Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

Tim rarely had a good night's sleep.

When he sat up from the bed in a daze with his hair raised, Dick poked his head in with a cup and looked in.

"Tibao, how are you resting?" he asked with concern.

Tim felt his physical condition. The mental fatigue had indeed eased, but the physical fatigue was not so easy to recover from. He felt like he had kidney deficiency after working for three days and nights and only slept for an hour.

"To be honest, I haven't recovered well," Tim said.

Dick put the cereal in his hand on the bedside, "How about eating something first to replenish some energy?"

"Thank you, Dick."

Although Jason, who was born in a crime alley, dislikes his eldest brother's cereal, Tim, who comes from a wealthy family, doesn't care much about it as long as it can fill his stomach.

Watching Tim eating cereal in small bites, Dick sat on the edge of the bed with a soft face. He could see that Tim was not in a good condition. Although he eagerly wanted to know what happened in the days when Tim disappeared, The good brother waited until Tim was almost done eating before speaking.

"Tibao, what happened these days when you were missing?"

Tim's swallowing movement paused for a moment. He knew that Dick was definitely not the only one waiting for him to explain, but this was not a problem. Telling lies without hesitation has become a required course for the Bat family.

"I...met an alien girl." Tim said.

"Alien girl?" Dick blinked, "Like Starfire?"

"I don't know her," Tim said helplessly.

He hadn't spent much time with Raven, and the extraordinarily perceptive girl had discovered all the gadgets he'd placed directly on her.

"However, when I investigated the Metropolitan Killer incident, I discovered that they are closely related."

"Did that girl do it?" Dick frowned.

While investigating Tim's disappearance, he also paid attention to the latest case on Tim's computer, but Tim's files never mentioned the existence of such an alien girl.

"No, but they are indeed related." Tim said, "Her name is Raven, she is a hybrid of demon and human."

There was no need for Tim to continue talking now, Dick just figured it out on his own.

"You mean, there is no murderous maniac, but an evil demon doing evil?"

Although this kind of thing sounds outrageous, the Justice League has also encountered such enemies.

Tim shook his head, "Not one, but an army of demons."

"The demon army...report clearly, Tim."

Tim wasn't surprised when Bruce's voice sounded.

"When I was investigating the case, I found several most likely locations based on patterns."

When Tim said this, Dick nodded repeatedly. It was because of this that he found the place where Tim disappeared.

"I discovered a space rift. It disappeared very quickly, so I went in to investigate the situation..."

"Too impulsive, Tibao." Dick showed disapproval in his eyes.

"……Feel sorry."

In fact, thinking about it now, he was indeed influenced by his other self at that time.

"...continue." Although he was afraid in his heart, Bruce would not show this emotion on the surface, and the demon army in Tim's mouth was also very concerning.

Tim recalled what Lucas had said about Raven in his mind, telling lies that he had already woven.

"I came to a different space, a different space that does not belong to the earth. It was the memory of an alien girl named Raven. I saw her hometown being destroyed by overwhelming demons..." Tim's tone was a little low. .

"Just memories?" Dick said doubtfully.

"Of course it's more than that." Tim shook his head, "Everything in that space is physical. It can be said that I was indeed harmed by the devil."

"But, Tibao, you were not hurt. Could it be mental?" Dick's eyes suddenly became tense. Although advanced technology can treat trauma, it is still unable to deal with the mysterious souls and the like.

"She healed me."

Sorry, Hope.

"Zatanna will come to the United States in a week," Bruce said. "She will come to check on you."

"no problem."

There is no way to escape this. Tim is not surprised. He has indeed been treated. Zatanna should be able to see this.

"Raven suddenly showed a very scared look and warned me about the demon army again, and then I was thrown out of that space," Tim said.

Bruce frowned after hearing this, "You've been missing for a week."

The experiences Tim mentioned were not enough to sustain him for such a long time.

"For me, it was just a matter of being there for a few hours."

"I see, time flows at different speeds." Dick sighed, "Thank you for your hard work, Tibao."

"I will contact the Justice League Dark to take note of the demon army," Bruce said.

After getting down to business, the old father paused for a moment. There was Tim's physical examination report on the screen in front of him.

Bruce's tone softened, "Just have a good rest these days. Don't worry about the company's affairs for the time being. I will go to the meeting."

The communication ended, and Tim breathed a sigh of relief. He actually wanted to talk about Lucas, but when he thought of what happened to his other self, he hesitated, not to mention that Lucas's own thoughts were also very important. More importantly, Damian's condition is obviously not good.

After thinking about it, Tim couldn't help but ask: "How is Damian doing recently?"

Dick was a little surprised, but more of a surprise. The relationship between Tim and Damian had always been bad, but as two little birds who almost always lived in Wayne Manor, their relationship was the worst.

"Being Robin with B." Dick said easily, feeling a little relieved, "Tibao has also begun to care about his brother. I wouldn't be so considerate when I was your age."

Seeing Dick squinting his eyes and smiling handsomely, Tim was speechless for a while.

In fact, after seeing the lifeless look of the other Damian, he had been thinking about the possibility of that world, but... no matter how he thought about it, it must be a very desperate possibility.

Even though Damian is from the League of Assassins, he is still just a ten-year-old child. If anything happens, whether it is Bruce, Dick, Jason, or himself, they will try their best to protect this youngest child. As a result, Damian in that world has become like this, so are they all dead in that world...

The smile on Dick's face faded slightly, and he was keenly aware that Tim's current mood was not good.

What's going on?

Dick was frustrated to find that he could not guess what was bothering his brother.

"Tibao..." He rubbed Tim's messy hair, "Bruce also cares about you very much."

"I know." Tim blinked.

