Schizophrenia

Ansang was lying on the tall building with the wooden warehouse in his hand, with the radio beside him, and the policemen surrounding the main entrance of Arkham Hospital could be seen in the scope at this moment: "Remember what you promised me, Pennyworth."

"Of course I remember, Mr. Magician." Unlike Jacob who was lying on the ground, behind the magician stood an English-style butler who didn't fit in with the surroundings, and his tone was a little stiff.

"Boss, that's all." A short man put the package beside Jacob, "Do you need me to do anything else?"

"No, let's go." Jacob took out a roll of banknotes from his pocket and threw it over. "Oh, there is indeed one. When the kitten finds you, give this to her." He fumbled in his pocket, then changed his right hand pocket, "Huh? Where did I put the keys?"

"Miss Kyle?" The little follower was at a loss, "Looking for me?"

"No, no, you'd better go find Ivy, it's the same if you give her something to turn a corner. Aha, here." He took out a pendant from his pants pocket and threw it over, "She knows what to do." After speaking, he turned over again and lay down on the ground, staring at the scope intently, and stopped talking.

"That's the pendant of Young Master Jacob." A Fu watched the little follower leave the roof, and asked the concentrating magician, "You found Young Master Jacob, right?"

"Well, I found it." The magician said in a relaxed tone, "It's already dead."

"I still don't understand." Afu paused, looking at the closed door of Arkham, "Why do you care so much about Master Bruce? I can see that you are not motivated by the interests you said to him at all. It's more like what you expect from him."

"Oh, as expected of Ah Fu~" the magician said briskly, "I can see so many things."

"Why do you want Master Bruce to realize that Young Master Jacob is dead?" Afu looked at the magician's back, "It seems that your purpose from the beginning to the end is just to let Master Bruce realize that his brother is not there Yes. You know Young Master Jacob, right?"

"As you said, I have high expectations for him~" The magician smiled, and instead of answering Ah Fu's question, he changed the topic, "You know, there are not many such interesting young masters... Hey, come out Gordon, huh?" The voice was a bit puzzled, "Why is he the only one?"

"Is Master Bruce not there?" Afu picked up the scope that the magician gave him before and looked over.

"That's not Gordon, absolutely not." In the future, he will focus on fighting the little bat for more than ten years, and he also knows something about the policeman who cooperates with the little bat.Calm and airy, not afraid of power, the important thing is that apart from traditional Chinese medicine, I have never seen him smile so strangely, like another person...

"Ah, Mudface." He came back to his senses, "Your young master is in trouble." He adjusted the direction of the ammunition, aimed at the window of Arkham and started to shoot directly.The sound of metal bullets falling to the ground interrupted Ah Fu's roar: "Are you crazy? What are you doing? Magician?"

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," the magician showed a cheerful expression, "I'll just say, why Arkham was rebuilt is because of me~" As he spoke, he reloaded and continued to shoot.While shooting, he let out a cheerful laugh: "Haha, I knew it must be interesting to do so."

"Let me look for it. Where's my shotgun?" A very inconspicuous tumbling picked up a large package from the side and flipped it over.

"Master Bruce hasn't come out yet!" Ah Fu grabbed the magician's arm, "What are you going to do?"

"Bruce, Bruce, can you stop for a moment!" The magician raised his head reluctantly, but the movement of loading and unloading in his hands didn't stop, "I'm serious, Bruce is so good, you can't stop talking about it." Loading, setting up the bracket on the ground, aiming, and firing, all with one hand from the beginning to the end, but Ah Fu noticed that some of the parts were completely controlled by a strange force and jumped up automatically.

"You are envious of Master Bruce." Ah Fu has seen many people, but he has never seen such a twisted magician, but it does not delay him to speculate on the opposite.In fact, the magician is much easier to guess than he expected. Although he doesn't know why, the other party has a different kind of tolerance for Bruce.

"What do I envy him for? He lost his younger brother, his parents died, he murdered his younger brother. What else does he have besides you?" The magician's tone was sarcasm, "Oh, and his unattainable dream. dream."

"How do you know!" Ah Fu's tone suddenly changed, "Master Bruce has a younger brother." He noticed that the other party repeated the word 'Brother' twice, obviously not simply pointing to the outside world. The only young master Jacob who knew was the child who died before he could open his eyes and had no name yet.

"A magician is omnipotent." The magician's tone was still brisk.But only he knows what he thinks in his heart: "Look, he has nothing, why should I be envious."

