When night fell, a long-lost black figure appeared on the building, and beside him, there was an even thinner figure.
Two black figures jumped between the buildings. The first black figure was wearing a cape and had a strong and powerful figure, like a cheetah.
The latter figure, although shorter and thinner, has a more smooth and graceful posture, like a bird flying through the sky.
"This is so cool!!!" Dick yelled as he ran, "I never knew running and jumping could be so fun!!!"
"You can go faster!" Batman also said loudly. After saying that, he fired the hook on his wrist and swung to the roof of another building. Dick followed his example, and when he was on the top of the stage, he was on the ground. , he took a deep breath, squatted down, and looked at the lights at his feet.
He was not wearing a uniform, just an ordinary sweatshirt and sweatpants, but he put on a Robin mask, and his eyes under the mask became very shiny.
"This is really great! I feel like there's an engine in my lungs, and it's overclocking now. It hurts a little, but it's really fun!" Dick gasped and said, "I thought I wasn't good at sports. …”
Batman stood beside him, his dark uniform turning it into a silhouette in the light. He said: "You have to move to know how wonderful it feels to exhaust your energy..."
"Yes, I feel it!" Dick's mask was gilded by the light, and he said: "I also want a uniform, a black uniform like yours, it will be very cool!"
Batman was silent for a moment, and then said: "If you want to, you'd better learn about making uniforms first, and then you can know what you want and how to make it."
Dick seemed to want to avoid the topic. He said: "What are we going to do next? Are we going to fight criminals?"
"Yes, but in a more fundamental way."
Half an hour later, the two came to the upstairs of the Living Hell Building. Batman took out a notebook from his uniform, handed it to Dick and said: "Now, go around here and write down how many overpasses there are. Then leave it to me."
Dick looked at the notebook and pen in his hand in confusion and said, "What? Do you still need to record when fighting criminals?"
"I mean, let you go around here, count how many overpasses there are, write them down, and give them to me." Batman repeated it patiently and said, "If you can, count the bridges." Write down the shape and length of the vehicle, and it’s best to take a look at the traffic flow at this time.”
"You go to the south, and I'll go to the north. We'll meet here in half an hour." After saying that, Batman jumped down with another notebook, leaving a confused Dick standing there blowing the cold wind.
Counting overpasses? What kind of strange mission is this? Dick thought with great confusion. The first mission he had imagined following Batman would involve very thrilling fights, intrigues, and epic stories...
But this... several bridges surrounding a living hell? Dick couldn't understand it at all.
But he was still very happy today. He secretly played with the gymnastics equipment while Bruce was not at home, but was caught. Dick thought that he would definitely give Bruce a lesson with a straight face, and then be taken to do his homework.
Unexpectedly, Bruce not only allowed him to play, but also took him to play with him. He even supported him and made him successfully perform nine consecutive rolls. Until now, he still takes him out for a ride, which is beyond him.
Imagine the dream life.
So, even though he didn't understand, Dick did as he was told. He walked around the southern half of the living hell, counted all the overpasses here, and even drew a structural diagram. When he returned to the meeting point, he immediately recorded what he had done.
Handed it over.
Batman opened the notebook and was a little surprised. Dick recorded it in great detail. In addition to the things he requested, he even calculated the traffic flow per minute and recorded the common and current names of each overpass.
Taking away the notebook, Batman happened to see Dick's eyes looking at him. His eyes were always bright, with expectations hidden in them. At this moment, Batman felt some inexplicable emotions growing in his heart.
He thought, perhaps, this is the charm of education.
"This is the charm of education..." Schiller's voice came. Jason took off the clothes at his waist and asked Schiller to check his wounds. Schiller said while checking: "I will teach you not only theoretical knowledge.
A lot, and practice will do the same, and practice will guide you to think more deeply. If you feel that you can’t understand it, it means you lack some theoretical knowledge..."
"The wound has completely recovered, and there is not even a scar left, but I still have to ask you, how exactly was this wound caused?" Schiller took the cotton swab away, asked Jason to put down his clothes, and then took him with him
Arriving at the reception area of the office, he and Jason sat on the same side of the sofa. Jason reached for the water glass and took a sip of water and said:
"It's like this. Originally, the infiltration plan went very smoothly. I successfully sneaked into the hotel through the transport truck, but because I have never used carpets, I don't know what kind of carpet material will leave footprints.
I was not careful and left a footprint on the edge of the carpet in the corridor room."
Jason sighed and said: "I have been very careful, but I still left a little mark because the size of my feet is completely different from that of adults, so it attracted the attention of the security guard."
