Chapter 2283 (1/2)

Many nights in Gotham are raining. The corrosive rain matches the cold city. The smell of rust can cover up the smell of blood, and the darkness can cover all crimes.

In Wayne tower's top viewing platform, a figure came in after closing time, and the red carpet under his feet was immediately wet, leaving blood like footprints.

It is usually open to Gotham residents. However, the recent world chaos has led to people's little interest in sightseeing, and many objects have accumulated a thick layer of dust.

Fortunately, there is no wind here, and it is at least quiet in the rainstorm night.

The figure's cloak flew with the steps, and a voice that was obviously distorted by the voice transformer sounded:

”here I am, where are you?”

As the voice dropped, two green light spots lit up in the dark. There was a thing that looked like a TV set over there. It began to wriggle and transform into a tall and burly human.

”Here it is, little robin.”

”Just call Robin, no adjectives.” Damian rolled his eyes and didn't respond angrily. Mud face sometimes likes pranks.

”Well, little robin, after all, you have too many brothers, and I just want to distinguish them.” Mud face wriggled close to Damian, and lowered his height, and looked at each other head up: ”I still remember that there were big Robin, two Robin, three Robin, and you were the last Robin to join the bat family. You are Batman's own son. It's strange.”

Lightning suddenly lights up outside the toughened glass window of the viewing platform. Damian's small face is illuminated in the dark. His eyes behind the blindfold are not nostalgia, but something else.

He narrowed his eyes as if to avoid the bright light.

Kiss your son... Ah.

However, some things need not be known to everyone. It is their own private affairs. It is not for the purpose of chatting with mud face to stop patrolling here.

Mud face is essentially a good man, or not so bad. He was a villain for a while, but in the end, he became a member of the bat family.

Ability, as the name suggests, can change his shape at will, just as convenient as putty.

This allows him to mimic the shape and voice of anyone, and also allows him to sneak into most locations to help the bat family get information, while physical attacks are basically ineffective against him.

”Times have changed, mud face, it's like you've become a good man now.” Damian shook his head, and he corrected the other side: ”now the correct name for us should be night wing, red hood, Red Robin, and I - Robin.”

Mud face has no heart, no lungs, and other miscellaneous organs. He is just a living mud, but he still sighs at this moment:

”has anyone ever told you that your family are too serious? Is it so serious?”

”Let's call it a day. You asked me to come here and say there's important news. I'm here. I can report now.” Damian approached the glass window and looked down at the brightly lit city below. Under the neon lights, everything seemed like a mirage, not clear.