[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

It wasn't surprising that Dick didn't actually bring Jason to Wayne Mansion.The last time Jason reviewed his "family members", Dick and Bruce were still in the ultimate cold war. If Dick changed his mind in an instant and went back to Gotham to be a happy family with Bruce again, he wouldn't believe it.

Taking a step back, even if Jason believed it...he would never give up on Robin!

Robin is now his!Defend Robin to the death!

"Where are we? What do you want?" Jason put his hands in his trouser pockets, and followed Dick into an apartment on the border between the middle class area and the wealthy area of ​​Gotham.

Dick took out the key and opened the door, made a welcome gesture to Jason, then turned sideways and pressed his palm on the mirror hanging by the door to accept the scan.

"The certification is complete. Welcome, Yeyi." The electronically synthesized female voice sounded, and the lights and air conditioners in the room started to operate at the same time.

"So this is a safe house." Jason walked around the room, opened the food cabinet in the open kitchen, wrinkled his nose in disgust when he saw a breakfast cereal that was more complete than the store, and slapped the cabinet . "Or a breakfast cereal showroom."

"Hey! This is prejudice! There are many benefits of cereal, of course, a kid like you probably can't understand the efficiency that adults pursue." Dick threw the key into the small porcelain bowl by the door, took off his coat and threw it on the table. On the back of the sofa.Jason's dark stare came with a "media only" smile showing eight teeth.

Jason stared at the smirk mask, grunted and sneered twice, took out his phone and began to fiddle with it, and after getting the result he wanted, he pointed the phone screen at Dick with a pitiful smile, "At least this kid's aesthetic Views have not yet done harm to the world."

On the phone, there is a snapshot of Ye Yi wearing a uniform with a collar turned up, flying down from a height and directly stepping on the criminals - PS on the background of disco colorful balls and a gaudy dance floor.

"Let us warmly applaud and welcome the hero who protects the peace of the city——Discowing!" Jason held up his mobile phone with one hand, and patted his thigh with the other hand, and deliberately imitated the way of hooking up handsome guys in nightclubs. Whistle winked at Dick, "Seriously, don't you go to a nightclub to be a DJ or something? You must be able to fit into the atmosphere... Oh, sorry, I can't seem to find such an ancestor-level dance hall now gone."

"Hahahaha, try to laugh, how good are you, a fart boy dressed as a signal light? Why don't you go to Gotham Avenue and find a telephone pole hanging from a service passerby? Oh, because you are a small shrimp, three I can't see you beyond two cars, so sad." Dick's smile began to show a bit of grinning.

"I seem to remember that it was someone standing in front of me who had the signal lights at the beginning?" Jason snapped back mercilessly.

"As a person who continues to wear the signal lamp, you seem to be completely lacking in originality." Dick pretended to sigh deeply and shook his head, "That's right. If you are really capable, why copy others?"

"Ha! You went to school to block me, and took me to your safe house. That's why you put in so much effort, right?" Jason twitched his lips and gave Dick a sarcastic smile. It seems to say: "I got caught!"

"Don't you think I'm not qualified to speak on the matter of asking someone to be Robin?" Dick couldn't see the smile on his face at this time, and his eyes were obviously a different blue from Bruce's. At this time, the same dangerous light was shining.

"Bruce chose me himself." Jason said every word through his teeth, "And I did a good job, I may not be a circus freak like you, but I definitely will be A better Robin than you! Better...partner!"

Dick stared at Jason, who was gnashing his teeth at him and looked like he was going to punch him at any time, his brows were tightly knit together, and he moved his lips almost inaudibly and said to himself: "Now I know what Fu said. , damn it, Bruce!"

"Hey! If you want to say something, just say it out loud in front of me! Don't be like a little coward who can't spit out a fart!"

"I warn you, brat, it's not good for you to have such a stinky mouth."

"Fuck you! DICKWING!"

Dick exploded when Jason threw his hands up at him in a universal insult.

