Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

"Robin's uniform..."

Lucas almost instantly remembered the slightly damaged Robin uniform that was placed in the cupboard, and Bruce had specially marked it with Jason's name.

"Is that that one?"

"Ah, right, right," Jason said nonchalantly.

"Then let's leave quickly, hoping to get ahead of him." Lucas said.

Seeing that he did not continue to talk about this topic, Jason breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

"Ah, have you finished talking?" Poison Ivy, who was leaning against the wall to communicate with the plants, stood up straight when she saw the two people walking out. "It's time to fulfill your promise now, boy?"

"Don't worry, I have found the key, and you will be able to return to reality soon." Lucas said.

"Then we'll wait for the good news." Poison Ivy smiled with satisfaction.

It wasn't until they were some distance away that Lucas asked, "Are we going directly to the Batcave?"

Although Lucas, who had just taken out the kryptonite from his body, felt relaxed and some of his abilities that originally belonged to Kryptonians were slowly recovering, he was still a bit unsatisfied without being exposed to the sun, the source of life.

"Well, although I don't want to admit it, I think the old bat has already found him, and it should be able to delay it for a while." Jason said quickly, and clicked his tongue in displeasure after speaking.

"They...really won't fight to death?" Lucas said doubtfully.

"What are you doubting?" Jason raised his lips, "Of course I will."

Lucas:…

Is this a good thing? In terms of delaying time, it is indeed a good thing, but it is a bit useless for Arkham Knight.

"I hope Bruce will show mercy," Lucas muttered.

Batman couldn't show any gentleness, and the two looked at each other tensely.

"Get out of the way, Batman." The knight said coldly, "Don't block my way."

"You shouldn't go on," Batman said.

"Stop pretending you know everything!" the knight gritted his teeth.

There was no point in talking. The two started fighting again, and the conversation continued amidst the collision of bone and flesh.

"Where did you take Lucas?"

"You act like I'm going to kill him."

"What about Jason?" Batman looked at the knight steadily.

The knight smiled mockingly, "Why don't I just stand in front of you?"

Batman is not so emotionally low as to deny that Arkham Knight is Jason, but if the two are compared, he does care more about Jason in this world. This is human nature.

After being separated from Jason, the knight clearly felt the world's rejection of him. This feeling of his soul being squeezed was very uncomfortable. If he were not in a palace or in a different space, it would be difficult for the human soul to persist for too long.

But it is precisely in the palace that some extreme parts of the knight's character are also amplified, such as the extreme love and hatred for Batman.

But now, after experiencing the Laughing Bat, Arkham Knight's hatred has undoubtedly taken over.

Reason told the knight that the Batman in front of him was not the Laughing Bat, nor was he the target of revenge. However, his uncontrollable emotions made his attacks more and more desperate, with the ferocity of wanting to die together.

"Uh...uh..." Jason suddenly felt pain coming from all parts of his body.

"What's wrong?" Lucas stopped quickly and asked.

"I seem to...feel the same as him." Jason said with a frown.

This familiar strength is definitely the old bat.

Jason was indeed no stranger to this feeling. After all, the knight had controlled his body before.

"It seems that you are not completely separated." Lucas looked sternly, "You are the same person, and it is normal for you to have a share in the palace."

"So, I have to stop what he is going to do." Lucas said with certainty.

In this case, if the knight's idea is really followed, I don't know what kind of impact it will have on Jason.

"I don't care." Jason bit his lower lip. Although the old bat's legs and feet were painful, they were not unbearable.

really?

Lucas looked at his slightly trembling body suspiciously, "How about... let me carry you?"

Jason:?

Before he could react, one hand wrapped around his waist and the other wrapped around the crook of his leg.

"what are you doing!"

Jason, who was suddenly hugged by the princess, was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Would this be better?" Lucas asked.

"Not really." Jason rolled his eyes. Although he said this, he didn't have any discomfort with being so big in Lucas's arms. Instead, he naturally found a comfortable position.

Although it still hurts no matter how painful it is, there is still a big difference between standing or lying down when it hurts. Why not be more comfortable when you can be more comfortable? Jason was very calm.

Jason didn't show anything with his mouth, but Lucas, who was close to him, could feel the slight physiological twitching of his muscles.

Lucas pursed his lips and silently increased his speed.

Although the sunlight in the hall is the same as nothing to Lucas, he has long been accustomed to worse conditions than this, so he can maximize his existing abilities.

It didn't take long for the two to arrive at Wayne Manor and successfully arrived at the Batcave.

Wayne Manor seemed particularly quiet because the owners here were not here, even the resident Alfred was not here.

"It went surprisingly smoothly."

"No matter what I do, I won't be able to defend myself." Jason said.

"That's right." Lucas nodded in agreement. If the relationship between Jason and the knight was not good, they would not live in harmony for so long.

Little did they know, the moment they stepped into the Batcave, an invisible force enveloped them.

hours ago.

"Hey, why is Wayne Manor so distorted?" Tim frowned and looked at the projection screen.

Although he has never fought in the hall, Tim has long been familiar with theoretical knowledge and knows that it is useless to worry about the Arkham Knight as the master of the hall. The key to breaking the situation is to find the Arkham Knight's treasure.

However, when it comes to their understanding of Jason, the brothers looked at each other and couldn't explain why.

"I do understand the Robin side of him," Tim muttered.

He liked Batman and Robin, so he secretly followed them for a long time. Both the first-generation Robin Dick and the second-generation Robin Jason were caught in his camera, and he could tell the difference between the two Robins.

But if it was Jason in real life, sorry, the first thing he did after Jason came back was to kidnap him.

Even if Tim wanted to have a good relationship with Jason, he had no chance.

