A retired magician raises a bucket daily

I squeezed the bus for the second time as an adult.Jason hid his gun before getting into the bus, hood tucked in the crook of his arm, and with the other hand he pulled the sling on the bus.

He felt the people pushing on both sides, and the sweltering heat that was rare in this season.

Why are there always so many people in this car?

Jason thought.

If it wasn't really a matter of Black Mask coming to him, Jason would have to pull out his gun and feed him a few bullets.

Who would have thought that Jason Todd, who would secretly drive a Batmobile at the age of 14, ride a motorcycle at the age of 15, and even drive a spaceship at the age of 20, would actually get bus sick.

This is simply a murder weapon.Red Hood draws a conclusion on the bus.

Maybe it was because he didn't eat enough or he had been lying down for too long these two days. He was bumped by the unrepaired road and his stomach turned.When he got out of the car, his face was pale, and it took a long time to calm down the discomfort in his stomach while holding on to the lamp post.

Then he tidied up his clothes, put on a hood, and swaggered towards the Iceberg Club.

It's only evening, but it can already be called night for Gotham. The dark clouds over the city are low and low, which is extremely oppressive and makes people feel a little inexplicable panic.

"Dahong, do you know how much money you have cost me?"

Just as Jason walked in, he heard the impatient voice of a man in a black suit sitting on the sofa.

Wow, he didn't bring his group of useless men with him.

"Let me think about it, what have I done to you recently? Oh, the robot I smashed last time? Is that valuable?" Jason sat down on the sofa in front of him, "It's too brittle, is it yours?" Did your subordinates cut corners?"

The black mask gritted his teeth, "I've been waiting for you for an hour and 46 minutes."

"Sweet, I'm touched." He laughed under the red hood. "But I did it on purpose."

The black mask's eyes darkened, and Jason didn't know how he could see his emotions from the dark eyes trapped in the skull. In short...it just didn't look very good.

"You're always letting me down, Red."

God, what is this dude talking about?

"I don't remember that I have given you any expectations." Red Hood shrugged, "So, what's the matter with you, or did you say you missed me?"

"The clown is looking for you." Black Mask finally remembered his original intention of coming to this place, although he only wanted to see a joke at first, who let this brat blow up his entire laboratory - but the clown, that lunatic, he was there again Planning something new, which made Black Mask vigilant.Although they are all criminal masters, they are not in the same group. When the clown is doing things, let alone them, he even cheats his accomplices.

"..." The corners of the mouth under the hood that no one could see were tense, Jason's mind went blank for a moment, and he said in a strange tone, "This is really... a surprise."

"Listen, Big Red, I don't care what's going on between you and him..."

"Ouch," Jason promptly expressed his disapproval of this sentence with a particle particle, "Are you here to disgust me today?"

"..." Roman rolled his eyes, and succinctly omitted other things to say, "I'm here to ask you to cooperate."

"Oh, oh what? What did I hear? I thought you'd learned to behave after I blew up your lab?"

Black Mask has always known that he always speaks in this tone, but he still feels his blood pressure soaring from anger.He should use this to deal with the clown, Black Mask thought, the two of them could really kill each other.

If Jason could hear what Roman was thinking in his heart, he would definitely tell him that there can only be one result between the red hood and the clown, that is, he shot the clown's head and exploded.

"We cooperate." Black Mask said, "No matter what that lunatic wants to do, he will make me unable to make money."

"You didn't even know what he wanted to do, so you came to me?" Red Hood raised his eyebrows, "I have to say, my opinion of you has changed, Roman, you look a lot like your name now."

"..." As long as the enemy is not a clown, he should have gotten into a fight with Red Hood 10 minutes ago. Black Mask held back his temper and asked in frustration, "Just say whether you want to cooperate or not."

Jason spread his hands, "What about sincerity? You have to be sincere when asking for cooperation, right?"

Black Mask asked, "What do you want?"

"Information," Jason said with a very calm face. He has only taken over the Iceberg Club for a few days, and his subordinates are not in harmony. It is more convenient to collect intelligence with a black mask.He didn't want to be influenced by that lunatic again, at least this time, he wanted to reverse the situation, "Give me information about the clown."

"He's hanging out with a bunch of people he's never seen before," said Black Mask, who's been keeping an eye out since the Joker disappeared from Arkham Asylum for no apparent reason, and the Joker has indeed been sighted in certain parts of Gotham , but this time he is no longer as high-profile as before, his whereabouts have become secretive, and he is careful everywhere so that no one will notice.

He must be planning something big.

