[Comprehensive Movie] Goddess of Dispute
Chapter 136 The Wheel of Cause and Effect Chapter 12
The anxiety and anger in his heart caused Bruce to punch Harry directly in the stomach, successfully stopping the triumphant laughter that upset him.
"Your loyalty to the clown is really impressive, Harley," Bruce smiled instead of anger as he became calmer at critical moments, and he paused as if pointing something else, "It's just a pity."
"What a pity?" Perhaps it was the rare mocking smile on the corner of Batman's mouth that stimulated Harley, or maybe it was because Batman's tone was too meaningful, seeing that the other party had whetted her appetite but suddenly stopped, Harley instinctively Follow up, "Oh~ I didn't expect our Batman to feel a pity~"
"I feel sorry for you, Harley," Bruce said. "You've done so much for the Joker, do you think he really likes you? No, Harley, he's just using you. It's unbelievable that I'm more than You 'girlfriend' need to know him better. From the beginning to the end, he has no eyes on you, and the clown will not fall in love with anyone."
"...You're talking nonsense! My little pudding likes me the most, every time there is something interesting, he will definitely take me with him, just like this time..."
"Like throwing you alone to me this time, let me leave you to escape? Of course he has to take you, because apart from his stupid men, you are his last barrier and pawn, I think he definitely told you at the last minute to make you pretend to be him to distract me, didn't he. He left you and ran away, he never trusted you, Halle, you're pathetic."
"...Don't you try to provoke the relationship between me and mr.j, Batman! He trusts me, he loves me, otherwise he wouldn't tell me his secret base and let me tell him later..." Harry sharply She retorted in a low voice, but she also realized that she had slipped her tongue, so she quickly braked, but it was too late.
"Oh? Do you really believe he's going to tell you the right spot?" Bruce continued to press Harry, "I've definitely spent more time with him than you have with him, and I know that madman is definitely not May tell you the truth, he knew I would catch you, so told you a wrong location, wanted you to mislead me, and at that time, he had achieved his goal, he can continue to get away with it, and you are waiting to be caught Locked in Arkham."
"No...impossible, Little Pudding said, if you set up the secret base in the old industrial area, you can't focus on a place you have already ruled out! That is the most perfect secret base, only he will Come to think of it, it can't be wrong!" Harry retorted.
Bruce didn't say anything more, he tied Harry backhanded to the street lamp beside him, then stood up and looked at her, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, your mr.j really didn't lie to you, but he used you and You don’t know him well enough. It’s still a fact. He told you the right place, because he knew I would definitely go there, he needed me to go there, not run away, otherwise there would be no fun, and I was his purpose.”
"...Asshole man, you men are all assholes! You lied to me!" Harley yelled at the shadow that quickly disappeared into the night. In the distance, the siren sounded, she continued to mutter a few words, and lowered her head .
The Joker does have another advantage in turning Batman into a heinous, cold-blooded murderer, that is, now everyone in Gotham is looking for him, including the police. Someone will catch up, and the clown will not be able to continue to escape.
Bruce used the bat plane to quickly rush to the old industrial area, and at this time most of the abandoned walls in the old industrial area were covered with clown signs.The old industrial area, of course it has to be in the old industrial area, the clown cleverly diverted his attention from the beginning, making him use this place as another cover-up for him, and after he left, he completely turned this place into a own territory.
As for the specific location of the clown... Bruce looked at the smoking chimney, and took out the cable gun without hesitation.The clown is waiting for him to pass. Although he doesn't know what he wants to do, among the many factories that are shut down, the smoking factory is an obvious sign. He is not so much running away as he is running. Waiting for Batman to come.
Bruce was right. On the way into the factory, he didn’t even see any lackeys of the clown. He just came to the inside of the factory so smoothly, which made Bruce feel unbelievable. At the same time, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger thicker and thicker.
Following the ground made of steel mesh, Bruce came to the core boiler area of the factory.Ahead is a circular hall, the hall is dyed red by the raging fire in the huge furnace at the bottom, the scorching heat wave can still be felt even standing outside the hall.Just above the hall is the big chimney, from which the smoke comes out.
