This cry is very calm, with the indifference of seeing through the world

"Difference? Of course there is." Jason had to pause for a while to swallow the rusty taste in his mouth - can this illusion simulate the texture of blood in his mouth?really not bad……

"If you are a real little girl," Jason looked up at the girl in front of him, "I will consider showing mercy? Hug you for your brother Jason?"

After becoming a teenager, his height was actually a little shorter than this "Helena"...

"If you're just my brain," he curled his lips casually, "can hallucinations be killed? I don't guarantee the death of hallucinations--I'm a heavy taster, who knew I'd have hallucinations on you What kind of disgusting death scene? You don't want your brains to burst, do you?"

That being said, he was fully threatening in words, but Jason knew how bad his current physical condition was—just like before the bomb exploded, he was almost incapable of action now.

"What do you think?" The girl asked softly, and at the same time, her expression became more and more innocent.

Jason couldn't help sighing, all of this must have been imagined by him, right?

He was so crazy that he started talking to himself...

Well, he's never really been a sane person.Want to talk to yourself?He is half an expert.Once upon a time, he often had to face some kind of shadowy phantom—Little Jason, who was beaten to the point of bleeding, calling Bruce to save him...

And he told "Little Jason" over and over again, give it up, Bruce let them both down.

But now, when he really became "Little Jason" again, what can he say and think?Still instigate yourself to give up?

Smash it, smack it, Jason thinks it's really boring to say that.

He chose to start a real dialogue with "Helena" and himself.

"The reason why I ended up like this is to save my mother. If I do it all over again, I will still save her-because she is my mother. Even if this is a trap of the clown."

He examines and analyzes with rare seriousness and earnestness.

"I will plan carefully, but for this memory of this behavior, I have nothing to regret-I was a fool at the time, and if it weren't for this incident, I would not be what I am now."

——Death made me grow up. Although I am crooked, how can I be worse than street gangsters?

——Death allowed me to obtain the blade of the great caste that can break through this space. This thing that erodes souls is indeed not a good thing, but you see, now, when the world needs to be saved, I can still exert some residual warmth Residual heat, isn't this good?

-I don't desire these things, resurrection or magic, but they are part of me.

Jason had no doubt that he was really talking to himself, but he chose to continue speaking to the expressionless girl.

If that Helena who was as lacking in love as he was really here, what would he say to her?What should he say to her?

(When did he actually become the one who earns his heart?)

Deceitful consolation?A persuasive hug?

No, neither is right, too hypocritical, too compliant with her.

Jason decided to give her a good lesson.

This girl obviously needs to be cleaned up.

As for reprimanding and "cleaning up" count as Helena's missing "love", Jason didn't bother to think about it.

"I don't feel guilty about you." Jason shrugged his shoulders with difficulty, touching the "imaginary" wound, causing very real pain.

He grinned, took off the blindfold of Robin's uniform that was in the way, and continued: "If the future me is such a brother who only knows how to escape, I express regret, but that guy is not the current me."

"But, if you want me to be honest - growing up, in the final analysis, is only your own responsibility."

"I know it's cruel to say that—Helena, but you're still that little girl who hasn't grown up, and you need to reflect."

"I also know it's not easy for you." Jason wiped the hard-to-swallow blood from the corner of his mouth, "Speaking of which, I'm actually luckier than you, at least my good-for-nothing father doesn't care about me, and he died early , not much time and opportunity to torture me."

"But the world is very fucked—fuck everything that can be fucked." He shook his head, "Even parents are not necessarily reliable, not only unreliable, but some are poisonous—it depends on your luck when you were born."

"I regret your life experience in the first ten years, and it is even more regrettable that you met an old man like Bruce who will not treat you tolerantly - think about the displaced orphans on the streets of Gotham, maybe they Happier than you."

"Under normal circumstances, I love you." Jason said frankly, "I don't think there is anything wrong with you—at least until you plan to die with the world."

"But you made it like this because you are too naughty. You are letting innocent people pay for you—your Brother Jason and I must come and clean you up."

"We can't decide how others treat us," Jason sighed softly. "In this world, no one is really responsible to you—except yourself."

Helena is not the only child ruined and let down by the prejudice of her parents.

Who wouldn't want to be treated tenderly by their father?

Yet those closest to us are often the ones who hurt and affect us the most.

There is nothing we can do about it. After witnessing all the darkness in Gotham, Jason found that he was lucky.

