The world needs more heroes

"Please hurry up and get out of my safe house with your disgusting expression, I beg you." Jason Todd stretched out his feet and kicked him down on his sofa, covering his head with a small blanket. Dick said angrily, "At least one year, not to say that he will definitely come back after one year!"

"But tomorrow is Phil's birthday, and I don't know how Overwatch tortured her, whether she was fed, dressed warmly, or injured──"

"If you keep nagging, get out, Mother Bird."

This kind of scene has been very common for Jason in the past year. Jason, who had already figured out some clues, frowned, thinking in his heart that if it was exposed, how would he keep Dicky Bird from the old bat? life.

Dick, who can't understand his brother's painstaking efforts at all, is experiencing his own depression this month, and Philomena has been away for almost a whole year.

In fact, tomorrow is the twelfth of June, which is also Philomena's birthday, as they generally recognize.

Last year, 17-year-old Philomena disappeared in the early morning of June NO.13, the birthday party. Even Superman couldn’t hear the heartbeat that he had secretly prepared, as if Philomena came from this world. It's like disappearing.

And Batman, who had been informed by Philomena in advance, also knew about this matter. He mentioned that this was a collective mission of Overwatch. During this period, the number of Overwatch agents dropped sharply. Nothing will appear.

Superman couldn't hear Philomena's heartbeat, as if adding a stone hammer to Batman's guess. Batman, who had been thinking about Philomena's so-called secret mission, was finally able to confirm that Philomena might have died now. Not in this world anymore.

The goal of Overwatch seems to have been the dark creatures that have appeared frequently in the past year, and during the period when Philomena and Overwatch disappeared together, there was indeed no dark creature traveling through space cracks to attack humans. It happened, which also proved from the side what kind of mission Philomena was going to perform.

The Justice League has also encountered dark creatures. Those strange creatures with powerful attack power that are broken but can still recover have indeed brought them a lot of trouble. Recovered casualties.

Dick's appearance is not only seen by Jason, Tim, who is already 19 years old, will occasionally contact Jason to test Dick's current situation: "So, how is Dick now...Did he find out? "

"No." Jason rolled his eyes, smoked an unlit cigarette, put his long feet on the coffee table, and looked away from Dick who was lying on the other sofa: "Where are you?" ?”

"I don't know if Bruce sees it, but I think we both understand it. There's no reason Bruce can't figure it out... The little devil doesn't care as always."

"I guessed it." Because Dick was still at home, Jason was not going to help this person who hadn't guessed what he wanted to pierce through the window paper, so he answered ambiguously and was about to hang up the phone. But Tim on the other end of the phone suddenly raised his voice and stopped him: "Wait, Big Red!"

"what happened?"

"I received a call for help from Overwatch, it's the signal transmitter that was given to Philomena Olsen before!" Tim's voice became urgent, and Jason knew that Tim was the only one staying in the entire Batcave. It sorts out the follow-up of the Arkham prison break a few days ago, and Batman has routinely taken Robin out on patrol.

The Joker, Black Mask and others were beaten up by Batman a few days ago and are paralyzed. They must still be lying on the hospital bed and cannot move. Logically speaking, this should be the most leisure time, so Dick came here to lie down. , Jason and Tim have nothing to do.

As the rapid keystrokes sounded on the phone, Jason subconsciously cast his gaze on Dicky Bird, who was still covering his head with a blanket, and rubbed his black dick vigorously and roughly. Short hair, slightly prickly touch on Jason's palm.

The young man muttered softly: "Damn it."

Tim on the phone quickly found the source of the distress signal. The strange thing is that the distress signal came from countless junctions between Gotham and Metropolis at the same time, as if someone was in that place. Stopping and shuttling at a fast speed, the two farthest signal receiving points are almost at the north and south ends of the metropolis.

"I've already notified Bruce, do you want to go there?" Tim pressed his phone on the loudspeaker, and quickly put on the hang glider on the back of his suit: "Bruce said he would contact Superman to see if he could Hear Philomena's heartbeat."

"..." Jason pursed his lower lip, and finally said helplessly: "Even if you don't want to go, you have to go, what happened to that guy will regret it for the rest of his life."

"The coordinates have been sent to you. I'll see you later." After confirming what Jason meant, Tim quickly sent the coordinates of the most intensive location where the distress signal appeared, and then hung up the phone.

And this one is still in his own safe house, and there is an extremely dejected Nightwing huddled in the room. Jason, who has taken over the title of mother bird for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and kicked the sofa under Dick's pressure hard, making a nasty sound The opening of the mouth: "The signal for help from Overwatch, can you go?"

The blanket covering Dick's face was torn away, revealing the handsome face underneath that couldn't be concealed even if it was decadent.

Dick Grayson had sat up countless times in bed in his apartment in Bludhaven, clutching the thin quilt, sweating coldly in the May weather.

The 230th time I dreamed that Philomena, who was wearing the white tiger armor, lost her life forever in the dark space. The mechanical body was torn apart, and the pipelines and precision instruments fell to the ground. .