The heat wave scorched the iron grid, and Bruce's special shoes could protect him from the heat of the iron grid that would burn through the soles of his shoes, and the clown standing on the platform above the hall seemed to use some special method, at least he stood It seemed very at ease there.
"Come on, come on, lebatsy~ I know you're playing hide and seek with me, you're a bad boy, come out, Daddy doesn't like you being so naughty~" The clown seemed to have noticed Bruce hiding in the shadows, and he moved himself Most of his body leaned out of the railing of the platform, as if his hand would slip from above and fall directly into the raging fire at the bottom in the next second.
"I can smell the scent of shower gel on your body! Did you run home, take a shower and change into a dress just to see me? ~ I'm so touched! ~~~ Hahahahahahahahahaha!" The clown forcefully Sniffing, the maniacal laughter continued for a long time in the empty hall.
Bruce didn't let the clown's voice disturb his composure, he was still watching.Got the Joker, great, but what about Thomas and Damian?
"Huh? Why don't you come out? Oh, I see, you must be observing the terrain, right? You see, I know you, I know you like to hide in the shadows and peep at me... Well, besides me, there are There's that little bird you've been thinking about and...an old bat." The Joker guessed what his Batman was waiting for the second Bruce was silent, and he straightened up his thin, malnourished body, propping his chin on one hand to do it. A thoughtful expression.
"Actually, I have always had a question, batsy, who is the batman2 who suddenly appeared next to you, and you didn't drive him away like you did with other ignorant imitators!" To share his pretentious sourness, "So I looked it up, thought about it, and watched the video of your previous quarrel in the old industrial area, and suddenly—I thought of an idiom, it should be a flash of inspiration—you guys This mode of quarreling and getting along is too much like a pair of father and son!"
"He's your father, isn't he, batsy?~ Great news, so funny! Batman has a father, and his Robin is like his son (or is that his son? Hahahahahaha...) , I was lucky enough to meet the three generations of Batman!"
"enough!"
The clown has the ability to make Batman lose his patience and reason in an instant, just like now, after hearing the clown getting closer to the truth, Bruce stood up a little bit unbearably.
"Oh, I guessed it right!" The clown clapped his hands happily, then suddenly stretched out his hand and shook his index finger at Bruce below, "Ah Ang, no, this can't be done, I know what your hand wants to do , dear, I advise you to quickly drop that bat dart, otherwise, I'm not sure what I'll do~"
The clown's other hand reached into his pocket and took out a button, his thumb was still firmly pressed on the red button: "If I let go of this finger, something bad will happen~ You go forward ten meters, and then carefully look at the left and right sides, what did your little detective head find?~"
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the ground of the iron net. Even if he didn't have to go forward ten meters, he could still see two ropes tied to the left and right ends of the iron net, and below the ropes were hanging...
Bruce's expression changed instantly.
"Dangdang! That's right, it's your 'daddy' and 'son'!" The clown gestured to shoot, seeing that Bruce was about to rush over, he immediately raised the button in his hand, "Oh, batsy , you can’t cheat in the game!”
Bruce stared at the button in the clown's hand, lowered his eyes, and stopped.
"If your target is me, clown, just come and let them go."
"Hey, listen to what you're talking about, we've been together for so many years, do you still think I'm one of those boring criminals? Kidnapping them just to get you? No, no, no, no, I'm not that superficial!~" The clown Face shook his head in disappointment, and then smiled ferociously, "Of course I will let them go, as long as I let go of my fingers, but with our relationship, I can't be too unfeeling, what do you think? "
"Look, my dear, in this hypocritical world, there are always some boring human beings clamoring who should save the mother and wife falling into the water at the same time. This question is simply too stupid. How can it be possible to get a real answer by asking casually? You have to push the old mother and wife who can't swim into the water at the same time, and watch them struggle and drown, and then let the good son and good husband choose who to save!~"
"So, now, I will give you ten seconds to choose to save one person, and then the other person will die in the flames."
"Father, or son?"
"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha..."
Bruce looked at the two ropes, and Thomas and Damian hanging under the ropes, and froze in place.
The clown's countdown sounded in his ears.
One was his elderly father who came from a parallel world, and he had secretly sworn to protect himself, preventing the shadow of his childhood from happening again.
