Red Robin's urgent voice suddenly came through the earpiece: "We've got a situation! A large group of armed personnel is gathering to the southeast. Their suspected target is an arms deal at the docks. Over twenty people, carrying heavy weapons."
Dick's expression instantly turned serious. "Red Hood, Robin, head to the docks for backup right now. I'll be there as soon as I finish up here."
"Copy." Without hesitation, Red Hood called his underlings and told them to take the three idiots to the police station, then turned and swung onto his motorcycle.
"What about me? I'm the fastest in the water! I'm almost there!"
Miaomiao's voice came through the communicator from underwater, sounding somewhat distorted. Fortunately, the Bat Family's communicators were utterly reliable and kept working hard even as she sped through the water.
"Little Fish, circle around by water and cut off their escape route. Just keep an eye on them until we arrive. Don't act on your own!"
"Got it!" Miaomiao's voice was as cheerful as ever. "I can already see the docks. I'll watch them like a hawk, so not a single one gets away. But Batman said we have to use code names on missions. You can't call me Little Fish! Call me Quan Ke."
"Exactly! I was the one who always called her Little Fish. Copycat!"
Damian had already reached the parked Batmobile. His eyes shone impossibly bright as he reached for the driver's door.
"No, no, no! Rice!"
Just as Damian touched the Batmobile, Dick finished handling the aftermath and hurried over, effortlessly steering Damian toward the passenger seat.
"Grayson, let me drive!"
"NO."
"I know how to drive!"
"My adorable little Robin, don't even think about touching the steering wheel until you're actually an adult."
Robin protested again, but unfortunately, everyone was