Chapter 1464: Flying Birds and Return (IX)

Red Robin pushed open the door of a room sneakily, and saw that Red Hood, who was sitting on the bedside sorting equipment in the room, was not asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his voice and said, "Let's go, butler, don't you?" ”

Red Hood reattached the weapon to his waist, stood up, tapped his feet impatiently, kicked the carpet on the floor and said: "I told you back then, we will knock out the Flash as soon as he comes. , it’s because you were so lazy and didn’t take action that we ended up where we are today!”

"Stop complaining, Jason." Red Robin walked forward and opened the door and said, "Who would have thought that Batman would really be determined to send us out? Usually he just talks."

The face under the red hood looked impatient, but a trace of thought flashed between his brows. Red Robin's wisdom allowed him to understand the behavior patterns of everyone in the Bat family. Feeling the silence of the red hood, he asked: "Do you think something is wrong?"

"That's too much." Red Hood said angrily: "We all know that Batman is not a generous person. To a certain extent, he regards Gotham and the Bat Family as his personal belongings. No one is allowed to get involved, do you think he will give Gotham to others?"

"Of course not," Red Robin said, walking into the hallway. "All he would say is, 'Get out of my Gotham.'"

Red Hood touched his chin and said in a serious tone: "This is the problem. Not only did he let us leave Gotham and leave his surveillance and protection, he also sent us to such a far place."

"More importantly, this place is probably completely out of his control. Even with the Flash, he may not be able to rescue us in time when we are in danger."

Red Hood paused for a moment, seeming to feel a little irritated. He pulled off his mask, shook his hair, looked at Red Robin who was staring at him and said, "Don't look at me with that damn look. !”

"We all know what he's worried about," Red Robin said with a shrug.

"This is what I find strange." Red Hood walked down the stairs and stood at the corner and said: "His so-called worries made him treat us as fragile birds, even to the point of not being allowed to drink at parties. He came over in person to warn us, why did he suddenly change his gender this time and kick us into another distant universe? "

"This universe is so weird." Red Robin could only comment like this: "Every place and everyone is weird, and Batman is especially weird. I really didn't expect that the young Batman would be like this."

Red Hood snorted coldly and said, "I don't care what Batman is like in other universes. I just want to find out the purpose of Batman doing this."

"Before I came to you, I walked around the manor but couldn't find the entrance to the Batcave. I saw an entrance that looked like a basement, but I was worried that there might be an alarm device there so I didn't go through."

"Haven't you heard enough other people praising your wisdom?" Red Hood said angrily: "Let's get to the point."

Although Red Hood's tone was full of impatience, Red Robin seemed to have been praised. He crossed his arms and walked down the stairs. He hummed twice and said, "I think this universe's Batman's Batcave may be..." It’s not the underground of Wayne Manor, or that’s just a fake, the real Batcave should be outside of Wayne Manor.”

Red Hood frowned. He glanced at Red Robin and did not immediately express his opinion. Red Robin fumbled with his fingers and said, "Then we will follow our past practice and skip you impatiently listening to me tell my reasoning. That part of the process is directly related to the results.”

"You should have seen that Batman went out as soon as it got dark. I suspect he went to the Batcave, but we can't follow him, otherwise we will be discovered, and there's no point in installing a monitor."

"But we can follow the trail of the Batmobile all the way there, and you know, that's not hard for me."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's get started."

The two figures walked out of the gate of Wayne Manor, and the first problem was encountered on the road at the gate of the manor.

Red Hood stared at the tire tracks under his feet that were almost wider than others, raised his chin at Red Robin and said: "Tracing the traces of the Batmobile, huh? That's really good. It seems that Batman in this universe likes to drive trucks." "

Red Robin walked around in confusion for several times. He used his investigative and reasoning talents that were as good as Batman's to think over and over again, and found that Batman might have really driven away in a truck.

"It's not surprising, right?" Red Robin spread his hands and said, "Although the truck is large, it has strong defense and attack power. As for the image issue, maybe the Batman in this universe has a unique aesthetic?"

Soon, the two followed the tracks of the truck to the truck parking lot, and then followed the footprints to find a barbecue street.

It was almost late at night, and most people started to walk out after eating and drinking. Red Robin, who was walking against them, looked left and right, and suddenly saw a familiar figure among the crowd.

"Where's Batman?" Red Robin said softly, to remind Red Hood, but the figure Red Hood saw was more familiar - it was the Joker.

The next second, Red Robin also saw that figure. He let out a dying whimper as if something had strangled his neck, and then his next move was to pull the Red Hood's arm.

But soon he was surprised to find that the strength he expected to break free from his hands did not come, and the Red Hood did not act like he was crazy and wanted to rush to kill the clown like he usually did when he saw the clown.