Dick showed a guilty expression and said, "At that time... Jason and I didn't have a good relationship, and we didn't even meet each other a few times."

At that time, Dick was too young, and Jason was in the rebellious stage, with a hot temper. How could the two of them get along happily if they were both like hedgehogs? In the end, they could only keep their distance.

"I don't know." Damian said confidently.

The most time he spent with Jason was during the League of Assassins. It was just that at that time, Jason had just been resurrected by Lazaruschi. After his madness passed, he was a little stupid again, saying nothing and doing anything. What, Damian naturally has no interest in Jason like this. He disdains paying attention to people with abnormal brains.

By the time Damian heard about Jason again, he had already left and returned to Gotham.

"Hmm... In this case, we can only rely on a blanket search..." Tim sighed.

There is a feeling of being consumed before the decisive battle even begins.

Robin and the former Robins are naturally very familiar with Gotham. By relying on the high points occupying various parts of the city and the exploration of Tim's persona, they have finally completed the distorted three-dimensional map of Gotham City at this moment.

"What does this mean?" Dick asked shamelessly.

"These small peaks indicate that this place has high distortion and is the location of the super villains," Tim explained.

"This is really convenient." Dick sighed, "With this ability, you can easily find these flop cards in the city."

"It can be used like this in the palace." Tim said, "In reality, it's just an external brain?"

"Just?" Dick twitched the corner of his mouth, seriously doubting that Tim was in Versailles himself.

"Hey, why is Wayne Manor so distorted?" Tim frowned and looked at the projection screen.

"Has anyone gone to Wayne Manor?" Dick suddenly became alert.

Tim just said that a place with a high degree of distortion means that there are super villains in that place. So the Wayne Manor here will not be captured by the villains, right? Can their identities be concealed?

"Not necessarily." Tim looked at the data steadily.

There is another situation where the degree of distortion is high, and that is the core of the palace - the location of the secret treasure.

The breakthrough finally appeared.

"Have you decided?" Damian glanced.

"Let's go back to Wayne Manor." Tim nodded.

……

"tick tock"

Dick opened his eyes suddenly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes due to the restraints tied to his body.

Looking at the flashing corridor, he suddenly realized where he was.

Arkham Asylum!

But...he is not...

Dick frowned, his brain seemed to be covered in fog. He remembered that he was caught in Arkham Asylum, but... why?

Dick shook his head. After being injected with a large amount of tranquilizers, he could hardly keep calm and think. Even seeing people was blurry, as if through a layer of fog.

He could only recall some extremely bloody scenes, as if he had hurt someone, but when he thought about it again, there was only a blank.

Dick tried to struggle, but the moving hospital bed restrained him tightly. The beds in Arkham Asylum were indeed of good quality.

"be honest!"

The baton knocked on the railing of the hospital bed in warning. The guard's deep and thick voice puzzled Dick. He turned his head with difficulty, and a pig's head appeared in his sight.

Dick:? ! !

What the hell is this!

Since when did the guards at Arkham Asylum become interested in cosplaying pig-faced men?

However, something even weirder happened. When his hospital bed went deeper into the depths of Arkham Asylum, he passed by super villains, and their attitude towards him was too enthusiastic.

"Oh~ you are simply our hero!"

"You did what I wanted to do but couldn't!"

"Not bad, Nightwing!"

……

Before Dick could understand why these villains were cheering because of him, his special cell had arrived.

Across from his cell is the familiar Two-Face.

"You have done something that none of us can do." Two-Face played with the coins in his hand and said with a half-smile, "You deserve our cheers, and you also deserve to have such a perfect roommate."

Two-Face's words made the unconscious Dick even more confused. He turned around and saw that there was no one in the empty cell except himself.

"Well..." The strong dizziness made Dick couldn't help but cover his head.

The tired body and the large amount of tranquilizers left Dick with no energy to think. He sat down on the simple bed, raised his arms to block his eyes and fell down on the slightly hard bed board.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Huh...huh..."

Dick found himself running through dark alleys, with numerous police officers following behind him.

However, although they wear police uniforms, these people have the same beast-like heads as the guards in Arkham Asylum, and they are half-human, half-animal monsters.

Dick didn't know what he had done, let alone why he was running for his life. He subconsciously relied on his body's instinct to fight and deal with the police.

"No, stop." Dick painfully asked the police the questions that had been swirling in his heart, "Can you tell me what I did?"

The monsters dressed as policemen told him one thing in unison.

“bzisnzhwzls…”

But the words they spoke sounded to Dick's ears like animal croaks and gurgles.

Did you really not hear clearly, or did you hope you didn't hear clearly?

A question sounded from the bottom of my heart.

Dick's eyes widened, as if a heavy blow had hit him. The world was spinning before his eyes, and he fainted again.

"Uh...uh..."

Dick woke up again in the pain of electric shock.

Doctor Rabbit in a white coat kept giving him electric shocks, and questions echoed in Dick's ears.

"Do you know what you did?"

The pain from the high-voltage current flowing through his body made Dick almost unable to think, but he was Batman's proud disciple, and this level of torture would not make him incapacitated.

Dick forcefully broke away and forced the doctor into a corner with red eyes. The picture in front of him was blurred for a moment again. Dick subconsciously rubbed his eyes. The doctor he forced into the corner actually had the same face as his parents!

They looked at Dick and said very innocently, "We just want to help you!"

"Dad? Mom?" Dick took a step back.

However, his parents were already dead.

As soon as this idea came up, his parents let out a sharp scream, and their figures were like melted wax statues, which collapsed little by little, and finally turned into a handful of yellow sand.

"I must be in a nightmare, I must wake up!"