"Hey! Look at that boy."

"Well, see, it's Bruce. Wayne's second adopted son."

"It's so cute, I thought I wouldn't recognize it if I dyed my hair."

"Well, I'm going to strike up a conversation with him"

"Are you serious? He's only fifteen or sixteen."

"What's the matter, he's Bruce. Wayne's adopted son, and he's handsome."

The whispers of several flight attendants did not fall into Jason's ears, and he was now sitting in his seat looking at the clouds outside the window.

It would take almost twelve hours to fly from Gotham to his destination, and by the time he got there, it should have been the second half of the night local time.

ran out without saying hello like this, and Bruce probably exploded.

After sitting on the plane and calming down, Jason regretted a little, at least he should have left a note, even if it was hidden in a corner so that they wouldn't find out at once.

"Do you still need coffee?"

A nice female voice diverted Jason's attention from the clouds outside the window.

Jason looked at the stewardess in a cream-white aviation uniform, a red uniform cap, and short curly blond hair, looking at him with a smile at the moment.

“.. Ok please give me a glass."

The advantage of first class is that the service is very good, and Jason doesn't have to worry about anything at all when he runs out with a credit card.

"Okay, wait a minute"

The standard professional smile and just the right amount of rhetoric are not offensive.

After a cup of hot coffee was placed on the small table next to Jason's chair, the flight attendant left, and when Jason picked up the cup to drink coffee, he found a note pressed under the coffee cup.

When I picked it up, I saw a string of mobile phone numbers and an address.....

“..... Really? I'm only fifteen..."

Jason frowned as he looked at the service room that the flight attendant walked into just now, of course he knew what this behavior meant. But he had more important things to do, and he didn't have time to pay attention to this passionate woman.....................................

After Jason squinted a few times, the plane finally landed at his destination, and after walking out of the airport from the exit gate, the special driver of the hotel delivery he had already booked had been waiting for him in the designated place for a long time. The service of a five-star luxury hotel ensures that Jason has no worries about anything to himself.

To be honest, this is not his style, he never thought of having to stay in luxury hotels and book first class, he just made a phone call to the airline in the hope of booking a ticket for the day, but when he reported his card number to the other party, the other party only hesitated a little and then asked him if he needed to upgrade and order hotel services, considering that Alfred was in charge of following Bruce out before, Jason, who didn't know anything, just thought that if everything could be booked, it would be the best, So after he agreed, it became what it is now, although he doesn't know how much he swiped that card, but it is estimated that it is a lot........

"Please have a good rest"

The driver dutifully sent Jason to the place, although there was no luggage, but Jason still gave the driver a good tip according to Bruce's habit, and rented his car for a day by the way, and the driver who received a lot of tips and rent happily walked away.

Jason walked into the room he had already booked, looked at this very Middle Eastern style room, and opened the window to see a garden supporting this room, this kind of five-star villa hotel, for Jason or for Bruce. Wayne, a top wealthy man, specializes in preparing luxury hotels, with independent households, independent service facilities, and independent service staff, which makes this place have a very private privacy, which is the exclusive love of many wealthy people.

It was still a little time before dawn, and Jason was lying in bed, planning to rest for a while and then go to the woman's address when it was dawn. But he lay on the bed for a while, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he got up, thinking about whether he should go to the address first and see something.

After making up his mind, Jason simply cleaned up, looked at the person in the mirror and lowered his head for a long time.

"What the hell am I doing?"

The person in the mirror was wearing his familiar red uniform but not the plain black hair color he was familiar with, and Jason didn't understand why he was wearing Robin's uniform inside his clothes, and the person who came was Jason. Todd isn't Robin.

But in the end, Jason didn't put his suit on the outside of his uniform, but put on a mask, cleverly avoided the security cameras in the security zone, left the hotel, and drove his rented car towards the woman's place for him.

The place the woman gave him was a bit far from the city, but it was close to the hotel where Jason was staying, and the car drove to the neighborhood after a while, and Jason didn't drive any further, he saw the only building on the nearby high ground, which was said to be the place where the woman worked and rested.

But Jason stood nearby and looked at it for a long time, how to see that it was an old warehouse, he remembered that the people of the Haim Group told him that Sheila was also a middle-level management person, and that it was an elite person with the dual positions of physician and pharmacist in the Haim Group, and that this place should be classified as a warehouse no matter how you look at it, how could it be a staff dormitory and a research and development base? Or does Sheila have other positions of responsibility here?

Jason parked his car and hiked close to the warehouse like a red ghost. After walking around the warehouse, it was determined that this was a warehouse, and the only window was still sealed by the wind and sand of the Middle East, and there was an unknown thickness of dust piled up on the cracks of the window, and Jason couldn't see inside clearly.

“... Is it really a scam? What's the good of her being so deceitful? ”

After lingering in the door for a while, making sure it was just an abandoned warehouse, Jason was about to turn to leave, when the rusty iron door suddenly opened.

The unsuspecting Jason just looked at a tired, blonde woman who walked out of the house in a somewhat crumpled suit.

The woman froze when she saw Jason.

Jason was also stunned, and only after a long time did he hear his own voice say:

"Well, hello, I'm..."

"Jason?"

