Bat family's cub is lost

Batman hasn't come back yet, but Superman has come and brought bad news. "I'm thinking that he might have the idea of ​​invading other worlds. He wants to find members of the Justice League from other worlds and bring them all over."

"I'm still not surprised by this," Palmer kept flipping through the documents and writing and drawing on them. He frowned and threw the documents in his hand onto a pile of documents on his right.The pile of documents has been piled tens of centimeters high, and according to the content, there are still five piles of documents like this piled up beside Palmer.

"The only unimaginable thing is that after the dictatorship implemented by Superman, almost all of his energy was devoted to consolidating the rule, physical oppression, and internal fighting. Like a child who accidentally knocked down a sand castle, While venting his anger, he tried to redeem everything he had lost."

Putting another signed document on the pile at his feet, Palmer calmly dropped two words, "Childish."

Luther picked up a nearby document that he had finished grading, flipped through it, and said, "I remember you mentioned hell before, would you mind explaining in detail?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask." Palmer didn't raise his head. "In short, according to heaven's standards, bastards who suddenly have a heart of dedication and sacrifice are more likely to go to heaven than ordinary people, so Your Arrows are in Hell, as are the people who died from the nuclear bombing of Metropolis. Maybe Lois and others are there, but I didn't meet them."

"By the way, due to the impact of nuclear radiation, the souls of the people seem to be muddled and abnormal." Palmer paused again, "There is one more thing, you may feel happier after hearing it." He looked up at Luther, "I also met the clown's soul, and completely lost him."

"Wow," Luther raised his eyebrows slightly, "this is really good news."

Palmer smirked and stuck out his tongue, "So if Batman really doesn't want to kill Superman, I think it's a good idea to throw him in hell. There's no sun but no kryptonite, no Joker, But he has everything he lost."

Neither of the two spoke again, and Luther left the conference room thoughtfully. He was probably really thinking seriously about the feasibility of Palmer's suggestion.

After correcting several documents and correcting several equipment parameter problems, Palmer put down his pen and let himself fall on the back of the chair, and slowly closed his eyes.After a long time, Xiao Xiao sighed and disappeared from the spot.

"Hello?" Palmer knocked on the door of the cell. The young man inside was already awake, but he just faced the wall and didn't speak.

"Are you wearing Nightwing's uniform? Are you his successor?" Palmer casually drew circles on the cell door. "A nightwing who wants to kill Batman sounds real. interesting."

"Batman is just a criminal!" The young man jumped up and pointed at Palmer viciously and said, "Shut your eyes kid, they make me want to blow your head off. Are you that guy's new kid? Haha , His eyesight is really getting worse."

"His eyesight is really getting worse," Palmer choked his throat to imitate, with a playful expression on his face, "You know what this reminds me of? A man who complains that his father pays more attention to other children Jealous brat, trying to prove that he made the wrong choice not to pay attention to himself."

"Tell me, did you feel fulfilled when you killed Dick? Did you ever chuckle when he fell in front of you? You must have felt stupid when he chose to forgive you Can't you?"

Thanks to those complicated documents, he obtained a lot of clues.The killed Dick, Tim, Alfred, Oliver, Ron and Director Gordon were threatened by Atlantis to force Arthur to surrender.And the one that must not be forgotten, the person who took refuge in Superman, "Damian," Palmer said with a cold gaze.

"You're pissing me off," Damian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the kid he didn't care about, "but it's useless to me."

Palmer said softly, "Really?" Apart from his eyes, he looked almost too calm. "You are worse than I imagined." Let yourself be dominated by anger, impulsive, and act recklessly with your emotions, "It's too bad."

However, because of curiosity, he came to compete with an immature brat. Palmer turned around and twitched his mouth. He also became a little childish. This is not a good thing.

Leaving behind him with an uncertain expression, gnashing his teeth and wishing he could rush out and smash Damian, Palmer blinked, as if a guest had arrived.

Cyborg stood up and looked around. Before being teleported here, he, Flash, and Superman tried to pull back the partners who were teleported to another world through speed force and positioning.But looking at it now, the direction seems to be reversed.

He cautiously leaned against the wall, walked through the tunnel, and the faint voice in his ears became clearer as he moved.

"The Lex Group is replenishing equipment, but we lack manpower."

"What's up with that new kid, and how useful is he in bringing down Superman?"

"Maybe it will be of great help, but it still depends on the actual arrangement. Even if the chaos they created effectively distracted us from the clown group, it is too reckless and scattered to help in some ways."

Luther, and Deathstroke?

"what are you doing?"

The sudden sound startled Steel Bone, he erected the cannon barrel and fired in the direction of the sound.It didn't hit, and there was no one around him as if everything was his hallucination, but the commotion was enough to attract the attention of the two people in the conversation.

