[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Sergeant Gordon waited by the batlight.

Usually when the Bat searchlights are on, Batman will appear behind him without anyone noticing, but last night the Bat searchlights were on all night, and Batman didn't appear.

Nothing major happened last night, Arkham was business as usual, a few sporadic break-ins and small gang fights, but Batman was nowhere to be seen.

This means that he may be dealing with other heroes who should be worried about major league players (such as aliens), but in this case his other "partners" will always have someone to respond.Situations like yesterday had Gordon worrying that Batman might have... no, stop, he couldn't go on thinking like that.

Gordon took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and pricked up his ears to listen for the slight footsteps behind him—this was his experience of countless times when he almost had a heart attack. When facing Batman, listening is more important than seeing. works.Most people are accustomed to relying on their own eyes, but Batman is always hidden in the dark, those blind spots that will not be noticed by others, instead of opening their eyes wide to find Batman, it is better to prick up their ears carefully Listen to the noise behind you, it could be a mouse running by, but it could also be the Dark Knight of Gotham falling behind you.

"It's time for you to come too!" Gordon put on his glasses and turned around. He was about to ask what happened yesterday, but he didn't expect Batman to appear, but two came at a time.

"Chief." The first Batman nodded to him, and the other Batman nodded to Gordon in the same way.

"What's going on here." Gordon took a few steps back and looked at the two unfamiliar "Batmen" warily. Their costumes looked very realistic, but there was no guarantee that this wasn't some morbid trick thought up by criminals. , "Who are you? Where's Batman?"

"It's okay, Director." Red Robin and Robin fell behind Gordon, and Red Robin kindly assured the two Batmen, "They are with us."

Gordon still looked a little skeptical: "Since Red Robin said so...but, Batman...I mean, what happened to the original Batman?"

As soon as this question came up, the four policemen on the roof fell silent, and the last one who broke the silence was Batman, who was the first to greet Gordon: "He... is inseparable for the time being."

"Well, I just want to say that the assassin who assassinated Bruce Wayne and Lincoln March is missing." Gordon snorted and took out a few photos from his windbreaker pocket, but did not choose Not to the Batmen, but to Red Robin standing by his side.

When the vigilantes circulated the photos, Gordon silently lit a cigarette. First, there were strange death warnings, disappearing assassins, and double Batman. Gordon felt that he had the right to smoke.

"Wayne's murderer, I remember him falling from the Wayne Tower and dying instantly?" Batman—Gordon decided to call him Big Batman in his mind, and the other was Little Batman.

Don't get me wrong, judging from the muscles under the uniform, both Batmen are very strong, at least for Gordon, either can knock out his teeth with a punch, but standing side by side, one of them A Batman is noticeably smaller.

"That's right, he crushed a car when he fell, and he was obviously dead when the ambulance crew pulled him out, so he was sent directly to the morgue and waited in line for the forensic autopsy." Gordon tensed in a gust of wind He took off his windbreaker, "but apparently he came back to life and killed the security guard."

"Is it possible that someone broke in and killed the security guard and stole the body?" Little Bat asked while looking at the photo.

"People from the forensics department have already seen the scene. Judging from the distribution of blood, the security guard turned his back to the door when he was killed, and the prisoner broke through the transom window of the morgue and climbed out. Another person was found outside. The deceased also had smashed car windows. The traffic team is tracing the vehicle registered in the deceased's name." Gordon was at a loss for words to explain to the family of the hapless driver.

——On behalf of the police department, I would like to express my condolences to you about your husband being killed by the corpse of a prisoner who escaped from the morgue and carjacked.

Sounds like the GCPD collective has been possessed!

The big Batman handed the photo back to Gordon. The group of people seemed unaffected at all. Gordon didn't know whether it was because the other party's psychological quality was high enough, or they knew the reason behind the resurrection of the dead.He only hopes that someone can clean up this mess. Now almost everyone in the entire police station brings at least two crosses to work, and half of them suddenly have a "Bible" and various strange amulets on their desks. Every police station is turned into a voodoo hall by them.

