Schizophrenia

Just because Bruce didn't take Dick to the hospital doesn't mean that Dick can't go to the hospital. In fact, Dick, who can persuade the rigid Batman to take him to patrol the streets, is not the kind of good boy whose guardian says one thing and he never says another.

Jacob knew that, and it was actually one of the reasons why he liked Dick.He has his own moral bottom line in his heart and is not as rigid as Batman.Although it is not as fun as Batman, and the whole person is too kind to believe in things that he has long despaired of, but he is a child after all.

"Batman sucks," complained Dick, sitting in his chair, "he sucks."

"Don't say that," the explosion caused many temporary sequelae to the magician, and the doctor asked him to rest in bed for a month, "If the little bat hears it, I'm afraid you won't be able to go out in the next few days." Then He took the apple thrown by Dick, "Besides, I'm almost in good health."

"Yes, yes, you're almost fine." Dick was joking like a magician, "I know you're almost fine." Who would believe that he was almost fine.It's enough of a headache to have a guy like Bruce running around when he's injured and can't rest in bed.

Jacob looked at Dick's expression of disbelief, shrugged: "I know you don't believe it, read it yourself." Pointing to the two documents on the table, "Here are the two medical examination reports from the night before yesterday and this morning. Just compare it. According to this trend, I will be able to carry out intimidation activities tomorrow.”

Although he didn't really want to read it, but considering that Jacob's reputation with him hadn't dropped off the charts yet, Dick got up from his chair and opened the file.Of course he couldn't understand the messy data, but he could still understand the film and the doctor's conclusion.

"Are you serious?" Dick stared at the X-ray with wide eyes, pointing to the bones on it, "You tell me your bones will heal in two days?" Speaking of which, this hospital seems to belong to ST, right? So it's still a lie, right, so you can't believe what a magician says, right...

Fuck!

Dick stared wide-eyed as Jacob lifted the quilt, stood on the ground, jumped on the spot twice, and then walked up to him: "This is unscientific!" Obviously, Bruce personally verified the magician's injury and concluded that He couldn't continue to make trouble within a month, but you told him that today would be fine? ?

EXOMEEEEEEEEEEEE?

"My physique is not the same as yours," Jacob seemed to be showing off, "Look, I'll recover soon after a small injury~" He shook his head triumphantly.

Dick raised his head from the report in his hand, and looked at Jacob who didn't know what he was showing off: "Is this kind of thing just for showing off casually? If I have bad thoughts about you, oh, I guess you'll be here tomorrow." It will be dissected and studied by people, and you don’t want to destroy the world by then.”

"Oh, destroy the little bat? How is it possible~" Jacob equated 'world' and 'Batman' independently, "If I really despaired of the world, then I might choose to commit suicide ~" He tilted his head and thought for a while, "I haven't thought about this problem yet, after all, the world is so interesting, I don't think he will let me despair in this life."

"It's easy to be slapped in the face if you talk too much." Dick put the document in his hand on the table, "What happened to you that night?" The other party always gave him the feeling that everything was under control and calm. It's the first time I've seen him so embarrassed.

"I forgot that the clown has a little partner next to him. I thought it would be okay to watch him place the bomb in the hall. I didn't expect that there was a clown girl beside him who helped him move the bomb." Frankly He admitted his mistake, "If you happen to be absent-minded, something will go wrong."

Dick stares at Jacob, trying to read something in Jacob's face the way Batman always sees something wrong with him.But he failed quickly, and his skill was not comparable to that of a pervert like Batman: "Forget it, you know that everything you say is justified."

Jacob gave a cheerful smile, as if he had mentioned something inadvertently: "Speaking of which, what do you think of Sis?"

"Are you asking me?" Dick stared inexplicably, "Is that your housekeeper, are you asking me?"

"I mean what kind of person do you think she is." Jacob smiled as if he was genuinely curious, "Because I haven't asked anyone this question before, I'm suddenly curious."

Dick looked at the magician, his expression was so natural, as if he was really asking him to comment on someone.But about the existence of Sis, Dick has heard Batman mention it, and there is nothing he can't say: "I don't have any contact, I don't know. But judging from your usual habits, you should be a person who likes to worry about like Ah Fu."

To show respect, Dick used Her instead of It.

Jacob had a smile on his face, as if he didn't think about anything: "Well, no wonder she hasn't appeared recently."

"You did something to piss her off again," Dick was accustomed to, "but if you really need it, she'll give it to you. Seriously, sometimes I feel like you've created yourself a Mom, Ah Fu’s nagging thoughts are scary enough, I can’t imagine if there is someone nagging in my ears every day..."

Shivered: "Anyway, even if you recover from your injury recently, can you please stay in the hospital for now and don't run around." Changed the topic and talked about his plan, "Bruce seems to have something lately. I'm busy, it's rare for me to be able to take a break, and it's already bad luck for me to let you out."

"So why did you let me out in the first place?" Smiled slightly curiously, "You know exactly what I would do if you let me out." She pretended to be cute on the side.

Dick sighed and looked at Jacob seriously: "I'll just say it once, I'm serious."

"Ah, there is one more thing to talk about!" Jacob interrupted Dick, pretending to suddenly realize that he grabbed the long hair hanging on his shoulders, "Did you see that a lot of it was burned here?" Originally The waist-length hair was abruptly shortened by more than ten centimeters, which looked a little strange.

"You ask me, but I don't know anything." Dick glanced himself out, "Since you know who did it, why are you still complaining to me here. You adults can't solve your own affairs Why, do you have to push it on a kid like me who doesn’t know anything.”

"No, I just want to ask you." Jacob took out a magazine from under the pillow, "Do you think this looks better, or this hairstyle?" He pointed to the hairstyle in the booklet with great interest, "I've been thinking about changing my hairstyle for a long time, but I haven't had any good suggestions."

So isn't this guy worried about Batman investigating his DNA or something...

"Of course not." Wanting to know what Dick was thinking, Jacob handed over the booklet in his hand, "Because I also want to know, who are my parents."