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You gift a rose and are left with a lingering fragrance on your hands? After Connors sent Selina away, he brought his hand under his nose and sniffed, but there was no molestation in the act. Not to mention that Batman was still watching under surveillance; even if he really wanted to smell it, it would definitely be above board, just like when the two of them were sitting on the motorcycle and he was tempted to bury his face in Selina's snow-white neck and suck hard.
The main thing was that "Catwoman" had been pointed at by so many guns and had broken out in a lot of cold sweat under the tension. As soon as Connors had entered the room, he could smell the faint fragrance of her body.
To his surprise, "Catwoman" Selina, after being thrown into the ventilation duct, had thought of reaching out to pull Connors up with her. He had pushed her soft, boneless little hand away. "You go first, leave me alone."
Doing the whole show… he sent Selina away, and Connors hummed a song and prepared to continue back to the Batcave. But the presence of his spider-induction would always allow him to discover things that could not be discovered by the naked eye. For example, outside the corridor, someone was staring at him. Not Batman, not Catwoman, and the danger signal wasn't strong either.
Connors went to the window in the hallway and opened it to look out, only to see a tiny black shadow tumbling and jumping like an acrobat on the exterior wall of Wayne Manor.
That's… Dick Grayson?
The future eldest son was now only eight years old, and he had just been adopted by Batman. According to the development of the plot, Grayson had to escape several times in a row before he could officially train with Batman.
Without bothering him, Connors continued to the elevator and came to the Batcave. Bruce Wayne had turned off the monitoring screen, and several large screens were displaying the computer desktop at this point—the computer system was of course different from the one on the market, but it was indeed a computer desktop.
"I already know about you running to Arkham Asylum yesterday to sleep."
Back in the Batcave, Mr. Wayne's first words made Connors almost speechless. He was obviously there in the past to cause trouble, although in the end, he had used Harley Quinn's hand to speed up the plan. But how did it seem, in the mouths of Lord Wayne and his housekeeper, that he had taken Arkham for a cheap motel chain?
"Do you know what plans the Joker is arranging?" Connors asked.
"I don't know yet, but I will recover soon. Although I can't fully return to normal, dealing with the Joker should not be a problem," Bruce Wayne said.
Just like Harley sped up the Joker's plans, maybe I could have sped up "the Laughing Man"… Connors had an idea in his mind and said to Mr. Wayne, "It doesn't matter. I know his plan, but you don't necessarily believe me, so I won't say it."
He wanted to find a chance to directly send Batman to Arkham Asylum so that the Joker would not need to be a monster again, and the "Laughing Man" incident would be completed in one step. But this could not be said with the same ease as when it came to the theft of art paintings. Connors had to think through the language in his heart.
Bruce Wayne said, "…I can fix the Joker, but now I have one other thing I want to ask of you."
Connors was curious. "What? No other candidates? I may not help, but I can definitely go over and watch the fun."
"…" No matter how abstract the Riddler's answers were or how annoying the Joker's pranks were, Batman had never been so speechless. "Only you can do this at the moment."
After saying that in ordinary movies, the person you are referring to is likely to die without a complete body… Connors instinctively wanted to refuse, but couldn't hold back his curiosity. "What is it? So mysterious."
"…'Mysterious' can also be an adjective?" Bruce Wayne was speechless once again. "I need you to help me pay attention to Dick Grayson."
"He just went out. If you want me to catch him, lend me the Batmobile," Connors said.
This time, instead of continuing on what Connors had to say, Bruce Wayne said to himself, "A few days ago, Dick also had a pair of parents who loved him deeply, a glorious life as a circus trapeze artist… Admiring audiences cheered his name."
"But now, he's an orphan."
Connors stopped talking. He knew it wasn't time to keep on joking.
"Every aspect of his life was suddenly changed, and this change prompted him to change accordingly."
"But I know very well that no matter what kind of trauma he has, he must strengthen himself and protect the remaining self in him."
"Otherwise, Gotham would turn him into a worse being."
Connors nodded. "I understand."
"…What do you understand?" Bruce Wayne couldn't help but try to cover his forehead.
Connors smiled. "Dick Grayson will be like you, a hero. And I'm not going to let him go the other way."
This time, Bruce Wayne's silence was not due to being speechless, but because his own "vigilante" actions were called "heroic" by Connors, who for a moment was somewhat unable to see through him.
"Anything else? I'm gonna go take a look at Robin," Connors said, seeing that Mr. Wayne was silent, and urged.
"Who is Robin?" Mr. Wayne was dazed.
"Dick Grayson's baby name, as his mom often called him," Connors explained.
Although it followed the plot and Dick Grayson was destined to be "Robin" by Batman's side, since he had told the story in advance, the Melon-eating System gave the answer on the spot.
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After taking a look at the system, Connors saw that Mr. Wayne did not continue to retain him, so he walked towards the elevator, and then stopped again before entering.
"Mr. Wayne… bro."
"…" Alfred, the butler in the elevator, and Bruce Wayne in the Batcave were speechless together.
Finally, Batman asked, "What?"
Connors cheekily said, "The supercar Alfred lent me last time was lost. Can you lend me your Batmobile?"
"It turned out to be lost. I thought Master Patterson liked the free air," Alfred still teased Connors when he opened his mouth, talking about the motorcycle ride today.
"Alfred, give him the keys to my car that recently had its engine modified," Bruce Wayne said magnanimously.
With a popular song humming in his mouth, Connors stepped on the accelerator and took out a phone that Alfred had delivered amidst the roar of the modified engine. The housekeeper had said that as a modern person, he didn't even have an electronic device all over his body, which was really unimaginable.
So, Connors, who had his first cell phone after coming to this world, dialed a private number that had been mentioned once before by Shayna. On the other end of the phone, the big star cheered as she invited Connors to the hotel for pointers and some good news.
"The circus thing was a bit beyond expectations. In order to bring performances to my supporters again, tomorrow will still be at the stadium, with a big magic show!"
"And the performer is a very mysterious beauty!"
Magic show? The stadium again? The magician is a beauty? Connors subconsciously felt that something was going to happen again, and he remembered that before going to find "Catwoman" Selina, Harley Quinn had also said that she would perform a "magic trick."
It couldn't be that little lunatic doing some magic, could it?
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