[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

Batman doesn't stop them in the end.

Birdballs who successfully snatched cubs left, leaving their lonely old father behind.In the words of Red Hood, the old bat must be made to deeply reflect on his mistakes.

Before Dorothy left, she threw a piece of hard candy towards the dark forehead - the hardest kind, Batman didn't dodge, but the hard candy hit the helmet and bounced off, drawing an arc Before it landed perfectly, Batman grabbed it and held it in his hand.

The aircraft rushed out of the watchtower and headed towards the earth at a high speed.In the cabin, Bird Cub is flapping its wings and fighting against Batman.

Especially when Dorothy learns that her brothers have all been locked up by Batman.When she first returned to Wayne Manor, the scene of Damian being grounded also appeared in front of her eyes.

Batman is simply a habitual criminal.

For every Robin, running away from home has almost become a compulsory course on the road to growth.And the same required course is how to fight Batman.

Although... Batman always wins.

Dorothy was so angry that she was like a puffer fish. She nestled on the seat and couldn't stop: "I really want to knock him on the head."

Oh, and forgot the baguette was still in Batman's hands, which makes me even angrier.

Red Robin next to her comforted her softly: "...It will be fine if we get along for a long time."

Dorothy twisted. She took out the finished candy wrapper, folded the shiny thousand paper cranes in her fingers, and asked, "Will he correct it little by little?"

"No," Red Hood shattered little Dorothy's fantasy, "Well, what Little Red means is that you get used to it after a long time."

Little Wing sighed, scratched his messy hair, and muttered: "Personal experience."

Little Dorothy: ... Brothers are so miserable.

She will be miserable in the future.

After coaxing the child, Red Hood lowered his head and began to fiddle with the energy cannon he got from the arsenal.

The energy cannon that blasts through the protective shield with a single shot is the latest research achievement in the arsenal of weapon geniuses.As soon as the armory ran to the front of the red hood, he had just finished showing off, and when he turned around, the red hood came along.

Red Hood didn't feel that anything was wrong at all, and he even said confidently, "Because there's my money in it."

The research and development funds and material costs are all hacked from the arsenal's account from the Red Hood.Rumors spread that the Red Hood was so poor that he had to sleep on the street.

In a few cases, the arsenal is quite reliable, such as high-tech weapons, although he can always blow up the red hood in normal days, or the two are committed to killing each other.

Unlike Brother Bird, who was upgrading equipment next to him, Little Dorothy, the king of leaks, was beaten by Batman this time.

Baguettes, bows, batarts, Dorothy counted them on her fingers.Especially the bat dart, she was snatched by Batman before she was warmed up.

And Batman himself has a lot of small props!Isn't it enough that he has the Batman?

Little Dorothy held her little face in mourning for her lost little prop.

"He's gone too far." Dorothy complained to Little Wing angrily as she thought about it.

"Don't worry," the quick fallout—or Dorothy unilaterally announced the fallout, and the little wing who was reconciled at the speed of light rubbed the little girl's head and comforted, "I will help you get it back."

Red Hood, who snatched his teammate's "props", assured Dorothy with a serious face that he would take Dorothy's share back from the old bat.

Sure enough, the little wings are super good!Dorothy threw herself into Little Wing's arms and arched.

Red Robin, who was spread out on the seat, yawned, his hands were still clacking and typing on the keyboard, not knowing what he was busy with.

From Dorothy's point of view, all he could see was the cold white screen light hitting his pretty face, casting a pale tone.

The Red Robin is always busy, thought Dorothy, resting her chin on one of Little Wing's arms.

Red Hood watched him take out the coffee machine and put it seriously on the table, stared at it for a moment as if performing some ceremony, and even touched it.

After a moment of silence, Red Hood spoke with difficulty: "Why is there a coffee machine on the aircraft?"

If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be a fighter plane.

The owner of the aircraft, Red Robin, didn't raise his head, still staring at the computer screen: "Because this is my aircraft."

"If I wanted to, I could hang a 'Red Hood is a Flamingo' banner and parade it with graffiti."

As for the coffee machine, he is happy to put it on the table to draw spiritual strength.The power of the coffee god ensures that the little red bird does not need to sleep.

Red Robin's face was slightly pale and haggard, even a domino mask couldn't stop him from feeling weak from spinning around, and his broken hair was scattered on the side of his face.

The Teen Titans mission and some of the Wayne Corporation's official duties rested on his thin shoulders.

The vigor he had put on against Batman dissipated the moment he stepped onto the flying machine.After retreating to the aircraft, the whole person spread out on the seat like a soft cat cake.

Red Hood was always worried that Xiao Hong would die suddenly, so he leaned slightly and closed Red Robin's computer with a wave of his hand.

Red Robin gave him a backhand fist, and he took it casually with his hand and rolled his eyes at the little red bird: "But you were driven over by the big blue bird from the driver's seat."

Sitting at the cockpit and controlling the aircraft is Nightwing.

Originally, the red Robin's butt was almost touching the driver's seat, but the big blue bird who followed him picked him up with his cloak, and put him on the rear seat like a fragile object.

The mother bird sat on the seat before Red Robin, and then came a worried voice: "Xiaohong, how long have you not slept?"

Routine care from a mother bird?

"No, this is my flying machine." Red Robin tried to pull the big blue bird out.

Red Robin blinked and opened his mouth to say that he drank a pot of coffee to renew his life before coming to snatch the cub, when the mother bird began to babble: "You can't drive when you're tired."

As soon as the words fell, the big blue bird manipulated the console skillfully and set off towards the destination.

Red Robin choked, and said after a while, "Mother Bird, why did you change to a part-time traffic police officer? The Brudhaven Police Department really has a very lenient control."

It's all up to heaven.

