Three-stream detection simulator

To put it mildly, the timing of Batman's introduction is a little off.

The current scene is this:

Damian pointed the tip of the knife at Hercule, with a look on his face that was a mixture of surprise, confusion, anger and 'I must have fallen in the wrong position'. His eyes stared at Batman, lost in doubt about life and the universe. think.

Everyone around them ran away, and the Russians were speechless as they watched Batman falling from the sky and Damian confronting him in shock.

Hercule was sitting very firmly, but when Batman arrived, he immediately stood up with support on the table and knocked over the chair behind him. His expression showed a rare shock.

Jason was also shocked, but he was startled by the chair that Hercule brought down when he stood up. When he came back to his senses, he looked at Hercule and then at the others, and suddenly wanted to laugh. He didn't know why he wanted to laugh for a moment, maybe it was because he was in the middle of the game, and it wouldn't be until much later that he realized how bizarre everything that happened tonight was.

As for Batman...

He noticed something strange in Hercule's hesitant attitude, but since everyone had fallen, he couldn't just hold down the hook and fly back and pretend that he had never been there. In order to prevent accidents, he first looked around covertly, and after confirming that everyone present was unprepared for his arrival, he took a half step back and asked Hercule and Jason in a low voice at a volume that only he could hear clearly: " I couldn’t contact you just now, what happened?”

Afterwards, Batman thought this was the second mistake he had made tonight after falling directly into the middle of the crowd: he should not have spoken before Hercule spoke.

The furious Damian rushed forward before he could finish his words. Batman reflexively used his gauntlet to hold the blade, leaving almost no energy left when he fought back. These two people are both the world's top physical skills masters. In the blink of an eye, they hit from the center of the hall to more than ten meters away, knocking over countless furniture along the way, and the sound of violent clanking, ping-pong and banging was endless.

During the fight, it was obvious that adults had more experience. Damian was punched twice by the young Batman, but he couldn't help but didn't stop. Instead, he looked even angrier. He raised his head and said coldly. Said: "You have tarnished my father's reputation!"

Batman:?

He didn't understand it at all and kept his tense expression without answering.

Hercule quickly seized this brief gap to send a message to Batman: "Joker."

Batman:…

He couldn't help but think of the series of historical relics left by the detective when he was wearing a clown vest. Even today, a few years later, the media will still mention the clown and then the clown when mentioning Norman Osborn, who is about to be released from prison. Which leads to the origin of the Joker - a little girl's cereal bowl bomb.

The hosts didn't know how much mental damage the topics they talked about had caused to Mr. Bruce Wayne who was far away in Gotham. Even Alfred would do it to take care of Bruce when telling Robin about his past. I avoided this story in my mood.

Fortunately, Hercule is not someone who likes to make trouble. He has occasionally called himself Alexander over the years, but he has never been interested in wearing clown makeup and taking to the streets to tell bloody jokes - but Harleen Quinzel often makes the Harley Quinn costume come back because it is used on Halloween and It was so popular at the party that Jason couldn't remember who the clown was for a while.

Batman's thoughts drifted away briefly. In Damian's eyes, this was a silent acquiescence.

The boy's chest rose and fell violently and he said, "I will correct this mistake for my father."

Hercule felt that Damian had a deep misunderstanding of him, but his son had to listen to what Batman said, so he stood there waiting for the opponent to control the field. Unexpectedly, the Gotham vigilante who had always been reliable had to listen to what Batman said. Suddenly disconnected!

Why are you just watching, Batman!

He did two things immediately:

First pushing Jason towards the Russians.

Jason understood and jumped up automatically to knock the unfortunate outsider unconscious.

Then everyone heard Hercule yell: "Stop it! No one here is loyal to the Joker!"

Damian and Batman turned to stare at him at the same time, their expressions were exactly the same. They seemed more interested in continuing the fight than hearing the detective mention the Joker. In this silence, Jason, who was holding the unconscious Russian by the collar, said, "I have only one question. Can anyone please tell me first, who is the clown?"

The three conscious people present looked at Jason again. For a moment, it seemed as if all the sounds in the universe had been swallowed up by some invisible black hole.

After a few seconds, Jason calmly spread his hands: "Why, you sound like you are dealing with a traitor within a secret party, so is the Joker a big shot that everyone must have heard of, or is he a occult figure?" Special concept? Will we be loyal to the Joker without knowing it?" He turned to Damian, "Is it possible that this person is me or you, another Robin?"

