Jason stood in the shadows, listening to the conversation coming through the cave. In order to pick up something he had forgotten in the Batcave, and to be embarrassed to come back from the elevator closest to the computer, he chose to walk down the emergency passage that was not commonly used, and immediately overheard the conversation between Bruce and Alfred.

[Dick doesn't have it]

Bruce's words made Jason lose the courage to go in. Along the passage back to Wayne Manor, Jason walked aimlessly through the manor. Before I knew it, I was walking to the door of Dick's room.

Standing in the doorway and hesitating for a while, Jason pushed open the wooden door that was a bit old.

Everything in the room was clean and tidy, and it was not in the slightest sign that it had been uninhabited for a long time. Alfred will clean all the rooms and be ready to welcome his owner back to live in them.

Jason sat on Dick's bed and looked at the room carefully. It was the first time he had entered Dick's room.

Smaller than his room, there was a desk under the window farthest from the door, from which Superman had apparently taken Dick's geometry homework to finish.

Imagining Dick sitting on the bed and watching Bruce walk to his desk in horror, thinking about how to explain that his geometry homework was not finished, but he didn't expect that the homework book was already full of content, Jason smiled casually.

In addition to the textbooks for studying, some criminal psychology and various knowledge required for his "special profession" on the bookcase in the room, the rest is a variety of superhuman figures, and even his quilt cover is a pattern of superman logo...

"He's such a superman fan, and I bet all the pocket money Bruce gave him was used to buy figurines"

There was an empty piece in the row of stuffed bookcases, which seemed to be something very important to Dick, and he took it with him when he left.

It's not surprising that Bruce would prefer Dick, Dick has a cheerful and sunny personality, and if it weren't for that accident, he must be the kind of boy who is very popular with girls and has a sunny and handsome type. Alfred also said that Dick's arrival saved Bruce's hatred in a sense.

What exactly did Dick think when he faced the murderer of his parents?

"Ah, what the hell am I doing?"

Jason held his head in his hands and fell into deep self-loathing. He couldn't explain why he was here. Dick didn't know what he was doing lately, he used to run back every now and then, and he was almost completely out of sight lately.

Jason came out of Dick's room, and after shaking around for a while, he still couldn't change his irritable mood. He didn't expect Bruce's words to have such an impact on him.

Back in his room, Jason stared at the ceiling, it wasn't the first time he had had lost sleep, he had always been unable to sleep when he first arrived at Wayne Manor, although he hadn't told anyone about it.

It took a long time to fall asleep, and then a bunch of messy dreams, and Jason decided to go out for a walk.

After leaving a note for Alfred in the kitchen, Jason left Wayne Manor and rode an old bicycle toward the city.

Dick had suggested that he buy a motorcycle, but he didn't think he needed it yet, not to mention that he already had a Robin motorcycle, although he couldn't ride it on the streets during the day.

The bike had been stacked in the warehouse at Wayne Manor, which was Dick's before. Jason fixed it, just a little old but still nice to ride. Now it's Jason's exclusive mount when he takes to the streets alone.

Riding this bike, Jason wandered aimlessly around Gotham City, and before he knew it, he rode to Gotham's Old Town. It's early in the morning, the kind of early morning when the sun hasn't completely risen, and there are not many people on the streets. And this time is usually the high incidence of robbery, such as the sound coming from the bend in front of you, which is estimated to be the unlucky one.

The bicycle stopped at the entrance of the alley, and to Jason's surprise, three men in their twenties seemed to be besieging a dirty old man.

"Hey!"

The guy who was busy beating people turned his head and saw Jason and said disdainfully:

"Fuck off the dwarf! It's none of your business! ”

The man's words poked at Jason's pain point, although he also knew that people can't grow like a tree a day, and the differentiation of bones, muscles, blood vessels, and nerves all need to be rested and consolidated, but this does not mean that he will not be worried about his current height of just over one meter six. The man's words completely angered him.

Jason didn't say any more nonsense, went up and moved over the guy who had just said he was short, and punched him in the face against the wall. The results of long-term training have made Jason very confident that this guy can't stand up at the moment.

The other two guys sensed the change, abandoned the old man on the ground, and turned around to attack Jason together. It's just two street gangsters, how can they be Jason's opponents, and the winner is quickly separated. The two guys left the place while holding the guy who couldn't walk on his own, cursing.

"It's rubbish"

Jason clapped his hands and was about to leave this place of right and wrong, this movement was out of his plans, and now he needed to find a place to fill his stomach.

"Jay... Forest? ”

As Jason turned his head to leave, the old man behind him suddenly called his name.

Jason turned his head strangely to look at the old man, who seemed to look a little familiar.

"You know me?"

"Ah, it's Jason. Todd, it's me, Zach, Zack. Brown"

Jason thought about it for a long time before he remembered who the name belonged to.

"You're a quack?"

"Hey! You stinky boy, who is a quack? ”

Zack. Brown is the black doctor of this generation, and the black doctor, as the name suggests, is a doctor who does not have a medical license, and this kind of doctor is a necessity for those of them at the bottom, especially those like his scumbag father. They don't have health insurance, and their injuries are usually caused by some troublesome causes, so it's impossible for them to go to a regular big hospital. Men like Zach Brown, who have some medical skills but do not have a medical license for various reasons, have become a necessity in the lower classes of Gotham.

"You haven't healed that man to death until now, and you say you're not a quack"

Jason knew this man because of his scumbag father. Although Jason called him a quack, Zach's medical skills were actually quite good, and no kind of surgery could make it difficult for him, and it is said that he used to have a senior doctor's license, but was later denied medical qualifications because of some things.

"Hey, you kid, he's your dad anyway, forget it, for the sake of you saving me, I'll treat you to dinner"

"Don't tell me you can't even solve three thugs"

Black doctors are quite popular in the bottom society of Gotham, and the underworld is their main customer, and it is impossible for these guys to be weak in order to protect themselves.

"Hey, don't mention it, I don't wash my hands anymore, by the way, why did you dye your hair? Are you afraid that people will recognize you? That's right, you're Bruce now. Wayne's adopted son, it's really not suitable to come here."

Jason didn't continue to ask, a large part of the reason why these black doctors don't wash their hands is that they are afraid of provoking someone, Zack is very popular in this area, and many underworlds want to give him face, after all, no one has a normal brain and wants to offend the only person who can save him, if he has to hide, I'm afraid he will offend those guys who are not quite normal....

"Black Mask?"

"Boy, it's not your business, you're not here anymore, don't come back"

Zach put away the appearance of a hippie smile and leaked the solemn expression that Jason was familiar with, and Jason knew he had guessed correctly.