Tim couldn't sleep.

At half past three in the morning, he was thinking about Theodore.

At half past four in the morning, he was still thinking about Theodore.

At half past five in the morning, Tim persuaded himself: Go to sleep, how can he delay the planned arrangements for tomorrow because of his new brother?

At half past six in the morning, two thick dark circles hung under Tim's eyes, like a smoky makeup with a unique shape.

Tim's eyes were open, and in his mind: it's time to sleep, and if you don't sleep again, you'll die suddenly.

Tim closed his eyes and thought to himself: What the hell is going on with Theodore!

Speaking of which, Tim and Batman have also considered the most serious possibility.

That is, Theodore intervened with Tim because he knew Batman's true identity.

But in the back, Batman takes turns to test with two identities, and Theodore's reactions are normal.

The theory of identity exposure has been put on hold for the time being.

It cannot be ruled out that Theodore has lost his memories or has been brainwashed.

But if Theodore is really an "invitation", the person sending the invitation will make more anomalies on him, and even retain some dramatic overtones.

It's like the organizer tying a ribbon to the invitation and decorating it with gold dust to make it so eye-catching that it can be seen at a glance.

And Theodore, there are no similar marks.

But that doesn't mean Theodore doesn't have other problems.

The essence of a person may be very complex, but the logic of his actions in a short period of time must be consistent.

Therefore, it is impossible for Theodore to be unwavering at the "deceased" brother he has never met, and even feel "disgusting"; While sympathizing with his classmate Timothy Drake, he even risked his life to protect him.

In Tim's eyes, Theodore was extremely paradoxically divided into light and dark.

The dark one is blind to the lives that have passed, and the one in the light is willing to abide by the morality of the world.

In Theodore's two rules of action, there must be some kind of cognitive balance between them.

Tim thought that there must be something important hidden in this, but he ignored it.

There is a high probability that it has something to do with the past that Theodore can't investigate.

*

At half past seven in the morning, Theodore yawned at the dining table.

After another ten minutes, Tim staggered downstairs for breakfast.

From his sleepy eyes, Theodore was genuinely worried about whether he would fall down the stairs.

After hesitating for a moment, Theodore couldn't help but say something concerned: "Tim, are you okay?" ”

"Huh? I'm fine, I'm okay, I just need a cup of coffee......"

Tim muttered in reply, his words slurred, as if he were chanting some magical incantation.

Theodore was shocked to find that this man had walked up to the coffee machine with his bat-like radar with his eyes closed all the time!

That's not all, I saw Tim pour a cup of espresso tons by tons, and when he opened his eyes again, he opened a pair of blingbling Carslan eyes like a magical girl transformed!

Theodore: "......"

Is this really coffee, isn't it some restrictive hormone?

Suspicious eyes silently moved to the coffee machine.

Could it be that he misestimated yesterday, and in Wayne's house, the drugs are usually in the coffee?

Looking at Tim as if he hadn't slept all night, Theodore asked again, "Are you really okay, Tim?" ”

"I'm fine, it's okay."

As he spoke, Tim brought the cup to his lips, twitched the tip of his nose slightly, sniffing the white liquid very carefully.

Thankfully, not peanut sauce.

Picking up the maple pancake in front of him and taking a defenseless bite - Tim's movements paused.

Wait, how is it peanut flavor again!

Tim looked up in shock and looked at Theodore, "You got up so early to cook?" ”

Is the home of the ancestral night owl's bat finally living in a diurnal bird?

Theodore smiled sheepishly: "I usually wake up early. ”

His three meals a day will never be left to others!

In addition, once the character who likes peanuts is established, it must be done from the beginning to the end!

Tim's facial features were wrinkled together, and he forced a smile and poured sugar juice on the pancakes: "This habit is so good, but won't it be too much trouble for you?" ”

"Where, where." Theodore said a few words modestly, glanced upstairs quietly, and asked casually, "What about Mr. Wayne?" Doesn't he go downstairs for breakfast? ”

"Oh, just call him Bruce."

After correcting Theodore's overly polite salutation, Tim shook his sleepy head before continuing:

"He slept late yesterday, and if he didn't have anything important, he wouldn't get up until at least three o'clock in the afternoon, so we didn't have to worry about him."

Everyone in the family, with the exception of Theodore, is nocturnal.

After a long time, this matter will definitely not be hidden.