"So, we have a killer who is resurrected after death." Big Batman nodded thoughtfully, "It's not like I haven't seen it before. Is there anything else, Director?"

Gordon reckoned that he could say "resurrection of the dead" as easily as if the aunt next door came to visit again, and there were probably only four of them in Gotham.

"Just... get this done, okay?" Gordon said while bowing his head and counting the number of photos. This kind of photos can't be easily leaked outside to make a fuss for the media. When he looked up, there were only He was left alone with Bat-Search.

"Bats." Gordon shook his head helplessly, turned off the bat searchlight, went downstairs and returned to the police station to continue working overtime.

***

Jason and Dick both wore bat suits and made several "aggressive" appearances in Gotham's West End and East End respectively.

For example, a burglary in a jewelry store was handled in the past. After Batman caught the thief, he tied him up and hung him on a lamppost in an alley, and then notified the police to come and collect the goods.Today's Batman deliberately kicked the thief onto the road, and tied up the thief in full view. Although the process took less than a minute, it was enough for the passing crowd to take a few blurred photos and It's posted online.

Another example is the fighting of violent gangs. In the past, Batman used smoke｜mist｜bullets as a cover to quickly subdue the people on both sides before everyone reacted, and then tied them up, called the police and confirmed that the police were there. Come pick up.Today's Batman didn't use guns, but jumped off the roof next to him and landed in the middle of the two violent gangs. With a flexible posture that humans can't do, he not only dodged their attacks, but also knocked them out. Put them all down.

Too many people have seen Batman in action, including members of the Court of Owls.

"What's going on here!" The white-masked courtroom gathered, with two pictures of Batman on the table.Filmed by different people at two locations far apart, "Didn't we already catch Batman!"

"He was wandering in the maze, and when Talon subdued him, he found Batman's usual weapon on him, the real thing." Another member insisted that they did not catch the wrong person, "These two are just fakes .”

"But their methods don't look like amateurs at all." Another member held a video that had been reposted over ten thousand times in his hand. "Whether it's fake or not, they are obviously believers in bats."

"Then we will generously give them despair." The hoarse voice of the older member was creepy, "There is only one legend in Gotham, and that is the court of owls."

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

Hearing the echoing voice, the older member asked into the air, "How is Batman?"

"Still wandering in the maze, his hallucinations have gradually intensified, and he is not far from collapse." The figure emerging from the shadows is the "corpse" that Gordon said escaped from the morgue.

"Then, Talon, help us bring these two fake Batmen, and let the three of them experience triple despair together."

Talon bowed his head deeply in front of the members of the court, and replied in a reverent tone: "I will obey your will, my court."

***

This is the third day Batman has been missing.

Jason and Dick are still active in Gotham City as "Batman", and after solving a few small cases, they turn to the sewer and operate near the area where Bruce disappeared.

Before Bruce's disappearance, he was investigating the death of his great-great-grandfather, Alan Wayne, who built the Wayne Tower.When the missing Alan Wayne was found in the sewer, his body had already been soaked in water. Everyone thought that he slipped and fell into the sewer and drowned. After all, in the last days of Alan Wayne He is always yelling that the owl is coming, and he is suspicious, so it is not unusual for such a mentally unstable person to have accidents.

But when Bruce re-excavated Alan Wayne's bones for inspection, countless knife marks were found on the bones, just like the unknown dead.

Old Wayne didn't stumble and drown, he was killed by the Court of Owls.

When Bruce returned to the sewer where Alan Wayne's body was found, he probably wanted to find the hidden stronghold of the Court of Owls, such as the one Jason accidentally discovered.

"Are you sure this will work?" Dick's voice in the headset was mixed with the sound of water and echoes.

"I'm pretty sure. Didn't they mean they're everywhere?" Jason replied absently, most of his attention still focused on observing the surrounding environment. "Did you find anything out of the roster?"

"Red Robin is checking. So far, I only know that these names are former performers of the circus. I don't know anything else." Dick's voice was a little depressed. The circus in his memory was a big happy family, but Apparently no happy family has bones hidden in the closet.