Before Jason could finish speaking, the woman called out Jason's name. For some reason, this sound made Jason's nose feel a little sour.

"Ahh Come on in, why don't you say a word when you arrive."

The woman hurriedly ushered Jason into the house, which was indeed a warehouse, surrounded by containers, with only a simple sofa in the middle.

“.... Well, why are you here? ”

Jason looked at the woman who was hurrying to clean up the somewhat messy couch, which was clearly her current bed.

"Ahh The company has recently had some problems with the goods, I came here to count, but the amount of goods is too large, and I can't finish it all at once, so I have to live here temporarily for a few days."

The woman folded the covers on the couch and made room for Jason to sit.

“... I'm not sure about that, you're really my mother."

Even with the same face, Jason was puzzled.

“... Your father's name is Martin. Todd is a gangster. Living in a rented house in Old Gotham, of course, if you don't change places, there is a black doctor in that area who was originally a doctor with high medical skills named Zack, when you were born..."

The woman poured Jason a cup of black tea as she spoke, Jason took the black tea and drank two sips before sitting quietly on the sofa listening to the woman babbling about things related to him, the woman's voice trembled a little, Jason didn't know if it was the woman's excitement or other reasons.

“... Why are you leaving? ”

Martin's evaluation of this woman before his death was "the worst woman in the world", what is the reason for the man who is almost equivalent to scum to say this about this woman.

“...... I wasn't willing to live at the bottom of Gotham for the rest of my life, and I tried to convince Martin to move out of there and get a serious job, but did you know that he worked for Black Mask? The easy-to-pay job of collecting protection money from Black Mask's territory made him have no interest in hard work at all, and in the end we broke down, and the price of my departure was that I had to give up your custody..."

Relaxed? Jason thought back to the man when he was a kid, injuries were commonplace, and it wasn't uncommon to owe a few bullets once in a while, and he was a regular customer of Zach's guy. Jason also heard Zach mention that Martin had also found a normal job, although he was just a physical dock worker, but it was enough to get out of this life, and the woman's departure made Martin completely return to Black Mask.

These two contradictory statements suddenly aroused Jason's vigilance, and he quietly raised his eyes to glance at the woman, only to find that the woman had been busy but just refused to look at him.

The initial emotion of inexplicable sadness subsided, and the wariness that had been cultivated for a long time resurfaced, and then Jason realized the biggest problem.

Why didn't the woman ask him about the appearance of him wearing a strange outfit and a strange mask? Also, why can you call his name directly when you see him like this?

When Jason realizes this, the alarm bell rings deep inside.

“... Well, it's too late tonight, I'll go back first, I'll come to see you tomorrow, I'll stay..."

Jason lowered his head and tried to try to phrase it, making sure that the other party didn't realize his intentions, so he didn't notice that when he finished saying this, the woman's busy figure suddenly paused, and then he heard the woman say in a cold tone:

"I'm sorry Jason, I can't let you go, I'm in big trouble if you go"

When Jason looked up for some reason, he found that the woman had turned around, and along with the cold gaze pointing at Jason, there was also the black muzzle of the woman's hand.

How does that scumbag describe this woman? The worst woman in the world is really bad.

Jason secretly planned to do it, but only to remember that the universal belt and weapon had been sealed in the bat cave by Bruce, and he was forbidden to take them.

It's just an ordinary woman with a gun, Jason still has the confidence to deal with it, just when he was about to stand up and break through, his feet suddenly went soft, and the whole person fell on the floor.

[Oh no, that cup of tea just now! 】

Jason only remembered the black tea that the woman brought him, and if the woman had planned to deal with him in the first place, then the black tea must have been "specially blended".

"Hee-hee-hee, hahahahaha, oh my god, look what I caught? A robin that can't move."

The rusty iron door of the warehouse was opened again, and the familiar and disgusting laughter entered the room—clowns!

Jason understands why this woman is so enthusiastic about himself, it turns out that she belongs to the clowns.

"Hi boy, didn't the little bat come with you?"

The Joker walked over and kicked Jason, who was lying on the ground, unable to move, with his pointy shoes, asking the pointless question.

"Hey! We said that as long as I brought him to you, you would give me all the evidence."

The woman ignored Jason, who was lying on the ground, and just eagerly grabbed the clown's arm.

"I didn't say I'd give you all the evidence."

The clown suddenly said to the woman with a serious smile, Jason was familiar with this smile, which meant that the woman was going to be unlucky, but the tongue paralyzed by the drug could only tremble and warn out of tune:

"Run..."

The woman apparently didn't hear Jason's warning, she was just angry at the Joker's sudden denial:

"How can you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the clown put his finger against her lips to stop her from continuing:

"NoNoNoNo, dear I didn't say I was going to give you all the evidence, I just said you don't have to worry about anything anymore"

Hearing the clown say this, the woman relaxed and leaked a smile, and the next second a gunshot rang out, and the woman's smile was still frozen on her face, and she fell straight down, and the blood hole in the middle of her golden eyebrows kept gushing blood.

"Dead people don't have to worry about anything, do they?"

Jason looked at the clown who kicked away the female corpse and walked towards him, and he had only one thought in his mind - this madman!