Tim and Bruce also don't plan to hide Theodore all the time.

As long as the early run-in stage is passed, they will reveal their true identities to Theodore and the plate.

So, he had to give Theodore a shot in advance.

In this way, when he confesses his identity in the future, Theodore will not be too surprised.

There is nothing wrong with this line of thinking.

It's just that Theodore is surprised right now.

Theodore: "!! ”

The hand holding the fork trembled slightly.

When he saw the two big dark circles on Tim's face, he still had a bit of luck in his heart.

After all, it is not common for contemporary teenagers to stay up late.

Even Theodore returned to the house after dinner yesterday and couldn't help but play the game console for an hour.

But when Tim, in such a familiar and intelligible tone, said that Wayne had slept late the previous day, Theodore could no longer continue to deceive himself.

Wayne slept late yesterday, how did Tim know?

Why did Wayne sleep late and Tim slept late with him?

There are so many coincidences in the world!

On Theodore's first night at Wayne Manor, what unsightly evil happened on the night when he locked the door and blocked the door with a table and chairs?

Last night, Theodore sat on his back, but he never heard his door knock.

Was it because of the special treatment of the newcomers, or did Tim feed the tiger and lead him away the crisis that should have come?

Theodore clenched his fork in hatred, and feeble gratitude swelled in his chest.

Bruce wayne!

For the rich and unkind, you hurt people a lot!

With a few twitches of his lips, Theodore admonished Tim from the bottom of his heart, "Let's go." ”

"I'm not going to school today."

Tim was so sleepy that he almost smashed his face on the plate twice in a row: "Ah Fu, ask for a leave of absence from school for me." ”

This stupid kid can't understand what he means at all!

Theodore looked at the old butler standing beside him, and he couldn't speak too clearly, so anxious that his back was sweating slightly.

He said vaguely, "It's not good for you to be like this." ”

- Are you sure you want to stay on the estate?

- When you wake up, won't Wayne wake up too!

You can make up for your sleep anywhere, and you can sleep in school and class.

Tim rubbed his eyes, shoved the last pancake into his mouth, and after a few chews, smoothed it down with milk.

He choked and rolled his eyes, and finally came to his senses.

Tim explained a little amusedly: "I have a board meeting going to the company in the afternoon, and it's a serious matter, not a skipping class." ”

Got it, Tim wasn't stupid yet, at least he knew how to hide in the company.

Theodore nodded in relief, feeling like he was watching the beheadings on the execution ground, watching his companion's death be extended by another day.

Board or something, Theodore doesn't understand.

But if Tim can use this way to win him some voice, it is also a survival strategy in the middle.

As for themselves......

Theodore silently lowered his eyes and picked up the bag hanging from the back of his dining chair.

He also has his own escape plan.

It wasn't until Theodore took three steps away that Tim suddenly remembered something and called Theodore back.

"By the way, Theodore, this is for you."

With a flick of Tim's wrist, a delicately crafted cell phone slid from the other end of the dining table to this end, and came to a steady stop in front of Theodore.

With Theodore's slightly surprised look, Tim smiled at him in a friendly manner.

"I don't think you have a cell phone? Take this as my welcome gift to you so we can keep in touch. ”

Theodore really never had a phone of his own.

He picked up his phone and looked at it, and fiddled with it twice in a novel way, looking very fond of it.

Before he could thank him, Theodore looked at Tim embarrassedly.

"Thank you, I really like it."

Tim smiled back at Theodore.

"You're welcome."

In modern society, many things you want to know can be answered online.

And what kind of person you really are can also be seen from the browsing history.

But it wasn't until he investigated Theodore that Tim realized that Theodore didn't leave much browsing history in the modern online society.

First of all, he doesn't have a cell phone.

Secondly, there is no internet room in the orphanage.

In the end, Theodore's only chance to get on the Internet was in the weekly school microcomputer class.

At that time, he would send a chat email to the netizens he knew.

But there could be no problem with the email, and it didn't contain a password or anything like that.

Because the netizen Theodore befriended was named Peter Parker.

This high school student netizen also has a hidden identity, which is Spider-Man in New York.

Tim: "......"

In the phone given to Theodore, Tim set up a little thing.

The first is the positioning system, which is to keep Theodore safe.

Even if he doesn't have a secret identity at night, as the adopted son of the wealthy Wayne, he will always be kidnapped several times in his life.

