There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

Batman returns from his night watch to his Batcave.

The feared Gotham vigilante gets a rare moment of resignation when he sees a familiar figure.

"Ah Fu, as I said, don't wait for me if it's too late."

The butler of the Wayne family, Alfred, handed over the uniform to the other party as usual, "It seems that we have never been able to reach a consensus on this matter, Master Wayne."

"Besides, some unexpected situations did occur today..." Speaking of which, Alfred hesitated.

Batman has taken off his pitch-black armor. If his true face is revealed at this time, everyone in Gotham will probably think it's an April Fool's joke—behind the terrifying bat mask is Bruce. Wayne, the face of the famous Gotham playboy!

Bruce picked up the steaming coffee and signaled Ah Fu to continue.

Alfred said slowly: "Actually, I received some deduction notices in the early hours of the morning. And those deductions... all occurred on Master Jason's account."

Bruce's hand holding the coffee cup seemed to be rock-solid, but the violent sloshing of the liquid in the cup inadvertently leaked his restlessness.

"Whoever it is, they shouldn't have hacked his account," Bruce whispered slowly, "I'll look into it, Fu, you go to bed first."

Of course Alfred will not leave at this time.He glanced at Bruce with implied concern, and finally just silently changed him for a cup of hot milk.

Bruce's lips moved, but he didn't refuse the butler's kindness.

***

Jason realizes that things are starting to go wrong.

Since he had breath again, the pain that has been entwining and biting him and the flame of vengeance burning all the time seem to have been separated by a membrane.

He can clearly identify every emotion that makes him hate like crazy, but he can't feel even the slightest hatred.

Jason brushed away his memories with a sinking face, but those unbearable memories only made him want revenge even more, but did not produce the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he said not long ago - I choose the second, and I pay emotionally.

Have you really lost your emotions?Jason finds it ridiculous, but the fact is that he really doesn't feel any emotions right now...

No, not right.

Jason thought of his uncontrollable laughter when he first came back. At that time, he felt an extraordinary joy in his heart.

Obviously, he just returned to this depraved city of sin, but a little joy made him lose his composure.

Jason sorted out this adventure, and he deduced that he was probably taken away from his negative emotions...

Maybe that's a good thing, Jason thought, he hadn't been this calm for a long time—ever since hatred and jealousy lingered in his heart, Jason endured the sour pain caused by them almost all the time.

but……

Jason took a deep breath, and his shoulders relaxed... But this behavior was undoubtedly an escape.

Jason was unwilling to escape, and his pride did not allow him to escape.

Closing his eyes and thinking about the answer he wanted, Jason turned around and opened the door of 413 again——

He wants to get his negativity back.

After Jason returned to the apartment again, he was surprised to find that his room had been replaced by a secret safe house.

That's fine, this kind of environment is where he should live.

Jason looked at the layout of the house where everything was just right, and his tense mood relaxed a bit.He even took off his hood and wandered around the house to take a look.

Jason was surprised to find himself smiling when he caught a glimpse of the shadow cast by the window.

This is because I only have positive emotions left, Cool Brother Jason thought calmly.

Samuel and 413 didn't know where they were, and Jason turned around but didn't see them.

At this moment, the vague voice from outside the door caught Jason's attention.

Is there someone outside?But outside the door is obviously an abandoned warehouse.

Jason is not a character who just sits and waits to die. He opened the door silently, and was shocked to find that the outside was no longer the gloomy warehouse, but a bright and spacious apartment.

He walked out of the corridor and looked at the two boys who were going down the stairs.

The younger boy blinked at him, his honey-colored eyes full of curiosity: "Are you a new tenant? Samuel's business ability is really not bad."

The tall boy next to him calmly tugged the big-eyed boy, and he turned sideways to cover his companion's probing eyes. Jason's sharp gaze made Jason also vigilant.

"Sorry, passing by."

The tall boy said coldly, grabbed his companion's wrist and walked down.

"Sherlock, you are using too much force!" Tony struggled dissatisfied, but Sherlock's hand strength was unexpectedly strong, and he insisted on not breaking away.

Jason stared at the figures of the two, and finally he smiled: "Don't be nervous, I'm a new tenant. You live here too?"

Sherlock kept walking, but his voice was a little colder than before: "Sir, don't test us, you can go directly to Samuel if you have anything to do."

Tony also realizes something is wrong during their conversation.

He subconsciously glanced at Jason, and when he noticed the half of the barrel protruding from his hand, Tony couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He muttered softly: "Is that the latest model? I haven't seen it before."

"Actually, I modified it myself."

I don't know why the new tenant's hearing is so good, and he actually answered Tony's soliloquy from a long distance away.

Jason walked towards them while talking, Sherlock frowned and looked at the man in front of him with danger signs all over his body. He wondered how Tony could ignore the bloody smell of the other party.

Noticing Sherlock's guard against him, Jason suddenly felt a little funny.

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then Jason couldn't stop laughing.

Tony watched him suddenly start laughing like crazy, and was about to press the emergency button in his pocket.

This guy is not a lunatic, is he?

Finally stopped laughing, Jason wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Little friend, I thought you would call the police directly." Jason smiled at Tony.

Obviously Jason has seen through Tony's secret actions.

Seeing that Sherlock was ready to drag his companion to run away at any time, Jason felt as if he wanted to laugh again.

But this time he held back the desire to laugh out loud. Jason had an unexpected liking for these two vigilant teenagers.

"Why are you so afraid of me?"

God knows how long it has been since Jason who asked this sentence had a curious thought.

Before Tony could speak, Sherlock said mockingly, "Maybe it's because you just killed someone."

Jason smiled, he and Sherlock's light-colored eyes met, and said softly: "How do you know?"

Sherlock pulled Tony back a step, no emotion could be heard in his indifferent voice: "You should stand far away, all the dirty things are splashed on you."

"Oh——" Jason nodded in a taught way, and he echoed in a serious manner, "I'll pay attention next time."

Seeing that Jason didn't seem to want to continue asking, Sherlock couldn't help but snorted in his heart.