A retired magician raises a bucket daily

"I'm going to Metropolis tomorrow." Reed rolled over under the quilt, facing Jason's direction.

It was already bright daylight outside the window, and the time on the mobile phone showed that it was past eleven o'clock in the morning, and the two creatures who were day and night turned upside down had just woken up not long ago——from the pile of discs they bought from Reed last night I dug out a literary movie to watch, and discussed its literary value for a long time, and finally didn't fall asleep until after midnight.

The goose down quilt stained with the light sandalwood fragrance of Reed's body stacked the two of them underneath.After staying up all night for several consecutive nights, Mr. Red Hood, who finally cleaned up the mess under his hands, was still quietly sinking into the pillow.

"Well," Jason moved, and a deep response came out of his throat, "what are you going to do?"

November was coming to an end, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the chill came in through the window cracks. Reed's hand stretched out a little, and then retracted quickly.He moved a little closer to Jason's position, and the warm human body temperature made the vampire with cold hands and feet all the year round breathe a sigh of relief.

"I need to add illustrations to the new book, I have to discuss it with the artist, and negotiate a contract with the publisher, and so on."

Jason seemed to be used to it, and he could accurately grasp Reed's hand with his eyes closed. He pressed the vampire's hand into his palm, and then opened his eyes a little.

There were fine dust floating in the light at the window, and the dark green eyes focused for a few seconds before falling on Reed's face.

"One day? Or two days?"

"I wanted to stay for one night," Reed held Jason's hand backwards, and his fingertips slid between his fingers into a gesture of interlocking fingers, he added, "but now... .Should be back that day."

"Okay." Metropolis is more peaceful than Gotham - most of the time.

Reed: "Whose phone is ringing?"

"Mine." Jason stretched out his hand to touch it, and held the buzzing and vibrating phone in front of him, "Xiaohong?"

"I've sent you the pictures. Lex has a dinner party tomorrow, and he invited a lot of people." Red Robin yawned as he spoke, "If you must check it out and avoid B, he should do the same. exist."

"Thanks, Xiaohong, do you really not want to be my Robin?"

"You're dreaming." Tim rolled his eyes over there, and hung up the phone neatly.

Jason has been busy cleaning up the gangsters in Gotham these two days, and he can't find time to investigate where the men in black robes who ran away with the clown went, so please leave this matter to Batman investigates Red Robin.

Of course, it wasn't free - Jason promised to attend the family reunion at the end of the month, and as long as nothing happened that day, he would go back to Wayne Manor.

Dick Grayson is awesome, and he's managed to get all the bros to acquiesce and accept the idea that house parties are indispensable.

If one day the devil cubs also urge him to let him go home...

Jason was completely sleepy at the thought of this, and was woken up by a shiver.

He flipped through the pictures Tim had sent and said whoa, "I think... maybe we're actually going to spend a night at the Met."

"What's the matter?" Reed, who was replying to edit the text message, looked up at him, "Are you going to Metropolis too?"

Jason turned the phone screen in front of Reed. It was a picture with low pixels. Perhaps because the shooting environment was at night, the picture looked very blurry, but it was enough for people to distinguish it.

The upper left corner is captured by the surveillance camera. The time is around two o’clock in the morning today. From the picture, several black and thin figures in robes can be seen, and the place they are walking into is the gate of Lex Luthor’s company. .

Reed really couldn't figure out what they were going to do. The demons were all sent back to hell by Constantine. The exorcist said that he had notified Lucifer in advance that the demon wanted to stir up tension between the human world and the underground world. Dispute, this is enough for the Lord of Hell to swallow it alive, how could it be possible to come out to make trouble?

"Then I'll book a hotel," Reed said.

"One more thing." Jason remembered something and asked him with a smile, "If you want, can you come to the dinner with me?"

"Dinner? Lex Luthor's charity meeting?" Reed remembered that he seemed to have seen it in the newspaper. "He invited you? A metropolitan entrepreneur invited Gotham's gang leaders to a charity meeting?"

It might really be doing charity.

Jason had already got up from the bed, he put on a long-sleeved jacket, "No, but I can make him 'think' he invited me."

Oh, Reid remembered the basic skills of the Bat family, they are all computer experts, hacking the computer of the Lex Group is not a problem for them.

He hugged the goose down quilt and turned over, stuffed himself in the quilt and said, "Okay, I agree—"

"—Then do I need to prepare something? It seems that there is no suitable suit for the attendance, should I buy one?"

"No, I'm here to get ready." Jason glanced at him and said slowly, "The requirements for dinner parties are always more demanding. I know a store that makes dresses, er, clothes very well."

The magician did not hear his concealment and readily agreed.

In the early morning of the next day, it rained a little in Gotham today, and the wind was mixed with fine drizzle. Reed wrapped himself in a scarf and a woolen coat, and stood running around in place, with his untied half-length curly hair hanging , covering the tips of his red ears that were frozen.

In order to deceive others, the two of them decided to drive Reed's Land Rover to the metropolis.

"Bringing so many things, are we going to the Metropolis for the winter?" Reed asked Jason after closing the trunk.In the past, when he went out to do errands, he basically went there empty-handed, and came back empty-handed. At most, he carried a few gems to replenish his magic power in his pocket, not more.

