Chapter 82 A Glimpse of True Feelings and a Little Doubt

“Night Owl?” Thomas met Bruce's gaze calmly. “Which aspect are you referring to?”

"What do you think?" Bruce asked sternly.

Hearing this, you can be sure that the person is trying to scam you by asking questions without clearly stating them.

“Let me guess,” Thomas said thoughtfully, “you met with the Court of Owls yesterday, and you also saw that guy disguised as a night owl…”

"uh-huh."

"He should have said he wanted to form an alliance with us to stop Night Owl's evil plan to destroy the world?"

“So you knew all along that he was going to destroy the world,” Bruce leaned closer to Thomas, scrutinizing his expression, “and you didn’t tell me?”

He asked that on purpose, just to test whether Isaiah Thomas was involved in the matter.

Yesterday, the fake Night Owl only said that Night Owl is a supervillain who has wandered into their universe, and his ultimate goal is to destroy all Earths in the multiverse. Thomas and he have known each other for a long time. Based on this information, it cannot be concluded that Thomas knew about it but did not report it...

“Of course, because I don’t care about that at all. What’s the big deal about destroying the world? We’re all going to die anyway,” Thomas finally picked up the tea on the table and raised his glass to Bruce. “I might as well choose a death that’s completely painless.”

Bruce suddenly stood up.

“No need to get so worked up. We’re all still alive, which proves we’re not dead,” Thomas said absentmindedly to Bruce, adding a sugar cube to his teacup and then another one when Alfred wasn’t looking. “Actually, it’s not too late to stop Night Owl. That bomb isn’t something that can be easily made. In terms of time, we have enough time to stop him until the end of this year.”

Why are you so sure?

"So I think we can start with that bomb and destroy it before the Night Owl prepares it."

"Do you know where the bomb is?"

“Of course I don’t know,” Thomas said, taking a sip of his tea and adding a sugar cube. “Didn’t that fake owl ask the Court of Owls where the bomb was hidden yesterday?”

"I asked, but they didn't know."

In fact, the fake owl even summoned all the remaining members of the Court of Owls who were still conscious, and subtly mentioned the quantum state bomb, but only one of the claws seemed to know something.

He passed on a lot of information to Batman and the fake Night Owl, including telling them to pay close attention to Thomas Jr., and even deliberately letting the fake Night Owl go after he was exposed.

“What a shame,” Thomas said, taking a sip of his tea. “Then we’ll just have to track down that claw… I bet you left a locator.”

“That’s right.” Bruce looked at Thomas with some concern.

“Very well, I think they’ll be exposed in a few days.” Thomas looked at him. “But do you know that we’re facing a crisis right now?”

"What?"

“The cemetery,” Thomas replied. “I suspect someone will be looking to target the Wayne family’s cemetery tonight.”

"...You're changing the subject."

“I can’t do anything about it. I can’t expect Night Owl to suddenly jump out and tell you where the bomb is,” Thomas admitted quite frankly. “Besides, there’s not even a hint of the world being destroyed, but the threat of someone digging up graves is imminent… Those people are desperate to live, and sooner or later they’ll reach into Wayne Manor.”

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"Don't you feel that something is very wrong with Wayne Manor?" Jason even temporarily put aside his studies and carefully moved closer to Dick, who was diligently studying quantum mechanics.

Dick thought it would be a miracle if this manor ever became perfectly normal.

But he still pretended to be nonchalant: "How could that be? How could you think that? Aren't these things very common in Gotham? Look, Gotham has so many strange and weird people. Not long ago, there was even a shape-shifting mud man, and even a real bat-man..."

“Something’s not right with you either,” Jason asserted.

"Hey!" Dick reached out and pinched his cheek in annoyance. "What kind of talk is that!"

Jason tried to break free from Dick's clutches, but he simply didn't have the strength. He could only struggle and wait for Dick to release him after he had finished pinching him.

“Honestly, just considering the fact that you know Night Owl and can get along with him, you’re not exactly normal.” Jason rubbed his face, his hair a mess, and said, “Night Owl is a real, 100%, absolutely dangerous individual.”

“This is a frame-up!” Dick objected vehemently. “Night Owl is only on good terms with me. I don’t even know his name or what he looks like.”

“…Okay, if that’s how you want to think of it,” Jason didn’t dwell on it further. “Then don’t you think there’s something off about the other people?”

“No, I now doubt your reasoning,” Dick said firmly, “because you said I’m not normal.”

"I secretly went to see the Wayne family cemetery today..."

“When did you go to see it!” Dick put down his pen. “It’s been dangerous around here lately.”

“Don’t worry about the details,” Jason tried to cover Dick’s mouth, but he was neither tall nor strong enough, so he gave up. “I saw someone acting suspiciously around there.”

"So what does this have to do with Wayne Manor? It's clearly someone in Gotham acting strangely, wandering around someone else's cemetery."

“Mainly because I overheard something,” Jason said in a low voice. “They said that ‘there’s no sign that the Wayne couple’s grave has been disturbed, either they just faked their death and have a secret formula to slow down aging, or Thomas Wayne Jr. has gone completely mad and brought back two fakes.’ That’s what they said.”

"Then what?"

“Then Batman came down from the sky,” Jason continued, “and he easily defeated several guys with knives.”

“That’s normal too. How can you be sure Batman’s last name is Wayne?” Dick tried to argue, attempting to get Jason to abandon the correct equation that Bruce equals Batman.

“Let me finish,” Jason said. “The important part is coming up.”

“Okay,” Dick countered, “and then?”

"Then Batman got into an argument with Thomas, who had suddenly appeared there. Batman questioned Thomas about why he hadn't told him about Nite Owl's plans and identity sooner, and Thomas said he wanted Nite Owl dead more than anyone else..."

"?" Dick picked up his pen speechlessly, intending to continue studying quantum mechanics. "So you just want to share gossip with me?"

“Hey! Don’t you want to hear it? They’re still arguing over there,” Jason added. “Grandpa Thomas and Grandma Martha aren’t here either.”

“I get it, so you just want to drag me along to listen to Batman and Thomas argue?” Dick jumped up from his chair. “Come on, learning takes time to breathe.”

I've already given you such a hint, how come you still haven't realized that I meant something's off about the Wayne couple's sudden resurrection?

Jason followed him silently, and the two quietly walked out of the house.

They didn't notice the people following behind them.

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Author's note: I twisted my right wrist, lol. I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I'll never let you be unlucky again. Please don't curse me.

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I don't have enough words. I'll see how well I recover tomorrow and see if I can manage to write 4,000 words.