"Is there anyone you know?" Jason turned a corner and looked behind him, but there was no one.

"No, the man before my name, if he hadn't died young, I would have had a chance to know him, but he died in a car accident with a littered trailer There was a fire, and he didn't escape." Dick let out a long breath, "That list looks like a death register, and I began to think that if B didn't take me away, maybe I would have died early in the In some strange corner."

—— Zizi

A burst of high-frequency noise suddenly burst out of Dick's earphones, causing him to quickly switch the channel by rubbing the earphones.

"Batman?"

No echo.

"Call Red Robin, where is Batman?"

"This is Red Robin." Tim's voice sounded in the earphone after three seconds, "I can't locate Batman here, his signal has disappeared. Now pass on the last location of your signal."

Dick's Batman watched the message from Tim and rushed towards the flashing red dot.

Extra part

Red Hood deeply felt the weight of the burden of being an idol.

Thanks to Jason from a parallel Earth who used his body for a flamboyant Gotham exorcism, now he's just shown up as the Red Hood and someone comes to his door for an exorcism.

He's not an exorcist!What's wrong with these people?

If a child is afraid of ghosts and won’t be able to sleep in the middle of the night, don’t let him watch horror movies before going to bed. What’s the use of finding someone to exorcise evil spirits? Tell me about it?

If the elderly have auditory hallucinations, they should be taken to check whether it is a sign of dementia. Don’t just ask someone to exorcise evil spirits, you know?

What's wrong with these people?

Red Hood finally got rid of another imp who was pestering him to watch magic, and returned to his safe house.He needs to think of a way, how to recreate his tough guy image.

This has to be considered in the long run. Of course, changing the identity directly is the fastest way. Convincing gangsters cannot be achieved with a bag of heads. Besides, he is not a beheading madman, but the image of the red hood exorcising demons is too deep. In the minds of the citizens, letting him advance is neither a retreat nor a retreat.

The most important thing right now is to keep his subordinates steady, so that they won't start to use their brains again after they haven't seen each other for a few days.After finally making it all the way to the meeting place with his subordinates in a secretive manner, the red hood inspected his attire against the reflection of the glass—the hood was very polished and handsome.I got a new coat and it looks great.The gun and holster are all in place, very handsome.

Just to put it bluntly, he is a vicious gangster with a proper outfit. How could he be a magician who chanted spells and cast spells?

"You bastards!" Red Hood kicked open the warehouse door violently on purpose, and cursed viciously, "I haven't been here for a few days, are your skins loose?"

Everyone waiting in the warehouse is not a small boss of the Gotham gang. He can call in a dozen or twenty followers when he goes out and yells, but now he behaves like a little quail in front of the red hood. All the questions showed a flattering smile.

"How dare you, boss." The little bosses licked their faces, scrambling to report their work progress to the red hood, and repeatedly emphasized that they would never dare to tell the children drug trafficking.

The red hood looked at the group of people trembling because of his occasional silence with satisfaction, this is what it should be like to see a gangster boss.Those outside who come up to seek exorcism as soon as they see it are problematic!

"Well, very good." Red Hood nodded, watching the group of little bosses retreat with relief, but one of them still looked at Red Hood from time to time, as if he had something to say but didn't dare to say it.

Red Hood didn't intend to pay attention to him at first, but the other party's pitiful eyes glanced at him from time to time, so that Red Hood finally couldn't help but slapped the table and let the other party stand in front of him: "You, if you have something to say, don't say it again. Looking around there, it seems that I have done something to you. Tell me!"

"Just... just..." The guy who was named stuttered as if he forgot how to complete the sentence, and he didn't say anything useful after "just" for a long time.

"Hey, Johnny, Johnny..." Red Hood sighed dramatically, leaned forward, and approached Johnny, "What the hell did you do?"

It's not that Red Hood doesn't trust the ability of those present, but that gangsters like them, even if they don't take the initiative to make trouble, trouble will come to their door, not to mention that Johnny's temper is not a good little white rabbit.

Before Johnny could answer, Red Hood was already thinking about which faction he was dealing with, perhaps Maloney?Or Asian?

