Ever since he sent that ineffective complaint letter, the surna "Wayne" made his hair stand on end.
There was even one ti when Theodore got up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and saw Batman's silhouette flash past the window, hallucinating it as the black suit from a Wayne charity gala.
The children began to gather in small groups.
As for Theodore, he quietly slipped away to a corner of the yard, near a disused fountain, trying not to attract attention.
His actions were completely observed by Bruce.
Just as Theodore was idly tossing small pebbles, accurately hitting the clogged fountain spout, a tall, elegant figure silently appeared beside him.
Wayne didn't mind the dust on the fountain platform; he simply patted it a few tis, then lifted the hem of his bespoke suit and sat down next to Theodore.
His friendly blue eyes sparkled, and he smiled as he greeted Theodore.
"Hi, kid."
Theodore: "…"
To be honest, at that mont, all the hairs on his body stood on end!
At this point, Theodore was thinking—
I've already hidden this far, and you can still find specifically?
What's going on, has that letter sent to the Child Protection Association been exposed?
Damn it, I knew Gotham institutions couldn't be trusted.
Since they are willing to cover for Wayne, betraying whistleblowers must be second nature to them.
But Theodore sent an anonymous letter, and it was even delivered by Lina, not by his own hand. Even if Wayne wanted to investigate, he would have to find the Big Wolf Gang first.
If it's not because of the letter, then it's because…
Theodore hastily looked down; the tiles in the disused fountain pool reflected his own shadow.
Look, what a handso black-haired, blue-eyed little boy!
Theodore: "…"
Okay, nothing more to say, he cracked the case.
If he had known that even ssing up his hair into a bird's nest couldn't deter Mr. Wayne's obsessive aesthetic, he should have been ruthless and shaved his head bald.
Theodore forced a smile: "Good afternoon, Mr. Wayne."
His attitude could be described as keeping people at arm's length, but Wayne didn't seem to mind at all.
Gotham Baby's eyes curved, and a few fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, but they didn't make him look old; instead, it was like gilding porcelain, adding an extra charm of age to him.
From his appearance, the man was indeed impeccable.
"Kid, I noticed you didn't accept my gift, you didn't even open it." Wayne tilted his head curiously, "Can you tell why?"
Theodore's face was blank: "I didn't open it, but I guessed what was inside."
"Oh?"
"A fountain pen."
"Wow, impressive judgnt." Wayne gasped softly, clapping his hands twice for Theodore, "I guess you gave it to that girl—she must be a girl who loves to write, right?"
"No."
Theodore had only one goal today: to thoroughly disappoint Wayne.
"I don't want a fountain pen because I don't like studying."
He saw Wayne raise an eyebrow, but before Wayne could speak, Theodore strode towards the center of the yard.
"Sorry, I feel a bit stuffy, I want to find a more spacious place."
Theodore did not notice that behind him, Wayne showed a thoughtful expression.
Those feigned innocent eyes grew cold, like two ice cubes dropped into a sweet cocktail.
No one saw Bruce Wayne's fingers gently touch the fountain platform, and with a slight movent, he removed the listening device he had just placed.
Is it a coincidence? Did the boy choose to leave at precisely this mont?
The listening device disappeared into Bruce Wayne's palm as if by magic.
He watched Theodore choose a new gazebo: it was open on all sides, allowing anyone approaching from any direction to be seen imdiately, and it was located in the very center of the yard.
A good spot.
Even if Batman were to choose, the most optimal location in the entire yard would be this one.
—Not a coincidence.
—Theodore has strong anti-surveillance capabilities.
Batman made a ntal note of this.
But in reality…
No one knew that Theodore was screaming frantically inside.
—He needed to stay in a public place!
—Even if Wayne could pull strings, he wouldn't be so shaless as to start his 'play' in broad daylight, in front of everyone!!!
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