"Bruce, I think there's something you need to know."
In the underground cavern beneath Wayne Manor, the century-old private estate of Gotham City's famous billionaire Bruce Wayne, a boy in a red uniform and a short yellow cape sat at a computer and spoke hesitantly.
Less than two seconds after he finished speaking, a tall, black-clad figure appeared silently behind him and rested a hand on the back of his chair.
"Tell me what you found, Jason."
The boy did not turn around. Apparently accustomed to the man's silent comings and goings, he rapidly tapped at the keyboard and pulled up several surveillance recordings.
Then he stood and pointed at the screen with his index finger, explaining his findings to the man behind him.
"Scarecrow-Crane. He's recruited an assistant."
"It's been over a year since he was released from Blackgate Penitentiary, and he hasn't caused any major trouble, so I lowered his surveillance priority by one level. But recently, I noticed a young man frequently entering and leaving Crane's residence in the East End of Gotham."
"So I pulled the recent footage and ran a preliminary facial comparison. He seems to be from out of town. After entering Gotham, he went to the Iceberg Lounge, then Rick's Ninth Street. Judging by the recordings, he was looking for a suitable job, because he read every recruitment ad from one end of the street to the other."
"But in the end, he chose the ad Crane posted a year ago."
"This was my mistake. That young man didn't know anything about Crane, and he may already have become a test subject for Fear Gas."
Jason felt guilty. Since becoming the Dark Knight's apprentice and undergoing training, monitoring Gotham's dangerous residents had become part of his work. An oversight like this could easily