Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

"Little D..." Dick was both moved and distressed.

I was touched that Damian knew how touching it was to take care of his brother, and I felt sorry that he had endured so much suffering that he shouldn't have to endure.

"Take it out." Bruce sighed.

Just as Damian expected, Lucas now has the ability to bear all this and no longer needs this.

"I'm going to do the surgery right now," Clark said quickly.

Compared to the unstable kryptonite bomb located in the heart, the one in the brain is relatively easy to handle. A Kryptonian who can cut through a body of steel can naturally cut through the skull of Lucas, who has the same physique as an ordinary person.

After treatment in the medical cabin, not even a trace will be left.

Lucas' face was pale compared to when he lay down, his eyes were closed, and his black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead.

Connor was a little worried, "Lucas, is he okay?"

"It should be fine. He's probably... sorting out his memory," Clark said.

Bruce: "How much more can he remember?"

"If it is completely deleted, the possibility of recovery is relatively small, but if it impresses him, he can probably recall it."

With that said, Lucas opened his eyes.

These blue eyes were full of exhaustion and pain.

However, when he looked up and saw Batman, his pupils shrank significantly, filled with deep fear.

Bruce took a step back and whispered, "Let me get out first."

"No..." Lucas said, and he swallowed, "It doesn't have to be like this, Mr. Wayne."

He used such an unfamiliar title, but Bruce recalled the scene in his memory of the child calling his father ignorantly. But the Batman Who Laughs personally broke the child's admiration for his father.

Bruce felt sad about this and couldn't let go.

Lucas looked at Bruce's tense jaw and staggered out of the medical bay, "This is my problem, you did nothing wrong."

"Be careful." Dick quickly supported him.

"Thank you." Lucas thanked him politely.

"Don't be so polite, we are a family." Dick patted Lucas on the shoulder.

"If you are willing, I will make it up to you." Bruce said seriously.

Although they belong to a different world, Lucas is his bloodline and his responsibility.

Lucas opened his eyes subconsciously. Instead of feeling happy, he felt terrified.

He looked at the other people in the medical room, and all of them had sympathy and pity on their faces.

What is this...what is this...why do you have such an expression...

It was Clark who sensed Lucas' uneasiness, "Sorry, actually there is technology from Krypton in your brain, and we saw part of your memory through that device."

"So that's it..." Lucas covered his forehead and said how could he dream of so many things.

"Mr. Wayne, what happened to me did not happen because of you, so there is no need for compensation or anything." Lucas insisted on his thoughts.

Bruce looked at the boy across the room.

Having raised four boys, he knew what a boy of this age should be like, reckless, lively, happy... Anyway, he would definitely not be as dead as Lucas.

"If that's what you think," Bruce said.

Lucas blinked. Bruce's tone was too soft, which made him feel severely separated from the Laughing Bat in his memory.

At this moment, his own figure was reflected in those steel blue eyes.

Lucas didn't know what it looked like under the spiky eyepatch that laughed maniacally, but what he was sure of was that it was definitely different from Bruce.

"But I also have to explain that you don't need to use honorifics to me. I mean, we can be more relaxed between us." Bruce smiled slightly.

Although many people think that Batman is unkind and talkative, Batman actually has a very high emotional intelligence. Otherwise, how could he teach all the children in his family so well and teach them one by one? He regards him as his life mentor, his own Bai Yueguang.

The master cannot do this without some charisma.

"...Okay." Lucas agreed, and his stable mood gradually calmed him down.

Bruce gave the others a look, and Clark, who understood, quietly dragged Connor away. Dick, who had been Bruce's partner for many years, had already gotten it.

Lucas, who was focused entirely on Bruce, didn't realize that they were the only two people in the room.

Bruce originally thought that Lucas would be extremely resistant to his existence, but now it seems that the situation is much better than he imagined. This is likely to be the influence of the device, and some memories that would really distort Lucas' personality have been revealed. Mian deleted it.

