So what happened?"

"What are you hiding from me!"

Alfred turned around stiffly, his eyes widened, "Master."

He sighed, and took out a carefully wrapped film tape from the pocket of his exquisite suit. "A month ago, a lawyer from Montgomery approached me and told me that I might be interested in this thing. The owner of the film is a woman from the Far East country, that mysterious and vast country."

Having said that, Alfred looked up at Bruce cautiously.

"The lawyer said that the owner of the film asked him to send the film to the designated address after her death. But he was terribly coerced and never fulfilled his duty. He couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience for three years, so he sent it to gave it to us."

"In addition to this roll of film, there is also a hair with a well-preserved root."

"I have already helped you, young master, to do a genetic match in advance. From the results... In the biological sense, you are the father of this boy."

Bruce Wayne stiffened.

There was no smile on his face, and he was not at all happy about the news, and he glanced coldly at the elderly housekeeper.

So?

When he was most sad and guilty, Alfred, tell me that I still have a biological son left outside?
What is Damian?
What is my strange son?
How could he replace my Damian!

Alfred played the film, and a beautiful intellectual Asian woman popped out of it, with a variety of amorous feelings and beauty that white women do not have. Her eyes are like the surface of a lake rippling in the spring breeze, making people drool.

The woman coldly swore sovereignty to Bruce Wayne.

They did work together in a laboratory in China's Tibet region, and even had a good relationship, but the child belonged to him, and this child had an adoptive father who loved him very much, so he didn't need a ruthless man to care about him at all.

Sending over this film just out of kindness, telling a Bruce Wayne he has a kid.

Kacha~
Film stops.

Bruce Wayne felt a pain in his head, he scratched his head, trying to clear all the quarrels out of his mind.All he wanted was Damian now, all he wanted was revenge for the poor kid.

"Okay, I will go find him. But Alfred is not now, at least until I finish destroying [Leviathan]."

"Alfred, he has a foster father, doesn't he? We have other things to do now."

Alfred felt very sorry for Master Bruce, "But... as far as I know, his adoptive father died in a gang fight three years ago. Now this child is adopted by his uncle, but according to the information of the child protection organization, The child ran away from home 12 times in six months."

"And the last time, until now he has not been back."

"In other words, this child has been living on the streets since he was seven years old."

Bruce Wayne raised his head in astonishment, unable to believe it.

Alfred said: "Fortunately, our little Ian did not encounter bad luck. I have asked several private detectives to investigate Mr. Ian in advance. During these three years, he survived for some reason. , and in a sense, alive and well.”

"Unfortunately……"

Bruce Wayne took the document handed over by the butler. He flipped through the document, and his expression changed after just a few pages.

Stealing, fighting...

He actually spent a month in a detention center!

I won't talk about him during those two brief detentions.

Hell, Batman has a criminal son.

Butler Alfred spread his hands, "Master, it seems that we must bring Mr. Eaton back as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)