[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

Jason wished he could lie back in the graveyard of Gotham Cemetery now, a peaceful zombie.

Timothy smiled faintly, "So you're going to tell me that your mother is a cat and your father is a fish?"

Jason who was just about to speak: "..."

Timothy continued leisurely, "I still misunderstood the person. You are the twin brother of Prince Cat, Prince Mermaid who has never met. By the way, I have to say that Haiwang Haihou never mentioned you as a son."

Jason who shut up again: "..."

"Be creative. You were cursed by the hostile Mermaid Kingdom and turned into a little mermaid. Only by killing the prince can you turn back into a cat-man. Wait, I'm not that prince, am I?" Timothy held the door with one hand , with an extremely perfunctory panic on his face, "It's really scary."

"Shut up." A few words came out of Jason's teeth, "If you say another word, I'll slap your face with my tail."

"Should I remind you, mermaid," Timothy said with schadenfreude, "you can't even get out of this bathroom without my help."

Jason's forehead was throbbing with veins, "I can."

Timothy stretched out a finger and waved it sympathetically in front of Jason, "No, you can't. The way the seals climb ashore doesn't count."

Jason glanced at him with dark eyes, and Timothy looked at him calmly.

The two were silent for a moment, and Timothy said, "I can help you."

Quiet.silence.quiet.

A fiery red fish tail swung over, but Timothy raised his arms to block it in time. He froze for a moment, "Is it a real fish tail with scales?"

The fish tail swung from the other direction, and Jason gasped, "Get out of my toilet! Ha—"

"Are you going to climb to Gotham Bay? Or are you being pushed into the auction site by gangsters halfway, and then let Batman kick the window and fly in to save the beauty." Timothy continued to persuade, "The truth is, you need help."

"As long as you shut up, I believe... there will be a better way... Hehe..." Jason opened his mouth and tried to take a big breath, as if he was starved of oxygen by Timothy's proposal.

Timothy narrowed his eyes suspiciously, his detective instincts led him to gather information on the field to make sense of the situation.

Jason cautiously shrunk further away from him, his beautiful tail looked dull.

He didn't want to appear weak in front of Timothy.But Timothy was right, he's weird right now, he's feeling very, very—

Timothy said calmly, "You're starting to run out of water, Mr. Mermaid."

--Dry.Dry and thirsty.

Timothy leaned against the door panel and sighed, "In this way, I promise you that you will not ask about things you don't want to say. I am a detective, and I will find out the secrets you want to hide. Of course, you can also hide the facts .”

He shrugged at Jason. "It's a game between us. Let's see who wins."

"Then?" Jason hugged his tail.

"Then, I'll help you with your Gotham needs, keep you from getting dehydrated and stuff."

Jason sneered, "It sounds like you are the Virgin Mary who came to save people from suffering."

"Jesus is the one who saved the suffering, and Mary was sent by God to the world especially for the birth of Jesus. Does the cat kingdom still believe in Christianity?"

"None of your business." Jason said firmly.

He stared at Timothy hesitantly for a moment, "You won't hand me over to other bats?"

"If you don't want to," Timothy promised, "I won't do it."

After Jason's resurrection, he doubted for a while that he could trust the bats again.He loved Bruce until the last moment before he died, and the last second he died in the ruins was still looking forward to Batman appearing in front of him.

And Nightwing, Dick, his hard-won brother.They haven't seen the movie they agreed on last time.They didn't get along very well at first, but they've been figuring out how to get along with each other since then.He wasn't there either.

No one is there.

Then he comes back to life, and Thalia tells him that nothing has changed, that someone has taken his place.Gotham will not stop its activities because of the death of the second-generation Robin, and the Wayne family will not stop its operations because of Jason Todd's departure.He saw it with his own eyes, and nothing had changed.

It was as if his existence had no meaning. Without Jason, there would be Timothy, and without Timothy, there would be someone else.

Sometimes, in the dead of night, when he was allowed to think alone, Jason thought maybe it wasn't Talia who had seduced him, or the torture at Lazarus Pool that had broken him.

The kind of things that chase him and force him to run forward are——loneliness, having no place to stay in the world, thinking that he has found the meaning of life, but discovering that it is just a random promise from others; Go forward, into a new future, while you stay where you are, drowning in the past.

He felt he was right.He felt something blinding his eyes.He felt that the anger had brought him sobriety like never before.He felt like he was losing his mind.

The comfort brought by these things allowed him to escape from the panic of being alone for a short time.But that kind of pleasure is like riding a roller coaster. Only when you sit on it and can't stop can you enjoy the ease of letting the wind take everything away.Jason's roller coaster was artificially suspended as soon as he fastened his seat belt.To be precise, by a cat.

