Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

"Afu, your thoughts are all written on your face, so you don't need to say these words to perfuse me."

Bruce took a breath and finished his thousandth push-up.

This is not his limit, but his current body is no longer enough to support him constantly challenging the limit.

"Go ahead, what happened?"

Bruce stood up, took the towel and wiped the sweat from his face.

Alfred was helpless, so he could only tell him about the Kaito Kidd.

Who knows, Bruce didn't even look surprised.

"From the time I knew Queen Elizabeth would wear Tamil rubies, I knew he would not let go of this great gem that is unparalleled in the world."

"Let me see what problem he gave us this time?"

Bruce took the newspaper from Alfred's hands and read Kidd's notice.

"Q, L, G, B, M, K?"

"Interesting, this notice is much more obscure than the last one."

Alfred nodded and said, "Yes, Master Wayne, I don't have a good idea at the moment."

"Where is Her Majesty?"

"According to time calculations, your Majesty should now be in the city government building, accepting reception from all officials, and then at night will hold a grand banquet to invite Gotham celebrities."

"Including the heads of major families, right?"

Bruce asked suddenly.

"Yes, sir."

"Have we received an invitation?"

"In fact, the Wayne family did receive it, but it is not necessary for you to attend. Since ancient times, Wayne has never actively participated in political activities, which makes us a huge difference from the family headed by Stark."

"Wayne has always only focused on civilians and society, so you don't have to care about this banquet."

Alfred said lightly.

"Don't say that, Afu, Queen Elizabeth is a good monarch. I think it is necessary for me to attend this banquet, so... go and prepare for me, right now."

"As you wish, sir, but I suggest you shave your beard first."

"certainly!"

Bruce responded, and then resumed his physical exercise.

Old town, where Jim Gordon lived...in a small bungalow across the street.

Barbara took the "Gotham Bulletin" she had just bought, ran to the door of this small bungalow, and knocked vigorously on the door.

Soon, McGieson opened the door with eyelids and stared at Barbara.

"Hi, beautiful and charming Miss Gordon, don't you know it's time for a nap?"

McGieson really didn't expect that not long after returning from the airport, the news began to fly all over the sky.

It only took a few hours for the special newspapers to be printed out. Is the printing factory open?

Barbara didn’t care about McGeeson’s questioning, she said to McGeeson excitedly: “Look, the third notice of the thief Kidd has appeared, and it was sent to Queen Elizabeth. You were a few days ago. What I said really happened!"

McGinson watched Barbara keep shaking the newspaper in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "So what?"

Hearing that, Barbara raised her brows and said dissatisfied: "What kind of attitude is that? You said this kind of thing. It's almost like a prediction. Are you not surprised at all?"

"Or…"

Barbara hugged her arms, approached McGieson and asked, "Don't you know that Kaito Kidd will send this notice?"

McGinson felt the aggressive look in his eyes, and couldn't help but sweat. Does this girl now completely conceal her suspicion?

But now is not the time for a showdown.

You have to think about how to stop Barbara from doubting herself.

"How could I know what Kaili Kidd would do? I just said it casually that day. I bet I wasn't the only one who thought about it that way."

McGyson scratched his head and said innocently: "I'm not a detective and reasoning lover, but a magic lover. I really don't have much interest in strange thieves. It's normal to have no reaction."

Perfect rhetoric.

Reasonable.

Barbara couldn't find any loopholes, so she could only agree with discouragement: "Well, it's what you say."

"Anyway, come in first, the sun outside is too dazzling."

McGinson naturally pulled Barbara closer to the room.

"I heard you say that Mr. Gordon is in charge of the security work of Her Majesty the Queen, right? Then he must be very busy these days. I guess you haven't had lunch today."

Barbara's face blushed, she really has no talent for cooking, and the dogs can't eat the food she makes, and Gordon is not at home these days and can only live on pizza.

Originally, she wanted to come to McGieson for a meal, but McGeeson went to the teacher to learn magic for a few days, but in fact she went to the airport to work and went home late every day.

After eating the pizza for a few days, Barbara really couldn't eat it today, and then she was thinking about going out for a meal with the remaining pocket money, and she saw a newspaper about Kidd, the thief.

Then she rushed to McGinson's house without even thinking about it, regardless of whether he came back or not.

As for Barbara's younger brother James, he naturally ate in the middle school cafeteria.

All this is to blame for Gordon’s frugal life. He is clearly the chief of the Gotham Police Headquarters, but he still lives in a small mansion in the old town. The family does not even ask for a servant. Normally, Barbara and Jr. James are strictly restricted. Pocket money.

"Zi—"

Start the pan and heat oil, beat two eggs with one hand to occupy half of the pan, then put three strips of bacon on the other half of the pan, and fry them over medium heat.

Bake two slices of toast while frying eggs and bacon, then cut a little lettuce and apple to make a simple salad.

The combination of meat and vegetables is particularly important.

Finally, pour another glass of milk.

In this way, a breakfast called lunch is ready.

"I'm afraid you are too hungry, this is the fastest."

McGyson thoughtfully said that it took no more than five minutes from walking into the kitchen to serving the dishes to the table.

Very hungry Barbara, smelling the scent of bacon and eggs, and the scent of wheat on toast, suddenly moved her index finger.

"Sure enough, you know how to cook. The bacon is fried until it is charred, and the fat is evenly distributed, smooth and not greasy. This is really the best fried bacon I have ever tasted."

After devouring food, Barbara said with a contented expression.

McGyson was amused. "What are you talking about? People who don't know think you are a gourmet."

"Hmph, praise you still not happy!"

Barbara snorted.

"I'm actually not here just to tell you the news about Kaito Kidd."

After a while, Barbara suddenly looked at McGieson, her big eyes bright to the extreme.

McGieson felt a shock, and suddenly became vigilant.

"When Her Majesty the Queen was coming, I wanted to see her. It happens that we have no class these days. Since you are at home today, it proves that magic learning is over... So, you accompany me to see Her Majesty. Bar!"

Barbara stared at McGieson closely, her eyes sharp, as if you would try it out if you dare to refuse.

"It just so happens that I also want to help Dad catch the thief Kidd."

"This... well, I'll accompany you, I can't stand you."

McGyson was about to bite the bullet and refuse, but then thought that perhaps this was a perfect opportunity to dispel Barbara's suspicion, so he changed his words.