Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

"I don't think it's a gang."

They hurried down the fire escape to avoid the chaotic flow of people, and Lucius Fox went to seal the main entrance to prevent the passage of employees and students.Dick followed Moses and said, "If they're just trying to figure out the relationship between Bruce and Batman, they just need to send snipers to block the Wayne Building and lock us in. The attack on Arkham is completely unnecessary."

"Night Wing is right. The Joker destroyed Hydra's undercover plan before, could this be their revenge?"

"We can't make a conclusion at the moment." Moses took out a pair of plain mirrors from the inner pocket of the suit and put them on - it has contact and scanning functions, not as good as Batman's armor, but better than nothing, "Analyze the trajectory."

The scene of the sniper hitting the coin just now was captured by the building's camera and transmitted to the chip.After a few seconds, he glanced back at the two children, hesitated and said to Dick, "Go and protect those students."

Dick: "Why? The age of the Red Hood is more appropriate."

Jason: "What about me? How can I help?"

"Because you are a vigilante in Bludhaven, you can give them a sense of security after you put on your uniform." After saying this, Moses thought about whether it would be a blow to another young man .As a result, he turned around and found that Jason looked at Dick quite proudly and made a 'one' gesture.

I'm ahead now.He mouthed it.

What are you guys comparing to?Batman was at a loss, but the urgency of the situation did not allow him to think about miscellaneous things: "Jason Todd, you go to Lucius, stay in a safe place, and don't leave until the matter is resolved."

"...Why?! I can help!"

"unnecessary."

The answer was ruthless enough.

After the words fell, under the unwilling eyes of the minors, Moses quickly opened the safe and took out the spare equipment he kept in the Wayne Building. When he was about to wear it on his body, Dick walked up to him and pressed the wrist holding the cloak: "But won't your identity be exposed to criminals? You are the boss of the Wayne Group. Everyone is watching Bruce Wayne's every move. As long as you disappear, they will be able to connect you with Batman."

"Or, how about I pretend to be Batman?" Ye Yi swallowed under the scrutiny, and insisted, "We are a little short in height, but we can use a booster pad, as long as we don't give them a chance to get close, whoever won't find out either."

What he said was actually a solution.

Moses didn't think about it.

But—is it really necessary to get a child into trouble for such a personal reason?

At this moment he thought a lot.About his relationship with Nightwing, Nightwing's attitude, people's opinions on Batman, and... more affecting his judgment, his own wishes.

Why does Batman need Robin?

Moses had never thought about it before.

He is resisting thinking.

He has seen how the general public conforms to the crowd, and what kind of precipice Batman walks on. He understands people's worries and fears.The basic starting point for newspapers to denounce and defend Gotham Knights is: Did he make the city better or worse?If Gotham is getting better, the lunatics in Arkham will wreak havoc in order to fight Batman; if she is getting worse... Could people's lives be called safe and happy before Batman appeared?

It's nothing but indifference and numbness to chaos.

Now everything seemed to have hope, and because the wound that had not seen the light for a long time touched the sun, he yelled in pain: Why can't I continue to sink?

Some people were saved by him.

Some people may die because of him.

The system once said to him: You should not take the losses caused by the opponent's revenge on you as your own responsibility.

Moses was able to recognize this, so that he could face all kinds of pursuit and criticism calmly.Hua Zhuojin's praise does not really give the vigilante who is violent and violent, and the disgust and ridicule of others cannot make this road more tortuous.As for liking, he got enough when he was Bruce Wayne, even if no one could tell which of the two identities had the more real one.

But he also knew that things would be very different when he settled on his assistant - on Robin.

That would be his inescapable responsibility, good or bad.

Just like in the virtual world, the second-generation Robin fell into the red cape in the Batcave.

Batman is running from this.When he was Bruce Wayne, it was natural and fun to be around kids, but not Batman, Batman couldn't get close to anyone.

"I refuse," Moses said to Dick's incredulous gaze.

"What are you talking about? You still have a fever? This is obviously a reasonable proposal!"

"Okay, Dick." Jason held back Nightwing who was about to grab Batman's collar on impulse, "You can't convince him."

"I don't understand," said the blue-eyed young man.

Jason: "I thought you should understand?"

Dick: "What?"

"Tolstoy." Jason said mockingly, "It is indeed the insight of a Russian thinker, which is still valid even after 100 years."

Nightwing shut up.

Moses didn't know what charades they were playing, but he was relieved to be able to convince the presumably rebellious kids without using their hands.As for the assassin outside who might be from the League of Assassins... He focused on the Gotham sewer connected to the basement of Wayne Building.