The voice of the big blue bird is lively and lively: "Because he caught the little bird who always stays up late."

In the end, Red Robin accepted the arrangement honestly and handed over control of the plane.

He buckled up his seat belt with a deadpan expression, and by the way reached out for Dorothy to fasten it.

Oh, and as for Superboy Connor, he can fly himself.

The aircraft is crowded enough, let him fly freely alone.

"Tibbo, if you're sleepy, go to sleep for a while." Dorothy's little voice interrupted Red Robin's thoughts, "I'll put you to sleep!"

Dorothy hummed softly a nursery rhyme she had made up, but she got sleepy and began to fall asleep.

She had a wonderful life today, it was as exciting as riding a roller coaster, first she fell off the horse and overturned one after another, and then was taken to outer space.Especially during the time when she was alone in the watchtower, the unfamiliar environment made her nervous and vigilant.

This led to a surge of lurking fatigue immediately after stepping into the safe area and relaxing.

Red Robin's eyelids also began to uncontrollable. He struggled to see Dorothy beside him, and then lost consciousness.

Dorothy lay on her back, her little head slipped off bit by bit, and finally Red Hood reached out and let her fall asleep on her own.

She seemed to have forgotten something, Dorothy thought drowsily, but then fell asleep.

Red Hood looked at the crooked two people, shrugged, and narrowed his eyes.He also didn't sleep all day.

The three bird cubs huddled together behind them.

Dickie woke them up just before landing, and Dorothy rubbed her eyes when it occurred to her that she had forgotten something.

She forgot about Billy.

The landing point is located in Red Robin's secure base on the outskirts of Gotham. Various high-tech instruments constitute a sophisticated security system, and the camouflage system is also in place.

The hatch opened, and Red Robin grabbed the computer and jumped down first, but accidentally staggered when he landed.

He looked like he wasn't awake.

Seeing this, the red hood at the back reached out and wanted to hug Dorothy down.

"I can do it myself," Dorothy declined Red Hood's proposal to carry her down, landed flexibly, she turned and raised her head to ask Little Wing.

"Did Billy come looking for you, Little Wing."

The ups and downs of the day were full of thrills and excitement, and Dorothy, who was so worried, forgot her little friend.Dorothy realized that it might be Billy who went to find the Red Hood.

But... She looked around, but she didn't see Shazam, only the colorful Robin hugging her chest in front of her.

Dorothy pouted and shook her head: "I haven't even had time to inform him that things have changed."

Jason narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and asked, "Who is Billy?"

Dorothy, who unconsciously tricked her little friend: ...Oops.

Robin stood not far away, with his arms resting on his chest, and with a sullen face, he watched several birds jump down nimbly one by one.

He impatiently took over the words of the red hood: "Billy Batson, the classmate who skipped class with her."

Robin, who involuntarily stayed at the base to pick up the plane, was unhappy.

He was forced to stay in order to confuse Batman's sight, and was ordered by Batman to run for a while.

"My father asked me to investigate the people who were not at school today, and he was one of them."

Red Robin in front immediately asserted: "Billy Batson is Shazam."

Dorothy turned her head:! ! !

His eyes flicked across the confused expressions of several other people, and he said casually, "It's very simple, haven't you noticed?"

Dorothy, who knew the identity of her little friend, was also confused.Since Billy didn't come looking for him, how did Tibbo know?

The three bird cubs who were also a little confused pretended to be calm.

Red Hood put his hands in his pockets, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face was a little ugly.

"I know it's Shazam who is secretly in touch with Dorothy, but I'm not sure who Shazam is?"

Until Dorothy and Damian reveal another piece of information, Red Robin easily completes the puzzle.

"That picture," continued Red Robin, "almost gives the answer."

On the photo, or on Bruce's face, "Bruce Wayne is Batman", to be honest, the whole thing can be called a murder caused by a photo.

Shazam had just received a photo corroded by unknown energy the day before, and he restored the photo and handed it to Batman the next day.During this short period of time, Dorothy, who was happily going to school, suddenly learned the identity of Batman, and her attitude changed drastically.

Obviously there is a problem.

To be honest, he felt that Shazam really...should learn to be smarter.It's so blatant, how could Batman not find out?

He deserves to be sent to the universe to go on a mission by the vengeful old bat.

Red Robin smiled at Dorothy affectionately, turned and walked away: "By the way, little Dorothy is really a great linguist."

"I have recognized the line on the photo for a long time."

Like Batman, he secretly spent a lot of time trying to read Dorothy's handwriting.

Red Hood reacted, frowned and asked the key question: "Wait, how do you know there are words on the photo."

Batman still took the photo from Red Hood, but at the time the black stain covered it all, and it was almost impossible to see anything.

Dorothy didn't tell them how she took off Batman's vest. After all, it was related to the vest of the little friend.

Red Robin stopped, turned his head and gave him a meaningful look, and swung the computer in his hand.

He is now like an incompletely evolved version of the black lacquer, and his eyes make little Dorothy shudder.

Robin, who was left on the ground to respond and was responsible for confusing the old bat's sight, clicked impatiently: "I suggest kicking Red Robin out of the team. It is obviously not advisable to keep potential danger in the team."

"You reminded me."

"Why did I forget to leave the devil boy in Wayne Manor?" Red Robin choked back unceremoniously, "After all, this brat would blow up at once, and he followed Batman after a few words of coaxing."

The excellent detective Red Robin can always complete precise strikes, and the father-in-law Damian gritted his teeth angrily.

"Please remind me next time, Connor?"

"No problem." Superboy Connor circled and landed. He put on a leather jacket over his uniform, the orange glistened in the light, and wore a pair of sunglasses on his face.

He patted his good partner on the shoulder, threw another box of donuts into Dorothy's arms, and said in a lively tone, "Guess where I went?"