Jason watched dumbfounded as Bruce put on his coat and opened the balcony door.

When Jason rushed towards the balcony, he found that Bruce had jumped directly onto the balcony next door, and was jumping along the railing on the right side of the balcony downstairs.

The series of actions was completed in about ten seconds, and Jason didn't know who was living downstairs, but he knew he was going to be out of luck.

Jason was a little hesitant to follow, but he also ran into trouble, that is, Bruce was too fast, and his skill of walking silently was not as skilled as Batman's, and if he jumped over it in the same way as Batman, he would be spotted when he reached the first balcony.

Jason quickly closed the curtains and rushed out the door, and the agents guarding the door immediately became alarmed when they saw him, and Bruce Wayne didn't tell them that there was anyone else in the hotel room.

"Don't shoot, you idiots." Jason gritted his teeth and said, "Where's your head?" ”

The agent didn't listen to him at all, gun in both hands, feet moving like crabs, Jason took a deep breath and, with a dexterity and agility that didn't match his weight, rushed to the end of the corridor as fast as he could, knocking out the agent closest to him with a punch.

The other agents approached him with guns, but didn't dare to shoot, and Jason took the opportunity to burrow into the stairwell of the emergency escape and ran downstairs as fast as he could.

Jason and Batman quarrel a lot, but this is also good, some things are not clear, the most exaggerated time, Batman spent all the week's talking quota on arguing with Jason, which also means that they communicate the most, and they have the deepest understanding of each other's demeanor and the meaning of their words.

So Jason can see how angry Batman is right now.

Jason heard what Amanda said, and in fact he didn't care about his identity being exposed, or that he didn't have anything to be exposed.

He's just an orphan born at the bottom of Gotham, a little gangster who doesn't know how to learn, and of course, a pitiful little guy who has been kidnapped and imprisoned for a year by a supercriminal.

Maybe he's thinking about Dick's future, Jason thought, after all, Dick wants to carry on the legacy of the Grayson family and become the best flyer in the world, and if someone misunderstands his relationship with Bruce Wayne, he can't get mixed up in Bruce Haven.

Running down the stairs one floor after another, Jason calculated his bearings, remembering that Bruce must have rushed into a room on this floor, but he didn't hear anything in the hallway.

This is not a good sign, he would rather Bruce fight someone, if there is no movement, it means that Batman's target may be subdued in a single move.

Bruce didn't wear a Batman uniform, and even if he did, everyone else would know him as Bruce Wayne.

Batman can burst into any big person's room and threaten and intimidate them, but if it's Bruce Wayne who rushes in, he's sure to be everyone's enemy.

You can be strong and righteous or rich and insidious, but you can't be strong and righteous and rich and insidious at the same time.

There are many people in this world who know that Bruce Wayne is Batman, and the vast majority of people who live in this hotel are one of them, even if there are those who don't know, you can guess if you think about it.

It's one thing to wear weird straitjackets and play games with some super-criminals on your own turf, it's quite another to use force in places where civilized negotiations should take place.

If Bruce Wayne had flipped the table first, the others would have had a reason to attack him by all means.

Thinking of this, Jason became more and more anxious, and he glanced at the agents in the hallway, who were probably more than three times the number on their floor.

The bad news, this could be the FBI boss's room, and the worse news is that none of the so many agents came in handy, and there's a good chance that the FBI boss isn't here anymore.

Jason decided to take a detour, go one more level down, and climb up through the window, but as soon as he walked around the corner of the stairs, he saw a figure tumbling in through the hallway window.

This is the 15th floor, and there is no balcony in the corridor window.

The strong man with black-rimmed glasses turned around and was stunned when he saw Jason standing at the top of the stairs.

Well, he was definitely not an agent, Jason judged, because the man seemed unguarded, and it was impossible for any agent to see a person of Jason's size and still stand in place stupidly, even with one leg on the window frame and not take it off.

Then Jason's gaze fell on the bag that the handsome man with black-rimmed glasses was carrying on his shoulder, it was not an ordinary briefcase, it looked bulging, judging by the shape, it was a ...... Camera?

The man finally took his other leg off, he stood there, his hand on the strap of his bag, pushed the side of his eye with the second joint of the index finger of his other hand, looked Jason up and down, and said.

"Jason Todd? Well...... You look a little stronger than you look in the pictures. ”

Jason was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what the photo was that the man was talking about, and suddenly he remembered that Amanda had shown Batman a picture that stimulated him.

So it seems that the photo must have been taken at the moment of some bat family reunion when they were not wearing masks, but how could this strange man who suddenly appeared know about the photo?

