Clark has something to say

Jason's lips tightened for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled up pretending not to care.

Even though he was mentally prepared, when he heard Bruce's evaluation, his heart was still cold. Bruce blamed him for anything, and he had a reason to push back, except for this.

He really screwed up Bruce's plan in every sense of the word.

Bruce didn't keep the clones out of desire for control, it was because people needed Batman after the war, Batman was necessary to maintain the situation, Jason must admit that without his bullet, the situation would not have deteriorated so fast.

But he still felt pointless.

If the world needs superheroes and a body of flesh and blood to remain stable, it's already deformed enough that Bruce is just a human being who gets sick, gets old, and deteriorates, even if he's willing to uphold the beliefs of humanity , nailed himself to the sacrificial stake, but when he left, who would be the next person to replace him?

——There is no need for this kind of world to exist anymore.

Of course, the reason why he killed the clone was not so high-sounding. In the final analysis, he could not accept a counterfeit to replace Bruce. It was just a tool. Bruce gave everything for this world, and then left a clone. Man inherits what he has bought with life and health...?

—He doesn't accept it!

Even though the clone is innocent, even though the clone tries to treat him like Bruce, he just knows that he has lost his soul resting place, forever and ever!

A sudden trance made his fingers loosen a little, and the book in his hand fell straight to the ground under the influence of gravity.

Jason came back to his senses suddenly and reached out to reach for it, but it was too late.

The book he was holding was already a very old and fragile item, and if it hit the ground, it might fall apart.

—Bruce catches it.

He stared at Jason for a few seconds, then put the book on the table, and adjusted the position of the table slightly so that the sun would not shine on it.

He did these things very slowly, but to Jason, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became dull and tormented with time.

Jason didn't know what Bruce was thinking.

He is familiar with Batman's action mode because he understands Bruce's behavior style. Batman is simply a robot driven by reason, and he can always come up with the optimal solution. After receiving Bruce's training, he can naturally follow the same way of thinking. Schema infers a model of his behaviour.

If it's Bruce dealing with emotions and emotions... Given that Jason hasn't been able to figure out his role for a long time, in fact he still can't figure out his role now, and it's not clear how much weight he has with Bruce.

He had learned long ago not to make mistakes for himself.

Bruce is a bastard, and a bastard with serious trust issues. Unlike Clark's bottom line, Bruce's bottom line can be said to be quite low. When he first met Cyborg, he could upload viruses to the opponent's body through a security agreement signature. The companion was out of control, and he made a plan for each of them that could seriously injure them.

So when the optimal solution and personal emotions are put together, Jason is 100% sure that Bruce will choose the former without thinking.

And he was originally an unstable existence in Bruce's cognition.

Countless hypotheses continued to churn in his mind, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "I know I'm terrible, but from what I know about you, you usually don't just comment on such a sentence—then?"

Bruce gave him a suspicious look.

"You shouldn't be doing this, Hood."

Jason tightened his jaw. He tried his best to show his previous relaxed posture again, but his body seemed to be out of his control. It was so sad. He wanted to laugh at himself. He was not a teenager who was controlled. Could he still say something because of Bruce? Do you think about it over and over for a long time?

But he still only made a dry breath.

The dead clone was always spinning in his head, and no matter how hard he tried to focus, he was stymied and confused.

Bruce's voice gradually became low and hoarse, which was closer to Batman than Bruce Wayne.

He stated calmly: "The plan I left behind will allow the world to function normally for at least five years."

Although Jason didn't hear any accusations from Bruce's tone, it was this kind of straightforward narrative that made his heart be squeezed into a ball by invisible big hands and shrink tightly.

Jason: "...ha."

Bruce's estimate was right, and it could even be called conservative. If the clone was still alive, the normal operation time was estimated to be far more than five years. His bullet made all of Bruce's plans collapse overnight, and he was the most likely to replace Bruce. Tim, who has a high status, doesn't know why, but he just does things within the scope of his domain.

Bruce stared at him: "It was not easy to win the situation at that time. Many people, including you and me, paid a lot of price."

Jason's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Obviously."

Bruce: "So..."

Jason didn't let him finish his sentence, he put on a mocking smile: "So I shouldn't be hotheaded and act irrationally on impulse?"

"On the contrary."

He deliberately said in an attitude that could annoy Bruce: "This is my choice after careful consideration."

