[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

Jason has already packed his luggage. There are not many things he needs to bring, money, drugs, matching fake passports, and the mobile phone Tim gave.

The little detective cleaned up all the hands and feet that moved on it, and instead he left his phone number one two three and Twitter one two three.Except for Stephanie, Cassandra, and Barbara, he has all the other numbers on this new phone.Jason didn't know where he got the time and energy to run so many trumpets.

Stephanie drew them into a small group with terrifying enthusiasm.The group name is "Play without big black and big blue".

Jason: Steven, did I ever say you're a true genius.

Blonde doesn't want to be beaten: No, now you can say, I'm waiting for applause!

Jason: papa papa papa.jpg

Jason: I'll change my name.

The strong don't need sleep: Dick cries.

The oracle is not a prophet: he is still immersed in the love story of Timmy and the mermaid, I have to go tomorrow to hear where he is in the serial in his head.

Blondes don't want to get punched: remember to share in the group.Love you;)

Batman: Me too.

The Strong Don't Need Sleep: Who Changed Kashan's Name? ?

Blonde doesn't want to get spanked: Me, isn't it appropriate?As if any of us could lift one of her pinky fingers.

Guns are man's friend: ?

Blondes don't want to get punched: You really should see the spectacle of Kassan and Bat-Papa sparring, it's a pity to miss it.

Oracles are not prophets: duel practice BC35.AVI

Oracles are not prophets: no thanks.

Jason clicked on the video with reverence and held his breath in shock.

In the video, the petite women are quick and deadly.What he lacks in strength he makes up for in skill and speed.Without redundant words or actions, every attack of the girl is a charge towards the fatal point.She even kept her hand consciously, because she didn't want to hurt other people's lives.

The other protagonist in the video, Bruce, Jason clenched his fist unconsciously when he saw him.He looked older than he remembered, but also more powerful, with old scars all over his bare upper body.

What makes Jason a little happier is that under the premise of pure physical sparring without using tricks and psychological tactics, Bruce fell into a disadvantage in the duel. After Cassandra gained the advantage, he was almost crushed by the girl beat.Her offense is like a storm, giving no time to breathe.

Bruce is one of the pinnacles of physical martial arts that humans can achieve. After Jason got to know him, he hardly made mistakes in physical martial arts duels.Usually it was only Dick and Jason who were preached.This kind of not making mistakes doesn't seem to work in front of Cassandra. She has a pair of vicious eyes, which will force the opponent to make mistakes, and her fists will always point at your most vulnerable place.

Jason watched the entire video in awe.

A gun is a friend of human beings: If I accidentally offend her one day, please tell me and I apologize.

The strong don't need sleep: Whoa, I thought you'd rise to the occasion.

GUNS ARE MAN'S FRIEND: Normally, I don't think about what I say.Now I am pleading for my future self in a thoughtful way.

Bat God of War: I try to be merciful :)

The oracle is not a prophet: I heard Timmy say that you plan to leave Gotham?

Guns Are Man's Friend: Drake! !You whistleblower! ! !

The strong don't need sleep: I'm like an agent who supervises the artist's schedule, who will understand my suffering even if I work hard and get scolded by the artist?

Blondes don't want to get punched: don't argue, you're a teller, always have been.

Guns are human friends: leave later and take care of Saya and Lena.Blake is here too, remember to cook cat food for him.

The strong don't need sleep: Can't the Himalayas take a bath?

Guns are friends of human beings: Shut up, you are not a manager, you are an illegitimate meal who leaked other people's itineraries!

Blondes don't want to get punched: you have to get used to him sooner or later, Timmy is a tentacle monster.Since his breed is still rare, please give him some time.

The strong don't need sleep: Thank you for speaking well of me despite your evil intentions.

The strong don't need sleep: you're bad, Sta.

Guns are friends of man: this is what anyone who sees through your nature will @%&#

The strong don't need sleep: ? ?

The strong don't need sleep: Jason?

The strong don't need sleep: reply me! !

Oracles are not prophets: something is wrong, folks.Timmy, there are no human biometrics detected in your safehouse.

The strong don't need sleep: Oh, maybe it's not so bad.

The strong don't need sleep: if that's what I think.

Blondes don't want to get punched: I'm free, it's only two blocks away, I'll check it out.

The strong don't need sleep: please.

***

Stephanie opened the door of the safe house, "Hey Jason, are you there?"

No one responded to her.Only the little orange cat, Blake, jumped up and scratched her pant leg, meowing.

Stephanie picked Blake up and walked cautiously inside.On the surface, the security system of the safe house has not been invaded, and there are no signs of fighting in the house.It's as if everything that happened just now was just a change in this room due to the prosperity.

Jason's packed backpack was placed on the sofa, where it was just as it was.A few steps further forward is a cell phone that has been dropped on the ground, and it is unsurprisingly the one that Tim gave away.It should be in Jason's hands.

"Okay," Stephanie said to herself, "witness of the event, see what you can tell me."

She squatted in front of the phone, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and picked up the phone through the handkerchief.She looked over and over, but found nothing wrong.

It can't really be that this house is changing dramatically, can it?

Whenever there was a need for a detective like this, Stephanie was tempted to steal Tim's little head and use it.She wasn't a very good detective, but most of the family couldn't get to the level of Tim and Bruce.Those two people are so outstanding that no one else can hold a candle to them.

Blake tugged at Stephanie's clothes, meowing anxiously.Stephanie pressed the kitten into her arms, "Be good, I will play with you after the matter is resolved."

"I didn't see him, I didn't fight, I didn't sneak in, he was swallowed by this house," Stephanie said.Under the cover of her loose blonde hair, the bluetooth headset blinked, indicating that the call was in progress.

Tim's words came through the Bluetooth headset, "Is there any other living things in the room? Cats and dogs or something, or mice?"

