The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 160 Father and Son

It's probably an unspoken understanding within the bat family.

Batman and his righteous team are hunting down escaped criminals in Gotham, while Jason and his crew are also in pursuit.

This can lead to a situation where, while you're grabbing someone, you suddenly realize, "Hey, what are you doing here?!"

Perhaps both sides will think, "Hey, we're quite lucky to have met, it's quite a coincidence."

But the scarecrow caught in the middle doesn't see it that way.

He just felt unlucky.

Being chased by the Bat Family is one thing.

Why are Superman and Wonder Woman here too?!

Didn't he leave Gotham looking like a gangster?!

"Don't come any closer!"

The scarecrow looked around and saw a strange man dressed in light black armor and Robin in front of him.

Behind him were Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman.

Feeling the gazes fixed on him from both sides, the scarecrow shouted, "I confess!"

After saying that, he knelt on the ground, put his hands behind his neck, and looked completely honest.

"6

""

Without a word, Batman met the gaze of the fluorescent blue eyes opposite him, then walked toward the Scarecrow, taking out shackles to handcuff it.

Just as he approached the guy, the latter suddenly sprang into action, pulled out a spray bottle, and sprayed it at Batman!

At the same time, the bullets and the red cape began to move.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

Superman grabbed the Scarecrow's wrist with one hand, stopping his attack, and pinched the rapidly shooting bullet with his other hand.

"Rubber bullets?"

Superman froze, then looked at the black figure opposite him. Using his X-ray vision, he clearly saw the face under the mask.

"Oh my god! It's you..."

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Jason flicked his gun, put it away, crossed his arms, and responded to Superman's voice with silence, staring calmly into the eyes of the old man behind him.

"No wonder... Batman let me have one."

Batman stopped Superman from speaking, then knocked the Scarecrow unconscious with his own hands.

After handcuffing the unsportsmanlike Scarecrow who had launched a sneak attack, he said to Tim, "Send him back to Arkham Asylum, Robin."

Tim glanced back and forth between Jason and Batman, and finally nodded.

Superman wanted to say something more, but after being glanced at by Batman, he pursed his lips and abandoned the idea.

At this moment, the personnel on both sides were switched.

Batman and Jason stood together, while Robin Timberlake, Superman, and Wonder Woman stayed together.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm eyeing his wrist."

Noticing Batman's gaze, Jason rolled his eyes behind his mask.

"And I know what you want to ask. Yes, it's all over, and Oz is back to normal."

As he spoke, Jason deliberately flung out the magazine from his pistol, which contained rubber bullets.

It wasn't that he changed his mind and decided to stop killing.

Instead, he respected the old man's bottom line to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble.

Jason...

'

Just as Batman was about to say something, Batgirl's voice came through both of their earpieces at the same time.

"Including the Scarecrow you arrested, all the lunatics who were on the run have now been sent back to Arkham. In other words, Batman, you can take a break."

"6

'

Batman gave a brief reply, then said to Jason, "We need to talk."

"I was just about to say that too."

Beside a gargoyle sculpture above a church, two bat-like figures are gathered together, gazing down at the street below.

"After I regained consciousness, Oz approached me and took the initiative to help me resolve the negative effects of the Lazarus Pool."

Jason didn't talk to the old man about the contract Oz had mentioned. Doing so would only increase the old man's suspicion, and besides, he hadn't even considered it in the first place.

I'm just telling the old man about my experiences over this period of time.

"Talia became my mother. Yes, I know it's strange, but she's really good to me, and I'd love to be her son."

Jason noticed that Batman seemed a little uncomfortable after he said those words.

"What's wrong?"

"What?"

"What's wrong with you? When I mentioned Talia, you stiffened."

Jason squinted at him, trying to find some clue.

"I'm just a little tired," Batman replied.

""

Jason was skeptical, but he already knew that he had only been gone for a few hours.

But Batman, on the other hand, hadn't slept for two whole days.

"Okay, I'll make it short."

Jason didn't pursue the question of why Batman suddenly froze. He simply said, "I understand the bottom line you're holding firm to."

Batman glanced at him.

Then Jason removed his mask, revealing his face, and looked down at Gotham.

"But I won't follow that principle like you. In other words, I won't take you as a role model, and I won't try to become you."

""

Like Jason, Batman removed his mask, revealing a slightly tired Bruce face.

Jason continued, "After understanding your commitment to your principles, I tried to do things your way, which is why I used rubber bullets tonight."

"But I have to tell you the truth, Bruce, this is utterly stupid."

"Perhaps this will be the last time I follow your rules."

After hearing his words, Bruce turned and glanced at him, then turned his gaze back to the street below.

After a short while, he chuckled twice.

"What are you laughing at?" Jason asked, puzzled.

"My method?" Bruce countered.

Jason tilted his head, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world: "Yeah, your whole law and order nonsense."

Bruce chuckled again.

"I advise you to stop laughing; your laughter is making my fist hard."

Jason.

Bruce leaned against the wall, let out a long sigh, and said, "You seem to have misunderstood something."

"What?"

"I thought you knew I wasn't entirely concerned with law and order back when you were Robin."

"What do you mean?" Jason was a little confused about what the old man was talking about.

"Almost every night, I break into private homes and beat people up without permission. Does that sound like I completely care about law and order?"

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Jason rolled his eyes. "You know what I'm talking about."

"Of course I know, and you know what I'm talking about too. Do you think I hired you as my Robin just to find a perfect successor?"

A look of reminiscence crossed Bruce's face; it was a long time ago, when he and Jason were above this church.

Jason was in a period of confusion at that time, unsure if he could become a good Robin, especially with Dick as a precedent.

