The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

Who is Red Hood?

The citizens of Gotham couldn't solve their doubts. They couldn't figure out what the standpoint of this guy wearing a red mask who had just appeared in Gotham recently was.

New hero?Or villain?

People began to tend to the former, because heroes are the masters of masks.Gotham, no, it can be said that in most places, most villains basically don't wear masks, they prefer to put their faces on the big screen, like to make themselves more famous, and enjoy people's fearful gaze .

Here we can take Gotham as an example. People in Gotham can basically call out the names of the very famous villains in Gotham, such as Two-Face, Black Mask, Penguin, Harley Quinn... Of course, except for the clown, no one was there before his accident. Dare to know his name, people are too lazy to know his name after his accident.

But now that lunatic is also known as a different kind. Every Friday, the local Gotham evening news will report on how he, an unfortunate virus-infected person, is lying in a lunatic asylum on oxygen with the humanitarian help of Wayne Medical. His hospital bed hangs his life to this day.They don't believe Wayne Medical's lie that we are short of manpower, but there is no doubt that the position of clown nurse is very hot in Gotham, and people are more than willing to step on his fallen body.

Back on topic, what the hell is the Red Hood doing in Gotham?Robbed a few fan sales bosses in the East District and sent them to hell, or stopped a few gang/clique business?

It looks like a hero, but these small troubles are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Gotham people, especially in the most chaotic place in the East Side, where people have done things beyond imagination. The most famous thing is to let The Wayne couple was in the alley.

So, they guessed that this guy might be a poor and crazy newcomer or someone who wanted to be famous, never mind that he would disappear in a few days.However, there are several other guesses here, such as the symbol on the chest of the red hood - the red bat.It inevitably made them think of another person, another more famous masked person.

As for this question, a few days ago, someone bravely raised a question to Batman.

"I don't know who he is, Jim. I'm still investigating." Batman stood by the Batlight, opposite him was Commissioner Gordon.

"Didn't you meet during the incident in the East District a few days ago?"

"By the time I arrived, he had already left. According to the scene of the fighting and the analysis of the autopsy, some people died of gunshots, and the other died of excessive blood loss. Among them, the meridian on the neck was cut off. According to the depth of the wound And the degree of blood spattering, it can be determined that the wound was caused by a weapon such as a short blade or a sword. Red Hood was not the only one present at the time, before I investigate clearly, you and your people had better keep them away."

Bruce lowered his eyes, what he hadn't said to Gordon, that was the name Red Hood, the last clown who used this name who hadn't become a clown yet.He believes it is no coincidence that the name is being used again.

"Thanks, Batman. But actually I wanted to say..." Gordon pointed to his chest and made a bat pattern.

"Stop guessing, I can assure you that there is nothing between me and the Red Hood." Batman said seriously.

Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, there should have been only two people at the scene, but there was a sudden burst of cheers, and there might as well be sighs in the cheers.

The goggles on the bat helmet narrowed with the movement of the owner, and then slowly fell on the walkie-talkie on Gordon's waist.

"Explain, Jim?"

"Oh! My God. Can't you tell a lie for the sake of the logo on the chest of the red hood?" Gordon shook his head with regret, and turned off the intercom that was full of cheers, and said helplessly, "I bet I paid $100, and Barbara will scold me if she finds out."

"That's why you called me here." Batman glanced at the searchlight through the clouds, and was silent for a while, shielding Nightwing's crazy laughter from the headset. He took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed it into Director Gordon's hand.

"You still have this thing with you?" James Gordon's hand holding the banknotes was trembling. He wet his fingers and counted them over and over tremblingly, no more, no less, exactly one hundred.

"It's called money, Jim." Batman shrugged and smiled. "You can also call him money power, my power."

With a full $[-] and more in the bat's pocket, Gordon looked like he was going to faint, but something more faint was about to happen.

"Boom!"

This was just a preview, followed by a series of explosions. Amidst the flames soaring into the sky, the aftermath of the shock seemed to reach here as well.

Gordon quickly put the banknotes in his hands tightly into his arms. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise the director would be ashamed. Gordon pushed his glasses guiltily and walked to Batman, looking at the sea of ​​flames on the other side of the city. His face couldn't help becoming serious, and he opened the police communication.

"It's the Diamond District. The operation team has sent a plane there. Do you know what happened?"

"Iceberg Restaurant, Penguin seems to be fighting with someone." Batman listened to the butler's report, and Nightwing had already gone there.

"Coppert? Why him?"

Gordon looked at the sea of ​​flames and continued to ask but did not get a response. Sure enough, when he turned his head, Batman's figure had disappeared, "I should have known...wait." He looked down at the money in his arms, "This should be what to do?"

Not far away, the sound of the Batmobile roared past, followed by the sound of the little gangster's car being knocked to the ground, the sound of glass shattering, and the sound of the ground cracking.

Gordon looked at the money and finally understood, "This is the property damage paid to the police in advance."

"Then why did you wait for me to ask you for it?"

Who is Red Hood?

Tonight, he will leave the deepest impression on everyone in Gotham. This strange and unknown newcomer in the eyes of Gotham people attacked the Iceberg restaurant alone, sent the penguin to Arkham, and escaped from Batman and Nightwing. hunt down.

And now, he is the new owner of Bingshan Restaurant!

