[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

Alfred's grilled orange chicken was not finished yet, and the family members gathered in the bat cave.

Except for Dick who stayed in Bludhaven and Barbara who was in the clock tower, everyone put on their uniforms and got ready to go.

"According to the situation grasped by the Center for Disease Control and Prevention, the areas with the worst situation have been marked red, and the areas marked yellow are isolation areas. We must cooperate with the police to control the virus within the yellow areas."

On the screen of the bat computer, the map of Gotham is distinguished by red, yellow, and gray.Bruce stood in front of the bat computer wearing a battle armor, and this map was sent to everyone's wrist computers simultaneously.

Jason pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.Stephanie patted him on the shoulder.

"The way the virus spreads is airborne, coughing or laughing, everyone pays attention to protection. According to the chronological order of the medical record, patient No. [-] should be Senator Odin Damek. Chaos and Batgirl, the oracle will guide You go to collect samples and try to reverse engineer the serum. Penny will stay in the Batcave for a while and test all the serum varieties we create."

Bruce looked at Jason, "Jack Napier has been under police surveillance since he was released from prison. The police officer responsible for monitoring him has lost contact. Red Robin and I will personally go to his current residence to investigate—"

"No, I'll go." Jason said coldly, "I'll meet him. I trusted the wrong person, and I won't make a second mistake."

"We'll discuss this issue later, Hood, I need your cooperation..." Before Bruce could finish speaking, the bat computer's alarm sounded again, and the surveillance screen of Arkham Asylum appeared on the screen.

The door of the cell was open, and the imprisoned criminals were freed, shouting or grinning and rushing out of the cell.

Jason raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, "Now there's no need to go to his residence to search for evidence. He ran away and prepared a big gift for us by the way."

"We can't draw conclusions without the facts," said Bruce, his voice deep. "Red Robin and I went to Arkham to stop the criminals."

"I'll go find the clown." Jason stopped listening to their instructions and turned around to leave.

They had nothing to accuse him of his recklessness.Because everyone present knew who the current situation was most likely to be related to - the clown, Jack Napier, who was trusted by Jason.

Jason drove his motorcycle out of the Batcave alone, and the cold wind blowing in front of him enveloped him.But his brain was still hot.

He couldn't remember why he was so stupid and naive to believe in a lunatic.If he had just shot the Joker, none of this would have happened now.

Every laughing person, every maddened person, every dead person on the street now will be Jason's responsibility for not sending that bullet at the right time.

Tim's voice came from the hood's built-in comm, "It's not your fault."

"This is my mistake, my fault." Jason said stubbornly, "It reminds me that I haven't improved at all compared to before."

In Ethiopia, a boy paid with his life for his gullibility.

In Gotham, a man made many pay for his gullibility.

The similarity of the developments is almost comical.

Tim sighs. "If you insist on carrying it yourself, then make it all our fault. Because we acquiesced to it."

Jason didn't speak, and Tim could only helplessly say, "After the incident is over, we will discuss who is responsible. Now you need help. The oracle has found the built-in location of the police badge of the missing police. Later, she will assist You act."

Jason said in a muffled voice, "Understood, thank you."

***

"I don't think it's Jason's fault. After all, trust isn't a bad thing. Nightwing would say the same here."

Stephanie sped forward on the motorcycle, with Cassandra wrapping her arms around her waist behind her.Bruce and Tim take the Batplane to Arkham Asylum.Damian wanted to act with them, but was strictly prohibited by Bruce. To their surprise, the child didn't go to the ground part of the manor to sulk, but stayed in the Batcave to assist Alfred.

"We couldn't come up with a better solution at the time. It was the clown who made the mistake again, not the hood," Cassandra said, looking over Stephanie's shoulder. Crazed crowd.And Gotham Mercy General Hospital is in the center of the red block.

They were the only prey in the herd of beasts. The crowd held weapons and stared at them horribly, just like a scene in a zombie movie. The crowd with blue faces and red eyes laughed wildly while reaching out to them.

Stephanie held the faucet of the car and accelerated it again and again. The locomotive was like a purple lightning flashing through the chaotic streets. The burning storefronts and the cars that crashed into the street were all in the background.

The locomotive dodged left and right flexibly, avoiding the attack of sticks and the crowd's grabbing.In the chaos, someone stood on the second-floor rooftop and laughed wildly, smashing a burning beer bottle at them.

Cassandra fired the hook lock, and the girl was as light as a feather. She kicked open the beer bottle in the air, and then turned and landed on the roof.Within seconds, she knuckles down her attacker and knocks him unconscious with a punch.

She took off with a run-up on the roof, used the hook to swing into the air, and landed on the back seat of the motorcycle turning the corner.