So, life is so unsolvable.

We can only penetrate the truth of life as soon as possible, tear down the ruins of childhood, and choose whether to be a strong person or a weak person.

Maybe it was Jason's illusion. He felt that the eyes of the rebellious girl in front of him seemed to flicker for a moment.

——It's impossible for him to cook the chicken soup for his soul well.

Under Jason's suspicious gaze, the girl nodded seriously.

"You're right, Jason." Her expression began to take on an inexplicable sadness, which made Jason's heart ring loudly.

"However, the fact that cannot be changed is," the girl continued: "Father gave up on you, Jason. 'Give up' is still a word you used before."

"Father didn't avenge you, father still kept the clown; father even found a substitute 'Robin'."

The girl's eyes seemed to be able to look directly into his heart.

"You are dispensable."



Jason felt his heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably.

Is the difficulty of convincing yourself really too high?

Is it "persuasion" or "acceptance"?

In other words, self-persuasion is actually another form of self-compromise?

This FMD is too philosophical.

Jason is now 80% sure that the girl in front of him is not the real her, it's just his inner projection, probably...

So his enemy is actually himself...

What did Jason think of Bruce's abandonment of him?

"I admit I'm hurt." Jason closed his eyes slightly and said softly.

Yes, hurt, not any other emotion.

"He failed me..."

remorse?

No... not exactly.

Jason faced his heart, "hate", yes; "regret"?How do you regret it?

Regret stealing that tire?Regret being Bruce's adopted son?Regret putting on a Robin uniform?

Jason realizes now that it's not up to him to decide whether Bruce saves him—whether he can.

This sudden thought made Jason a little subconsciously sad, he no longer expected and relied on Bruce wholeheartedly.

On the other hand, the reduction of Bruce's expectations is also a kind of alienation.

But this fits with what he had just said to Helena not long ago-the loneliness and exclusivity of growing up.

Jason grew up, no longer worshiping the authority of his parents, and began to accept the limitations of his parents and their selfishness as individuals.

—Yes, selfish.Bruce's insistence on the principle of not killing, in Jason's view, is a kind of selfishness.

There is nothing wrong with being selfish, however.Everyone will have and should have their own persistence, just like Jason's own enthusiasm for violence.

It is also his selfishness to agree with and insist that criminals deserve to die in action.

Jason suddenly felt powerless. Was his "hate" towards Bruce impure?

The past experience made him suffer, but there was no outlet for the pain.Hating Bruce has always been a most convenient sustenance.

Jason suddenly realized belatedly that after all these years, he thought he still hated Bruce—this kind of "hate" had become a habit.

He used this habit to cover up his shame and helplessness.

So, essentially, Jason just didn't want to forgive himself.

- I don't want to forgive myself for the mistakes I have made.

——I don't even want to forgive myself who has actually "forgiven" Bruce deep down in my heart.

Thinking of this, Jason couldn't help blurting out, even impatiently...

"No, I don't regret it, I think I... forgave him."

Jason felt his shoulders relax naturally as he spoke...

It was an overwhelming relief.

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a very obvious storm in the girl's eyes.

But before he had time to investigate carefully, the next second, the world suddenly turned...

When Jason opened his eyes again, he was actually...in Gotham's harbor? !

He looked at his hands and saw that he too had returned to his normal adult appearance, still wearing the same equipment and uniform he had left for Stark Tower.

The harbor was quiet in the middle of the night, and Jason was a little dazed for a moment, suspecting that everything just now was his dream.

Under the flickering light of the lighthouse, he subconsciously looked around and observed the environment, and found that a figure was slowly getting up not far away.

—It's Tim!

Tim saw him too.Relying on the conditioned reflex formed over the years of training, the two quickly rested, that is, stood up and looked for a suitable bunker, and at the same time prepared to fight against any emergencies.

After checking each other's identities with confidential questions, Jason was told by the red Robin in front of him that he had merged the memories of two "Tim".

Therefore, the messy thing and the rebellious girl before were not dreams.

Regarding the series of questions raised by Jason, "Tim" concluded that the operation of the five-dimensional space also follows the setting of "Helena". Like a computer system, bugs must be fixed and viruses must be eliminated.

"You're the bug, Jason," Tim nodded. "You messed up her schedule with logic you never regret."

