Can you retire today?

After leaving the space station and returning to Gotham, Bruce sat in the Batcave in a daze, with some information about the Joker in front of him.

To be honest, although there are a bunch of materials, there is nothing substantial.Where the other party came from, what experience they had in the past, what they did before, and even the real name of the other party, they were completely ignorant.

He remembered the time he fought against the clown, the clown's last specious words made Bruce suspect that the other party might have guessed his identity, but he didn't know anything about the clown.

Originally, a captor is relatively passive, and the unequal information makes Bruce even more passive when facing the clown.

Possibly because of the founding of the Justice League, he's often recalled his experiences in the other world recently.

Recalling the heroic and exciting Diana in that world, recalling the fierce-looking Clark in that world, recalling the somewhat old Batman in that world, and recalling what Batman said to him in that world...

"And what do you know, courage, determination, perseverance, persistence...doesn't mean success!"

"Do you think you can succeed?"

"Facts have proved that criminals are like weeds, once cut, another stubble will grow."

"You know what, we're just normal people."

"You saw our fight, if it wasn't for Superman..."

"Yeah, we resurrected Superman, because without Superman, we wouldn't have..."

……

"You are also my pride."

In the past, when he was young, he vehemently refuted the other party's words about self-doubt, but now he couldn't help but doubt himself, maybe the other party was right.

And I am not the pride of the other party at all, I am just another loser.

Night patrols day after day, black and white reversed, and abnormally chaotic schedules put Bruce's body and spirit under double test.He's not Clark, who just needs some sun to fill him up.He wasn't Diana, and with his demigod physique, Diana wouldn't feel any discomfort even if she didn't eat, drink or sleep.Nor is he Barry, Hal, Hawkgirl, or Ron, who have their own superpowers.

He's just a human being, a human being in flesh and blood.

And Gotham is full of devils and devil followers.

Bruce was confused for a moment, because he couldn't see hope, and couldn't see the way to the future.

He couldn't help but think of Clark, the Clark of his own world.The other party is like a little sun, even if you don't do anything, just standing there will give people warmth and hope.

And what about Batman?Batman is like darkness, he can scare criminals, but he can't bring light to Gotham.

Dick is fine, he's kind of like Clark, but he's too young now, and even if he's an adult, Bruce won't put the burden of Gotham on him, and Gotham doesn't have that much time anymore.

Thinking of the three-year agreement with Lei Xiaogu, Bruce was full of uncertainty.He has been taught by the other party, and he is very aware of the other party's strength and wisdom. He is not afraid, but he does not have much confidence.

When Bruce rarely bursts with confidence, a truly confident person will not prepare one plan after another.His confidence was also shattered after gunshots rang out at his ninth birthday party.He doubts others, and even more doubts himself.He looks at others, and more at himself.

He doesn't know where the future of Gotham is, and he doesn't know where his future is.

This alien invasion destroyed part of the Skynet system and allowed many dangerous criminals to escape, including the clown.

Bruce couldn't help but get a headache when he thought of the Joker.What should he do to deal with a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense?And the clown made big news last time, what about this time?

Bruce searched through various ways and methods, but found nothing. The other party seemed to have disappeared from the world, and Bruce, who knew nothing about the clown, could only wait passively.

Alfred came in with cookies and coffee, and saw Bruce sitting there in a daze.

Alfred put down the tray, and looking at the materials about clowns placed in front of Bruce, he couldn't help frowning.

"Master, are you bothered about the clown?" Alfred asked.

No one knows the clown's name, because he dresses up like a clown, so everyone calls him the clown.

The clown gave Alfred a bad feeling, and he could feel that Bruce seemed to be under a lot of pressure since the clown appeared.

Alfred doesn't know why the Joker has such a big influence on Bruce, and this influence has even been increasing.

But he had to admit that the clown was special. After living in Gotham for so many years, Alfred had seen many criminals of all kinds, but he had only seen one clown like this.

The other party's personality is unpredictable, his life experience is a mystery, he has no empathy, and is moody... He is like a kind of chaos and madness that is difficult to describe and summarize.

Most of all, he seemed to have his eye on Bruce, which Alfred couldn't bear.

"Alfred?" Bruce ended his dazed state. The reason why he was still in a daze after Alfred came was largely because of his trust in Alfred. Already vigilant.

"Master." Alfred pushed the tray towards Bruce, "Are you bothered about the clown?"

Bruce took a sip of his coffee, "I don't know, maybe."

Annoyed?Annoying indeed, but not all because of the Joker.

"Master, I don't seem to have told you about my past." Alfred looked at Bruce with a smile, with a trace of nostalgia on his face.

