The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

"So, he actually said that, in front of Bruce." Dick leaned into Jason's ear, watching Damian stand on the work bench with his arms outstretched, waiting for Bruce to draw his blood.

Oh my gosh, look at that face, this is what happens without protection.Drawing blood, Dick thought, was unnecessary.This rebellious little boy is simply a replica of Bruce, well, it seems that he will have a new 'tyrant' in his future life.

"Don't get so close to me, Dicky Bird." Jason moved aside in disgust, and threw away the swab on his arm. He was the first victim of Bruce's blood drawing case, "He also clamored to Kick your ass and kick you out the door."

"You're full of lies, Todd! I didn't say that." Damian walked over and stood in front of the two, "I mean you guys are going out together."

He raised his chin and put his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Jason, "Since you have worked for the League of Assassins, I can temporarily allow you to stay by my side and assist me."

"That's really my honor." Jason raised his eyebrows ironically.

"Undoubtedly, this is a great honor bestowed upon you, Todd." It was heard that Jason was mocking, but as a leader, he was willing to temporarily tolerate the rudeness of his subordinates who were still useful for the time being. Damian moved his gaze It fell on Dick, and he looked Dick up and down again, Batman's eldest son, the golden boy of countless people.

"You are no different from the rumors, Grayson." Damian concluded.

"What rumors?" Dick asked curiously. Although Damian's gaze made him uncomfortable, since Damian was still a child, he took the initiative to squat down and get close to Damian.

It must not be a good word, Jason secretly rolled his eyes and moved away from the two of them, he guessed that the dinner that Thalia gave the child was probably a poisonous snake, otherwise how could he make every word he said so vicious.

Facing Dick's curious gaze, Damian said frankly, "Although father is not as tall as the rumors say, you are indeed as short as the rumors say."

"Pfft! Cough cough." The old father, who looked like he was drinking tea at work, but actually peeked out one ear to listen to the children's conversation, spit out a mouthful of old tea.

"Pay attention to hygiene, master." Ah Fu dodged the tea attack with a blank expression.

"What...?" With a completely unexpected answer, Dick fell into silence.

"Hahaha!" Compared to Dick's silence, Jason laughed loudly. He guessed it was not a good thing, but he didn't expect to hit the pain point so directly. He looked around at the height of everyone and laughed even more heartily.Being able to step on the vitals of two people with one sentence, especially one of them stepped on Dick severely.Jason felt that as long as the war didn't burn him, he would definitely like this little devil.

"Pay attention to your language, Damian, don't talk to your brothers like that!" Bruce frowned seriously.

"They're not my brothers. It's completely displayed on your computer." Damian refused, "The only blood relations in this family are me and you."

He turned to Dick, who was still in a daze, and said, "Be happy, Grayson. When I inherit Wayne's property, I will consider giving you a share of it."

"It's really my honor, Master Wayne." Dick repeated blankly.

"I'm still here, Damian." Bruce said wearily.

Jason watching the show: Hahahaha

"Would someone tell me, is this the case?" Tim stepped out of the elevator in a daze. After receiving Bruce's communication, he didn't even change his uniform. The elevator saw the scene in front of him, and Tim's eyes shifted to Damian who was standing in the center.

"Who's this boy?" Tim asked as he walked toward the hole, greeting Dick and Jason.

"Good evening, Dick. Good evening, Jason, I'm so glad you're back."

"Good evening, Timmy." Dick replied weakly, "Nothing happened, just a dwarf who is indeed as short as the rumors, lamenting that the neuropathy is getting younger and younger."

Jason burst out laughing again, he really wanted to thank himself, bringing Damian back was the most correct choice.

"Good evening, Tim. I noticed that you are doing a good job, brother, but you have to ask Bruce to answer this question for you." Jason raised an eyebrow and put it off.

The two hugged briefly.

Tim greeted Afu and Bruce again, and handed the things in his hand to Bruce by the way.

"This is the share report for this quarter, New York and the surrounding cities, I have to warn you. Bruce, the next meeting is very important, the shareholders are impatient, you have to go. And your shares in Argentina are running fall."

"So, he's still different from us." Jason approached Dick and whispered, "I'm glad I don't have to manage the company for Bruce."

