Chapter 101 Chapter 101 [VIP]

Megan's daily life went on in an orderly manner. At first, she moved back and forth between the nursing home, the small building and the club. Later, after the news reported that the Joker was imprisoned back in Arkham Asylum, in early July, Arthur handled the procedures for her to return from the nursing home. She only needed to go back regularly for psychiatric evaluations to avoid any bad situations.

Because her condition improved, she needed more contact and understanding of the outside world. Arthur used this excuse to take Megan away. Of course, he not only planned to do so, but also arranged it long ago.

Before leaving, Megan only said goodbye to Misha. The gentle woman gave her a hug and said, "Let's go, little bear. When we meet again, tell me what you have seen and learned."

Misha lowered her eyebrows, revealing a lot of love and compassion. "I always believe that Megan will get good and better things. They are all waiting for you in front. So you must also take the initiative to move forward and believe that what you get will not go away. Little Bear, the best is always with you." Her hand touched Megan's heart.

Megan tilted her head and blinked. "Can a lot of things fit in here?" She also touched her chest. Because of her thin figure and small size, she felt that there was not much space here.

The adult couldn't help but laugh when he heard such childish words, and said with certainty: "They are all in your heart. This is the best storage room."

The child also had a question, "What about the things stored in the head?" Obviously many things are in the head.

Misha patiently explained her confusion, "Just like the leaves you have seen and the things you think are not very important... they will only remain in a corner of your memory and impression, occupying a small space, and you will arrange them properly." After combing her hair, they parted simply like this.

After Megan returned to the small building, the clown dressed as Arthur left immediately, and she realized in just two days——

She had already exercised during the day, so the time before going to bed at night belonged to her! After Megan developed this awareness, she had the choice of whether to go out at night.

After rejecting Killer Croc or Robin, she stayed alone in the small building, either playing with toys, taking them all off the toy shelf, driving her inertia car all over the floor, and then holding a meeting with the dolls she had. Her knees and the floor beside her were filled with stuffed dolls, and she was waving one in the air, separating the ones she liked, the ones she didn't like, and the ones she was average with.

Among her favorite dolls, bears account for the majority. Since she looks at the toy rack every day and adjusts it by herself, it is obvious that she likes bears.

It was only after a long delay that Megan finally answered her own question: why did Robin know that she liked the bear the moment he arrived? Liking someone was easy to see, especially when Megan herself was aware of it.

Or she would play with the cat friends she found. When the Wirehaired Cat came again, it didn't bring the kitten with it. Megan asked Richard yesterday, and he said that cats like to live alone. The big cat will only take care of the kitten for a period of time. When the kitten grows up and learns the skills needed to survive from it, they will separate.

Megan asked: "What if they miss each other and want to see each other?"

Richard: "Then they will meet." As long as they are still free, as long as death does not separate them, there is no need for any excuse or reason.

She didn't understand what he was saying, but when Robin came to see her that night, Megan dropped the remote control, left the Animal World on TV, climbed out the window, and walked slowly down the street with him. After they were some distance apart, Robin asked cheerfully, "By the way, what were you doing recently?"

He was asking about Megan's life in the nursing home. He seemed to be very busy in the past month or two. Robin's appearance in Gotham tabloids was less likely to happen. Even on weekends when Megan would definitely come back for vacation, Robin was sometimes nowhere to be seen, or he would just say hello quickly and leave with his grappling hook gun. They had only gone out together twice, and Megan had recently refused once.

Robin was so busy that she was confused. She didn't know that Megan no longer needed to stay in the nursing home, and she was a little confused as to why she didn't come out to play.

Megan walked slowly, and the boy with the little yellow cape beside her kept trying to please her. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'm playing. I asked for leave and came back. Then my dad said he won't go anymore."

The young man jumped in front of her, blinking his eyes behind the domino mask, "What about you in the future? Will you go to school?" He was very interested and began to think about this question seriously, but Robin only knew that his first name was Arthur, his last name was Damon, and that he was very nice to Megan.

Since he's a very kind person to children, if Megan's situation allows, he should let her go to school to experience the life of a normal child, right? Which school will she attend then?

Robin had already thought about the long-term future, but Megan herself hadn't thought about this question. "I don't know?"

They chatted as they walked along a street corner with no surveillance. When they reached a corner, Robin let her lie on his back, and he took out his grappling hook gun and took off again.

Who doesn’t like the wind?!

Robin had long discovered that Megan liked more intense sports. Although her own physical condition was average and even a little weak, she was not afraid when she was taken to shuttle between buildings, jump from a height, sit on the edge of a high and unprotected rooftop, etc. Even if she occasionally stumbled a little due to an unexpected situation, she would not cry or get angry, and she still wanted to do the same when they met next time.

He took Megan to downtown Gotham. Some of the buildings there were very tall, such as the Wayne Building, but they did not climb up. Robin quietly told Megan, "If anyone wants to take you to the top of the Wayne Building, remember not to go."

