This conclusion was so absurd and unreasonable that it completely subverted all the impressions that Bruce Wayne had left on Wen.

Therefore, when Wen suddenly realized that Bruce was Batman, her first reaction was to doubt herself.

There must be something wrong with her. Bruce definitely can't be Batman. The two people should not be connected at all. And it's not like Bruce has appeared at the same time as Batman. If they are really the same person, why?

Maybe appear in the same place at the same time and be witnessed by many people at the same time?

...Of course, if you insist on speaking, everyone mainly recognizes Batman by his uniform rather than his face. When it comes to identifying Bruce, it is just the opposite. It is Bruce's face rather than the clothes he wears.

If he really wants to hide it, it is completely feasible to let someone trustworthy, such as a fellow superhero, appear in his uniform to confuse the public's thinking.

Wen was confused.

She still didn't want to believe that Bruce was Batman, but the fact seemed to be clearly in front of her.

Once she noticed the blind spots that she had ignored in the past, and then worked backwards after reaching the conclusion, the more she tried to find evidence to prove that Bruce was not Batman, the more she realized that there was no conclusive reason to refute the fact.

All the details tie these two identities together.

temperature:"……"

Okay, she accepted this fact.

It's no surprise that Bruce is Batman.

So what if it is or is not? If you are hungry you still have to eat, if you are thirsty you still have to drink water, the sun still rises as usual, people work as usual, Bruce is still the carefree president of Wayne Group, and Batman is still the same person who always hangs out in Gotham at night

Haunted superheroes.

This fact existed even before she realized it.

Now that she realizes it, it's just——that's all she knows.

There was nothing in Wen's heart other than shock and disbelief.

There should be fluctuations. Wen could use logic to come to such a conclusion, but the fact is that she did not. Her emotions did not always appear according to logic. Sometimes they did appear according to logic, but she seemed not to be sad when she should be.

How to feel sad? More often, the emotion she feels is...

Hollow.

Nothing but emptiness is happiness.

Therefore, she also felt happy at this time. She simply thought this thing was funny, or there was no reason for it, but she was just happy.

Bruce looked at her: "Wen? Why are you laughing?"

"I discovered a secret."

"Can I know?"

"You already know, but you don't know which secret I know."

Bruce's smile froze for a moment, then resurfaced: "So now you have two secrets."

"I don't have a secret." Wen replied, "This secret has nothing to do with me. I just know it. It doesn't mean I want to be involved in this secret."

Bruce nodded, showing tolerance and understanding.

This made Wen laugh again.

She laughed for a long time, but Bruce just looked at her without asking or speaking. Wen finally stopped a little bored and brought the topic back to Jason: "Why didn't Jason come home?"

"He and we have a little disagreement." Bruce replied, "We all want him back, but he is not willing to talk to us head-on. Considering this, it is unlikely that he will take the initiative to show up at home."

"It sounds like you think he's wrong."

"I won't say he was wrong, but in my opinion, he did go astray for good reasons." Bruce said, "He was too impatient and aggressive, and when there was a better solution, he chose

Another one that’s less appropriate,”

Wen said: "You set this standard of better and less appropriate?"

"No, of course not." Bruce said gently, "It's a bit complicated, Win."

It's a bit complicated, which means I don't want to explain it to her, Wen understands.

She didn't particularly want to hear Bruce explain the details about Jason. Just looking at the behavior of this group of people, she knew that the truth would only make her more and more miserable.

Since it's embarrassing, it's better not to listen.

Wen nodded calmly, accepting Bruce's answer.

Bruce said: "Dick went out early this morning, probably to talk to Jason and see if he could be persuaded to go home. We will know the result during dinner."

Wen doesn't have any good expectations for the outcome.

Sure enough, at meal time, Dick came back dejected and a little injured.

"He's not coming back, but he asked me to say hello to Wen for him." Dick looked at Wen and touched his cheek with embarrassment, his tone pitiful, "My face is bruised."

"Why don't you just beat him up?" Wen's expression was unusually calm. "How can young people not fight? After fighting, they are still good brothers. Sometimes not fighting is the problem."