"It's too close, Little Wing." Jason, who was pushed by Dick, rolled his eyes when he found that he was still motionless, "What did you eat in the League of Assassins? Did they give you hormones?"

"And the owner who is in charge of the Bingshan restaurant, don't talk to me, a civilian policeman, and be careful that I arrest you."

"You're just jealous, Dickie. I can't get the Bluehaven note." Jason narrowed his eyes, imitating Damian's tone, "I'm not mean, Dickie, I'm Very generous, I am considering letting you work in Bingshan Restaurant, there is a position that is definitely suitable for you. You have developed this time."

"How about a stripper/male?" Jason suggested sincerely, "Leave the center of the stage to you, and I promise to keep the spotlight there every day and every night."

"That's great, I can't thank you enough, Jason, my good brother, I can't be happier!" Dick read blankly, and he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and announced to his brother, "I think you It’s best to sleep in Bruhaven Prison tonight, I’ll provide you with a perfect little black room!”

the other side.

"You're beyond my imagination, and you've done a good job, Drake." Damian naturally reached out to take the report, and then revealed the big secret, "I did the Argentine part, and I used the alliance's company Acquired other companies ahead of you, and I wonder how long it will take for you to find out, it looks good now."

Damian handed the finished report to Bruce, looked up at Tim, "Continue to do your job well, Drake, don't think about anything else. There's more." He tugged on Tim ground uniform, "Take it off, as my father's blood son, I am fully capable of being his Robin."

"To be honest, boy, I have my own family company, and it's just a part-time job for me." Tim raised his eyebrows, looking at the most attractive man who was up for grabs, "As the central character, Bruce, are you sure Don't want to say anything? Especially to me!"

Sweet potato Brucey: "..."

It's a very weak state right now.

Bruce pressed Damian on the head, "I said, don't talk to your brothers like this. Tim, this is Damian, my child with Talia."

"So you didn't do a good job?"

I still have to listen to this sentence several times, this is shooting myself in the foot!Bruce let out a foul breath, "We won't discuss this for now."

His sharp eyes glanced across the other two who were giggling in the corner, "I saw you two giggling fat birds, come over and talk about business."

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"These memories are warning you through your dreams." Jason turned over the manuscript paper, all of which were Bruce's notes, and he drew the memories of the dream after waking up.

"My memory only stays here, and I disappeared after I entered the room, but I think this should be the first one." Jason pulled out a piece of manuscript paper, which was the one he reached out like an unknown in the ward. Sen arranged the other three cards, which were escape, spellcasting, and the ending of the last card.

"She must be uncomfortable, watching you disappear with your own eyes." Dick said, Bruce must have more feelings from the first-person perspective. He took good care of them, especially Jason. He tried his best to draw tactfully, and the lines were rarely expressionless.Dick can still feel that emotion, that heartbreaking emotion, he knows who Anyang is, how much she thinks of Jason, and how much Jason thinks of her, especially since it's not their first time. separation.

Dick comforted Jason and patted his brother on the back, "Trust her, she's full of energy, and she'll get through it again. And Zatanna and the others, trust them and us, everything will be fine. "

"It's not the first time she should have prepared herself. Death will bring us back sooner or later." A damn bad joke from hell, Jason thought.He nodded to Dick and accepted the other's comfort. Shit, he cursed in his heart, I let her go through this again, those promises that I said were just punching him hard, I hope she came and punched me in person.

"I robbed Penguin's pension, hoping she would divert her anger a little bit."

"I...was out of control at the time." Jason tried his best to keep his eyes away from the painting.But he still tried his best to tell, "When I entered that damn hospital, I felt wrong. After pushing open the door of the basement, we entered a fantasy world, and when I escaped from the maze of the fantasy world, I found that I was Locked in the ward, and then there were the pipes in the ceiling, and the liquid was sprayed at me, and I was reminded of some memories."

Some of the bad memories are nightmares from his past, those crooning laughter, Jason ignores these pasts, they have disappeared with the factory and can no longer affect him.

"I woke up in the Lazarus water of the League of Assassins, and immediately realized that the liquid in the pipe was also Lazarus pool water. In that hospital, they were doing human experiments, and the pool water in the pipe was to resurrect those dead people over and over again, making them repeat Repeat the test."

"It's impossible." Damian denied, "The pool water belongs to the League of Assassins, they can't have it!"

