Bat family's cub is lost

For the farewell, both Palmer and Batman have long been prepared.

Before leaving, Palmer left behind a lot of things, including but not limited to, he tried to decipher the program used by Darkseid and was perfected many times later, the technology of the cyberman, and the shell used by the Daleks. They also left a family photo from their own world, including Grandpa Thomas and Grandma Martha.

He didn't like to say goodbye, so he opened a space door and left in the middle of the night, leaving only a letter on top of the pile of things he left behind.But what he didn't know was that as soon as he left Bruce, he pushed the door open, looked at the pile of things, and held the top photo and letter with a complicated expression.

"Thank you," whispered words drifting into the night, no one heard except the person who said them.

So it turns out that every Batman is a good night's sleeper.It's just that he doesn't like to say goodbye either, so he can only say goodbye silently in the dark, behind the camera, in a room that is still warm after people leave.

This world——

There were not many people in the park at dusk. The young man parked his motorcycle by the bench, took off his red motorcycle helmet and patted it beside him, holding the coffee he bought on the road with both hands, sighed, and was a little lost in thought Looking at the little kid not far away who was dragged home by his mother with a face of reluctance.

He, AKA Jason Todd, the second Robin, Red Hood, ran away from home again today as an adult after having a big fight with the old man when he was a child last time. Sigh.

If he doesn't run away from home, it's probably time to help Fu bring a delicious dinner from the kitchen to the table, and then they will probably have a family movie night after dinner, watching movies and fighting with each other Sentence.For example, daily complaints about Dick becoming a fat blue bird, whether he can still fly, and his ex-girlfriend Union Army [I always think that the Legion would be more appropriate].

But now, these are all gone, and it's all the old man's fault. F*** Batman, F*** Bruce, Jason took a sip of coffee viciously, then choked on the indescribable plastic smell of cheap instant coffee and almost spit it out.

With a look of disgust on his face, he pushed the cup of coffee away, vowing not to touch it again.Since he left in such a hurry, he didn't even bring his mobile phone except for a few pieces of change in his pocket, so now he has to start thinking about what to have for dinner.

It's been a bad day, and it's all the old man's fault! !

Suddenly he heard someone laugh out loud, and Jason jumped up as if his fur had exploded, "Who the hell are you, are you walking silently?" After cursing, he calmed down and asked vigilantly: " How long have you been here?"

The eyes took a closer look at the person under the big tree two or three steps away from the bench. The young man was wearing a Homburg gentleman's hat and a camel-colored windbreaker with a formal three-piece suit inside. He looked well-dressed , but who knows if there are evil intentions hidden.Especially seeing him lowering his head and covering his mouth to hide his previous snicker, Jason felt even more annoyed.

Fortunately, the young man's apology came in time, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he raised the brim of his hat to reveal a pair of smiling blue eyes, "I've been here for a while, from three o'clock in the afternoon until Now. Reading and thinking, except for the noisy children, this is a good place to relax." He showed Jason the book in his arms, it was a hard-covered tome, and Jason was written on the cover Incomprehensible curvy text.

"My name is Palmer, and my family lives near here." The young man walked in, stopped at a position not too close or far enough for Jason to raise the alarm, and stretched out his hand, smiling, "As a disrespectful act just now My apology, may I invite you to have dinner with me?"

"Jason Todd."

Until sitting in this small restaurant, Jason still didn't understand how he would actually agree to a stranger's request to have dinner with him.He was thankful that this well-dressed guy didn't put him in those high-end restaurants that put a little food on a plate, and he might not be able to eat all night.

He looked at this small shop, the small shop was divided into several small pieces, listening to the sound, the other seats were already filled with customers.

The inexplicable guy on the opposite side took off his windbreaker and folded it aside, and then took off his hat and put it on top.With some fluffy black hair and blue eyes, Jason couldn't help but think that if his old man was sitting here, he would probably consider picking up another bird cub, after all, this guy looks like a bat family.

Palmer pushed the menu to the opposite side, "The food here is very good, and the portion is also very large. I don't know if you have any taboos, so let's see, what do you want to eat?" The sudden movement made Jack, who was thinking about things Sen was startled, and instinctively wanted to touch his weapon.He stretched his hand halfway before realizing that the only thing he could use as a weapon now was probably the knife on the sole of his shoe, but he couldn't take off his shoe at the dinner table and point it at the person paying the bill.

"You—" He wanted to swear, but he looked at the face of the guy opposite who looked a little immature without the windbreaker, swallowed the words back, and only choked out a sentence, "We are not that familiar yet, I have no taboos , as you recommend."

Palmer couldn't help laughing again, but he was afraid that if he laughed again, Jason might lift the table and run for the door. "Then I'm going to order, please wait a moment." He said, took the menu and went out.

He went and came back quickly, almost as soon as Jason was rubbing the layout of the store, the young man named Palmer had already returned to the cubicle and sat back on his seat.Dining at the same table with a stranger made Jason a little irritable and restless, and he regretted his previous decision to keep up.

