On a road in the outskirts of Gotham.
A sleek motorcycle with a sidecar sped down the road, its red paint job and roaring flame-throwing engine.
Everything about it proclaimed that this sidecar motorcycle was anything but ordinary. Only Jason, sitting in the sidecar, stared absentmindedly at the scenery outside.
There was no helping it. He was too young to get a license, so only Dick could drive.
They could hardly get arrested by traffic police over such a minor matter. Gotham's traffic police department.
Had recently been equipped with a new batch of roadblock devices capable of instantly destroying all four tires on a car.
Wayne Estate stood in these outskirts, far from the dangers of downtown Gotham City, like an independent castle.
It just looked rather gloomy at night.
A house this large would have been fine with only a few lights on, but when every light was lit while the rooms remained utterly empty...
It looked exactly like one of those strange castles or palaces.
Alfred, his head full of white hair, stood waiting at the entrance.
Watching the sidecar motorcycle pull up and the two young men get off, Alfred quickly smiled.
"You arrived faster than I expected. The pastries are still baking. Come, have some tea first?"
Alfred walked into the house and invited them inside.
"I heard you found a lead on The Flash?"
Jason went straight to the point as soon as he entered. He desperately wanted to know what had happened to Miao Mu and the others. There had been no news for so long.
There had been times like this before, but that bald Lex Luthor had already erected monuments to the superheroes. How could they not worry?
"I know about that, but the two of you probably won't be enough."