"I'm sorry, Lucas," Bruce said, "I didn't find you sooner."

He grabbed Lucas' hand to stop him from trying to avoid saying anything, "Listen to me, Lucas."

Bruce looked at Lucas' eyes that were similar to his but a little different, "Do you want to be my family?"

"It doesn't matter whether we are related by blood or not."

"Wow, Batman is so good!" Connor, who was listening to the conversation between the two with his super hearing, couldn't help but said, "I thought he was the kind of guy who would scare children into tears."

"Bruce is very good at talking." Clark defended his partner.

"Yes, he just doesn't say it much." Dick added, "Bruce also puts candy in his belt to give to children."

"Well, it's hard to imagine."

After Bruce's words fell, Lucas slowly opened his eyes as if waking up from a big dream.

Family…Family…

Compared with friends, the weight of this word is much heavier.

The time in New York finally changed him, and for a moment he actually wanted to agree, but...

Lucas took a deep breath, and Damian's face appeared in front of him again.

Lucas knew that Damian definitely didn’t want him to be trapped in the past or in the shadow of the Laughing Bat, but how could he enjoy and indulge in warmth before he achieved his goal.

"I'm sorry," Lucas said, "I'm used to living alone."

Lucas's refusal was completely unexpected by Bruce. He had already noticed Lucas's resistance, but cunning adults always have their own ways.

"But you are not an adult yet, and you from outside the world also need supervision." Bruce smiled and crossed his arms.

Of course he saw the wavering on Lucas's face just now, so sometimes a little pressure is still needed.

"I'm going to college soon." Lucas sighed.

It was just an excuse, and both he and Bruce knew it.

"Speaking of college, have you decided where to go?" Bruce asked with concern like an ordinary parent.

Lucas had already had an idea about this problem, but it was difficult to say it under Bruce's gaze, but Bruce was very patient.

"...Gotham University," Lucas finally said.

Bruce sighed in his heart. Lucas was still a genuine Gothamite after all. The city of Gotham seemed to have a kind of magic. She was corrupted and corrupted, but there were still so many people who wanted to change her.

Bruce knew that he might fail, fall, or die, but this was his choice, and he would not regret it even if it cost him his whole life.

It stands to reason that Lucas' countless psychological shadows came from Gotham, but he still chose to go back. Bruce finally felt like, ah, this is his son.

"In that case..." Bruce smiled and gave Lucas a hug, "I'm waiting for you in Gotham, and Wayne Manor welcomes you."

There is no need to say anything else.

Before leaving, Bruce gave Lucas a black card and told him that he could spend it however he wanted without having to save money for him.

Lucas looked at the black card in his hand and smiled helplessly. Now he has long stopped giving in to money, but this is Bruce's wish, so it doesn't matter if he accepts it.

Dick is reluctant to let go of his new brother, but he has been away from Blüdhaven for too long. If he doesn't go back, he will use up his annual leave.

"This is my private number. If you want to chat, you can contact me at any time." Dick blinked his beautiful blue eyes, showing off his charm wantonly.

"Oh, okay." Lucas nodded.

"Too cold, Lucas," Dick complained out of habit.

"Then...thank you, brother?" Lucas said hesitantly.

Dick's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but hugged Lucas and kissed him like crazy, "Wow, you're so cute, Lucas! Big brother is so happy!"

It was difficult for those at home to call him by his own name properly. He could only hear the word "brother" from Lucas. Dick was so moved.

However, Lucas, whose face was in close contact with those two plump chest muscles, already felt regretful. Dick was so enthusiastic that he was not used to it.

After Dick also left, Clark glanced at Lucas, whose expression was much softer than before, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Bruce and Dick had a way. Although Tim had great expectations for him, Clark was facing two The child is still very unnatural. After all, he has no experience in raising children.

"Mr. Kent, do you have any other arrangements?" Lucas asked.

