Bat family's cub is lost

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Flash ran in with a white gun in his arms, and shot a few times at the lords who came out of the wall, causing them to fall to the ground again. "Phew, I came in time, right?" He wiped off his sweat, holding the gun and looking at Batman downstairs.

"That's right," Batman raised the corners of his lips seeing that everything turned into a false alarm.The Flash happily found a large bundle of rope for this rare compliment, and tied up the lords whose abilities had been removed one by one.

He couldn't stop talking about his difficult journey to find this thing. "To be honest, Luthor really hid this thing very tightly. When Wonder Woman asked him, he wanted to exchange the news for a complete pardon." The Flash laughed a few times while holding his legs, "But we have a lasso of truth, where things are placed, what mechanisms are there, and what traps are there, so we are not afraid of him telling lies."

"Oh, yes, this is for you." He handed the gun in his arms to Batman, and said whimsically, "In order to prevent Luthor from making a comeback, maybe you should register a copyright for this thing first, so that when the time comes You can sue him for infringement."

Superman nodded with a suppressed smile, and looked at Batman solemnly, "I think this is a good idea. Besides, you can also pre-register for kryptonite and others. I believe the new ore monopoly will be a good business."

Batman chuckled, and continued: "If possible, I will invite you to visit the factory, exclusive right to report."

Agitated by these few jokes, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

"But what about this child?" After laughing, Superman looked worriedly at the sleeping child in his arms.

"There is a high probability that he will stay in this world." Batman was silent for a moment. "If the lords lose their power, there will inevitably be chaos in that world. And if the lords recover, this child will be their first target."

"But he won't be willing to stay." The belated Wonder Woman walked in, she stopped beside Superman, and gently brushed Palmer's sweat-drenched forehead hair, "I can see that, This kid values ​​the Batman of that world."

"He longs to fight alongside Batman," said the Martian Manhunter, still touched by what he perceived as Palmer's dream, looking at Batman. "He'll want to go back to that world as long as he can."

After a short pause, he relayed to his partners the things that Palmer was thinking about even in a coma, "He wondered if we could promote some heroes whose abilities are not so suitable for combat to participate in politics, so as to promote the determination of special A legal bill for super criminals. There's no reason to keep rule-abiding heroes in check and then ignore the bad guys because you can't control them."

"Things will never be as easy as he said," the lord Superman who woke up and found that he had been arrested, and his abilities were completely useless, looked at his other self and said: "Those politicians who have no ability but are extremely greedy, they will never You will not be allowed to have political or military ideas."

"Someone has to do something." When he was in the White House intending to kill Luther, his friend Ruru who offered to help clean up the traces made the lord Superman stunned for a moment, and relaxed his struggle.

"The price paid may be high, but if it succeeds, everything is worth it." Batman raised his lips after speaking, "Since Lex Luthor can run for president, why can't Bruce Wayne?"

"It's probably because he often doesn't attend even his own company's meetings. It's hard to believe that he can handle the tedious meetings that the president needs to attend." Palmer woke up rubbing his throbbing head.He stood up and thanked Superman limply, then walked in front of Batman.

"The matter is settled, I should take them back."

"You think they'll change?"

Palmer thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know. But they resolutely chose to enforce centralization because they were disappointed with the society at that time. So, if the things in the dream can't impress them, I will Those good things are moved to reality."

He turned his head to look at the expressionless Lord Superman, and when he turned back and lowered his head, he showed two red ear tips. "Mr. Batman in that world should also very much hope that his friends can become the same as before, so I want to try again."

"In that case," Wonder Woman stood beside him, put her hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "don't worry, we will help you."

Batman from another world, who Palmer was worried about, arrived at the appointed place smoothly, avoiding all eyesight, according to the time agreed in the chat room.

An underground cave under the primeval forest is inaccessible, and the meager signal can effectively block the monitoring of the watchtower.The thick tree roots inside the cave are knotted together to form a natural protective wall.After walking inward along the narrow and dark entrance for about five or six minutes, Batman heard a very faint sound of electricity.

He tensed his nerves and looked around vigilantly.The direction indicator on the display screen was still displayed, and he carefully touched it in the direction of the arrow.The end point marked by the arrow is a large sofa armchair with a large letter P on the cushion.On the small table next to the chair are fruits, snacks, and a voting machine with only two buttons, red and green.

Batman finally took his seat after several tests to confirm its safety.

A beam of light was suddenly cast in the center of the hall, and the program changes projected by the holographic projection were reorganized and combined into a line of words——【All the members of the first secret meeting have arrived】

The program changes again.

[P, D, T, A, S, welcome your arrival, and M who cannot be present sends greetings to you. 】

[Voting starts now, please press the red button for silent and secret meetings, and press the green button for face-to-face meetings.A friendly reminder that face-to-face meetings are about trust. 1 minute countdown, please start to choose. 】

The holographic projection entered a 60-second countdown state and turned into an hourglass holding a balance.Batman didn't choose in a hurry, but observed patiently. When the seconds entered 30 seconds, a small green square suddenly appeared on one side of the scale.

Immediately afterwards, within five or six seconds, there were three more green squares on that side.Now he was the only one left without voting. Batman rubbed the shell of the voting machine, thought for a while, and finally pressed the green button.

In an instant, time freezes, and the voting ends.