One is his own flesh and blood, although he has never verbally acknowledged or cared for him too much, but he has already regarded him as his young son of inheritance and responsibility.
No matter who he chooses, he will kill someone else, he will kill his own relatives...
That winter reappeared before Bruce's eyes, his thin figure sitting on the cold and dirty ground, his palms were purple with cold, full of the warm blood of his parents...
He saw that snowy day again, he pounced on the house that was blown into ruins by the clown, and rummaged through the garbage with his bare hands, but found a blood-stained crowbar and a corner of the second-generation Robin Jason's clothes... …
He couldn't do it, he couldn't lose any of them, he didn't want to lose any more...
The clown's eyes were full of excitement and chill, he knew he couldn't make any choice, he knew he had no way to stop him.
The time counts down to five seconds.
Damn, what to do, what to do!Bruce finally lost his composure.
"...Hey..." A familiar and weak voice brought Bruce back to consciousness. Through the iron net, he saw Thomas, and he woke up, but what Bruce wanted to see was not what he saw.
"Son, you should save Robin, leave me alone..."
"...after all...from the beginning to the end...I'm just an outsider..." Thomas, who was hanging upside down, bent over with difficulty, and the wound on his abdomen looked horrifying under his movements.
"...No, you're not, you never were!" Bruce roared in a hoarse voice, he instinctively wanted to pounce, but somehow the clown who stopped the countdown didn't give him the chance.
He let go of the button.
The mechanical shackles on the legs of the two people were released at the same time.
Bruce quickly grabs Thomas' arm while the cable gun fires around Damian's ankle.
"I've caught you, I can save you, save you both..." Bruce's eyes were reddened, and the warm liquid of sweat or tears dripped on Thomas's face.
The iron net under him creaked and creaked because of its age and scorching heat.
"Brucey, Brucey..." Thomas called his son's name softly, as if if he didn't seize the time now, he would never have the chance to call so intimately and lovingly again.
"Yes, you can call me that now, whatever you want." Bruce said in a hurry, he tried to pull the two people up, but when he tried hard, the iron net under him suddenly sank, and the surrounding torn out a big mouth.
"The last time I held your hand tightly was more than 30 years ago..." Thomas murmured and suddenly smiled.
That smile made Bruce's heart suddenly fall into an ice cellar.
"No, no...how dare you...you can't do this, you can't! How can you let me see you again..." Bruce's blue eyes, exactly like his father's, were full of rare horror , his voice choked up, with a fragile and helpless trill, "Dad, please, don't do this, please..."
Suddenly, he seemed to see some hope, and his red eyes suddenly lit up: "Didn't you say that you can't leave mom alone? You can't! Wait for me to pull you up, wait for me... I will help you." You find your way back, I can!"
"Yeah... Bruce... I can't... leave your mother alone..."
Thomas looked at Bruce, as if he was looking at Bruce's immature and sunny face when he was eight years old, his eyes were full of complicated tenderness and love.
He is his father and he can do anything for him, including death.
Thomas smiled faintly, and broke away from Bruce's hand abruptly. With a contented and peaceful expression, he fell into a sea of flames...
"No!!!" Bruce stretched out his arms suddenly. His large movement caused the iron net under him to continue to sink. If he was not careful, he slipped from the inclined iron net. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have grabbed If he stayed on the edge of the barbed wire, he and Damian might fall into the flames too.
"Papa papa..." The sound of applause suddenly sounded.
……clown! ! !It was the first time that Bruce showed such an angry expression to the clown, as if he wanted to tear the clown above the platform into pieces!
"Oh, oh, I should have put a microphone on batman2 if I knew it. The parting confession of you two must be touching." The clown exaggeratedly took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, "But, batsy, You tried to save batman2, but you saved Robin, this is also a foul!~The referee is not happy~~"
As the clown spoke, he raised his gun and pointed at the rope wrapped around Damian's ankle.
Bruce's face grew even paler as he realized what the Joker was about to do.
And he didn't give him any reaction time.
The bullet, through that rope...
Bruce didn't know how he returned to the Batcave in a daze.Despair was like a pair of invisible big hands, tightly strangling his throat.
