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"Boom-"

"Hey!"

Jason covered his head, and his little friend slowly withdrew his hand, hating iron for being weak: "Are you stupid!"

The little boy snorted, "I wasn't stupid before, but I was knocked stupid by you just now."

"I also said that I was not stupid before. Not stupid, you are an extrajudicial sanctioner!" Even if the girl rolled her eyes, it was a beautiful one, "You want to be an extrajudicial sanctioner because you want to ignore the law and punish criminals Right."

The boy who was still in the second stage of middle school had a very serious face: "Yes, I am willing to bear the guilt and let those criminals know that even if they escape the law, there are still people who can punish them."

"Even if you kill someone?"

"I don't care."

Misty poked him in the face: "Aren't you stupid? There is no crime to bear, isn't it good to be a policeman?"

Jason was stunned: "Police?" He never thought about it, or rather, never thought about it.

"Come on, let me show you some news." Misty sat cross-legged, and when Jason sat next to her, she opened the web page, "Here, a Florida man with a mental illness, with a hand|gun standing in front of his house, was shot by his neighbor Called the police. After the police ordered him to put down his weapon, he did not obey, but said to the police: just come on. Then, the police shot him dead on the spot. The man did not shoot the whole time, but the incident was classified as suicide after investigation.”

Jason was dumbfounded.

"Also, a certain man shoplifted and was chased by the police. He brandished a steak knife and said to the police: Hit me, hit me. After the warning was invalid, he was shot dead by the police. After investigation, the incident was classified as suicide."

"Or look at this example. The police asked a mentally ill patient with a knife to put down the knife, but the other party ignored him. The police used a taser gun on him. After the other party fell to the ground, the police cautiously did not approach him. Carefully observed that the man was indeed twitching. , he approached slowly and repeatedly asked him to throw away the murder weapon. Then, the man stood up and approached the police with a knife. The police fired 11 shots, 8 of which hit the head. After investigation, the incident was classified as a suicide.”

Seeing that Misty was about to continue giving examples, Jason stopped her: "Wait, wait." He couldn't understand, "You want me to be a similar policeman who can enforce the law with reasonable violence? But such a policeman will only cause Let’s panic. And, is it defined as suicide? Isn’t that confusing black and white?”

"Suicide by police, have you heard of it?"

"Suicide through the police? What do you mean?"

"Suicidebypolice refers to people deliberately making threatening actions with the intention of provoking a fatal reaction from law enforcement officers. It is called 'suicide assisted by the police'. Those who are judged as suicidebypolice do not need to bear legal responsibility." The Misty demon whispered, "Do you think the clown will continue to attack you after you give the warning?"

"Dickie Bird—I mean, Dick, he never told me that the police could do that." Jason swallowed, restraining his heart: "But, that's violent law enforcement..."

He wants to be an extrajudicial sanctioner, but he only intends to use violence against the villain!And what Michelle told him, those policemen are simply scumbags!

"Your elder brother... According to what you said, he is a relatively kind person. If he encountered those mental patients, he would definitely choose to try his best to take away their weapons and control them." Misty spread her hands, "So, he must I don’t agree with the violent law enforcement by those policemen, how can I tell you.”

Jason nodded.Dick was indeed that kind of character, he even blamed himself for not being able to save the criminal's life, and this criminal, in the legal sense, belonged to the kind that deserved to die.

Misty: "Jay, little Golden Fleece, don't you have confidence in yourself? Do you think you're a violent law enforcement officer?"

Jason shook his head subconsciously.

The girl smiled, put her hands on his shoulders, her eyes sparkled: "So, go be a policeman! If the clowns come out to make trouble, you can exercise your right of self-defense, and the court will acquit you. If the other side Just ordinary people, with your skills, you can subdue them before they draw their guns, right?"

Jason was thoughtful: "They are mentally ill, and the law cannot punish them, but the police's power to maintain law and order can just restrain them—using privileges to restrict privileges?"

Misty snapped her fingers: "Yes. Think about it, after you entered the GCPD, the clown appeared and disrupted public safety. After you warned him, he didn't listen to you..."

Jason eagerly took the words, speaking quickly: "I can shoot him!"

"Yes. And, you will have limited immunity, and you don't have to worry about being prosecuted for the decision you make in a dangerous situation, even if you are mentally ill by shooting."

After learning about the situation in Gotham, Misty deeply felt that if any righteous policeman in Gotham had the strength of Batman, then there would really be no villains.Speaking of the law, it is legal for the police to kill criminals, and it is said that they are seeking personal revenge. Ask the Penguin if he dares to seek revenge from Batman?

Jason wanted to become an extrajudicial sanctioner, but because he wanted to become the sword of Damocus on the criminal's head. Since the police could do it, he had no time to stand on the opposite side of the old man.

