The little boy in the passenger seat didn't move.

Bruce repeated his previous words with emphasis: "Fasten your seat belt, Damian."

"I don't need this thing." Damian snorted, "Traffic safety regulations are only used to protect incompetent people, and I..."

Bruce turned around, pressed Damian on the seat, and buckled his seat belt with a snap.

Damian's eyes widened: "You can't do this to me, father!"

His fleshy cheeks swelled unconsciously due to anger, and he finally looked as cute as a child should.

"Of course I can." Bruce answered him with his consistent calmness, "You lost to me, you promised to obey my orders."

Damian gritted his teeth bitterly, but in the end he calmed down obediently, but his face looked a little more foul.

"There are three members in the family now," the vehicle drove smoothly, and Bruce introduced the other members of the family to Damian in a leisurely manner, "Richard Grayson, Timothy Drake, these two

One is your brother; and there is Alfred Pennyworth, who is the housekeeper of the house."

Damian responded with disdainful silence.

In Gotham, Dick and Tim hung up the communicator and looked at each other.

"So we..." Tim said uncertainly, "don't have to do anything?"

"Now we know that Bruce really didn't know she existed before," Dick said. "He said he left home this time to resolve this matter, and it seems he has identified her."

Tim said, "Do you think she'll come back?"

"It's a little hard to say. Bruce probably wouldn't let an ordinary girl live in the outside world," Dick thought. "During this period, the Red Hood has been acting independently and has no fixed base. There are only two possibilities.

To explain his behavior, either the girl was just a cover to confuse our attention, or they acted separately."

"So, what Bat said he solved the matter is probably..." Tim followed Dick's analysis, "He is going to bring her back with him?"

"It's very possible." Dick's eyes lit up and he was eager to give it a try, "We are going to have a sister! But it may be a sister to you - let's go and tell Alfred the good news."

Tim still felt a little strangely uneasy.

He always felt that the truth of the matter was not as optimistic as Dick imagined, but based on the information they had obtained so far, it seemed that Dick's speculation was the closest to the truth.

"Okay." He chose to listen to Dick's idea, "Aph will definitely be very happy."

Bruce and Damian arrived in Gotham the next afternoon.

Damian's existence did not need to be made public for the time being, so Bruce chose a relatively low-key way to go home. They all put on simple disguises and did not ask the housekeeper to drive over to pick them up.

"Is this your city, father?" Damian looked around critically and finally commented, "It's not a bad place."

"Gotham is not a city that only belongs to me, Damian, your thinking needs to be corrected." Bruce said that he had already begun to think about letting Damian go to school, but he had to wait until Damian could adapt to ordinary life.

"Get along well with your family. They are your family, not your subordinates in the League of Assassins."

Damian curled his lips.

They arrived at Wayne Manor in the afternoon. Alfred had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Damian, he looked a little surprised: "You're back, sir. Is this the young master?"

"Well, his name is Damian."

"Classical and stylish." Alfred praised.

Damian still respected the old man, and Alfred didn't look like he was very good at fighting. He said politely with a small face: "Thank you, Mr. Pennyworth."

This attitude made Bruce raise his eyebrows in surprise, and he felt that Damian really took his words to heart.

"Where are Dick and Tim?" he asked Alfred.

"Both young masters are upstairs. Do you need me to tell them about Master Damian?"

"Tell them to come down." Bruce said, "Go and help Damian prepare his room."

Alfred nodded in agreement: "Yes, the room needs to be prepared again."

"Have you prepared before? Did Dick and Tim tell you?" Bruce wasn't surprised either.

"Yes, sir. But what Master Richard and Master Timothy told me is different from the truth," Alfred said, "but I think you can explain it clearly."

Bruce didn't ask any more questions. He sent a message asking Dick and Tim to come downstairs.

Damian has been looking around since he entered the door. He doesn't seem to be dissatisfied with the place - but he doesn't seem to be satisfied with it either.

