Bat family's cub is lost

Arthur: "I saw another evil version of me, what's going on."

"We've seen it too, some other evil version of us," Green Arrow spread his hands, "Don't worry, I think this other Batman will give us an explanation."

"They're not evil," Batman paused. "They're just too scared, or Superman's strength made them believe he was right, and then slowly lost their point of view. That's not their fault."

"Take care of me, is there someone to talk to me?" Wearing full-body shackles on his hands, an induction bomb on his neck, and an electric shock lock on his ankles, the suspicious person who appeared unexpectedly was tightly bound Palmer, who was thrown in the corner and had his cloak removed forcibly, made a boring sound.

"Aw—" The big hand turned into the green lantern ring flicked his head, Palmer wailed and fell to the ground, "I think I was seriously injured, and I need to join you to get better."

The hand turned into Lantern Ring poked his forehead again, "Don't even think about it," Green Lantern leaned back in his chair, "Keep quiet, kid, or you may be thrown into jail for eavesdropping on secrets later."

"I thought there was supposed to be only the Justice League from another universe, so who is this?"

Green Arrow looked at the person walking in with surprise, "Luther? Why are you here?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not like the Luthor of your universe," Lex Luthor said, walking to the table. "I never liked to break the law, nor did I like to find some high-sounding excuses for my actions. In fact, Superman There is no doubt that his best friend is funding the rebellion."

"Wait, wait," Palmer sat up and looked at Batman in shock, "Are you bankrupt? No money?"

Batman ignored him and continued: "Luthor is on our side and can be trusted. Superman's behavior has aroused some people's dissatisfaction, politicians, reporters, etc. Some people choose to help us secretly, Luthor and them More or less, he provided financial and technical support for the insurgency."

"Oh—" Palmer let out an exaggerated wail, and said with a sad face, "So Batman is now swiping Lex Luthor's card to keep it going? That's really bad news, and there's nothing worse than having no money. To be honest, I still hope that if I call you dad, maybe I will have the qualifications to inherit your inheritance."

"Are you serious kid?" Green Lantern turned and lay on the back of the chair to look at him, and tapped his head, "Maybe you should take a look at his head, even if he is not bankrupt, you have little chance."

"Hey, don't say that, wouldn't you be tempted when you encounter a good thing that you can earn more than a billion dollars for nothing if you recognize your father?"

Green Lantern looked at Green Arrow, and then at Arthur. One of these two is also a rich man, and the other is a rich man, and the goddess obviously doesn't worry about money.He scratched his face, thinking about his rent arrears, and finally shrugged. "Okay, I admit, it sounds attractive."

"Are you trying to hit me?" Palmer blinked into Batman's scowling gaze, which was normal, and he'd get annoyed if someone kept saying nonsense while he was talking.So he asked again, "Are you angry? The kind that makes you want to hit me."

"No." Batman warned in a low voice, "but don't make fun of this kind of thing again, there won't be a next time."

"Superman exposed my identity and froze all the assets of Wayne Technology, so that the identity of Bruce Wayne can no longer appear in people's vision." This is to explain why Luther's financial support is needed.Those of you here from the alternate universe of the Justice League will know sooner or later, and sharing it now will save them problems later on.

But Palmer's focus is no longer here. He squinted his eyes and looked at Batman. After a long while, the members of the Justice League from another universe almost jumped up as soon as he opened his mouth. "So how much family have you lost?" He watches Batman's expression, even if he doesn't. "It seems that there are not many left, which is really sad."

"Bang!" Palmer was pushed against the wall by his collar, "Who the hell are you?" Batman stared into his eyes, and asked very oppressively, "You are playing some very unpleasant Idea, what are you thinking? What are you trying to do?"

Luthor crossed his hands, "Don't get too excited, Batman, calm down." He signaled Batman to let go of Palmer, and then asked carefully, "I've been wanting to ask since before, who are you and why are you here? You don't seem to harbor any malice, so what exactly is your purpose?"

"Purpose." Palmer's voice was a little hoarse when he was blushing. He raised his face and smiled. "Actually, there is no purpose. I am a mercenary in my world, a freelancer. It's for the money. Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, obviously pays my commission more than a farm boy."

