After the group wear, I became the group darling of the big guys

Chapter 175 Idols and Fans

As for how Bruce discovered Shi Ning's problem, it was ultimately because of the Joker.

Three days ago, the Joker who escaped from Arkham prison and his Joker Gang occupied the TV station. When he declared war on Batman to the whole city, he suddenly disappeared.

Batman is not sure who took the Joker away, from the magical world or someone else, and whether he is seeking revenge or cooperation with the Joker.

After all, he is a demon born in Gotham. As the opponent of the Joker, Batman is quite aware of this man's instability. After catching all the members of the Joker's gang, Batman took the Batcomputer and began to detect any abnormalities around him.

The Batcomputer, which was equipped with the best equipment, ran for a whole day and night. After finally analyzing the substance, the Batcomputer suddenly sounded an alarm. Two identical substances appeared on the city map. They were the same substances that took the Joker away.

When the Batcomputer sounded the alarm, Batman and Robin were on night patrol outside. They had just thrown the half-dead Penguin into Arkham when Alfred's voice came from the headset.

"Batman, Substance X appears at the TV station and at the end of the alley that turns 45 degrees left."

Batman's brows knitted behind his mask. Seeing Robin beside him eagerly looking at him, Batman's eyes darkened. He turned Robin's head to the side without allowing him to be refused and said in a deep voice, "Leave the Joker to me, and the one at the end of the alley to you."

Robin's originally listless expression instantly became excited. He waved silently to Batman, and his whole body disappeared from Batman's sight in a few seconds like a nimble young eagle.

Batman looked anxiously in the direction where Robin left. He pursed his lips, but in the end did nothing. He turned and rushed towards the TV station.

"Master Bruce, I'm glad that you've learned to let go a little." Alfred's voice was incredibly gentle.

"Pennywise, don't call my name. I just..." I just don't want to lose any more kids.

But Batman couldn't say such sensational words, he could only keep his mouth shut and hope dryly that the old butler would quickly skip the subject.

Alfred sighed. Jason Todd was an indispensable member of the entire Wayne family. His death and experience also cast a heavy gray shadow over the Bat Family.

Seeing that Batman's situation has improved a lot with the appearance of Master Tim, at this critical juncture, no matter what the Joker does to the new Robin, it will cause Batman to rebound.

Alfred paid more attention to Robin, monitoring his physical condition at all times. The night vision monitor also transmitted the images seen by Robin to the Batcomputer in real time.

Of course, Tim took the initiative to request the installation of this small monitor, otherwise Batman would really keep him firmly protected behind him instead of making him a qualified assistant.

At this time, Tim was squatting on a high wall some distance away from the end of the alley, looking down at the movement below.

The beautiful girl fell into a trash can, picked up the homeless man next to the trash can, and - started playing thief-eating-thief.

Her techniques and movements were so skillful that it didn't seem like it was her first time. Her movements were crisp and neat, and there were signs of training.

Tim didn't jump down from the high wall until the girl dragged the homeless man away. He first checked the gangsters, and after finding that they still had vital signs, he decisively connected the headset.

"I found her. She has never killed anyone, but she has received training. My initial judgment is that the risk factor is very low. We can let Bruce get close to her and give it a try."

And... Tim looked hesitantly in the direction the girl left. He always felt that the homeless man she took away was very familiar, which gave him an extremely weird feeling.

"Penny understands, sir, the night patrol is almost over and you should return to the nest."

"Okay, I got it, penny one." Tim swung out the grappling gun and shuttled through the skyscrapers of Gotham at an extremely fast and stealthy speed, and soon returned to Wayne Manor.

When he went down to the Batcave, Bruce was already inside, and the Batcomputer was playing the images captured by his monitor over and over again.

"Bruce, did you find anything?" Tim came to Bruce with coffee.

Bruce suddenly paused the computer screen and rewound it three times. After that, he came to the cemetery of Wayne Manor with a cold face and without saying a word.

"Master Bruce." Alfred stood at the stairs and put down the cookie in his hand. "If you are going to see Master Jason, I will go with you."

Bruce's expression eased a little, but Tim was stunned. Of course he knew that Batman was the previous Robin. He was even a fan of the other party! He followed the other party with a camera every night.

Until a while ago, the proud Robin bird suddenly disappeared, and Batman's attack methods became more and more brutal. Until he saw the explosion of the plane the Joker was riding on on the news, Tim had to admit one thing.

His idol, the Robin bird that proudly soared in the rainy Gotham, has died at the hands of the Joker, and Batman cannot live without Robin.

The self-appointed second-best detective in the world found the truth and reaped the rewards, becoming Robin's successor, the continuation of his idol, and the rope that bound Batman's precarious sanity.

Because Tim knew that Batman needed to repeatedly confirm Robin's safety, he allowed Batman to use various surveillance methods. Occasionally, he would dream that the second generation Robin would come back, but - when he really came back, Tim was still a little bit unbelievable.

The cemetery was not as clean as the last time I came. Instead, it was much more messy. Jason Todd's tomb had been dug up from the inside, and the traces of chaos extended all the way to the entrance of the cemetery and disappeared into the streets and alleys of Gotham.

Jason Todd really did come back from the dead.

Tim sat on the sofa in a trance, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand. When he finally took a sip like a sleepwalker, he resisted the urge to spit it out and drank it with difficulty. Then he looked at Alfred and asked in a low voice: "Alfred, you just glanced at him... How did you recognize him?"

Alfred smiled, his wrinkles adding a bit of kindness and gentleness to him, his voice was relaxed and happy: "No father would fail to recognize his own child, and Batman is the same, right?"

Tim smiled and nodded: "No fan would fail to recognize his idol... But I won't give up Robin's position again."

Alfred nodded and gently touched Tim's forehead: "Master Tim, it's late, you should rest."

The dark cloud that had hung over the Bat-Family for months finally dissipated.