The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1645 No time to die (35)

"I've heard of you." Red Robin opened his mouth first, looked at Spider-Man and said, "...It's all a good reputation. You have done a lot of good things in Gotham these days and caused a lot of trouble. Pretty much everyone in Gotham knows that Batman has a new, loud assistant."

"Uh, do I have such a big reputation?" Spider-Man stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come and sit down?" Red Robin's eyes fell on the sofa.

Spider-Man standing behind the sofa took a small step back silently, he swallowed, looked at Red Robin and said, "You may not believe it, but I have a danger warning function, and now, it The volume is at its highest level since I've been in this weird city."

"You think I'm dangerous?"

"I hate to be so rude, but is there anyone in your city who isn't dangerous?"

"You are beyond my expectation." Red Robin shook his head, seeming a little disappointed.

When this young man who looked like an ordinary classmate of Spider-Man raised his eyes again, the cold and biting aggression in his eyes made Spider-Man's hair stand on end.

The warning volume of the spider sensor breaking through the sky caused Spider-Man to roll over and hide behind the stool on one side of the table in an instant, and there were two shiny darts embedded in the floor where he was originally standing.

"I thought I'd see a younger version of Batman." Red Robin stood in front of the sofa and said expressionlessly, "Since he loves you so much and thinks you might be the perfect natural Robin, I can't guess that. Not outrageous, right?"

"I……"

"It can be seen that he likes you very much." Red Robin's eyes swept across Spider-Man's uniform, and that gaze made Spider-Man shudder from beginning to end.

"Wait a minute, you listen to my explanation, that..."

"He has never given such an evaluation to anyone in the Bat family." Red Robin looked into Spiderman's eyes and said, "For nearly ten years, he has not been able to pick any perfect heir from among us." , even as we get close to him, learn from him, and desperately want to be him."

Standing on the spot, Spider-Man lowered his hands. He believed that he could hear the sadness and disappointment in Red Robin's tone. He is a person who is very good at blaming himself for all mistakes, so at this moment he can only say: "I I'm sorry, I'm really... sorry, maybe I shouldn't have had this uniform."

"This has nothing to do with the uniform. Batman should never trust a person who has only been in front of his eyes for a few days. Roaming around in his Gotham, making a name for himself, and we're all told to get the hell out of here."

"Maybe he just..." Spider-Man took a deep breath, and then said, "Look, I never meant to ruin your relationship, it's just that he said he needed a helper and I wanted to help him because I I feel like he's a hero, and a hero shouldn't be alone."

Red Robin lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "I only hope that your company can really satisfy him."

Spider-Man slumped his shoulders, he couldn't even reply to this sentence full of sadness, and completely forgot his original intention of coming here to inquire about crimes, he just took a step forward, spread his hands and said.

"He is like your father, he is strict with you, maybe he just can't express, and he is not as dissatisfied with you as you think, it is just a coincidence that I appear here, believe it or not, I will always answer of my own home."

"You want me to praise you for leaving him someday?"

Spiderman lowered his arms again, sighed helplessly, then looked at Red Robin's back and said: "If my appearance hurts your heart, I am very sorry, maybe I can't fully understand the relationship between you , but I just try to do what I can."

After speaking, he took a few steps back, stretched out his hand, and a spider thread was launched to the wall of the opposite building.

After Spider-Man left, Batman stared at the scene in the house, looked at Red Robin standing by the sofa with his head bowed in silence and the gloomy atmosphere in the house, unable to ask a single word about Gotham's current situation.

As Red Robin said, he has never given anyone in the Bat-family an accurate answer, so he knows better than anyone that the phrase "you will be Batman in the future" is not a blessing at all, but A curse is the most vicious curse in the world, no father can curse his child like this.

Perhaps this group of naive birds do not understand that there is no benefit to being Batman, but they are willing to fly moths to the flame for this little love and recognition, and bear the disaster that the rewards cannot match.

Batman respected this simple rushing heart, but never responded. In the end, the black cloak disappeared into the same dark night of Gotham, silent as usual.

And when Batman and Spiderman both left full of thoughts, Red Robin, who stood there and was sad, rolled his eyes around, and then rushed to the phone with a sensitive step that was completely different from the slow and low movements before, Call over there.

"Successful, I fooled the two guys who came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime! And they will not come to trouble us in a short time. The method of turning the client into the center is really very effective."

"...Okay, I see. Be careful there, the Penguin will reply to my message tomorrow."

When Red Hood hung up, Nightwing turned to him and asked, "How is it? Can he handle Batman?"

