Chapter 6: New Robin

"You don't understand a thing—" The Penguin said, "They are a bunch of complete terrorists! Lunatics! I'm different from them!"

"Seems like it makes some sense. Living in such a place must be tough on you," Adrian sympathetically patted the Penguin's shoulder.

The Penguin suddenly felt a bit melancholic.

Was it easy for him?

Due to his deformed appearance, he'd been looked down upon since childhood, eventually leading him down this path. Then came Batman, beating him up every now and then, sending him off to prison, causing him immense losses.

And those "criminal associates" of his, hardly any of them were sane. It was difficult to find a partner among them.

Why was life so challenging!

"Don't be sad; it doesn't suit your persona," Adrian interrupted the Penguin's "45-degree angle gaze." "If you know the whereabouts of the Assassin's League, we can make a deal."

"I can search. If they're really in Gotham, I can find them," the Penguin said, "But what can you offer?"

"Here." Adrian rather lavishly produced a handful of US dollars and threw them.

"Isn't this my money?" The Penguin looked at Adrian.

"Pah, you shameless person! How is this your money? Isn't it mine?" Adrian retorted, "This is what I earned from the trade!"

That money, of course, was the hundred thousand dollars the Penguin gave to Adrian.

"...Fine, it's your money." The Penguin put away the money, saying, "Alright, if I find the Assassin's League's whereabouts, I'll inform you immediately. How should I contact you then?"

"No need to specifically contact me," Adrian said.

"Uh, you'll come to me?" The Penguin said.

"No, I'm out of money, and we've already traded twice. Isn't providing a place to stay a fair deal?" Adrian patted the Penguin's shoulder.

The Penguin stared at Adrian for a while before saying, "Meeting me is also your luck."

"Hehe." Adrian chuckled without responding.

What the Penguin meant was that in the vast city of Gotham, only a few, including him, would sit down and have a proper discussion with Adrian like this.

If it were the Joker or similar lunatics, they wouldn't care about matters like mutual benefit.

Initially, because it was fun, the Joker and Harley Quinn pushed the Penguin's car filled with tobacco into the sea, which made the Penguin extremely unhappy.

The Penguin wouldn't do something illogical that didn't benefit him at all.

And Adrian's silent chuckle was because even if faced with someone like the Joker, he could make the other party agree peacefully.

Hiding the members of the Assassin's League and finding them wasn't simple.

The next night, 26 hours into Adrian's stay in Gotham, spending his wealth, the Penguin found Adrian and confirmed that he had indeed discovered the presence of the Assassin's League in Gotham and located their base.

"I didn't expect these people to use Gotham Hospital as their base," the Penguin toyed with a bird perched on his finger, saying to Adrian, "Now, our deal is completed, right?"

"Yes, it's done."

Adrian nodded, gaining another 100 Wealth Points from this transaction.

So far, Adrian had a total of 155 Wealth Points, with the 0.00005 points temporarily ignored.

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Most of the time, hospitals are relatively "busy."

Whether it's most medical staff or the patients, they probably wouldn't imagine that an extremely extremist organization has made this place their base in Gotham.

Just from the surface, it's hard to see any connection between this hospital and the Assassin's League.

Anyway, after strolling around here, Adrian couldn't find any trace related to the Assassin's League.

"This is getting troublesome..." Adrian shook his umbrella a couple of times. If he couldn't find anyone, how would he make the trade?

After pondering for a while, Adrian walked towards the security room. Since he couldn't find anyone, he'd let others find him.

"Hey, no entry allowed here."

The security room had surveillance, broadcasting, and even the function to open and close some facilities. Naturally, it didn't allow idle people to enter. When Adrian approached, a security guard in uniform came over and blocked his way.

"I know, but I got separated from my father-in-law," Adrian said. "Can you help me broadcast a message?"

"Sure." Seeing that Adrian didn't seem to be causing trouble, the security guard naturally didn't refuse this reasonable request. "What's your father-in-law's name?"

"My father-in-law is suffering from dementia," Adrian said. "He can't remember his own name, but he knows my name and our relationship. Just broadcast 'Bruce's father-in-law' and ask him to come here to meet me."

"Bruce?"

"Yes, Bruce Wayne," Adrian smiled and said.

