Chapter 1466: Birds and Return (XI)

"Can we run out alone?" Red Robin followed Red Hood hesitantly. Red Hood strode forward and turned back to say, "If we don't run out alone, do you want to hear about their deep father-son love?"

"Damian, that idiot, doesn't think about it. How could Batman do something without a purpose? He must have brought us here to do something. We can't let him succeed!"

The heavy footsteps of the two echoed in the empty corridor. Red Robin hugged his arms and rubbed them: "I always feel that something is wrong here."

"Don't tell me that your sensitive radar is buzzing and interfering with your thoughts again, Mr. Detective!" Red Hood said unhappily: "It's better to go on a mission with Dick than with you. At least he is steadily stupid!"

"Jason, when can you learn to speak properly? Restrain your weird temper! I'm just expressing my feelings." Red Robin looked around and complained.

The two came to the elevator door. Red Hood opened the door without thinking and said, "These are all defeated by Batman. We were not afraid when they were calling the shots in Gotham City. Why do you feel timid when they were defeated and locked up by Batman?"

"Haven't you noticed yet? The situation in this universe is very different from what we thought." Red Robin was still persuading rationally. He tried not to disturb his thinking with the inexplicable chill. Instead, he analyzed seriously, "Batman is the core of Gotham. If he is different, the whole Gotham may be different, and Arkham Asylum may also be very different."

"That's why we have to figure out what's going on with Batman and Gotham here!" Red Hood strode into the elevator, his tone slightly lowered and he said seriously, "You don't really think Batman threw us here just to make us not bother him, do you?"

Red Robin followed Red Hood into the elevator. He paused and heard the implication of Red Hood, so he tentatively said, "You mean, Batman wants us to investigate this universe "

"Isn't it obvious?" Red Hood snorted and said, "This universe is so different from our home. If Batman heard about these differences, how could he not be curious? Don't you know him? He wants to know everything about all universes and put them under his control. "

Red Robin felt that what Red Hood said made sense. He frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Indeed, Batman may have learned about the situation of this universe from the Flash, but he himself was unable to come because of trivial matters, so he sent us to find out the situation. "

"And this universe may not be dangerous, but it is very unique, otherwise we would not be the first choice for scouts. "Red Hood speculated, "He doesn't worry about us being in danger here, so why should we shrink back and scare ourselves?"

Red Robin nodded vigorously. He felt more and more that what Red Hood said made sense. Sometimes he had to admit that Jason was the boldest and most aggressive among them. This trait was exactly what he lacked in his cautious and meticulous character.

Just as he was thinking about this, Red Robin turned around and saw the poster on the elevator wall. He almost instinctively used his detective talent to judge everything, so he immediately found that the glue on the picture frame fixed on the elevator wall had not dried yet.

"Has this painting been replaced recently?" Red Robin muttered to himself and walked to the front of the wall. He stretched out his fingers and scratched the connection between the picture frame and the wall. He waved to Red Hood, and the two of them pulled the picture frame loose together.

"There are so many traces of glue. It looks like the picture frame has been changed several times within a week?" Red Robin's tone was full of doubts. He frowned and looked at other parts of the elevator, and then found that the carpet under his feet was also a little wrinkled.

Red Robin immediately squatted down to check. He pulled the wrinkles out with his fingers, and then walked to the corner of the elevator to pull the corner of the carpet. Just as he pulled it up a little, he found that the carpet seemed to have been replaced many times in a short period of time, and the traces of rivets were clearly visible.

"Come here, Jason, let's lift up the carpet." Red Robin said decisively. Jason came over, and the two of them pulled the carpet's foot and pulled it out.

With a "swish", the carpet was pulled halfway open. When they saw the real floor of the elevator, they were stunned - there was blood under the carpet, and it was not the same person, nor the blood left at the same time.

After two seconds of stunned, Red Robin took a deep breath. He half-knelt down and lowered his head to carefully check the blood traces, and then said: "At least one man and one woman, the man's blood remained two weeks ago, and the woman's blood... coagulated in less than three hours!"

"Could it be that the mental patient went crazy and hurt himself, so he bled?" Red Hood asked.

Red Robin didn't even look at him, turned around and pulled off the picture frame, and then found that there was also blood residue on the joints of the elevator wall behind it. He shook his head and said: "This amount of bleeding is not a small injury. Unless they went crazy and cut their necks or cut off their thighs, the blood would not splash so far."

"Murder?" "I'm afraid so."

Red Hood's face became serious, and at this moment the elevator stopped. The two looked up together, only to find that the number on the elevator door was not the third floor they were going to, but the first floor underground.

"We may have missed the time the elevator stopped upstairs before." Red Hood said as he laid the carpet. Red Robin tried to stick the picture frame back, but failed, so he could only put it on the ground and let it lean against the wall behind him.

As soon as the elevator door opened, a white man in a doctor's uniform stood outside the door. He was almost bald, but from a few strands of silver hair, it could be seen that he was very old. His hands were in the pockets of his white coat. He walked calmly, but he was stunned when he saw the two young people in the elevator.

"Who are you?" The male doctor looked them up and down, his eyes became a little wary, and he tilted his head and asked, "What are you doing here? Why are you dressed like this?"

"We are members of the Pioneer Art Organization. We came here to investigate the daily lives of patients with mental illness. You see, we just got too fascinated and knocked off the poster on the elevator." Red Robin lied without changing his face.

"Vanguard Organization?" The male doctor showed a trace of disgust, and took back the foot that had just stepped into the elevator, then stood outside the elevator door and said to them: "You'd better hang the painting back quickly. If Mrs. Miller sees it, she will not forgive you."