"Do you remember we had a conversation here before?" Bruce asked.

"I can't forget it," Jason replied.

"I don't want you to be Robin because I'm looking for an heir. I want someone who can give their all, learn from their mistakes, be a good person, and make me a better person."

Bruce said, "Similarly, I agree with you that you won't become me."

Jason frowned and asked, "You don't mind that I can't be you?"

Bruce said, "We already have one Batman, that's enough."

Jason remained silent.

He recalled the scene when he met himself in another universe.

Another version of himself told him not to try to be Batman, but to be himself and fight for the beliefs in his heart.

A son doesn't necessarily have to become a father.

"Then what I'll do next..."

'

Jason suddenly stopped talking and stared at Bruce.

He believed Bruce knew the reason why he couldn't fully explain it.

"6

'

Bruce sighed, then rubbed his temples; the lack of rest over the long period had taken a toll on his mental state.

He didn't know if what he said next was what he truly wanted to say, or if he was just rambling because of his physical condition.

But once he utters those words, whatever terrible things happen afterward, he will have to take responsibility for his words.

There was a silence that lasted for about half a minute.

Bruce spotted a blue figure flying towards them with his naked eye.

He's Superman.

After a moment, he said softly, "There are already enough superheroes in the world, Jason."

"Perhaps it wouldn't matter if there were a few outlaws."

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Jason remained silent for a moment, also noticing the large blue man in the distance.

"You believe me?" Jason asked.

"You don't believe me?" Bruce retorted.

One is questioning why the other party would allow them to develop in a different direction without losing their way.

Another is questioning why the other party wouldn't believe that they would take responsibility for that statement.

Of course, to Jason, Bruce's words immediately reminded him of the wish he had made not long ago.

Right.

He should trust Bruce, just as Bruce trusts him.

"I've found you."

Superman flew over at that moment and hovered in front of the father and son.

He glanced at Bruce and Jason for a moment, then said, "I've come to say goodbye. I don't think there's anything else I can help with, since someone doesn't really want me here."

"I never said that, Clark."

"Really? I seem to remember you saying that?" Superman clenched his fist in thought.

Bruce rolled his eyes at the other man, then, remembering something, asked, "Where are the others? Did they all go back? And what about Barry himself?"

Superman replied, "They've all gone back. Barry left a few minutes ago, and before he left, I saw him carrying a rabbit in one hand, a cat in the other, a raven carrying a mouse on his head, and two bears following behind him."

"To be honest, this scene is pretty weird."

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Bruce guessed that the raven, with the Flash's help, had sent these other-dimensional creatures back.

only..

He glanced furtively at Wayne Group.

Why does it still look like French fries?! (Annoyed)

"I'm leaving now, Bruce."

Superman's gaze lingered on Jason, then he smiled and said, "Welcome back, Jason."

Jason smiled and waved, as if to say hello.

Superman shrugged and left.

After Superman left, Bruce asked, "Are you still afraid of him?"

"You know he can hear you, right?"

"This doesn't matter."

Let's skip this topic.

Jason let out a breath and felt a sense of relaxation and comfort for no apparent reason.

He interlaced his fingers, raised them high, and stretched, his bones cracking like beans.

"Promise me one thing, Bruce."

"What?"

"Will you always stick to your principles?"

"Always."

Jason loosened his grip, placed one hand on the old man's shoulder, and chuckled, "I believe you. Of course, I have one last question."

"Say it all in one go next time."

Bruce let Jason put his arm around his shoulder, but a smile unconsciously crept onto his face.

"What's the problem?" Bruce asked.

He already knew what Jason would ask; it was something Jason had said to him when they first met a long time ago.

"The question is—are you hungry right now?" Jason asked.

really.

Bruce smiled, but before he could speak, the butler Alfred's voice came through the communicators plugged into their ears.

"I apologize for eavesdropping on your conversation, Mr. Bruce and Mr. Jason."

"Fortunately, I had just prepared a delicious dinner, and they were very happy to welcome you."

To prevent Alfred from saying anything else, Bruce quickly said, "We'll be right back."

"You really are—beep—"

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Bruce abruptly cut off the communication. Jason looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Why didn't you wait for Alfred to finish speaking?"

"It's okay, we're going home anyway."

Bruce hadn't figured out how to explain to Jason the newborn baby that had appeared overnight.

He meant that Jason seemed quite happy to be Talia's son.

As Jason's father, I believe I know him quite well.

She might not be able to resist throwing a tantrum after finding out she has a new younger brother.

Furthermore...

It's all that crow's fault...

It shouldn't be attributed to me.

Bruce thought to himself, then fixed his gaze on the golden French fry building.

"I have a question too, Jason."

"What?"

"When will your crows finally turn the company back to normal?"

"I don't know... I'll tell it when I see it... I think it's quite pretty."

"Come on, don't you know where it is?"

"have no idea."

With that, the two of them put on their helmets and masks, reverting to their uniforms, and left the area above the church.

As for where Oz is?

Let's first take our gaze to the air and examine the entirety of Gotham.

Then, I set my gaze on a certain street and zoomed in continuously.

"Damn crow, get that darn green hat off my head right now!!!"

Catwoman Selena roared at the crow in front of her, its rear end facing her.

This dead bird somehow ended up with a green hat on its own head, and no matter how hard she tried to remove it, she couldn't!

Oz pulled a huge diamond from Catwoman's safe.

"Aha! The heart of Africa has finally been touched by Lord Raven!"

"Put down my diamonds and take this damn ridiculous green hat away!!!" Selena roared.

"What's wrong? Isn't this green hat quite nice?"

So it was said.

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