"At least he still has me, and dreams." A Fu said, the magician did not know when he loaded the gun, and the sound of metal falling could only be heard on the roof, "It's fine if I stay with him. I will stay with Master Bruce until the day he doesn't need me."

"And you, Mr. Magician, what do you have?" When the other party emphasized that he didn't envy, Afu knew he had guessed right, "No one knows where you came from, Master Bruce said you were a People. You may be smart, you may have a superior IQ, and you may have all kinds of weird abilities, but what else? What else do you have?"

[You may have a superior IQ and be able to control people's hearts, but what else?What else do you have? ] Batman grabs his hand, blood dripping down his face.In the flames, he could see the tense muscles under the broken armor of the other party, and the scars all over, many of which were added by him: [You have nothing, magician. 】

"You don't have anything, Mr. Magician." Ah Fu's words seemed to follow the man's and said to him.

【You are looking at another you through me. ] Batman grabs him, and the other hand grabs the beam.Hanging the weight of two people, he could feel that the other's hand was a little loose: [As a magician, you may have nothing, but as Jacob, you have a lot, a whole group, a brother and relatives, and likes your people. 】

【Jack, don't lie to yourself.Have you ever imagined what kind of person you would be if you grew up safely and had a goal you could fight for.You love Dick because in him you see yourself as a child, smart and curious about everything. 】

【Jack, I want to make amends, please give me a chance. 】Batman looked at him, and through the pair of non-mechanism white night goggles, he saw the other person's expression strangely, 【And Dick, he misses you very much too.You're my brother, Jack, whoever you want to be, live.anyway……】

"Anyway, I love you."

"...What?" Ah Fu was interrupted, noticing that the magician stopped shooting.The policemen in front of the Arkham gate also seemed to have noticed the situation here, they evacuated the Arkham gate, and were driving towards this side: "Magician, Master Bruce and Lucius haven't come out yet."

"Ah Fu," the magician stopped his hands and stood up, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

"What? Of course I did. Now is not the time to talk about it, Magician! Master Bruce hasn't..."

"I don't understand," the magician interrupted Alfred, "why does Bruce want Jacob to come home so much? They're nothing, and he said it himself, 'You're not a Wayne after all,' didn't you?" Turning his head to look at Ah Fu, his eyes were rarely blank, "But he wants to save Jacob, why?"

"Of course he damnably wants to save Young Master Jacob, that's his younger brother!" Ah Fu was already a little annoyed, "Now, you go and save Master Bruce, or our deal will be cancelled." He knew The magician is unbelievable, he only thought of this person the moment he left the Gotham Police Station after seeing a ghost.

"Then why did he turn a blind eye to his biological brother?" The magician turned to look at him with some doubts, "That is his biological brother, that is his blood. How sad should he be to be abandoned like this? The hatred of being imprisoned, the pain that no one cares about, and the despair." He touched his heart.

He couldn't forget the day when the court ended, Thomas looked at Batman's eyes when he left protecting him, and he roared angrily in the sea of ​​flames: "He will eventually abandon you, just like abandoning me. He even gave up on me. I don't care, why do you care about you, a bastard with unclear blood?"

"My biological brother?" Ah Fu's expression became complicated in an instant, "Is he still alive?"

"I don't understand, Ah Fu, I don't understand." The magician lowered his head, "Shouldn't bloodline be more important? Why would he give up on him for me, fight with Damian for Dick, and save you..." Suddenly Choking, the magician who realized what he said suddenly stood up and took a step back.

"Emotions, huh, feelings." He has long been obliterated this kind of emotion, his over-developed brain has obliterated his mood swings, all he can do is simulation and theoretical inference.But this inference, in the case of Bruce Wayne, is always wrong, never right.

"What did you just say?" Ah Fu felt that he had heard something wrong.

"Ah Fu," the magician took off the mask, and a handsome face appeared in Ah Fu's sight, "Do you want me to save him?" There was a smile and temptation in the light blue eyes, "Order I'm going to save him, order me to do everything I can, to save him, even if I kill other people, save Bruce."

"What?" Ah Fu didn't understand the thinking of the magician, let alone accept that the magician was just a young man in his early twenties.

"Order me!" The magician's voice suddenly grew louder, threatening.

Subconsciously, Ah Fu repeated: "I order!"

"That's right!" The magician laughed, as if he had found something very important, "That's right, for the sake of blood, I can do anything. I don't mind other people's feelings, and I don't care if it's stained with blood This is what I want!" The magician glanced at Ah Fu and jumped off the building.