Chapter 1442: Flying Birds and Returning (III)

Red Robin began to have a headache.

With his wisdom, he could naturally figure out that at the point in time when Batman had just graduated from college, most of the members of the Bat-family were probably still children, scattered all over Cat Getan or further away.

Let alone the Teen Titans, it was questionable whether the current Batman even had his first Robin.

Just then, the manor gate was pushed open again. Dick walked in carrying his dance clothes. Instantly, the eyes of all members of the Bat-family fell on him.

Dick was stunned by the gaze. He spent a few seconds thinking about whether the appearance of this group of people in strange costumes at Wei En Manor had some deep meaning he couldn't understand, but all his thinking eventually turned into a yawn.

It was almost nine o'clock now, and he was exhausted from dancing, tired and sleepy. His French homework hadn't been finished, so he decided to go upstairs to sleep and get up early tomorrow morning to finish the homework.

After Dick's yawn ended, he squinted his eyes and waved at Bruce's side, saying, "Hello, you too, good evening."

He said while walking upstairs. Bruce turned his head to look at him and asked, "Have you finished your French homework?"

"No, I plan to get up tomorrow morning to finish it."

"Then you'd better get up early. Thomas will come back to pick up things at seven tomorrow morning. If he finds out you haven't finished it, we'll both be in trouble."

"Don't worry, my biological clock will save you."

After saying this, Dick disappeared at the end of the stairs. Bruce turned his eyes back to the group and said, "I don't care how the Wei En Manor in your universe operates, but here, you must sleep by nine o'clock."

Barbara widened her eyes, stepped forward, and said, "You make your Robin sleep at nine o'clock, and then you leave him alone to be Batman? He will be sad!"

"First of all, what is a Robin?"

Nightwing showed a slightly embarrassed expression. He pulled Barbara's arm and said, "I didn't become Robin the moment I entered Wei En Manor either. This Dick might just be his foster son."

Just then, the gate was slammed open with a 'bang', and Jason and Tim rolled together and fell to the ground.

Jason stood up first, grabbed Tim's scarf tightly, pulled him back, and said, "Not being on my side in the wrestling game is definitely the biggest mistake you've ever made! You'll learn your lesson soon!"

"You're best at getting angry from embarrassment!" Tim scolded back: "You didn't win the wrestling, so you want to take revenge on me alone. Tomorrow I'll go to the corridor outside your class and shout loudly! You're finished, Jason!"

Tim grabbed his scarf and yanked it back hard. Jason staggered and fell to the side. He didn't see what was behind him and rolled backward.

As a result, the long hem of Jason's overcoat all rushed into the fireplace, and the flames 'whooshed' up. Tim widened his eyes, pointed behind Jason, and said, "You're on fire!"

"Are you lying to a child?! Come again!"

"You're really on fire! Put it out quickly!"

Looking at Tim's terrified expression, Jason looked back and jumped up even more terrified. Tim directed him: "Quick, roll on the ground to put it out!"

"That will make the carpet burn too, you idiot!"

"Quick! I'll use a pillow to help you put it out!"

Bruce let go of Aisha, strode to the fireplace, grabbed the collar of Jason's overcoat, tore the clothes off him in a few movements, threw them on the ground, and stomped out the flames in a few steps.

"Didn't I say you were stupid? You actually wanted me to roll on the ground? Obviously, we should take off the clothes first!"

"You actually have the nerve to call me stupid when you managed to set yourself on fire?"

At this time, Alfred, who had parked the car, walked in. He shook his head looking at the overcoat whose hem had been burned and the carpet stained with black ash.

And the watching Bat-family members had their hearts in their throats. Red Hood and Red Robin looked at each other, and instantly completed the exchange with their eyes—"You're really brave," "Isn't it you who's braver," "I feel like you're finished," "It's us who are finished together."

"Have you finished your homework?" Bruce asked.

"Almost." Jason waved his hand impatiently and said: "I finished, Tim is almost there, his essay is two lines short, he can't think of anything, he'll finish it tomorrow morning."

"Thomas is coming back to pick up things tomorrow morning."

Tim immediately gasped, grabbed Jason's arm, and ran upstairs, saying while running: "Quick quick quick, help me think of some words! Otherwise, Thomas will tell my dad, my dad will tell my mom, my mom will tell my aunt, and my aunt will trace all my shortcomings back to when I didn't go to etiquette training at age four! Can't let Thomas talk to my aunt!"

"She wouldn't be the kind of person who has never experienced elite education but worships it as a divine oracle, would she?!"

"She is!"

The two disappeared at the end of the stairs while pulling and tugging. Alfred cleaned up the traces on the ground. Bruce looked at his watch again. It was already nine-ten.

"Alfred, take them to the guest rooms upstairs, prepare daily necessities, and watch them sleep."

"Batman, we should talk..."

"Go upstairs and sleep!"

