[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

In the Batcave, Tim was waiting for the results of the computer analysis data. Connor squinted his eyes and looked at the pale and fresh "corpse" in front of him curiously. Dick followed him down the Batcave with a very strong attitude. Other than a clean batarang, he wasn't doing anything serious at all.

"Uh, Tim, don't we really have to go up and help?" Connor looked up again, not sure what he heard, but judging from his expression, the situation above was not pleasant.

They were chatting and eating snacks in the kitchen. Tim and Clark explained that they were worried that if the conversation between Bruce and Jason collapsed, the scene would not be very good, so they hoped that Clark could intervene in a timely manner.After all, Clark and Bruce have been good friends for many years. If Clark spoke to persuade, Bruce would be more or less able to listen.

If it were the little birds who broke into the office by themselves... being beaten out by Batman is probably the only solution.

There are lead plates in the wall of the office, and Clark has no way to see through the situation inside, so he can only express his deep apology for the invasion of the privacy of the Wayne family and his son, and secretly decides that no matter how angry Bruce is afterward, he will accept it It's just that he didn't expect this decision to be fulfilled so quickly.

Clark listened to the movement in the office. He didn't dare to focus too much on the content of the conversation. He just paid attention to the tone and volume of the father and son's speech. When two people were about to quarrel, there would always be some omens, such as one party started to speak louder and louder. , or hit the table and throw something.Now he had heard the table being tapped, and Jason's voice was getting louder, so when Clark suddenly couldn't hear the conversation between the two, he intuitively felt that this was the calm before the storm.

In order not to cause the old friend and his son to quarrel too much, Clark bravely opened the door of the office, and he saw the scene where Bruce pushed Jason's head against the table.

Tim dragged Connor away as Clark went upstairs to break the door.

Therefore, when Connor listened to the sound of ping-pong-pong upstairs mixed with the quarrel between Bruce and Clark, he once wondered if his father had been tricked by his friends.

"Hey Kang, can you help carry him to the examination table over here? I want to do a few more tests, and Bruce will feel a little better when he comes down later and sees the tests all done. "Tim turned his head from the bat computer and showed Connor a sorry smile, "I'm sorry, you were asked to be a coolie even though you were a guest."

"It doesn't matter!" Connor carried the claws together with the frame that fixed him to the examination table designated by Tim without any effort. "Is it okay to put it like this?"

Seeing Tim thanking him frequently, and showing some embarrassment because of the labor of the guests, Connor immediately threw away the theory that Tim had cheated on his father that had just been born in his mind.

How honest the people in the Bat family are, everyone is a good person!That's why he wouldn't do such a thing as cheating people!

Dick peeked at Connor's figure through the polished bat dart. This kid seemed to listen to Tim very well, very good, and it seemed that his previous teachings had worked.Giving himself a big thumbs up for his painstaking efforts, Dick puts down the Batarang (he's been wiping these things long enough) and plans to go on to rub Jason's hood (the surface is shiny enough to achieve the same effect as the Batarang ), I heard Tim calling him.

"Why, Timmy?" Dick came up behind Tim and looked in the direction of Tim's finger.

The files on the Batcomputer were the results of the tests they had done on Talon yesterday.At that time, they finally rescued Bruce from the owl court. Before he had time to help treat the wound, he hurriedly asked for a long series of inspections on the claws. Tim promised to help Bruce do all the tests that should be done. Bruce, who was tortured by the court, might really insist on doing the test himself.

But it takes time to wait for the test results, so while waiting for the computer to process it, all the people huffed Bruce back to the room to sleep, and they didn't wake up until noon today.Bruce was busy talking to Jason, and Tim had planned to let the computer run new experiments while sorting out last night's results.Alfred obviously came down to clean the Batcave after putting them all to bed, but he didn't do the experiment on the claws. Tim estimated that after he finished sorting out these reports, the above probably stopped, It's time for them to show their faces and see what's going on.

Tim really didn't expect the test to turn out this way.

He was also dazed when he opened the file, and his subconscious reaction was that there must be something wrong, but after checking the logic of the system, Tim also had to admit that the reliability of the inspection report was really very high.

"Uh, William Cobb is... well, the William Cobb on that list?" Dick swallowed, although his face was not good-looking, but he tried his best not to lose his composure in front of Connor.