There was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and Dick and Tim rushed into the living room one after another. Tim's expression looked nothing special, while Dick was smiling and was the first to shout: "Bruce! Where is our sister?"

?”

Damian looked at Dick like he was an idiot, then raised his head and asked Bruce: "Father, does he have an intellectual problem or a vision problem? Can he be Robin at this level?"

Dick finally saw Damian clearly.

His steps slowed down.

His smile gradually stiffened.

"This is... this doesn't seem to be..." he said confusedly, "Wait, I'm a little confused about the situation..."

"Tim, Dick." Bruce paused, "There's something wrong with you."

Dick had scanned Damian up and down three times, and he said with faint hope: "Actually, she is a girl, Bruce. Did you give her a boy's haircut and change into men's clothes?"

Damian endured Dick's rudeness for his father's sake, but Dick's words made him furious: "Damn it Grayson! Are you blind?"

He rushed forward and started to fight.

Bruce grabbed Damian's hand and held him in place.

Dick was still struggling: "She looks only a few years old... At this age, it's hard to tell whether it's a boy or a girl..."

"I'm a man! Stupid Grayson!" Dick was struggling desperately, and Damian was also struggling desperately under Bruce's palm. "Let me go, father, this is an insult! Grayson is insulting me! I want to kill

Kill him!"

"Damian!" Bruce said sternly, "Listen! You can't kill anyone, not here."

After forcibly suppressing Damian, he turned his attention to the calmest person in the room: "Tim, what's going on with Dick?"

"He thought you were bringing back a girl," Tim said calmly.

"Tell me why."

"The child we found you wandering around is a girl." Tim quickly told all the information they knew, "She is about fifteen to twenty years old. She was having sex with the Red Hood when we found her.

living together."

Bruce's expression went blank.

Damian also stopped struggling.

The father and son were silent, and the whole castle was silent, as if time had stood still.

After a few seconds, Damian sneered: "Father, it seems that besides me, you have another child whose condition is unknown. This incident shows how important it is to take safety measures. I recommend that you carry it with you in the future.

Pregnancy products.”

Bruce didn't seem to be able to fully digest Tim's news.

But it's understandable, Tim thought secretly. He carefully looked at the boy standing next to Bruce. He did look very similar to Bruce.

Especially when both people have bad looks on their faces, the similarity has simply reached its peak.

Dick came back to life: "So I do have a sister. Yeah, why didn't I think of that! It seems that you have two children living outside, Bruce, I have to say that I didn't consider that you would not know that you have two.

The child’s condition is…”

Bruce said solemnly: "Shut up, Dick. Keep talking, Tim."

Tim had to explain the entire process of discovering the girl as concisely as possible while everyone was watching, as well as the fact that their current investigation had found nothing.

"But the Red Hood has been acting alone recently. We thought it was because you found her, but now it seems that she and the Red Hood are separated." Tim added, "We don't know why the Red Hood and the Red Hood are separated."

She has a connection."

Bruce thought silently.

"Maybe she is my sister," Damian said coldly. "You also know who your mother is. When you were together, maybe she gave birth to a daughter for you, but she hid it from everyone.

Say, send her out of the Assassin's League."

"So that's it." Dick was enlightened. Of course he knew a lot about Bruce's romantic debts, "So your mother is Thalia? Wait, since you think she will send her daughter away, why not send you away?"

"Tsk, tsk." Damian said impatiently, "Because that daughter is the result of her deep love with her father, and I am a successful experiment, a useful tool. She has no such thing as 'love' for me at all.

Plant something.”

Dick: "...Uh."

Even Tim opened his eyes slightly.

"Dick, Tim, this is Damian." Bruce said, "Dick, you stay and take care of Damian. Tim, go to the Batcave with me and send me all your information."

Before leaving, he warned Damian: "Don't attack Dick."

"Hello, Damian - your name is really interesting. Are there still people named Damian now?" Dick laughed to himself for a while, "You can just call me Dick."

"Who would be called Dick?" Damian sneered.
To be continued...