Fifteen minutes later, he rushed into the unremarkable old building, which was left behind by the wayne group's philanthropic industry to benefit the surrounding area.The red brick building and the concrete floor look dilapidated among the tall buildings. When people walk on the stairs, they can even hear the sound of being overwhelmed.

I will buy this building sooner or later.When he almost broke the rusty railing with his bare hands, Moses thought to himself.Can a shopping mall be built after demolition?Or a hospital?

When he came to the floor pointed by the ballistic analysis, behind the broken wooden door, a woman in a black suit, dressed like an ordinary office worker, but with blood and fire on her body was half leaning against the window where the hot weapon was placed. .

"Should I say it's been a long time... or is it the first time we've met?" She asked gracefully and softly, stroking the black barrel with her fingertips, like shaking a wine glass on a banquet table.

Beside the woman were several dirty quilts, and a white-haired homeless man was curled up in the corner, his chest not heaving.

"I didn't kill him." Talia al Ghul noticed Batman's gaze and shook his head disapprovingly, "Gotham's winter is too cold, and when we found this perfect place, he was already dead .You shouldn't be focusing on little things like this while we're talking, Bruce. That makes you look weak."

"It's not weakness." The man replied indifferently, observing the angle of the weapon, "The sniper who shot just now was not you, where is that person now?" The height is wrong, the person who did it should be someone taller than Talia man or woman.

"Aren't you going to refute my address?"

"Just believe what you think is the right conclusion."

Thalia smiled: "To be honest, I'm not sure. Your performance is too good, and I ignored the danger from behind. Which kid helped you last time? The blue-eyed one or the green-eyed one? I like green eyes better." She shrugged, "It looks like we were born, don't you think?"

"I know S.H.I.E.L.D. is investigating you."

"They were too cautious, blinded by the police, and naively thought that Bruce Wayne had no Gotham personality, and never combined the two options after that."

"Hydra—" she said playfully, "choose a good time to get revenge, so that you are burned out. Their only purpose is Titan Potion, in order to build an army that can fight against government superheroes. League of Assassins It’s different, we have a longer-term goal.”

Moses vaguely felt that this conversation seemed to be a show of favor.Because there is no need to tell a lot of information, Thalia is not the kind of villain who will die if he doesn't show off.

Batman tried to get closer to her: "They're blind...and you're just too arrogant."

"So I won't make the same mistake twice. Stop, Bruce, don't go any further," Talia said. "I don't expect you to be good, so—think of the kids behind you. The concerned sniper 'Death Knell' sneaked into the Wayne Building just now, and if I give the signal or lose consciousness, he will attack."

The Gotham vigilantes still looked unmoved.

Watched by those emotionless eyes, Thalia sighed contentedly: "I agree with my father this time. Batman, you are better than any man I have ever met. The only drawback is that you are soft-hearted. , but personality problems can also be solved by acquired education.”

She came over and stroked the other's cheek with a callused hand.

"I have a trivial request." The woman climbed up like a poisonous snake, embracing Batman's shoulders, like a hug without warmth, "Promise me, Bruce, and then I'll let you go."

"Your purpose." Shen Ning's voice sounded in her ear.

"My father wanted a successor." Thalia whispered, "He chose Gotham, thinking that this fertile land of chaos is more likely to produce strong people."

"I'm afraid I wasn't the first object of his attention."

"That's right. Before you appeared, he took a fancy to Hugo Strange, the psychologist at Arkham Asylum. So he funded the director of the asylum, Quincy Sharp, and wanted to create a Chaos enough to destroy a city."

Batman snorted softly.

"I know you can't understand my father's approach." The brown-haired and green-eyed woman smiled, "But the plan is bold and effective, and he almost succeeded—because of you."

"My failure made him notice you."

"Behind the Joker stands the League of Assassins," Batman continued. "You test me through him. How sane can a man who trusts a madman be?"

"We don't trust the Joker, it's just a deal. You don't know how dark it is under Gotham, Bruce, it's a stubborn, rotten place. How about going to the League of Assassins with me? We can inherit the great career, and together raise a perfect offspring."

They stared at each other among the ruins, and for a moment Talia almost thought the stubborn man was impressed by her.

but.

He said, "Three o'clock, do it, Nightwing."

"Okay~" The brisk voice sounded, and the young man said, "Excuse me, lady, you have your assistant, and Batman also has his."

"Bah," said another boy beside him.