A retired magician raises a bucket daily

There was a slight breathing sound in the earphones, and after a few seconds, Jason said, "It's okay, the old man won't find out."

Reed pursed his lips, put his hand on Bruce's outstretched hand with a stiff expression, the other party smiled, and gently pulled him into the dance floor, with the other hand resting on his waist .

Reed heard Jason add, "If you're tired from jumping, you can step on him a few more times."

He didn't tell Reid that the communicator was still connected to a camera, and he was very much looking forward to seeing the old man's embarrassed and speechless expression.

Under the cover of soft dance music, the voice with a little electric noise was captured by Reed.

"...Since I've only just started scanning the building, you have 36 minutes and [-] seconds to spend with this beautiful lady."

The dress spun out of the way, curling up against the man's calf, and Reed noticed that Bruce also had a tiny earphone on his ear.

Indeed, this should be regarded as a family habit.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the voice that seemed to be elderly say slowly, "Although I desperately want to have a real hostess at home, and this lady has an irresistible beauty, but Master Bruce, I I need to remind you that there is no information about her in the database."

Oh, Mr. Wayne's expression changed.He smiled even sweeter.

These men are horrible.

"Miss Webb Vervet, I have never heard your name before. It stands to reason that I should have heard of a unique lady like you." Bruce clings to his hand and twirls it in a circle.

Reed just smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up, but said nothing.

"May I ask, where has Mr. Del gone? I haven't seen him since the ball. It would be a gentleman's dereliction to leave you here alone."

"He's testing you." Jason's words overlapped with another strange voice who suddenly joined the conversation.

"—Is this how you talk to girls? With all due respect, you seem the least gentlemanly one."

At the climax of the piano sound, the high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound on the ground, and Reed happened to see the man who was speaking.

He sported a fine mustache and winked at Reed with a cheerful twinkle in his honey-colored eyes.

Of course Reed recognized him at a glance, a playboy with the same reputation as Bruce Wayne, a New York rich man, Iron Man, a member of the Avengers, Tony Stark.

The first condition to become a superhero is to have money?Reed thought puzzled.

At the same time, Jason's voice in the headset suddenly became very soft, "I found them."

Immediately followed were a few quick screams and the violent wind of magic brushing against the ear, and a low hum that was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the eardrum from the communicator. The vampire's excellent hearing was defeated by it. He didn't notice that he took the wrong dance step and stepped on Bruce's instep.

He focused all his attention on Jason, and didn't pay attention to the severity of his feet. The strength of an adult male, especially an adult male vampire, is not comparable to that of ordinary girls. The rich man's brows trembled imperceptibly, and his doubts deepened. .

Jason knew that Luther was crazy, but he didn't expect that Luther would be so crazy that he opened the laboratory in the underground of his group.

There are at least six floors.He noticed, and researched everything, genes, cloning, biochemical weapons... Seriously, he is more dangerous than Superman, and there should be one less Lex Luthor in Arkham.

This is the department for genetic research. Jason glanced quickly, surrounded by dark red lights, and the smell of formalin permeated the air. Covering the lower half of his face, with a domino mask over his eyes, the earphones fell to the ground, and he was unfortunately killed in the attack just now.

There is also a pool of blood next to it, not his, but left when he fought with the magicians.

Jason stared gloomyly at the place where the men in black had just disappeared - there was a strange pattern on the ground.

It's the exact same trick that the Joker disappeared from Arkham.

What kind of deal did they make with Luthor?In this kind of ghost place?genetic research?

He knew that Luther and Superman had a long-standing grudge, and even used Superman's genes to create many cloned Superman, Superboy, Doomsday, Bizarro...

What is it this time?He hasn't given up on this path yet?Why would Superman get out of hand during the day?

Jason took a deep breath and slowly got up from the ground. He had to go back before the alarm sounded. After all, there was a big bat watching upstairs. If he left for too long, he would definitely be suspected. Or, now He was already suspected.

His eyes flicked past the metal nameplate at the door, Professor Fergus.

He jotted down the name in his mind, maybe this person knew something.

Less than 10 minutes had passed since Jason avoided the cameras from every corner, successfully reached the toilet, changed his clothes, and returned to the banquet.Reed jumped around a few times with a smirk, and was transferred from Iron Man's hands to Batman's again.

They have been dancing for more than ten minutes, and his feet will be broken if he jumps down again. Are these men perpetual motion machines?The one that keeps dancing as long as you hold your partner's hand?Or is this the pathetic comparison of men?

