"I've heard of you." Red Robin was the first to look at Spider-Man and said, "...... It's all good reputation, you've done a lot of good things in Gotham these days, and you've made a lot of noise, and almost everyone in Gotham knows that Batman has a somewhat noisy new assistant. ”

"Uh, do I have such a reputation?" Spider-Man reached out and scratched his head.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come and sit down? Red Robin's eyes fell on the couch.

Spider-Man, who was standing behind the couch, silently took a small step back, swallowed his saliva, looked at Red Robin and said, "You may not believe it, I have a danger warning function, and now, its volume has reached its highest peak since I came to this strange city." ”

"You think I'm dangerous?"

"I don't want to be so rude, but is there anyone in your city who isn't dangerous?"

"You were so unexpected to me." Red Robin shook her head, as if looking a little disappointed.

When this young man, who looked like an ordinary classmate of Spider-Man, raised his eyes again, the cold and piercing aggression in his eyes made Spider-Man's hair stand on end.

The Spider-Sense's warning sound of breaking through the sky caused Spider-Man to roll and hide behind a stool on the side of the table, and two shiny darts were embedded in the floor where he had been standing.

"I thought I'd see a younger version of Batman." Red Robin stood in front of the sofa and said expressionlessly, "Given that he loves you so much and thinks you might be the perfect natural Robin, my guess is not outrageous, right?" ”

"I ......"

"I can see that he likes you very much." Red Robin's eyes swept over Spider-Man's uniform, and that gaze made Spider-Man shiver from beginning to end.

"Wait a minute, listen to me, that ......"

"He's never given that to anyone in the Bat family." Red Robin looked Spider-Man in the eye and said, "In the last ten years, he has not been able to pick a perfect heir from among us, even though we are close to him, learn from him, and want to be him. ”

Spider-Man lowered his hands as he stood there, believing that he could hear sadness and disappointment in Red Robin's tone, he was a very good person at blaming himself for all his mistakes, so at this moment he could only say, "I'm sorry, I really ...... I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have taken this uniform. ”

"It's not about uniforms, Batman shouldn't trust someone who only appears in front of his eyes for a few days, it's even more unlikely that he'll just bring such a person back to the Batcave, and the most unlikely thing is that he lets you mess around in his Gotham and make a great reputation, and we've all been told to get out of here."

"Maybe he's just ......" Spider-Man took a deep breath and said, "Listen, I have absolutely no intention of ruining your relationship, except that he said he needed an assistant and I wanted to help him because I felt like he was a hero, and heroes shouldn't be alone." ”

Red Robin lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "I only hope that your company will really satisfy him." ”

Spider-Man lowered his shoulders, he couldn't even reply to this sentence full of sadness, and completely forgot his original intention of coming here to ask for guilt, he just took a step forward and spread his hands and said.

"He's like your father, he's strict with you, maybe he just won't express it, and he doesn't be as dissatisfied with you as you think, it's just a coincidence that I'm here, believe it or not, I'm going back to my own home."

"Do you want me to praise you for the act of leaving him behind one day?"

Spider-Man lowered his arms again, sighed helplessly, and then looked at Red Robin's back and said, "I'm so sorry if my presence hurts your hearts, maybe I can't fully understand the relationship between you, but I'm just trying to do what I can." ”

With that, he took a few steps back, and as soon as he reached back, a spider silk launched into the wall of the opposite building.

After Spider-Man leaves, Batman looks at the scene inside the house, at the silent Red Robin standing next to the sofa with his head bowed and the gloomy atmosphere that pervades the room, and he can't say a word about the current situation in Gotham.

As Red Robin said, he never gave anyone in the Bat family an accurate answer, so he knew better than anyone that the phrase "you will become Batman in the future" was not a blessing at all, but a curse, the most vicious curse in the world, and no father could curse his children like this.

Maybe this group of naïve birds doesn't understand that there is no benefit to being Batman, but they are willing to fight the fire for this little love and recognition, and bear the disaster that the rewards are simply not commensurate with.

Batman revered this simple heart, but never responded, and eventually, the black cloak disappeared into the same dark night of Gotham, as silent as ever.

And when Batman and Spider-Man both left with their hearts full of concern, Red Robin, who was standing in place and was sad, rolled his eyes around, and then rushed to the phone with a sensitive pace completely different from the slow and low movements before, and called the other end.

"It worked, I fooled the two guys who came to Xingshi to ask for guilt! And they won't come to us for trouble in a short time, and the pathological anti-customer-oriented method is really useful. ”

“…… Okay, I see, be careful over there, the penguins will reply to me tomorrow. ”

Red Hood hung up, and Nightwing turned to him and asked, "How's it going?" Can he handle Batman? ”

"Don't worry, even if I don't believe in Tim, I believe in Schiller, before we come back, Tim pestered Professor Schiller to see his sick side, do you think the two of them can talk about anything good?"

