Nacino City, east side, in front of a club

Dick's sedan was parked across the street from the front of the club, and Dick sat in the car himself, looking around with some unease.

Half a minute ago, Han Xingle got out of the car alone, went into the club, and let Dick look at the car by himself, as far as it is generally reasonable, Dick would never let a child break into a gang territory alone, just like his adoptive father did back then.

But Xingle's answer may be a little 'euphemistic':

"Let me tell you, if you don't come in with me, your pants will still be there, and if you go in with me, I'll make sure you're dead."

While pondering how much could be believed in what this unserious boy was saying, Dick saw an office worker walk out of the door of the club with vague steps, so vague that people couldn't feel energetic.

At that moment, Dick believed.

Of course, he also asked why Xingle would not have anything, and Xingle's answer was: "I am underage." ”

That's a strong reason...

—————— phone was ringing, waiting for the answer from there, if I didn't complain to that bastard who pit my son, I really lived to be a dog.

“... It's me. The phone was connected, and a deep male voice came, and it was this male voice that made Dick burst out.

"You're a example of a father!! Is there such a pit for your son!? Do you know that this kid gave me a dismount as soon as we met!! When I was in the car, I almost thought he had revealed my identity!! Where the hell are you looking for a monster!!? I almost thought it was your disguise!! ”

“... And then what? ”

After complaining a lot, all he got was a simple 'then' over there, which made Dick feel the urge to vomit blood, and yes, this bastard adoptive father could be said to be a little bit less human, and it would be stupid to care about him about this.

"Do you really doubt that this Han Xingle is an indexer? Didn't you say that when this kid was there, the Indexer was there? How can this person be in two places at the same time? ”

Dick asked this question, after all, the main purpose of his coming to Naxino City was to find direct evidence that Han Xingle was an indexer.

And the one over there said this:

"The Flash has done a trip back in time and caused the phenomenon of two Flashes at the time, and I don't think it's surprising that the Indexer could do that based on all the abilities he showed."

“... There are arguments everywhere..."Dick knew that he would never be able to win against his adoptive father when it came to arguments, so he sighed and asked:

"Speaking of which, even if you find evidence, what can you do? Could it be that some monsters can be mixed with you for you to deal with? Obviously, Gotham and the Alliance are quite busy. ”

"If one day he tears his face with the league, what we are doing now will be meaningful."

It's really worthy of the one, thinking about things and being delusional about being killed is doing well, even though it is the adopted son of that person who is being tossed, that is, Dickta.

"I think as long as you dare to come here in Naxino, he will dare to tear his face with you..."

Thinking of the words that Xingle said like a threat in the car before, if his adoptive father visited with another identity, this kid seemed to have the consciousness of playing with you.

"By the way, the Joker escaped from Arkham, do you have any clues about this?"

"There was a disguiser, who was supposed to take down the clown with medicine when he was delivering food, and then used this to tie up Arkham."

"It's really ironic that the weird guy who used poison to bring down other people's drugs is now kidnapped by others... Well? ”

As Dick spoke, Xingle's figure had already walked out of the door of the club, and the speed of questioning was too fast.

"The kid is back, the details are sent to my terminal, and it's hanging."

After hanging up the phone, Xingle also opened the car door in time and sat in.

"What's the question?"

"The intermediary introduced a disguised kidnapping master to the employer, and the employer seemed to be looking for him for the first time, so he didn't have any information, and he still used a fake name."

For that harvest, Xingle could only spread his hands, indicating a dead end, and it seemed that he couldn't find it.

"That's it? Impasse? ”

"No, kana, take a look."

As he spoke, Xingle handed Dick a tissue with his name written on it, and Dick read it out loud as soon as he saw it:

"Howl. Monica ()... What's wrong with the name? ”

Dick, who doesn't have much sense of mythology, can't help but ask, but this is a question that few people can see through, so Xingle begins to explain:

"This is a pseudonym pronounced by phonetic wording, and the real pronunciation should be Harmonia."

“Harmonia？ Why does this name sound familiar to me? ”

I must have seen or heard this name somewhere, but Dick didn't find the key in his mind for the time being...

"Does Harmonia, the wife of Cadmus, the great hero of Greek mythology, who gave birth to four children in the great hero of the dragon, sound familiar?"