"It's not me, it's...it's my cousin." Johnny hurriedly separated the relationship.

Well, it's not unheard of for someone's relatives and friends to get into trouble, and it turns into a gang fight to help get back on the table.Red Hood recalled what kind of guy Johnny's cousin was, and how much trouble he could cause, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't think of such a person—well, that means no amount of trouble can break the sky. .Just help Johnny deal with this problem, and treat it as a sweet date after the big stick.

"What's the matter with your cousin? Tell me what's wrong with you? You think the boss you're talking to is a muscular guy who can only use guns to play hard!"

Red Hood's words gave Johnny great confidence. Originally, he couldn't articulate a sentence over and over again, but now he can say it vividly, as if everyone was watching what happened on the spot.Speaking of the exciting part, Johnny also personally took part in the battle and pulled the little partner next to him to perform live with him-it was like this, and then my cousin was like that...

After listening to the first three sentences, in fact, Red Hood wanted to stop and have Johnny packed up and kicked out of the house. It would be better to pour cement and sink to the bottom of the river.It just happened that Johnny had something to say, even though he was talking about himself, he could only admit it.Fortunately, he still has a hood to cover his expression, no one can see that he has started to lose sight of his eyes.

In fact, the matter is very simple. Johnny’s cousin Kevin is a small businessman who sells antiques. Everyone calls him Spicy Chicken K—because selling antiques is a good way to say it. In fact, he specializes in selling all kinds of junk goods and is deceiving people. Say something lucky.For example, the lucky coin during the Vietnam War. This thing saved the life of a soldier. If it wasn't because the other party was poor and sick, he wouldn't have given this coin to him.

Spicy Chicken K didn’t do any murder or arson except for selling fake products to cheat some money, but recently he got into bad luck for no apparent reason. He was going to open the door of the shop in the morning, but the key was broken in the lock and he had to find it. Someone replaces the entire lock.Finally changed the lock. Less than half a day after opening, a group of people rushed in and smashed his small shop, because the customer who bought his fake antiques two days ago was a person with a background, and found out that he was caught by spicy chicken K After being cheated, unlike other people who rubbed their noses to recognize it, they directly asked someone to smash his shop, and Spicy Chicken K was also interrupted and sent to the hospital. However, the surveillance camera in his shop was a fake one. Not paying the prisoner to compensate for the medical expenses, he could only bear to watch his green dollar bills fly to the hospital.

During the hospitalization, Spicy Chicken K's bad luck went to the next level. The nurse who inserted his IV was a newcomer, and his hand was almost rotten from the poke, and he still hadn't found a blood vessel.When eating the sick meal, the fork broke as soon as it went into his mouth, and he almost choked to death.Wanting to get out of bed to go to the toilet, I got up from the bed and held on to the drip stand. The wheels under the drip stand slid forward uncontrollably, causing Spicy Chicken K to fall straight down the hospital corridor and break his front teeth. .

"... That's it. Even when my cousin is lying on the hospital bed, he will be beaten to death by a brat coming in. Boss, please help!" Johnny sincerely begged.

Red Hood doesn't really know what he can do, pay for the hot chicken K's medical bills?Judging by the worsening condition of the other party, his medical insurance must not be able to afford it, but it still depends on what Johnny thinks.

"So? How do you want me to help?" Red Hood asked.

Johnny rubbed his hands, bent his waist lower, and made his posture softer.

"That's it, boss, can you make a move..." Johnny made a set of nondescript poses, and then smiled doglegly at the red hood.

"What the hell?" Red Hood really didn't understand what Johnny was saying.

"I understand, I understand. Naturally, an expert like Boss will not make a move easily." Johnny nodded as a matter of course, completely unaware that Red Hood was already screaming in his heart "What the hell do you understand!" He ran back to his original seat and took out a black suitcase.

"Boss, this is a little care." Johnny opened the box in front of the red hood. Inside was the first edition of Catherine Stocker's little "The Help", which was also signed by the author.