"Don't worry, we will, sir." Red Robin smiled and watched the elevator door slowly close.

But at the moment when the man's face disappeared in the elevator, Red Robin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly trembled all over. "What's wrong with you?" Red Hood looked at him and asked.

Red Robin grabbed his arm with such force that Red Hood could hardly bear it. Red Hood looked at him in confusion. When Red Robin met his eyes, he said in a trembling tone.

"Elevator door... In the gap between the elevator door and the floor!" "What?"

Red Hood didn't understand what his partner meant at all.

Red Hood and Red Robin have different personalities. Red Hood is more accustomed to putting himself in a strong position, so no matter what environment he is in, he is more accustomed to standing in the center of the entire space.

Red Robin is a detective personality. He likes to stand in the corner and look at the whole space to ensure that he will not miss any details.

Therefore, their positions in the elevator are also different. Red Hood has been standing in the center of the elevator. When the elevator door opened just now, he was facing the male doctor, while Red Robin stood behind him and formed a certain angle with the elevator door.

Red Hood didn't know what Red Robin saw, but Red Robin started to click the nearest second floor button like crazy. Red Hood grabbed his wrist and said, "What are you doing? Aren't we going to the third floor?"

"Stop the elevator!" Red Robin said loudly.

Red Hood found that he couldn't stop him, so he could only let him press the elevator button. After a few seconds, the elevator stopped. Red Robin pressed the door switch with a trembling hand.

Red Hood waited in the center of the elevator with his arms folded. He wanted to see what Red Robin was going to do. As soon as the elevator door opened, Red Hood rushed out. He looked around and there was nothing outside the door.

Just as he was about to speak, Red Robin took a deep breath, closed his eyes in pain, and said through gritted teeth: "Look at the gap between the elevator door and the wall..."

Red Hood stepped into the elevator with one foot and stood outside with one foot. He turned sideways to look at the place where the elevator door extended. The moment his eyes focused, he covered his mouth - the gap between the elevator and the wall was filled with women's long hair.

Red Hood slowly raised his head, then turned around and looked at the elevator door frame. Red Robin clenched his fists and said: "Someone stuffed hair there.

"This is not some performance art." Red Hood's tone was slightly more stable than Red Robin, but still seemed a little nervous.

And the reason he said this was because he could see that between large tracts of long hair were scalps treated with special agents, and the closest ones could even see the hair follicles.

"What are you still doing? Get out quickly!" Red Hood rushed into the elevator and pulled Red Robin out. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "It must be another madman who did it! I'm going to kill him!"

When the elevator door slowly closed, the two found themselves on the second floor, which was not their destination, so Red Robin calmed down and said, "We have to find the stairs. I don't want to stay with that ball of hair. -

"I agree." Red Hood turned and walked forward. He looked at the corridor on the second floor, and then found a sign hanging at the corner of the corridor that read "Special Intensive Care Unit".

"Hey, hey! Look, the light is on in that room, and there seems to be someone sitting at the door." Red Robin looked inside and pulled Red Hood's arm with his hand.

The two tiptoed over and quietly came to the door. The man sitting at the door turned over and found them almost immediately.

The door was pushed open, and a man in a security uniform and holding a newspaper frowned, looked at the two of them and said, "Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

As soon as he saw that he was a security guard, Red Robin knew that the rhetoric of being a member of the avant-garde art organization would not fool him, so he said: "I am a friend of a patient here. I came to visit him today, but I suddenly had a stomachache. When I came out of the toilet, the hospital was closed. We were stranded here. Do you know how to get out?"

The security guard looked them up and down and said: "Your friend is a patient here. What is his name?"

"Oh, I can't tell you. My friend is still not very accepting of the fact that he has a mental illness. I'm afraid you will irritate him."

"Okay." The man in the security uniform said. The man shrugged and said, "I have a map here, but it's hanging on the wall. Do you want to come in and take a look?"

Red Hood was about to walk in, but Red Robin grabbed him and looked at the man's bloodshot eyes and said, "It must be hard to be on duty here, right? It's too late now, so we won't bother you. You should go to bed quickly."

After saying that, he pulled Red Hood's arm hard again. Red Hood looked back at him impatiently, and then saw that in the blind spot of the male security guard's sight, Red Robin made a warning signal commonly used by the Bat Family with his hand.

But Red Hood had no intention of coming back. He ignored Red Robin's warning, squeezed half of his body into the door, and then said, "Thank you, where is the map? We will leave after we look at it. It won't take you long."

Red Hood's hand had already touched the weapon on his waist. The male security guard's eyes fell on the muscles of his arm. A trace of thought flashed across his eyes. It seemed that he was comparing the size difference between the two. He used one side of his body to hold the door axis, as if he didn't want Red Hood to break in so quickly.

When the two were in a stalemate, suddenly, the sound of high-heeled shoes came from far away, and the male security guard's face immediately showed a trace of panic. He stood up and pushed Red Hood out. With a "bang", the door was closed tightly and the lights in the room went out.

Red Hood, who was pushed unexpectedly, fell backwards and bumped into Red Robin. It took them a few seconds to stabilize their bodies.

When they finally came to their senses, they found a figure standing in the darkness at the end of the corridor. Amid the heavy breathing of the two, an older lady in a skirt and high heels came out.

The lady looked the two young men up and down, frowned at their strange attire, and asked, "Who are you?"

"We..."

"I'm the head nurse here. You can call me Mrs. Miller. Whether you are a doctor or a patient, you should go back to bed now."

"We are not..."

"No matter who you are, it's time to go to bed now!"

As the breeze blew through the air, Red Robin smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the other end of the corridor.