In front of the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, Red Robin grabbed Bruce's arm and said, "Batman, it's so late, what are you doing in Arkham?" Is there another madman running out? Red Hood, on the other hand, kicked the pebbles next to the fence a little boredly and said, "It's useless for you to ask him, he'll just tell you it's part of the plan anyway...... Hey, Batman! Don't expect me to follow you like a fart, I'm leaving! Red Hood turned around and walked out along the wall, Red Robin hurriedly rushed up to pull him, and the two heard Bruce say behind him, "I'm here to pick up the letter my teacher left for me before leaving, if you really don't want to come, I'll call Jack and ask him to turn around and take you back to Wayne Manor." "Two

"Zeng" stood behind Bruce's back and stood upright, and Red Robin's head shook like a rattle: "You don't have to! Bruce pushed open the door of the new Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, and the two Robins followed him, and Red Robin lowered his voice and said, "I'll just say that this Batman is not normal." ”

"Clowns are not normal! I was guessing where the bomb remote control was every minute and every second in the car just now, and Damian was still asleep?! ”

"You should have said he would have let Batman hold him." Red Robin grinned, quickened his pace, and joined the head of the red hood, and the two of them looked at Damian who was being held in Bruce's arms at the same time.

Damian's hands were around Bruce's neck, his body pressed against his chest, his chin resting on his shoulders, and he grinned a wicked, smug smile at the disapproving gaze cast by the two Robins behind him.

Misfortune is all contrasted, if he is the only one who is frightened by the Joker, then he will indeed be very depressed, then if there are two unlucky people who are also frightened by the Joker, then his depression will be greatly reduced, if these two unlucky people are not only frightened by the Joker, but also sleep and eat in the middle of the night, and have to follow Batman to wait for work, then this depression will turn into happiness.

Damian is really happy right now. He wouldn't let his biological father in the main universe hold him if he died, he firmly believed that they weren't that close, but if it was a younger version of Batman in another universe, there was room for negotiation, and this Batman only hugged him, and didn't even look at the other two Robins.

The sense of pride germinated in Dami's peace of mind, gradually breaking through the calm, serene state of mind training he had received, and the psychological defenses that the killer training provided him that should not belong to this age group were weakening, and he himself was not aware of it.

Damian knew that every Robin had dreamed of being embraced by Batman, and while their instinctive reaction must have been shock and rejection, the heat provided by that brief hug was enough for them to fly over the endless expanse of snow.

And he is now being held by Batman, hugged very tightly and hugged for a long time, Damian convinced himself in his heart that this is not his biological father anyway, anyway, this Batman is still young, anyway, he will leave after the matter of their universe is resolved, anyway, they may never see each other again.

These were all reasons he had given himself to put down all his defenses and stay quietly in Bruce's arms, and after convincing himself, he could feel the great sense of security that could be obtained from staying in Batman's arms.

If he is held in Batman's arms, then there is no way that anyone in this world can hurt him because he is Batman.

After the killer's instinct relaxed, when Bruce's hand slapped him on the back, Damian felt only a solid and powerful support, even making him feel sleepy in an unfamiliar environment.

"Are you sleepy?" Bruce's deep voice was like a lullaby, Damian had never heard Batman speak at such a close distance, and the low trills echoed through the empty and dark corridors, the sound field flickering near and far, clear and hazy.

"You can go back to sleep, and I'll let Ah Fu pick us up after getting my things." Bruce put it this way. Damian narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't fall asleep, just leaned his head on Bruce's shoulder and asked, "Will we go back to your manor?" ”

"Of course."

"And then you're going to send me back to my room?"

“

"Not necessarily, Aisha only learned to sleep on her own in February last year, and she slept with Selena when she was there, and then me and Dick."

"Why?"

"Because she's a child." Bruce carried Damian all the way forward, not looking at him, but as if telling a common sense, he said, "Children should sleep with adults when they are young, haven't you lived in the same room as your parents?" ”

"Neither of them even lived in the same room." Damian deliberately blew his breath out of his pursed lips, making a series of strange noises, and continued, "And I don't sleep much, most of the time I spend in class. Damian thought Bruce would ask him what was going on, but Bruce didn't ask anything, just hugged him up a little more and said, "Then you can sleep in my room when you go back tonight, but you can't let Aisha know, otherwise you will be bitten by her." ”

"What's the matter with her? I mean the fangs......" Damian regretted it after asking, he shouldn't have asked such a sensitive question about a strange Batman who had just met, and a panic suddenly rose in Damian's heart, Batman had just agreed to sleep together tonight, would he regret his offense?

