Heroic Spirit Transformation System [Comprehensive Master Anglo-American]

Chapter 25 Robin Hood and Robin

Maybe it was because this man's temperament that he didn't belong in Gotham was too obvious, and because he looked very young, Batman didn't interfere in the communication between the two minors and just went about his own investigation.

Robin asked in a brisk tone: "Did you come to Gotham for this batch of goods or for some other reason? Tell me, I might be able to help."

"Are you so enthusiastic to strangers you meet for the first time? I feel suspicious when someone refuses to show their face." The young man did not hesitate to complain about himself, but still answered the question, "I am here.

Looking for someone, according to the information I got, this batch of goods may be related to the person I am looking for."

"Who are you looking for?"

"...I don't think he would be stupid enough to use his real name." The young man sighed in distress, "But your attitude...it seems that you are not willing to let me get close to this batch of goods..."

Robin moved his position calmly: "Sorry, just like you said, we just met for the first time, and you do look suspicious. Speaking of what happened just now, your super power is invisibility.

?"

"I just wanted to ask what happened just now!" As soon as this topic was brought up, the boy's complaints suddenly intensified, "My cloak can perfectly achieve optical invisibility and thermal invisibility. What happened to that big black guy?

Found mine?!"

Silently writing down the information revealed in these words, Robin's curious eyes fell on the ordinary-looking green cloak. He felt that the material looked quite ordinary, and wondered if he could get a piece of it for study: "Well

, don’t worry, at least you did hide it from me. As for why b can find out..."

Robin paused and said in a subtle tone: "Probably because he is Batman."

"Because the dust on the ground has changed." Batman, who was checking the delivered goods, accidentally joined the conversation, "Although you have been trained and your steps are very light, there are still traces."

The young man was silent for several seconds before saying depressedly: "That's why I hate this kind of open environment. It's so empty and there's not even a shelter. It would be better if it was in a forest..."

Listening to this, Robin had a guess: "Who is your mentor?"

"...Wait a minute, asking this kind of question, you are not on the same level as the group of people squatting next to you, do you think I am related to that Green Arrow?"

"Then your skills -"

"I'm self-taught."

Robin: "…………"

The young man has the same familiarity ability as Robin, and he has already begun to exchange conditions with himself: "Please, it's already so late now, don't waste your time testing me? In fact, you have almost the same information.

Ask me and I will answer, no need to bother, as for the reward...just let me ask them a few questions. Everyone is very busy, wouldn't it be less cliché and more sincere?"

"Oh, okay." Robin actually didn't believe what he said, but he still pretended to believe it and asked directly: "Basic information, what is your name?"

"Just call me Robin."

Robin: "…………"

Batman: "…………"

Robin was simply shocked by this nonchalant answer.

——Please!!! Even if you lie to others, why don’t you give me something to eat?! What good will it do you to tell such a lie that can be easily exposed?!

After regaining consciousness in a daze, Robin said almost sadly: "Next time you make up a pseudonym, don't use local materials..."

"What are you using local materials?" The young man looked quite dissatisfied, "You are allowed to be codenamed Robin, but no one else's real name is allowed to be Robin? Have you bought out the copyright of this name? I am the one who came first before you.

Started using the name Robin!"

"..." Robin confirmed in disbelief, "Real name?!"

"Yes, that's my real name." The young man curled his lips, "No matter how awkward you feel, my name is Robin anyway."

Before Robin could react, the gangsters who had been pretending to be dead suddenly broke out when they heard the conversation.

The leader of the gangsters was the first to shout: "We already have a Robin in Gotham! We don't need you, an old-fashioned Robin who doesn't even wear tights! Out of town Robin, get out of Gotham!"

His speech was so sincere, full of emotion, and full of local sense of honor that his colleagues who had kept silent before became filled with indignation and shouted passionately like the wind.

"That's right! We just want Robin from the Bat! Out-of-town Robins get out of Gotham!"

"Not even tights! What a shabby vest! Trash!"

"The pants are so rubbish! They can't even compare to our Gotham Robin's green-scaled shorts!"

This group of criminals didn't even lower their hands from the back of their heads, but when they chanted slogans, their backs were straightened, their eyes were clear, and they were so upright that they seemed ready to revolt in the next second.

Gotham Robin who felt inexplicably embarrassed: "………………"

I didn’t expect a group of criminals to be so xenophobic: “………………”

Batman, who encountered this situation for the first time: "...shut up."

"Why should we shut up!" Knowing that Batman would not beat them up for this, the gangsters were emboldened, "Gotham only needs one Robin!"

Robin: "...Thank you, but you can really be quiet."

"Speaking of these green-scaled shorts..." Although the cap of the cloak blocked most of the boy's face, Robin could feel his eyes wandering near her shorts, "It's so late at night, aren't you cold?

"

"...Actually, it's okay. I feel less cold when I move around." Robin answered with difficulty.

"He wrapped himself up so tightly, but let Robin dress like this, it's simply child abuse!" The gangster interjected naturally as if he was addicted to it, "On behalf of the Robin fan club, I formally protest to Batman!"

The young man's tone was very surprising: "You still have a fan club among criminals? It's truly Gotham..."

Robin endured it, but still couldn't help asking: "What on earth have you heard about Gotham?"

"There are quite a few." The young man complained, "Specialty masked tights freaks and the like... Speaking of this, does your Gotham have any dress code for masked people? Did I break any of your rules?

Well, they seemed very resentful that I didn't wear tights..."

"No, no, no, of course there is no such rule." Robin quickly tried to save Gotham's image, "It's fine if you wear a vest and trousers, and this cloak is also good. It will keep you warm when you go out at night."

The two people seemed to be chatting happily and hit it off immediately, but in fact Robin's vigilance never let go, and gradually increased due to the other's superb ability to change the subject.

This mysterious young man had an aura of perversity all over him. If he wasn't trying to collect information, Robin would actually find him quite interesting to chat with.

Finally, Batman seemed to have finished explaining something to the person on the other end of his communicator. Seeing that there was no progress on Robin's side, he went in personally: "What do you want to ask them?"

"Actually, I can ask you." The young man put his hands on his hips and made a request like Party A. "Although I think he won't use his real name, let's ask first. Have you heard of 'Hohenheim' or 'Pala'?

Celsus' names?"