Several people were still standing there blankly. Bruce swept his eyes over them, then sighed helplessly. He reached out and patted Aisha's back gently and said: "Aisha, chase them back to their rooms."

The members of the Bat-family hadn't reacted yet when they saw a shadow 'whoosh' over. A 'click-click' sound rang out, and sharp teeth instantly bit off half of Red Robin Tim's cape.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

"Help! What's wrong with this little girl!

"Don't come over! Ahhhhh!

!"

"My clothes! My... ahhhhhhhh!"

After the successive terrified screams lasted for about three minutes, the world quieted down.

Bruce came to the door of the guest room on the fourth floor, knocked on the doors one by one, and said: "Go to sleep quickly! Go to sleep... You, close the door, stop looking, go to sleep!"

Finally, after all the rooms were quiet, Bruce sent Aisha back to her room, told her a story, and coaxed her to sleep before walking back downstairs.

He let out a long breath and said to Alfred: "Sorry, Alf, but your workload might double later. I have to help the Batman of another universe watch his children."

Alfred's eyes lit up instantly. He looked at Bruce and asked: "About how long?"

"Definitely not permanent, Alf. Thomas's elite education doesn't need more victims."

Alfred grumbled with some dissatisfaction and walked away. After a while, he brought a set of clothes over. Bruce took off his sweater, changed into a cotton long-sleeved shirt, put on a jacket, put on rain boots, took an umbrella from Alfred's hand, and walked out of the gate of Wei En Manor.

In the thick night of Cat Getan, at the end of the dark street, the round bright spots formed by the truck headlights shone along the street corner, forming a beam of light in the darkness.

Staring at Bruce walking toward the beam of light, in the guest room on the fourth floor, a small figure revealed a malicious smile and said: "Want to lock me up? Not that easy! I will be the first to figure out your bottom line!"

Bruce switched the umbrella to the other hand, pushed open the iron gate of the manor wall with the other hand, and just as he was about to walk out, he heard a voice shouting loudly: "Stop, Batman, where are you going? Are you going to prepare traps to trap us?!"

Bruce turned his head and saw a small figure standing behind him. He recalled that this child seemed to be called Damian, who seemed to be the biological son of the Batman of another universe.

So he stopped his movements, closed the gate, looked at Damian, and said: "You're not sleeping, what are you doing here?"

"I'm obviously here to stop your evil plan! Don't think I don't know, you must be going to make a series of traps overnight to trap us, and then take us to the prison to interrogate!"

"Don't even think about it, we will never tell you half a word about the Batman of our universe! Don't even think about interrogating us to get his information!"

"I didn't plan to make traps."

"Are you lying to a child!"

"Okay, I plan to make traps, then what are you doing here?"

"I'm obviously here watching you! I won't let you succeed!"

"Are you going to follow me?"

Damian stared suspiciously at Bruce's face, as if he wanted to see the conspiracy and tricks swirling in his brain from his face. Damian highly suspected that as long as he nodded slightly, Bruce would pull out a hundred or eighty weapons to catch him and lock him up.

Bruce didn't seem to have the patience to waste time with him. He pushed open the door and walked out while saying: "They rarely want to go with me because it's too noisy there, and someone cheats at cards."

"Who are they? Your Robin?"

"I don't have a Robin."

"Then you..."

Damian stepped forward, hesitated, but still followed behind Bruce. He asked in an interrogating tone: "Why don't you let them be Robin?"

"I don't even know what a Robin is."

"Robin is obviously Batman's assistant."

"Batman doesn't need an assistant."

"Why?"

Bruce's footsteps paused. After Damian walked to his side, he turned his head and looked down at Damian and said: "I don't think you need an assistant to stand on the roof of a building and pose. The one who flies and takes pictures looks very busy."

"Don't think you can distract me with this nonsense!" Damian didn't buy it at all. He crossed his arms and walked beside Bruce and said: "Those idiots definitely want to observe the situation on the first night, but I know, now is the best time to act! You've been caught by me, don't think about getting out of my sight tonight!"

"That's good, you can help me carry things later."

"Do you want me to help? Give up, even if you are also Batman, I won't help you, I..."

Damian's voice stopped abruptly.

Because, in the light of the truck, he saw a pale face, and the big, blood-red smile on it.

"J-Joker...!

!"

Damian let out a distorted scream. He was scared stiff, frozen in place and unable to move. At this moment, he was only one meter away from the truck.

He couldn't overcome this instinctive stiffness. Even if his consciousness was clear, his limbs couldn't move for a while. He felt Bruce pick him up.

Great! Damian thought, Batman will save him! Batman has never lost to the Joker!

Then Batman carried him toward the Joker.

The truck door opened. Bruce carried Damian and sat in the passenger seat, reaching out to close the door while saying.

"My son... from another universe."

Damian turned his head tremblingly, just in time to see the Joker beside him, showing him a brilliant smile. ===== CHAPTER 1443 =====