Darmian was disappointed at the thought of this possibility, but he didn't understand why he was like this, this was obviously not his biological father, their relationship was destined to be short-lived, what could they do if they slept in the same room?

But he couldn't help but secretly wonder, is he the only Robin who can sleep in Batman's room?

If he is indeed the only one who has received this special treatment, is it because he is excellent, or is it because he is obedient?

"Aisha is my daughter." There was no fluctuation in Bruce's tone, as if he was stating a fact: "But her background may indeed be a little bizarre, and it will not be clear for a while." ”

"Oh, that's what Batman said when I first went to the Batcave." Damian redirected his head and leaned on Bruce's shoulder, then realized that he rubbed his cheek against Bruce's shoulder before leaning in.

The gesture was so intimate that Damian broke out in a cold sweat from his sleepiness, but he soon became immersed in Bruce's words again.

"It's not that there is nothing to explain in this statement, but if I say it and I don't say it comprehensively, it may make people misunderstand her, and it is better not to explain it in a hurry, and it is better not to explain it if I am in a hurry."

"Is that what you think?" Damian couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, if not for that, what else? Escapism and not wanting to explain? Ashamed of your presence and my own actions and refuse to explain? Damian laughed a little low, not in the same sharp and evil tone as before, but with a childish naivety, and he said while laughing, "Of course not, Batman doesn't escape from reality, and he doesn't feel ashamed, because he's Batman." ”

"Then maybe that's the case, if I want you to know Aisha, then I will find a formal occasion and spend plenty of time to explain this matter, instead of rushing to explain two sentences, causing many unnecessary misunderstandings." Damian fell silent, as if recalling something, and when he reacted, he patted Bruce on the side of his arm and said, "When did they two disappear?" ”

"When we entered the hospital and walked through the second intersection." Bruce shook his head lightly and said, "They didn't follow. ”

"Aren't you going to look for them, then?"

"I have my own business to do." Bruce took Damian up the elevator and said, "I'm going to have to get you back to them, or I'll be out of luck." ”

"That's an exaggeration!" Damian propped himself up, looked sideways at him and said, "Or do you think I'm a drag on you?" Let go of me and let me go down! ”

"You'd better stay honest." Bruce frowned slightly, and Batman's usual expression flashed across his face, which made Damian stiffen for a moment, but he soon realized that this serious expression was not aimed at him.

Damian heard footsteps in high heels from far and near, and before he could react, Bruce took him open a door in the hallway and ducked in as fast as he could.

Bruce leaned his back against the door and tilted his head back to Damian with a silent gesture, and in the silence of the space, Damian could clearly hear the heartbeats of the two men.

Suddenly, Damian shrugged his nose, his eyes widened and he gestured to Bruce before remembering that this was not the Batman he knew, and he might not understand the code of their universe.

But Bruce understood, and he nodded at Damian, still motioning for him to be silent, and after a while, the footsteps completely disappeared, and Bruce gently opened the door.

There were no heeled footprints in the hallway outside the door, but there was a long, fresh trail of blood, and Damian's gesture meant that he smelled blood, someone had just died.

Standing outside the door, Bruce looked left and right, as if relieved, he hugged Damian and continued to walk forward, but Damian couldn't stay any longer, he struggled twice, and then looked at Bruce's face and said, "Someone is dead, the murderer just walked over!" ”

"I know."

"Won't you investigate?"

"If I hadn't taken you with me, I'd have done it."

"I'm not a drag on you!" Damian struggled even more.

"I didn't say you were." Bruce said as he wrapped his arms around Damian so tightly that he couldn't jump off his body while stroking his hand on his back.

"It's dangerous here."

"You just think ......"

"I mean, you've got to keep your strength and protect me from any danger we might encounter later." Damian broke out in a cold sweat, and he grabbed the sleeve of Bruce's coat and turned his head to look at him, the serious expression that showed that he was not joking.

Does Batman need someone to protect? It was simply the most ridiculous joke he'd ever heard, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

In the last room they passed down the hallway, the lights were on, and Damian, who was held in Bruce's arms, was just tall enough to see through the window the inside of the hospital room—the silhouettes of three human limbs hung on hooks were clearly visible, two male legs and a female arm, they were still dripping blood, and a burly figure was facing the hospital bed with his back to the window, as if cutting something.

The strong smell of blood almost made Damian's sense of smell fail, and the double stimulation of sight and smell made his heart beat faster and faster, and Bruce's embrace became his only source of security.

Contrary to the previous struggle to get out, Damian hugged Bruce's arm tightly and asked in a trembling tone close to his ear, "...... What's going on here? ”

"Don't be afraid, we'll leave after we get our things, and we'll be fine."