[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

Aesop took out the table knife that had stabbed through the spider. He just dipped the table knife into disinfectant water in the laundry room for the reason of washing clothes and washed it again.

He didn't want to get infected because of unclean table knives, who knows if spiders that ate dead human flesh would carry some weird viruses.

Ha, would that give him superpowers?Will he be Gotham's Spider-Man, the Spider-Mania Bunny?

Amused by his own sense of humor, Aesop smiled at the mirror and lifted his stitched left leg up on the sink.

The nerves of Aesop's left leg have been connected long ago, but due to the long-term freezing, the color has not fully recovered. There are crossed golden sutures on the thigh, with two skin colors on the upper and lower sides. It is straight and slender like chopsticks.

Aesop was almost certain that the locator was in his left leg, where Bruce Wayne had hidden it before he sewed it up, but Aesop wasn't sure where it was.

He pressed hard on every part of the leg about three times, and when he was anxiously trying to tear the whole leg apart to search, he finally found something strange, there was a strange little bump somewhere on his thigh.

You can't see it with the naked eye, you can only feel it by touching it.Aesop raised the table knife and cut open the piece of skin without hesitation. Blood gushed out from the place where he cut, and soon there were two blood paths along the trace, and the blood fell drop by drop on the tiled floor. .

Aesop reached out and picked out the small bloody disc without frowning, then reached out to pick up a cotton swab and skillfully sterilized it to stop the bleeding and suture it.

At this time, Batman, who was sitting alone in the Batcave in a shirt under the light and sorting out information about Carmine Falcone, heard a slight whistle, and he frowned and looked up.

There were five folders on the bat computer. Bruce opened the folder belonging to Aesop. It was an electronic map of Gotham. The red dot belonging to Aesop lost its light and turned gray.

This smart locator can perceive the vital signs of the host. When the host dies or it is removed, it will always stop at the place where it has no effect on the map.

Jason was one of the former, and Aesop was naturally the other, and he found it and dismantled it.

Bruce had expected this a long time ago. He knew that one day Aesop would dismantle it. He is a person who is not willing to be controlled. To be honest, who would be willing to be controlled?

and so--

On the computer screen, the red dot in Aesop's room flickered again, and another locator belonging to Aesop began to work.

Just because Bruce expected this, he also installed a locator near Aesop's heart, but he would not easily reveal the existence of this locator. Aesop does not know that there is a locator in his body now.

Bruce lowered his head and glanced at the photo of Dick on the table inadvertently. The child in the photo had a bright smile. Under the sun, he was like a little angel sent by God, pure and shining.

Bruce seemed to be infected by the child's smile in the photo. He raised the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but gently stroked the face of the child in the photo with his fingers. The cold touch from his fingertips brought Bruce back to his senses.

He went through all the files to make sure the members were okay, but he didn't open the one that belonged to Jason because he thought it would just add to the pain.

So Bruce wouldn't find out that the one belonging to Jason flickered again long after it went out.

early the next day.

Dick drank his milk and held a sandwich in the other hand, and he walked over to the Batcomputer, last night, his buddy Corianta, Starfire, wanted him to use the Batcomputer to investigate something, some files that they couldn't easily mobilize, the Batcomputer almost had Global connections.

Dick can use it to easily investigate something he wants.

Dick just sat down and wanted to take a look at the photo of the little bird with a bright smile, but found that the table was empty again, and the photo was gone?

Dick frowned. He thought that Alfred had cleared it away, maybe it was placed in the special photo area of ​​Wayne Manor. He had to find a time to tell Alfred.

He should be doing more important things now.Dick finished the sandwich in two bites, wiped himself casually, and typed quickly on the keyboard with his fingers.

...

...

A man wearing a black tights, camouflage trousers, army boots and a red hood is staring at the beautiful Wayne Manor, which looks like the residence of the royal family.

The gray-blue eyes under his helmet stared at him without blinking for a moment, and he finally came here according to the location of the Bentley that Aesop had sat in.

Jason skillfully climbed over the wall, landed gently on the lawn, and avoided the area that could be photographed by the surveillance cameras. He grabbed the window sill and easily jumped to the upper floor. Everything was familiar as if he had done it many times.

He must have lived here, Jason thought.Otherwise, how could you be so familiar with this place?

Aesop opened his eyes. It was too late when he realized the danger. Before he could find out the knife under the pillow, the muzzle of the gun was now against his head, and the other party squatted on top of him, suppressing himself.

No, it shouldn't be said that Aesop noticed it late, but because he felt a familiar smell, even if it was mixed with an indescribable rot and a smell of Lazarus spring water.

That breath was also deeply engraved on his soul.

"Hush—" Jason's voice came from under the red hood, his voice was low and hoarse. "...Hmmm, I hope you keep quiet, or you don't want to feel the pain."

The moment Aesop heard Jason's voice, he surrendered. He couldn't exert any strength, as if he was drunk, and his whole body was dizzy. Jason was the bottle of 82-year-old Lafite.

Aesop squinted his intoxicating glass blue eyes, and he knew that what he felt in the cemetery that day was not an illusion at all, it was real, it was Jason.

Aesop stretched out his hand, wanting to take off Jason's helmet. Jason's body stiffened for a moment, his arms curled up, and his body subconsciously wanted to defend against strange touches, but his brain controlled his arms not to move. Next, Jason let Aesop take off his helmet.

Under the helmet, there was a lingering gloom and violence between the eyebrows and eyes, and the hair on the forehead was dyed white. Jason's face didn't change much from the past, and there was a knife-scarred 'J' under his eyes. , that was left by the clown.