How could it be possible to get better?The name announces that Harry's Circus - Dick's first home - has been helping the Court of Owls.

"So, other names? They're also..." Dick looked at Talon lying on the examination table, then at Tim.

Barely daring to meet Dick's pleading eyes (and telling him it was just a coincidence), Tim chose to silently open the other two reports, using facial recognition to identify him using a photo Jason tore from the coffin where the Claws were placed. searched for.The results also matched the last few names on the circus roster.

"I'm sorry, Dick." Tim patted Dick on the arm to express comfort, but the point of the material he called Dick to come over was not actually about the relationship between Claws and Harry's circus, but another matter related to Harry's circus. Dick is personally relevant.

—William Cobb was Dick Grayson's biological great-grandfather.

The expression on Dick's face could no longer be described as bewildered, it was completely filled with: Who am I?Where am I?What am I doing?

Connor asked Tim for the general story, and Connor looked at the severely beaten Dick sympathetically, and whispered to Tim, "Your family... um... really messed up."

Tim couldn't agree more with Connor on that.

Isn't it just chaos!

The issues left over from history between Bruce and Thalia, Jason’s conflict with justice and not killing the bottom line, Damian’s education issues (especially the three views and interpersonal communication), this is not Bruce All kinds of psychological problems that I have accumulated over the years.

Now there's more of what Dick and the Court of Owls had to tell.

Compared with his own family of origin, he is just a jerk. Thinking about it like this, Tim feels that his happiness index is constantly rising.Sure enough, people living in this world have to compare. Although the result of comparison often makes me angry and hurts internally, it can still make me regain hope in life occasionally.

"But, if this person is Dick's great-grandfather, wouldn't he be old?" Connor observed this person closely when he was helping to move the claws. He didn't even have a single white hair, and he was actually a great-grandfather. up.

"That's because of the amber gold. His blood is full of this substance." Tim pointed to another part of the report, "Not only the blood, but even the cells are amber gold. This alloy also has Another solution acts like a switch to revive dead claws. I haven't figured out the composition of that solution, but if I can find it out, I can trace it back to the factory where it was made , and even the identities of the court members behind it will be revealed together.”

If it was Dick in the past, after hearing what Tim said, he would definitely actively help to investigate the case, but today's Dick didn't show any intention of helping despite Tim's exaggerated difficulty of the case.

"Does Bruce know?" Dick asked without thinking, and before Tim could answer, he shook his head and replied, "What am I talking about, of course he knows! That's why he won't let me help with this case."

Then, without waiting for Tim and Connor to react, he suddenly rushed towards the mansion upstairs, clutching Jason's red hood, and shouted, "Bruce! You old bastard!"

Tim and Connor looked at each other, and rushed to the mansion behind Dick without saying a word.

"Wait! Dick! Hood, put down the hood first, Afu's gauge, uniforms are not allowed to go upstairs!" Tim shouted at the same time as he ran.

When Connor heard what Tim was yelling, he slipped and almost fell on the stairs. Generally speaking, in this situation, he would shout "don't get excited" or "calm down", right?At least he acted like this in TV dramas or novels, but Tim is most concerned about the rules of the old housekeeper?

The clone boy who knows only the tip of the iceberg about human nature doesn't know much about the food chain of the Bat family, so in his head that no one knows, "My good friend Tim is really a well-behaved and honest boy" This concept not only took root and sprouted, but also grew rapidly.

A group of people left the Batcave in a hurry, and no one heard the inner distress signal of Grandpa Cobb, who was lying on the examination table and could not move.Those crazy bats are coming again!

Richard John Grayson, you unworthy son!

Curse you for the rest of your life to be single like Grandpa Zeng and me!

***

When Connor and Tim poked their heads out of the passageway behind the grandfather clock, what they saw was Dick waving Jason's hood excitedly with his left hand (purely forgot to put it down), and his right hand would shake every time he said a word. Pointing at Bruce vigorously: "...A criminal ancestor whose existence I didn't even know, makes you think I will be affected by it?"

Bruce let Dick yell at him with a blank face. Even if Clark stretched out his hand to stop him, Dick couldn't directly jump up and punch Bruce. He still played the softness of an acrobat and used Clark's arm as a guardrail. The pose hangs above the head with both feet in the air.

