There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

Jason put his tail away, and looked at a closed door inadvertently.

Behind the door is the 413 apartment. He set the explosion site in this warehouse, and he did not mean to test it.

Whether 413 was good or bad, Jason didn't want to keep such an uncontrollable existence in Gotham.

Before Tony and the others left, it was a wrong move, otherwise Jason would be afraid that the two of them would be stuck in this time and space and would not be able to return to their original world.

Jason had already inspected the factory's materials, and concentrated blasting would definitely blow his target warehouse to pieces.

Everything is waiting for the actors to arrive...

Just as Jason was about to leave, the rusty door suddenly made a sound.

It was a very hasty knock on the door, as if someone was trying to get the attention of the people on the other side of the door.

Jason paused subconsciously, but he quickly turned a blind eye and walked out again.

But the door knocker persisted until Jason walked out of the warehouse and could still vaguely hear movement.

Maybe it's Tony and the others behind the door, maybe it's the landlord Samuel.

If it was Samuel, the other party might have discovered his little trick and wanted to talk about it.

If it was Sherlock or Tony, these two little devils might have some troublesome ideas for him.Moreover, Sherlock will probably find out about his arrangement, and it is inevitable that this matter will not be hidden from the guy who is keen on solving crimes and reasoning...

Jason's expression was cloudy.

The best way is not to open the door, just walk away as if you didn't hear me.

However, Red Hood, who caught the attention of Gotham's entire underground kingdom, let out a heavy sigh.

He walked with heavy steps and turned around silently, every step seemed to express his master's reluctance.

"...in case he's not there, we'll go find Samuel... Oh! Jason!"

——Very well, even if you don't open the door yourself, these two brats who will not give up until they achieve their goals will find someone to open the door.

Thinking of this, Jason smiled under the mask.

Tony still kept knocking on the door, he was turning his head to talk to Sherlock, and almost didn't even notice that the door opened.

When Tony saw Jason put on the red hood that looked hard to breathe again, he whispered, "I knew it was the right decision to bring my babies."

As soon as Jason looked down, he could see that Tony was carrying a huge hiking bag, and Sherlock was impatient - he also carried two bags of the same style in his hand, and there were even two large suitcases by Tony's feet .

Such a unique meeting scene made Jason very suspicious of whether these two carefree guys planned to settle in Gotham for a long time.

Sherlock's eyes lit up when he saw Jason, and he handed the two luggage to Jason in a natural manner, without treating himself as an outsider at all.

Jason took it subconsciously, and suddenly felt his arm sink.

He stared suspiciously at the two seemingly full backpacks, guessing with reason that there might be dumbbells in them.

"What's in it? Are you planning to open a gym in Gotham?"

"It's not me, it's Tony." Sherlock turned his wrist, and said in an unhappy tone, "He moved his laboratory here just to study space theory."

"Sherlock, do you have something in here too?"

Tony curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "It's as if you weren't the one who stuffed those bottles and cans into my suitcase."

After complaining about Sherlock, Tony explained to Jason: "We went back and brought the research equipment."

It wasn't fun for the two of them to stay in Jason's safe house all the time.Instead of squatting at home in another place, Tony would rather go back to school, at least he can do something new in the laboratory he applied for with the privilege.

Jason glanced at their large and small luggage with complicated eyes: "Where are you going to study?"

Tony came out with the suitcase. He looked around with an expression of "Although it's not good here, but I'll make a living".

Seeing his behavior of looking around, Jason's heart was full of alarm bells.

"Of course it's here..." Tony hesitated, "You're going to help us get this sorted out, right?"

Jason who just planted the bomb: "..."

Under Tony's expectant gaze, Jason felt some rare pressure.He had to look away, facing Sherlock's thoughtful gaze.

Jason: "..." This reasoning fanatic must have seen something.

"Jason probably won't be able to agree to your request."

As expected, Sherlock was worthy of being Sherlock, and in one sentence, Jason's inexplicable rejection was revealed.

The great detective seemed to be still resenting what happened not long ago. He pretended not to care, but said sourly: "It's okay, Tony, anyway, you are not the only one who was rejected by him - you know, just a few hours ago, Jason also justly rejected my offer of help."

It was as if he had really been wronged by the sky.

If Tony hadn't known that Sherlock was trying to make trouble, maybe he would have believed it.

Tony can now ignore Sherlock's showmanship.