Second, Tim wrote a program in Theodore's phone.

When it detects keywords set by Tim, such as "Batman", "Bruce Wayne", "Joker", "Arkham", etc., it will automatically report the results to Tim's computer.

Finally, when Theodore encounters an unexpected situation, the mobile phone will also automatically send an alarm signal for him.

The distress signal will go straight to the Bat Channel.

In addition, this is a state-of-the-art, trendy, and high-capacity technology mobile phone that will never get stuck when playing games.

In order to prevent Theodore from finding out, Tim deliberately made several layers of barriers for the planted program.

If Theodore could crack his own code, it would represent a lot of information in itself.

However, what Tim never expected was that Theodore took the initiative to ask him for advice after fiddling with his phone a few times.

"I want to get a Google Chrome on my phone, what should I do?"

"Do you have a manual for this phone?"

Tim: "......"

Instantly, I felt that the four layers of barrier I had set up were unnecessary.

Suppressing the sense of surprise in his heart, Tim patiently instructed Theodore on how to perform the basic operation of the phone.

Theodore was delighted: "I understand that mobile phones are like small computers, which are actually similar to what is taught in a microcomputer class. ”

Tim smiled, hiding the hint of thought from his eyes.

"Of course, you're a quick learner."

Theodore took his new phone with him and happily went to school.

In the morning, Tim wanted to get some sleep.

But because Theodore threw out a new mystery, the brain couldn't help but fall into thought.

Just when he finally brewed a little sleepiness and fell asleep, the computer suddenly sounded.

It was a program he had set up for Theodore's phone, and he searched for certain keywords on Theodore's behalf.

Tim opened his eyes suddenly, jumped out of bed, sat cross-legged in his chair barefoot, and turned on the backstage of the computer.

As Theodore's browsing record continues to be refreshed, the keywords are repeatedly touched, and the prompt sound is endless, as sensitive as the review standard of a green novel network, ringing eighteen times in three minutes.

Looking at Theodore's search history, Tim's expression gradually fell into a dull pattern.

Wait a minute, Theodore...... What for?

First, at this time, he must be secretly playing with his mobile phone during class. But it doesn't matter.

Second, why did he see Theodore continuously, continuously, and incessantly......

Constantly searching for all the accounts with the name "Timothy" on Twitter?

Tim: "??? ”

He couldn't understand Theodore's operation.

If Theodore is trying to find Tim, then Tim's profile is at the top of the search list.

But Theodore just clicked on him, and then put him away!

And apart from Timothy Drake, Theodore has followed at least one hundred and eighty Timothy since just now!

This number continues to grow.

In just twenty minutes, his number of followers is about to rise to two hundred!

Tim touched his glass in shock, feeling like he was going to take a sip of coffee to crush the shock.

Why didn't he find out before—Theodore, are you some Timothy collector?

After patiently observing Theodore's operations for a while, Timothy finally saw the clue.

Theodore is not a "Timothy hoarder", he is supposed to be looking for a particular "Timothy".

Every Timothy who popped out a picture of himself, Theodore skipped it.

- Except for Tim.

And those Timothy who have no photo records, Theodore all paid attention to a wave, and the main focus was that he would rather kill by mistake than let go.

A trace of doubt could not help but come to Tim's mind.

- Who is Theodore looking for?

Did he know a "Timothy" before he appeared at the gates of Arkham Hospital?

***

At Gotham High School, Theodore finally stopped searching.

He looked at the photos displayed on his mobile phone, and easily distinguished the shadow of the old days from the other party's eyebrows and eyes.

Gently rubbing the phone screen, Theodore sighed in relief, feeling that a stone in his heart had finally fallen.

Thankfully, after escaping from Stanley, Timothy grew up in peace.

Judging from the content of the homepage, his unrelated brothers, companions who support each other, and accomplices who share the sin have completely shaken off the shadow of the past and live calmly under the sun.

He went to college, got a job, and made many reliable friends.

The past twenty years have clearly changed Timothy's life.

On his homepage, a recent photo shows Timothy celebrating his birthday with friends.

【Happy day!】 Thank you Red, Morgan, Emily and Hodge! 】

Looking at the birthday candle on the cake in the photo, Theodore's expression was a little dazed.

Yes, Timothy is now thirty-five years old.