Red Robin swallowed his saliva and gently pulled the sleeve of Red Hood, fearing that he was scared silly, but he didn't know when Red Hood had put on the mask, and Red Robin couldn't see his expression.

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"Oh my God! What are Batman and the Joker doing together? Is that Damian in Batman's arms? Could it be that the Joker kidnapped Damian?... Who is that? Gordon? How can he be so young? God! Barbara too, I knew they wouldn't stay still!"

"Hurry up, Jason, let's hide over there, we can't let them find us!"

Red Robin pulled Red Hood to hide on the side of an intersection not far from the barbecue stall where Batman and the Joker were, with his back against the wall and his head stretched out to see what they were doing.

The crowd walked out in a bustling manner, and soon dispersed, so the barbecue stall was no longer so noisy, and the conversation between Batman and the Joker came from the wind and could be heard clearly.

"Your daughter will go to elementary school next year?"

"Yes, I haven't shown her a school yet."

"Are you going to send her to a church school?"

"I was going to hire a tutor for Elsa, but Thomas said she needed to learn social skills. You know, the one about 'real ladies have entered society long before they did.'"

"He looks like he's from the era of 'Pride and Prejudice'."

"Who says not? ... James? James? Well, he looks drunk again, Barbara, you hold him, I'll go check out."

After a rustling sound, Red Robin saw Batman stand up from the stool, then took out his wallet from his pocket and walked towards the owner of the barbecue stall.

He stopped in front of the barbecue stall, flipped through his wallet, took out a card from it, handed it to the owner and said, "Swipe the card."

The owner took out a card swipe machine from the side, swiped Batman's custom card, which looked like it cost tens of billions and had to be upgraded through regular assessments every year, through the machine, and then frowned.

The machine beeped twice, and Batman leaned over to see. He seemed to be discussing something with the stall owner in a low voice, and then he flipped through his wallet again.

He took out another custom card that looked like a card that could only be obtained by depositing money for centuries in a noble bank controlled by a vampire. The stall owner took it and swiped it on the machine. It still beeped twice, but there was no response.

Red Robin saw that Batman frowned and muttered in a low voice: "What's going on? Why are all my cards frozen?"

At this time, another figure bumped him away. It was the Joker in a truck driver's overalls. He impatiently took out his wallet, took out a stack of cash and handed it to the stall owner, then rolled his eyes at Batman and said: "If you don't have money, don't follow others and say you want to treat us!"

Batman muttered again, but said nothing, put away the card, and walked back to the stall behind the Joker.

Red Robin and Red Hood, whose two heads stuck out from the corner of the wall, did a uniform action - "Zeng" retracted their heads, covered their mouths and widened their eyes, and then shouted wildly in their minds - "What's going on"

Batman eats, and the Joker pays the bill? ? ?

"What are you doing here?!"

A familiar voice came from a distance. Red Robin poked his head and saw Batman walking towards this. He slapped Jason's arm frantically at a very fast frequency and said, "What should I do? What should I do? He's coming!"

"You ask me, who the hell should I ask! Don't run! It's too late!"

Five minutes later, Jack's truck added two new sculptures.

The demon boy Damian, who was still in Bruce's arms, turned his head to look at the back seat, and when he turned back, he grinned, smiling brighter than the Joker.

There is a saying that the more unstable the worldview is, the easier it is to accept new knowledge and regard it as common sense. Damian is afraid of the Joker, but not that afraid. After all, he was born in a killer organization and has seen countless kinds of terrifying humans.

But it was not the case for Red Hood and Red Robin, especially Red Hood. The seating space in the truck was not big to begin with, and they had to squeeze into the back seat. Red Hood sat right behind the Joker, and there was only a seat back between them. He had never been so close to the Joker when he died in the hands of the Joker.

The car was dead silent.

As soon as the truck stopped and the door opened, the two figures in the back seat rushed out like crazy. Red Robin got out of the car and started to vomit while holding her neck. Red Hood's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand.

The next second, they thought of Batman and looked at the front door. The Wayne father and son, who had eaten and drunk enough, were sleeping soundly.

Through the window of the truck, they saw that the Joker had unbuckled his seat belt, and he pulled over Bruce and Damian in his arms, and pushed open the door on Bruce's side.

Then he kicked the father and son out.

As the truck drove away, Bruce tried to open his sleepy eyes, looked back at Red Hood and Red Robin who were still in a daze and said, "I should have asked him to take you back to Wayne Manor first..." Red Robin shrank his neck, "Big Big Big Big Big, there's no need..." "Then let's go, accompany me in." "Where, where?" "Look for yourselves where this is." Red Robin and Red Hood looked up and found themselves standing in front of a tall iron fence gate.

There is an arc-shaped support at the top of the gate, and in the center of the arc hangs a plaque with a line of words written in cursive English - "Arkham Asylum".