The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Bruce took Jason back to the Capuchin gang's base, because it was already late, and almost all the children came back to sleep. They saw Jason being carried back by a strange strange man covered in blood, and Bruce was met by this They have never been attacked by groups that have never been encountered in their entire lives.

This group of children are like wild and ferocious stray cats, showing their fangs and claws to anyone they think is an enemy, even if they know that they may not be opponents, they will never show weakness.

Fortunately, Jason was only stabbed. Although the amount of bleeding looked scary, it did not endanger the internal organs. He said in a weak voice: Don't do anything!

The volume of these words was actually very low, because Jason didn't dare to use force, but as soon as he finished speaking, the whole scene fell silent. Bruce was very surprised by the execution ability of these children.

Although everyone was still looking at him with resentful eyes, no one attacked him.

Bruce often put himself into the role of Jason, thinking about whether he could do it at the age of eleven. He felt that it was not difficult to lead the capuchin gang to get rich, but how to make them return to their hearts was difficult. Batman never Good at it.

But for Jason, it was easy, Jason took a breath, and then said: I'm fine, it's a trauma, the eldest sister went to get the first aid kit in the cabinet, the Cookie sisters went to get the needle and thread, and Ellie got a Basin of clean water, I remember there should be iodophor... If you look for it, everyone else will leave here, go back to sleep, and have to work tomorrow.

In less than a second, the children dispersed. Although many people looked back at Jason with concern, they obediently obeyed the order and left.

Bruce found it unbelievable, but he knew that now was not the time to be surprised. He arranged the props he brought over neatly, and then began to prepare Jason's wound.

Jason saw that the man in the red hood in front of him showed his hands, and the elder sister next to him screamed in shock, but quickly covered her mouth, because the hands had almost no skin, and the muscles and joints were visible. Clearly.

Suddenly, Jason started to struggle, he pushed Bruce aside and said, Sister, come here, I'll teach you how to do it...

What's wrong with you? Bruce held him down and said, I will give first aid and suture the wound. You can't move around, or you will bleed more.

Go away, I don't want strangers to touch me! Jason turned his head aside, Bruce watched him not moving, and the elder sister didn't dare to pull him rashly, after all, Jason was still in his hands.

Jason sighed and said, Well, I still haven't figured out the method the professor taught me. I mean, you can't touch water with your hands. Don't you know that such an injury will become infected if it touches water?

Bruce glances down at his hand, but it doesn't hurt at all.

Conners’ newly developed lizard potion has added some neurological achievements, which can shield pain to a large extent. Bruce’s current feeling about losing his skin is that he will occasionally feel a little itchy all over his body, and some parts will feel like he has received an electric shock. Same throbbing, but not excruciating pain.

Bruce paused for a moment, but he let go of his hand. He turned to the girl next to him and said, Come here, I'll teach you how to do it...

Walking over were the younger sisters that Jason called Cookie Sisters. The two of them were young and hadn't done much rough work, so their skin was well maintained, and the stitches were more meticulous. Jason's pain.

There must be no narcotics in these simple basements. Bruce looked around the children here for a week, and he found that no one offered to use some special drugs.

After staying in the slums for so many days, Bruce knew that the children here are not so innocent, they actually know everything, and they don't say it now, obviously not because they didn't expect certain drugs to relieve pain, but because they dare not say it.

Jason must be very disgusted with those drugs, and because he is very prestigious among these children, no one dared to speak.

Seeing Jason's pale face, Bruce knew that he must be in pain now, but in this dilapidated underground base, Batman couldn't conjure a bottle of anesthetic out of thin air, so he could only hold Jason in his arms. He went back to the bed in his small single room, and then sat on the ground beside the bed.

The windowless basement looked extraordinarily dark and depressing, and the light emitted by the light bulbs hanging overhead was also very dim, not bright enough at all. Everything was quiet, and neither of them looked at the other.

Are you in pain? Jason said suddenly.

Bruce thought he had heard wrong, he asked, What?

I ask, are you in pain? Jason emphasized again.

Bruce froze for a moment, then looked at his hands, and said, No, I don't feel anything.

We are all like this... Jason's voice was very low, as if he was enduring something, he said: Even if it hurts, you must never cry out, if I cry first, they will cry too , if we all cry, it's over.

Bruce grabbed the hand beside the bed and trembled, he turned to look at Jason, but only saw his pale face, Jason said again: This may be the most important truth today, if you If you want to join the gang, then you must not complain about it.

Even if you are dying of pain, or you are really dying, you must never cry out in pain, never shed tears, and you must not show weakness to anyone or anything, and make them feel that you can bite off your mouth before you die. A piece of their meat...