This book is not a century-old masterpiece, but a best-selling novel. It tells the story of an avant-garde and open-minded female college student who can't understand the discrimination against black maids in white families. The story of the human voice.

But for the red hood - Jason Todd, this book was the last novel he read before his death.It was the book in his backpack when he hopped on the plane to find his mother.He still remembers being on the plane at that time, while reading the novel, he lamented that the heroine was really brave. Her actions challenged not just a single case, but the values ​​of an era.Jason found a resonance from the heroine.

Red Hood reached out to pick up the book from the box that Johnny was holding, and opened it along the creases on the back that had been flipped through to the middle part, where a bookmark lay.Picking up the bookmark and turning it over, the abbreviation of JT in the corner still smudged out a large black ink, which was caused by the owner not being used to pens.

Seeing that his boss seemed very satisfied, Johnny secretly rejoiced that he had listened to the old man who stopped him in the bar, saying that if he wanted to give Red Hood a gift, books were the most suitable, and he even recommended him where to go Which book to look for in a second-hand bookstore, otherwise a bastard like him who didn't graduate from high school would go to a bookstore!

"Boss, when is it convenient for you to go to the hospital to exorcise my cousin?" Johnny asked while the iron was hot, with a smile on his face.

Red Hood's hand that was rubbing the bookmark trembled, fortunately it was blocked by the book so that no one else could see it.

What's even more frightening is that besides Johnny, there are quite a few of Red Hood's subordinates who are waiting to see his reaction with eyes full of anticipation - it's obvious that Johnny is going to test the water temperature!

Just say that I am a gangster, not an exorcist boy. What is wrong with you people?

Holding the tribute gift from his subordinates in his hand (he was very satisfied), thinking about what he promised to help just now, and looking at the witnesses in the audience, Red Hood thought about killing these people collectively and replacing them with a group of new ones Possibility, finally swallowing MMP with a black face (thanks to the hood for all-around coverage) and agreeing to see Johnny's cousin next week.

He had to go back to the Internet to find the video of the Exorcism Fist and practice it.

Today's Red Hood still carries a heavy burden of idols.

Extra part

Red Hood tried his best to search the Internet, but most of the videos are blurry. The clearest part was shot in the hospital, which is the scene where Red Hood and the real "exorcist" Jason exchanged. one day.

But even that video was recorded halfway through, and the part where "Red Hood" breaks into the hospital and starts doing exorcism and cleansing punches doesn't appear in the frame at the beginning.He tried to find it from the hospital's surveillance camera, but the angle was wrong. All he recorded was a back view, and he couldn't make out the gestures at all.

"Damn it!" Red Hood cursed, and began to think about the ins and outs of the whole "exorcism" incident.

It is impossible for the old bat not to know about such a big matter.And the "Red Hood" at that time was under the control of the old bat. If he allowed the "Red Hood" to exorcise demons everywhere in Gotham, then there is only one possibility, that is, the old man has confirmed that this trick is really effective.

How to confirm such a mysterious thing?

It's probably only convincing if you see it with your own eyes.

"In other words, I have to go into the Batcave." Red Hood punched his thigh angrily, "Fu*k!"

It's not that Red Hood is afraid of Batman and his birds. If he was afraid of Batman, he wouldn't have planned the big show where the old man had to choose between himself and the Joker.It's just that since the day he exchanged with the "Red Hood" on the parallel earth, he has never been close to the Wayne mansion, nor has he been close to Batman's usual night patrol route. He doesn't know what it will be if Batman sees him reaction?

Probably calling for him to be brought to justice?The other party didn't do this before because the soul from the parallel earth lived in this body. Now he is a real "villain" with red hood. How could the dark knight miss this opportunity to uphold justice?

Batman feels guilty about the Red Hood, but that guilt isn't enough to compromise Batman's pursuit of justice.Just like he insists on not killing the Joker, Batman won't let murderers roam his city.

—but he gave you that book, have you ever seen him give gifts to other criminals?

There's this little voice in my head that I can't get rid of.

Oh yes.Red Hood didn't believe it was Johnny's good luck at all. He could dig up his own copy when he searched for any old book. The old bat must be behind the scenes.

