Chapter 289: The First Encounter of the Boy's School (Part 3)

"I heard long ago that you came out from under Lucky Mama's hands. Who knows if you kidnapped this little girl?"

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"I kidnapped her??" Catwoman raised her voice: "Do you know how much I paid for her? Do you know I've been exhausted these past few days? Stop talking nonsense, give her back to me quickly!"

Jason didn't want to have a conflict with this legendary female thief at all, but for some reason, he just wouldn't retreat. Red Truck, who was opposite, took out a pistol and aimed at Catwoman. Jason turned his head to look at his movements and said: "Hey, buddy! Don't use a gun, you can't hit Black Cat!"

"Impossible, my marksmanship is very accurate."

As he spoke, Red Truck pulled the trigger. With a "bang", Catwoman's figure disappeared instantly, and then a black whip wrapped around Red Truck's wrist, pulling hard. He was pulled to the ground, and the pistol also fell out.

Jason beside reacted very quickly, grabbed the flying pistol, and continued to point at Catwoman who jumped to the second floor:

"Although I'm not a good person either, the Roll-Tail Gang also supports more than a dozen children. I know they don't live well, but you actually want to sell a rich family's child to the slums, you are simply..."

Catwoman sighed. She found that she couldn't reason with this group of children at all.

Her heart still had a strange feeling. Although she was in an opposing state with Jason now, she felt a bit awkward and happy to see someone protecting Aisha so much.

Catwoman was in a good mood, so she didn't use heavy hands. She swung her whip a few times and tied up several people, then left. Aisha saw Catwoman, not only not afraid, but stretched out her hands to let her hold her. Jason widened his eyes, and Little Slick pushed his glasses and said: "According to my observation, that seems to really be her child."

Jason looked around excitedly, then turned his body, lowered his voice, and said to Little Slick: "Heavenly gossip! Black Cat probably hooked up with some rich man in the southern rich area, and even gave birth to a child for him!"

Catwoman ignored the whispering of this group of children. After she left, several people untied the ropes. Red Truck moved his wrists and shoulders and said: "This woman is too powerful, right? How exactly does she play that whip? How come I can't even see the shadow?"

"Of course, she is famous in the East District. This has to start from the jewelry store theft case on Elizabeth Street in the beginning. That was the debut battle of a female thief named Black Cat..."

The sun gradually fell below the horizon. Several people chatted while walking through the alley. The sunlight cast long shadows on their sides. The shadows of different heights walked across the dividing line between the wall shadow and the sunset light, as if several people were standing on the wall.

They walked out of the alley, came to the street, and then walked through the street and turned a corner, coming to another street next door. At this time, a thin and small boy alone was carrying a pile of things and walking forward. Rocket reached out and shouted: "Hey! Cobblepot! You finally came!"

Cobblepot, carrying a pile of daily necessities, froze in place, watching several people run toward him. Red Truck, who was the tallest, patted his shoulder and said: "Long time no see, is your homework finished? Can you help me write mine?"

Cobblepot pursed his lips, showing an appearance of not wanting to deal with them at all, but clearly, he had missed the best time to pretend not to know them. He could only carry the things and bury his head and walk forward.

But at this time, Tire and Rocket leaned over to take the things in his hands, and while taking them, they said: "I'll help you carry it! I'll help you carry it! It's so heavy, you shouldn't be able to hold it, right? As long as you help us write homework..."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Little Slick, who got along best with Cobblepot, said: "Jason and I... this is him, he is the child king of Roll-Tail Street. We two worked together to get a very cool tire, but we couldn't sell it."

"We want to take it apart, but we don't have tools, so we plan to get some tools, but this requires a meticulous plan, so we want to find you to help."

"I've been very busy recently, I don't have time, wait... you said you are the child king of Roll-Tail Street? The head of the Roll-Tail Gang?"

Jason nodded. He straightened his trench coat collar, then coughed, pretending to be deep and said: "That's right, although it's just a small gang, sooner or later, it will be as brilliant as the four great gangs on Elizabeth Street!"

Cobblepot didn't continue to say anything, but let these few people take the things in his hands, and then followed them to the base.

The next day, several people who slept in the base for a night were awakened by a dull sound. Jason climbed up from the bed, looked up at the ceiling somewhat groggily. Several other people also walked out sleepily. Little Slick asked: "Where is Cobblepot? Has he already left?"

