29 · Chapter 29

Messiah nodded seriously, feeling that his plan was perfect.

He decided that when Robin showed up, he would capture Robin and make him a teacher for his younger brother.

Unaware of the impending impact, Jason looked up at the gradually darkening sky and sighed wistfully, "With no money and no way to return to the tent, where should we go next..."

After saying this, Jason looked at Messiah who began to think deeply again, and thought of what had just happened, and couldn't help but shudder.

He hurriedly added, "Messiah, just let your brother figure it out. You don't have to do anything. Let me do it."

Although it might be a bit of a blow to Messiah, Jason really didn't want to experience Messiah's sudden inspiration again.

Messiah tilted his head, looked at Jason's nervous expression, and had to give up the idea he had just had.

He originally thought that since his brother wanted to abandon the tent because Batman knew their address, he could just erase Batman's memory so that Batman didn't know where they were.

But if his younger brother wants to find a way himself, then let him try it himself. Anyway, he is here and can support him.

Thinking of this, Messiah nodded seriously and agreed to Jason's proposal: "Okay."

Jason looked at his well-behaved brother and couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch his brother's chubby cheeks. Feeling the bouncy touch under his hand, he showed a silly smile.

Messiah blinked his eyes and tilted his little head up to look at Jason. Jason had pinched the baby fat on his cheeks into a flat shape, making them look exceptionally soft and harmless.

The filter blinded Jason's eyes. Jason chuckled foolishly and felt that no matter how he looked at it, the Messiah was so cute.

Jason suddenly felt a surge of motivation in his chest. He rolled up his sleeves with great ambition and vowed to let Messiah live in a better house than before.

Messiah's face was tense and his cheeks were slightly red. He controlled the desire to rub the cheeks that Jason was pinching, and told himself to just think of it as comforting his younger brother.

He thought about it, then quietly put his right hand behind his back, and one hand disappeared without anyone noticing.

A right hand appeared in the empty tent. Messiah opened his eyes wide and looked through the things inside the tent. He grabbed the ball of cloth accurately and then disappeared in a flash.

"Jason." Messiah pulled the cloth out from behind him and handed it to Jason like he was offering a treasure. "Money."

Jason's eyes lit up instantly. He looked left and right to confirm that no one was around. He quickly took the cloth and whispered, "Our money!"

"Well done, Messiah."

Messiah smiled softly at Jason, and Jason couldn't help but rub Messiah's head wildly. He was touched by his brother's cuteness again.

"That's great. It will be more convenient for us if we have money."

Jason thought about it, and an idea that had been buried in his heart before surfaced again, making him unable to help but hold Messiah's hand.

Home, their former home...

No. Jason forced himself to calm down. If they went back now, not to mention whether Batman could find their previous home, they would also be unable to explain to the landlord why they had the money to move back.

If the landlord targets them, even if Messiah has the ability to resist, he cannot always rely on Messiah to protect them, otherwise he will be no different from trash.

Messiah, with his messy hair, looked up at Jason's constantly changing expression and asked in confusion, "Jason?"

He felt Jason's palms become damp and his expression became tormented.

“Nothing.” Jason forced a smile at Messiah, subconsciously hiding his thoughts. “I was just wondering where we should go next.”

Messiah tilted his head: "Want to go back?"

"Do you want to go home too?!" Jason subconsciously thought Messiah was talking about the apartment in Crime Alley, and instantly said excitedly, "Messiah, do you remember our old home?"

Messiah blinked. What he actually wanted to ask was whether they should go back to the tent, but judging by Jason's reaction, he had obviously misunderstood and meant to go to another place.

Previous home?

Messiah searched hard through his memories and finally found a place that matched this description.

It was a small apartment in Crime Alley where the Todd family once lived, and this apartment occupied most of Messiah's memories, where almost every day was exactly the same.

"Jason wants to go back." Messiah looked at Jason's face, "Then go back."

Before Jason could tell Messiah about his doubts, he felt a sense of weightlessness as if he were floating in the air.

The next second, he appeared in a familiar apartment.

Inside the apartment, a man who was taking drugs made eye contact with them. Jason's anger instantly reached its peak. He gritted his teeth, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the drug dealer.

"It's you!" Jason gritted his teeth, "You bastard, I knew it was you!"

It was this drug dealer who made Catherine addicted to drugs. In order to continue buying drugs from this drug dealer, Catherine sold their house, but fortunately, the new owner was friendly and willing to let them continue to rent the original house.

But the moment Jason saw the drug dealer in their former home, he understood everything.

It's not that the landlord is friendly at all. The landlord is in cahoots with the drug dealers. They targeted Catherine, who was left alone with two children after Willis was imprisoned. They probably designed Catherine to take drugs in order to take away their property.

"How dare you!"

Jason's anger reached its peak. Catherine's pale face and those women who were forced to sell their bodies because of drug addiction appeared in his mind, stimulating Jason's brain nerves.

He gripped the pistol tightly with both hands, tears of anger in his eyes, and shot the drug dealer with an expressionless face.