"Handsome," Stephanie boasted.

The engine roared under them, the tires ruthlessly crushed the hospital gate, the locomotive crashed into the hospital regardless, and the high-voltage current bounced away the swarming virus-infected patients.

Stephanie and Cassandra jumped away in the air, only the locomotive sprinted forward due to inertia, and bounced off another batch of infected people who rushed forward.The two took this opportunity to rush in.

"Member Odin Damek's ward is in the private suite on the top floor. Let's take the elevator up!" Stephanie said, raising two smoke bombs, and the thick smoke spread at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, all that was visible to the naked eye was gray fog.

The mist covered the two girls, and Cassandra unreservedly used her physical skills, knocking down everyone who approached them.Stephanie threw smoke, mist, bombs and darts one after another to create room for them to move.

They made their way through the crowd and squeezed into the elevator.At the last second when the elevator door was about to close, a pair of hands reached in and blocked the elevator door.Stephanie raised her leg high and kicked the infected man in the face, sending him flying.

The elevator moved slowly, and they were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, but the moment of relaxation was only less than 1 minute.The elevator reached the top floor, and as soon as the elevator door opened, a doctor in a tattered white coat rushed towards them like a shark smelling blood.

Cassandra kicked in the face, followed by a knife on the side of the doctor's neck, knocking him into a coma.Stephanie glanced at the name tag on the doctor's chest, "Here it is, he is the attending physician of the MP."

After determining the direction, they rushed straight forward, punching and kicking and breaking countless bones.

Sorry, this is a special moment.

They finally reached the ward of the MP.

Stephanie's lips tightened, and Cassandra clenched her fists.In the empty ward, there was only one dead body sitting on the bed with its back against the wall.The senator's pale face was painted with exaggerated smile arcs.

There is a string of English on the wall behind him, "HAHAHA!"

***

The missing police officer is located in Crime Alley.This is a place that holds so many memories of Bruce and Jason.Especially Jason, it was not only the place where his fate changed, but also the place where he was born and where he was born.

He was getting closer and closer to that position.This could be a trap for clowns.

Jason hopped off the bike and switched to using the shackle gun to zip from building to building.He wanted to know why the Joker did what he did, how he got off the drugs, whether he was the Joker, or Jack Napier.

The answer to the last question was extremely important to him.

On the map, the positions of Jason and the missing police basically coincide.He looked through the buildings, drew his guns, and jumped into the alley.

All his previous ideas were turned into smoke.A man was nailed to the wall, with steel nails piercing his limbs and chest, in the image of a crucifixion, and he was nailed to the dirty concrete wall of the alley.

Blood dripped down his hands and feet, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

A police badge lay in a pool of blood, the blood staining the metal's light.

Jason trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't hear Barbara's call in his ear, so he just walked forward.

The face of the man nailed to the wall was covered with a piece of human skin. The size of the human skin did not match the size of his face, and the corners of his eyes were popped out.The corners of Human Face's lips were painted scarlet. It was a big laugh, a big laugh mocking Jason.

Jason held his breath and stepped forward, tearing off the human skin covering the man's face.

He stopped, unable to breathe.

Jack Napier's face appeared in front of his eyes. There were plastic surgery marks on the bridge of the nose, which was beaten by Jason himself, and the prison paid for Jack's plastic surgery.

Jason put his hand on the side of Jack's neck, and the other's pulse was so weak that he could hardly feel it.Barbara witnessed all this with him through the camera on the hood.

The Oracle said gravely, "You are not wrong, Hood. Jack Napier has lived up to your trust."

"We're not sure if it's him." Jason said, his heart beating so fast that he felt dizzy before his eyes.

"You gave him a chance and he took it," Barbara said. "I'll call the police and send someone over there."

At the same time, Jack's mouth began to open and close, and he made a faint sound.

Jason leaned over and heard the man struggle to make up the words, "Run...there is a bomb..."

A ticking sound that Jason was all too familiar with fell into his ears.Jack opened half an eye and looked at him, "The attacker..." Jason couldn't hear him clearly, "Run—Run!"

Only the last sentence came out from the dying man.

Jason gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell cares about you, survive and prove your innocence to me!"

He ripped off Jack's clothes, revealing what was ticking around his waist.

The lines are entangled, one correct option, two hundred dead options, and a countdown with only half a minute left.

Jason drew his saber and grabbed one of the threads.He said to Jack viciously, "I don't want to die with you here, so you better pray."

"Pray that I choose the right option!"

The author has something to say: I copied and pasted the last paragraph twice with trembling hands, little angels, sorry QAQQQQQ, it has been changed back now

(This incident tells us that proofreading is very important when posting)

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