“... You're referring to that anti-alien group, Cadmus. ”

After understanding what Xingle meant, Dick couldn't help but cover his face, great, and pulled out a large-scale high-tech anti-alien organization, how do you feel that the police have not been doing this job for a long time?

That Cadmus had formed a bond with the Indexer not long ago, and it wouldn't be surprising if there was another conflict.

"What about you? When I came out, I saw you on the phone. ”

Xingle looked at Dick, with what he knew about this guy's report, he wasn't going to just sit here and do nothing, especially...

“... I called back to Gotham to see if there were any clues that we couldn't find on our side, and of course, I didn't hold out hope, the Joker was a crazy monster, but it was also hard for anyone to know what he was thinking. ”

Dick said this, and there was more gloom in his eyes, as if...

“... Clown... Have you ever taken someone close to you? ”

Xingle asked this question, he had seen this look too many times, only people who had experienced the people around them being taken away would have this kind of look, especially when talking about the person who was taken away, that look would become more and more gloomy.

Dick glanced at Xingle, although he didn't want to say this in his heart, but I was afraid that thinking of the particularity of Xingle itself, he thought a little bit about what was better than less, should I tell this kid.

“... You know it was Bruce who adopted me, right? ”

"In your tone, Bruce. Wayne should have adopted someone else as well, right? ”

When Xingle heard this, he began to understand the next plot, no matter how he said it, he relied on writing it to be famous, and the general plot associations and reasoning can be guessed, and it should be said that there are relatively few people who can't think of it.

"Well, in addition to me, I also adopted a child named Jason."

Leaning on the saddle, Dick couldn't help but sigh, thinking of his unruly brother, to be honest, he never thought that he would miss that kid so much, if he must say, Xingle and that brother's temperament are quite similar.

And thinking of this, Dick couldn't help but think of how that stinky boy had made him angry at that time, and now, he will never see that kid fooling around again.

"That's that Jason, by the Joker..."

Xingle didn't say the last words, and he knew a certain boundary in his speech, so he didn't say that word, after all, both of them knew what it meant.

“... I didn't see the scene, but according to Bruce, the madman beat Jason to death with a crowbar... The reason is to mock what my father did for Gotham..."

Dick couldn't help but grit his teeth when he said this, that madman would not think about things according to human ethics, he was a madman in the literal sense.

"It's terrifying..."

Hearing this, Xingle couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Xingle had already heard of the rumored clown, and even when the teacher was there, he was claimed not to provoke this kind of person as much as possible.

If you want to say why, the positioning of a person like the clown is very special, and competing with him like this will only expose you to more handles, for this reason, if it is not necessary, Xingle will not take the initiative to contact the clown, and this time, the clown level, he can't hide.

“... Now, how long will it take for your acquaintances in Gotham to send the report over there? ”

"It needs to be sorted out and investigated, and I heard that there was an incident where the Joker left after making a big fuss in Gotham Harbor, and now he is exhausted just by maintaining the scene, how can so many people do such a thing?"

In this regard, you really can't blame Xingle for their slow progress, not only are there problems with criminals on the Gotham side, but there are few righteous people in the police, and they can give you information about the Joker, or look at the horror of the Joker and Dick is Bruce. For Wayne's adopted son's sake, it's just for you, don't take it too seriously.

"......" Xingle also knew that he might be really in a hurry now, so he looked at the time and said:

"Grayson, would you like to come with me to see the city of Naxino? You've only been here for a short time, and I'll take you for a walk and admit it. ”

"Am I the one who is driving?"

Some angrily patted the back of Xingle's head, Dick really couldn't imagine why this kid could speak so directly.

Xingle didn't react to the palm on the back of his head, and he slapped Dick before, so he didn't care, and said:

"So what if you can't go? We'll have to wait for evidence from Gotham before we report to that old fellow Dean, and it's good to get to know the city of Nacino before then. ”

Dick also felt that there was some truth when he heard it, if the Joker wanted to come to Nasino City to do something, then it would be a good thing to know the geography of Nasino City in advance, at least when he committed the crime, he and others could use the home advantage to save a little bit of the situation.

With that in mind, Dick started the sedan and drove in the direction that Xingle had said.

However, he didn't notice that Xingle secretly took out a voice recorder from the seat under him, and after turning off the recording function, he quietly put it in his pocket......