"Don't be too nervous, let's talk about something, just deal with the boring time before the meal." Palmer folded his hands on the table, "My home is on the next street, not very far away, will Found this restaurant by accident. I would make some investments and love to travel around the world to collect and learn valuable knowledge. Then to prepare for a trip, my friend told me that there is a home here for The shop where I provided the information." He nodded under Jason's gaze, "Yes, it's here."

But then he shook his head again, "Unfortunately, I have already known the information provided here. During the conversation, I accidentally sold a few related information. The boss heard that I was going to travel there, and said that if I If I can sort out what I have seen and heard to him, he will give me preferential treatment for all my business in the future."

"Wow," Jason said dryly, "this is really a good deal."

Palmer smiled suddenly, showing a little bit of canine teeth, "But I declined, because I prefer to go and see with my own eyes rather than hear the news from others. But because after tasting, I found that the food here It was unexpectedly delicious, so I asked the boss to change the condition to reserve a seat for me in the store."

"Only you would treat my place as a cafeteria," a loud laugh came from the door, and under Jason's vigilant eyes, a fat man with tattooed arms pushed the door in with a tray in his hand. He put two large bowls on the tray Put the rice bowl protruding from the edge of the bowl on the table, then put away the tray and stood beside Palmer, laughing again: "Try it, and see if my craftsmanship has deteriorated. The people who came to inquire about the news recently have never been Coming and going in a hurry, there is more than half of the meal left when I go back home," the fat man snorted angrily, "Is that bit of broken news more important than eating?"

Palmer put a spoonful of rice into his mouth and gave him a thumbs up, and the boss suddenly became happy again.After swallowing everything in his mouth, he said seriously: "It's better to sell the news and the food separately in the future, and the people who buy and sell the news can raise the price for what they want to order, so as to save them from not knowing how to appreciate it." People who eat food waste food."

"Hey, you still have an idea," the boss said with a belly laugh, "Then I won't bother you for dinner. I'll draw up a list and try to use it today."

The fat boss left with a smile. Jason silently dug some with a spoon and put it into his mouth, then opened his eyes wide.

"How is it?" Palmer said with a smile, "I said it was delicious."

Jason nodded indiscriminately, and Palmer stopped talking to him. It's better to be quiet during the meal time. There is always a chance to chat during the digestion time after the meal.

As if his vigilance had been let down by the feeling of fullness, Jason slightly let go of his guard and leaned back on the chair, refraining from rubbing his stuffed stomach.Palmer doesn't have these concerns. He looks like a cat who is very satisfied after eating and drinking. He squints and just wants to find a place to bask in the sun and sleep warmly.

"How about it, are you satisfied with tonight's meal?"

"Very good," Jason replied honestly.

Palmer flopped sideways, flopped down on the chair, and crushed the hat that had been there earlier.He sniffled when he realized it, sat up slowly, put the hat on his knees and restored it to its original shape, "That's good."

After a pause, he asked again, "What are you going to do after eating and drinking? Are you ready to go home?"

"No, I have some things to do later."

"That's it." Palmer squinted his eyes and rubbed against the back of the chair to find a comfortable position to lean on. He looked at the colorful street scene not far away in a daze. The street is very lively tonight, even in such a remote place. The location also has a continuous stream of pedestrians passing by. "Then you are really busy," he said softly, "It's so late, and there is still work to do. Did I delay your time?"

When he said this, he was still looking at the street scene outside the window, so he could only guess from his tone, he was probably sleepy, or thought of something unpleasant.

"My work won't start for a while, and I'm not in a hurry. What about you? Why don't you go home?" Jason asked in a pretextual way: "You said your home is not far from here, so you need to make a phone call and Is the family reporting that they are safe?"

"No, no one at home is waiting for me," Palmer said calmly, with his elbows on the table and his chin resting on his hands, "I haven't had a home for a long, long time, and I can't even remember." .”

Jason seemed tongue-tied for a moment, not knowing what to say, "Sorry."

"It's all right," Palmer said with a grin, comparing his hands to a bird's wings, and made a flying gesture. "Pushing the baby bird out of the nest to face the strong wind is a necessary experience to become a great eagle." .”

There was nothing to say between the two of them for a while, seeing the silence spreading, Palmer simply put the hat on his head, pulled the cloak over his shoulders, "Since there is still some time, let's take a short walk together, When it’s a farewell, you can also digest food, what do you think?”

Pushing the door open, the tonight breeze rolled up the hem of the cloak in Palmer's hand, and he stretched, "It's a good one, very suitable for a night of wandering around."

The two walked side by side from the depths of the street where the restaurant was located, which was only faintly illuminated by street lights, to the street entrance. When they stepped into another street, it was like stepping into another world at once, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with noisy voices.

Jason's motorcycle was parked at the intersection, and it was time to say goodbye.

"Goodbye, then." Palmer gave a nondescript hat-off to Jason first, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd of all kinds before disappearing from sight.

Jason got in the car, started it, and the huge engine roared.He was speeding through the streets with no destination and no idea where to go.Of course he was fooling that guy when he said that he had something to do. In fact, he didn’t even have a friend or a safe house to live in when he came to Los Angeles.However, this is one of the most loosely supervised areas by the old man.

