[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

"What kind of person will I be in the future?"

Todd was stunned for a while, his blue eyes showed a little bewilderment.

He's drafted all the questions Tim might ask, and that's all the baby bird cares about - he'll even tell him the future if he wants to, Tim's a smart guy and always knew what to do Do.

But this question was completely unexpected to him.

The reason is simple, in his perception, Tim Drake is a lunatic who never cares about himself.

He will spend time thinking about how to save Gotham, and expend energy to save the world where the building is about to collapse. He will care about whether the Wayne Group has laid off employees due to the economic downturn. Things, his mind was filled with killing Damian himself, doing what he believed to be justice in an unjust way, self-loathing... stuff like that.

He can fall headfirst into the Batcave floor because he hasn't slept for a few days, he can lock himself in a room without seeing anyone because of an injury, or he can fall into a kind of withdrawal period because he ran out of coffee and didn't have time to refill it. Finding faults day and night.

But he doesn't bother with his health, and harbors a complex hostility toward his past self.

Tim many years ago was waiting for his answer. The young man thought he had concealed his uneasy feelings well, but he didn't know that in the eyes of those who knew him well enough, every move could be interpreted.

He still has an infinite future.

For Tim Drake now, losing Bruce is the same as losing his parents, and it is tied for the number one bad thing in life. He still has a vision for the future.

"I want to change Gotham."

The man remembered that a long time ago, the little boy who still had childishness in his eyes announced this.

Strange to say, he himself has almost forgotten what it was like to be the second-generation Robin, but that memory always emits less phosphorescence at a certain moment.

The first time he saw Tim, he didn't violently break into the Titan Tower as a red hood and beat the little boy to the ground, but fell on the wall of Drake's mansion when he was on the night watch as the second generation of Robin , and Tim looked straight at each other.

"Robin?"

The little boy expressed surprise, but that kind of surprise was not about seeing the character in the urban legend, but "Wow, Jason Todd is the second-generation Robin, so he looks like this."

Tim Drake is too smart, and his smarts are not just manifested in extraordinary intelligence.

Several children of the Bat family are extremely talented people, they are excellent in all aspects, especially Damian, who received more than a dozen doctoral degrees at the age of seven, artificially created children, after The inhuman training of the League of Assassins created such a monster.

But Tim is different. His intelligence is more personal.

Jason once joked that Tim had taken the script in advance, and Todd couldn't help being startled when he heard it.

Yes.

The elder wanted to describe him as a prophet, the kind of person in the legend who knows everything and knows the ending at birth.

He can pierce Gotham's pain points sharply, and he can persuade Batman with a voice that has not yet undergone a voice change period-this is simply a miracle, come to think of it, he changed Batman's mind!

After Batman loses a 15-year-old boy, he convinces Bruce that Batman should find another boy to join his deadly cause at any moment.

"I hate Drake." Damian once expressed his dislike bluntly: "He's a fake."

No.

It wasn't like that at first.

It wasn't until Damian talked about it that he realized how much Tim had changed—it was subtle, little by little, from a little boy who dreamed of Batman to a silent boy who knew he was The red robin in the family.

Dick was the original favorite.

Damian is biological, and that status is a privilege in itself.

He presents himself as a less important but still part of the family, from "Bruce needs me" to "I'm still part of the Bat-family."

It was also at this stage that their relationship really improved—Xiaohong chose to back down, and Dahong chose to stay away. The strange resonance made the atmosphere between the two begin to ease.

They inevitably intersect because of their tasks, and they gradually understand each other in getting along day after day.

It's hard for Todd to imagine what the world looks like from Tim's perspective.

——He rarely expressed his judgment, but as long as he said it, he didn't miss it.

[Batman needs a Robin. 】

[Batman is still alive. 】

【…】

These judgments only made people feel unbelievable when they first said them, but the reality gradually verified Tim's correctness.

If he could have predicted the ending from the very beginning—

Then what kind of mentality is he holding to watch this family and this world fall apart?

——If you have this ability but do not act, then the bad things that happen after that are your responsibility.

Tim did it, but he's only human, and nothing can be changed by himself.

It's still his responsibility.

Tim is seven years old.

"I want to change Gotham. No unemployment, no rape, no poverty. I'm smarter than anyone. It's not difficult."

Tim is ten years old.

"I need to do something. The appearance of Batman may not be a good thing. Gotham should not rely on a violent vigilante to maintain order."