"There are so many things you don't know." Tim ignored Damian's angry expression, "If you want to be Robin, the first thing you need to do now is listen to Jason and then go to the Batcomputer After reading the map of Gotham, you will know that there is also a Lazarus’s pool under the Gotham Pier.”

"Are you provoking me! Drake!" Damian instinctively wanted to pull out the knife from his waist, and immediately picked up the pencil on the table after realizing that his knife had been taken away.

"At least I won't take action against my family's company, and I won't steal other people's bodies." Tim picked up the eraser not to be outdone, and the moment he met the little devil's eyes, he knew that the relationship between the two There must be a battle, not to mention that it is because of him that I have to work overtime!

The hatred of overtime work is irreconcilable!

"Nobody wants to steal Todd's swollen, rotting body. His mother saved him. She found him on the side of the road and kindly brought him back to the League!"

"Don't take me, two, I dug myself out."

"I said, no quarreling, otherwise you'll go clean up the bat droppings." Bruce forcefully separated the two with one hand and stood between them abruptly, using his eyes to recognize Jason and continue.

"What's under the pier in Gotham isn't Lazarus Pool, Thomas told me it's the Dionysian factor, the original pool and amber gold."

"Bacchanal factor... Dionysian pool water?" Bruce repeated, pulling out the last drawing, pointing to the most central detective, "He said that word too. He said you'd all be brought in by the Dionysian pool water A new reincarnation, and say it's all a conspiracy."

"Sure enough. An and I felt something was wrong the first time we met him. How could humans see us? The weirdest thing was the time of that business card—in 1924, how could an ordinary human have the ability to live until now. Now it seems that he should be dead or be rewinding time constantly, according to his words, the whole island has fallen into reincarnation."

Jason pointed to a woman in the picture, she was standing at the very edge of the picture, Anyang's eyes did not stay on her too much, which caused Bruce to only sketch the outline of this woman, and his intuition told Jason that this woman must also It has nothing to do with this incident. It can be said that Pierce had to go to the island to start the reincarnation because of her arson case.

"Sarah Hawkins, I've read news reports that she is dead, but now she is alive in Ms. An's sight." Alfred said, he took the dinner plate and distributed the supper to everyone.

"Don't look at me like that, gentlemen, I'm an old man, that's right, but when I was young and working for MI[-], paintings of her after death circulated among the nobles for a while, whether authentic or Like, they will pay a lot of money to buy."

"Their vanity will kill them." Jason snorted coldly. Before going to the hospital, he, An Yang and the detective sneaked into Hawkins' mansion together. The weird paintings in the mansion made people even more chilling.

"Yes, Master Jason. Many people have gone crazy and a family has disappeared, including the servants. The whole family disappeared overnight. All the agents were dispatched but there was no evidence. This is an important case before I leave."

"Wait, Jay. I'm a bit confused now." Dick raised his hand, "Let's talk about it one by one. First, who is Thomas, who is this detective, and that painter? Is there any connection between them? Discuss the relationship between these waters."

"I wanted to tell you later, but since you want to ask so much." Jason nodded, he originally wanted to settle this matter later, but since Dick came to the door, "open your mouth first."

"what??"

"Did you see it?" Dick said inarticulately, he was completely confused about the current situation, and the focus suddenly fell on him. "My cheeks are hurting to death, and my neck, can't you give me a bed?"

"You're drooling and you better stop talking, Dick," Tim said, tapping Dick's teeth one by one with a gum knife in his hand.

"What's the relationship between Dick and the Dionysian factor?" Bruce asked, staring at the real-time image on the computer. Dick had no chance to touch this, let alone Lazarus's pool water, so the answer could only be another.

"Amber gold?"

"It's almost a guess, old man. Behind this is someone you thought existed and investigated, but found nothing in the end." Jason reminded.

Bruce understood immediately, "You mean the Court of Owls."

"I found it." Tim knocked on the tooth with different hardness, and sent the real-time sensor back to the computer, "As you can see, there is an inconspicuous mark on the side of this tooth." Tim touched it An anesthetic, looked at Dick apologetically, "Maybe it will hurt, but you have to forgive my brother, this is my first time as a dentist."

"It's a real-time sensor locator." Tim's chair slid close to the workbench, he turned on the light and fiddled with the teeth he had just taken out under the microscope, "Someone has been watching you, but I can rewrite the program in it to let you track them."

