[Yesterday, there was an explosion at the Violet Club, one of the top clubs in the city, and the police were investigating the case, and it was rumored that the police found two children from the underground parking lot, and according to the testimony of the two children, they knocked out a gang that trafficked children, and whether the two cases were related or not, the police are still under in-depth investigation...]

Hearing this, Tim impatiently turned off the TV, it was enough, if he wasn't lying in bed like a mummy now, he would definitely find the nest of the bastards, uproot them, and throw all the evidence on the police chief's desk.

Tim knew quite well that even if it was confirmed that the two were related, it would only be the current head of the club who had fallen, and the Violet Club had not been hit at all.

"Damn, it's no wonder that Bruce has been a club all these years"

No matter what happens, as long as its backstage boss doesn't fall, any criminal charges are just a scapegoat.

"Master Tim, please don't be so angry, being angry will affect your physical recovery."

Ah Fu came in with a nutritious meal and saw Tim curled up on the bed motionless, walked over with a sigh, and helped Tim raise the pillow to support the simple dining table for him to eat.

"Ah Fu, I'm not paralyzed"

Too much considerate care makes the person lying in bed raise his grievances.

"Well, if your unhealed bone doesn't crack again..."

Alfred lightly shoved all of Tim's complaints back into his stomach. Although he was unwilling, Tim really didn't have anything to refute, not to mention that because the bone cracked again, in order to prevent the injury from continuing to worsen, Tim was grounded by Bruce, and was forbidden to take half a step out of the manor until the injury was completely healed.

Well, Dick was almost grounded several times without being grounded, but in the end it was on him. Tim silently groaned in his heart.

"You're messing around!"

It seemed that what Tim had done this time was a bit too much, and even Alfred spoke with a thick accusation in his tone.

“... I didn't expect to be taken advantage of..."

After Tim came to his senses, no matter what he thought, he felt all kinds of coincidences, and the coincidences were too much. An impossible answer lingered in his mind, but he couldn't convince himself that it was just a coincidence.

"What are you talking about?"

Tim's voice was too quiet, so Alfred asked again.

“.... No, nothing."

Fortunately, it was Ah Fu, if it was Bruce's voice just now, it would be enough for him to hear what he was saying.

"Then please eat first."

Alfred said this and left the room.

Tim boredly stuffed the tasteless sick meal into his mouth one bite at a time, and finally turned on the TV boredly and continued to listen to the breathtaking news.

Of course, Tim knows that the police are different from the way they handle cases, the police are constrained by too many conditions and can't act as freely as they do, and the efficiency of solving the case is naturally not comparable to them, but it is difficult to defeat a gang but can't defeat the buyer, it feels like an orgasm is about to climax and the feeling of being impotent halfway through, which is really unpleasant.

But it also proves that the recent rise of disappearances of children in Gotham is not a large-scale crime committed by a certain group, but the act of a small group and perhaps even an individual's whim. This kind of crime means that it is impossible to solve the crime quickly or eradicate it completely, which is probably the worst news.

Tim listened to the pale and feeble news of the news, and as if venting his anger, he stuffed all the food into his stomach.

"Well, I hate eating sick meals...."

Moreover, Bruce had been giving him a weird feeling since he came back that day, and he had been sitting next to him and looking at him since he woke up. Wow, it's the first time Bruce has behaved like this since he started to have Robin memories, but he doesn't seem to have been hurt this badly.

The way Bruce looked at him at the time made him feel a little weird, and although he didn't say anything and just said lightly that you should heal and left the room, Tim just felt that something was wrong.

"It's been better to run less mess lately..."

Well, he really can't move lately anyway, and unless Arkham is blown up, there's no reason to let him act.

He stared at the ceiling on his bed for a while, not even knowing when Alfred would come in and take the plates.

"Did something happen? Bruce? ”

After the show, Zatana walked backstage and looked at the man who had come in as an old friend. Bruce rarely came to her on his own initiative, and most of the time he came to her because he had some unexplained case and asked her to help see if it had something to do with magic or something. But today this man gave her a completely different feeling, and it made her a little nervous.

"There's something I'd like to talk to you about, are you free?"

Bruce maintained the demeanor of Gotham Baby, and offered the invitation in a gentle tone. His personable words and demeanor caught the eye of all the ladies backstage.

Zatana looked at Bruce's face, and it was hard to say no.

"The next show is in two hours, tell me if you can."

Zatana beckoned Bruce into her personal dressing room, then magically blocked out the sound.

"What's going on? Bruce? ”

"Zatana, will the undead resurrected for revenge calm their anger after fulfilling his long-cherished wish for revenge?"

Zatana didn't say anything, and Bruce's words made it very clear what he was here for. She looked at the man, Batman, who knew the human heart best, and with which he manipulated people's fears, and thus the criminals of Gotham. He knew the answer to the question better than anyone, not to mention that she had already answered it once before.

The reason why Bruce came here to ask for the answer to this question again is probably because of his confusion..... And the answer to the exception he longed for.

"No, it doesn't, the undead who lose their target will only take all their anger out on the others....."

Zatana was saddened that she could not answer the answer he longed for, but that was impossible. The undead, infuriated with vengeful rage, will regard everyone as their enemies, and will continue to seek revenge and kill until they are gone. He will see everyone as his enemy, all .... Including the Batman who couldn't save him!