Jason looked at the person on the other side from head to toe again, in fact, this didn't use any detective skills, this guy's dress, words and deeds, and even the information conveyed by his eyes were clearly telling others that he was a reporter.

"Listen, Jason, don't be impulsive." The person on the other side seemed to see some of Jason's aggressiveness, and he reached out a hand to stop Jason's movements and said, "I'm Clark Kent, a reporter for the Daily Planet." ”

Jason just nodded cautiously, ignoring the outstretched hand of the man named Clark.

"What are you doing here? More importantly, where did you get in? Jason's attitude was not good, and to be more serious, his tone sounded almost like he was interrogating a criminal.

"Well, I'm here to find Bruce Wayne." Clark nodded to the side, a little uncomfortable.

Jason's eyes narrowed, clearly sensing that the man in front of him had a lot to hide from him, and as soon as he wanted to take a step forward, the symbiote said in his head.

"No, don't go over, Jason, you don't want to make trouble for yourself."

"You sound like the worst kind of gangster boss, were you bought by him?"

"No, but I did learn it from the movies, and I think it's cool, but I'm telling you the truth, the spider sense I inherited from my last host, told me the moment you wanted to throw your fist, it would be dangerous, don't do that."

If it had been someone else's advice, Jason might not have paid so much attention to it, and even wanted to try it, but during the time he spent in the hotel room, he could clearly feel his muscle strength slowly growing.

This shows that this strange parasitic life is more magical and powerful than he imagined, but even after strengthening his muscle strength, he still made a judgment not to be tough, which shows that something must be wrong with the other party.

"Is he with you?" Clark asked.

"We were still together just now, but now he's out."

"That's right." Clarkmmore rubbed the back of his hand, looked at Jason and said, "Can I take a few minutes for you to talk?" ”

"What do you want to talk about?"

"There's speculation about you, I mean, Bruce Wayne's relationship with the other people in the picture."

"Do you want to say I'm one of Bruce Wayne's weird little fetishes, too?" Jason snorted coldly and asked, "Or do you want me to reveal some more powerful details so that you can write a lot in the newspaper tomorrow morning, and make enough money from this yellow scrap to wipe the toilet paper off your editor-in-chief's bitch's ass?" ”

To Jason's surprise, this remark did not seem to anger the person on the other side at all, instead, the reporter pushed his glasses, showed a serious expression and said.

"No, Jason, I'm here so soon to find out what happened."

"What truth do you want?"

At that moment, Clark's head suddenly moved, he looked vigilantly at the staircase that Jason had just walked out, rushed forward at a speed that Jason couldn't see at all, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to a nearby reception room.

It wasn't until he entered the room that Jason realized that he had no idea how he had been pulled over.

Normally, such physical contact would be regarded as an attack by him, and the only reason why he had no defense or counterattack was because of the force that had just pulled his arm and made him unable to resist at all.

Jason was about to ask out loud when he heard hurried footsteps and muffled shouts.

"You, go over there, you two, come downstairs with me, don't let that damn boy run away."

Jason immediately held his breath to prevent the pursuing agents from noticing that there were two more people here, and it wasn't until the sound of talking and footsteps was getting farther and farther away that he turned to look at Clark next to him.

Clark walked to the side couch with his camera bag and turned to look at Jason, clearly trying to pull Jason to talk.

"That's not a good idea, Mr. Reporter." Jason turned to look at him and said, "There are a lot of people here, and those people don't know when they're coming." ”

"I promise they won't find out we're here, and I can promise that the content of our conversation won't get out."

"That's what every journalist assures."

"No, Mr. Todd." Clark sighed, pushed his glasses and said, "I can guarantee that I am different, I am here for justice and justice, and I am here for you." ”

Jason frowned, hesitated, and decided to walk over to Clark and sit down.

Journalists have always been a nuisance, and Jason felt that he couldn't let the reporter who called himself the Planet Daily newspaper find Bruce Wayne, because they were the best at telling right and wrong, reversing black and white, and Bruce Wayne's current state of mind might give them a chance.

"I've heard of Batman." Clark suddenly said to himself, "I've heard people call him Gotham's last hope, the Dark Knight who guards the night, in fact, I've always longed for this, but I know he won't be interviewed......"

Jason's eyes narrowed, he was keenly aware that the man in front of him knew more than just heard of Batman.

"So you want to meet your idol? Or do you want to ruin him with your own hands with your report? ”

"Neither, Jason, I said I was here for you." Clark leaned forward, looked up into Jason's eyes and asked, "Now, I want you to answer me truthfully." ”

"Mr. Jason Todd, did Batman or Bruce Wayne abuse you in any way?"