A retired magician raises a bucket daily

For magicians, the spells that today's technology can achieve cannot be called magic, but for those humans who do not belong to the magic world, this is magic.

Jason felt this thing when Reed was able to change his observation form among the people around him and electronic equipment.

So there is no doubt that after the other party was taken away by another magician, there was no trace left behind.

ha!This god damn magic world.

Before Jason woke up from the porch, the first thing he felt was a dull pain in the back of his head, just like when he was attacked in the alley before, and then someone hit him on the head with a brick—maybe He had a concussion—he was followed by hearing, and the loud cat meowing was getting closer and closer from a distant place, and it kept echoing in his ears, more persistent than the alarm clock at six o'clock in the morning.Jason closed his eyes and lay on the ground for a while, his fingertips still felt sore and numb, as if the anesthetic had just worn off.

"Fuck..." In front of him was the unfocused white ceiling, he cursed first, and then he lifted himself up from the floor a little bit, he reached out and touched the back of his head, his fingers could touch There was a bulge in the middle, probably from a swollen bag that hit the ground, "Hiss...ah, shit!"

The cat carefully licked his finger, and the animal's rough tongue brushed against the skin, with a little itchiness. Jason sat on a raised step in the entrance, scratched the cat's chin, and recalled what happened just now. What, how is he lying here?

Before he lost consciousness, the last thing he saw was the back of Reed stuffing food into the refrigerator... After that, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't remember anything.Jason picked up the cat and stood up from the floor.

"Reed! Richard!" Jason yelled twice, but the room was very quiet and no one answered.So he looked around, and there were still a few handbags he had just brought up in the corner by the door, and the cakes were still stacked in them.

"Do you know where he went?" Jason asked the cat, but the white cat just looked at him with innocent eyes, Jason and the cat looked at each other for a few seconds, put the cat on the sofa, and murmured: " Forget it, you can't talk either."

Jason took out his mobile phone and called Reed. Something must have happened, so he was knocked unconscious at the door... But who could approach him quietly and unnoticed? ?It's not that Jason is boasting, but he has also been in the League of Assassins for a while, and he is very good at both stealth and anti-stealth. There are only a handful of people in this world who can get close to him without being noticed. number.

unless......

A reminder that the other party's phone was turned off came from the phone, and Jason hung up the call with a dark face.

Unless the other party uses very human means, such as magic.

"So I lost my boyfriend again?" Jason spoke into the air, wanting to have a bit of a bittersweet atmosphere, so that he would not be so irritable, but his eyes were as cold as condensation at this moment Clenched in the ice, the palms of the hands were clenched into fists, and the tendons of the hands bulged on the back of the hands. It seemed that the wall could be smashed through in a second.

"..." Jason stood still and took a deep breath. He told himself that he must calm down.

"Hold!"

Jason's eyes were already bloodshot, and he was staring at the screen, which was the surveillance video of the living room.

Judging from the surveillance, he had been lying in the entrance for more than two hours, and in the video of them just returning home two hours ago, Reed did not appear.That scene was very weird, he was the only one in the surveillance, like a one-man show of a mental patient: he opened the door, the cat slipped in through the crack of the door, he put a bunch of handbags aside, facing the empty One person’s room was talking to himself, and then he left and went downstairs to get something and then came up again. One person stuffed the food into the refrigerator, and when he wanted to get another bag of things, he suddenly passed out for some reason, and just lay on the ground like that Until he woke up again.

If it weren't for the video from a while ago and the picture of him and Reed going out this morning still on the computer, Jason would almost wonder if the magician named 'Reed' is a character he imagined, Lazarus Spring Water Finally, he messed up his brain, in order not to make himself look like a lonely person, so he imagined a fictional character with perfect appearance and perfect personality to be his boyfriend.

This was the third cigarette in half an hour. Jason squeezed the butt of the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. His computer room was filled with smoke.Although Reed usually doesn't mind him smoking, he must not smoke too hard. He pressed his temple tiredly, then leaned forward and moved the window a little. The cold air outside the window squeezed in, and the coldness Blowing away, the choking smell of smoke lingering around was blown away.

It was a magician who took Reid away.Jason can be sure that no one on the magic side will do this. He also knows Titan's Raven and Zatana. Magicians are not that sensitive to surveillance. If they encounter surveillance video, they will directly destroy it instead of This creates a cognitive error in the viewer's brain.

But where did they go?