Bruce was really curious about this. Judging from some of Alfred's usual performances, the opponent's skills are not bad, and some skills are not possessed by ordinary people at all.But he trusted and respected his steward, so he didn't investigate or ask anything.

He knows that if he asks, the other party will most likely not hide himself, but it doesn't make any sense. If the other party is willing to speak, he is willing to be a qualified listener, but if the other party does not speak, he will remain silent.

Looking at Alfred's appearance today, he seemed to want to tell himself, so Bruce followed the other person's words and asked, "Yes, would you like to tell me?"

"I'm willing to help you." Alf said with a smile.

"I was a member of the British Special Forces, and after I left I started to travel the world, and in the process I met your father, Thomas Wayne. My family used to serve the Wayne family, but I I don't want to repeat the path my predecessors walked, but I never thought I would become a steward of the Wayne family after going around and around."

"Alfred, you are the best housekeeper!" Bruce didn't expect such a story, because when he was born, Alfred was already the housekeeper of the Wayne family.

"Thank you for your compliment." Alfred straightened his back. "My meeting with Master Thomas was due to a very dangerous incident. In the process, we almost survived. I don't know Telling the story will cloud your understanding of Master Thomas and me, but I must honestly admit that we killed more than one person in the process."

Alfred had killed people, both in the army and after his discharge, and Thomas was not a man of compassion.He is kind, responsible, and responsible, but he can also do it.Thomas didn't mind killing people when necessary.

He shouldn't have told a kid about some of his father's bloody past, but he wanted Bruce to know that killing people wasn't a never-ending thing to do.If there is a choice between grabbing Bruce injured and killing Bruce intact, Alfred chooses the latter.

He is very clear about what a good boy Bruce is, so he agrees that Bruce can sometimes use some thunderous means, which will not make people bad, but will only speed up the completion of some things.

He participated in battles during his military service, and he killed not only enemy soldiers but also some unarmed women and children.Not only because of the mountainous military orders and prohibitions, but also to protect their comrades in arms.Sometimes the enemy will take advantage of their sympathy for the weak and tie some guns on the opponent. If they can't make a decisive decision, their comrades will die.

"Alf..." Hearing this, Bruce already understood what the other party wanted to express, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

"Stop talking, I'm tired." He stood up and walked out, hoping to interrupt the other party's words.

"Why don't you choose once and for all, you won't have to be so tired in the future." Alfred didn't stop, he said what he wanted to say the most.

Bruce, who was walking out, stopped, he turned and looked at Alfred, "Why? For Gotham, for myself!"

"I'm not brave at all, I can't bear the inner torture after killing!" Bruce stood there, staring at Alfred with his steel blue eyes.

Alfred shook his head, "We all know that you are brave enough..."

"So!" There was some anger in Bruce's eyes, "Because I'm brave, so I have to accept this, so I have to do this! I..."

Bruce didn't want to get angry with Alfred, so he didn't continue to vent, "Alph, I love Gotham, I love her more than I love myself, Gotham doesn't need a murderous Batman."

"You love Gotham, you put Gotham ahead of yourself, so what is Wayne to you?" Alfred asked.

He wasn't questioning that Bruce didn't love the surname Wayne, he just hoped that Bruce could love himself more.Sometimes he'd rather Bruce be a selfish guy who only loves himself than scarred for someone else.

"All my love for Gotham comes from him." Bruce answered his attitude towards Wayne.

"..."

Alfred lost his voice for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"We were wrong." At this moment, he began to regret that when Bruce rejected Gotham when he was a child, he and Thomas told Bruce what Gotham meant to Wayne.

Bruce easily understood the meaning of Alfred's words, "Alfred, you are right, I was wrong in the past, you taught me to be a qualified Wayne."

He walked up to Alfred, "Believe me, we are on the right path now." In fact, he didn't know whether it was right or not, but compared to killing people, it was right now.

"If this is the way you want to go, I will accompany you all the way." At this moment, Alfred gave up the idea of ​​persuading the other party once and for all. He had never been so clearly aware of the difference in Bruce.Bruce is too brave and too fragile, Bruce is as brave as he is fragile.

Because of his bravery, he chose the most difficult path, and because of his fragility, he could only take this path.

This road is too difficult and rough, this road is full of principles and bottom lines, this road will be questioned and framed by the world, but this is the road Bruce chose.

"All the time?" Bruce repeated the two words, "Are you willing to walk with me all the time because I belong to Wayne's bones and blood?"

Bruce looked very calm, but there was eager anticipation and slight rejection hidden in his eyes.

Alfred looked directly into Bruce's eyes, as if swearing: "I just choose to work for a great and noble soul."

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