"Let's hope that kid knows what he's doing."

That's all Barbara could say.

In a way, Barbra may not know Kassandra as well as Dean.

Dean at least knew that Kassandra had a great martial arts, but Barbra didn't know anything about it.

The reason is very simple, Barbra's contact with Kassandra is almost only in the library, she doesn't even know where Kassandra lives, she wants to help prepare a place for Kassandra to live, and she really can't take her to the welfare home under the Wayne Foundation.

But Kassandra refuses Barbra's offer and doesn't let Barbra know where she lives every day.

Every day Kassandra went to the library in the morning, and Barbra spent her free time teaching her to read, and when it was dusk in the afternoon, Kassandra left the library on her own, never letting anyone else follow.

The only exceptions were where Barbra took Kasan to go shopping, buy some clothes, or have a big meal.

However, in the process, Kassandra showed a marked maladaptation and a severe lack of common sense.

I don't use a knife or fork to eat, I don't know where to wear a skirt, I have no interest in makeup, and I even have a strange fear of lipstick, as if it was some kind of poison, and I don't want my lips to touch it.

What's even more terrifying is that Kassandra is like an autistic person when it comes to communicating with people, refusing to contact anyone, and constantly hiding from the clerks in the clothing store, making people almost think she is a thief.

As a result, these outings not only failed to bring Barbra and Kassandra closer, but made Kassandra afraid to go shopping with her.

After that, Barbra didn't ask Kassandra to come into contact with human society, starting with letting Kassandra learn to write, and then trying to integrate Kassandra into modern society when she could understand the English words that are used more frequently in daily life.

Obviously, teaching in the library or shopping in the safer city during the day, both of which are unlikely to be dangerous even in the city of Gotham.

Kassandra didn't need to exert her force in front of Barbra, who couldn't have known this without her prophetic powers.

After all, who would have thought that this girl around the age of fourteen was actually a hidden super martial arts master?

Dean was lucky, he happened to walk with Kassandra at night, or he walked in the deep alleys, so it was normal to encounter robbers and gangsters.

All in all, at first Barbra was worried about Kassandra's livelihood, but over time, she found that Kassandra did not seem to be malnourished and was unexpectedly healthy.

Except for the fact that her clothes are often torn, she doesn't seem to need to worry too much about Barbara.

Over time, Barbra let Kassandra go her own way, after all, she had no right or position to dictate to Kassandra.

After Kassandra had been gone for a while, Barbra gathered her thoughts and turned to Kidd the Thief.

"In two days, Kidd the Monster Thief will officially steal Bruce's Ocean Gem at Cavaliers Stadium...... I don't know what Bruce will do to him. ”

Barbara thought with interest.

"It's hard to imagine Batman being defeated at the hands of Kidd the Thief, but if Kidd the Thief can really make him deflated...... Maybe it will make things more interesting, and Bruce's expression will be wonderful at that time. ”

This is not schadenfreude, nor is it the heart of chaos that fears that the world will not be chaotic, but a ridicule of Batman.

It's hard for anyone who hasn't worked under Batman to imagine what kind of chore it is, and if it weren't for the strong belief in their hearts and the significance of Batman's existence to Gotham, Barbara and Dick would have quit doing it a long time ago.

Although they don't say it, they have long accumulated a stomach of grievances against Batman in their hearts, one by one, and it is a trivial matter that is brought out alone, but after accumulating together, it is full of resentment.

It's just that Batman is still a person with an extremely strong desire to control, his orders to others are always absolute, and no one is allowed to say no, which often makes Dick and Barbara dare to be angry and dare not speak, and sometimes they want Batman to suffer a loss.

It's just other criminals, in case the whole thing happens, it's a big deal, and now there is a kind-hearted criminal like Kidd, the strange thief, and it's really just a deflated thing to make you deflated.

That's where things change.

Whether it's Dick or Barbara, they actually look forward to Batman's failure.

But if Kidd the Thief was defeated, they would be in a good mood just as well.

Because they've all been deflated at the hands of the monster thief Kidd, it's not bad to have Batman take revenge on their behalf.

Anyway, no matter who wins or loses between Batman and Kidd the Monster Thief, it can make them see a good show and make them feel good.

Wouldn't that be a win-win?

Meanwhile, in the Batcave, Dick is in a similar mood, watching Bruce tinker with a bunch of strange things.

"Got a problem, huh?"

Dick asked, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"What are you doing here, Dick?"

Bruce asked faintly.

"Where am I going? It's a day off, I don't have to go to school, and it's still noon, so it's time for Robin to be out there. ”

Dick shrugged his shoulders and asked rhetorically.

"Either do what you have to do or go through the files of important cases from previous years, how long have you been in this business? How many dossiers have you read? ”

"Uh......" Dick was speechless.

"There's still a lot of room for improvement in your recouting and reasoning skills, Dick, that's why you couldn't catch Kidd the Monster Thief, and instead he played it around."

Bruce's hand that had been used to tinker with a pile of objects suddenly stopped, turned to look at Dick, and said.

At the same time, he also showed Dick what he had made up in front of him, which looked like a mock sand table.

"What is this?"

The moment he saw the sand table, Dick's pupils suddenly shrank and he was surprised.

"This is a simple sand table modeled after the lawn of the central football field of the Cavaliers Stadium."

Bruce said calmly.

In the center of the lawn of the miniature version of the football field in the sand table, a small iron object stood surrounded by a circle of miniature camera models, and outside the camera models was a circle of small people.

That's right, the iron object is a miniature version of the bat lamp.

In addition, a layer of white cloud-like cardboard hangs above the sand table, and a small white figure stands next to the bat lamp.

What was presented in the sand table was the scene of Kidd's rehearsal!

(End of chapter)