"Jason" Batman stepped forward.

"Save your preaching, old fellow." Red Hood turned his head and said, "I've figured it out, you have your way, I've got mine." We don't interfere with the water of the well, and as long as you don't interfere with my actions, I promise that I won't trouble you again. ”

Batman stopped talking.

If there is no pain in the heart, it must be a lie. He had watched this child grow up to the point where it is today, which would break anyone's heart.

But in this situation, Batman should also be mentally prepared.

As the saying goes, different ways do not conspire with each other, and the concept of Jason Todd and Batman is already quite different. From the bottom of his heart, Jason advocates the use of force and even killing to solve problems, which is against Batman's creed. From the fashionable and young Jason, Batman saw such qualities. He tries to convince Jason to accept his own rules,

But today, judging from the results, he failed.

"But," Red Hood said, "I was told something important not so long ago. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Roy, intentionally or not.

"He told me how precious it is for a child who has lost both parents to have the opportunity to become a son again. I thought about it and I realized that he was probably right. ”

At this point, Red Hood paused. He reached for the back of his helmet with both hands, pressed the clasp, and the red helmet cracked slightly.

He took off his helmet and threw it at his feet.

Looking directly at the face that had lost its childishness, Batman seemed to see the shadow of the child who haunted him back then.

But he knew that the child was long gone. When every chick has a hard wing, every parent will one day watch them fly away.

However, in some cases, the process can be particularly heavy.

Jason looked directly at Batman: "No matter what I think personally, I can't change the fact that you are the one who picked me up from the slums, provided me with food and clothing, taught me the skills of life, and gave me the direction of life." Maybe we're not all the way. We may never be able to accept and agree with each other, but facts are facts and cannot be changed because of this. ”

After a pause, he hesitated for a long time. It's like organizing language.

Batman didn't interrupt him either, just stood there quietly listening. Images of the past flooded into his mind as Jason spoke.

"Let me state first, if you still can't accept that I don't follow your arrangement, then we'll go our separate ways. But if you can accept it," he struggled for a while, and finally reached out to Batman. "I want to be part of the family again."

Batman looked at his outstretched hand and didn't respond for a long time.

Barbara and Roy, who were witnesses to all this, also just stood by and didn't make a sound.

Batman closed his eyes slightly.

"Honestly, Jason," he said slowly, "you've been part of the family throughout. ”

Barbara, who watched all this, couldn't help but smile.

This is the family.

Although there will inevitably be conflicts between family members, they are still family members after all. One day, they will still let go of their old suspicions and walk back together.

"Let's go," said Batman, "and Alfred will be glad to see you again." ”

Bat Cave.

Alfred sat in front of the bat computer. After anxiously waiting for a long time, the communication from Batman was finally restored.

"Sir?" He couldn't wait to ask, "How's it going?" I saw a hint that the vehicle was damaged, and then you lost contact with the cave. Are you okay? ”

"I'm fine, Alfred." Batman said, "I'm going back to the Batcave right now and be with Jason." ”

Alfred was stunned: "Is Jason talking about Master Jason Todd?" ”

"Yes." Batman said briefly, "Jason, he's coming home." ”

"Oh God," Alfred felt an indescribable clump in his throat, "thank God thank God"

"We'll get back to the details, over." Batman finished. Hung up the communication.

Alfred collapsed in his chair, filled with emotion.

He turned his head and casually caught a glimpse of the most conspicuous display case on the side. There was the uniform Jason had worn when he died in battle, and Alfred could still be seen sewing up the damage on it.

He couldn't help but reminisce about the past as well. The day when Master Bruce had just picked Jason back.

He is also the one who has watched Jason grow up little by little, and his feelings for Jason are definitely not lost to Bruce. When Bruce returns with Jason's body, he, too, has experienced the pain of a broken heart; And when Jason returns from hell and stands on the opposite side of Bruce, he is also heartbroken.

Now, Jason is back.

Maybe he should have prepared something to eat after all these years. There was even an experience of resurrection, and I don't know if Master Jason's taste has changed, but Alfred remembers the child's favorite food much better than Master Bruce, after all, it is his job.

But just as he thought so, an accident happened.

A message flashed on the screens of all the computers in the Batcave, and it was a signal that someone had entered.

Normally, even if Batman himself enters the Batcave, his identity will be displayed on the computer. But now, the identity field is blank, and no one's information pops up.

This situation is definitely not normal.

Alfred stood up alertly and shouted, "Who? ”

No response.

He drew his pistol, stepped out of his chair, and strode out.

"Whoever you are, you've just broken into the last place you shouldn't be." Alfred unleashed an aura that the gentle butler didn't usually have, "Although the owner here is not very fond of firearms, he is probably not at home now. ”

"A little advice for you." He walked as he spoke, but his eyes kept searching for any clues, "You're dealing with someone who turned down an offer of snipers from six different branches of the Queen's command in order to go to London to audition for the new show King Lear, so"

He turned abruptly and fired a shot in a certain direction without hesitation.

But it didn't hit the target.

On the contrary, at this moment, there seemed to be a strange wind blowing behind him. He turned around alertly, but the wrist holding the gun was already restrained, and he couldn't move.

Standing behind him, already close to him, is the bandaged man who Batman has been tracking down so far.

With a swift and skilful blow, he slashed the gun from Alfred's hand, and an elbow struck him in the jaw, sending him a mouthful of blood thrown out.

"You and your precious 'master' think they know what fear is." The bandage man took out a syringe from his arms and said coldly, "But you're all wrong. (To be continued.) )