Jason sat on the plane that gradually stopped, looking at the cloudless clear sky outside, wondering why this metropolis, which was only a bay away from Gotham, had such a different climate than Gotham.

"Master Jason, we're here"

Alfred walked over and told Jason to get ready to get off the plane and ride Bruce. Wayne's private jet takes only 3 hours to get from Gotham to Met, and Jason has never been on a plane for this long.

Last night, Bruce suddenly informed Jason that he had come to the Met today to have a business negotiation and asked him if he wanted to come along, Bruce usually rarely let Jason participate in this kind of thing, but it was the Met, Jason would not believe that Bruce was here to negotiate a business, and that person was also here, so he followed.

This is Jason's first time on a business plane, looking at Jason's somewhat unpleasant face, Alfred asked with concern.

"Are you airsick?"

Jason didn't understand what airsickness was all about, he hadn't been on a business plane before, and he had only flown a batplane once or twice until now, but the performance and comfort of the batplane were not at all comparable to that of a business plane, and at the moment he only felt something churning in his stomach.

"Jason? Are you alright? ”

Bruce walked over and asked.

"Well, it's okay, why don't we come on a batmachine?"

Although he didn't feel much on an airplane, Jason still felt that the Batplane was much faster than a business plane.

"Because this time it's Bruce. Wayne's business activities"

Bruce looked at Jason with some amusement, flattening his face, which had changed a little.

"To you"

Alfred handed over a glass of lemon juice, and Jason took it and drank it, the moderate sweet and sour taste of lemon juice calmed his somewhat restless stomach, and finally swallowed the vomiting feeling.

The plane quickly docked on the designated covered bridge, and Jason followed Bruce through the covered bridge into the airport, and as soon as he showed his head, he was dazzled by the flashing lights in the sky.

"It's Bruce. Wayne"

"Mr. Wayne, look here"

The voices of the reporters were accompanied by the sound of the shutter, and Bruce was unsparing in his charming smile.

This situation has long been a common occurrence for Bruce, and it is almost the same situation wherever he goes.

But for Jason, who had never seen this kind of formation, it was not good news, not to mention that Jason, who was dazzled by those flashing lights, looked at the head of those black people with a tingling scalp, and the vomiting sensation that was finally suppressed by lemon juice came up from his stomach again.

"Master Bruce"

Alfred noticed that Jason was not in the right state, and hurriedly reminded him that he was standing at the exit and was faithfully executing Bruce. Wayne is the man of duty.

“.... I'm going to get the reporters out of the way, and you take Jason out of the other exit."

"Okay"

Bruce greeted the reporters and walked out of the station, and the bodyguards arranged by the Wayne Group hurriedly isolated the restless group of reporters from Bruce.

"Mr. Wayne, are you here to discuss a new cooperation project with the Lex Group?"

"Yes"

Bruce's unhesitating smile drew a frantic shutter sound.

"Can you tell me something?"

"Well, because of the confidentiality agreement, I can't reveal too much, but it's a good thing"

"This is the first time Wayne Enterprises has cooperated with Lex Group."

"Oh, that's not true, we've worked with Lex on small projects many times, but this is the first time we've worked together on such a large research project."

Bruce took all the reporters away from the exit of the station, and Jason, who was watching from behind, almost dropped his eyes to the ground.

Who would have thought of this blues if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes. Wayne is the same person as the man who only leaks a paralyzed expression at home... This is simply fraud.

“... One day Wayne Enterprises goes out of business, and he can still be an actor.."

Jason couldn't help but complain.

"Thank you for your acknowledgment of Master Bruce's acting skills, but I don't think Lucius will like to hear what you just said, Master Jason."

“.. Oh, sorry."

"It's okay, are you better?"

"Hmm.."

"Then let's get out of somewhere else"

...........................................

"Jason!"

As soon as Alfred and Jason went out from the other exit, he heard a familiar voice calling Jason's name.

"Here and here"

A handsome young man in the crowd kept waving his arms to attract the attention of the people around him, and that handsome face showed a bright smile that perfectly leaked eight teeth, and Jason saw a shining special effect on that row of white teeth for a moment.

"Ah Fu, does Dick have the superpower of his own stage special effects?"

"You're just blinded by those flashes and your eyes are left behind."

Alfred calmly explained Jason's inexplicable perspective, and walked towards Dick with his luggage.