Batman stared at him for two seconds and said coldly, "Lie."

"Okay, but this reason still accounts for such a small proportion," Palmer curled his lips unsurprisingly, "It's actually because I don't like Superman, and I just want to turn his head away. But there are too many people around him Now, the reckless behavior of one person rushing upwards is not appropriate, so I need an organization."

"Falling into hell was an accident, but coming here is premeditated." He leaned against the wall and looked up, the face under the black mask looked extremely serious.There was no sign of trust or comfort in his gaze or expression, but he rarely felt relaxed.The corners of Palmer's mouth twitched slightly, "If Superman no longer represents justice, then Batman will definitely stand opposite him, pull him back or prevent him from making mistakes, and I believe it's the same in reverse. So, I just need to find Just find out where Batman is."

Batman asked, "What are your abilities?"

"Thinking? It's a bit complicated to explain," Palmer replied honestly. "I can teleport or construct something that I understand the principle. I can do it. It's more difficult to convey messages to others through brain waves. You can also try to distort people's perception, but it is a little more difficult." Half-truth, half-false, mostly concealment.

Luther nodded slightly to Batman, and the two exchanged something with their eyes, and Batman backed down. "You can enter the probationary period," Luthor said. "If you are really like what you said, then after the probationary period, you are welcome to join this little league."

So Palmer finally had a seat to sit down, and the chain and handcuffs were removed, leaving only the bomb around his neck and anklets, which was a relief.

The meeting got down to business again.

"Can't you tell us in advance when you call us? We are very busy." Green Arrow was a little dissatisfied.

"Nuclear bomb, I know." Luther continued, "For some reason, your transfer prevented it from detonating."

Neptune's eyes widened, "How could you—"

"I have been observing your world, especially the four of you. Compared with our world, I believe you know why."

Batman took Luther's words and continued: "I have a weapon, made of kryptonite, that can defeat Superman, but it needs your fingerprints to help unlock it."

"If you need it," Palmer raised his hand enthusiastically, "I still have a kryptonite armor manufacturing map here, which comes from another world where Superman and Batman broke up, and I can draw it directly for you later. "

"No, I have done research on this, but the kryptonite left is not enough to support the power system of the armor."

"Then what about the artificial kryptonite plan? Do you want to think about it?" Palmer smiled and rolled his eyes, and then got a firm answer after Batman's thoughtful gaze, "No."

"Wait, kryptonite weapons? What are you talking about?" Green Lantern slapped the table accusingly, "If you're going to kill him, what's the difference between you and him?"

"I didn't say it was going to kill him," Batman said, "just incapacitating, comatose at most, that's all."

Palmer echoed the applause, "It's quite a merciful approach." This undoubtedly made Batman raise his danger level again in his heart. A person who sounds like he is not stingy about killing people may turn against him.

The first mission came quickly, and the people on Superman's side made a lot of noise, and the Harley Quinn sent a distress signal.

"Contact all possible forces, I understand," Palmer nodded, then blinked, "Can I join this operation?"

The rescue location was not far away, the clown gang and Superman's troops were fighting together, and the clown had just knocked down a man in uniform to the ground.Coupled with the addition of Batman and the others, the battle situation soon became one-sided.

Hawkwoman swayed away from Neptune's attack and grabbed the downed man, "We are outnumbered, let's go."

"Let's go like this?" Palmer clasped his fingers together at his temples, and Hawkwoman, who blasted through the wall and tried to fly away, crashed into the passage that suddenly appeared.The exit of the tunnel opened in front of Green Lantern, and Hawkwoman was stunned by him as soon as he flew out.

"What was that just now?" Green Lantern wrote Palmer's previous two moves in the temple, "Is it a sign of your ability?"

"No, just because it looks cool."

After tying up Hawkwoman and the young man, Palmer squatted beside them and looked at them, "Is this considered to scare the snake?"

"Maybe, but it's always going to happen." Batman walked beside him, and Harley Quinn came from the other side, "Thank you for coming so fast, Bat."

There was also a person that he didn't want to see, "Hey, does anyone here want to eat sea pancakes?" The clown walked over swaggeringly.

"Joker!" Wonder Woman cut his hands behind his back fiercely, which made him exaggerate, "Wow, what's going on? Do you hate sea pancakes?"

