Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 68
In the dark and gloomy corner of the underground parking lot, a solitary corner light illuminates a small area, and on the edge of the hazy halo, two figures farther away can be vaguely seen.

At the very center of the light source, Lin En faced the corner, squatted on the ground, held his head in his hands, and put his head against the corner.

On the top of his head, there was still a little black cat squatting the same way, looking at the way it looked up, it seemed that it was about to fall asleep.

"...I said I didn't hit him..."

"...What kind of person is Lynn...you will know later..."

"...Now is not the time to talk about this..."

"... Selena! Selena...!"

At the corner, Lynn turned his head cautiously, poking his head in an attempt to eavesdrop on more sounds. His actions seemed to wake up the falling asleep kitten.

"Meow~ Lynn, are we going home?"

"Wait a minute, there is still a play to be performed, let's... Shhh! He's here..."

Immediately, they became upright... Crouching, Lynn and the kitten's movements were surprisingly consistent, almost completing the standard movement process of turning around and bowing their heads to face the wall in exactly the same instant.

There was the sound of stomping footsteps, and Lynn knew that it was the sound of Master Baiteman coming.

But strangely, he only heard the footsteps of one person.

Where is Catwoman?
"Stop tilting your head and listening."

The hoarse voice seemed to be more tired than before. Lynn didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that the current Baiteman seemed very tired.

"...Why are you still... oh... Lynn, can we have a serious exchange."

"Hehehe... You're right, I don't think the atmosphere is right, so I want to relax."

Taking out a tissue to wipe off the blood on the corners of his mouth and the blackened parts around his eyes, Lin En dragged the little black cat down from the top of his head, hugged it in his arms, turned and sat down, facing the old bat, and asked with concern : "Are you okay, eat when you're okay..."

"Lynn."

"okay."

Since it is in front of friends he agrees with, Batman seems to be reluctant to wear his Bat mask.

Lynn always felt that the old bat didn't seem to like his mask very much.

"Why did you come here alone, Catwoman?"

After the old bat took off his headgear, showing stubble and exhaustion on his face, Lin En seemed to become a normal person in an instant, his movements were gentle and gentle, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and his words were concerned.

He even lifted off his clothes, and took out a small stove, as well as plates of meat and vegetables from a small pocket attached to his stomach.

Oh, this is a bit unusual.This is Lynn, so that's good, that's good.

"Catwoman... left."

After taking off the bat mask and becoming Bruce Wayne, the old bat seems to have become a normal person.

He pointed to the position behind him: "There is a collapsed passage over there, she can leave there, but I can't."

Lynn asked curiously: "How did the passage collapse? How did you get in?"

Bruce Wayne looked up and looked at Lynn with a bad expression.

"Oh, I see, I won't ask."

Lynn changed the subject tactfully: "How did you find me? I was obviously paying attention and didn't make any sound."

Bruce took a pair of wooden chopsticks from Lynn, casually pulled a tire and sat in front of the small stove, while flipping the barbecue, he answered casually: "The place where you lie on your stomach is one of the biggest light sources in this parking lot." One, we've been in the dark for too long, how could you lie there with the cat and not be seen."

"Oh~! So that's it! Be careful next time."

Lynn took out another small notebook and carefully wrote down the requirements for equipment updates.

"Forest."

"I'm almost done remembering later...Okay, tell me."

"……call……"

First stand up and take a long breath, then let it out slowly, close your eyes slowly, and then slowly open them. After completing this whole set of operations, Bruce asked slowly: "The problem of Gotham has been resolved?" Has it been resolved? Since you can come here to find me, then you can take care of everything over there."

Pursing his lips, Bruce asked again with a little hesitation and caution: "You won't kill again and bleed like a river..."

"Hey, don't look so dangerous in your eyes. I'm your friend!"

Lynn took out another pair of chopsticks, and replied casually: "Of course not, I only killed one person. I killed one person at the police station, and Gordon was there, and he agreed. In fact, he asked me to do it. I'm just a Just the role of a thug.

Why?Where are you going? "

Bruce stood up, holding the bat helmet and was about to put it on his head: "I'll go and see if there are any living people in Gotham."

