[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

It's hard to believe, no... it's impossible, Tony stared at Friday's report.

Ridiculous to the extreme.

He slowed down his reading speed and read word by word. He stared at the report that he usually could finish reading in half a minute for a full 10 minutes, as if he didn't understand what the report meant.

Jason's records are hard to find. He has been on the streets of Gotham since he was a child, and he belongs to the invisible crowd to a certain extent. However, before he was adopted, he had a criminal record for theft and violence, and was given a criminal record by Gotham. Police records.

After Jason's death, Bruce destroyed all his records, but for Tony, as long as the data existed in the world, it could not be concealed, and he used to back up the data in his private database.

The fingerprints left on the roof belonged to a deceased——

The second-generation Robin who was killed, Jason Todd.

Tony frowned slightly. The wind on the roof made him extremely calm. He needed more evidence to prove that this was not a conspiracy. There were too many ways to obtain Jason Todd's fingerprints, and there were many other people who could do it besides him. To, but he can't think of what organization needs to borrow the identity of a deceased person.

And the location of his activities is not Gotham?

He was lost in thought. Compared with others, Batman's villains have a very typical characteristic, that is, they usually don't pull the battlefield outside of Gotham, or do things to people outside of Gotham, just like mutual compliance. It's the same principle that Gotham is Gotham, and Jason and Nightwing are also different, and he has a stronger bat-like atmosphere.

Such an identity appeared in New York, and the whole thing became even more confusing, plus Hydra... Hydra's human cloning technology can indeed do this, but he couldn't think of why Hydra would do this Do.

Their transformation of Bucky can still be attributed to their obsession with Captain America, but Jason?

Tony didn't think that the unlucky guy who was thrown down could provide any effective information, but with the mentality that he would not lose a piece of meat if he asked, he still let the armor slip him up.

"Hi," Tony said slowly, "I don't think I should introduce myself, what happened?"

"Bat, Batman—!"

The man's legs and feet were weak, he was trembling, and he hadn't recovered from the congested state of being hanged upside down, "It was Batman just now!"

Tony squatted down, approached the man, and asked calmly, "You know this is New York, right?"

"I'm sure! That's definitely Batman, and I'll never forget his voice...never." He stared at Tony in horror, "Just like last time, this style of acting can't be anyone else but him !"

"Who attacked you?"

"I don't know!" The man was scared out of his wits, and now he would answer truthfully whatever Tony asked: "The boss ordered me to follow Spider-Man, but a man rescued him."

This was a surprise, Tony thought, the man had revealed more information than he had imagined, and it took him a while to find out what happened.

...with a gun?

There is nothing wrong with using a gun, but on the second-generation Robin?Batman's dislike and rejection of guns is known to almost everyone who knows him, and his Robins also strictly abide by this code. As far as he knows, Jason Todd has never used a gun in his death.

He put this thing that was not right everywhere at the top of his to-do list.

Jason's study was over soon, and he could say that he was a gifted person without exaggeration. What's more, these skills were as if he had known them in the past. It was not so much learning as awakening.

Those teachers soon couldn't teach him anything, and some scumbags were wiped off their necks by him, and he ended all the courses.

In the evening, Jason sat at the dining table and rubbed the communicator in his hand. After the previous one was smashed, he found a cabinet in the drawer of the bedroom, as if Thalia knew he would break these things.

He wondered if he should contact Thalia.

The creamy sweet soup on the table was turning into condensed lumps. Jason absently stirred it with a spoon twice. He left too many traces that easily exposed himself that day.

He doesn't know who he was in the past, but he knows that he doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone until he solves all the mysteries.

Jason skillfully pressed a series of numbers, and stopped when he pressed the call button. After a while, he deleted the series of numbers again.

The room was getting darker and darker.

Jason didn't turn on the light, the little light from the screen was the whole room, and it was raining heavily outside, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating half of Jason's face.

There was a thunder.

Jason kept staring at the communicator, but every muscle tensed quietly, and he stretched his hand under the table without a trace—his gun was hidden there.

At the moment of thunder, someone jumped in through the window.

A dark shadow appeared behind him.

The atmosphere in the room became more oppressive, Jason's toes moved——

He quickly pulled out the handle/gun from under the table, skillfully opened the safety catch and turned around, kicked over the chair he was sitting on just now, and pointed the gun at——

……

Oh.

Kind of embarrassing.

"I'm sorry." Jason adjusted the angle of his arm, moved the muzzle of the gun down to the boss, which was nearly half a meter, and then slapped the short man in front of him on the forehead.

"Who the hell are you?" Jason asked bluntly.

He saw the dwarf froze for a moment, then twisted his whole face together, and said angrily, "Fuck... Todd, what's wrong with you?"

Damian blocked the muzzle of the gun with his hand, and roughly knocked Jason's hand aside, "How dare you point a gun at me?"

Jason cursed in his heart.

Now he knew that this little man was an acquaintance, but when he saw this little man, he felt helpless and irritable, but he had no desire to do anything strangely.

He sort of... trusted the kid?

[The system has been using skills on me. 】

[It has been turned on to make him happy. 】

With the blessing of the system skills, he took a few breaths restrained, "Last night I slept so late that my head was not so clear..."

Damian sneered.

"I didn't know you were sober before." Damian's green eyes were sharp and frightening, "I am your master, Damian Ogu."

"..."

With a blank face, Jason's heart was full of turmoil: [System, this is...? 】

The tone of the system is also a bit unbearable: 【Your brother. 】

[It's my illusion...] Jason asked uncertainly: [You sound empathetic? 】

[I said, I have been in your mind for a long time. ] The system fell silent after speaking.

Jason lifted the chair up and carefully positioned it so it was in line with the other chairs, but it still wasn't perfect...Jesus!Why doesn't he speak!

He desperately hoped that Damian would say something, at least not be so embarrassed, and now his strange emotions can be explained...

"If you treat him as my son..." Jason thought to himself, and he happily found that this idea made him a lot more comfortable. Damian is really a person with debuffs, and the system's skills can't resist it.

"Putting away your disgusting gaze!" Damian noticed the change in Jason's eyes sensitively, "Listen, I don't care how many times you are mother's first lover, you don't have to... gross."

Damian was speechless as if disgusted by the assumptions in his mind.

Jason tried his best to bring the atmosphere back to normal, instead of being as weird as a daytime drama, he didn't shy away from Damian, slipped the gun back into the secret compartment, and sighed, "Okay, what do you want from me? "

Damian looked at Jason critically, "You look smarter now."

Jason sighed again, reckoning that today he could use up a whole year's share of sighs, "Is that why you came to me to talk about it?"

"Of course not." Damian folded his arms and said condescendingly, "I want you to do one thing. S.H.I.E.L.D. has detained several assassins in an attempt to find out the secrets of the League of Assassins."

"So?" Jason crossed his legs lazily, "Kill those assassins?"

"No." Damian said coldly, "It's the entire SHIELD."

The author has something to say:

A little fact: Damian's height is 137 cm, and Jason's height is 183 cm.

After writing this chapter for a friend to read, she commented: Let's put Mr. Mi awesome on the public screen——!