"His mom needs companionship, he left early in the morning. Didn't you hear the movement of the door bolt?"

"Alright, then who made this sound?" Little Slick also frowned and looked up. Jason yawned and stretched and said: "Most likely the big garbage pile behind the wall. People are always careless when throwing garbage. If the garbage mountain collapses, it will make a sound."

"Let's go, let's go up and see. Although we haven't fallen to the point of needing to pick up garbage for a living, those children who come to pick up garbage will come over in a while. They will make a big noise, we definitely won't be able to sleep."

Saying that, he climbed the ladder, pushed open the cellar door, and then walked up. Several others also followed behind him. But what appeared in front of them was not just scattered garbage, but a boy about their age, and a very familiar little girl.

"Oh..." The boy covered his waist and stood up somewhat painfully. The little girl was very excited, screaming and clapping her hands.

Several other people made defensive postures, and the boy who fell from the garbage mountain also made a defensive posture when he saw someone coming. The two sides looked at each other, and finally, their eyes focused on the little girl beside.

"Isn't this the little girl who was taken away by Black Cat yesterday? Why did she run here again?"

"Who are you? Why did you fall from the garbage pile?"

"... My name is Dick." The boy opposite took a deep breath, then looked at the people opposite and said: "Dick Grayson, who are you?"

"We are of course the original residents here. You know this little girl? What is your relationship with her? What exactly is going on?"

"I of course know her, I am her... brother."

Dick rubbed his waist. When he fell from the garbage pile just now, he seemed to be poked by a hard object.

He saw that the few people opposite seemed to have no hostility, so he turned around, picked up Aisha, walked over and said: "I came to find something. My sister should have lost a necklace here yesterday. Have you seen it?"

The necklace looked like it was made of gems, but actually it carried some kind of tracking chip... or something? Anyway, it's said that it's better to get it back..."

Hearing that there might be something tracking in the necklace, Jason hurriedly took the necklace out of his pocket and threw it over. He didn't pay attention to the direction when he threw it, but Dick did a beautiful roll, caught the necklace with a beautiful posture, and then put it into his pocket, saying: "Thank you."

"Wow! Too cool! Are you an acrobatic actor?"

"Yes, you can actually see it. Haven't you heard of the Grayson family? We are the best flying trapeze performance family."

Rocket scratched her head and said: "I seem to have heard of it. Are you from that circus in the western suburbs?"

"I was before, but I'm not now."

Jason looked at Dick and said: "If this little girl, it's still possible to be Black Cat's child. But you are definitely not. Black Cat is not over 20 years old, how could you be her son? But you said you are her brother, what is going on?"

Little Slick pushed his glasses and said: "Have you eaten? We haven't eaten. Let's find a place to eat something and then talk."

Dick held Aisha. He originally wanted to refuse, but thought about it, there was nothing to do at Wayne Manor, nothing more than performing acrobatics for Aisha, or eating the exquisite English afternoon tea prepared by Alfred.

For Dick who grew up in a circus, English afternoon tea was not as good as barbecue and fried butter bread slices.

Thus, he held Aisha and walked forward with several people, talking about some things about the two of them while walking. Jason asked curiously: "You mean, you were actually adopted? No wonder, then that Black Cat is your stepmother?"

"Her temper doesn't look very good. She won't abuse you, right?"

"Of course not. I get along quite well with her. She also practiced acrobatics, but our routes are different. She is more inclined to dance and gymnastics..."

Dick didn't say who Aisha's father was, and the other few people tacitly didn't ask. Perhaps this was also the pride of their East District children. In the East District, talk about East District things, and don't care about those rich people in the South District.

Several people found a breakfast stall to sit down. There were grilled clams, vegetable soup, and butter cheese here. They ordered food and sat around a small table. Jason looked at the somewhat ferocious smiling face Aisha revealed and asked somewhat hesitantly: "That... actually I have wanted to ask for a long time, what's wrong with her teeth?"

"Oh, it

"Alright, then what about her eyes?"

"They told me it's called... heterochromia? It's from her mother."

"Uh... she should be over 3 years old, right? Why can't she talk yet?"

"It seems to be some kind of childhood autism. We're going to see a psychiatrist in a couple of days..."

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