"This action, look! Judging by his height and weight, if his clothes are not stuffed to fill in the shape of muscles, he should weigh between 200-235 pounds, which is difficult to control when running at this speed, especially when coupled with movements such as jumping, which are easy to get out of control, so he uses this movement to unload the inertia when he lands, so that it is easier to control the control of the body, which is definitely the result of long-term training, and this ...... Dick, are you listening to me? ”

Tim was analyzing the footage that Dick had retrieved, only to find that Dick was completely absent-minded.

“.. I'm listening."

Dick reflexively answered Tim's question with his head down, but he didn't look like he had heard anything at all.

"Dick. . . Did you find something? ”

Tim's gaze shifted from the computer to Dick, leaning back on the pillow to look at the man sitting on his desk. This is not a batcave, and Dick comes to his room as soon as he comes back and gives him the footage, apparently Dick doesn't want it to be seen by Bruce.

"I don't know, Tim... I... I don't know..."

Dick looked up at Tim's computer monitor, which was frozen in motion of the man tumbling on the ground. It's all too familiar, but it's not much like the world's protective action, because the structure of the human body is almost the same.

But the action of rolling up and continuing to run on the ground made him particularly familiar, he seemed to have seen this kind of thing somewhere, but he felt that something was missing.

"Dick?"

"Huh?"

"I know that Bruce's character is to see people alive and dead to see corpses, and even if he puts the evidence he wants in front of him, he will try to find evidence to refute until there is no evidence to refute at all, so.... Forehead ....."

Dick didn't interrupt Tim's question, and listened quietly to what the boy was about to say.

"So, is it possible that something happened to Jason's body?"

“... No way, if something happened to Jason's body, Bruce wouldn't ..... Wait a minute, I'll ask."

"Ask whom?"

Whether it was asking Alfred or Bruce, the result was the same, and until they figured out who that guy really was, they had better avoid him and Bruce meeting as much as possible.

Dick took out his mobile phone and pulled out the long-lost number from the phone book, and after connecting for a while, he could only reluctantly hang up the phone.

"Clark went abroad for an interview, and the message was converted to voicemail....."

Dick calls Clarke's regular cell phone, and of course there are other ways to contact Superman, but those are sure to get Batman's attention.

“... Jason's coffin was carried by me, and Jason was indeed inside...."

“... Sorry Dick, I just doubt if someone copied his memory"

“...... Can memories be cloned from normal cells? ”

"Of course, this is not possible, only brain cells can store memory signals, and in order to reproduce memories, a complete brain must be obtained, and it must also be active to ensure the integrity of memory signals."

“... We must have overlooked something...."

Tim watched Dick look down in contemplation, then focused his gaze on the screen of the computer, and repeatedly watched the video that Dick brought back.

An inexplicable thought suddenly formed in my mind:

"Dick, can you come up with Jason's little habit in the non-Robin state?"

Tim didn't know anything about Jason, and in his opinion, every action in this video was very standard, and there were no superfluous movements, just like the star movement pattern of this red hood every time he committed a crime, with a strong personality.

“... No, I had a falling out with Bruce at that time and didn't have much time to move out and live at home"

After being reminded by Tim, Dick remembered that his memory of being with Jason was more about acting together, sometimes Jason came to him, occasionally he came to Jason, occasionally he would come to train with Jason with each other, in addition to these, most of his daily interaction with Jason was when Jason first arrived, and he came back less often as Jason improved.

He only knew that Jason could cook, unlike him, he would always help Alfred in the kitchen when he had free time, and he would name things he liked, such as the dripping beast called "Fat Face", extremely stubborn, which was very much like Bruce, and once he recognized it, he would not hit the south wall and would not give up..... For the rest of the day, he didn't seem to understand the side of Jason's life at all, let alone those habitual little actions inadvertently.

“... That's too reluctant to identify him on that basis alone."

"How?"

"If you think about it, all this man's movements are fighting"

Tim thought about it carefully, when they saw this man, he was fighting or exercising, and those highly professional protective counterattack actions were all quite templated actions, just like the actions of rescuing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

These movements should not look too strange. In fact, it was Tim himself who misled Dick in the first place.

He tells Dick that the man has the same face as Jason, thus hinting at Dick and telling him to look for similar behaviors in these actions and remember. It's a psychological implication that Jason is the same for Dick and Bruce, and they both think that it was their own negligence that killed Jason, so Dick approached the man from the beginning with a personal bias, and it was his fault that he shouldn't have told Dick.

“... Tim, it's not your fault."

Dick understood Tim's words, he never thought it was Tim's words that had misled him, and of course it was a bit arrogant to say that it didn't matter, but it was definitely not just Tim who told him that the man had a Jason face.

The two men fell silent, both silently watching the recurring video on the computer.

After some time, a starving gut sound broke the strange atmosphere, and Dick glanced at Tim's gradually reddening cheeks and asked:

"I didn't eat at noon?"

“.... I forgot."

Alfred has something to do today, and it is rare for this old man who has worked hard for the Wayne family to take a leave of absence because of his personal hobbies, so Bruce immediately agreed to Alfred's leave without going through his brain.

"Let's go, let's go to the kitchen and see if we can find something to eat."

Alfred must have made a spare, just take it out and warm it up.

“... Hopefully it won't be a cucumber sandwich."

"Please don't mention that"

I don't know why Alfred's cucumber sandwich is so delicious that it can be the top spot in dark cuisine.

"What if there was only a cucumber sandwich?"

"I'd better make two bowls of cereal for the two of us."

“... No objection"

The two of them left Tim's room and went to the kitchen to find something to worship the Five Organs Temple, where Tim's computer monitor kept flashing a faint blue light.

Bruce had just spied on the penguin and only now came back, only to remember that Alfred wasn't home tonight, and maybe he should have called Tim out for a bite to eat, or ordered takeout, not knowing if Dick wasn't there.....

"Tim?"

As soon as he came out of the cave, he walked straight to Tim's room, knocked on the door three times and then pushed the door open, the room was empty but the light was on, Tim definitely didn't leave, it seemed that Alfred had reserved dinner.

Bruce was about to close the door and go to the restaurant to solve dinner problems when a picture of the LCD screen of Tim's computer suddenly attracted him. He walked over and looked at the frozen figure on the screen, pressed play again, and then looked at the footage, which Tim had watched several times...........