Where is the magic virus?

Returning indoors from the square, Jason just met Nathalie who came to look for him.

He readily agreed to give the blood sample, and he followed Miss Knight Commander back to the laboratory. He looked at Nassali carefully drawing his own blood, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask:

"When you left Gotham City, did you notice... anything unusual about Ye Yi?"

"Nightwing?"

Nathalie carefully recalled how she saw Batman and Nightwing an hour ago, and shook her head, "I didn't see anything unusual."

After a pause, he asked Jason, "...does it hurt?"

"...It's just an injection."

Immediately feeling a little sweet, Jason pinched Nathalie's tender face helplessly, squeezed it lightly, and asked another question casually: "Speaking of which, how did you know Batman and Nightwing? "

Natheri paused, but said honestly, "I met you when I chased you to Gotham City."

Jason: "..."

He squinted his eyes and looked at Nathali with an innocent face. Countless thoughts flashed through his brain, and then he suddenly thought of a possibility with the highest probability, and his face suddenly changed.

"...you and Mr. Strange were in Gotham long before I called you?"

Nathalie nodded.

"...You guys met Batman when you came to Gotham?" Jason's mouth began to twitch.

Nathalie nodded honestly again.

Jason gritted his teeth: "Batman and Nightwing, those bastards... Wait, you didn't tell those two guys that you went to Gotham to find me, did you?" His voice trembled a little.

Miss Knight Commander, who doesn't know how to look at people at all and can't tell lies, nodded again.

Jason, furiously: "...Then why didn't you tell me before!"

——I acted like an idiot for staying in Gotham for so long wearing that stupid red hood in order to prevent revealing my already exposed identity? ?

Nathali: "...but you didn't ask me?"

Jason: "..."

He was almost about to be laughed at by Nassali: "... Blame me?"

Hit by the explosive news that Nathalie inadvertently said, for a while, he didn't know whether to explain the matter clearly with Nathorie first, or to solve the problem that Bruce and Dick already knew that he was still alive. matter……

……and many more.

Bruce and Dick found out from Nathalie that he was alive.

Dick had just emailed his account via the Gotham Dark Web.

Suddenly realizing something, Jason jumped up from the laboratory seat, with a serious expression on his face, and quickly ran towards the three space doors of Karma Taj that were always open.

...Dick, this guy, could it be that something happened to him that forced him to ask for help?

Thinking of the "Wayne Manor" in the email Dick sent to himself, Jason's lips twitched, and he just had time to turn around and say to Natherie, "I have something to go out temporarily, don't worry and don't have to follow ", he hurriedly packed his equipment and weapons, quickly passed through the space gate, and galloped towards Gotham.

Jumping from night to day again, the time in Gotham was eleven o'clock at noon. Under the glare of the sun, Jason rushed to the outskirts of Gotham at the fastest speed, and then hesitated outside Wayne Manor. I didn't go in for a long time.

Returning to this familiar place, Jason felt very complicated and awkward.So he tentatively called Bruce and Dick's old number first, but no one answered.

Following his previous memory, he used his new mobile phone number to call the landline of Wayne Manor, but he persistently dialed three times, but the housekeeper who was supposed to answer the phone in time did not move.

... Now, Jason can be sure that something really happened to Bruce, Dick, and Ah Fu, and it wasn't a trick that Dick deliberately made to make him go home.

Jason's heart skipped a beat.

Standing outside Wayne Manor, he calmly convinced himself several times: I came to Wayne Manor this time not only to investigate how much Bruce and Dick knew about my situation, but also to help Dick and Alfred. I have nothing to do with Bruce. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all!

Then he took a deep breath, put on the iconic red hood, and quietly turned into a hidden corner.

The entire Wayne Manor was quiet, and there was not even a single person walking in the tall and luxurious bungalows. Jason looked at the manor through a few French windows, and found that there really seemed to be no one in the whole manor.

At this time, not to mention Dick and the third-generation Robin, Ah Fu should have already prepared lunch, and it would be right to ask Bruce to wake up and eat, but there is no smell of fireworks in the kitchen right now. There wasn't even a soul in the huge restaurant, let alone a lunch meal.

Relying on his familiarity and understanding of Wayne Manor, Jason carefully avoided the surveillance and the hall of the manor, slowly and carefully jumped onto the balcony on the second floor of Wayne Manor, quietly opened the French windows, and jumped in flexibly , turned a few turns with ease, and got into the monitoring room on the second floor.

——After all, except for Bruce and the housekeeper Alfred, no one is more familiar with this house than Robin who grew up here.

The monitoring room on the second floor is no different than the Batcave, but you can still see the surveillance video of the entire Wayne Manor (except the Batcave). Jason locked the door and manipulated the monitoring room, intending to recall the video from two hours ago.