"They thought it was a guest's child who ran out. They were worried that the hotel would be responsible for the child's injury, so they were very nervous."
"A security guard found me in the utility room. I originally wanted to hide there and wait for Savage to come out through the crack in the door, but unexpectedly, he opened the door directly and startled me.
"
"I was dressed differently from the children who live here, and I was stained with rainwater. He was very vigilant about taking me out, and I saw the gun on his waist, so I had to run."
"I ran away from him, but he still pulled my arm. Before he heard the movement in the prop room, he took the dagger in his hand. As a result, he waved back and I was stabbed.
…”
Jason shook his head and said: "The gap between the two of us is really too big. He may weigh twice as much as me. I can't fight him head-on, so I can only run away."
"However, this is also the reason why I acted too hastily and did not investigate carefully. If I could have discovered it in advance, maybe this would not be the case.·
Schiller also picked up the water glass and took a sip of water and said, "Have I told you? How to subdue the opponent when the size difference is too big?"
Jason turned around with some interest and said, "Professor, do you still understand this? Well, you don't look like you can fight..."
"It's true that I don't like to use violence to solve problems, but if it's self-defense, there are still some skills."
Jason stared at him with eyes full of expectation, and he said: "Great! Professor, if you can teach me, I can also go back and teach other children in the gang, and they fight with other children in the streets.
It’s okay. If you meet an adult, you won’t be able to escape..."
Schiller smiled again and took his umbrella over. Then Jason saw that Schiller took off the strap of the umbrella. The strap seemed to be alive and was fastened to the umbrella surface with buttons.
, can be taken off separately and turned into a lace.
Schiller grabbed the two ends of the umbrella strap and straightened it hard. He said: "I once saw a case..."
"A little girl was abused by her father for a long time. She was malnourished and had almost no strength, but she still killed her father with a shoelace..."
"Jason, did you know? When a person sits on a backrest sofa, if his neck and the top of the backrest form a correct angle, then once he is caught by the rope from behind, it is absolutely impossible to break free.
open."
Just when Jason was about to say something, Schiller handed over the umbrella strap. He said: "If you have an umbrella to tie, it is a good choice to use it. Remember not to lose it."
Jason took the strap and looked at the luster of the satin. His Adam's apple moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, but Schiller asked: "You said before that you were thinking about some problems, what were you thinking about?
"
"I...after I heard Bruce say, 'It's time for the old order to go,' I was very shocked."
"I have thought about this countless times, but I don't know who to say it to. I want to say that these damn orders that exploit us really deserve to die and should have been overturned long ago, but I have never shouted it out.
…”
"Why?" Schiller asked.
"Because I didn't expect this sentence, something like old order, I don't know how to express it, maybe my grammar is not good enough, I can't think of so many words..." Jason frowned and said, "I
I always feel that there must be a word in this world that can express what I want to say, but I don’t know what it is.”
"Then you really should read more books." Schiller said: "You can tell me in more straightforward language what the problem you want to say is? I can help you find books."
After saying that, he stood up, walked to the bookshelf, fumbled with the spine of the book with his fingers, and said: "Philosophy...sociology...maybe you need this one?"
Jason was sitting on the sofa minding his own business and said: "Early when I first took over the Curly Tail Gang, a gangster broke a child's leg just because he came close to him to pick up cigarette butts."
"From that moment on, I felt angry, but other people just said it didn't matter. It was good to save his life. He really shouldn't have picked up cigarette butts, but I was really angry."
"This anger made me want to yell, but I had no words to express my feelings. When I heard him screaming, I just wanted those who bullied us to disappear."
"But I understand. Things are not that simple. If I do something outrageous, other people will be implicated, and all the children will not be able to survive."
"I can move the Curly Tail Gang from here to there, but in other places, we will still be bullied. We can also change places, but we will always be homeless. Can't we find a stable place?
Let’s stay in this place so that everyone has food to eat and everyone doesn’t have to be bullied?”
"I expressed my opinion, but no one agreed with me. They all said that this is good, everyone has been here like this, and some people said that what I said must not be heard by others, otherwise everyone will
Everything will be finished..."
Schiller stopped searching for books and stood there. He glanced down at his watch and said, "The afternoon class is about to start. I may have to go over first. You can look for it here."
"
After saying that, he left without looking back. Jason keenly captured some key words in his tone, so after Schiller left, he stood up and walked to the bookshelf.
He saw that a book had been pulled out a little and was sandwiched between other books at an angle. Jason looked around, then reached out and took out the book.
He opened the book, and on the first page it read:
"A ghost, wandering in Europe..."
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