It has to be said that Batman has the ability to let others do things for him, and he can also make the other party think that everything he does is his own idea, but he doesn't know that his every move is performed according to Batman's script.

"Whatever, it's just a bat cave." Red Hood packed up his equipment angrily, grabbed the book that Johnny "tributed" and started to read. When he finished the finale, he could already see It's early morning misty daylight.

He particularly picked a time of day to go to the Batcave.At this time, those who should be pretending to be stupid in Wayne Enterprises are pretending to be stupid, and those who should be pretending to be good at school are pretending to be good. Grayson is in Bloohaven when he has nothing to do, so it is reasonable to speculate that there will only be Ah Fu in the entire Wayne family.If he invaded the Batcave directly from the outside, even if he hacked the security facility at the door, the alarm would be immediately fed back to other people.

But going down from the mansion will be fine.During the day, Ah Fu would also go down to the Batcave to clean up. Red Hood thought that as long as he told Ah Fu well and let him go down to watch a video, it should be... no problem, right?

***

As soon as Ah Fu opened the back door, he saw the heavy locomotive hidden in the garden bushes like a thief, his eyebrows trembled.

"Master Jason." The butler nodded slightly to the young man at the door and said hello, "Long time no see, you look good, so I'm relieved."

It was only then that Red Hood realized that Ah Fu was also among the people he had left without saying goodbye.Whatever shit Batman has been up to, whatever the fight between the two of them, Alfred has done nothing but take care of everyone in the room.If you want to say that Ah Fu did something wrong, it is to take scum like Red Hood to heart.

Without the cover of the hood, his thoughts were clearly written on his face. (Or maybe it's Alford's ability to read minds? He's Batman who raised Batman, after all.)

"Don't think about it, Master Jason." Ah Fu frowned and reproached a few times, and let the red hood enter the room sideways, "Come in, I just made tea."

"Thanks, Fu." Red Hood smiled awkwardly at the old man, and stepped into the kitchen after rubbing the mud on the step mat, "I...uh..."

Before he had time to explain his purpose of coming, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

Bruce Wayne, who was supposed to play the foolish and rich boy in Wayne Enterprises, was actually sitting at the table, holding a coffee cup in his left hand and a tablet computer in his right hand, looking at the financial statements. Moving away, he looked at the young man who stayed in place: "Jason, sit down, what are you doing standing up?"

Very ordinary greeting.

Red Hood numbly pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Tea, please, Master Jason." Ah Fu brought black tea and small biscuits to go with it.

Red Hood completed the actions of thanking Ah Fu and drinking tea and snacks entirely by subconscious reflexes. During this period, his eyes hardly left Bruce who was opposite him.

Maybe this is just an illusion, the next second he is going to slap the table and start reviewing the great achievements of the Red Hood?

But after Ah Fu refilled the tea three times in a row, and changed the biscuits twice, Bruce still buried himself in his report, occasionally frowning and snorting.

The outburst that Red Hood waited for with vigilance and fear didn't look like it was going to happen.

Bruce even directed the red hood to get something from his study, and he went there in a daze. When Bruce took the things and looked up to him and said, "Thanks, Jason." It was embarrassing that he didn't take the opportunity to smash Bruce's study.

Based on the idea that the enemy can't move and I can't move, the red hood dragged the plan of "diving into the Batcave from Wayne's mansion" into a plan of "eating Bruce Wayne to death".Not only did he have lunch, but he even rolled up his sleeves to help Ah Fu cook a table full of special dishes that took a lot of effort, and emptied nine tenths of the food freezer in the mansion.

Seeing the corners of Bruce's mouth twitching unnaturally in front of the long table in the restaurant stretching from one end to the other, Red Hood felt that this trip was really worth it!

Even when Bruce looked at him, he deliberately bit the beef roll as if he was eating the meat of an enemy, without a trace of demeanor at all.