"Don't say such things to make people angry."

Lynn tilted his head to express strong protest, pulled Bruce to sit down again, took out a bottle of wine, and while eating, he told the old bat the whole story in a fairly complete way.

........................

After drinking and eating, mainly Lynn, the conversation was almost at the end.

Of course, the conversation is basically Lynn talking and Bruce listening.

"...So, I left there. I didn't delay at all, I just came here to find you."

After listening to Lynn's story, Bruce fell into a long silence.

It took a long time before Bruce spoke again. For some reason, his voice became hoarse again, turning into a big bat with a choked throat.

"Lyn... what do you want to do..."

Lynn still looked nonchalant.

Using chopsticks to poke the charcoal fire under the small stove, the light and shadow flickered, and his face also flickered.

"What I want to do, what I want to do, is similar to what you want to do."

"Forest!"

Bruce's voice was raised a little higher, and his figure straightened a little, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"I can tolerate your killing, because I know that's how you protect Gotham.

I don't know who is right or wrong, you or me, but at least you and I know in our hearts that we are the kind of friends who end each other's life when the other makes a mistake.

Lynn...I don't want to see you make mistakes.

But you've made a mistake..."

Bruce's voice became deep and distant, like a bell ringing from some corner, old and hoarse, with a buzzing echo.

As for Lynn, as if he didn't hear it, he grinned abruptly. In the firelight, his white teeth seemed to be tinged with the dark red color of the flame.

"I made a mistake?"

He poked the carbon fire a few more times with his chopsticks, and finally extinguished it.

The underground parking lot has re-entered the darkness, with only one corner and one corner of light.

With his back against the poor light, Lynn's body seemed to have blurred edges, as if it had been sunk in the darkness, or melted into the light.

"Ah...hahaha..."

Simply lying directly on the ground.Resting his hands on his pillow, looking at the roof that he couldn't see clearly, Lynn's voice was still casual: "There are indeed people who make mistakes, but it's not me.

It's you, old bat.

That person is you. "

Bruce was silent, the whole person was hidden in the darkness.

Lin En patted the kitty's head with one hand, and rested the other hand on the back of the head, and said slowly to himself: "Gotham's disease has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

But it didn't become like this in a day.

It was a long, long time ago, and it started 100 years ago.

And you, no, it's you.

you. "

Lynn continued to lie down, raised one hand, and pointed in the direction of the old bat, his fingers waving.

"You people, huh, rich people. You control every aspect of Gotham, from luxury goods on the upper floor, jewelry real estate, cutting-edge technology... to furniture on the lower floor, such as transportation and housing, tables, chairs and benches, and even buying a pair of beach pants , Buy a can of salad dressing, the people of Gotham can't escape the domination of you big money.

Bruce, tell me, where did I go wrong, the person I killed, where did he go wrong.

You, where did you go wrong.

Bruce?
Bruce!
answer me. "

Bruce continued to be quiet, silent.

Lynn's voice was only raised for a moment, and then changed back to its original tone, indifferent and indifferent.

"My fault, my fault for trying to save Gotham in a direct, violent, and even, in your opinion, self-destructive maneuver to tip the board.

His fault was that he said what he shouldn't say and did what he shouldn't do when he shouldn't be there, when he shouldn't be there, when he shouldn't be speaking.

And you.my friend.

You are the cancer of this city.

You killed the city. "

Maybe Lynn was the first person to say that to Bruce, maybe he'd seen the same thing in his father's notes, or maybe he'd always known, always been aware of these things.

But there was nothing he could do.

"Lin, greed... cannot be killed."

Bruce finally spoke.

"I'm trying my best to save this city. Maybe you don't know, when I first took over the Wayne family's business, I saw such a shocking and terrifying scene.

It took me a few years to clear up all the problems within the Wayne Group, however...

Gotham hasn't changed.Not at all.

The old dies, the new will appear immediately, even more, greedier...

Gotham is sick, you are right, but Gotham's problems are definitely not just about money.

Lynn, I know what you want to do and what you're thinking.

But, I tried it, it didn't work.

As long as you can't kill people, contradictions and greed will always exist. "

"Do not."