"You know, that's one of the many reasons why I'm upset that you took over my uniform." Dick pointed at Jason, and approached the much smaller boy until he poked Jason's chest, " You're just a lip-smacking bastard, you don't know what Robin means--what Robin means to me! No! You're just a stupid brat who thinks he's a teenage hero smug 'Look! I'm Robin! Amazing Kid!' How cool, I bet you just think this status allows you to use criminals as your punching bags, eh?"

"Since you love being Robin so much, you shouldn't be clamoring to give up this 'meaningful' identity to you in the first place, shouldn't you? Every decision has consequences, and you have to give up Robin to be Robin." Dickwing, it's useless to run back and cry now. You want to be an adult, don't you? That's like an adult! You choose to give up Robin, and now I'm Robin, don't you like it? Take it!" Jie Sen's voice gradually rose, and the last sentence was almost yelled directly in front of Dick's nose.

"I'll take it? Robin doesn't belong to Bruce! No! Robin belongs to me! Even if there is a new Robin, it should be appointed by me! Robin should never be decided by Bruce himself!" Dick's chest heaved violently due to this round of roaring competition, but he was quickly controlled.

Jason could tell it was the breathing Bruce had taught him.The nature of vigilante work requires that they must be able to control their bodies as perfectly as possible-breathing, heartbeat and even pain.

Thinking of Bruce once telling the person in front of him the breathing technique and the key to meditation just like he pointed himself.To think that Bruce used to laugh and say "well done Jason (Dick)" when this guy was successful, and here he is saying Bruce shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like that, as if Jason existed, Bruce made Jason How unfair this Robin thing was to Dick.Bruce mistreated him.

Jason suddenly felt a fire burning in his chest.

Such a familiar emotion—like when Willis came home drunk and punched his mother for no reason.It's an emotion Jason knows best, and it's one of the things he gives Bruce a headache about.

his anger.

"Then why the fuck don't you yell at Bruce?" Jason felt as if his head was out of sync with his body.Obviously he was so angry that he should have jumped at this bastard and beat him up, but he could continue to "talk" to Dick so calmly, yes, talk.Not screaming or roaring.

"What?" Dick obviously didn't expect Jason to ask him that.

The Jason he heard from Alfred, combined with the files in the Batcave (yes, he went back to the mansion while Bruce was away, so what?), what he expects is an angry Jason. He punches or tries to get out the door.

He hadn't expected this at all.

"I don't know what 'Robin' means to you. I don't know what kind of cold war you and Bruce are having." Jason saw his expressionless reflection in Dick's eyes, "I only know Bruce Gave me a home, a purpose worth fighting for, he gave me... hope for the future... real hope, not the hope that tomorrow's dinner will be in order or that I'll find a good sturdy cardboard box. It's that we Together we can make Gotham better and safer. And I'll fight to the last breath for that, as Robin or not as Robin. So if you have a problem with me being Robin, sir , please complain directly to my boss. Don’t be like those guys out there who are only tall but not balls, only dare to slap the front-line waiter on the table. Thank you!”

Jason felt that if he stayed in this room for a moment longer, he would explode in place.Directly past Dick who was stunned in place, he walked towards the door, Jason pressed the door handle and pulled it in, locking it.

It's probably someone who wanted to see himself angrily and stupidly fighting against the door, and deliberately set it up after entering the door.

"If you don't mind," Jason pointed to the door of the safe house, "I still have a case to follow up. DICK."

Dick didn't know what he did, and the door popped open with a "click", revealing an empty corridor.Obviously, the sound insulation effect of this safe room is excellent, otherwise the information leaked from the roaring match between the two of them just now would have caused the entire Gotham media to explode into space.

***

Dick stood by the French windows of the safe house and watched his successor sprint down the sidewalk, nimbly dodging passers-by until his back disappeared from his sight.

He didn't mean to spread his problems with Bruce onto the kid.No matter how violent or ugly the scene was when he broke up with Bruce, it had nothing to do with this kid.He can even imagine that Bruce keeps everything in his heart, and the chances of never bringing up the name "Dick Grayson" on his own initiative are probably...absolute.

"Damn it, Dick! What have you done!"

Dick leaned his head against the cold windowpane, feeling his breath blowing away the damp mist.

Returning to Gotham was indeed a wrong decision.