He was just concerned about the situation in that unknown world, and there were many mysteries about Lucas. Tim once thought he knew his friend extremely well, but now he discovered that he knew nothing about him.

...Really, even though he is not from the same world, he should be regarded as Lucas' family.

Tim's body was still very tired, so Dick didn't disturb him for too long. He chatted a few more words and walked out of the room. He also had to deal with the information Tim gave and look for the girl named Raven, since she had appeared before. In a metropolis, it is impossible to leave no trace at all.

After sleeping happily for a whole day, Tim was no longer sleepy, but he did feel like his body had been hollowed out. He lay lazily on the soft bed, not even wanting to move his fingers.

The close vibration made Tim suddenly break away from this comfortable atmosphere. Only a few people knew the number of his personal mobile phone. Apart from his family, only Lucas.

[Lucas: Tim, I was hoping you could do me a favor. ]

Sure enough, it was news from Lucas.

[Tim: What's the deal? ]

Lucas responded quickly.

[Lucas: Let Hank Henshaw see my teaser letter and tell him I will destroy his desires. ]

Lucas typed this line, and the phone screen reflected his blue eyes, as if they were shining brightly, as if the ice reflected the aurora.

As long as a person dies, then desire disappears.

Tim looked at Lucas' message and noticed something strange in the cold words.

[Tim: Your preview letter? ]

Not from the Phantom Thieves?

[Lucas: Yes.

Lucas: Because this is a very dangerous operation.

Lucas: I don't want to get anyone else involved. ]

I don't want them to see another side of me.

Lucas lowered his eyes. He had killed people to destroy many worlds, but this time it was to protect them.

[Tim: Is it just you?

Lucas: I'm enough on my own. ]

Tim was a little confused. Of course he knew that Lucas was very strong. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to resist his own shadow and buy himself time to defeat his other self.

But...even though they weren't face to face, he didn't know why he felt that something was not right about Lucas' current state.

Lucas looked at the interface where Tim had not responded for a long time and felt his hesitation.

[Lucas: Don't worry about me.

Lucas: I just think that at this juncture when the demon army may invade the earth at any time, this risk needs to be eliminated. ]

This is true...

Tim thought of Bruce and Dick who had begun investigating the matter. If the demon army was really targeting the earth, then Hank Henshaw, who was clearly brewing some conspiracy, was the biggest risk.

Even if his body is made of Kryptonian technology, he undoubtedly possesses superhuman strength. Once such a being chooses to stab humans in the back, it may cause bad consequences. It is reasonable to do so before everything happens. When the situation arises, getting rid of this trouble is the best solution.

The issue is……

[Lucas: ...No way? ]

Tim:…

Oops, after knowing Lucas' true identity, he just couldn't refuse him.

[Tim: If you are sure, it’s not impossible.

Lucas: Thank you, Tim. ]

Sorry, Tim.

Looking at the message on the screen, Lucas closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he was full of realization.

After the last sour meeting, Lucas locked himself in his room.

Hope, who had always shared a room with Lucas, chose to stay with Harry for one night after a brief hesitation.

"I hope Lucas will think about it."

At the dinner table, Hope said with some frustration, "Even though we both know that's really the best way."

"Well, if it's time to take action, just let me do it." Mindy shrugged, "Anyway, my hands have already been stained with a lot of people's blood, and I can't wash them off."

"Don't say that, Mindy." Gwen gave Mindy a look of disapproval, "Didn't I say I should wash my hands in the golden basin?"

"That's what I said, but seeing you guys struggling for so long over the issue of whether or not to kill someone makes me feel uncomfortable." Mindy curled her lips, "We can't part ways with the Phantom Thieves just because of this, right? That's not as good as me. Let’s settle this once and for all, Hank Henshaw is a damn bastard anyway, I can’t bear to kill him.”

"We're not going to disband because of this," Peter said.

How could partners who had fought side by side for so long separate so easily? Although Peter knew that Lucas's plan was the simplest and fastest, it was just that the upright Peter could not accept it.

Now it seems that they are in a dead end. They have no way to deal with Hank Henshaw, who has no weaknesses. If they do not violate their own rules, they can only continue to be in a stalemate like this.

"I don't think I need to worry about this," said Harry, who was sitting next to him and working remotely on his computer.

Harry had observed Lucas carefully and found that the teenage boy lived like an ascetic from nowhere, with no hobbies or goals. His eyes were always suspended somewhere in the air without focus, as if he was not related to this. The world is separated by a transparent barrier. Only when talking to a few of them, the blue eyes under the glasses will light up vividly.

But as their relationship got better and better, Harry found that Lucas seemed to be trying hard to integrate into the world. He began to read the latest popular novels and games, remember the things they liked, and also talked about it when chatting. more topics.

To put it bluntly, the whole person seems to have come to life, rather than being a puppet following a certain set.

There is no doubt that Lucas cares about them, so Harry doesn't want to live up to this care. This is why he clearly agrees with Lucas's ideas in his heart, but maintains a neutral attitude.

Lucas, who finally emerged from the Gotham swamp, shouldn't have to carry the guilt of killing people on his back.

"But...Lucas didn't come out of the room today." Hope was very worried about Lucas' current state, and didn't know why he was filled with uneasiness.

"That's right. Although Lucas may have some ideas, he still has to eat."

Harry's eyes suddenly widened as he stared at the computer, and the picture that popped up in front of him made him extremely shocked.

"This is……"

He stood up and looked at the high-rise buildings outside. The buildings with screens on the outer walls were undoubtedly invaded, flashing the same warning letter.

[To Hank Henshaw:

You imposed your twisted desires on innocent people, and what you did was heinous. I have learned what you are planning, and it is time for me to understand. ——The Phantom Thief of Heart Self. ]