Tim stops a potentially deadly firefight and returns to the Batcave with a little pride and regret. Although he was able to stop the fight, he was unable to find the red hood as planned.

In addition to this, he was deeply puzzled by the firefight. Tim didn't doubt that the Two-Faced had the ability to detect where the money was, but the location and timing of the money were too good for him.

At the junction of the suburbs and the city, even passing cars are scarce late at night, and even if someone calls the police, they will not rush too easily. Once the fight is over, the replacement transport vehicle will disappear into the traffic and be difficult to detect after entering the labyrinthine city.

Bruce hasn't come back yet, and the partnership negotiations between Wayne and the Lex Group have been going on for a week, and I don't know what he's dragging.

"Could it be that Luthor has done something very troublesome this time? It's annoying, hacked his genetic lab."

"You're no match for him"

Bruce's voice came from behind Tim, and although he knew that Tim was just a little whiny, just like Clark would sometimes be annoyed by Luthor's suggestion to throw that guy into outer space, he knew very well that Tim was no match for Luthor. You can't deny that the man who is disgusting and full of lies and incitement does have a super high IQ.

“... I know... How's the talk? ”

Tim is not at all like a rebellious child of an upright youth, he has a very complete understanding of his own abilities, and then again, admitting it doesn't mean that he will be willing, and sooner or later he will hack that man's illegal laboratory. Tim secretly made up his mind.

"I don't know, I've tried it a lot this time, and this time the bald head just doesn't let go, I don't know what he's doing this time."

Bruce's address to Luthor made Tim raise an eyebrow, and it seemed that the not smooth negotiation had made the man known for his composure a little angry.

Clark sent a message that Luthor was probably copying something in the genetic lab again, and Bruce tried to get deeper clues in the name of cooperation, but this time Luthor, who had always wanted to win over Bruce, didn't know what he ate, and actually took a bite to deny what he was doing.

"A commission from the military?"

Tim thought for a moment, and only a big man like the military, who was not short of money, would make Luthor turn a blind eye to Bruce's walking "check".

"Most likely"

Bruce sat down in front of the computer and began to use the advantages of the Internet to find the clues he needed, Luther's technology level is very high, the government in order to fight against Superman, an existence beyond human cognition, secretly gave Luthor's business all kinds of support, and this guy has his own little ninety-nine, the level of technology declared to the outside world is far lower than the level of technology he uses, and the risk of invading his server is too great, and Bruce's chosen target is the military and the government.

“... Bruce"

"What?"

“... It's okay..."

Tim looked at the man who had been busy in front of the computer, and decided that he would be better off waiting for him to have more clues to discuss the Red Hood with Bruce. Now everything is just speculation on his part, and if it's not that the man is really too smart, then he really has nothing to do with these things.

Bruce glanced at Tim, this kid was different from Dick and Jason, he was more cautious and careful, which is one of the reasons why he decided not to recruit assistants anymore and finally had another Robin.

But this personality also makes Tim prefer to keep things to himself, rather than telling him in a roundabout way like Dick, or saying it to his face like Jason did.

The tone of hesitation may be something that has been discovered but there is no solid evidence so it is difficult to say. Bruce didn't press on, Tim had his own opinions and plans, and he had enough faith in the boy.

Tim didn't know what Bruce was thinking, he was just thinking about how to go and find Red Hood if he missed this opportunity... Or you can "ask" the drug dealers who might know the inside story....

Tim didn't go to the drug dealer in the end, and according to his judgment, it was impossible for the Red Hood to let those cannon fodder-level guys know about him, and even the leaders probably wouldn't know much about what was going on under the Red Hood.

He decided to change places, put on a little "makeup" and walked into a speakeasy in Old Gotham, with a face much more mature than himself. It's just a move of pure luck, it's not at all like Tim. What Drake would do, he just wanted to come to this kind of gossip place to listen and see if there were any clues worth paying attention to, but he never expected to meet this man directly - Red Hood!

Tim lay under a table, looking with a somewhat drunken eye at the man who had beaten up all the guys who were still standing in the bar.

Damn he knew he was going to run into him, so he didn't pretend to drink, and Tim didn't even know that his drinking power was so bad, and a glass of tequila alone had already made him a little untenable.

Shaking his head, he tried to mobilize all the brain cells that had not been paralyzed by alcohol to carefully watch every movement of this man.

Very strong! This was Tim's first impression, this man was probably better than Dick, probably on par with Bruce.

Very ruthless! Punch to the flesh, one move hits the vital point. There are very few people who can basically get back up after being punched by him.

With that iconic red hood that is a bit of a joy to wear, if not a fanatical admirer, this should be the red hood that the entire Gotham underground is looking for.

Red Hood kicked the last guy behind the bar with a powerful kick, smashed half of the closet and walked to the bar with the mess of "corpses" on the floor, and then slipped out the shivering bartender who was hiding behind, and the voice blocked by the hood came from behind the mask:

"Where's your boss?"

“.... Boss.. Not here today..."

The bartender's trembling voice answered Red Hood's question. The owner of this bar is rumored to have something to do with Blackface, which is why Tim chose this place as his first stop to find out about the news in the first place. According to his assumption, if the Red Hood was really the target he had guessed, the Black Mask would be the first of the targets he wanted to remove.

Red Hood seemed dissatisfied with the bartender's answer, and single-handedly pulled him out from behind the bar. The difference in height caused the bartender's toes to barely touch the floor.

This scene made Tim feel a little secretly surprised, except for Bruce, he had never seen a normal person who could carry the weight of an adult man with one hand... Clark is not counted in the human range.

The murderous aura emanating from the red hood made the poor bartender faint as he wished. Without the answer he needed, the red hood dropped the fainting bartender and turned to leave the bar.

"This guy.... The level of intimidation is no worse than that of Bruce. ”

With no figure in sight, Tim hurriedly crawled out from under the hiding table and staggered in the direction where the Red Hood had disappeared... He wouldn't be stupid enough to let go of this hard-won opportunity.