Lynn's crisp voice sounded like a child and an adult's stubborn mouth.

He still didn't get up, lying there stroking the little cat's head boredly.

"Bruce, I know you tried, and you lost badly. You were even disheartened and had to leave Gotham to find other ways to break the game.

You made it, huh, master ninja?Right.You have learned the skills of this body, and you want to use this method to try to erect a totem that cannot be defeated, will never bend and yield.

So, you set so many rules for yourself, bound your hands, and defeated those things that once defeated you with absolute tenacity.

you made it. "

Lynn applauded, and continued: "But, you have to admit it."

Lying on the ground, Lynn lifted his head with his hands, bent his neck at 90 degrees, and looked at Bruce: "You and I are the same kind of people, and the method you choose is not much different from mine.

However, what you want is order.

And what I want, is to rebuild.

So, we can be friends.

You said it yourself, my friend, you know me as you know yourself, don't you. "

Bruce was silent for a long time, and said again: "Lin, how can you guarantee that you are right."

"I have no guarantees."

Lynn changed his posture and lay on his side on the cold ground: "What about you, how can you promise me that you are right."

"Okay. It seems that we are back to the original starting point."

"Stand blankly in front of the mirror~"

"what?"

"Nothing. I have a itchy throat."

"........."

Raising his head, like Lynn just now, looking up at the dark head, Bruce murmured: "Maybe, madness is the only way to save Gotham..."

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Lin, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just hope that one day in the future you will remember what you said today. Ah ha ha ha ha ha..."

Bruce frowned, his intuition told him that Lynn was hiding some small thoughts again.

"By the way, Lynn, do you have anything else to tell me.

Like, your visiting friend with Alfred that day? "

Lynn was surprised: "You didn't ask Al... No, you didn't monitor us? Yo, it's not like you."

Bruce seemed a little embarrassed: "What are you talking about, you are all my friends, how could I do that kind of thing."

Lynn finally sat up, and put his face close to Bruce's face with vacant eyes, and it seemed that it was almost stuck.

"Make it up, by making it up."

"Anyway, I don't know."

"Cut. Who would believe it? Bruce, I dare not say anything else, but trust me. Gotham's problem, in the whole world, is too small compared to the problems we will face in the future .

Besides... Gotham's problem is your problem, but I have great love in my heart, and I can't confine myself to a small place. "

Bruce doesn't want to talk to Lynn.

Standing up and patting his clothes, Bruce put on the bat helmet and became Batman again.

"I'm leaving."

"Well, be careful on the road... what the hell!"

Lynn was only a little late to answer, and saw the old bat driving a cool Batmobile, crashing into a wall with a bang, and the tail lights disappeared in a flash.

"Extraordinary, my bicycle is not willing to hit it like this, the chaebol really deserve to die!"

This time Lynn finally knew how to step on the entrance.

"Is this your superpower, jojo?"

Standing in front of the big hole that the Batmobile slammed into the air, Lynn saw a nice moon.

Well, it's not a waste of money.

Anyway, he opened a new road for Gotham, and dragged the old bat to his side by the way.

"Next, it's time to find Zha Kang."

Crawling out of the chest-high hole, Lynn put the sleeping kitten on top of his head and rode on his bicycle.

"Ride, ride to the edge of the city!"

Just when Lin En finally rode to the edge of the city and was about to go into the city to find a house to sleep in, the red and blue lights flashed alternately, and two dazed big blocks intercepted Lin En.

Judging from their expressions, they knew Lynn, and it seemed that they didn't want to meet Lynn.

"That...Mr. Lynn..."

A police officer mechanically took out a pair of silver bracelets from his back waist, and said awkwardly: "...This...is all given by Director Gordon..."

Lin En scratched his head and opened his mouth wide: "Damn... trough... You are really serious..."

"This...we don't want to..."

The policeman was about to cry.

"Okay, then, where are you going to send me?"

"Uh... Director Gordon said it was... Arkham..."

"Come on. Handcuff."

Kacha~
Lynn, you got your wish.

　Hey, this chapter is 4400, try it, if it doesn’t work, change it to 2000 two thousand tomorrow

　
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