65. Gotham: The Innocent Wayne

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Lincoln March's face was reflected in the side of the glass. He saw the distrust beneath Wayne's rhetoric, so he took the perfect opportunity to reveal his wounds.

Jungle beasts will take advantage of the situation to attack other injured opponents, but if they are also injured, the tense atmosphere will ease.

And in human society, the same wound is the key.

Bruce Wayne's trauma has never been a secret in Gotham, and that day, almost all Gotham media turned their cameras on young Wayne.

They tried to capture every tear from his eyes – if his guardians hadn't acted, the influx of media would have cast another shadow over his childhood.

In fact, there could have been another direction... His thoughts drifted to the restricted area, and Lincoln March restrained his smile for a few seconds, but almost like a conditioned reflex, he immediately immersed himself in the story that should be told.

An ugly brooch, a heartbreaking memory. After "inadvertently" telling those past events, Lincoln March caught a glimpse of a different emotion in Wayne's blue eyes - there was no doubt that he was moved by the story.

Today should have been an ordinary day. The court had set a schedule for Lincoln March. He only needed to show up as scheduled, and the stage play with the theme of "conspiracy" could continue.

That was how it should have been—until Aria appeared in his sight.

There was a mistake in the rehearsed stage play, and the band fell into chaos. When they reorganized, they played another song.

He knew that this woman held a great secret, and the court was watching with caution and interest, but Lincoln March had not expected that Aria would ruin the court's plans again, causing the Claw to fall from Wayne Tower like garbage.

Lincoln raised his eyebrows in surprise at the unexpected fall, as if he'd seen a bird flying straight into the glass. But Wayne's knee-jerk reaction was even more interesting—he didn't even bother to consider whether this would expose his strength, which was unbelievable for an "extreme sports enthusiast," to others. He didn't even bother to fetch a window-breaking tool; he simply clenched his fist and smashed it against the edge of the landscape glass!

Crash——

The glass shattered and Wayne grabbed Aria who was falling.

Well, Lincoln March thought, things are just getting interesting.

…

No, Aria never imagined that anyone would rescue her, let alone that this person would be Bruce Wayne.

Considering how desperately the Owlmen wanted to kill her, if Wayne was still connected to them, then the correct answer would be to let her fall to her death. Why take such a big risk to save her?

You have to remember that her hands were covered in blood from the direct confrontation with the blade. Wayne had no reliable leverage, and they were completely supported by their own weight and the nearby curtain wall. Although he was holding the wrist, which was relatively easy to release, it was very likely that they would be dragged down together.

After imagining the tragic scene of both of them being dragged down, Aria decided that she had to persuade them, so that they wouldn't be featured in the Zuzu City Evening News for throwing objects from high places.

If it was a plot twist, she'd probably be saying some heartfelt last words by now. But this was just a game, and the farmer had already planned what work she'd do the next day after she fell to her death.

However, before the farmer could speak, Wayne and Lincoln lifted the man up together.

...It would be a shame not to use this arm strength for farm work.

Just when Lincoln March thought she would show fear, or at least pretend to be frightened in front of others, and had already prepared several words of comfort, the farmer jumped up from the ground and said in a full voice: "Thank you!"

After being rescued, the farmer certainly couldn't say anything chilling like "You didn't need to save me." He tried hard to look particularly grateful for surviving: "You are all good people!"

She almost burst into tears and gave a thumbs-up: "It's good to have two feet on the ground. It really is safe to stand on the ground."

Lincoln March: ...From the sound of it, Wayne was more seriously injured from breaking the glass just now than her.

If he rashly tried to catch falling objects from a high altitude, he would suffer muscle tearing at best and fractures at worst. His body could withstand the repair of such a degree of trauma, but Bruce Wayne's was not certain.

Lincoln March glanced at Wayne - Wayne frowned, his fingers trembling slightly due to exhaustion, his hands were bright red, Aria's blood and his own mixed together and difficult to distinguish, but the smell of blood was real and rushed into the nostrils of everyone present.

His face was serious, which was a little unexpected for Lincoln March - he thought he was still trying to maintain the mask of being the innocent Bruce Wayne.

The next moment, Lincoln immediately understood why the other party was so calm and even a little serious.

Because Aria also noticed Bruce's hand, she jumped up like a kiwi, as exaggerated as if Bruce Wayne had been shot several times and was about to die.

“Oh my god!”

The lives of the NPCs are very fragile, and Bruce Wayne is even more pampered, the most fragile of the fragile. He risked his life to save others, and the farmer's doubts about Bruce Wayne were instantly dispelled.

Let me ask you, Prince Zuzucheng has gone to such lengths to save you, who without a conscience would still doubt his intentions?

Although the person who seems to be a bad guy in the game plot may very likely be a good guy in the end, and the person who always gives advice to the protagonists may very likely be the final boss - but what's wrong with Bruce Wayne!

She took Wayne's hand and spoke earnestly.

"Mr. Wayne, don't be afraid. I won't let you die."

It's not that exaggerated. Bruce Wayne frowned and tried to lead the topic to the accident just now: "The black one just now——"

"It's dirty stuff." Since Bruce Wayne had nothing to do with owls, she didn't want him to be involved.

"It's okay, I will protect you."

"but……"

"Shh, stop talking. Your hands are shaking badly, you need to rest." Aria tried hard to recall the medical knowledge in the game to try to judge his condition, but there was no medical knowledge in this game. Don't farmers just get up and work hard, and then eat something and they will be full of energy again?

She took out a carrot from her inventory and stuffed it into Bruce Wayne's hand: "Don't worry! Just eat this and you'll be fine. I won't leave you with any sequelae!"

"We happen to have help nearby," the Oracle said into the invisible headset. "She will go find the person who fell."

Out of his own wishes, Oracle did not tell in detail which member was nearby, but this statement itself was almost explicit, and Batman immediately guessed the other party's identity.

He accepted Aria's... agricultural products with feigned surprise, and just as Batman was trying to think of an excuse to avoid eating them directly, Lincoln March spoke.

Lincoln March seemed to be sweating, and the hand that had just been bearing the weight was in an abnormal posture, as if he could finally bear the pain and spoke.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Aria." Even though he was the one helping, Lincoln's tone was apologetic: "...I still overestimated myself."

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Pure and harmless Buwayne, soft and delicate Linmaqi

Gotham is a big stage, come if you have acting skills x