"It's all equipment and weapons." One of the first things Batman taught them was to be prepared. You always think deeper than your enemies think.

That's why Batman has PlanABCDE...not even shark repellant in his universal belt.

"Do you like to travel?" Reed asked Jason. The car was driving smoothly towards the metropolis, and the sky over another city visible to the naked eye was clear, as if the dark clouds were afraid of the city that was sheltered by the gods on earth.

When he was young, he was weak and sick, and he basically never went out. When he grew up, he was imprisoned by his family in a room that didn't even have a window.It wasn't until he was sixteen or seventeen that he sneaked out of the Clock Tower with the help of his friends.

It was his first trip, traveling across the ocean to the east, on the island country of Japan, he witnessed a war for the 'Holy Grail', those heroes passed down in myths and legends across time and space The long river appears in this world.

The collision between the king and the minister, the evil way and the righteous way gave him the idea of ​​writing a book. He wanted to travel and see a wider world.

"Traveling?" Jason thought, he has been to many places, but all of them are to learn the skills of killing people, just like rootless duckweed, which is called wandering, but Jason said, "If it is with you If so, I feel good."

"Then let's go together after everything here is settled? It's like the road movie I watched that day." Reid said enthusiastically, and then clicked on the memo on the phone to record this incident.

Jason smiled, cleared his throat, and said in the voice of a teenager in a movie, "If I accompany you, won't you be afraid if you walk a billion light-years away?*"

"God, Jay, stop!" The magician was stunned for a second, and then he laughed and couldn't hold the phone steady. "We've agreed, we won't discuss the plot anymore!"

After arriving in the metropolis, they first went to the pre-booked hotel to register, and then put all their luggage in. Jason took out the computer and other equipment, preparing to hack into the network of the Lex Group, and faked a night for the two of them. The electronic banquet letter mixed into the banquet scene.

Reed changed his thick woolen overcoat.Metropolis is much hotter than Gotham, and the sun is still high in the sky.Obviously, in various literary works or in the introduction column of vampires in the clock tower library, it is clearly stated that such creatures are afraid of sunlight, but it has to be said that Reed is indeed a special case.

He stood and stretched comfortably under the warm sunshine of the metropolis, and the dark and humid air of Gotham almost softened his bones.

Reed walked into the publishing house and took the elevator up according to the floor number given to him by Ms. Amy.

"Teacher! Over here."

He saw Amy waving to him from afar.The lady is actually only 25 years old this year, a little younger than Reed, wearing a white shirt and a black hip-wrapped skirt, with long light yellow curly hair, she looks very cute, with a kind of immature feeling that does not suit business wear, but she has grown An unfounded heart.

"You arrived safely, woo woo woo, I'm so afraid that something will happen to you in Gotham..." Amy checked Reed up and down to see if there was any missing weight on Reed's body, "Otherwise, I'll just stay here this time. Come on, the company can arrange a place for you."

Reed waved his hand and followed her into the meeting room, "No, I just bought a new house, and I want to stay longer."

Amy: "?"

"Would you rather buy two houses in Gotham than live in the Metropolis?"

"Gotham can stimulate my creative desire." Reed explained, reassuring the little girl who looked a little bit fried.

"..." as if your first few books were not written in England.

Amy sighed, her shoulders slumped, and she looked less energetic than before. She introduced another person in the meeting room to Reed, "This is Teacher Renner, you should have seen his works ? It is currently being serialized in our publishing house's monthly manga magazine."

Reed went up and shook hands with the handsome young man with brown eyes.

"Hello, I'm Reed Christian." He introduced himself, but when he approached, he could feel the smell of blood emanating from the other person.

He was hurt, and not badly.

Is cartoonist such a high-risk occupation?The smile on Reed's face remained unchanged, but he was thinking of something else.

"Hi, I've heard about you for a long time," the young man was a little surprised. He thought that the writer who could write such a work would be a 45-year-old uncle, but he didn't expect him to be so young. It is no exaggeration to say that if he is willing to enter the entertainment industry, he can earn a lot of money even if he just takes some photos, "I am Kyle Rayner."

"Then let's agree on which scenes to draw in total?" Amy asked.

Kyle nodded, hiding a yawn that was about to blurt.

As the third Green Lantern on Earth, Kyle Rayner just came back from OA this morning. Their battle with the Yellow Lantern Corps just came to an end yesterday, and they didn't have time to heal all the wounds. His one in the universe The almost useless mobile phone in the middle reminded him at six o'clock in the morning that he had an appointment in the Metropolis this morning.

Who would give up a soft, comfortable bed if it weren't for poverty?

The artist agrees on the surface, but his brain has already begun to empty.

The author has something to say: Batman will.

*The movie they watched was The Cure

Two children redeeming each other.Eric has a withdrawn personality, and Durst is terminally ill. Eric tried every means to cure Durst's disease. After many treatments failed, Eric resolutely took Durst on the road A journey to seek medical treatment.This is an atypical road movie, very healing and depressing.

What Jason said was that Eric told Durst in the movie: I will give you my shoes. If you have walked so many light years in your dream and still can’t reach the end, then look down, Why am I still holding Eric's stinky sneakers at this time?I must still be dreaming, I'm still on Earth, still lying in that sleeping bag.