The changing light of the computer screen is cast in the dimly lit room, becoming the only light source in the room. Tim's serious expression was a little eerie against the blue light.

"Master Tim, too dark is not very eyesight-friendly"

As the sound fell, the lights in the room lit up, filling the room with bright light.

The eyes, which were adapted to the low brightness, emitted bursts of stinging pain under the sudden bright light.

"Ah Fu, can you please say something before turning on the light?"

Tim closed his eyes to relieve the stinging pain, while also protesting to Afu.

"Oh... I thought I'd reminded you many times not to look at a computer screen for too long in too dark light."

Alfred didn't care about Tim's protest at all, and the Ming Dynasty's sarcastic size Tim in his words was that he ignored the warning first.

"What's the matter?"

Unable to refute Alfred's sarcasm, Tim cleverly chose to change the subject.

"Just to remind you that you don't have to attend tomorrow, but now you're hurt"

Alfred reminded with some helplessness.

Bruce is not a perfect person, and she has a lot of flaws and faults, but why is Tim almost like Bruce in terms of "life disabilities".

Alfred was worried about what would happen if Tim had to move out and live on his own one day. He had good reason to believe that as long as the boy didn't go out for a week, the room would be full of takeout boxes and disposable juice cups. Perhaps he should have voiced his objection when Tim proposed independence, when he would normally not interfere with the children's decisions.

“... I'm just looking at the last quarter's statements...."

Tim glanced at the time on the screen, and without a trace, replaced the computer interface with the financial statements of Wayne Enterprises.

"There is no meeting tomorrow, you have a day to check slowly, now please rest early, I believe that adequate sleep is good for bone healing"

Alfred didn't do anything, just told Tim to rest early and left the room.

“.... Yes.. Definitely found out."

After Alfred left the room, Tim covered his face and fell on the bed moaning. In fact, he could have told Alfred what he was doing. Bruce only forbade him to take his injuries to the night patrol to drive Robin's duties, and did not prohibit him from doing the relevant information collection work at home, but the exponential increase in the workload on his Wayne Enterprise betrayed Bruce's real idea.

Tim had talked to Dick on the side, and Bruce had been very strict before, but it wasn't so obvious. Tim didn't know how Bruce's behavior looked to others, but he felt frustrated by the obvious overprotection.

Scratching his head, he glanced at the Gotham map on the computer interface, where he had marked the address of the home that had been reported recently, as well as the last place where the children had gone before they went missing.

Looking at the time below the screen again, Tim finally chose to turn off the computer and go to bed, he didn't want Alfred to walk into his bedroom again and ask him to go to bed immediately.....

Tim was worried about how to sneak out of the manor, but he didn't want Bruce to have an unavoidable invitation to a banquet the next day, usually this kind of occasion is to bring Tim, as the next successor to Wayne Enterprise, he needs to hurry up and show up on any occasion possible.

However, Tim's injury became the best excuse for him to refuse, and Bruce took Alfred to the banquet, which naturally became Tim's free time.

Maybe Tim had always been well-behaved, which gave Bruce too much peace of mind, and he didn't even tell him to stay at home and not go out when he left.

"Man, I didn't say you're still hurt."

Dick's voice came from the communicator, this line was not Bruce's Batman channel, but Dick made it himself, the secrecy was not much worse than Bruce's, and the playful words were transmitted wirelessly with a deep concern to make Tim feel warm in his heart.

"Just go scout, put some gadgets, there won't be a fight"

Tim said with a smile.

"If you need to call me, I'll run to it"

Dick is still not very relieved, Tim's injury is not serious or light, and it is definitely not a minor injury, ordinary people at least need to lie in bed and recuperate.

"Thanks, man, how's your side?"

"What else, Death Knell is all over the world, and I can't run after him all over the world, Bruce is obviously looking for an excuse to support me"

Dick noticed when he received the request from Bruce, Bruce never suggested and would not take the initiative to let him deal with Death Knell alone, and this time he actually asked him to keep an eye on Death Knell, just because Death Knell almost established a branch in Gotham through Black Mask?

It was too obvious to branch, and Dick couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"I also think Bruce may have sensed something, but I was a little surprised by his attitude"

Tim was smart, and of course he noticed that Bruce was a bit abnormal, but the problem was that Bruce's attitude was a bit surprising to him.

He'd done a few things about how Bruce would react when he noticed that Red Hood looked exactly like Jason. Based on his knowledge of psychology and his knowledge of Bruce as a man, it can be inferred that Bruce may have reacted with anger, sadness, or shock.

But Bruce's reaction so far has been more like apathy. If Tim really didn't know anything about the man, he might think he really didn't care anymore, but he knew the man so well that it was hard to determine the reason for the anomaly.

"If he's not pretending he didn't find out, he really didn't"

Dick's conclusion is exactly the same as Tim's. Bruce didn't realize that it was impossible, and pretending that he didn't find out became the only possibility, but why did he do it?

If you are concerned about the relationship between Dick and Jason and want to avoid involving Dick as much as possible, then why is you completely silent about yourself? Is this not believing in yourself??

This conclusion made Tim a little unhappy.

As he pondered how to solve this dead end, an iron door was pushed open in the alleyway he was monitoring, and from Tim's angle, he could see part of the interior.

"Dick, I'll hang up first, here's the situation"

“... Don't force it, man, you need to call me."

"Got it"