What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 64 Choice
"...For the clown, the world is a huge game arcade..."

Bane sat at the desk, intently reading the pamphlet written by Batman.

"To the clown, life is just the game currency in the game hall. The reason why he still keeps it is because he didn't find a fun machine. When he finds it, he will spend it without hesitation. .

The muscular geek carefully picked up his thick fingers, turned the book to the next page, and continued to read:

"He's a liar full of lies, so when you're dealing with a clown, always remember: Don't use conventional thinking to speculate on the clown's behavior.

"Does the Joker have a plan? While he often claims he doesn't, there's no question that the Joker has a plan, he just doesn't have a purpose, which makes him far more difficult than the average criminal who uses a plan."

"I have to admit that it is very appropriate for the clown to compare himself to a mad dog chasing a truck. Generally speaking, planning requires a process and goals. For those who like to make plans, such as Bain, you must be the one who realizes the goal. The ultimate desired end, the so-called plan, is but a means to an end."

Bain smiled in a low voice, even he didn't notice it. At that moment, the smile on his face was like a girl who saw a love letter, but in the next moment, this smile turned into a beast-like smile. Excited to kill.

Batman is almost aboveboard instigating in the pamphlets: "The Clown is Tougher", "Ordinary Criminals Using Plans".

But even if Bane knew the other party's purpose, he would still be teased.But these emotions were wiped out by him in an instant, neither could shake him, nor would it stop him from continuing to look down.

"But for the Joker, the goal is not the goal, it's the execution of the plan, and he enjoys the process of carrying out the plan, which makes him orgasm."

"He has no so-called worldly desires, no concrete, realistic goals. Money? Power? He doesn't want anything. It's like a dog chasing a truck that doesn't really want to do anything to the truck."

"If it is necessary to say that the clown has a planned goal, it can only be said that he wants to falsify all rules and order, and prove that chaos and evil are the essence of the world."

"So, do you understand?"

"He hates and mocks all rules and order, and rules and order include, but are not limited to, those plans that you, Bane, are planning to defeat Batman.

And for the Joker, sabotaging other people's plans is almost instinctive.To the clown, other people's plans and rules, or even any codes, are rotten jokes..."

Thank you for your reminder.

Bain silently thought:

I've figured out what kind of guy a clown is.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
A knock on the door interrupted Bane's thinking, and his troglodyte came in and reported to him: "Bane, the Batman uniform has been made."

Bane nodded: "I see."

He stood up.

The caveman squirmed his mouth for a while, and finally said:

"Bane, do we really want to cooperate with the clown and carve up the entire city together?"

Bane didn't answer him, he walked straight out of the room, until he disappeared around the corner of the corridor, before the caveman heard his voice floating in the air.

"Who knows?"

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Lincoln March walks down spooky corridors in the Talon uniform of the Court of Owls.

The bright moonlight shines through the broken and dirty glass on the window sill, casting mottled shadows on the creaking wooden floor, reflecting on his silver-white streamlined armor, reflecting the pair of big owl eyes on his helmet blood red.

This is an abandoned hospital, funded and built by Martha Wayne and Thomas Wayne. In Gotham, such abandoned hospitals abound.

In the reconstruction plan called the O'Sullivan plan, there are not only hospitals, but also schools, community colleges, and public facilities. They form a huge network. If they are all built, it will be enough to...

Well, these are things that never get a chance to be done again.So it's pointless to talk about how these things will change Gotham once they're built.

But since the couple was murdered in Crime Alley decades ago, the urban renewal plan the couple invested in has been aborted.

Lincoln March shook his head.

He is now completing the task assigned by the court, and he shouldn't be distracted at this time.

But he still couldn't help recalling what the other party said when he and Bruce Wayne got together last time:
"You know what? Mr. March—forget it, I want to call you Lincoln directly, can I call you that?"

"Did you know owls take over other people's nests?"

"They murder the parents of those ordinary birds, and then raise their children, and when the time is right, they cut their hearts and lungs to eat?"

"Those stupid little birds, not only submit to the claws of owls, surrender to the claws of enemies who killed their parents, but also obey the orders of owls to murder their brothers - the end result is of course that both of them are eaten by owls for lunch !"

The directivity of these words is too obvious, this is no longer a hint, it is almost a naked statement, Bruce Wayne must have discovered his identity, and those words he said...

Lincoln March shook his head.Forget it, now is not the time to think about these things.

He pushed open the door of a room. It was still a dark and dull corridor outside, but the inside was brightly lit.

"Welcome! Welcome! Claws from the Court of Owls—you have chosen a suitable partner!"

Lincoln March narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the middle of the room, the scarecrow sat on the main seat with a big horse and a golden knife.

And next to—

Lincoln March looked away.

Killer Crocodile, Ventrilogue, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, and strangely, how could these 4 villains who can't fight each other sit together, and they still faintly form a faction.

Freeze Man Victor had a slightly special status, sitting directly beside the Scarecrow.

Lincoln's eyes swept over one by one, and the room was actually full of Arkham lunatics. He had to admit that the scarecrow still had two brushes in terms of leadership.After all, not everyone can gather so many lunatics.

"I just said that there will be no problem if the owl court chooses me, and we can carve up this city together!"

He approached with champagne familiarly: "A strong organization needs a strong cooperation..."

"I'm just in charge of the investigation, Scarecrow." Lincoln Howe interrupted him without hesitation: "You must first prove to the court that you have the ability to control the entire city before our cooperation will officially begin."

Although the other party was very polite, he didn't know why, but there was an inexplicable sense of disgust, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.He doesn't want to admit...

Deep down, he was thinking:
So many villains... can Batman really handle it?

The scarecrow didn't care about the other party's indifference: "It's an honor to invite you, Mr. Claw, we are about to get a brand new bargaining chip."

He said: "Oswald just sent a message that he will send our Mayor Caro."

(End of this chapter)