"Damn it, I don't even know when this thing was put on."

"Your third employer, Dick. In other words, that's where you were going to work. John didn't tell you that your family has worked for the court for generations." Jason leaned against Dick, who was taking Covering his swollen cheek with an ice pack.

"I thought it was just a nursery rhyme."

"It's no longer a nursery rhyme. Do you know Alan Wayne? He died in the hands of the court." Jason hesitated, he touched his nose, "I don't want to say it, I also talked about it with Thomas, Brother, this has nothing to do with you, it was your great-grandfather who killed Alan Wayne."

"Don't tell me, Thomas is the Thomas I want to know, Bruce's father?" Dick rubbed his temples, his whole body collapsed, and after seeing Jason nodding, he stepped back and sat on the steps, "I should have You know, I can see my dad, didn't I ever think that the two of them could meet? Why is this damn city so small. "

"The fact that John and Thomas worked together, we're guessing it's a Wayne who's in charge of the court now."

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"This Thomas Wayne AKA Dr. Hurt, who has the same name as Bruce's father, is in charge of a black nursery rhyme organization and is trying to summon the evil god Barbatos to destroy the world. In order to make me their thug, a positioning is placed on my teeth instrument." Dick slapped his hand on the manuscript paper on the table. "And then there's this strange island and strange things, strange gods on the island who want to destroy the world too."

"Thomas said that the one on Blackwater Island is the Old One, Dick." Tim carefully reminded the irritable Dick.

"Very good, now that this strange island is connected with Naihe Island again, Gotham can't escape, right?" Dick stomped his feet angrily, and began to mess around. "Just let them all be summoned. I want to see who these gods have beaten. I will go to the court tomorrow to inject the damn amber gold, and then sleep until they finish beating."

"Friendly reminder, the amber gold injection will turn into baldness after a long time." Jason said, he picked up the teacup and handed it to Dick.Describe to Dick what the corpse Thomas dissected looked like.

Dick thanked him, took a big sip from the teacup, "Even if there is no amber gold, sooner or later I will be bald because of these."

"I'm the one who has the most say. Wayne Enterprises will have to open a wig welding department for me sooner or later." Tim retorted, drink coffee when others drink tea, go to night patrol when others sleep, and work when others work.

What kind of Robin are you in a hurry?Every day before Tim takes time to fall asleep, what he likes most is to repeatedly fantasize about one thing in his mind, which is to kick himself into the air when he thought he would start a new life of adventure. into Gotham Bay.

Destroy it!Dick was right, Tim put down the cup and picked up the coffee pot, what a bald man!I'm going to join the court sleeping package in a moment!

Dick: ...He seems to be thinking that the world will end in the next moment.

Jason grabbed Tim's hair to prevent his face from being completely buried in the pot: ...it seems to be less confident, you took the lead in this, don't change the subject!

Dick, who received Jason's gaze, said, "Today's teacup looks good, I haven't seen this set before."

Jason: ...Tired.

"It's Ah Fu's private collection." Jason said speechlessly, and nuzzled at the father and son who were sitting at another workbench, "To celebrate the happy event that Bruce can have offspring in his family without marrying a gorilla."

"I'm listening, Jason!" Bruce yelled, announcing, "Your change for the week is gone."

"Are you kidding, old man." Jason sneered, "Six dollars a week? I might as well go and rob Black Mask, he will give you more than you."

"Look Tim, I already said that," Dick whispered to Tim, "Bruce is biased, Jason is a dollar more than us."

"Whoever loves will go to tomorrow's regular meeting."

Bruce: Destroy it.

"Edward Pierce, a veteran of World War I and a private detective, returned to Boston after the war in 1918 and established a private detective agency in the following year, taking over some trivial cases of family disputes, but he himself seemed to have a shadow of the war So he is not very famous, and after receiving the investigation of the rich man Webster in 1924, he never came back," Tim searched for information and marked a location.

"We are lucky enough that this rich man bought Pierce's apartment during his lifetime and handed it over to a special person for safekeeping until now. This is a bit strange, as if he knew Pierce could not come back."

"This rich man is not a problem, I will go to hell to greet him. Focus on Hawkins, Tim, her soul is not in hell."

