The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

"Your father is Drake..." Batman's deep voice sounded in the dark alley.

He recalled that Drake was a well-known businessman in Gotham, and the Drake family was also a relatively well-known businessman family in Gotham. They originally came from the UK, and now they are in the car import business.

Because he always complained that the left-hand drive car was not easy to drive, he got a nickname called "Right-hand Drake". He is simple and honest, and he is willing to help others. The bosses of the gangs also have a lot of friendship and can often help them get all kinds of luxury cars.

Drake protected his family very well, so the outside world has hardly heard of his family situation. If Tim hadn't brought it up, even Bruce would not know that the Drake family is actually an only child.

This is rare among the rich in Gotham. In a city with such a safe situation, only one child is likely to be born. But soon, Batman discovered that the son of old Drake was not simple.

Tim first introduced his situation quickly, then poked his head out from Batman's side and shouted towards the end of the alley: "My God! Is that Dick? Dick Grayson? Aren't you that ballerina kid from Palm Tree High? Did you get attacked too?!"

Tim ran towards Dick quickly, and even Batman couldn't catch him. After he ran over, he helped Dick up. Dick was still in a daze, looked at Tim's face and thought about it, and then Said: "I remember...you're that little Drake from the elementary school, and on the third day of school, you drove a fancy car."

"That's right, it was me! But it wasn't me who did it, it was my dad who said he wanted to support me." Tim had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

But Dick was more embarrassed than him. He didn't expect to meet someone he knew here. Did Tim see all his embarrassment just now?
Tim helped Dick back to Batman's side, and said to Batman at the same speed: "Dick and I were classmates for a while, but he turned away soon. I remember that at that time he She studies well, can dance and sing, and is especially liked by the teacher."

When Batman heard this, his eyebrows loosened slightly, but immediately after Tim's next sentence, he frowned deeply again. Tim let go of Dick's hand and shrugged his shoulders explain.

"But you also know that in junior high school, such a child is not welcomed by his peers. My friends in senior grade nicknamed him Ballerina Kid and said he was a sissy, but I I don't think so, because I was sent to learn dance when I was a child, and it takes a lot of strength to dance ballet well."

Batman's eyes fell on Dick, but Dick turned his head away from him. Tim noticed the awkward atmosphere between them and said in surprise: "So you know each other? I thought you were just being The passing Batman saved it."

Only then did Dick remember that he couldn't let Tim find out that he was actually Batman's adopted son, because in this case, it would be exposed that Batman was Bruce Wayne, so he turned his head and coughed a few times, pretending to be Batman. Tsukuru casually glanced at the puppet lying limp on the ground, and asked, "What's going on here? What is that monster?"

Batman looked at Tim, Tim scratched his head and said: "I don't know, I'm going to a banquet tomorrow, so tonight, my dad will pick me up, Palm Tree Primary School is not far from here, Not long after we got out of school, our car had a flat tire."

"My father's driver, Uncle Willard, got out of the car to check the situation and found that someone had sprinkled nails on the road. We changed the tires of the car, but we were afraid of stopping on the main road to block traffic, so we drove into this road first. In the alley, unexpectedly, this monster suddenly fell from the sky and attacked Uncle Willard."

But judging from his appearance, Tim may only be a student in grade three or four. He always speaks very fast, but he pronounces every word very clearly and expresses logically. He doesn't look like someone in this age group at all child.

At this time, Willard, who was limping, came over with a little panic left on his expression. When he was walking, he deliberately avoided the monster, but when he walked in front of Tim, the chubby But the body deliberately blocked between Tim and Batman.

"Sir, thank you for saving me and little Tim. I will definitely tell Mr. Drake when I go back, and let him thank you!"

"However, it's too late now, I have to send him back to Drake Manor quickly, otherwise, his parents will be worried."

He showed a flattering smile to Batman, looking a little humble, but Batman didn't mean to let him go, but looked into his eyes and said: "When you got out of the car to check the flat tire, the monster is Where did it fall from?"

"This... I don't know." Willard shook his head and said with some embarrassment: "At that time, I was about to open the trunk of the car to get the tires, when I heard a movement behind me, and when I turned my head, I saw this Scary monster."

"I let out a scream and was about to turn around and run away, but I tripped and fell to the ground, and then you came."

"You tried to turn around and run away, but you tripped, so why were you lying on your back when we came, instead of lying on your stomach?" Batman squinted, staring at Willard.

Willard froze for a moment, and then said: "I just wanted to turn around, but I didn't turn around. I fell on my side at first, but I wanted to move back, so I landed on my butt."

"Since, after you heard the noise, you turned around and saw the appearance of this monster, then why, after we came, you screamed and almost passed out?"

"Uh... because this monster is really scary, and... and when I just turned around, I didn't see what he looked like. After you came, I lit this side with a flashlight, so I could see clearly It’s kind of scary without the details, isn’t it?” Willard explained.

"The most suspicious thing is..." Batman stepped forward, looked at Willard and said, "Why are you standing here and accepting my interrogation instead of just pulling out a gun from the car next to you, Point to my head and tell me not to waste your time, are you really Gotham's driver?"