He has been wanting to find Jason since the headset broke, but too many people are staring at him, and Reid can't speak. If the magic he left on Jason has not been triggered, he can confirm that Jason If nothing happened, he might have left the group of people at the scene long ago.

So when he found Jason walking into the hall, while he was relieved, he kept blinking at him, implying him:

Hurry up and come save me!

"Can you give me back my dance partner, Mr. Bruce?" Jason stepped forward and said, he didn't even hide his voice, and his tone was full of gloating smiles, so that in the eyes of outsiders, this scene was somewhat tense. It's actually kind of funny.

He forcefully took the lady in the purple dress back into his arms, grabbed his wrist with one hand and put the other on his waist, blocking the unreasonable hollow design.Reed relaxed a little. He didn't smell any blood from Jason, so he naturally shifted his focus from his tired legs to him.

Bruce obviously recognized his voice, and his expression suddenly became weird, vacillating between the two of them in an intimate position.

Reed turned his head and showed him his first sincere smile of the night, "Sorry, I stepped on you so many times."

"..." was a man's voice.

Bruce Wayne froze in place.

His eyes stayed on the face of 'Miss Weber', with an expression as if he wanted to eat someone, and it took him a few seconds to barely recognize someone from that pretty face.

Jason had enjoyed enough of the embarrassment of the old bat, and he was immediately happy physically and mentally, feeling comfortable, and led Reed to the side.

"What's the matter?" Reed asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. "He ran away?"

"Well," Jason said, shaking his hand, "but I left trackers on them."

"Should be able to follow to find clues about the clown."

"Tired?" Jason bent his eyes to look at Reed. He turned himself into a completely different person. He even wore colored contact lenses for his eyes. Only when he smiled, did he have the unique flamboyance that belongs to Jason Todd. .

Reed nodded, and while hiding himself behind the flourishing flowers on the table, he collected the small pastries on the table into his own small plate.

Fighting and dancing with rich guys is really exhausting.

"Alberto? Oh, old friend, how long has it been since we saw each other?" A strange man came up to them with champagne and opened his arms exaggeratedly to give Jason a hug.

"You have changed so little," he smiled, "I have gray hair, and you actually look younger than before."

"Louis!" Jason's expression remained unchanged, and he began to chat with the man with a familiar smile, quietly blocking the man's sight from prying behind him.

Before he came, he had investigated all the people who came to the appointment, and he had memorized the appearance and name of each of them. He had also studied Alberto Del's interpersonal relationships, and it was not a problem to pretend for a few hours.

Reed noticed that when Jason spoke, even his accent took on a bit of an Italian-style tongue roll.

He tilted his head and ate the cake bit by bit.

The sweet cream melted on the tip of his tongue, and the crystal lamp hanging above refracted the brilliant light into his amber eyes.

He thought that the decision to come back from England was indeed right.

After the evening banquet, the two of them returned to the hotel.

Reed was so tired that he wanted to lie on the sofa and couldn't get up. When he took off his high heels, the feeling of finally being able to step on the ground made him almost cry with excitement.

Jason loosened his tie, hung his suit jacket on the hanger, picked up his laptop and pressed the button, a map was displayed on it, and several red light spots were moving, which were exactly what Jason had left on the man in black robe. Tracker, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that everything is fine now.

He turned on the eavesdropping function, which may be caused by magic interference. The eavesdropping equipment does not work very well, and the buzzing noise is always interfering.

Jason decided to wait until they reached their destination. They always had to go back to report to the clown or discuss other tactics, otherwise it would be pointless to spend a lot of time on these things.

Considering that Tim had helped a lot before, it was rare for Jason to generously share this clue with the other party.

Tim:

- did you lie to me?Are you so kind?

Jason:

-for the sake of your help.

Tim:

-......

-Fine.

Jason: Yay, another free labor scam.

He took Reed, who was already drowsy and about to fall asleep, to remove the makeup on his face, and pushed him into the bathroom to take a bath.

The vampire stood by the bathroom, pulling the door with his fingers, with a gentle smile on his brows, "Aren't you going to wash together?"

Jason gripped his forearm tightly, paused for a few seconds before smiling, his voice was hoarse, full of hints, "If you don't want to sleep today, it's not impossible."

"..." The vampire opened his hand little by little, put it back, and then closed the door.

Jason laughed out loud, and asked him outside the bathroom door, "It's so easy to be shy, how did you say that sentence just now?"

There was silence for a while, and the bathroom door was opened again. Reed, who hadn't started taking a shower, seemed to have been soaked in hot water, and his ears turned red.

"Not shy," he explained, "I didn't dance with you today."

"I danced with them all, so I want to do something with you..."