"Can you stop cursing the sanitation of your safehouse," Stephanie muttered, glancing around.She knelt down and looked under the sofa, but saw nothing except a layer of dust and the fried chicken nuggets kicked in last night.

"He won't come out," Tim thought as if with a voice, "Why didn't he come out? Stephen, look again, is there anything extra in the room?"

"You're giving me a hard time," Stephanie said. "I don't know how you guys cleaned this place last night."

"Turn on the video mode." Barbara joined the connection, "Let me see."

Barbara wasn't really the best detective in the family.But she's also a real genius.She doesn't have Bruce's terrifyingly broad knowledge and Tim's wormhole-like logical reasoning ability, but she has an innate image memory ability.In other words, she is a walking human eye camera.

Stephanie holds up her phone and points the camera at the scene in the room, focusing on the living room where she picked it up.The phone swiped from left to right, and Barbara stopped there.

Stephanie's hand stopped in mid-air.

Barbara said with certainty, "On the window sill, in the second flower pot from the left, there is an extra grass."

Tim is not a careful breeder. The greenery on the balcony always tends to be cacti and geraniums that are easy to feed.Barbara said, "Unless you improvised last night to have a mimosa in a pot."

"…No, we didn't." Tim sighed loudly. "Are there nothing else?"

"No."

Stephanie stepped forward to look curiously, and the tender green grass was lying quietly in the flower pot, shy and harmless.Blake broke free from Stephanie's arms and jumped onto the balcony, wrapping his limp body around the flower pot like a loyal little guard.

The kitten poked the mimosa with its tail, and in an instant, all the tender grass leaves trembled and gathered together.Blake's eyes widened, "Meow meow!"

Tim's calm, implying collapse came from the Bluetooth headset, "That's right."

"That's Jason."

"..."

"..."

"What are you talking about?" Stephanie took the Bluetooth headset out of her ear, turned it around and put it on again, "My headset is broken, I have to fix it."

"I'll go and see for myself." Barbara's voice revealed a forced indifference, "I'll log out of the connection first."

"I'll be right over." Cassandra, who didn't know when she joined the connection, quietly hung up.

Now it's just Stephanie and Tim on the line, who sighs loudly, "Open the door, I'm at the door."

Stephanie turned her eyes to Mimosa who was identified as Jason.The grass swayed without wind, swaying from side to side, because the swaying range was too large, the grass blades trembled and gathered up again.

Stephanie saw the collapse of a strong man's inner world in this small movement.She comforted her sympathetically, "It's actually quite cute."

"It's cute." Tim reassured.

The boys and girls gathered in the safehouse last night surrounded an innocent little potted plant.The mimosa stood motionless in the pot, like a dead grass.However, his precious brother Blake betrayed him mercilessly.The little orange cat squatted beside Xiaocao, raised its head and meowed at Tim.

After listening to a few words, Tim nodded and said, "It said that Jason changed, and Blake was terrified."

"Wait a minute, please," Stephanie raised her hand, and question marks were about to fall from the top of her head, "Why do you understand cats?"

"That's not the point." Tim frowned, he stretched out a finger, and poked the grass lightly, "Are you okay, Jay?"

The mimosa leaves closed again, and the little pot plant lashed Tim's fingers angrily with its branches.Anyone can hallucinate the big characters on the top of the potted plant: I, no, yes!

Cassandra squatted next to the potted plant, her eyes were serious and focused, "If we water him, will he grow up and become a human?"

"I don't think so." Tim stopped her from going to the toilet to fetch water just in time.He supported his forehead, sat on the sofa in a big man's position, and was thinking about the small potted plant, "I can't think of a solution. I know that you have become a human and want to find another potted plant, should we bring a mimosa to meet?" Mimosas all over Gotham?"

"What if it's not just Gotham." Barbara's red lips parted slightly, spit out a more terrifying possibility.

"Haven't you guys thought about it?" Stephanie looked left and right, and the other three gave her suspicious looks, "God, you really haven't thought about it!"

The blond girl spread her hands, "It's September, and it's the flowering season of the mimosa. What if Jason Grass, er, Jason Mimosa successfully pollinates and blooms?"

……

……

A bubble showing the picture popped up above everyone's head.

Jason, who had grass on his head, was lying on the sofa, sweaty and grim.Tim sat and held his hand. "Be strong, Jason!"

Stephanie cheered him on, "Come on, you can do it! The baby is coming out soon!"

Cassandra took out a small potted plant wrapped in a bundle under the pulled-up sheet, "One, two, three," she counted, "Seven, seven fruits!"

Seven small potted plants wrapped in bundles were placed on the window sill, and Barbara took a watering can to water them in the wind, "Look, what a healthy child, Bruce is now a grandpa."

A big blue bird descended from the sky.Dick made a handsome appearance, and jumped into the balcony with his hands, "Why didn't you call me at the party?"

His movements were not careful, and his palm was pressed right on one of the small mimosa trees.

Stephanie hugged her face and screamed, "Kid, Jason's kid!!"

Tim hugged his face and screamed, "Dick killed Jason's kid!!!"

Dick covered his face and screamed, "I killed Bruce's grandson!!!!"

……

……

Everyone shuddered in unison.

"Why don't you just forget it." Tim said, looking down at the small potted plant at his feet, "Why don't you wait a few months, let's figure it out in November."

Mimosa furiously whipped Tim's pant leg with the gathered leaves.

The author has something to say: I want to know what's in my head

When I write this paragraph, I see everything in front of my eyes: Jason Todd's first child Qibao (?)

Guns are good friends of man: Barrel

The strong don't need sleep: Mention

Blondes don't want to get spanked: Stephanie

Batman: Cassandra

Oracles are not prophets: Barbara