Suppressing his expression of imminent gaffe, Theodore smiled as calmly as he could.

"I thought it was ...... I mean, I heard that Richard went to Bloomhaven. ”

"It's true that he works there as a police officer and usually doesn't come back until the weekend."

Theodore was a little surprised: "He became a police officer? Or go home every weekend? ”

"Oh, Bloomhaven is a peaceful place."

Thinking about GCPD's overtime rate, Tim wasn't surprised that Theodore would ask.

Alas, the Gotham people's perception of police officers has long been distorted by the city.

"Not every city is Gotham, and police officers don't have to stay up late every day and work overtime on holidays. Dick can still squeeze out the time to go home on the weekend. ”

With that, Tim paused, realizing that it was Sunday.

According to his own words, Dick should be at home by now.

But Nightwing wasn't there.

Tim glanced at Theodore, hoping that he would not mistake Dick for not welcoming him, so he deliberately avoided the new members.

This must be explained.

"I swear, this week was an accident, Dick was called away yesterday by a temporary overtime case, and I regret not being able to see you before leaving. He said he would come home next Friday and have dinner with us. ”

Theodore smiled politely.

"Thank you, I'm looking forward to it."

On the contrary, a chill spread from his chest, and soon, the cold and cold feeling covered his entire chest.

Theodore suddenly realized that the city of Brudhaven was adjacent to Gotham, just a bridge across the river.

What does this mean?

Even though he is an adult, separated from his family, and even a police officer, Richard Grayson still can't get out of Wayne's grasp.

Tim said that Richard had to work overtime on the weekends, and that Brughhaven was a peaceful city.

The two sentences sound inconsistent, but Theodore is not at all surprised.

If he were Richard, he would definitely be looking for every excuse to work overtime on weekends.

As can be seen from Richard's own "very liked" title, Dick has no place in the estate.

That nickname, stark and red. The naked ground shows that he is just a plaything.

For this darling who has been with him for the longest time, Wayne is not even stingy with a trace of face.

He slowly savored the shame of young people, labeled the fact that the other party □□ with his title, and was not even willing to put a verbal fig leaf on Richard.

And then consider Richard as the nominal eldest son......

Theodore reasonably speculated that adopting Richard was the first time Wayne had made a move on a boy when he was still young at the time.

It was precisely because he had just opened the meat that he made the scene so exposed and did not know how to restrain it.

But fortunately, Wayne was inexperienced at the time, and Richard as an adult could have the opportunity to go to the next city to weaken his grip and get a brief respite.

Like the second adopted boy, apparently not as lucky as Richard.

- Jason's tombstone, which still stands in a corner of the public cemetery, occasionally appears as lace news on the title page of tabloids.

Theodore is willing to bet with all his net worth that Jason's death must be inseparable from Wayne.

Perhaps Jason referred to Richard's precedent and naively thought that he could get rid of the clutches of the big guy, but instead angered Wayne.

Or maybe Jason is actually obedient.

But at that time, Wayne was in the year of the tiger and wolf, and he misestimated the endurance of a little boy and overplayed it.

“……”

Distracted, Tim had led him to the door of the second room.

"This is Jason's room...... Uh, Theodore, are you okay? ”

Suddenly hearing Jason's name, Theodore was startled, and he felt a kind of horror that someone had been poked in his heart.

His eyes widened and he reacted in half a second: "I'm fine, I'm okay - wait, you say this is Jason's room?" ”

Theodore was a little surprised: "The dead boy? The second adopted son in this family? His room hasn't been used for any other purpose and remains to this day? ”

Jason was not buried in Wayne Manor, and the matter is still discussed by the media.

Theodore originally thought that this was Wayne's lack of heart.

But he now knew that Wayne had kept his victim's room all along, like an executioner sealing his own taxidermy.

It is said that some serial killers collect the bones of their victims as souvenirs.

And what about Wayne, for what kind of mentality did he keep his adopted son's room?

Will he revisit the old place from time to time, reminiscing intoxicated with the supreme joy that the boy once brought him?

It's so perverted, it's so perverted.

Even that guy from Steiner wouldn't have left the rooms of the first two adopted sons to remember!

Theodore couldn't help but ask, "Is this room still inhabited?" ”

Tim replied vaguely, "...... Occasionally. ”

Given that Jason has become a deceased in the eyes of the public, it can be a bit of a hassle to explain how he came back from the dead.

But Red Hood does come home every now and then.

"Oh." Theodore commented coldly, "It's disgusting. ”

"He's all dead, and Mr. Wayne still won't empty his house?"

Even death didn't get Jason to get rid of Wayne.