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Several people at the back door of Bingshan Restaurant are busy behind a large truck.

"Hey! Hurry up, you guys, be careful not to damage these clothes." The supervisor said from the side, even though he was well prepared, he was still blinded by the rows of various styles and the latest high-end clothing from big brands in front of him. Eye.

"Why are there all women's clothes?"

The supervisor muttered to himself, he didn't understand that the first thing the Red Hood did after he took the stage was to spend a lot of money on clothes, or women's clothes, no matter how you look at it, the arm that can strangle people to death is the real thing Muscle!Was he sure his muscular arms that were about to catch up to Batman could be tucked into the sleeves of the suit?

The supervisor couldn't ask and didn't dare to ask. He could only say to himself, well, this is a hobby of rich people. Maybe the rich in Gotham are transvestites.He directs the next bus to unload.Fortunately, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief. The things in this compartment were normal, and they were all food.

"Boys. We have a special guest tonight... Well, I guess I'm late, Boss is here."

Red Hood's voice came over the radio, along with the sound of glass breaking.

The supervisor subconsciously searched for the voice and looked up. Outside the top floor of the Bingshan restaurant, a black fighter plane had just left with its tail.

Here comes Batman.

Following the force of the gliding, Batman kicked through the window, and this time the red hood in front of him was not running away either.

He sat cross-legged on a leather chair, his red tie slicked over his elegant suit, and when he met Batman's gaze, he even tilted his head at him.

Well, Bruce thought to himself, at least this time he could tie his own suit and tie.

Red Hood was the first to break the silence. He opened a bottle of champagne, poured them into two goblets, and held one of them to him.

"Bruce, do you want me to toast you?"

"You're not old enough to drink." The last two words were hard, but Bruce called the name anyway.

"Jason."

"As expected of a detective, I'm really curious, Bruce." Red Hood leaned on the table and shook his wine glass, the voice changer isolated his real voice, "How did you recognize me?"

"It was Tim at the beginning. He was attacked on the Titan Tower in New York. The tower was invaded by an alarm, but there was no response, and there was no picture on the surveillance. Only a person who is familiar with the construction of the tower can do it. You didn't hurt Tim, you You want to test him, test his abilities...and warn me, remind me." Tell him, since you chose Tim as the new Robin, you must protect him, and if you cannot protect the child, mention Tom is next, and Bruce doesn't like that metaphor, and Batman doesn't like it even more.

"Then there is the factory, only our factory that makes clowns. My first major mistake, you blowing up the factory, resonates with Ethiopia." Bruce's voice paused, he understood Jason's intentions, and the clown bombed Destroyed him, and he in turn blew up the birthplace of the Joker, which was a relief. He buried the nightmare that the Joker brought with him in the past, which represented that Jason really came out of that period.

"Secondly, the night you ran away, your ability to evade the hook, the way you cut the line. And that word on the train whizzing by." No one could cut his hook, but Jason He did it, he was very proud, his children were well trained by him.

"Yeah, you can always do it." Red Hood sneered and put down his wine glass, looking at Batman in front of him, he reached out and took off the red half-face mask.

"Always young, Bruce. Always on the move, Dad."

That face, that face!

The child had grown up exactly as he had imagined.Bruce's throat kept sliding.

"These are still doubts. Finally, I saw you. In my dream, in her sight, you disappeared into the green liquid." Then he made a difficult decision. He disregarded everyone's efforts to dig Jason up He saw with his own eyes that the buried coffin was now empty.

"Your body disappeared." Everything became clear before Bruce's eyes, and those impossible clues were about to become reality, a more exciting reality.

"You're back." While this reality excited him, it also kept burning him.The return of Jason's soul made him think that his child would not leave him again, and he allowed himself to be weak and indulge himself again, just like last time, but this time it was different. This caused him to lose his child's body, causing The consequences he couldn't predict, those who were killed by the red hood in the East End, he wasn't sure what Jason would become, whether he was still his son or his opponent, so when he took the letter Only then will he tell Ah Fu that Batman will go.

"What the hell is that green liquid?" Batman demanded, wanting to know what was going on.

"Blackwater Island is another story, Bruce. In fact, you have already guessed who is beside us, who has a relationship with us, and who has this ability." Jason stood up and walked to a curtain, "I miss you You have to solve the troubles between you first, and then ask me."

Jason pulled open the curtain, "Surprise for you, Dad, don't be shy to meet Damian, catching this little devil has cost me a lot of effort."

The goggles on the bat helmet kept zooming in. In the dark space behind the curtain was a child, a black-haired child in the gray uniform of the League of Assassins. He stepped out of the dark space and let the light shine on his picture with Bruce Wayne En similar face.

"You always say that you need to take protective measures in certain aspects, old man, you are such a bad example. I don't know what Dicky Bird thinks after you have talked about it for so long. It's really pitiful." To the extent that this face was frightened, it was comparable to Bruce standing in front of him.

Batman stared blankly at the kid named Damian walking in front of him. His green eyes, which were the same as Thalia's, kept looking him up and down, as if considering something.

After a while, he said, "I thought you would be taller, father."

"But don't worry, it doesn't affect me from inheriting Wayne's property."

"I don't think that will prevent me from kicking you out of the heir, Damian."

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The author has something to say:

father loving son filial hhh

I thought you'd be taller, father from "Children of the Bat"