[The voting has ended, and the face-to-face meeting was unanimously passed.Mr. M, who is far away in the sky, said that it is really a precious trust, and he wishes this trust will last forever. 】Maybe because the vote has been passed, this passage no longer relies on characters to display, but is spoken by the computer in a straightforward electronic voice.

"Wow wow, is this all right?" A slightly frivolous voice came from the darkness, so familiar that Batman couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Then came another equally familiar voice, "Wait, Dick? Why are you here?"

The lights in the hall are lit in sequence, code-named D, Richard John Grayson, Nightwing, and the former Robin Bird.After the Lord of Justice was established, he disappeared without a trace.And the code-named T next to him, Timothy Jackson Drake, Red Robin, was sent away from Gotham along with Alfred by Batman after the Lord of Justice was established.

And now, they are all here, in a high-tech cave under the primeval forest.

"It seems that you know each other?" A red-haired girl nestled in the third illuminated position of code A, "Then let me introduce myself, Alia Dawson, a magician."

"Little Wally West, Kid Flash," the code-named S followed, and the black teenager sitting in the seat was slightly gloomy. Ever since his cousin Flash was killed by Luthor, he thought about trying to take revenge, Superman got his wish.

By rights, he should be a solid Superman faction, but "I'm tired of people making the Flash the reason for everything, even if they don't say it, but secretly resent the Flash dying so easily."

He propped his forehead, "Actually, if my cousin was still alive, he would think all this was a ridiculous farce. Just because he died, it made everyone feel bad? Don't be kidding."

"Then let's get everything back on track as the Flash," Dick comforted, and looked at the only Batman position that hadn't been lit up with interest, "I'm getting more and more curious now, magical administrator P's status."

The lights came on one after another, and when the light dimly illuminated the hem of Batman's clothes from two distances away, Dick and Tim opened their eyes wide in disbelief.When there was only one left, Dick had turned his back, trying to hypnotize himself that not being able to see was tantamount to not being there.

And when the light above Batman's head was on, "Batman, why are you here?" Dick suddenly jumped up.Tim wasn't much better either, he covered his face and couldn't bear to see the horrible reality. "I think I'm still dreaming, it must be because of the lack of coffee supply."

In contrast, little Wally seems to accept it because he has received help from Batman's shadow.The magician Alia had bright eyes, looking like a little girl, "So administrator P is Batman, and Batman is administrator P? It's surprising, but it's worthy of being the boss."

Seeing the two children reunited again by accident, Batman wanted to laugh, but he held back.He calmly explained: "I just took over this account recently, not the real administrator P."

"But obviously, you know him." Tim leaned back in the chair and analyzed calmly, "P is unable to attend this party, so he gave you his account number? No, his inability to come may be one reason, but the bigger reason may be Yes, this account was prepared for you."

"P often said in the group that if we see him, we will be very surprised." Dick had a flash of inspiration, "He also said that he is sure to get at least one lord without hindering our plan, so what he said is you?"

"I didn't think this was the scene of a relative meeting." Little Wally said with a cold face.

Alia waved her hands indifferently, "Well, don't be too nervous, just relax. On the bright side, with Lord Batman around, our combat power level has risen to several levels, hasn't it?" She clasped her hands Holding it in front of his chest, he said with sparkling eyes, "That's the number one detective in the world."

The computer inserted the topic at the right time [Mr. M said, I hope everyone will like this surprise.Although I can't be there in person, it is a great honor to be one of the leaders of the revolutionary group. 】

"So, who is Code M?" Dick rubbed his chin, "In this way, he became the only person whose identity was not revealed. It's better not to be a trap, otherwise our group of people should be wiped out all at once. .”

"Palmer, formerly code-named P," Batman easily concluded, "is currently in another world, just like the lords."

Tim understood the look he threw over him, and instead of asking about the surname and other more specific content, he brought the topic to the current situation of the rebel organization.

"I am mainly responsible for intelligence collection. Code-named Alia is responsible for lurking, Dick is the main attack, and is responsible for proving conflicts. Little Wally, code-named S, is responsible for the transportation and support of personnel." Tim clicked on the button behind Batman. position, "and the code-named P position you are sitting on plays the role of information transmission, which is equivalent to the heart of the entire organization, a large transfer station, and regulates the actions of various parts."

Batman nodded thoughtfully, "What about the current manpower problem?"

"A part of heroes and hero assistants who were excluded due to dissatisfaction with Superman's centralized rule have been assembled. These people can be used as the main combat force." Little Wally continued: "Public opinion has passed Louise, the daughter of Superman. Friends reached out to journalists resentful of being denied a voice. Once the operation began, they would do everything in their power to get the people on our side."

"There is also Alia here," the red-haired girl raised her hand high, "It took two years to set up magic circles with different functions in various hidden corners of major cities, taking into account both defensive and offensive effects, ensuring Efficacy, guaranteed in the name of the magician."

In Batman's mind, one plan after another gradually surfaced.

While the meeting here was in full swing, on the other side, Palmer was having the last heart-to-heart talk with the lords before being sent back to his own world.If you can't achieve the effect of persuasion, then fight for some energy and direct all the firepower to yourself.

The author has something to say: I was curious about why Luthor couldn't be directly tortured with a mantra lasso in the animation, so I just wrote it like that.

You can lose in a fight, but Luther, who is a god, definitely doesn't want to let him out.