Willard's face slowly sank, and then he showed an indifferent and cruel smile that made Batman feel a little familiar, and slowly stepped back two steps, looked at Batman's face and said: "You deserve your reputation, Batman."

"Dare to be a vigilante in the city of Gotham, you really have to have some skills." Willard continued to back up, and was about to bump into Tim behind him, and just when Batman took out his bat dart, Willard But he said unhurriedly: "You don't want to see the young master of the Drake family become a part of my lovely work, do you?"

"boom!!"

"Ow!!!"

Willard, who had a sneer on his face, fell to the ground clutching his shoulders, and behind him, little Tim, holding a shotgun that didn't match his figure at all, looked at the ground with a mocking expression. Willard, who rolled and screamed in pain.

Both Dick and Bruce opened their eyes wide, but Tim put down his gun unhurriedly, looked at Willard and said, "You don't think you haven't been discovered, do you? You can fool my dad, but fooling not me."

"You deliberately faked a car accident, killed my father's original driver, and took advantage of the situation to take on the task of taking me to and from school."

"One night, I saw from the upstairs window a figure sneaking across the garden to the garage, and I knew it was you at a glance, because when you walked, your left foot took forever. A little bigger than the right foot."

"The next day, on my way from school, my car exploded. You saved me with all your might, in exchange for my father's trust."

"But what you don't know is that I have been exposed to all kinds of cars with my father since I was a child, and I know the structure and parts of vehicles very well."

"When you threw me to the ground, I happened to see that the chassis of the vehicle showed signs of being tampered with, and only you had the garage key, and you were acting suspiciously and qualified to commit the crime."

Tim smiled, stretched out a hand, flicked two fingers on the surface of the window behind him, and said, "I pester my dad and say I like this car, not because I really like it. The color of the outfit, but because there is a gun hidden under the back seat of this car... I hid it in."

Willard hammered the ground hard, his face flushed, his veins popped, he gritted his teeth and said, "You damn little bastard!!"

The next second, Tim raised his gun and aimed at his head again, and shouted: "If you don't want your head to explode, just talk to me carefully, you soft bastard outlander!"

Dick was stunned by the scene in front of him. He didn't understand why things suddenly developed like this.
It seems to be a victim, and facing the kind and loyal fat driver, it turns out to be the murderer, and Tim, who is still in elementary school and seems helpless, directly pulls out a big gun and gives him One shot, moreover, was going to smash his head.

Batman stretched out his hand and stopped Tim's movement. Just as he was about to step forward to lift Willard up, the puppet, which was lying on the ground and seemingly motionless, suddenly turned over again, from his own From his chest, he took out a smoke bomb and smashed it to the ground.

In an instant, the smoke filled the air, and Batman's movements slowed down a beat. Behind the wall on the right side of the alley, a black figure appeared. Willard stood up, staggered to the wall, and was dragged by the black figure. After climbing over the wall, the doll disappeared.

And when Batman chased after them, he found that the three of them had disappeared. He wanted to chase, but he thought that there were still two children left in the alley. But it's dangerous. After a little thought, Batman decided to return.

At this time, Tim had already opened the car door, threw the gun back into the car, shook his head at Batman and Dick and said, "Let's go, drive my car."

Batman got into the driver's seat, and Dick and Tim sat in the back, and as soon as the car started, Tim looked at Dick and said, "Batman is really Bruce Wayne, right?"

Dick's expression froze immediately, but Tim shook his head and said, "It's nothing difficult to guess. The moment the smoke bomb erupted just now, you made a defensive posture, which is the same as when you used to follow Batman in Gotham." The Robin kid around the city, sort of."

While Batman was driving and listening to their discussion, he didn't deny it, but Tim chirped and said: "Don't worry, I will never tell others, aren't you so lucky?! You can be a bat Xia's assistant, I dream of doing this!"

After speaking, he grabbed the back of the front seat again, stretched out his head and said to Batman: "Can I really not be your assistant? I really admire you!"

"No." Batman refused without thinking, and said, "I'll take you home now."

Tim immediately lowered his head in frustration, but soon, his words made Batman shake a bit, because Tim said:
"I have been particularly interested in those murder cases since I was a child. When I saw the incident and the photos of the crime scene, I would simulate the process of the murderers in my mind, and when I saw the answers to the puzzles, At that time, I found that what they did was indeed similar to what I thought."

"Sometimes, I'm really worried about the group of policemen. They can't see such a simple clue. Sometimes, I really want to be there myself."

Batman was about to speak, but Tim's next sentence made both him and Dick break out in a cold sweat.

"Sometimes I also think, these policemen are so stupid, if I play, I will definitely make a perfect murder!"

In an instant, the car made a sharp turn, and Tim was slammed into the door next to him. Then, he covered his head, glanced at the street outside, and said, "Why did you turn the corner? Aren't you going to my house?"

"Your home is too far away. Let's go to Wayne Manor for one night. I will contact your father to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay, but can I really not be your assistant?"

"……let's talk tomorrow."