But Nightwing frowned and said, "No matter what lies Tim tells, Batman shouldn't be so easily fooled, right?" ”

Red Hood glanced at him and said, "The lie that can deceive people in the world is the truth...... This is what Schiller said. ”

After speaking, the two of them put their eyes back to their feet, and at this time, they were squatting on the side terrace of the roof of a mansion in the upper city, looking at the lively scene in the dance hall downstairs, and their eyes were focused on one of the figures.

The tall man, dressed in a lead-gray linen suit with a burgundy paisley tie and a Windsor knot, was dancing on the dance floor in an authentic Ivy League style.

"Lincoln March." Nightwing said his name, and he squinted at March's figure like Batman and said, "The two Tims teamed up to find out the exact source of the funds for his election participation, and there is definitely something wrong with him." ”

"We should find out why he's so interested in Bruce Wayne, could it be that he also has the last name Drake?" Red Hood said as he crossed his arms and squinted his eyes.

Nightwing rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Is that why he went to the Wayne factory to change his tires one day, and he will also have your surname Todd?" ”

As soon as Red Hood opened his mouth to argue with Nightwing, Nightwing pushed him, pointed to the scene in the window, and said, "Look, look at that waiter, yes, the one who is handing March a drink." ”

"He's got something in his hands." Red Hood said with a frown.

The two disappeared from the terrace almost instantaneously, and after about ten minutes, Red Hood dragged the stunned waiter to the door, and Nightwing began to search him.

This kind of work is a professional counterpart for Robin, and it doesn't take long for Nightwing to find out that something is wrong with the waiter.

"The teeth are too straight, there are no signs of wear on the fingers, and more importantly, there are no marks on the feet from standing for a long time or walking a lot, and they don't look like service workers."

"He handed March a note, I guess it wasn't something important, so it was most likely for March to go somewhere to connect."

Red Hood let go of the waiter, stared at his slightly immature face and said: "The cannon fodder for delivering news is all this kind of specially cultivated sturdy young man, and the person behind March is by no means an ordinary business group, either involved in gangsters, politics, or worse, both." ”

"We've got to keep an eye on March." Nightwing also stood up, glanced down at the waiter lying on the ground, and said, "In addition to not allowing him to succeed in his election, we have to dig out the secret behind him." ”

"I guess there's a pretty amazing secret behind him." Red Hood reached for the gun on his waist, opened the safety bullet and loaded it, and said, "I hope my marksmanship has not regressed, let's go." ”

The morning in Gotham was a damp gun-gray, and the man in a black trench coat got out of the taxi, walked to the nearest coffee shop to buy a cup of coffee, and then came to the corner of the street leaning against the wall on one side, and beside him was the alley that stretched into the unknown darkness.

The elite in suits walked briskly through the streets, unaware of the inconspicuous figure in the alley, and Lincoln March, neatly dressed and carrying a briefcase, made his way to the end of the street and knocked on the slightly quaint door of a mansion here.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and just when the man in the trench coat with the coffee cup wants to walk out of the alley quickly, two figures jumped down from the roof and stopped in front of him.

"John Constantine, why did you come to Gotham?"

Red Hood was the first to step forward and block Konstantin's path out of the alley, and Konstantin had just made a turn when Nightwing came from behind.

Seeing that he couldn't leave, Konstantin sighed, reached out and took off the hat on his head, looked at the red hood in front of him with those slightly tired eyes, and said, "Okay, kids, if I bring you some candy this time, you can let me go, don't go and tell Batman that I'm going to Gotham again?" ”

"What are you when we are? Love to hit the sparrows of the little report? Red Hood crossed his arms and said, "Hurry up, what are you doing here?" Otherwise, I don't need Batman to beat you, I'll give you a punch right now! ”

Konstantin was also used to their rude attitude, he sighed deeply and said: "You definitely don't believe me when I say I have something serious, but I really didn't come here to travel, I really have something, don't stop me, I'll explain it later." ”

Red Hood squinted his eyes and turned his head to look in the direction where Lincoln March had disappeared, he took two steps closer, using his burly stature to force Konstantin to step back, and then he asked.

"You ought to tell me the truth, Constantine, are you here for Lincoln March?"

Forced by the sudden ferocious momentum of the red hood, Konstantin blurted out: "Why are you ......?"

Red Hood smiled triumphantly, and then whispered, "It's rare that Tim got it right, and it's really useful to imitate Schiller's pathology." ”

(End of chapter)