Megan was already a child who would ask 'why'. Robin noticed her small change, but waited for her to ask before answering, "Because there's a very high level of security on the top floor of Wayne Building. Um... it's a large enterprise, right, Mei? Wayne is a wealthy man, and that building is his wealth, so he's used some methods to strictly protect it."

If Megan didn't know and followed the big monster up there one day, she might be exposed to Batman.

Robin had already ruled out the danger posed by his friend, and of course he would consider her, even if he had to keep all these secrets from Batman. But he also gradually talked about his friend in front of his family. She was a child named Megan, with a good personality, quiet and obedient. They often played together, and the housekeeper also asked him to bring sweets and snacks several times.

Now that he had discussed all this with Megan, he asked her where she wanted to play, because Robin had his own things to do besides playing with her. He had to go fight crime, and as long as he received news from Oracle or the Batcave, he had to react quickly and set off immediately, so he had to settle Megan first.

Robin wants to do what's right, but he can't put his friends in danger.

Megan thought for a moment. She stood on the street corner, looking up at the neon lights between the tall buildings. Her emerald eyes were tinged with beautiful colors. After thinking for a while, she said, "I want to go to the amusement park."

"But there's no one in the amusement park at night," Robin reminded. Seeing that Megan didn't change her mind, he tilted his head to think about what Megan was curious about there and whether they could go somewhere else. But he really couldn't think of anything. "What are you going to see there?"

Megan looked at him, frowning a little. "The amusement park is advertising a roller coaster, a carousel, a Ferris wheel, and a water park."

But what she said definitely did not mean that she wanted to play. Megan's personality was not outgoing, and she would not take the initiative to go to crowded places. She still avoided and was still too timid to get close. She still needed to gain more strength and courage before she could take that crucial step.

Robin had been taught by Batman and had learned about psychology. After making friends, he also took the initiative to read relevant books and even papers. He believed that he was not very knowledgeable, and although B did not understand the situation, he also told him not to use that knowledge without authorization. When getting along with his friends, he could try to analyze her psychology out of consideration for her, but he could not interfere with her growth in a self-righteous way, which was wrong.

So even though Robin understood a little about her situation, he could only give her some guidance. He said, "It would be more fun with more people! But I know you just want to see them."

His face was filled with smiles, and he did not refuse. He took Megan's hand and led her to run forward. If he ran at full speed, Megan would definitely not be able to keep up, so he deliberately slowed down his pace, only slightly faster than Megan, and turned back from time to time to urge her to run faster.

"Xiaomei! Hurry up! I'll take you to find the swing in the playground. There will definitely be no one watching it, so you can play with it as you like." Besides, the playground in the city center is safer than other places, and he can 'leave' Megan there.

They only ran a short distance. Even if Megan's physical fitness seemed to have improved recently, why should they get tired and sweaty just to go out for fun?

Then Robin continued to carry Megan on his back, using the grappling gun to take them flying between the buildings, and then into the playground. In no more than ten minutes, he brought Megan to the swing set.

There is no charge for the swings in the playground, but you usually can't play on them when there are too many people. But at night, everything is quiet, with only the insects and birds singing in the summer night. The surveillance cameras in the playground are not watching the rack made of an iron lump and hemp rope. It is the most insignificant and worthless thing here.

Robin asked Megan to stay here, and then he flew away. Without the burden of his friends, he was more agile and swift when running and even flying in the sky. As for this question, Megan hadn't asked it yet, but he answered it himself.

"If we have to care about the weight and the effort, then why don't Batman and I just do mercenary work?"

He stood with his hands on his hips in the night, a smile on his face full of vigilante spirit. "You know, Batman, a 'boring character' who uses high-tech equipment to do the work of a vigilante. Hey! I know what the tabloids say about him. Of course, my reputation as Robin is not very good either."

There are always people pointing fingers at others and judging them condescendingly. Robin was annoyed at first, but Batman told him not to take it too seriously... It was impossible for him not to take it seriously, because the tabloid writer scolded B and also scolded him!

But these things have to be accepted as long as you don't change them. Robin once tried to beat up the tabloid editor, but was still stopped by Batman. Even the first Robin advised him to relax, saying that "he was rumored to be dead or disabled/he tried to fight Batman for Gotham and was driven away after losing", and asked him to just get used to it.

The things that Robin was angry about were accepted and ignored by Batman and the first Robin who had been his longest partner. They only cared that the content of the tabloid did not exceed a certain limit and did not care about how malicious speculations were made about them.

Robin still couldn't accept that the knight who guarded Gotham didn't care about the voices of the people he protected, didn't punish those with malicious intent, and didn't care about the effort and reward, but he applied this attitude to his interactions with his friends.

"And Megan, you're my friend, not a weight. I think it would be better if you were a little heavier. You're still so light now. Did you eat well?"

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