Seeing that hiding was useless, Cyborg jumped out and attacked Luthor and Deathstroke.

"You said it's safe here." Death Knell ducked away.

Luther also hid aside, "Obviously he didn't come in through a regular route, and it's really safe here." Patting the dust off his clothes, he straightened up calmly, "Look, our guards have arrived."

Steel Bone looked at the boy who suddenly appeared on guard. His weapon attacks were swallowed by the gadgets made by this guy. If he wanted to attack in close quarters, he would also be swallowed and reappear in place.It is obviously not wise to continue to attack blindly.

"who are you?"

"Palmer, code-named craftsman, a mercenary, is currently working here." Palmer said secretly: "Calm down, Mr. Cyborg, this is not your world, why don't you sit down and have a cup of afternoon tea together? Let's talk again?"

Cyborg clenched his fists, "I don't think I have anything to talk to you about."

"Relax, Cyborg."

"Batman?"

Seeing Batman and the others come back, Palmer wisely put away his abilities and stepped aside, "Hey, should I say welcome back? It seems that your mission has encountered a little twists and turns, but everything is going well?"

"As for you," Batman stopped beside Palmer, "I hope you can explain what you did in front of the prison in a while."

"Don't be so serious, Bat," Green Arrow patted Cyborg's arm with a smile, and said to him, "Anyway, welcome to your friend."

"Okay," Cyborg relaxed, "I missed something."

"It's a long story."

The arrival of Cyborg made it necessary for them to hold another meeting to sort out the current situation.As an erroneous person, Palmer was disqualified from the conference.Obviously, what he said in front of the prison not only angered Damian, but also made Batman, who had been monitoring him, full of anger.

He dared to say that if it wasn't for the special time, the high probability of what he suffered would be Batman's fist.

After briefly describing the current situation, Batman looked at Luther, "So, what did you get out of that man?"

"I thought you heard it all," Luthor knew who he was referring to, of course, "that young man was much more frank than we thought, and he almost answered every question. For this, I hope our Green Arrow is in hell The news that you're doing well will make you feel better."

"But he still has something to hide. It can be called excellent information gathering ability, outstanding talent in equipment design, although he has not shown it, he can see from his actions and demeanor that he has a good melee level and almost weird superpowers " Batman said coldly: "No one knows how much he has hidden. This is obviously a great hidden danger, and our actions cannot make any mistakes. No one can afford the price of failure."

"Looks like I can't convince you anymore," Luther sighed.

"So how about skipping this section for now?" Green Lantern interjected. "Like weapons, now that we've got the kryptonite, what do we do next?"

Cyborg suggested "perhaps bringing things back to our world, repairing them and bringing them back, that should save a lot of time."

"That makes sense," Green Lantern snapped his fingers, "Maybe we can bring our Superman along, he can be of great help."

"There's no time." Batman stood up suddenly, and he dragged the news being broadcast to the table of the conference table. The person in the video was Superman.

Palmer was currently at the highest point of the base, with his eyes closed and the wind blowing. Under the shielding device and the ability of twisted perception, almost nothing could detect him.

In a calm and highly concentrated situation, his consciousness was almost unhindered into the conference room below and listened to almost the entire meeting. Of course, he also heard Superman's speech in the video.

"Because of the accident that killed millions of people five years ago, his guilt and guilt have been tormenting him. Finally, he went crazy, he became the embodiment of chaos, the enemy of social peace and stability. But now, It will all be over. As the leader of the rebels, Batman will be executed on the island at [-]pm local time. May Rao have mercy on his soul."

At the end of the video, Palmer has long since lost the desire to listen.

He chuckled and opened his eyes, "Wow, what a great speech, I almost thought he was talking about himself."

That line was already in front of him, tempting him to stop everything now and minimize all losses as long as he crossed it.He swore it, didn't he?Always stay rational, always be aggressive, when both sensibility and reason tell him that doing so is not a bad thing for the world, it seems that it doesn't matter if he crosses over.

Palmer stood up, stood on the edge of the roof and looked at the world under his feet. As long as he took a step, maybe everything would be better.

"Palmer."

The familiar yet unfamiliar name pulled him out of his daze, Palmer turned his head a little bluntly, and subconsciously put on a smile on his face the moment he saw the person coming, "Mr. Batman, may I help you?" Is it?"

The author has something to say: When Superman said he was going to kill Batman, it almost immediately reminded Palmer of the bad things in the Lord's world.

He really wanted to attack Superman directly and throw Superman's soul into hell.

The only scruples are that this is not in line with what his father taught him, and that Batman here will be angry.