[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

The black Bentley drove out of the range that Jason could see, and Jason reappeared from the darkness. He glanced at the license plate number and wrote it down, then turned and walked to the grave that once belonged to him.

People passing by him couldn't help covering their mouths and noses, because the rancid smell from Jason's body was too strong.

The past self is buried in the tomb. He doesn't know what the past self was like, and he has already crawled out of it.

But Jason remembered that when he woke up, he was in a narrow darkness, accompanied by a stench that made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and his strong desire to survive forced him to use his fingers to forcefully open the coffin lid and crawl out.

His black suit was stained with mud, his hair, his face, but it didn't matter, as long as he survived.

At the beginning, Jason had nowhere to go, so he could only wander around the cemetery. He saw the gravekeeper panicked after discovering that his tomb had been dug up, filled it with soil with a shovel and pretended nothing happened.

Jason's memory was very confusing, and what appeared most in his memory was a man with long black hair, all kinds of him, from childhood, in a tuxedo, in his arms.

This is followed by a black knight in a black cloak who has always been in the shadow of the black knight, his rejection of himself, his disapproval, and finally the green and the laughing and the crowbar.

he is not dead?or dead?Why did he wake up from the coffin, but he was clearly alive.

Jason prefers that he is dead and resurrected. In the TV he has watched in the past (not sure), death and resurrection are always common dramas.

who is he?He was Jason Todd, but who were those people in his memory.

Why did the wounds on his body never heal?Even the wounds in some places have rotted due to the hot weather. Isn't he resurrected?

Why does his body still rot like a dead man?

During that time, Jason would go to the nearby small clinic every night to steal something to make sure he didn't rot and die.

He didn't know what would keep him from rotting, but those things were in his head like 'common sense', and he was physically very skilled enough to know what was needed.

But the rancid smell on his body couldn't be covered up.Jason even caused a little scare for a while, huh, living corpses in suburban Gotham cemeteries.

Later, Jason, who was wandering around the cemetery, was picked up by a woman who called herself Thalia, the saint of the League of Assassins, and more importantly, she said to herself that she could help him restore his body before death state.

Tsk, who is she?

Why did she say that, but Jason, who was in a daze at the time, really followed because he had nowhere to go.

Thalia put him in a pool called 'Lazarus Spring', which allowed his wounds to gradually heal.

The body is getting better gradually, but Jason's memory is not sorted out, and it is as chaotic as ever. He knows that Thalia knows something about him, but Thalia never tells him.

After Jason asked twice without getting an answer, he killed several assassins of the Alliance, in a brutal way——

He also viciously put the poor people he killed in front of Thalia's house and used their blood, organs, brains, etc. to tear out and write 'Answerme (answer me)' on the ground.

The price Jason did for provoking the League of Assassins was that Thalia, who was furious, cut off the supply of Lazarus Spring water for nearly a week.

Because the supply was cut off, the wound opened again, as if recovering to the pain at the last moment before death, and more like ants eating the brain, wanting to get Lazarus spring water.

Oh, that hurt, of course he knew it hurt, because he seemed to have tasted it before he died, and now he was like a junkie who had been on drugs for years.

Jason was no longer in a hurry, because sooner or later he would figure this out, why he woke up in the coffin, who killed him, and who were those people who kept appearing in his fragmented memories.

More importantly, he couldn't bear the pain of being cut off from Lazarus Spring by Talia again.

Especially the man with long hair, who is he?

Is he his past lover?

Jason guessed it was, because his cold, dead man's heart beat at that moment when he thought of him.

For some reason, Jason always had a premonition that he would meet him one day when he returned to the cemetery, so Jason would come near the cemetery after soaking in the spring water every day.

Until today, Jason finally saw the man, the hair was longer than in the memory fragments, and he was sicker and thinner than before.

His face was as pale as ever, there was no mocking smile on the corner of Bi's mouth, there was not much expression in those glass blue eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

Jason only glanced at the other party, and the other party's name came to his mind, as if the name was originally engraved on his heart, but it was covered by a layer of veil.

Aesop.

He must be his lover, his lover before his death.

Since it belongs to him, it should always belong to him, including his death, including his present life.

Possessive desire accumulated in Jason's gray-blue eyes, like a cannonball thrown into the sea, and exploded in the deep blue.

And what are the two guys following Aesop?New partner?

No, he doesn't allow it, it's his.

He will snatch him back.

Jason leaned over to pick up the flowers that Aesop put down, and he kissed the petals that were stained red by Aesop's blood lightly like Aesop did, as if he was kissing Aesop like this.

Jason stuck out his tongue and licked the half-dried Aesop's blood on the petals. The sweet smell filled his mouth and made him excited. His eyes flashed, and he couldn't wait to snatch him back.

He desperately wanted to know if Aesop's lips were as sweet as his blood.

The girl next to her who fell into a state of nympho about the looks of Dick and Tim was instinctively alert to the graveyard next to her that caused today's things.

It was found that a man wearing a red hood picked up the flowers in front of the grave and made a gesture of kissing the flowers sacrificed to the dead, like a pervert who had a crush on stalking.

"Sir, you can't do this, it's disrespectful to the deceased." The girl reminded softly, covering her mouth and nose.