Jason guessed it should be the group of people in black robes. In the official video about the disappearance of the clown, he heard Reed say in shock that the clown had drawn a summoning circle on the wall... unless the clown is healing in Arkham When he was young, his brain was damaged by electricity, and he realized the true meaning of magic in one night. Otherwise, it would have been someone outside who helped him and rescued the clown.

Then there is the group of people in black robes. It should be part of their plan that he will be attacked that night. Combined with the fact that "the clown is looking for him", it is enough to show that he is a fragrant mom now, and he must have something something is what they want.

And he himself, apart from dying and resurrecting, is no different from others... yes, dying and resurrecting——

That means he had more or less a connection with hell.

Hell...damn it!

Jason tilted to the side with a bit of a headache, thinking in his head while listening to the black mask talking to him.

Constantine told them what the effect of the enchantment that appeared in the six different regions was, and what would happen to Gotham if the enchantment actually worked.

But those enchantments that collect grievances have been destroyed, and the plan to turn the city upside down can no longer be opened... What else do they want?

A few seconds later, Jason was startled. Since they had this plan, why did they put a curse on him in the first place and lure him to Bludhaven?Just hide it and wait for the resentment to gather, and then the plan will succeed, wouldn't it be fine?

Unless... that was PlanA and he was PlanB, PlanA was just a decoy.

Because they don't know that the curse on them has been lifted?

He'd asked Reed about the gates of hell, and on their way back from Bludhaven, he'd offered to fix what Constantine said was an enchantment on the islands around Gotham, but Reed Refused, he said, the gate of hell is a general term, if a certain place gathers too much resentment and undead, there will be a gate to hell open for a short time, the same is that if a person gathers With too much resentment and necromancy, this person will also become a 'gate of hell'.

Reed told him, don't go to that kind of place again, the curse on you will be attracted to that writing, and it will attract those things.

He suddenly understood at this moment.

They want to be the 'gate' themselves.

By the time Jason finished his work and came out of the Iceberg Club, it was already very late, and the city would look very empty after the early morning.It wasn't like this before, at least when he was Robin, there were always criminals and always evil in Gotham Midnight.I just heard that in recent years, Batman's methods have become more brutal and violent, and criminals dare not take the lead, especially now that the clown escaped from prison. Everyone of them understands the deep blood feud between the clown and Batman, and no one dares to come here. Time to provoke Batman's wrath.

He was walking on the broad street, and occasionally he would meet one or two beggars sitting in the alley by the side of the road. They cowered in the darkness, their bodies bent, but their eyes were full of greedy light, like a black man waiting for an opportunity. cat.

Jason relied on his scattered memories to find the place where he and Batman fought last night.

After searching around for half an hour, he finally found his motorcycle in a broken corner of an abandoned building.

Not damaged or stolen.

Jason whistled, and his depressed mood eased a little.

But when he drove back to Reed's house, stood at the door, and took out the bronze house key he was given from his pocket, his mood was at the bottom of the day.

He doesn't want Reed involved in these things, and he doesn't want Reed hooked up with the Joker.

The magician just needs to know that in that illusion, he held the hand of 15-year-old Robin and killed Gotham's biggest villain.

He didn't have to... risk it for himself.Jason thought.

The key was inserted into the lock, turned a few times and made a crisp sound. Jason walked in slowly and closed the door softly.

Reed was asleep.He heard slow breathing in the room as he went up the stairs.It may be because Reed is used to living alone, and his bedroom never likes to close the door. Jason can see a large bulge on Reed's bed in the room when he is on the stairs.

The moonlight cast a thin and long shadow from the half-drawn curtains, and fell on the undulating light-colored quilt.

I should thank him.

But if he said a word to me, maybe I wouldn't be able to leave.

Jason suddenly felt a surge of sadness welling up from his throat.

The person on the bed was delicate and pale, standing beside the vampire's bed, with his head bowed and covered in darkness, like a silent knight.

"I'm leaving," he knelt down and whispered, "We agreed, I will leave after the curse is resolved."

Rather than explaining it to Reed, it seemed more like he was convincing himself.

Reed's eyelashes trembled, Jason held his breath at that moment, and he didn't know whether he wanted Reed to wake up or not.

"Thank you."

He moved closer to the person on the bed.

With a slight tremor, he kissed the vampire's lips.

Sandalwood lingers briefly on the tip of his nose.

Then he stood up and walked out without looking back.

Reed didn't move until the young man's footsteps became softer and disappeared into the house.

Under the thick moonlight, he wrapped some quilts tightly, hiding his flushed cheeks and beating heart inside.