"Harry, what are you doing, why is he here?" Batman asked Harley Quinn.Palmer also narrowed his eyes slightly, but he soon relaxed again, "It looks like he came from another world, and he didn't come alone." He clapped his hands and stood up, "Where is Batman?"

"Isn't it right in front of your eyes?" The Joker pointed to Batman with his remaining finger, "It's the big one right there."

"You know what clown I'm talking about," Palmer said with a smile, "I can make you speechless for the rest of your life. I guess you won't like this, so can you cooperate?"

"I don't like threats like that, oops—" The Joker groaned because of the woman's movements, "Well, that winged friend you just caught took Batman, my Batman, we Batman."

"Batman has been captured, we have to rescue him." Green Lantern said urgently.

Batman looked at him. "To set your Batman free, we must complete our mission."

"I like tasks, so what should I do." Harley Quinn asked happily.

"It's your job to keep a low profile. You're the ones they're aiming for as soon as you show up."

Palmer didn't care about finishing the aftermath and assigning tasks. At this time, he became too quiet and silent.It lasted until the evening, while others carried out their tasks, and Palmer, who was still in the inspection period, needed to stay at the base.

Another way of thinking, this is an obvious temptation.Both Hawkwoman and the young man on Superman's side are locked up in the base.It is up to Palmer to choose to let them out quietly, cooperate with the inside and outside to attack the base, or stay honest and perform the housekeeping mission.Apparently, Batman still doesn't have much trust in him.

Palmer sat on a chair and calmly flipped through the materials within his authority, and slowly expanded his mind, bringing a large circle around the base into the monitoring range.Looking at it, the words on the document seemed to be moving, and demons danced wildly on the paper, mocking his cowardice and inaction.

Palmer suddenly felt a little stuffy and wanted to find a place to breathe.

When he came to the rooftop, there were already people there, Luther and someone he didn't know.The unknown person found him, said a few words to Luther, and left.So, now only he and Luther were left on the rooftop.

"What are you doing up here, to admire the moon?"

Palmer walked up to him, "Maybe he wanted to take advantage of the weak defenses in the base and take advantage of the opportunity to kill you to claim credit for Superman."

"Then you wouldn't say such things."

"Okay," Palmer breathed out, put his hands in his pockets, and rubbed his toes against the ground, "I actually want to ask you some questions about Batman. Is that young man someone he knows?" ? He looked at him a little, uh," he thought for a while, "weird?" He wasn't sure if his words were accurate.

Luther answered irrelevantly, "Why do you want to know about Batman? I thought you would ask about Superman, or about other things." He turned his head and looked at Palmer, "You seem to be a little too much about Batman focus on."

"Maybe it's because of Superman that I've heard in hell from your Arrow," Palmer sighed. "There's really nothing to say about Superman. The trust in his own strength or to protect his teammates, he seldom actively avoids those attacks. Maybe that's why he fell into the trick of the clown."

"People will go blind looking at the sun, too much light will make them easy to destroy, and Superman will be defeated by fear and self-blame. This is not an incredible thing in my opinion." This may sound cruel, but Really from Palmer's real thoughts, "That's why the good guys are always more vulnerable than the bad guys."

This is also a cruel and cruel reality that people have no choice but to face.

"A very incisive answer," Luther applauded, "but you still haven't said why you pay so much attention to Batman."

"Because he looks like my dad, super secure?" Before finishing speaking, Palmer laughed himself, "Just kidding."

"The reason is probably because I was born in Gotham. Although the nights in Gotham are dangerous, but after we have Batman, everything becomes better. Because justice will not fall from the sky, but bats may fall Hero and Robin."

"When the bat light illuminated the night sky of Gotham," Palmer raised his head, closed his eyes, opened his hands to the moon, and gave a small wow, "I regarded him as a religion."

The author has something to say: In fact, sometimes I feel that Bu Yichao is just like a child, and he blames the master for all his faults, as if this can erase what he has done.

As for not killing clowns, I haven't heard that it is wrong for a person to obey the law and not kill people.

Is it sweet?Isn't it sweet?Directly caught Eagle Lady and Damian that brat.