"Bang--"

The bullet fired and hit the drug dealer's knee accurately.

The drug dealer screamed, and the intense pain finally pulled him away from the euphoric feeling brought by the drugs. He rolled on the ground holding his knees.

Jason's chest heaved violently twice. The surge of adrenaline allowed him to endure the recoil without changing his expression after firing the gun. He looked coldly at the drug dealer who looked like a maggot, and the anger in his heart did not lessen in the slightest.

How can such a rubbish as this one who induces women to become addicted to drugs live in this world?

Jason raised his gun again, aiming it at the drug dealer's chest without wavering.

Messiah looked up at Jason quietly, his eyes clear. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Jason wanting to kill someone.

Killing is a normal thing. If he can kill people, his brother can naturally kill people too.

But Batman on the other side of the eavesdropping device didn't think so. He suddenly stood up from the Batcomputer, grabbed his mask and rushed into the Batmobile.

"Hey, Bruce?"

Dick, who had just returned from school, walked into the Batcave while changing into his Robin uniform: "Emergency? Need Robin..."

Before he could finish his words, the Batmobile rumbled out of the Batcave.

"Fuck Batman."

Dick was expressionless when the exhaust of the Batmobile hit his face, and he raised his middle finger at the Batmobile without hesitation.

"It seems Master Bruce will not be able to enjoy dinner tonight."

Alfred put down the tray in his hand and his eyes rested on the screen of the Batcomputer.

The white-haired, golden-eyed little boy hugged the black-haired, red-hooded little boy who was a size bigger than him, and raised his hands angrily towards Batman. The black-haired little boy had obviously lost consciousness.

Dick walked over to the Batcomputer and pulled up the monitor channel Batman had been listening to.

In the channel, a boy whose voice obviously had not yet changed was roaring.

“You deserve to die!!”

Dick's expression changed as well. He remembered the information Batman had sent him, and quickly put on his Domino mask and rushed towards Robin's motorcycle.

"Alfred, there's no need to leave any food for me—" Robin shouted, "I'm going to find B!"

Alfred looked at the empty Batcave and raised one eyebrow.

Batman and Robin were both speeding, hoping to get there before Jason opened fire, but even if they went as fast as they could, the distance between the Batcave and Crime Alley wouldn't allow them to get there in the next second.

Jason gasped violently and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet hit the drug dealer's other knee.

Jason's arms were shaking from the recoil. He looked at the drug dealer, whose screams were getting louder, and retracted the pistol with only two bullets left.

The bullet did not miss the target. Jason shifted the muzzle of the gun at the moment before firing and aimed at the drug dealer's knee again.

Jason held Messiah's hand and said coldly, "You do deserve to die, but you can't die here."

"Get lost! If you continue to trick others into taking drugs, I will kill you sooner or later."

Although he was only eight years old, Jason's figure looked extremely oppressive at this moment.

It's not that he didn't want to kill the drug dealer, but before he shot, he remembered that he had asked Messiah not to kill anymore. He couldn't ask Messiah not to kill and then break his promise by killing someone himself.

Jason held Messiah's hand tightly. He wanted to set a good example for his brother.

Messiah looked up at Jason, a dazed look in his eyes.

He thought Jason would kill someone because that's what happened to Superman in the previous world. After asking him not to kill, he killed someone first.

But Jason didn't kill him.

Messiah pursed his lips and raised his hand towards the drug dealer whose face revealed hatred.

He deliberately restrained the golden light, and the invisible force swept through the drug dealer's brain, erasing the memories of him and Jason in the drug dealer's mind, making the drug dealer forget the existence of this apartment.

Then, he gently cut through the space and threw the drug dealer into a corner of Crime Alley.

The power spread with Messiah as the center, and all traces of the drug dealers' life in the apartment disappeared. The apartment instantly became brand new. Messiah created furniture and toys out of thin air, manipulating the apartment to return to the appearance he remembered.

Jason looked at the familiar apartment, his eyes instantly reddened, he hugged Messiah tightly, and the two snuggled together.

This is their home, Jason thought, as he and Messiah returned.

"Messiah, there are only two of us left..."

Jason held Messiah with terrifying strength, yet so lightly that it felt like he was touching a fragile object. He didn't want to hurt Messiah.

"But we will always be together." Jason almost choked up, "Brother will never be separated from you."

Messiah closed his eyes in Jason's arms, allowing himself to become weak: "Yeah."

The Batmobile suddenly braked, and Batman listened silently to the interaction between Jason and Messiah in the headset, wondering what he was thinking.

【Author’s words】

【Danger】Dick【Danger】

Dick and Alfred's character cards have also been uploaded [sunglasses], but Dick is the Nightwing version (actually Jason is also the Red Hood version, because Robin 1 and 2 have the same uniforms, so the characteristics are not very obvious)

Dick's character card actually has a FBM, but character cards cannot have text, so little angels can imagine a "Fuck Batman" cough cough cough