[Comprehensive British and American] Mr. Wayne's daily life of social animals

Harvey Dent tossed the coin he was holding and watched as Nightwing and Batman struggled pointlessly under the rubble of the explosion.

Everything was about to end, and the coin tumbled in the air and fell into the hands of the two-faced man.

"Okay, so say goodbye to the world at two o'clock in the morning, Batman."

With a hideous grin on the burned side of Harvey's face, he left.

"Maybe Wayne's property was blown up, I'm a little sorry for Bruce." The former prosecutor touched his chin, "I have to make it up to him."

Under the ruins, Batman was pressed against a beam, and beside him was Nightwing who had already fallen to the ground.

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Alfred drove to the place where the distress transmitter from Master Richard last sent out a signal. I sat in the back seat of his car and solemnly put on the domino mask.

My eyes fixed on myself in the rearview mirror. The young man's face showed the confidence to go to the battlefield.

but……

Can this mask really hide identity?I was very skeptical about it, at least I looked at myself in the mirror and felt the same.

So, why on earth didn't I discover Dick's identity at first glance?

This is a mystery.

Alfred said to me while driving, "Master Timothy, I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing, maybe I shouldn't..."

Putting on the most determined face I can put on at my age, I tried to tell the butler, "I never thought I'd be Robin one day, but I've seen the changes in Batman without Robin." .”

"The Dark Knight of our city needs a Robin if Dick won't."

"Then someone has to do it."

Alfred shut up and continued driving. The old man who had experienced countless wind and rain sighed silently in his heart.

The cars in Wayne Manor are naturally good cars, and the big Benz driven by Alfred is already driving at the speed of a Lamborghini on the road.

But when I came to the venue, the flames soared into the sky.

The explosion almost shook my will.

I opened the door and jumped out of the car, and ran towards the ruins as fast as I could.

The double-faced man was standing there, his acid-splashed face was facing the ruins, and he let out a gradually insane smile.

I gave him a hard fist.

"Two-Face, if Batman and Nightwing die, I'll let you—"

The double-faced man didn't check for a while, and I knocked him down hard.

The double-faced man in the same two-color suit as the clown sat on the ground, and he looked at me with interest.

"I'm still thinking, when will you show up? Xiaoniao, you have been hiding for a long time, and you were detained by your teacher?"

His expression slowly became crazy from the pain just now. I can no longer see the impartial and selfless prosecutor I admired from his face. replaced.

"There are rumors that you are dead."

Harvey turned around sharply and hit me in the jaw with the stone he picked up next to me.

"I don't believe it, because if Robin Bird dies one day, it should die by my hands. Together with your Batman."

He picked up the steel bar and threw it fiercely at my head.

Relying on my young body and years of exercise, I dodged the steel bars that were thrown at me in time, rolled on the ground, and avoided the continuous attacks of the double-faced man.

Harvey is indeed a physical master, and he puts a lot of pressure on me, so that I don't even have time to fight back, I can only dodge.

He laughed wildly while talking trash: "You are still as flexible as before, but it seems a little different, why don't you tell jokes?"

I rolled on the ground like a stray dog, and just when Harvey was about to hit me, I finally rolled to the steel bar I was looking for, got the weapon, and put my backhand on it.

Alfred, who had parked the car, also came. The butler was obviously well prepared. He and I made some effort to knock the double-faced man to the ground.

I helped Alfred sit aside. He was stabbed in the stomach by the double-faced man just now.

"Don't worry, young master," Mr. Butler said with a pale face, but he still carried that unhurried demeanor, "Compared to what I was in Afghanistan back then, it's nothing."

"Leave it to me," I looked at the ruins carefully, I didn't believe that Batman would really die here, "I saw—"

"What did you see?"

"There's a small coal storage room here."

Thankfully, although Wayne is rich, he is not rich enough to renovate the building every day. This product of half a century ago still exists in this building.I have an inexplicable hunch that Batman and Nightwing are here.

I kicked towards the small door of this semi-basement.

Walking in the ruins mixed with rocks, steel bars, bricks and mud, I shouted their names loudly: "Batman? Nightwing?"

They cannot die, they should not die.

I heard something tapping.

At this point I stopped and a smile finally appeared on my face again.

I walked to the place where the knocking sound was, which was covered by a large beam, and perhaps it was because of this beam that the explosion did not completely destroy the place.

"Batman? Are you here?"

"Under the crossbeam... was held down..."

"Are you both okay? Wait a minute, I can't move this beam. I'll remove the stone first."

I started moving the stones and then worked to put the beams up.