Thoughts and the resulting influences do not dissipate with the death of the body. Therefore, for the rebellious girl, it is useless for Jason and Tim to die in that space. In order to maintain the operation of the space, it is better to squeeze the two of them come out".

"We failed?"

"No, we've won—well, only temporarily." Tim, who had always been deep, finally raised his voice slightly, "but this is already our breakthrough."

"We need to tell Bruce everything."

This is young Tim talking.

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About 10 minutes ago, at the Wayne Mansion, as everyone expected-the news of Tim and Jason's disappearance could not be kept from Bruce for long.

After severely criticizing Dick, Damian and even the new godfather Clark, Bruce also joined the ranks of analyzing the whereabouts of the two sons.

Even the surveillance cameras placed on Jason and Tim lost their signal, where could they go? !

Of course, due to the presence of the baby, this "severe criticism" was greatly discounted in terms of tone and lethality - the old father certainly couldn't bear to scare the baby to cry.

The little girl had just seen her father appear in the Batcave, and she smiled happily, waving her little hands and feet in the stroller, begging for a hug, and Batman's disapproving eyes were softened because of this.

At this time, an uninvited guest broke in and even entered the bat cave directly.

The one-eyed agent in the black leather trench coat was not friendly, and he passed the clock mechanism of the mansion aggressively, and his footsteps were almost as loud as the sound, attracting the attention of the four people in the Batcave.

"Where's Stark?"

Nick Fury was like catching a thief, and asked Bruce the important person confidently.

As the only one in the AFC who knows the true identity of Batman, Nick Fury has carried out the basic training of an agent to the extreme—that is, he knows what kind of secrets should only be known to him.

Bruce Wayne = Batman, belongs to such a secret.He didn't even tell his most trusted subordinates.He even planned to rot in his stomach and follow him into the grave.

This is of course not because the relationship between Bruce and Nick Fury is more intimate than others, especially Tony Stark. This identity disclosure is only due to the joint operation between the alliances that had to be carried out, and the agent chief chicken thief cleverly threatened.

At least the chief agent's mouth is still very strict.

This is not surprising, for the hidden boss behind the scenes who has a personal relationship with Captain Marvel, the cosmic superhero, he even has the latest contact information of the ghost-fighting Winchester brothers, concealment and secrecy have been regarded by Nick Fury as a social basis etiquette.

Chief of the Earth's Chief Agent, this position is not self-appointed.

Regarding Fury's question, Bruce raised his eyebrows while holding the child while his eyes were glued to the screen.

What?

I also want to ask you about my two sons? !

At present, their disappearance has nothing to do with Stark and your reunion!

Faced with the current helpless communication dilemma, two people who would never willingly share secrets began to stare.

——Both hate each other in their hearts.

One thinks that you have too many leadership axes in the Avengers. Is it Iron Man or your secret agent?

One accuses you of being too centralized, and if something happens to your Batman, the whole Zhenglian will be abolished!No one can do anything!

Superman?Superman is busy climbing the tree to save the cat.

At this moment, an alarm suddenly came from the Batcave—the monitoring signals and locations of Jason and Tim appeared on the screen!

Bruce immediately switched to a serious work state. Before leaving, at least confirm that the signal is real and not a trap...

Dick and Damian also went all out, and the innocent-looking baby Helena was handed over to Nick Fury, who apparently had no work to do in the Batcave.

Agent Chief: ? ? ? ! ! !

"I, no, yes, come, give, you, look, child, child!"

The chief agent had never brought a child, let alone a baby who was only six or seven months old. He held baby Helena's armpit with both hands, and his arms were stretched out. Those who didn't know the situation thought he had encountered a terrible gnawing again. Yuan beast.

However, babies are curious by nature, and their little hands like to grasp. When Fury lifted Baby Helena away from him, the little guy's hands immediately hooked his blindfold.

And... still holding on.

In the process of stretching Nick's arms, the innocent little hands were also pulled - far away, and in the end, he had to let go of the blindfold.

So, paji——!

In just a few seconds, Fury's blindfold was flicked on his own face.

Dick (suddenly tense): "..."

Bruce (somewhat speechless): "..."

Damian (squinting, observing the reaction of the agent leader, ready to protect his sister): "..."

Nick Fury (with no expression): "Aww."

The cry was very calm, with the indifference of seeing through the world.

"It hurts." He continued to add calmly.

This is one of Nick Fury's most aggrieved experiences, second only to that encounter with Yuan Devourer.

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