Even when they left, they packed five or six fresh-keeping boxes, all of which were good ingredients made by him and Ah Fu.When Red Hood returned to his safe house and neatly stuffed the fresh-keeping boxes into the refrigerator one by one, he suddenly realized that what he did was not similar to those college students who had studied abroad for a long time and went home for a long time.

no!He has to go again tomorrow, this time he will go at another time so he won't be blocked by Bruce!

On the second day, the Red Hood chose to come to the door at one o'clock in the afternoon, when most people had just finished their lunch break and were about to start the second half of the day's work.

"Yo, Jason." Grayson, with hair that was sleeping like a bird's nest, and gums at the corners of his eyes, yawned, and a burst of overnight bad breath hit his face, causing the red hood to hold his breath on the spot.

"Ah Fu is going to buy groceries, I'm going to go to sleep, you can do whatever you want." Grayson stretched a hand from the hem of his oversized T-shirt to scratch his stomach, half-closed his eyes and walked back to the room, mouth still While complaining, "The big night shift is followed directly by the morning shift...people do things..."

Red Hood thought of the ingredients he emptied yesterday, and his behavior of eating and taking, and Ah Fu had to buy so many materials in one go to make up the inventory, he suddenly felt that he made Ah Fu so old Labor should be struck by lightning.

Touching his nose, Red Hood exited the Wayne mansion, stepped on the motorcycle and went straight to the supermarket where Ah Fu used to buy vegetables.

On the third day, Red Hood decided that he would give up his original plan of attacking from top to bottom, and directly attacked the Batcave in the middle of the night, as soon as the alarm sounded, it would not be more embarrassing than the previous two days!

"Oh, I thought who it was, it turned out to be a jujube essence." Robin huddled in front of the bat computer wearing a full uniform, turned the chair around and took a look at Red Hood, the console behind him was covered with crumpled toilet paper.

Because he came out to act in the middle of the night, so he was wearing a red hood with night patrol equipment, and almost slammed the hood in anger, scolding who the hell is the red date essence.

And you, a kid who seems to be unable to tell the difference between sugar and salt, can you recognize red dates?Is it clear which is which when it is put together with dates?

You can't even tell the difference between red dates and palm dates, what kind of Robin!

Just when he was about to give Robin a hearty meal, the child on the chair suddenly had his nose twitched, turned around and frantically took a handful of toilet paper and blew his nose.As soon as I heard the sound, I knew it was definitely severe sinusitis, and I was dizzy and couldn't finish blowing my purulent nose.

Tsk, look at you, I won't beat you up tonight.

Reported the news that Robin was ill and did not rest in bed but secretly went down to the Batcave to Ah Fu, and helped the old man carry Robin who kept screaming and resisting (Robin: You accuser!) back to the room and hanged The water medicine was poured, and the red hood drove all the way back to the safe house in the night wind to hide his achievements and fame.

Wait, I seem to have forgotten something.

Dry!I forgot to enter the bat computer to check the video!

There are still three days left before the one-week appointment with Johnny.Red Hood tried a bad exorcism punch inside the safehouse, and as he expected, nothing happened.

During this period, Johnny sent several messages and photos. Spicy Chicken K was originally admitted to the hospital because of a broken hand. Now not only his hands are hung up, but his feet and neck are also fixed. A person lying in a hospital bed is almost like a mummy.There are obvious signs of swelling on his face. It is said that a bear child broke into the ward, climbed onto his bed to play, and very kindly stuffed the peanut butter biscuit he was eating into the mouth of Spicy Chicken K to "invite" uncle to eat biscuits.By the time the child's mother screamed and took her child away, his face was already swollen into a pig's head due to allergies.

Just looking at the miserable appearance in the photo, Red Hood wondered if the other party would survive seven days.

What saved him was the Batcave exorcism boxing demonstration video that suddenly jumped into his mailbox one day.Looking at the clear picture and all-round slow motion analysis, Red Hood visited the clock tower devoutly holding the hardcover Blu-ray DVD of "Twilight" that day.

Not to mention the DVD, even if Barbara said she wanted the pale glowing version of Cedric Diggory, Red Hood would immediately help her send the actor himself in a sack for free straight to the house.

After watching the video of completing the Batcave, the Red Hood made a special trip to Gotham