She spent this afternoon with Bruce, and as soon as he said that, she stayed in Bruce's study.

Wen didn't know why she wanted to stay. She felt that her current mentality had been sublimated again. Ever since she guessed that Bruce was Batman, it was like she had finally solved a difficult problem after pondering for countless years, because she was wasting her time on this question.

It took so long that she didn't feel any sense of satisfaction. She just breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that the heavy burden on her shoulders was lifted.

She looked away completely.

Anyway, it was impossible to tell who was right about Wendy. In this case, her focus of curiosity was of course shifted to the core secret. Now that the secret was revealed, Wen felt relieved and quite satisfied.

Come to Wayne's main house on your own.

There was no loss and she made a profit, so what could she be dissatisfied about.

What troubles Wen the most now is Wendy's reaction. She just realized it. In her own words, it was because she was not particularly concerned about secrets, so she only realized it in hindsight. Wendy was definitely finding out about Jason.

The moment Red Hood realized the truth she had just learned - Damn, is this too unbearable?!

She was suffocated. This group of people really suffocated her.

Tim and Damian had come back from school early, and Tim was still upstairs. But Damian, for some reason, sat peacefully on the side of the sofa and listened to them.

The bratty brother was probably educated privately by Bruce. It had only been one day, and his attitude had become twice as good. When he came home from school, he even reluctantly gave Wen a greeting.

Wen was embarrassed to say that she actually preferred to be on the same page with Damian. Why force such a bad-tempered little boy to be polite to others? After all, she was not their real family.

The day after I left Connor, I missed him.

Wen decided to ask Connor to come over secretly at night.

But before that—

"Wendy, come out," Wen sat in front of the dressing table and stared at her face in the mirror, "I know you are here, come out!"

"...I thought you were going to go up and ask directly, 'Are you Batman?'" Wendy said.

She walked slowly from behind Wen. Her lavender pajama-style suspender dress and thin ribbons made her look pitiful, but this pitifulness was just a kind of imagination from the audience.

Wendy has nothing to do with Chu Chu piti.

"When did you find out?"

"When I saw the second brother." Wendy sat on the dressing table, "I don't deny that before seeing Jason, I did have a little guess about this, but in my world, the second brother is resurrected.

He never showed up, so I didn’t get the most crucial evidence.”

"Doesn't the time difference count?" Wen was puzzled. "What about the blank time when the second generation Robin and the Red Hood appeared? The second generation Robin disappeared just when Jason left..."

She also understood.

If Jason and the Red Hood did not appear at the same time, then the truth can only be a suspicion. The most critical evidence cannot allow any possibility of coincidence. If Jason dies and the Red Hood appears, normal people's logic will certainly deny that Jason is

Red Hood.

This is different from Bruce and Batman appearing at the same time.

Death is a more convincing reason.

"Although there is a possibility of fake death, my father's emotional abnormality will not be fake." Wendy said lightly, "If it is a fake death, he will pretend to be sad, but if it is a real death, he will try every means to

Concealing sadness.”

Wen studied Wendy's tone and expression carefully.

"You seem..." She couldn't find the words, so she gave up and asked, "Did you have this suspicion before you ran away from home?"

"I'm not stupid."

"Then they were pretty successful at hiding it." Wen whispered, "If your personality wasn't like that - I don't think they did anything wrong."

Wendy was noncommittal.

"I'm going to leave as soon as possible." Wen added, using a negotiating tone, "Now that I know the secret, there seems to be no need to continue to get along with them. What do you think?"

"It depends on your choice." Wendy said, "Don't ask me, my opinion is not important."

Wen accused: "Don't be so discouraged, it looks so sad."

"Then what can I do?" Wendy asked calmly, "Let me say angrily, 'I think my feelings are more important than other people's lives'? What if he is involved in gangs, or does something bad in private, or really

He was fooling around, and I would never let it go. But now he is a hero, and my family is surrounded by heroes. They take care of me as much as possible and spend more time on hero careers. I don't see what's wrong with it.
To be continued...