He became a loner again, he lost his father again, once again watched his father die in front of his eyes but was powerless, he lost his son, lost everything, lost hope...
And what can the identity of Batman bring him?He still has nothing but pain all over his body.
He sat in front of the computer in despair, staring blankly at the bottle that Thomas had emptied.
A piece of paper was pressed under the wine bottle.
……A paper?
He raised his hand weakly and picked up the piece of paper.
The font on the paper is very strange.
'To the awesome Mr. Bruce Batman Wayne: Thank you so much for helping me trap the three prisoners, and in return I thought I'd remind you of something crucial - Alfred Where is Mr. Pennyworth?Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...
I have been silently following you,
apple. '
The paper in Bruce's hand falls to the ground.
He knew the font used for the inscribed name, the user...
It was Thomas Wayne.
"Your loyalty to the clown is really impressive, Harley," Bruce smiled instead of anger as he became calmer at critical moments, and he paused as if pointing something else, "It's just a pity."
"What a pity?" Perhaps it was the rare mocking smile on the corner of Batman's mouth that stimulated Harley, or maybe it was because Batman's tone was too meaningful, seeing that the other party had whetted her appetite but suddenly stopped, Harley instinctively Follow up, "Oh~ I didn't expect our Batman to feel a pity~"
"I feel sorry for you, Harley," Bruce said. "You've done so much for the Joker, do you think he really likes you? No, Harley, he's just using you. It's unbelievable that I'm more than You 'girlfriend' need to know him better. From the beginning to the end, he has no eyes on you, and the clown will not fall in love with anyone."
"...You're talking nonsense! My little pudding likes me the most, every time there is something interesting, he will definitely take me with him, just like this time..."
"Like throwing you alone to me this time, let me leave you to escape? Of course he has to take you, because apart from his stupid men, you are his last barrier and pawn, I think he definitely told you at the last minute to make you pretend to be him to distract me, didn't he. He left you and ran away, he never trusted you, Halle, you're pathetic."
"...Don't you try to provoke the relationship between me and mr.j, Batman! He trusts me, he loves me, otherwise he wouldn't tell me his secret base and let me tell him later..." Harry sharply She retorted in a low voice, but she also realized that she had slipped her tongue, so she quickly braked, but it was too late.
"Oh? Do you really believe he's going to tell you the right spot?" Bruce continued to press Harry, "I've definitely spent more time with him than you have with him, and I know that madman is definitely not May tell you the truth, he knew I would catch you, so told you a wrong location, wanted you to mislead me, and at that time, he had achieved his goal, he can continue to get away with it, and you are waiting to be caught Locked in Arkham."
"No...impossible, Little Pudding said, if you set up the secret base in the old industrial area, you can't focus on a place you have already ruled out! That is the most perfect secret base, only he will Come to think of it, it can't be wrong!" Harry retorted.
Bruce didn't say anything more, he tied Harry backhanded to the street lamp beside him, then stood up and looked at her, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, your mr.j really didn't lie to you, but he used you and You don’t know him well enough. It’s still a fact. He told you the right place, because he knew I would definitely go there, he needed me to go there, not run away, otherwise there would be no fun, and I was his purpose.”
"...Asshole man, you men are all assholes! You lied to me!" Harley yelled at the shadow that quickly disappeared into the night. In the distance, the siren sounded, she continued to mutter a few words, and lowered her head .
The Joker does have another advantage in turning Batman into a heinous, cold-blooded murderer, that is, now everyone in Gotham is looking for him, including the police. Someone will catch up, and the clown will not be able to continue to escape.
Bruce used the bat plane to quickly rush to the old industrial area, and at this time most of the abandoned walls in the old industrial area were covered with clown signs.The old industrial area, of course it has to be in the old industrial area, the clown cleverly diverted his attention from the beginning, making him use this place as another cover-up for him, and after he left, he completely turned this place into a own territory.
As for the specific location of the clown... Bruce looked at the smoking chimney, and took out the cable gun without hesitation.The clown is waiting for him to pass. Although he doesn't know what he wants to do, among the many factories that are shut down, the smoking factory is an obvious sign. He is not so much running away as he is running. Waiting for Batman to come.