Tim is 12 years old.

"...Batman is Bruce Wayne, Robin is Richard Grayson... They're really crazy, who the hell would dress up as a tightsuit freak and come out at night and beat people up?"

"...well, Gotham needs Batman, Robin is replaced...the new Robin is good, but not as good as the first one."

Tim is 14 years old.

"Batman needs a Robin. Besides me, Wayne is unlikely to find a suitable child, but I will only take over the cape for a short time. When he recovers, I will return to my daily life. It shouldn't be long."

"What kind of lunatic would be willing to be Batman?"

Tim is 17 years old.

"...The world is not black and white. My father died at the hands of another father. I need to think about my attitude towards gray. For example, Jason Todd. Should anti-heroes really exist?"

Tim is 21 years old.

"I haven't trained enough. What should I do to get Bruce back? I'm no longer Robin. The team I organized is like a joke. I have to help Dick...and Damian."

Tim is 23 years old.

"...I can't do anything, my parents died because of me, I didn't fulfill my promise to Bruce, Dick couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't continue to be Batman, and now I am Batman."

Tim is 28 years old.

"I'm a failed Batman."

The inappropriate silence of the older man made Tim feel uneasy, and those bad ideas began to roll again, and his complexion couldn't help but become ugly.

Todd recovered just in time.

In front of this person, I really can't relax at all, and I can't lie, the world's number one detective can always see through him.

His hand unconsciously moved to the pocket of his clothes, where a few cigarettes were often stuffed there, but just when he felt the touch of cigarettes on his fingers, he stopped in time and rubbed his fingers gently.

"I'm getting bad," Tim says firmly, his blue eyes drooping and their blue eyes darkening a bit.

Todd thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and snapped his fingers briskly.

Having managed to get Tim's attention, he leans back in his chair. "It's kind of bad—but it's better than you think."

The blue-eyed youth stared straight at the man's face like a puppy.

Todd sighed, his tone became gentler, and he complained in a familiar tone: "What's wrong with you?"

He bent his index finger and tapped Tim on the forehead with his knuckles unceremoniously: "You started to get depressed before I finished talking?"

"You are a hero."

The elder calmly gave a definition.

He is serious.

Tim looked a little dazed.

What he said was true.

A guest from the future, say to yourself with absolute certainty - you are a hero.

When he said this, the lines at the corners of his mouth became smooth and curved, and his own stupid appearance was reflected in the green pupils. In this way, the lifeless green eyes of the man seemed a little bright.

Tim can read micro-expressions, he is the best lie detector master in the world, but no matter how he analyzes right now, he can't see the slightest sign of lying from the elder's face.

Tim pursed his lips uncomfortably, his body stiffened by the overly unexpected evaluation.

"I do not believe."

If I'm really a hero, why did Jason suddenly have that unspeakable expression?If I'm really a hero, why didn't I make it easier for you?

The man blinked narrowly, feeling helpless: "Then what evidence do you want me to show? You know, you are the warrior who took over the mantle of the old bat."

"Isn't it weird that Batman is more or less wrong?"

Tim said goodbye at the corner of his mouth, adding a little boyishness to him for no reason. Now he doesn't look like the smart and precocious Mr. Wayne, but rather the original Tim Drake.

"How would I succeed Batman?"

Just kidding, he didn't even plan to be Robin for long at first, and Batman's cape didn't suit him at all.

He can't say now that Batman is a freak who wears tights and beats people up at night, but it still doesn't stop him from thinking that anyone who wants to be Batman is a little mentally ill.

"Who knows." Todd shrugged, looked at Tim's downcast expression, and habitually touched his forehead. This action was done too skillfully before, and the person in front of him was almost exactly the same as the familiar one.

When the cool fingertips touched the skin, Tim couldn't help moving, the range was extremely subtle, as if it didn't exist from the beginning to the end.

Todd was keenly aware of this movement.

He withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingers twice: "Sorry, I forgot that at this time, we are not that familiar yet."

"It's okay." Tim said in a low voice, "I don't have any more questions, you can continue with your business."

"Baby Bird." The elder curled his lips, "Don't let what I said affect you, the person I know is not your future."

"You just need to be a Red Robin. The Young Justice League needs a leader—ah, they are like the Titans back then, and they must find someone to lead them."

The man paused for a few seconds, with a sound that almost sighed.

"So stop fighting me for the bat cape."