Jason stood beside Dick and the other three, with an expression on his face that looked like he wanted to find a hole to bury himself in.There was a large purple and blackened mark on his forehead, which looked like he was being pressed to bump his head.

Tim quickly inspected the situation at the scene: Clark was called to rescue him, and it was impossible to attack Jason.In other words, the new injury on Jason's forehead was caused by Bruce.

Oops, this is not a good sign.

Tim can only lament that it's a good thing the devil bastard is not there, otherwise if he saw the bruise on Jason's head, he wouldn't have knocked over the roof?

"Okay, okay! Dick, calm down, you know Bruce won't think so, why don't we go sit down in the kitchen, uh... have a cup of tea?" Clark looked very embarrassed, the frames of his glasses were crooked (You don’t need to ask to know how it is crooked), hooked on the ear at a strange angle and did not fall off. On one side is an old friend who is brewing anger, and on the other is the old friend’s son. Clark can’t let them both. They didn't dare to push one of them away when they fought—Bruce was already injured all over, so how about making a move on Dick in front of Bruce?

This is the territory of the bat family. Who knows if they will find a lead box full of green stones in the next second.

Jason looked at the scene in front of him that looked like a soap opera on the Lifetime channel, and sighed in his heart that drama comes from life, and life is more exciting than soap operas. When he was about to pull Dick away to end this farce, a horn like an angel shocked him. People's hearts make people just want to kneel down to welcome the coughing sound from the divine light from the sky coming from the stairs.

"Ahem!" Alfred Pennyworth narrowed his eyes to examine the chaos in front of Bruce's office.

The butler's eyes swept across Tim and Connor, who were unharmed, and paused for a few seconds on Jason's bruised forehead, followed by Bruce's constipated face, Clark who seemed to want to cry, and He blinked to reveal the little handsome guy Grayson's smiling face Dick, and the conspicuous red hood in Dick's hand.

Behind the butler, Damian and Jonathan Jr. were holding a stuffed shopping bag on the left and right.Damian's face is the arrogance of a winner looking down on a loser (especially Tim).

"I didn't expect to have a visitor today." Afu made a "please" gesture to Clark, and received a grateful expression not far from tears from the Kryptonian, "Mr. Kent, if you and Bruce The master's conversation is over, you might as well go to the living room to rest for a while, would you like tea or coffee today?"

"All good, all good!" For Clark, even if Ah Fu brought a cup of soy sauce to invite him to "drink coffee" at this moment, he would be willing to drink it up and write a five-star praise recommendation.

"Then, Master Bruce, Master Richard, I believe you two can keep our guests in a good mood during this period—" Ah Fu's eyes stopped on Dick's hand, which obviously shouldn't appear in the On the red object in the mansion, Dick quickly threw the red object in Bruce's office. Under Yewing's strength and aim, the hood fell into the trash can behind Bruce's desk without any deviation.

Hearing the sound of his hood falling into the trash can and pressing it on a pile of waste paper, Jason felt an urge to plant Dick's head down forever—ah, why not stick it in The rose garden in the backyard is ready, and the flowers will definitely be particularly red this season.

Bruce, Dick, and Clark walked mechanically, closely following Alfred's scrutinizing eyes, and lined up obediently like three quails into the living room to sit down.Clark, who was walking at the end, thought of the two children he had brought, and couldn't help turning his head, just in time to see the butler gently checking Jason's bruised forehead, and one of his two children followed Tim's buttocks, The other watched Damian intently and listened to Damian's analysis of the most efficient way to defeat the enemy.

Mr. Kent suddenly felt as if he had lost something before he knew it? .

***

In the middle of the night that same day, when the Talons accepted the order of the court and rushed into the Wayne mansion in groups, what they encountered was not a panicked millionaire, nor a frightened teenager, or nothing but crying. Dare to do kids.

The three Kryptonians each came to the bats with different numbers of sharp claws and asked what to do with these modified living dead.Even the youngest Kryptonian carried two of them, and trotted to the youngest bat to present treasures, handing over his claws with a look of "I'm great, praise me".

At this time, the Court of Owls was still dreaming of cleaning the whole of Gotham overnight.