"You're right, I'm really stupid." Jason clutched his chest, feeling ups and downs here, "I will never compromise with violence and crime, I will never abuse force, and I will never accept bribes."

"Michelle, my friend." His eyes were burning, "If, I mean, if, I make power into a dictator, when law enforcement is a trial, go astray, wake me up if you can I, if you can’t wake me up, you must be arrested and brought to court.”

"Why me?" Misty wondered, "I thought you would choose Batman as the fence to prevent you from falling."

Jason: "Robin is the rein that prevents Batman from falling, and vice versa. However, Batman is actually very soft-hearted, and he has his principle of not killing. If I lose control, he will never be able to completely stop me, He can't do anything to me. So, I need your help."

Actually, Misty didn't know if Batman could do it, but she bet with Jason's ass that Bruce would definitely do it.

When they went back, it was really just in time for Jason's funeral. There was no corpse, only the grave.

Then Jackie flew out happily, and Misty could feel it, although Uncle Bruce immediately hugged Jason and told him how he lost and found it, and when the joy passed, Jason would definitely be beaten.

For the sake of a good friend, let her help...

Misty looked at the timing and said angrily, "Uncle Bruce, why didn't you reply to my text message!"

Bruce immediately understood what she wanted to express, with an embarrassed expression: "Honey, I'm sorry, I thought you were trying to hide me with white lies."

The girl glared at him: "Such a lie is too idiotic. If Jason hadn't been in a coma for four days, I wouldn't even say that he was traveling abroad with me."

Bruce froze and looked at Jason.

So, it was because he was in a coma that he didn't report his safety to his family?

Jason was inexplicably looked at by Bruce: "Why?"

Bruce patted Jason's head, "It's okay." To prevent similar situations from happening again, use all the new Robin suits and previous ideas.

Jason didn't know why, but suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Jason tentatively said, "Bruce, I want to be a policeman."

He thought that Bruce would refuse. After all, he heard that when Dick wanted to choose his own path, Bruce also had immature obstructions - out of his desire to control twisted by caring for his relatives.However, Bruce just nodded: "Okay." He asked: "Are you going to the police academy, or directly into the GCPD internship?"

Bruce is so easy to talk to? !Jason looked at him in shock: "Do you approve of my behavior?"

Bruce was very calm: "Why don't you run away from home again, and I'll hold another funeral for you?"

"I'm sorry, Bruce..." Jason hugged him gently.

Bruce: "I have only one request, you must wear the combat uniform I improved for you."

The young little Jaybird is nothing compared to the insidiousness of the big bat, full of guilt, and the boy who said yes has never thought about how many monitors, locators, and life-sensing devices his old father has installed in his new battle suit...

After the richest man in Gotham donated a large amount of medical supplies and weapons to the police station, his second son was able to airborne GCPD.Misty came to say goodbye to Jason: "I think we were too small to fight before. I will train marksmanship and physical reaction ability. After a while, let's continue to form a group."

Jason: "Wait for me." Holding the phone, he walked to the side.

Misty stood blankly—was there something wrong with her proposal?

The person Jason called was Bruce, telling him that Misty was going to practice marksmanship and skills, and urged the old father: "Bruce, you can call Batman to teach her! When she can't aim properly, you half hug her She, help her adjust the position of the gun from behind!" He understands it very well!It's all written in the novel!

Batman never carries a gun and kills with a gun, but he uses a gun.He taught all the spear skills of the Robins.

Bruce: "..."

Bruce: "...No, let her go."

"But, obviously she likes you, and you like her too!"

"The clown said he wanted to destroy her, but Chester was more able to protect her." Moreover, the clown had no way of chasing her to the distant kingdom.

"Damn clown." Jason cursed in a low voice, "He should be eaten by vicious dogs."

"Jay." On the other end of the phone, Gotham sweetheart teased, "Why does man's best friend have to bear such torture?"

Jason touched the new police gun on his waist, "What if the clown can't hurt anyone anymore?"

Batman calmly stated: "Without the current clown, the environment of Gotham will always have the opportunity to give birth to thousands of clowns."

"Jason, don't cross the line," he said.

"Okay, okay, Batpapa." Jason pretended to be impatient and hung up the phone. When he raised his eyes, in the reflection of the glass, his deep eyes leaped into the field of vision.

A new clown is born, then wait until the time comes.He always knew what he wanted to do.

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Just... the news is true.

When I first saw it, I thought it was very suitable for a madhouse→_→

Misty cited those examples not to hope that Jason would enforce the law violently, but to tell him that when a mental illness attacks a policeman, the policeman can shoot in self-defense and does not need to be held legally responsible—here, specifically referring to American policemen

I will never compromise with violence and crime, and I will enforce the law in a civilized manner, free from evil thoughts, fear and favor.I will never use force or accept bribes

——American police oath (according to the behavior of some police officers in the United States, just listen to this kind of thing.)