I was well aware of Bruce's suspicion, and told him about the current situation while working: "I came with Alfred, we have subdued the double-faced man, and we called the police, and the police quickly will come."

Placing a few hard rocks under the beam to change his center of gravity, I started trying to roll the beam aside.

"who are you?"

I heard Batman ask me that.

"Robin." I said while pushing the stone hard, "If you want to call me, please call me Robin."

I will be Robin.

"bump!"

"Batman?"

The stone was removed, and I saw two people lying on the ground.

Batman helped Nightwing out. I don't know what the two of them went through with the double-faced man, but the two of them are obviously very bad now.

Bruce dragged the adult Nightwing slowly and walked out of the ruins. I was a little nervous, and I looked up at him.

"I don't know who you are," a hand covered in sand and gravel in the glove slammed the domino mask off my face, "but you're not Robin."

"There is no more Robin in this world!"

The domino mask was attached to the face by static electricity and other methods. The moment I tore it off violently, I closed my eyes tightly in pain.

Ignoring my skin, which was already starting to turn red, I caught up with Batman to explain.

"I'm not trying to make fun of Robin or anything, I'm just trying to help you, I'm just worried about you."

Batman turned a deaf ear.

"Please Bruce!"

The tall figure suddenly stopped.

He turned his head.

"Can you say that again!"

"Batman is Bruce Wayne, Nightwing is Dick Grayson, and the second-generation Robin Jason Todd was in..."

"enough!"

Bruce Wayne looked at this boy with black hair and blue eyes, he didn't want to hear any more.

Walking out of the ruins, Alfred greeted him, and began to skillfully work as a nurse he didn't want to be, helping Nightwing, who was in a bad situation, to do some simple treatment.

"Perhaps you should take a good look at this child," the old man said to his young master, "he is simply excellent and impeccable, his detective talent is shocking, and his physical skills are also excellent enough."

Batman said nothing.

"Master Timothy is as good as Master Richard back then."

The man in the black bat suit suddenly looked back at the three people over there, and he noticed that Alfred was holding the boy in the Dick Robin uniform.

"What are you trying to say?" Batman asked.

"The last kid in this uniform is dead."

"He doesn't need the next kid in this uniform to go on an adventure."

I saw that Batman was about to turn away again, so I hurried after him and grabbed the corner of his cloak.

"Batman needs Robin." I repeat the theory I've repeated so many times, "I never thought I'd be Robin before, but I think I can if I train hard enough. "

I would like to be Robin for you.

"Batman needs Robin, is it some kind of truth?" Batman didn't appreciate it, he turned to face the child.

"Is this written on the Dead Sea Scrolls?"

It's not that I haven't seen Batman, but it's the first time I've seen Batman with such momentum.

When he just stared at you like this, you seemed to be buried in countless fears, and the cold gradually rose from the soles of my feet.

But if I back down, it's not me.who I am?I've been following Gotham for 8 years.

"Batman, maybe I shouldn't say this, but I want to say that after Jason's death, you completely changed yourself..."

Bruce said nothing.

I boldly walked towards him and reached out to hold his hand.

He didn't shake off my hand.

I raised the corners of my mouth happily, and then put it down again.

"Think about it, Bruce, how many injuries have you suffered in the past few months?"

"You get so edgy and so angry, maybe you don't care about your body, but you could have done more for the city."

Batman still hasn't let go of my hand.

I started to push myself.

With my other hand I hooked the tall man's cloak.

"So you're saying," Batman lowered his head, leaning toward me, "that an innocent kid is going to play this crazy game with me because of me?"

"No, it's not a..."

I reached out and still couldn't grab the cape that Batman had thrown off, which made me even more anxious.

I started to use my not-so-advanced verbal skills.

"Batman, if they think they can kill Robin, who are they going to do next?"

"I don't know why you're wearing this uniform," no, I know why you're wearing it because of your heart of gold," but the uniform isn't about Bruce, it's about a A symbol, and Robin is also a symbol."

"It's like you can kill a policeman, but you can't kill the policeman. Behind a dead policeman, there are countless colleagues representing him to continue his legacy."

"And Robin also represents such a will. He is part of Gotham's night. You can't lose him, and neither can Gotham."

"Batman needs Robin, whether you agree or not."

Yep, that's what came to my mind, why Batman needs a Robin.

The author has something to say:

You're right, Batman has a Robin Harem - Red Hood wants to applaud.gif

The best way to attack Tsundere is to hit a straight ball!

Handshakes, hugs, cape tugs—come on Tim! A go up!