Win Wayne

Some things are just meant to happen.

For example, no matter how strict Batman is, crimes will always occur in Gotham, prisoners will always escape from prison in Arkham, and innocent citizens will always be affected and affected.

This is nothing more than a matter of chance—just like winning the lottery, you live in Gotham, even if you stay here for a short time, you participate in the calculation of the odds.

But the more unfortunate thing about Wendy is that she is not an ordinary Gotham person.

She is the daughter of the richest man in Gotham, very valued by her father, and notoriously fragile.

Compared with Bruce Wayne, who has been repeatedly kidnapped, intimidated, and faced death threats, but can still smile at the camera after being rescued the next day, and chat happily with the beautiful female reporter, she is simply the best target.

Well-known and influential enough, beautiful enough to make this tragedy full of shock, and easy enough to be caught.

Bruce has already been very cautious and strict in guarding her. When she travels, there are always bodyguards around her and in the dark. As long as he is free, he must pay close attention to Wendy.

But Batman belongs to all of Gotham.

When the alarm sounded by the Arkham riots summoned the Dark Knight, Bruce had to go to the battlefield to tie back the poison ivy, scarecrow and countless other villains who were trying to escape, and help the guards and the dean to re-establish order. By the time he finished his work, Wendy had already been tied up in the square by the clown.

Her side was full of explosives and inflammables, and the clown's crazy laughter resounded through Gotham through the speakers.

Robin's voice was full of fear in the headset: "Have you received the latest news about Batman? Sorry, I was distracted by the clown, and he caught Wendy...I'm still searching for his exact location, but this It's hard, his ability to hide his whereabouts is beyond my imagination..."

Bruce tasted the sweet taste of guilt and anger in his mouth.

"The clown has planted explosives all over the city. He didn't announce the exact location, but only Wendy's situation is public... I was maintaining order at Gotham Middle School, and it was also controlled by him, controlled by him with laughing gas The clown puppets are hidden among the students and teachers, and I am trying to identify them, but the effect is not good." Robin's voice hurried, "Are you still in Arkham? Come on, this riot is just a trick by the clown to distract you !"

The big screen shows the situation in the square, and it is the usual style of the clown. He is always willing to show Gotham and even the world his great criminal talent, spreading pain and fear.

Gotham TV's helicopter stopped at the best view, Wendy's face was in the center of the big screen, she was tied on a high platform, her cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of her lips were stained with blood.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma.

This is a Joker and Batman game.

"It's time for our favorite game again, dear Batman!" The Joker laughed brazenly, "Look, Gotham is in chaos because of me, beautiful chaos, our favorite chaos... yours When will the hero game end? I have prepared my favorite multiple-choice question for you—I hid explosives and inflammables in Gotham, and where are these little babies?"

"It's up to you to search, the best detective in the world!"

"Oh oh oh, of course, of course, I'm sure you must have noticed the little Wayne daughter, she's such a cute little guy...huh? Isn't she? She doesn't know at all when she sees Uncle Clown A lot of noise, my God! If she is so annoying, I really don't know how much patience I can have to let her be tied up alive..."

"What's her name? Wendy, right? She even tried to escape! What a lovely struggle!"

The clown's tone rose happily: "If Uncle Clown hadn't been busy playing games with Uncle Bat, she would have been treated more tenderly... She is very talented. It's unbelievable, she is nothing like Her father. Huh, boring Bruce Wayne. Isn't she really your daughter Bat? Uncle Clown kind of likes her."

"...Not much gossip, come on, Bat, find the bombs that are buried all over the city! As for Wendy, oh, I assure you, Batman, I don't know exactly when these explosives will be detonated . . . the unknown is the most beautiful thing."

Dick closed his eyes and opened them again, the clown's voice faded from his head, and he met Tim's gaze and smiled wryly.

"You must also know the general process of this matter. Those parts that have been made public. Bruce... He didn't go to rescue Wendy in the first place, but went to investigate the explosives hidden by the clown first."

Dick went over all the details in one stroke.

But Tim can still imagine how urgent the situation was, and how desperate and angry Batman and Robin were filled with.

"Anyway, as the public knows, at the last moment, the Joker didn't detonate the explosives in the plaza, but moved Wendy to another place that was a little more secluded... He hit the helicopter, so what happened next didn't was photographed."