I don't know what happened recently, the old man suddenly became nervous, first reorganized Zhenglian, and then asked each family to gather young heroes and restrict going out.Like Connor and Joe from Superman's family, Wally from Flash Barry's family, Captain Fantastic Billy and those children from his magical family are all under the care of Cyborg.

The above cases are numerous.Although he didn't want to admit it, as a member of the Batman family who made this request, Jason was naturally among the ranks of being called home to take care of him.God knows, he had just found a suitable internship position and passed the interview, but the old man bought the internship company and took him home.

What is an extraordinary period? If you really want an internship, can you be arranged for an internship in the legal department of Wayne Group?Ha, is this just an internship question?

Thinking of the scene of flying dogs and dogs, Jason's mind was almost filled with anger, and he almost wanted to drive all the way back to Wayne Manor, and then punch the old man hard in the face.Thanks to the law, he still remembers that those who want to enter the judiciary or sneak into the high-level parliament should at least not have a criminal record such as: an old father of domestic violence.

Palmer, who walked into the crowd, did not go home either. He followed the crowd and stopped in front of a bar called the Light Bar.After a while, a female demon named Maizi came and invited him in.

"Lucifer?" Palmer, who saw a policewoman arguing with Lucifer from a long distance, stopped, and Maizi retreated aside with interest.

Of course Lucifer also saw Palmer, and he spread his hands to Chloe, "Can we talk about this later? I have something to do now." He opened his arms to Palmer, "Hey, sir My friend, why do you have time to come to me?"

"It's up to you."

Lucifer led Palmer to a secret room. They sat on a sofa each. Lucifer snapped his fingers, and a glass of wine appeared in front of him. They will come to me for no reason."

"Your purpose has been achieved," Palmer looked confidently into Lucifer's eyes. People with loopholes in their hearts cannot look directly into the eyes of the Lord of Hell, because it will lead to the darkness in their hearts, but he is not afraid of this.

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, "Purpose? What do you mean?"

It's probably how he used the fact that he went to hell but wandered to another world to draw the strength from that world to make him stronger.They are Lucifer, but they are not the real Lucifer. Simply put, they are just the reflections of themselves in other worlds created by Lucifer as the ontology.

Stealing the power of other reflections makes oneself more powerful, so that one can continue to survive the catastrophe that is coming or is happening.

Good calculation.

Lucifer didn't want to say anything about what they both knew, and Palmer didn't bother to bother him, so he simply changed the subject, "What about your reward? The reason why the devil came to the world, there have been frequent incidents recently s reason."

"It sounds like a good deal," Lucifer leaned on the sofa, crossing his hands on his stomach, "but it's really not my problem. I've tried my best to stop it from happening. But you know, Diffuse The darkness will always make some guys lose their minds." He raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and said with a smile like a snake spitting out a letter: "The guy with the most shallow sense has been completely dazed, even a little Some of the guys are getting agitated. I said, you're probably running out of time."

"We're running out of time," Batman looked at the data on the screen at the Justice League's reconstruction base, and said seriously to everyone present, "Even with the assistance of the Dark Justice League, even if the demons have basically been expelled from the world, Things are getting better on the surface, but the crime rate continues to rise behind the scenes."

He pointed to several data points, "Its growth is not obvious, but it can be seen that the growth rate is constantly rising." The stereoscopically projected icons on the desktop are constantly changing, "This is the same as the darkness and chaos we faced at the beginning. Compared with the past, it seems inconspicuous, and we will inevitably compare it with the past and feel that this is nothing. But in fact, it is these that confuse us and make us ignore its changes from beginning to end."

"Everyone who commits a crime has an ordinary person's past, and their sudden outburst is like the aftermath of some negative emotions in their hearts being violently detonated," Batman said, turning his gaze to everyone present, "Imagine, you just randomly Somebody he met, he got pissed off because he got dust on his shoes, and then he thought about all the things that made him pissed off, and he pulled out a knife or a gun and hit whoever was around him."

Everyone's faces were not so good-looking, Barry opened his mouth wide, and let out a soft breath, "That's really—"

Clark said firmly: "A disaster, it must be an unprecedented disaster."

"Any clues about who is behind the scenes?" Diana frowned.

Batman shook his head, "The most likely candidate is Lucifer, which has been ruled out by Constantine. So, we don't have any clues at the moment."

Suddenly someone pushed the door and entered, and the Green Lantern who flew over several sectors and finally came back was exhausted, "I'm troublesome," Hal said with his face on the table, "It seems that suddenly everyone has become a little crazy , especially those with a lot of emotion. I dealt with several large-scale conflicts on the way back, and the participants in each scene were the kind who wanted to kill everyone else."

"Worst case scenario," Batman clenched his fists, "things get out of hand."

The author has something to say: Look at my oversized update, is it sweet?Praise me! ! !

And sure enough, as I thought, ten red envelopes have not been distributed.

And again: Friends who are taking the exam, I wish you success in the exam, and friends who are writing papers, I wish you a pass in one pass [duplicate check is very expensive]