"Why are you here? Don't you have to go to class? ”

"Hmph, I've already taken enough credits, I'm waiting for the holidays now."

Dick wouldn't joke about his academic performance, and if he did, he would probably be called back by Bruce for a reason.

"What are you doing here?"

"Your first time at the Met, don't expect Bruce to take you around, I'll take you around"

“... How do I think you know the Met?"

Dick acts like he's a metropolitan native, which makes Jason a little weird.

"Then Master Dick, I'll go to the hotel to arrange it first"

Alfred as Bruce. Wayne's most loyal butler must have everything arranged, so he will not be more idle than Bruce at all.

"Trouble Ah Fu, let's go, I'll take you to the metropolis"

Dick dragged Jason out of the airport without saying a word, got into a taxi that had been hailed a long time ago, and dragged Jason on a day trip to the metropolis.

Taxis emerge from the airport and head towards the met's most famous attraction, Superman Plaza.

Completely different from the taxi drivers in Gotham, the taxi drivers in the metropolis are like the clear sky of the metropolis, enthusiastically explaining all kinds of interesting facts about the metropolis, of course, especially the most famous superhero of the metropolis, Superman.

The car soon arrives and arrives at Superman Plaza, which, to Jason's surprise, is not big or even a little small, and there is hardly anything to see about Superman except for the conspicuous Superman statue.

There are not many people in the park, but they are all leisurely walking, there are mothers pushing strollers, couples sitting on benches talking about love, and elderly people.... There are also plenty of trolleys selling snacks and toys around, including ice cream trucks.... Ice cream? Big winter?

"Sit down for a while, what would you like to eat?"

“... No ice cream"

"Then let's divide the croquettes, the boss has been selling them here for a long time, and his croquettes are delicious."

After speaking, without waiting for Jason's answer, he ran to an old man's stall and bought two croquettes.

Jason sat on a wooden chair under a tree, looking up at the sunlight streaming through the cracks in the branches, and if it was summer, this chair would be the most popular place.

"Give"

Dick walked over with two croquettes and handed one to Jason.

“... I thought you were going to take me somewhere."

Jason took the croquettes, the atmosphere of this park made Jason feel more relaxed than he had ever been, in Gotham even in the middle of the day the crowd is always in a hurry, because you never know when the robbery is going to happen, like this sitting on a park chair and basking in the sun, I guess only a fool would do it.

"Ha, actually, I'm only familiar with this place, after all, I'm not from the Met?"

Jason looked at the paper bag wrapped in the croquettes in his hand, with the image of Superman printed on it.

“... Is it all the man's fault?"

There are no sudden crimes, no need to worry about robbery, murder, people only need to worry about car accidents caused by brake failure or something, and it is really easy to be a police officer in the Metropolis.

"Hmm... Not exactly, the crime rate of the Metropolitan itself is lower than that of Gotham, it should be said that there are few crime rates in the United States that can catch up with Gotham, and... Although there are few robberies, there are a lot of financial crimes, and Superman can't handle that kind of thing, so the police in the Metropolitan are not as easy as you think."

The second half of the sentence was said by Dick in a low voice.

“... Bruce says he can't be trusted."

Jason remembered what Bruce had said that day.

"Well, he's always been like that, and he said it to me"

"I don't think he's lying, but I still think he seems to have a good relationship with that person"

"It's good, at least I've never met anyone who knows Bruce as well as he does."

“.... I don't understand."

“... Well, I don't understand either, Bruce is basically ready to guard against Superman, and Superman knows all about that, and his own weaknesses are still what he personally gave to Bruce..."

“... Can't understand"

Dick's words made Jason even more strange.

"Well, but Superman is good, if you want him to fly around in the air with you, he won't refuse, that's cool. And, although Bruce forbids him to meddle in Gotham's affairs, if you really can't figure it out, you can ask him for help, just shout"

Dick gave advice to his juniors as a senior, after all, in the Gotham environment, he almost planted in it, let alone Jason, who had no experience.

Jason thought for a moment and then rejected the offer.

"I can do it myself"

This answer did not surprise Dick at all, this kid really resembled Bruce in this regard.

“... Please, it's not a terrible thing to learn to ask for help..."

And although Bruce didn't let Superman directly intervene in Gotham's affairs, Superman helped him a lot from the side.

Jason didn't know anything about what Dick was thinking, but he decided to put Dick's suggestion behind his head.