"1918 is an interesting time. The last person we knew in 1918 has become a vampire." Dick sat on the computer desk, raised his eyebrows at the time point marked red by Tim, and took out his mobile phone. "I think I'll have to contact Dorothy to see if she can come to the apartment."

"You still contacting her? Don't use your tricks on her, Dickie Bird, her whip will tear you apart."

"That's your brother's business, Little Wing." Dick shook his phone, raised his eyebrows and looked at Jason, "Have you contacted Pietro and the others yet? When I went to the base before, Roy was also talking about you, they Also your friend. You didn't tell them when you came back, and you're not going to tell them you're back now?"

"Too many people have been involved in this unlucky trouble." Speaking of friends, Jason's expression was a little gloomy. Before this, there was a more important person, a person who connected the original friends together.

"I just want to find Ann first." Flowers, dresses, food, houses, he is all ready and waiting for his mistress.And he couldn't be sure how many unknown dangers there were. If he couldn't come back, he might as well not talk about it from the beginning.

"I finished the drawing, father, I said I can do it." Damian said, he picked up the draft paper and handed it to Bruce, his face was full of pride, Bruce patted Damian's head and placed the drawing in the middle.

"That's right, this is it." Jason said, and he moved to the manuscript paper, "In that maze, we were hunted down by this thing again."

"After you disappeared, Anyang and Zatana were hunted down by this kind of thing again." Bruce brought over his manuscript paper. The monster on the drawing was somewhat different from Damian's drawing, but it was basically the same. He painted more of the face of the monster in Anyang's eyes, while Damian drew the whole body.

"Konstantin called these creatures empty ghosts. People or objects captured by them will be taken to a different dimension and never return."

"Empty ghost, Bruce, are you talking about empty ghost again?" Tim said loudly, he waved to everyone to greet them, and he enlarged the text, "Look at this, the most famous painting by Sarah Hawkins Pain Artist."

"Empty ghost." Jason moved to the front, "Keep searching, Timmy, can you try to find a picture of that painting?"

Bruce stopped Tim and Jason from moving, "Stop, we don't know the situation and we don't have weapons to deal with this creature. If this creature is summoned by us at the moment the picture is called, it will cause immeasurable consequences."

"Then what do you want me to do, Bruce! This is the only fucking lead right now. Are you letting me watch her get stuck in that goddamn place."

"Things didn't get the worst of it, I saw Dr. Strange at the end."

"I don't care what kind of magician, the flow of time on that damned island is different from ours, I don't want to wait here for a year before trying to save her." Jason roared, his anger pushed up from his chest, and he breathed heavily I felt like my face was getting red hot.Suddenly, he noticed that everyone looked at him with strange expressions, "shit, why are you looking at me."

"Your face, is that a tattoo?" Dick's hand painted on the face, and he brought the mirror to Jason.

Jason denied that he didn't know what it was, but he felt his chest getting hotter and hotter. He put his jacket on the ground and unbuttoned his jacket amidst Dick's doubtful sound of stopping. There was a billowing hot tattoo.

"It's a big caste tattoo." Damian recognized it, "When did you get it?"

"How do I know! I woke up and ran away with you without seeing a few people. Wait!" Jason remembered a person. After he woke up, Talia only saw him and sent him to the There was a gray-haired old man, she trained him for a while, but he was always thinking a lot, and finally the old man had to let him go.

"I feel that your heart is still in the world, so you go back." The old man said, "It sounds ridiculous, but love will become the strength to support our road, and the love and light in your heart will make you go further and further. Far beyond the darkness."

"Dakla."

With the end of the voice, two knives glowing red appeared in his clenched hands.

"Now, do we open that damn picture?"

"open what?"

The orange circle lit up in the Batcave, and the circle was painted bigger and bigger in the orange firelight, and a group of people stepped here.

"Good evening, Batman, you guys are a bit crowded today." The leader, Strange, stepped out of the circle first. He raised his eyebrows at the man who raised his weapon at him, and his eyes focused on the knife in Jason's hand. , "Put that knife away, boy, it won't work on humans."

"Then, we have a few wounded here." He stepped aside and let the people behind come out, "Would you mind contacting Wang for me?"

Being stuck for over a year is enough to make his phone bill disappear, not to mention that no one pays Temple.

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