Bruce frowned quickly again.

Just when Jason thought that what he had been waiting for was finally coming, to his surprise, the man stretched his brows and eyes, and stood a little sideways, and the distance between them suddenly widened a lot. The tense atmosphere was relieved a lot.

Bruce sighed softly.

Although in the time Jason described, his future self had already died, so he didn't understand the circumstances under which Jason would shoot and kill the clone.

He thought carefully for a while.

He wasn't annoyed by Jason's deliberately angry tone, otherwise he wouldn't be able to talk to Jason at all, but one thing he was sure of was that his child was not what he showed in his one-sided description.

Jason is a complicated and contradictory person, but he is still one of them, which means that no matter what happens, his final choice is still to protect and help...and dedicate.

He guessed that after Jason killed the clone, he spent a lot of energy to maintain the world he left behind. After accepting that memory, he spent a long time reflecting on the replay and found many mistakes, but he was dying. Before his choice, absolutely not among them.

Jason always had his trust.

"...I should have thought more carefully," he said.

Jason raised his eyes reflexively, staring at him blankly: "Thinking about what?"

Bruce considered the sentence: "The biggest variable in any plan is the living person. I have considered your reaction, but due to my negligence, your actions are not in my consideration, which is beyond my prediction."

Jason became inexplicably annoyed.

He failed to anger Bruce, but he was almost suffocated by an indescribable emotion. He was always aggrieved in front of Bruce, because there were many things he wanted to throw on the other person's face regardless, but he never Can't vent clean all at once.

And their conversations always end up in a stalemate, and then they break up.

Jason: "——ha, I'm so sorry, it's unbelievable that I'm not as predictable as you think, my behavior is not in your consideration?"

He emphasized a few of the words: "It seems you don't know me as well as you think."

Bruce was not in a hurry to refute. He silently pulled away the chair that matched the round table, sat on it, tapped his index finger on the glass tabletop, looked at Jason, and then at another chair.

Jason paused for a moment, then pulled out his chair and sat down, leaning heavily on the back of the chair, he also chose to remain silent, and waited for Bruce to speak.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he wanted to burst his head. Bruce seemed to be narrating a very ordinary thing, very peacefully: "Look, I know you will sit here like I thought. Come."

Jason suppressed his voice: "What on earth are you trying to say, I still have things to do."

Bruce let out a short laugh through his nasal passages, and then said calmly: "I also know that you have been in Metropolis recently, you rejected the invitation of Roy and Starfire, and now they are on vacation in Star City, if you have something to do now...Jack Sen, the Metropolitan parks are open [-]/[-]."

Jason stood up abruptly, kicked the chair away, and walked towards the door without looking back.

"—so I know you're not as bad as you try to lead me to believe."

He froze in place for a moment, and after a while he turned around and felt his fingertips tremble slightly for a moment.

He stared at Bruce condescendingly, his face pale: "What do you mean?"

Bruce crossed his legs, his expression as calm as ever, and he slowed down, saying each word clearly: "It's simple, Jason, I never thought you were bad...or hopeless, but I Finding out you're trying to lead me makes me think you suck."

A long time ago, he felt that the image Jason showed in front of him was a bit wrong, but the adult Jason has long since needed his affirmation. Jason has his own career and can make a correct evaluation of himself. The behavior in front of him might be a sticking point from the past, Bruce thought.

He didn't misunderstand Jason because of the one-sided angle he showed him, so it wasn't a problem that urgently needed to be resolved.

But this time he clearly felt that the foundation of Jason's self-awareness had begun to shake.

After finishing speaking, he slightly raised an eyebrow: "What good will this do for you?"

Jason stared straight at him for a while without blinking his eyes, walked back without saying a word, took the chair and sat down, but his performance seemed to be that of the ergonomic chair. It was full of spikes, and it wanted to run away, but it insisted on sitting here to save face.

This performance made Bruce curl his fingers slightly, and put them on his lips to cover up the almost smile. He knew that if he really smiled, the other party would rush out of the door angrily.

Bruce coughed lightly.

Jason stared at Bruce with an unfathomable expression, but his mind was so confused that he didn't even know what he was thinking. The only vague idea that existed was that he would never end up with Bruce today.

Tens of seconds later, he shook his toes, straightened his back, sat upright, and spoke slowly.

"...What nonsense are you talking about?"