"..."

After a while, Damian lowered his knife. His anger disappeared, and he said dryly like a dehydrated towel: "Anyway, I know that one of us is a lunatic, and that person is not me."

**

Hercule described what he had learned as quickly as he could.

The incident happened suddenly, and even Batman had many blind spots in his perspective. For example, it was only then that he realized that the Damian Wayne in front of him was not matured or cloned by the League of Assassins in one step, but came from a parallel universe. …

But it’s still undeniable that Batman and the Joker are working together.

Jason couldn't help but ask Damian when he was halfway through listening: "Have you never thought that the Joker might be replaced?"

Damian asked him back: "Wake up, Todd, who in their right mind would think of dressing up as a clown?"

Jason shrugged: "But apparently Batman agrees with this plan."

Batman:…

No, he didn't.

At this moment, Damian's gaze from the parallel universe was a little unbearable. The Dark Knight said tenaciously: "This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go back to Gotham."

He turned to the window and wanted to call to the Batplane parked in the distance. As a result, a bright light suddenly illuminated his entire body, casting a huge bat-shaped shadow on the ground behind him.

"People inside, listen! You are now surrounded by armed forces!" The roar of the helicopter propellers exploded overhead, accompanied by the deafening sound of the trumpet that almost made people's hearts break. "Let Hercule Hugo go immediately. Otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk! I repeat, you are now..."

Even the unconscious Russian was woken up. He got up from the ground, rubbing the sore back of his neck, and asked angrily: "Where the hell are the superheroes out there? The Avengers?"

Batman squinted his eyes and glanced into the pale night illuminated by the lights, and said, "It's Disney."

Damian suspected that he heard wrongly: "What?"

"Disney," Batman repeats, deadpan. "Who else would draw Mickey Mouse on a helicopter?"

**

Disney executives were ecstatic when they saw the detective alive.

He held Hercule's hand tightly, and while alerting everyone around him, he whispered next to the detective: "I heard that Batman will spray gel bombs into the shape of a bat, which gave the development team some inspiration. ...In order to ensure your safety, we would like to prepare some weapons and props for you to contact the outside world - do you mind a signal flare in the shape of a mouse head?"

Hercule:…

Others with excellent hearing caught the key words:…

**

Damien from the parallel universe said: I want to leave this world before dawn.

**

The sun rises and the Batplane finally returns to the Batcave.

Everyone who stepped off the plane had a look of emptiness on their faces. Everyone else had their own reasons. Hercule was mainly suffering from the aftereffects of work.

After Disney failed to promote Mickey Mouse fireworks and Donald Duck cigarettes and smoke bombs, it tried to persuade the detective to buy a Lion King doll costume for Hibida. Hercule understood the feeling of the person in charge that the rain was coming after a long drought, but he tried to make the other party Be more sensible: "Mr. Hibida is a black cat, and I'm afraid it doesn't fit the original image."

The person in charge of Disney pondered for a moment and said: "It's not a big problem. This is also a kind of political correctness."

Hercule was impressed by the strong logic in his words, so he spent a huge sum of money to buy a bristle hood, wondering what reason he could use to get Hibida to come out and try it on. While he was sitting in the Batcave thinking, Damian visited the Batcave under the guidance of Jason and Dick who came back after hearing the news.

"I'm very familiar with this place. This is my own home." Damian specially emphasized the word 'my own home', "I don't need you to come here as a road sign... huh?" He caught a glimpse of a corner in the darkness with his peripheral vision. A huge coin ornament, "Wait a minute, isn't Two-Face working as a prosecutor? Where did this coin come from?"

"Well, is it possible that Harvey Dent in the parallel universe is no longer a prosecutor? The one we have here was also given to Batman by Harvey on behalf of the city government." Dick said, "But privately he warned that if one day Bat The hero was so annoyed by Hercule that he could hang the detective on a coin to vent his anger."

Damian: "...Why?"

He sensitively noticed that when Dick mentioned this topic, both Jason and Tim from the Batcave came over covertly, obviously wanting to listen.

Dick glanced at them, pretending to be serious and said: "It's a long story, you should ask yourself when you have a chance."

The young man whose curiosity was aroused by him said: "——Nightwing!!"

"Haha, where was the introduction just now?" Dick easily avoided Jason's elbow and continued walking forward, "This Harley Quinn playing card was given to Bruce by Harleen through the detective, in order to thank him for his participation in the charity meeting that year. provided help.”