This is a good question. He could hardly find any traces of Reed's departure, and the trackers on Reed, including the ones he just put on two days ago, all failed.Just like when the underground magnetic field is greater than the earth's magnetic field, the compass will fail and the pointer will spin around.Those tracking locators on Reed are in this state now.Jason knew with his feet that it was absolutely impossible for Reed to be in Tibet one second and appear in France the next second, and Italy in the third second, unless he was really a student of Hogwarts, and he had no doubts about the 'immigrant'. Shape-changing' this skill is very skilled.

Jason licked his lips. The bitter tobacco made his lips dry, and the irritability that could not be suppressed by nicotine came up again, as if a hand wanted to pinch his heart and suffocate him.

The phone lit up at this moment, Jason grabbed the phone, the caller ID was an unknown call, but the caller was from London, England.Jason swiped his finger twice before connecting the phone, only then did he realize that his fingers were shaking.

"..." After the call was connected, before he could speak, there was a slightly noisy voice, as if there were many people there, and they sounded very young.

"Flat, are you reliable! Can you do it?" This is a teenager talking.

"You're very nagging, Esfin, isn't this someone dialing—ah, it's actually connected! Teacher—" This is another boy.

What, a kid's prank call?Jason frowned and wanted to hang him up, but the next second, a deep male voice came from the receiver, "Is that Mr. Jason?"

Jason squeezed the phone tightly and put it against his ear again, "I'm Jason. Who are you?"

The other side seemed to be relieved by this answer, "I don't know if you know me, I'm El Mello II... If Reed mentioned me to you, he should have called me 'Weber'...In short, the situation is a bit complicated now. Reid was forcibly taken away by his family members. Before he left, he called my phone. Let me tell you about this."

"So where is he now?" Jason asked Webber.

"......in London."

"What is his family going to do to him?" Jason asked with a frown. When he heard that the person who took Reed was his family, Jason breathed a sigh of relief, at least not yet. What danger... But Reid never mentioned anyone other than his mother to himself, which made him feel a little uneasy.

There was a 'huh' on the other end of the phone, and Weber asked strangely: "Did he not tell you anything? About the Tranbelio family?"

"What?" Jason pursed his lips, and the hand holding the mouse was already watching the latest round of flights to the UK on the computer.He had investigated the Tranbelio family, but he didn't know much about it. This family was one of the three families that originally participated in the construction of the Clock Tower. It has a history of thousands of years. What he could find There are just too few things.

Weber pondered for a while, "It's not clear for a while, but Reed is very dangerous now."

Jason pressed the button to buy a ticket, and said to Weber after a while: "Two hours. I will arrive in London. I will come to find you and send the address to this phone."

"Eh? But you're not in the United States, and it will take eight hours at the fastest—" Weber said.

"Sir," Jason interrupted, "as long as the money is in place, anything is possible."

Jason hung up the phone after speaking.

Batman has a supersonic private jet that can reach Mach 3, and the transoceanic flight only takes about two hours, and it has biological camouflage, which is almost impossible to be found.

At this time, I have to ask the almighty tool man Xiaohong again, but he will explain this matter to Bruce later, as long as he can bring him back safely.

"Once I got your call, I knew I was in trouble." Tim rolled his eyes, "Come on Red, we've only been apart for four hours, do you miss me that much?"

"Do me a favor," Jason said. "Lend me Old Bat's private jet."

"Which one?" Tim asked him.

"The supersonic one."

"Oh, that? What are you going to do?" Tim straightened up in his seat. "What's going on?"

"I'm going to London," Jason said with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "...to save people."

"...is it Reed?"

"Well." Jason said, "something about his family."

Red Robin opened the laptop and was silent for a while: "...I see, you owe me once."

He has permission for most of Batman's things, and the autopilot of the plane is not a problem, Tim unlocked the plane's device lock, gave instructions to that plane, and entered an empty location near Jason's apartment, " You know how to use it, right?"

Jason snorted. For any machine, he only needs a few minutes to get started.

"Two minutes, I turned on biocamo, you know how to find it," Tim said to Jason.

"Thanks, Xiaohong."

Jason grabbed the equipment and went out, turned back halfway, lifted the cat by the back of the neck from the sofa and lifted her up, "It doesn't seem right to leave you alone at home."

"Want to go on an adventure?" He looked at the white cat, which tilted its head and looked back with puzzled blue eyes.

"Then assuming you agree, let's go, the prince is taking his dragon to rescue the princess." Jason said lightly.

'Dragon' echoed softly in his arms.

'Prince' embarked on the journey with equipment and a bag of cat food.