What bad intentions could Batman have?

The third generation Robin Tim sat in the seat that originally belonged to Batman in front of the Batcomputer in the Batcave.

Nothing happened tonight. He had been checking the surveillance for three hours.

He had even done 1,700 push-ups in front of the computer because he was bored.

Still had energy to spare.

This young, strong, explosive body seemed to never feel tired. After years of training and persistent practice, it was ready to face all challenges -

It was so funny, there was no challenge at all.

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He stared blankly at the surveillance that seemed to have not changed at all, and began to think uncontrollably.

Ah~

Hiss - is there a possibility that the Arkham villains suddenly formed a group to attack the Batcave.

Tim knew that this was impossible, but it did not prevent him from imagining that kind of scene.

Many Arkham villains formed a group to invade, Batman was surrounded and kicked in the circle, and the powerful third generation Robin turned the tide!

He knocked down the Riddler with one punch, knocked down the Scarecrow with two punches, Mr. Freeze and Firefly fled, Killer Croc knelt down and begged for mercy, the Human-faced Bat was stepped on by him, Dr. Pig-face was grabbed by his head and slapped left and right, and both faces of Two-Face showed a look of horror.

The Clayface, a big monster with superpowers, was knocked down by him in a few seconds, and then he turned around and kicked Dr. Phosphorus in the heart. After knocking the skeleton down, he kicked his skull fiercely, and then took out a bottle of solution and poured it on him.

In the smoke and screams of the other party, Alfred patted his shoulder with relief and gave him a loving hug. The bruised Batman took off his clothes and gave them to him, and then said, "From now on, you will inherit the mantle of Batman!"

The fantasy scene was so beautiful that Tim couldn't help laughing. But he woke up quickly and looked around.

Fortunately, no one saw it.

He coughed lightly and sat up straight again. He, Tim, is the most reliable person in Gotham and will always stick to his duties.

He patted his cheek.

Damn it, stop thinking about these nonsense.

How could something like the Arkham villains invading the Batcave happen?

He shook his head. Although this is not the main base under Wayne Manor, it is also one of Batman’s largest sub-bases in Gotham City. Whether it is security or scale, it is definitely strong enough...

Oh!

It’s Batman and his friends who are back. Tim noticed the access control authentication submitted on the Batcomputer. He immediately opened it, then jumped directly over the huge mechanical dinosaur in the center of the hall, ran to the entrance, and opened the door.

In this way, Batman can see his face the first time he comes down the corridor——

!!!

With a bang.

Tim closed the door directly.

"Haha, haha, there's something wrong with my eyes." He leaned against the thickened iron door and paused for two seconds, then began to laugh, gasping for breath. "Just kidding, the fantasy scene reflected in reality or something, what a joke?" "Robin, open the door quickly, what's going on?" Batman's voice came from outside the door, and Tim took a deep breath. "Okay, okay, okay, okay..." He opened the door, and the big head of Mr. Freeze wearing red glasses immediately appeared in front of him. He subconsciously punched him, and the next second he was hit by Mr. Freeze's cold finger. "I hope you know what politeness is." Tim groaned in pain and immediately retracted his hand. He moved his fingers. Mr. Freeze is a supernatural human with a body temperature of at least -100 below zero, which means that if he actively releases cold air, even the simplest contact can freeze people. Tim's training made him retract his fist in advance before he actually touched it, but he was still bitten by the cold air. Mr. Freeze ignored Tim, who was in a daze. He walked past him and went straight in.

"This..."

"Warning, invasion detected--" The huge mechanical dinosaur just started to start and immediately turned off the engine under Batman's control. Tim numbly watched many Arkham villains file into the Batcave, just like elementary school students returning from a spring outing swarming off the big bus and returning to school.

Why can you come in so familiarly and sit on the sofa in the rest area next to it? ? ?

Tim was almost confused by the attitude of these Arkham Asylum felons who were like returning to their hometown.

He saw Flamingo and Scarecrow walking hand in hand, side by side, and then lying straight on the sofa together, like two elegant salted fish, and they didn't even look at him sideways when they passed by.

Then the next second, the two of them were sat on by Two-Face and Firefly, and Two-Face's butt was directly pressed on Flamingo's hooked nose, and this professional killer who liked to wear pink had a dull expression on his face, and didn't even hum.

? ? ?

Oh, Tim finally realized something was wrong. He shouldn't be so slow. He just didn't react for a moment - these guys didn't seem to have any self-awareness. Dr. Phosphorus, the burning skeleton, was the last one to come in. Tim saw Batman wave his hand and a burst of black sand swirled around his skull.

"Dr. Phosphorus is special. The phosphorus burning all over his body will make all the chips invalid, so I have to manually change his brain waves constantly - it's hard to imagine that he still has a brain to control even though he is like this." Tim heard Batman say. "Okay, Batman," Tim slapped his head with a headache: "I roughly know how you operate it." Tim is not stupid, but quite smart, and he is the most talented detective in the Bat family. Even though Chen Tao didn't tell him anything about his plan, he still quickly deduced most of the things after seeing the situation in front of him. But this made him even more angry. Our third generation Robin beat his chest and stamped his feet, heartbroken: "I can't believe Batman, you actually betrayed me again..." "...You deliberately didn't tell me the plan..." "...How can you do this!" "...I am your Robin, your Robin! You can't always leave..." Tim kept chattering, Batman looked away, Tim knew that it was the other party's guilty conscience. "Look at me!"

"Tsk."

Tim turned his head and saw Mr. Freeze pouring him a cup of coffee. He squeezed the coffee and it turned into ice slag. Then he poured it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Make me one too." Harley Quinn stood beside him and handed her her coffee. Mr. Freeze helped her to cool it.

Killer Croc, Poison Ivy, and Ventriloquist, the Arkham people who joined Batman at the beginning and therefore remained conscious, squatted beside him and watched with interest.

"..."

Tim stopped talking sullenly.

Then he turned his head and looked at the Clayface who was obviously conscious beside Batman: "What's going on with you, Baso?"

(Basso Carroll, the original name of Clayface)

"I'm not Baso Carroll." Clayface replied.

His huge body quickly shrank back, and a set of Robin uniform soon transformed on his body.

"I'm Batman's favorite Robin!"

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