...and most importantly, Jason was about to die of thirst as a fish on the shore.

"Well, it looks like you'd love to be Jesus." Jason stretched out his arms for Timothy to hold his fishtail with one hand and his waist with the other, and hug him up.His gorgeous fishtail fell a little to the ground and Timothy had to flip him upside down.

"That's the price of truth," Timothy said. "Wow, you're a little heavy."

Jason flicked his fishtail threateningly, "This is my high body fat percentage, little bean sprouts."

"Eat less fast food." Timothy said casually, "Jason."

"Who is Jason?" Jason pretended to be impatient, "Aren't you full? Otherwise, I'd better crawl to Gotham Bay by myself."

The first round of confrontation passed quietly.Timothy remained calm, "I just think this name is suitable for you. You must give me a name that can be used to call you. The cat prince is really a bit speechless."

"With all due respect, you've already called me many times." Jason pointed out the blind spot relentlessly, "If you insist, please call me Darcy."

Timothy carried Jason into the elevator for SVIP users. This is usually prepared by rich people who are cheating. When he got to a hidden place, he began to say, "Oh, once I don't have a good impression of someone, I never will." Goodwill. And you have to know, you have to know, this is all done for you."

"Don't position yourself on Elizabeth." Jason felt a chill, "I'm trying to turn my tail into a mammal..."

"whale?"

"Don't interrupt, I need your help with one more thing before turning my fish tail into a leg."

"Please."

"Downstairs reception, Williams and Davis on the guest list, they are discussing selling poisonous powder to Gotham Academy students. Red Robin, I hope you can handle this matter."

Timothy swiped his card to open the room reserved for him at the Venice Hotel, kicked open the door, walked into the bathroom and put Jason into a bathtub that could accommodate five people taking a bath together at the same time, and began to fill the little mermaid who was about to die of thirst.

"As a cat, you care about the ecology of Gotham." Timothy commented, "I thought you would want to deal with it yourself."

Jason lay down in the water, sighing comfortably, his ruby-like tail slapped the shallow water surface again and again, splashing a bunch of water, "As long as I can do it. Don't think of me as a stubborn person who can't be flexible." Stab."

Timothy unpacked the bath toys in the hotel bathroom, put a row of squawking ducklings on the surface of the water, and watched them float down to Jason's tail. "No, this is just a difference in importance. In your opinion, fighting drug dealers is more important than bowing to me. You hate this more than ordinary people, including us."

This "we" may include vigilantes from other bat factions.

The two pairs of blue eyes met again.Jason looked away first, and poked the duckling into the water with his hand, and the duckling grunted away from his fingers and floated up.

Timothy exhaled, "At least come back tonight, I can still see you here, right?"

Jason was not polite at all, "Please order me a meal and push it into the bathroom, I'm hungry."

Timothy had reason to suspect that it was not the mermaid prince but the mermaid uncle lying in the bathtub of his hotel room.

"The Little Mermaid" is all deceitful, the cute, virtuous and soft Little Mermaid does not exist at all.

Uncle Mermaid added, "I want to eat 'Bat Burger' for two by myself."

"...I think you just look down on the 'Night Wing' package for one person."

"A hamburger, french fries and a glass of Coke are not enough, okay?"

***

In the darkness of the Gotham pier, Red Robin lurks on a container high on the pier, using the telephoto function attached to the eyepiece to monitor a ship docking late at night.

A blue bird lightly landed next to him without making a sound, "Hey, Tibao, I heard you have some new progress?"

"An extra task," Timothy glanced sideways at the person standing beside him, wearing a dark tights, only a bright blue bird was painted on the chest, which is the proof of the superhero Nightwing, "There are two The gang thought they could sell drugs to Gotham Academy students in Batman's city without anyone noticing. Obviously, they are going to go to prison to negotiate the ownership of the next few years."

"Gotham Academy," Dick cut to the point, "I'm still an honorary alumnus there, and so is Barbara. And these idiots are going to sell their dirty stuff to Nightwing and Batgirl's alma mater, seriously?"

Timothy reminded him, "Richard Grayson and Barbara Gordon's alma mater."

He glanced at Dick, "Do you want to join?"

"Of course," Dick was eager to try, "How about we go to the new pizzeria under the Pruitt Building after we finish?"

Timothy thought briefly for a few seconds. Considering that there was a mermaid eating and drinking hidden in his hotel room, he decided to reject his brother's heartwarming invitation, "Not today, I have an appointment."

"Pop po po po po po po po," Dick flicked his tongue loudly. "Which pretty lady?"

Timothy raised an eyebrow, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile, "Actually, is it a cat or a fish?"