"This plant is the beloved plant of Dr. Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy). One year, she was saved by Batman when she was in danger. As a blessing in disguise, she awakened her superpowers, but she was worried that she could not protect this plant. So the plants were entrusted to us.”

"This is the knife the Riddler used. He almost cut off Hercule's hand."

"This is the half-degraded corpse of Hercule."

Damian looked at the things in the display cabinet in front of him motionless: "...What is this?"

"Hercule's half-degraded corpse." Dick explained patiently. "Its constituent elements are some extremely dangerous power. It took Batman many years to develop a method to make them harmless and automatically degrade in the air. method."

Damian: "You put half of Hugo's body here!"

He even forgot to ask how a normal living person could have a corpse!

"Because the Batcave is safe and everyone is used to it... Tim may not have it yet." Dick looked at Jason for confirmation, "What do you think?"

Jason responded vaguely, looked at the body again, and asked, "Is it shorter than last week?"

Dick shrugged: "I don't know. I haven't measured it. Bruce must have records."

This kind of thing...it's really best to record this kind of thing! !

Damian closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, they were covered with a false sense of calm. But he didn't want to continue studying a living corpse anyway, so he tilted his head slightly with a cold face and looked at another cabinet next to him.

A starfish wearing a Robin uniform opened its watery blue eyes and looked at him expectantly against the glass.

Damian's first reaction was: In this unpredictable universe, only his father's preference for Robin's eye color remained the same.

His second reaction was: Why is there a starfish wearing a Robin uniform in the cabinet? !

"I'm about to introduce you," Dick said. "The person in front of you is Jarlo. Jarlo, this is Damian Wayne."

"Hello! I know you, Damian!" Canluo said enthusiastically, "Thank heavens, there is finally a second intelligent creature in this cave who doesn't like Hercule Hugo!"

Damian never imagined that one day he would seek identity in Starfish. He was silent for a moment and said tentatively: "Why don't you like him?"

"He deceived my feelings." Haixing said bluntly. "Later, I abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side and became Batman's favorite Robin."

"..."

You fart!

To get Damian to admit that Batman likes a starfish the most, he might as well force him to accept Hercule! !

The reality was too cruel. Damian turned to Dick and asked, "What is the relationship between the detective over there and his father?"

"Friends, comrades, companions." Dick said, "They met very early... It can also be said very late. As far as I know, it was a strange fate that established a connection between the dead knight and the prisoner in the jar. They Carve out that impenetrable barrier in nothingness until you find a way to victory."

Jason interjected: "You don't understand? It's normal. This passage was written by Bruce himself in the detective's file. We don't understand what it means."

"But they trust each other." Tim said not far away, "This city and this universe are getting better and better."

So don’t feel anxious about the secrets left behind by adults, and don’t rush to delve into them.

There will still be a long time to answer them one by one in the future.

Hercule sat in the corner, as if he was not paying attention to anything, but also seemed to be paying attention to everything. When Tim finished speaking, there was a smile on his lips. At this moment, the black cat emerged from the shadows and jumped onto his knees, rubbing his forehead against the palm of his left hand in front of him.

It knew that the warm body beneath it belonged to a dead detective.

It also knows that it is a prisoner of freedom in the physical universe.

They established a friendship in the sunshine, waves and summer wind. A hundred years later, an indestructible barrier will separate them from life and death.

Hercule stroked Hibida's back, and the black cat purred. On the other side of the cave, Damian looked over thoughtfully.

Lines of text gradually appeared on the screen of the translator in his coat pocket.

It knows that it is not smart enough and not good at thinking.

But it trusts its human friends more than anyone else.

So Hibida, who had been thinking for seven months but still couldn't figure out the answer to the difficult problem, decided to give up - Hehe would always find a way.

They won one victory a few years ago, and they will win the second one a few years later.

After all, in the eyes of the wise Mr. Hibida, the future should be like a little element-devouring beast chasing a ball of yarn, running all the way towards light and heat, towards stars and atmosphere, towards fragrant food and interesting adventures... Such a thing.

Hercule seemed to have guessed what it was thinking, and promised in a low voice: "I will find a way."

He held the cat's paw, shook it twice, and said, "Thank you for your trust, Mr. Hibida. Here's to the future."

The black cat raised its head, its green eyes like glass beads were crystal clear, as if they were filled with starlight.

——To the future.