Lost the breath of life.

No. 17 appeared in Jason's safe house. Tomorrow is Philomena's birthday, but Philomena is still missing. Even Superman can't hear any Philomena's heartbeat frequency.

They probably guessed that Overwatch went to a different world to perform missions, which was more dangerous than Dick and his team’s missions to alien planets, because they were completely unfamiliar with that world, and they didn’t have any clues or information to refer to, and they didn’t even know about it. I don't know what kind of enemy I encountered, the number of enemies, and so on.

Jason and Tim's whispers from time to time are actually well guessed by Dick, and so are the ambiguous meanings in their words.

After helping Batman capture the escaped criminals back to Arkham one by one, Brudhaven's vigilantes finally got their rare vacation.

He slowly stuffed himself into the musty-smelling sofa in Jason's safe house, quietly covered his face with the soft blanket, and let all the emotions he shouldn't have during work overwhelm him surrounded.

He didn't want to go home. The apartment in Bludhaven was filled with rubbish and a pile of dishes that had been eaten but had no time to wash. It was cold and desolate.

He didn't want to go back to Wayne Manor, Alfred always looked at him with a concerned expression, but Dick didn't want to experience that kind of sight at all now.

Jason may not be the most comfortable here, but Dick can't think of where to kill time and avoid emotions that shouldn't appear on him for a while.

Whenever he was free, the images in the dream would appear in his mind again and again, each image was different, the only thing in common was that Philomena always died in an extremely miserable way. In that world without any relatives and friends, the helpless world let life die.

The voice of Little Wing and Little Red Bird on the phone faintly spread into the ears of Dick whose head was covered by a blanket. It seemed that something happened again. Dick heard Little Wing pick up the gun bag and tie it on his trouser leg. The sound rubbed against the fabric, and then he came over and kicked the sofa he was lying on hard: "The distress signal from Overwatch, can you go?"

In the past six months, few people have mentioned the name of Overwatch in front of Dick. Of course, people who don't know it are unlikely to mention it. After all, it is a superhero organization that rose to fame but suddenly disappeared one day.

And people who know usually only tell him occasionally or don't have any news from Overwatch. This kind of routine notification is basically told to him by Bruce or Jason.

This was the first time he heard news from Overwatch after a year.

Dick stretched out his hand and tore off the blanket covering his face. His black hair was curled up in all directions due to the static electricity of the blanket. Dick, who was wearing ordinary casual clothes, sat up, with bright brilliance faintly in his azure blue eyes: "In where?"

Dick Grayson knew what it was like to linger in his heart. When he rushed to the coordinates that Tim had sent to Jason, he was not surprised to see Batman and Superman had already appeared here.

He saw Bruce looking at himself with that deep gaze again, even through the mask he could guess what kind of expression would appear on that face.

But who cares.

Sonic booms sounded in the surrounding air from time to time, and black cracks flashed crazily around, occasionally appearing in front of Dick, occasionally flashing behind Batman, appearing at Jason's feet from time to time, scurrying around The black cracks made them wonder where to place their gaze.

Suddenly, a gap larger than the previous one slowly opened in the air, and the flickering gaps around it stopped at this moment, and there was a strong smell of blood from the crack in front of it, as if the ground was covered with blood. It was completely watered, and the slight rancid smell was suppressed by the smell of blood, and could only faintly come out through the cracks.

"Get out of here──" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came out of the hole, it was a female voice with a slight sense of distortion, the subtle electronic sound was like a flowing current, piercing through the air and getting into their eardrums .

A rotten smell that was stronger than before came out, and then a black light beam passed through the crack and directly hit the ground outside where they were standing, and they were reminded just now, so the few people who were already vigilant turned their eyes to The ground that was hit by the black rays corroded a huge pit.

But at this moment, Dick cast all his eyes on the huge crack, and the semi-omninic female ninja with her entire left arm exposed jumped out of the hole, her long hair flying in the air. After shaking it, the wound on the forearm of his left hand was deep enough to see the bone, and blood was gushing out.

Dick's body seemed to react faster than his own consciousness. He let go of the short stick in his hand and rushed forward. After landing on the ground and rolling around, he was hit by the person who jumped out.

For a split second, Dick realized that the problems that had been troubling him—or rather, Jason, Tim, and Bruce—for a whole year didn't really matter at all.

He understands better than anyone else that in the secret heart, the emotions that should have erupted last year have not been extinguished after being suppressed for a whole year, and they have not even slowed down a little.

"Di, Yeyi, you have received our call for help—" Philomena Olsen paused in a daze, while Dick, who had caught her not long ago, spread his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Welcome back."

The emotion that was hidden and shouldn't be spoken, was like flowing syrup, enveloping Dick's entire heart.

Dick Grayson loves Philomena Ocean.

The author has something to say:

Brother Tong and Tibao thought that the young master didn't realize that they liked Phil, but in fact, how could the young master not know, he just hid it deeply.

The young master already knew what he wanted before Phil left, but he didn't say it in the end because he didn't want to be a hindrance.

(and I can't let him sin