Lucas, who has recovered most of his memory, naturally knows Superman's name, and also knows that he prefers others to call him Clark Kent than the Kryptonian name of Kal-El.

"Oh, no more." Clark said subconsciously.

"understood."

When Lucas nodded, Clark came back to his senses. He hadn't completed the previously discussed plan yet!

"Wait a minute, regarding the kryptonite bomb in your body, I will come up with a solution as soon as possible."

Looking at Lucas's eyes as to what else he had planned, Clark remembered the idea that Louise had given him earlier.

"Um..." Clark said hesitantly, "Do you want to come to the farm to play?"

Lucas was stunned for a moment by this unexpected invitation.

"Ah, it's not just summer vacation. The atmosphere in the metropolis is not suitable for vacation now. There happens to be a farm in my hometown..."

Clark couldn't help but hold his forehead as he spoke. What was he talking nonsense about?

Clark, who had two big blushes on his cheeks, made Lucas frown slightly. He had never seen such a Superman before.

"I'll think about it," he said, "but my friends are still in Metropolis, so I'm going to ask them."

Everyone went to the metropolis for vacation together. Although they didn't have much fun and encountered and solved a lot of troubles, it was impossible for Lucas to leave his friends and go have fun by himself.

"Oh, of course." Clark kept nodding, "It would be great if your friends came too."

"You don't mind?" Lucas asked in surprise.

He knew what farm Clark was referring to. It was the farm in Kansas where Clark's adoptive mother Martha lived. Before meeting Lois, Martha was Superman's only and most important weakness.

"What do you mind?" Clark asked confused.

"No, it's nothing." Lucas shook his head, "Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Kent."

"You don't have to call me Mr. Kent, just Clark." Clark said.

"Okay." Lucas agreed directly without being polite.

[Lucas: Everyone, do you want to go to the farm?

Gwen: The farm?

Lucas: Yeah.

Tim: Did Clark invite you?

Lucas: Yes.

Mindy: I ​​haven’t been to the farm yet, and I’m a little excited.

Peter: I haven’t been there either!

Harry: So, we all grew up in the city, so it’s normal that we haven’t seen each other before.

Gwen: Where is it?

Lucas: Kansas.

Peter: It seems a bit far...

Gwen: There's still some time left before summer vacation.

Mindy: I ​​obviously haven’t been in the metropolis for long.

Peter: But with so many things happening, I almost have a psychological shadow on the Metropolis.

Tim: That’s not necessary. Metropolis is still a good city, but... we are so unlucky.

Raven: Hug

Raven: Sorry

Mindy: Why do you have to type each word? !

Raven:?

Mindy:…

Gwen: Hahaha

Raven: I already know how.

Mindy: Are you kidding me? !

Raven:?

Raven: Why do you think so? ]

Lucas watched the two people chatting, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth. They were really happy enemies.

[Gwen: Speaking of which, who is Clark?

Lucas: Seriously, they are related by blood.

Peter: Huh? !

Harry:? ? ?

Gwen: Huh? ?

Mindy: Huh?

Lucas:…

Lucas: Why are you so surprised?

Harry: Wait, aren't you and Connor brothers? So this man named Clark is...

Gwen: Superman? !

Lucas: Yeah.

Peter: Super...Superman...really Superman? !

Harry: Don't be too surprised Peter.

Peter: You are obviously very excited too!

Mindy: Oh my God…

Raven: Can we meet Superman?

Peter: No matter what you say now, you have to go!

Lucas: Then I’ll tell him.

Peter: Woohoo! I'm so excited!

[…]

Next, everyone in the group spoke excitedly.

Lucas put away his phone and said, "Clark, everyone is looking forward to seeing you."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it too." Clark smiled.

"...Honestly, I didn't expect you to trust me so much."

Clark naturally touched Lucas's head and said, "Because you are a good boy, and I think your friends must be good too."