Counting the time, Dick sent him an email an hour and a half ago, directing him to Wayne Manor—at least two points can be seen from his overly brief email: first, he needs Jason to hurry To Wayne Manor; second, Jason needs to do some kind of action in Wayne Manor in order to help Dick.

Seeing the empty Wayne Manor, Jason had no choice but to use the surveillance to see what happened here before making a judgment.

The host in the monitoring room was turned on, and the account password box for verifying the identity of the visitor popped up.

Jason paused, hesitated, and tentatively entered his account ID and password when he was the second-generation Robin.

I thought that after almost four years, Bruce should delete his account from the system, but he didn't expect that the host screen flickered quickly, and the account was confirmed, and a simple line of text popped up in an instant:

[Welcome home, Mr. Jason Todd. ]

"........."

When he saw the phrase "Welcome home", Jason's nose suddenly soured.

He closed his eyes, forcibly endured the nostalgia and sadness pouring out of his heart like a tide, and continued typing on the keyboard, calling up the surveillance video two hours ago, and checking it bit by bit.

According to Jason's recollection, two hours ago, Bruce and Dick should have been in Wayne Tower and on their way back. There should be only Al Fu and the third-generation Robin in Wayne Manor.

Sure enough, from the surveillance, Jason easily found the figure of the butler Alfred. His hair is more gray than before, and his face is much haggard and older than four years ago, but he still looks in a good mood and state of mind. A relaxed look, with a relaxed and elegant smile on his face—in fact, Mr. Steward kept this smile on his face after he learned that Jason did not die, but lived happily with a good girl elsewhere .

Through monitoring, Jason saw him pass the hall and dining room, and walked into the kitchen. He should have expected that Bruce and Dick were on their way back, preparing to make a sumptuous lunch for everyone.

After a while, Tim Drake, the third-generation Robin that Jason desperately wanted to avoid and didn't want to mention at all, came up from the Batcave. Through surveillance, Jason found that the third-generation Robin was a man with a head on his head. Straw-like messy black hair, dark circles under the eyes, expressionless young man, he seemed very tired, just walked into the restaurant, he yawned several times.

...This kid with bad taste, unprofessional appearance, and no systematic training is Lao Tzu's successor?

Jason carefully observed the third generation of Robin in the surveillance through the screen full of malice. Driven by inexplicable jealousy, he picked out a lot of Tim's faults.

(Tim: “…………”)

After about 10 minutes, Bruce and Dick also came out of the Batcave. Surprisingly, they did not take off their armor, but entered the restaurant, and said to Mr. Butler and the third-generation Robin A few words, drank a cup of coffee, and then continued to turn back to the Batcave.

According to the monitoring, not only Bruce and Dick entered the Batcave, but also Alfred and the third generation Robin followed Bruce into it.

...and finally never came out again.

Risking exposure, Dick emailed him via the Gotham Darknet, minutes after they entered the Batcave.

Jason watched all the monitoring in silence and carefully, and finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the Batcave to investigate.

... If Wayne Manor is a place that makes him nostalgic and sentimental, then the Batcave is probably the place that makes Jason's nerves instantly sensitive and sharp.

But even though Jason was extremely unwilling, complained about Bruce, and vowed to abandon his past Robin identity, when he stood outside the Batcave according to his memory and accepted the iris and fingerprint lock tests, he found that the Batcave system also passed the test. After verifying his identity, the machine gently said "Welcome home, second-generation Robin" to him,

...still couldn't help but blush.

After wiping his face, he carefully walked through the long corridor, passed through the arsenal, various Batmobiles, and various warships, and formally entered the dark and quiet main control room.

It was a very familiar place, and before Jason had time to miss it, he saw a black armor that was so familiar to him spread out on the floor of the main control room.

With just one glance, Jason immediately realized that this was Batman's armor!

According to Jason's understanding of the old father, Batman would never take off his armor, let alone throw his armor on the ground like this!

Suddenly thought of some bad possibility, Jason's face turned pale, and his breathing became disordered.He squatted down at a loss, and subconsciously picked up Batman's armor and black cape...

Then he shook his whole body, and his palm felt a soft and warm little thing from inside the armor.

Jason froze in disbelief at first, then hesitantly lifted off the armor and cloak, and a white and tender soft head came out of the armor with difficulty.

Jason: "…………………"

Ruantuanzi: "……………………"

Jason Todd, a muscular man in his 20s, stared blankly at the head of the less than one-year-old Ruan Tuanzi held in his palm, carefully sized Ruan Tuanzi's appearance and expression, and fell silent for a long time .

…………… Well, what a baby with fierce eyes.

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