Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 143 Is Batman a pervert?

Dick finally discovered a fact that made him despair.

That was his attempt to change Terry's mind, which seemed to have completely failed.

Although he did find a way.

That's keeping Terry in a goodwill package.

But he couldn't do this. He had been tortured by Bruce's problems for so many years, and he had no time to continue to spend time on Terry.

In addition to being as kind as he can, he also wants his own life, and he doesn't want to stay with another mentally ill person.

Unless, he can find a way to make the so-called white versus black make demands.

Dick has already seen the status of Bai in Hei's heart. What Bai brings to Hei is not even goodwill, but the first glimmer of light he sees after he has been stuck in filth.

There may be some other special meaning, but if White can make a request to Black, then Black may be willing to do more than cross out the disabled scheduled personnel on the revenge list.

Terry said that being able to recognize Dick as a friend is even a friend, so he is still teasing him using the communication method of a friend.

Dick didn't want to explain more. After being depressed for a while, he said goodbye to Barry and walked out of the door of the Midtown Laboratory.

Terry Pickles is a psychopath as stubborn as Batman, but much more chaotic.

He lowered his head, put his phone back in his pocket, also reached out to stop a taxi, and took out his wallet.

"What? You just broke up and you don't want to leave me?"

"As expected of you, you escaped the bat once, and now you escape me again. Dick, your next phone call will be to Bruce, and then you have completely given up on the redemption operation and are ready to let Batman deal with me, right?"

"Of course, but what I'm angry about is not your cleverness, Dick, but your evasive behavior - even though there is no difference in the result, in Eastern terms, I hate you a lot now. Without steel, you will never be able to surpass Batman."

The other party connected quickly.

Then Terry suddenly realized, and his tone seemed to be a little sullen again.

After all, he was a little unsure if Terry had taken all his change.

In other words, from the current point of view, there is no solution to this problem.

Barry was a little confused, but he had done what he could. Terry wanted to return to Gotham, but it was impossible for him to force his new friend to stay.

Terry's tone was a little strange: "With our relationship, of course it's not a big problem, but you know that this means I have to start killing people as soon as I get back, right?"

"Can't you?"

However, Bai has already said that he will not interfere with Black's choice of revenge.

"That's pretty clever. Do you want me to just put those people on the revenge list who shouldn't be killed on hold?"

Then he took out his cell phone and dialed Terry's number first.

"Can I reserve the right to say that name?"

After Terry finished speaking, Dick hung up the phone.

In the end, Dick could only watch in frustration as Terry took a taxi and left the Midtown Laboratory while humming a tune.

Yes, he even took the trouble to get Terry a mobile phone these days.

Then, he looked at a white note in the wallet's compartment in a daze.

After hesitating for a moment, Dick stretched out his fingers and took out the note.

'Have you been having a headache these days thinking of a title of your own? No need to think too much, I suggest calling it 'Nightwing', my friend, you are suitable for this. '

Dick looked at the note blankly for a while, then dropped his hand, as if he wanted to throw the note away.

But after a moment, he raised his hand, folded the pieces of paper, and stuffed them back into his wallet.

In Terry's taxi, the driver saw Terry put down his cell phone through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask.

"What did I just hear you say about Batman? Is this a new popular game among young people now? Cosplay superheroes?" "Yes, yes, superheroes are very interesting. I have - I have so many friends They all seem to have high regard for this industry.”

"Hey~ Your friend likes Batman? What a strange hobby. That guy is more like a lunatic who travels at night. I heard that he has no superpowers at all, and he just likes to beat people with his fists."

"Really, I think so too. In fact, let me tell you a secret, Batman is a psychopath!"

"Hahaha~"

The driver laughed a few times and seemed happy that he had picked up a passenger who agreed with the superhero aesthetic, especially since this passenger was willing to talk to him.

It seems that this journey will not be boring anymore.

By the way, did you forget to ask this guest where he plans to go?

"Sorry, I was distracted just now and forgot to ask you about your destination."

"Oh, it's a bit far away, but I've prepared enough cash. Please go to Gotham City."

There was a brief silence in the carriage.

After a while, the driver seemed to have convinced himself of something in his heart, and his expression relaxed again.

"Well, it's better not to bring up topics like Batman until we get to Gotham City. I heard that although the lunatic is crazy and perverted, he is very rich. The whole city is under surveillance and surveillance by him. Recording equipment.”

"More than that, anyone who meets him will be given small things that invade their privacy."

Terry agreed with the driver's statement, and then took out a metal block no bigger than a fingernail from the hem of his clothes on the lower left side of his body.

"Look, I have one on me - can you help me open the window? I threw away this piece of shit. After all, it's not polite to mock people in front of them all the time."

The driver was silent for a while, and then pressed a button on the main console.

As the electric window slowly lowered, Terry threw the gadget directly with a beautiful hook.

Terry clapped his hands, as if throwing away something unlucky, and then tilted his head so that his face could appear in the driver's sight through the rearview mirror.

"Where did we just talk?"

The smile on the driver's face had disappeared, and he blinked melancholy.

"I'm going to say that I suddenly have a stomachache and I'm afraid I won't be able to complete this order. Do you believe me?"

"I believe it! Drive ahead to find a toilet. I can wait for you in the car."

"Then forget it."

"No, stomach pain is hard to bear, isn't it?"

"...Suddenly it doesn't hurt anymore. I think it's a good habit to focus on your work, and I happen to have this habit."

"It's okay, I won't let you drive all the way to Gotham. I have to change cars halfway. After all, your ride must have been recorded by that pervert. I don't want to be caught by the pervert who fell from the sky as soon as I got back. "

The driver looked embarrassed and glanced at the rearview mirror again, a little scared and a little serious.

"Sir, to be honest, I think it's very rude to keep calling someone a pervert behind his back."

Terry narrowed his eyes and thought for two seconds.

"I don't have a bug on me now."

"Thank you, I will send you to the designated place, as long as it is not Gotham. After all, Batman is a pervert."

hiss--

Terry's eyes sparkled.

It's been a long, long time since I've seen a talented person who knows the current affairs so well.

(End of this chapter)