But she didn't dare to mess with this tall and strong man, because the man was definitely the type who could knock herself down with a single fist.

Jason ignored the girl's words, he carefully put the flower into his pocket, his movements were gentle as if he was treating a cherished lover, not a white chrysanthemum that wasn't worth a penny.

He said without looking back: "This flower was originally for 'me'."

As these words dissipated into the air, the girl fell to the ground, her face pale.. what... ah?

What exactly did she encounter today, first Carnival Rabbit, then Nightwing, and now telling her that the dead are resurrected?

The girl originally didn't intend to believe what the man said as a joke, but the rancid smell wafting from his body forced her to believe it.

God, she probably shouldn't have come to Gotham to study.

If it wasn't for Gotham's lower grades and better schools, she wouldn't have chosen Gotham City, which is known to Americans for its "simple folk customs", and the "Ping Anan" next door, which is invaded by aliens almost every month. 'New York City has it all.

In the black Bentley, Aesop was sitting in the back seat. He was wearing a child safety belt, which was tied by Dick. It is said that it is tighter and he is not easy to fall, but Aesop always feels that Dick may be a little angry, probably because he run away.

But this was Aesop's mistake. Dick was angry only that Aesop had walked so far on foot, as if his body had recovered, and he just wanted to see Jason, and tell anyone in the family about them. I will also drive him here, why hide it?

Dick was wearing sunglasses to protect his eyes from direct sunlight. He was driving in front. Tim was sitting next to Aesop with his headphones on and his legs crossed.

He had just invited Aesop to play together, but Aesop refused.

When the red light came on, Dick stopped the car. There was silence in the car. It was a weird atmosphere that didn't often appear between the three of them. Maybe Aesop usually spoke very little, but Dick and Tim always Everyone's pistachios.

"Where is the locator on my body?" Aesop asked, his voice was flat, and there was no emotion.

His words didn't make Dick feel too nervous. His eyes, which were stained brown by the tea-colored sunglasses, exchanged glances with Tim, who heard the words through the rearview mirror, wearing headphones but not playing music.

Dick observed Aesop's expression, and said in a cautious tone: "Little bird, I put it on for your safety. I don't want to find out that you were killed by Damian and your body was thrown into the sea one day. .”

"Big Blue? You actually installed a locator on Aesop?" Tim frowned, disapproving in his tone.

This is an appointment between the two of them in advance, one to play the red face and the other to play the bad face. Dick originally wanted to play the bad face, but Tim said that Aesop knew him better, and it would be better for him to play the bad face, so he always wanted to be a good guy Brother's Dick can only be forced to be a red face QAQ.

"Where did you put it?" Tim asked.

"This is what you're talking about? NightWing." Aesop's tone was puzzled, and he spread out his tightly clenched palm. In the pale, blood-veined palm lay a few parts, which were locators that had been disassembled by him and lost their function.

Tim's heart skipped a beat. He knew that they had revealed their secrets. First, Aesop asked them about their words, which they had agreed upon in advance.

Presented before Aesop's eyes, this matter should be arranged by Dick alone, but Aesop used the word "you", obviously he already knew that this was a plan planned by them together.

Secondly, this locator was obviously discovered and removed by Aesop a long time ago. This locator was put on Aesop by Dick in the cemetery just now. When did Aesop remove it?

Tim quickly ran through all the actions that Aesop had done in his mind, and then he found the drawback. When Dick just slapped the locator on Aesop, Aesop made a resisting action.

At that time, it was the biggest move that only Aesop had ever done.

In other words, just as Dick put the locator on Aesop's body, he was discovered by the other party and took it off.

With the frightening perception from the Carnival Rabbit, there was a trace of cold sweat on Tim's forehead, and Tim felt a little chilly under the cool air produced by the air conditioner.

Tim glanced at Dick calmly, completely unaware that Aesop had already seen through their plan.

"Ahem..." Tim coughed twice to remind Dick, hoping that Dick could understand the hint in his cough.

As a result, Dick, who heard Tim coughing, turned to look at Tim with a caring expression and said to him, "Teebo, do you have a cold?"

"Emmmm..." Tim began to hint at Dick frantically, and he said, "A little bit."

Dick still didn't understand Tim's hint, and he even told the computer to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car a little bit.Then continued to Aesop: "Little bird, you found it, when?"

Tim sighed, it wasn't that he didn't want to help Dick, it was that he gave Dick a chance, but Dick didn't cherish it, he gave Dick a 'lucky' look.

"Just when you put it down." Aesop dumped the debris from his palm into the trash can in the car, he looked up at Dick who was stunned by his words, and continued: "I'm asking about the other one, The one used to track me."

Dick suddenly understood the meaning of Tim's cough just now and the last look that eluded him.

"Did Batman play it?" Aesop used interrogative words, but his tone was declarative.

The other locator on him was obviously placed by Batman, otherwise why would Dick and Tim rush to cover it with another locator?

Heh, probably because he didn't want the conflict between himself and Batman to escalate again.

The author has something to say:

I... Forget it, I won't talk anymore.I was afraid that if I spoke, you would beat me up. (run away with the lid on)