"Hey, kid, are you sure you're not joking?" The guard frowned, looking at Adrian.

Elsewhere, Bruce Wayne was just an ordinary name, but in Gotham City, it was different. Almost everyone knew who Bruce Wayne was.

"Of course, I'm really named Bruce Wayne, different person, different fate," Adrian spread his hands, somewhat helplessly saying.

"Alright. If you're lying, I'll make you regret it." The security guard, before leaving, still didn't forget to threaten Adrian a bit, but soon, the broadcast sounded.

As per Adrian's request, hoping for Bruce Wayne's slightly demented father-in-law to come meet his son-in-law here.

After a few minutes, clear footsteps were heard. However, they didn't sound like the steps of an elderly person suffering from dementia but rather the crisp sound of high heels on the ground.

"Bruce?"

Before seeing the person, a slightly puzzled voice was heard. Soon after, a tall and slender lady walked around the corner.

"Hi, miss, this gentleman claims to be Bruce Wayne and says he got separated from his somewhat demented father-in-law. Do you know him?" The security guard who came out after the broadcast asked Adrian first.

The lady glanced at Adrian deeply and nodded, saying, "Yes, that's right. I found my father; come with me."

"Are these two married?" The security guard looked at the departing pair, feeling that the two didn't match at all.

The guy with the umbrella looked completely like a high school student, nothing like someone who was married, let alone being married to that mature, seemingly decisive, very strong woman, giving off a sense of female empowerment.

Could it be some gigolo kept by her?

That physique wasn't strong at all, were such gigolos popular nowadays?

Of course, the security guard's wild thoughts wouldn't know that the lady, after bringing Adrian to a quiet, deserted room, immediately made a move, somehow pulling out a dagger and holding it against Adrian's neck.

But once she did, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes. It seemed she had "subdued" the other person too easily.

"Who are you, the new Robin? Did Bruce send you?" The lady looked at Adrian, firing off several questions in a row.

There weren't many who knew about the complicated relationship between Batman and the leader of the Assassin's League, and those who did were directly involved.

This person in front of her could act this way, clearly someone in the know; the Assassin's League wouldn't disclose information to just anyone.

So, this slightly frail young person must be related to Batman.

Looking at his age, perhaps the new Robin, although his skills were truly terrible.

Talia kept analyzing in her mind while she lowered the dagger against Adrian's neck, already having noticed the terrible mess of his "combat skills."

Even if it weren't for the dagger, just using her legs, Talia could easily render him disoriented.

"Are you the person Bruce can't forget?" Adrian didn't answer but looked at the woman in front of him and asked.

He knew about the complex relationship between Batman and the daughter of the leader of the Assassin's League, who had a love-hate relationship, and who bore his child. But he didn't know the specifics about this woman's appearance or name.

Now it seemed that this woman in front of him was the one.

"Can't forget?" Talia's focus was evidently elsewhere. At the same time, she confirmed that Adrian was connected to Bruce and, coupled with Adrian's terrible skills, her vigilance had mostly dissipated.

"I'm here to find your father," Adrian said.

"Did Bruce not ask you to find me?" Talia asked.

"No." Adrian shook his head. "A trade."

"A trade? What trade?" Talia's curiosity was still strong.

"A trade with your father. It's not much related to you. If you're interested, after you take me to your father, you can go find Bruce." Adrian said.

Talia looked at Adrian displeased for a moment before saying, "Now I believe you're the new Robin. Your annoying tone sometimes resembles Bruce's. But your skills are too terrible; hasn't Bruce started training you yet?"

"I'm not into combat," Adrian said.

"Follow me," Talia said.

"Can I ask what your purpose is here?" Adrian followed behind Talia.

"Is this important? If my father wants to harm Gotham, wouldn't Bruce stop my father?" Talia replied without stopping.

"Just asking casually. Perhaps there's something we can trade." Adrian said.

Talia's steps slightly paused for a moment, then she continued walking.

Soon, they arrived at the base of the Assassin's League, established underground in Gotham Hospital, a rather dark and spacious room.

At the end of the room, there was a chair, a somewhat old-looking man with eyes emitting a strange green light, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling, sitting there, gazing at Adrian, who entered with Talia, with a hook-like stare.

The leader of the Assassin's League, Ra's al Ghul!

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