He looked at Jason with wide eyes, and learned Tony's man-marking method for scientific research without a teacher: "Is it really not possible?"

Stared at by Tony, Jason was speechless for a moment: "..."

Hell, is your teenage boy's world this slimy!

Jason coughed lightly, and there was a Sherlock who had seen everything through his eyes, even if he wanted to perfunctory, it would be difficult for him.

"Tony, I have a use for this warehouse myself."

Jason didn't want to explain what he was going to do with the warehouse, but Tony went on to say, "Then I can wait until you run out."

Tony thought, Jason can't escape here anyway, it doesn't matter if he delays for a while.

And Tony can also research Sherlock's residence.

It's just that the gap between traveling through space and traveling through the universe is too great. With the temptation of Gotham, the magic of traveling from Boston to London seems less prominent.

Tony who said so didn't know that Jason was actually planning to blow up here.When his idea is realized, if the 413 base really disappears, maybe Tony and the others will never be able to come here again.

"And I can improve your hood!" Tony raised his hand actively.

He had been annoyed by Jason's red hood for a long time.After going back this time, Tony also specially found some special materials to make an upgraded version of the hood. It is best to change the monotonous color matching in Tony's eyes.

"Are you sure it's for upgrading and not for playing?"

Jason brought up this topic jokingly, but his heart seemed to be brushed by a feather, and it softened for a moment.

Compared to Tony, Sherlock had already noticed something was wrong.Seeing that Jason's expression was a little loose, he immediately said, "Say it again, I can help you realize your... plan."

Sherlock paused suspiciously. He glanced at the heavy backpack in Jason's hand, and wisely swallowed the following adjectives.

Jason can assure you that that hesitant silence is definitely not a good word.

As if he knew that Jason's next words were not to his liking, and he didn't want to encounter a second ruthless rejection, Sherlock proved to his heart what a loss it would be for the other party to lose him.

"No matter how perfect the plan is, there will be loopholes. There is no perfect crime in the world. I don't think even you are sure of winning, right?"

Sherlock glanced around the warehouse pointedly, "Or, do you think a rough disguise is more conducive to your revenge plan?"

Jason really admired Sherlock's innate ability to easily stir up other people's anger within three sentences.

Fortunately, he was still in a state of disappearing negative emotions, otherwise this London detective might know what an iron fist from society is in Gotham.

Jason smiled and said, "I've already said, I don't need you to guide me, Mr. Holmes."

There was no need to think about this matter at all, and Jason didn't want Sherlock to get involved at all.

What he wants to plan is a dangerous activity that may be exposed at any time, and there will be casualties in every link, and Sherlock-Sherlock shouldn't join this plan, this little bastard who is too smart can't just step into this kind of activity. Come on.

Especially in the name of helping him.

Even if Sherlock came to Gotham just for excitement and puzzles as he said, Jason couldn't let an unrelated person's hands get dirty and bloody.

Jason didn't realize how similar his mentality was to someone else, he threw a bag to Sherlock roughly, successfully stopping the other party's chattering dissuasion.

"I have something to do today, you two stay here first and don't run around... No, you go back first, so that no one can find you."

Jason thought of the bait he had released, and gave up the idea of ​​taking the two back.

Tony grabbed the suitcase and looked at Jason carefully under the moonlight for the first time tonight: "You don't want to block the door while we're going back, do you?"

Jason: "..."

Sherlock almost laughed out loud.

Jason really wanted to knock them out and throw them back.

Just when Red Hood was still entangled with the two annoying spirits, one fifth of the men he sent out were captured by Robin with the strategy in his hand.

Robin stretched his body. He saw the police car coming in this direction from a distance, and then he turned and rushed to the gathering place of the next wave of troublemakers.

Robin shuttled lightly between the vast mansions and tall buildings, and the howling wind blew his murmurs into the air.

"Who left the message..."

some corner of the city.

Old John was kicked awake. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he felt a chill on his wrist.

"Hey, Old John, you've woken up. There are too many people to be arrested today, and there are not enough handcuffs. Let's handcuff an acquaintance like you first."

Old John: "..."

Shocked, Old John suddenly returned to his senses.He turned around and saw a group of brothers standing behind several police officers with downcast eyes.

Old John: "..."

Old John thought despondently, he knew the Red Hood was unreliable.Thinking of the topic that he had inadvertently discussed with his brothers today, Old John approached a policeman: "Sir, if I can provide information about the red hood, can you let me out earlier?"