"Bruce also didn't tell me what happened when he rescued Wendy. I was busy saving the teachers and students of Gotham Middle School."

"The only thing I know is...Wendy didn't suffer much physical torture. Although her allergies and phobias were already killing her. But the clown didn't beat her like he did to Jason," Dick said. That might be the only good news."

Tim knew the biggest bad news was coming.

He clenched his sweaty fingers, the aftereffects of staying up too late and pouring large amounts of espresso on an empty stomach made his throat constrict and his stomach churn.

He wanted to throw up, but nothing came out.

"The bad news is that Wendy inhaled too much laughing gas." Dick said, "It was the normal version first, and we speculated that the clown might have changed his mind again when things came to a head. This pervert... seems to really think that Wendy is very talented. "

A shiver ran up Tim's back.

He trembled uncontrollably.

"The clown might have done it impromptu, he thought—he wanted Wendy to be his assistant." Dick began to tremble when he said this, "I don't know what kind of reaction Wendy caught his attention, and Bat and I both I believe Wendy must have been -- she must have reacted unusually in this pain and crisis."

Tim remembered the counselor's evaluation.

She described "Wendy as aggressive", "tempered", "a liar", "unreliable, doesn't really love anyone", and "manipulative".

This kind of evaluation is completely different from Wendy's usual performance, but after thinking about it, it is so logical.

He didn't even feel much surprise, and he naturally accepted such Wendy.

"Wendy she... I love her. I've never loved Wendy like anyone else, she's different, she was the one who comforted me and was there for me after my parents passed away, she was the one who always made me feel guilty and Someone who wants to escape. She is my lover, once was. Until now I have not stopped loving her and running away from her."

"Since she unilaterally ended ... our relationship," Dick said, "I've never had a personal conversation with her."

"She represents to me every kind of mistake I've ever made."

"I've made every kind of mistake with her."

"I loved her company and tenderness, but then I gradually realized that she was not tender at all. Sometimes she made me feel that she was just taking out on me, that she was just using me to fight her pain. Does she love me? Even if only A little bit? How does she see me? What's she thinking? She's... she's more vulnerable than Bruce, which means she's harder to get at. All her emotions are inward, and she doesn't say anything. "

"I've never seen her cry. Or yearn for anything. She's ashamed to ask for help."

"She's ashamed to admit that she, too, has needs other than... other than intimacy."

Dick raised his head in pain, took a deep breath, and then said, "Wendy, she...she's extreme. She's selfish, and cruel. She's stubborn and crazy. I don't know what Bruce thinks, but she's not that kind of... You say one or two nice words, you tell her the truth, she will understand and forgive people."

"She's not tolerant at all. She's only going to get angrier and hate more, and she's the one who... has to have the upper hand and the initiative."

"I love her, I'm afraid of her. I think Bruce is the same," Dick said. "She's always out of our control, and we don't know what will happen when we pry her shell. When she was young We missed an opportunity, and that may be missed forever."

"Bruce wouldn't tell me what he saw when he arrived, but we all know what happened to him, Joker," Dick said. Dee inspired him, and he turned his therapist into Harley Quinn."

Tim said, "Laughing gas...contaminated her?"

"First the normal version, then the special version," Dick said. "We tried to neutralize the effect of the laughing gas, but we couldn't tell if she was affected more. It was only after the kidnapping that Wendy has indeed become more elusive."

"She doesn't have mood swings. At least you can't see it, and you can't feel it."

"We were only together when she was 14...the more I feared her and tried to make it up, the more I loved her," Dick said sadly. "I don't know. I couldn't say no to her. I was with her together, but wanted to run away from her."

Tim said: "Wendy used to sleepwalk, but she said she didn't remember it."

"I can't find the reason, it should be the sequelae of laughing gas. Sometimes she has a short-term amnesia, or her memory is confused, and sometimes she becomes unbelievably honest and happy."

"I saw her when she was picked up by the bat and she was smiling at me."

"She looked so happy," said Dick. "Unreasonably happy."

Bruce finally turned to the page of photos.

Wendy was hugged by Batman covered in blood, even her teeth were covered in blood.You can see the blood on her teeth because she's smiling, so bright and happy, she even reaches out and strokes Batman's jaw, those bloody hands leave a bright red on Batman's lips , like a grotesque smiley makeup.

He had long nightmares about it.