"Don't worry, even if I don't trust Tim, I also trust Schiller. Before we came back, Tim pestered Professor Schiller to see his morbid side. Do you think the two of them can talk about something good?"

But Ye Yi frowned and said, "No matter what lies Tim told, Batman shouldn't be so easy to be fooled, right?"

Red Hood glanced at him and said, "The best deceiving lie in the world is the truth...that's what Schiller said."

After finishing speaking, the two of them turned their eyes back to their feet. At this time, they were squatting on the side terrace of a mansion roof in the upper city, watching the lively scene in the dance hall downstairs, and their eyes were focused on on a figure.

The man was tall, wearing a leaden gray linen suit, a wine red paisley tie tied with a Windsor knot, and he was in the style of an authentic Ivy League reunion. He was dancing on the dance floor with his arms around an older lady. .

"Lincoln March." Nightwing said his name, and he imitated Batman and squinted his eyes to stare at March's figure and said: "The two Tims together failed to find out the funds for his participation in the election." He definitely has a problem with the specific source."

"We should find out why he is so interested in Bruce Wayne. Could it be that his surname is also Drake?" Red Hood said with his arms folded and his eyes narrowed.

Ye Yi rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Does that mean he went to the Wayne factory to change a tire one day, and he also has your surname Todd?"

As soon as Red Hood opened his mouth to quarrel with Ye Yi, Ye Yi pushed him, pointed to the scene in the window and said: "Look, look at that waiter, yes, it's the one who is serving March the wine now .”

"He has something in his hand," said Red Hood, frowning.

The figures of the two disappeared on the terrace almost instantly. About 10 minutes later, Red Hood dragged the waiter who was stunned by him to the door, and Nightwing began to search him.

This kind of work is a professional match for Robin, and after a while, Ye Yi found something wrong with the waiter.

"The teeth are too neat, and there are no signs of wear on the fingers. More importantly, there are no marks left by long-term standing or a lot of walking on the feet. It doesn't look like a service person."

"He handed March a note. I guess it wasn't any urgent news, so it's very likely that he asked March to meet somewhere."

The red hood let go of the waiter, stared at his slightly immature face and said: "The cannon fodder for delivering news is to use this kind of specially trained robust young man. The people behind March are by no means an ordinary business group. Black, either in politics, or worse, both."

"We have to keep an eye on March." Ye Yi also stood up, looked down at the waiter lying on the ground and said, "In addition to not letting him win the election, we have to dig out the secret behind him."

"I guess he has an astonishing secret behind him." Red Hood took out the gun at his waist, opened the safety bullet and loaded it, and said, "I hope my marksmanship doesn't deteriorate. Let's go."

The early morning in Gotham is gun-gray with a damp smell. A man in a black windbreaker got out of a taxi, walked to the nearest coffee shop to buy a cup of coffee, and then came to the corner of the street leaning against a wall, his On one side is an alley that stretches into the unknown darkness.

The elites in suits and leather shoes did not notice this inconspicuous figure in the alley when they walked quickly through the street. Lincoln March, dressed neatly and carrying a briefcase, walked all the way to the end of the street and rang a bell here. The slightly quaint gate of the mansion.

The praying mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole were behind, just as the man in the windbreaker holding the coffee cup was about to walk out of the alley quickly, two figures jumped off the roof and stopped him.

"John Constantine, why did you come to Gotham?"

Red Hood took the lead and blocked Constantine's only way out of the alley. Just as Constantine turned around, Nightwing walked over from behind.

Seeing that he couldn't get away, Constantine sighed, reached out and took off the hat on his head, looked at the red hood in front of him with his slightly tired eyes and said, "Okay, children, aren't you? If I bring you some candy this time, you can let me go and stop telling Batman I'm in Gotham again?"

"What do you think we are? Sparrows who like to tell stories?" Red Hood folded his arms and said, "Quickly tell me, what are you doing here? Otherwise, I don't need Batman to beat you, I'll give you a punch now !"

Constantine is also used to their impolite attitude, he sighed deeply and said: "You will not believe me when I say I have a business, but I really am not here to travel, I really have a business, don't stop me Look at me, Batman, I'll go over and explain later."

Red Hood narrowed his eyes, and turned his head to look in the direction where Lincoln March disappeared. He took two steps closer, using his burly figure to force Constantine to back up, and then he asked.

"You should tell me the truth, Constantine, are you after Lincoln March?"

Constantine, who was forced by the sudden menacing aura of the red hood, blurted out: "Why do you..."

The red hood showed a triumphant smile, and then said in a low voice: "It's rare for Tim to be right once. It's really useful to imitate Schiller's sickness."

(End of this chapter)