Aesop's icy fingers caressed Jason's cheek, and Jason's frown slightly relaxed.

He couldn't remember much about Aesop, but the touch made Jason feel good.

Aesop didn't want to ask why Jason would come back to life suddenly, it would definitely open his wound, Aesop could smell the Lazarus spring water on Jason's body, so it must have something to do with the League of Assassins.

perhaps...

Aesop squinted his eyes, and it was related to his 'mother'. You must know that Peggy got a can of high-purity Lazarus Spring Water. What does she have to do with the Alliance?What is her relationship with the Holy See?What does she want herself to do for her?

but--

These are not important, what is important is that Jason is now back by his side.He didn't lose him, even though Jason changed a lot, he still came back to him.Can he still look forward to reality?

Aesop doesn't care about anything else, as long as Jason is by his side.

"Why didn't you show up sooner?" Aesop murmured, I really missed you so much, I wanted to kill the clown for you.

Jason tilted his head and retracted the gun that was on Aesop's chest. He confirmed that Aesop would not hurt him, nor would he make any unwise moves.

Jason changed his posture and lay next to Aesop. He leaned sideways with one arm on his head, stared at Aesop with burning eyes and said, "I think it's because Gotham is raining heavily? Or, who is it?" The coffin board was fixed for me, and it took me a lot of effort to climb out of it."

Aesop sensed something was wrong, Jason's tone was too flat, it wasn't like him, he should have mentioned the past hatred to him.

Jason grabbed Aesop's chin with one hand, and with some force, looked at the scar on Aesop's jaw. "God? You still keep it? You know I didn't mean it, are you planning to keep my 'criminal evidence'?" Jason couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Jason remembered that he had left the wound on his jaw, but didn't mention why.

"Do you still remember how it was left?" Aesop asked cautiously.

Aesop's words made Jason's expression turn cold, and the air froze.

Blood, laughter, flames, chains, clowns in purple suits, Aesop with empty and numb eyes, crowbars constantly hitting him, pain, pain, pain, pain...and the last farewell kiss.

"Oh, I remember, of course I do, I have to." Jason closed his eyes.

He pulled out a sneer: "A total of 39 times, the crowbar fell on me, a total of 39 times including everything he did to you, clown, I must kill him.. And... and Batman, he threw Leave me, leave me, let me die and suffer at the hands of the clown, I have to kill him."

The killing intent permeated Aesop's room, which made Aesop's skin crawl. This was the first time he felt Jason's strong killing intent, even when he was fighting against Jason as Robin and as Carnival Rabbit. Sen has never erupted with such a majestic murderous aura.

This death brought great changes to Jason.

But... Aesop frowned. This matter has nothing to do with Batman. After all, it should be his fault.Why did Jason blame Batman, and what's wrong with it?

Aesop decided that Jason's memory was not complete, maybe it was better this way.

What does it matter to Jason that he hates Batman?They just had one more object of common hatred.Look, isn't it nice that they have one more thing in common?

Moreover, he wasn't sure that Jason lacked those memories.

Jason suddenly grabbed Aesop's hand, which was in a state of distraction, and Aesop's eyes widened in fright, thinking that Jason was going to break his hand. Jason turned over, propped the bed with one hand and stood on Aesop's body, They were forehead to forehead.

Aesop noticed that there were many scars left by the clown on Jason's body.

"We are lovers." Jason's sudden affirmative sentence almost stunned Aesop. Isn't this topic jumping a bit high?

He looked up at the anticipation hidden under Jason's aggressive gray-blue eyes, couldn't help laughing and teased, "How are you sure?"

"I kissed you before I died, we must be lovers." Jason added: "Thalia said, I have been dead for too long, not only my body has decayed a lot, and my memory is a little lost, but the first time I saw you , I know you belong to me."

In fact, when he woke up from the coffin, the first memory that popped into his mind was that he was tied to a chair, his whole body hurt like hell, but he still had to bow his head to kiss the kneeling man.

His memory is gradually recovering. Compared with the complete fragments at the beginning, Jason has been able to connect most of the fragments together. He remembers Aesop and his enemy. Jason is looking forward to the day when his memory will be restored.

"You must be mine. You shouldn't live in a messy bat den." Jason glanced at the room and said, "I'll bring you back."

Aesop was stunned, he couldn't believe that he was actually teased by Jason's words.how to say?This spiritual complete possession makes Aesop feel very happy. "Don't forget, you were also a member of the bat den in the past."

"Hmph." Jason snorted softly, "Reborn from the ashes, the flames illuminated my original narrow field of vision, and my vision filled the wide sky, only to realize that the damp and cold bat nest is not suitable for me. Huddled together, Stinky, oh, bat."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, which was especially obvious in the quiet night. Jason's gun was pointed at the door in a second, his eyes were gloomy and vigilant.

"Brother Iso, are you asleep?" Tim's voice came from outside the door.

"What?" Aesop pressed Jason's gun, and Jason narrowed his eyes, a little upset.

It's not that Jason can't guess who Tim is. It's nothing more than that after his death, Batman is a new little soldier, his replacement, an obedient and well-behaved little soldier, which definitely meets the criteria of Batman's favorite, just like Dick like that.

Ha, I picked up a new bird.

A substitute for himself, coming to Aesop in the middle of the night?Does that make sense?Aesop alone is enough.So his little plan to kill Batman might be a little bit different.

The author has something to say:

I don't want to hide it anymore, Jason's memory has not been fully recovered, the part that did not recover: the part about his relationship with Batman before he actually died.

So he hates Batman now, and he won't hate Batman when he remembers.

Because it has nothing to do with Batman!