Bruce closed his eyes hard. He looked at Jason and said, But you're not such a person, are you? You're not so violent, stubborn, and strong. You want to cry, right?

Jason turned over, lay flat on the bed and closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering constantly, he said: I have lived like this since I was a child, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it, but now I feel sad, not because The wound hurts.

What's that for? Bruce asked.

I saw another life, which is a life I prefer to dream of... Jason's tone began to tremble, and he said, Stay in a classroom and discuss with a professor who likes me very much. All kinds of problems, the ones that have nothing to do with filling the stomach...

But that time is always short. I still have to come back here, bear these pains, and live this life.

Bruce couldn't believe he heard such a heavy tone from an eleven-year-old kid, and he asked, Why didn't you leave?

Then why don't you leave? Batman? Jason said dreamily, Why don't you leave this rotten city? Bruce Wayne?

At this moment, Bruce felt vaguely that Jason might have been inspired by something, and he no longer looked like him.

He is no longer like an eleven-year-old child at all. He is trying to read Batman's soul, but instead of being crazy because of it, he asks into his heart.

During the two months spent in the slums, countless times of despair invaded his heart, but looking back on Bruce so far, even in the most disappointed moment, he never thought of leaving Gotham.

Pain is pain, but the way to escape does not include escaping from here.

When I didn't know you were Batman, you said that you wanted to restore the order here. I felt ridiculous, but I still decided to help you, because whether you succeed or not, at least you will know that there is someone standing On your side.

After I knew you were Batman, I decided to help you, because we are very similar...you can go, and so can I.

Bruce saw that Jason's body was trembling. He reached out and touched the side of Jason's neck, and found that his body temperature was a little low.

Bruce stood up, touched the wall of the basement, and said, The temperature outside is cooling down, there may be a typhoon blowing, we can't go on like this...

Since the underground of Gotham turned into a layer of ice, the average annual temperature of the entire city has dropped by more than ten degrees, and it is almost catching up with the high latitudes. Even in summer, the sudden drop in temperature when the typhoon comes makes people feel chilly to the bone.

After speaking with the last bit of strength, Jason stopped speaking. His breathing began to become long, as if he had fallen asleep, but his body was shaking all the time because of the cold.

In a trance, he felt that someone was hugging him, but he thought it was an illusion, because no one had ever hugged him since he was born.

This hug was so warm, reminding Jason of a fairy tale, where the little match seller struck a match and saw all kinds of wonderful scenes.

With such a sweet dream, he slept until dawn, and when he got up again, he felt much better. At this moment, Bruce walked in with a plate of steaming steak in his hand.

Jason sat up reluctantly, and he asked, Where did you get this thing?

The owner of the restaurant next door's car was flooded and couldn't start. I helped him fix the car and he gave me a breakfast. Bruce handed the plate to Jason, the ecstatic scent made Jason Eyes straightened.

Eat, you need some nutrition. Bruce handed the plate to Jason, who swallowed and said, No, this is your spoil, I can't have it...

Don't you want to charge tuition? Bruce sat down, looked into Jason's eyes and said, I can help you with your daily breakfast. This is my tuition fee.

Jason sighed, picked up the plate and took a bite of the steak, chewing and said, The first lesson today is that only rich people eat breakfast.

Jason wolfed down the steak and felt more strength in his body, then he looked at Bruce and asked, Wait, you just said that the restaurant owner's car was flooded, why was it flooded?

Don't you know? It rained heavily overnight yesterday, possibly the heaviest rainfall in Gotham in the past five years, and many places were flooded.

Jason's eyes widened and he wanted to get out of bed immediately, but Bruce stopped him and said, Where are you going? Your injury...

Jason hammered the bed board hard, and said, Are you stupid? Do you think that anyone's house is like your Wayne Building, not afraid of wind or rain, so you can just leave it there and leave it alone?

Our two strongholds on the front street and the back street must have been flooded, and the basement is low. There may be a water leak. I have to organize the children to repair the leak. In case there is too much water, our rain boots are cheap. The water seeps in, and if it freezes again at night, there is a high possibility of frostbite...

Jason limped off to the ground, but Bruce pushed him back on the bed and said, Just tell me what you want to do, and I can direct them.

Jason waved his hand impatiently and said, You can't command them.

Seeing Bruce's disbelieving eyes, Jason sighed, sat on the bed, and said helplessly, ...well, you can try it, may God bless you.

Seeing Jason lying down again, Bruce walked out the door and began to explain to the children what Jason had told him before.

But soon, Bruce discovered that the experience of commanding these children brought back some bad memories in him.

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