If that little boy had a spirit in heaven, he would have been eager to chew off the other man's bones.

Tim: "??? ”

Friend, you're a bit sociopathic.

This tone, this assessment, doesn't sound like kindness.

And then there's the string of cannon-like questions ahead, where Theodore calls Jason "the dead boy", which is too polite.

Tim narrowed his eyes and looked Theodore up and down.

Thinking about Theodore's methods of dealing with school bullies, and his violent tendencies in several incidents, Tim reasonably suspects that Theodore's ability to empathize may be lower than that of ordinary people.

To put it mildly: Theodore's language skills need to be improved.

You're welcome: you look like a Voldemort baby right now.

Remembering what Theodore had done, Tim still felt that he should have trusted his new brother more.

"Don't call him that."

Tim's voice softly reminded, "Bruce and Alfred love Jason, and they'll be sad to hear you call him that." ”

What's more, Jason himself has come back from the dead.

If he bumpersed Theodore's big nonsense, Red Hood wouldn't mind giving his new brother a fat beating of love.

At the same time, Tim threw a look that could only be understood but not spoken.

- It's for your own good that you don't speak, you know?

Tim thought deeply: When you see the red hood, you'll understand that the nimble little boy in shorts has now become a 180-pound behemoth!

Theodore nodded perfunctorily, signaling that he understood.

Understand that it is for his good not to let him speak.

Wayne can do it, but they're not qualified to say.

Woe comes from the truth, Theodore understands.

Tim then introduced Theodore to several other rooms.

"This is my room, this is Kassandra's room, this is Stephanie's room, and Alfred lives in that ......"

Along the way, in addition to the layout of the manor, Tim also gave Theodore a science about the members of the Wayne family by the way.

That's right, their bat family is such a big family!

With that, Tim led Theodore up to the third floor and pushed open the first room on his left.

Sunlight poured out of the room, and the soft bed looked like fragrant bread just baked. Everything from the floor to the surface of the furniture was spotlessly cleaned, shimmering with blingbling light.

Tim, on the other hand, stood at the entrance of such a fairyland-like room, smiling kindly at his new brother.

"This is your room, Theodore. If you don't feel right here, feel free to tell us. ”

***

Tim went downstairs to deal with his weekend homework, leaving Theodore alone in his room.

Standing for a moment in the middle of the empty room, Theodore hesitantly approached the bed and poked his fingertips.

The eiderdown quilt is as soft as dough and as light as a marshmallow, and it hits a pit when touched.

The waxed floor is so light that it is a sin to step on it.

Not far away, a low cabinet is piled up with all kinds of unopened gift boxes: basketballs, game consoles, philatelic albums......

The two stacks of boxes the same height as Theodore are prepared with a variety of things that teenagers of this age may enjoy.

In place of Bruce and Alfred, gift boxes were stacked high to extend a sincere welcome to the new family at the estate.

Theodore couldn't bear to sit on the large bed, which looked quite comfortable at first glance, he pulled back the chair in front of the desk, hesitated at Pikachu on the cushion of the chair, and pushed the back chair back again.

He walked up to an unfamiliar machine, cautiously circled it a few times, and clicked the turn on button.

Judging by the sound of its buzzing and the gushing air, Theodore speculated that it might be an air purifier.

Some people may think that he is shallow.

But Theodore really had never lived in such a luxurious and comfortable house.

Once upon a time at Mena Manor, he and Timothy lived in the same room, which was supposed to be a servant's room reserved for the manor.

Stanley's adopted sons lived there.

The bedroom wasn't run-down, just a little too simple.

After all, these little boys are just short-term consumables for Stanley.

Why waste a guest bedroom for them?

Theodore once found bloody handwriting carved with his fingernails in the closet:

He didn't know which brother wrote Stanley's name on the wardrobe partition and drew a big cross viciously.

In contrast, the survival rate under Wayne is actually 25% higher than Stanley's.

Laughing at himself, Theodore sighed, turned around, and rudely lifted the eiderdown quilt that he was reluctant to sit down on just now.

The two pillows were thrown to the foot of the bed by him, the sheets were torn out, and even the mattress was lifted and checked.

It's not a four-poster bed, and you can't find a place to hang shackles on the bed, which is good.

There are no hidden compartments in the bedside table, and there are no ropes, whips and small toys that should not appear, which is good.

After repeated checks, he found that there was no lubricant and safety hidden under the pillow. set, you can can.

After searching the bed up and down with the caution of a bomb defusal, Theodore finally lowered his brow.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but not completely.

After all......

What if Wayne doesn't like to wear it, but just likes the feeling of being unhindered?!

Given that men don't get pregnant, this possibility can't be ruled out!