Bruce was right. On the way into the factory, he didn’t even see any lackeys of the clown. He just came to the inside of the factory so smoothly, which made Bruce feel unbelievable. At the same time, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger thicker and thicker.
Following the ground made of steel mesh, Bruce came to the core boiler area of the factory.Ahead is a circular hall, the hall is dyed red by the raging fire in the huge furnace at the bottom, the scorching heat wave can still be felt even standing outside the hall.Just above the hall is the big chimney, from which the smoke comes out.
The heat wave scorched the iron grid, and Bruce's special shoes could protect him from the heat of the iron grid that would burn through the soles of his shoes, and the clown standing on the platform above the hall seemed to use some special method, at least he stood It seemed very at ease there.
"Come on, come on, lebatsy~ I know you're playing hide and seek with me, you're a bad boy, come out, Daddy doesn't like you being so naughty~" The clown seemed to have noticed Bruce hiding in the shadows, and he moved himself Most of his body leaned out of the railing of the platform, as if his hand would slip from above and fall directly into the raging fire at the bottom in the next second.
"I can smell the scent of shower gel on your body! Did you run home, take a shower and change into a dress just to see me? ~ I'm so touched! ~~~ Hahahahahahahahahaha!" The clown forcefully Sniffing, the maniacal laughter continued for a long time in the empty hall.
Bruce didn't let the clown's voice disturb his composure, he was still watching.Got the Joker, great, but what about Thomas and Damian?
"Huh? Why don't you come out? Oh, I see, you must be observing the terrain, right? You see, I know you, I know you like to hide in the shadows and peep at me... Well, besides me, there are There's that little bird you've been thinking about and...an old bat." The Joker guessed what his Batman was waiting for the second Bruce was silent, and he straightened up his thin, malnourished body, propping his chin on one hand to do it. A thoughtful expression.
"Actually, I have always had a question, batsy, who is the batman2 who suddenly appeared next to you, and you didn't drive him away like you did with other ignorant imitators!" To share his pretentious sourness, "So I looked it up, thought about it, and watched the video of your previous quarrel in the old industrial area, and suddenly—I thought of an idiom, it should be a flash of inspiration—you guys This mode of quarreling and getting along is too much like a pair of father and son!"
"He's your father, isn't he, batsy?~ Great news, so funny! Batman has a father, and his Robin is like his son (or is that his son? Hahahahahaha...) , I was lucky enough to meet the three generations of Batman!"
"enough!"
The clown has the ability to make Batman lose his patience and reason in an instant, just like now, after hearing the clown getting closer to the truth, Bruce stood up a little bit unbearably.
"Oh, I guessed it right!" The clown clapped his hands happily, then suddenly stretched out his hand and shook his index finger at Bruce below, "Ah Ang, no, this can't be done, I know what your hand wants to do , dear, I advise you to quickly drop that bat dart, otherwise, I'm not sure what I'll do~"
The clown's other hand reached into his pocket and took out a button, his thumb was still firmly pressed on the red button: "If I let go of this finger, something bad will happen~ You go forward ten meters, and then carefully look at the left and right sides, what did your little detective head find?~"
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the ground of the iron net. Even if he didn't have to go forward ten meters, he could still see two ropes tied to the left and right ends of the iron net, and below the ropes were hanging...
Bruce's expression changed instantly.
"Dangdang! That's right, it's your 'daddy' and 'son'!" The clown gestured to shoot, seeing that Bruce was about to rush over, he immediately raised the button in his hand, "Oh, batsy , you can’t cheat in the game!”
Bruce stared at the button in the clown's hand, lowered his eyes, and stopped.
"If your target is me, clown, just come and let them go."
"Hey, listen to what you're talking about, we've been together for so many years, do you still think I'm one of those boring criminals? Kidnapping them just to get you? No, no, no, no, I'm not that superficial!~" The clown Face shook his head in disappointment, and then smiled ferociously, "Of course I will let them go, as long as I let go of my fingers, but with our relationship, I can't be too unfeeling, what do you think? "
"Look, my dear, in this hypocritical world, there are always some boring human beings clamoring who should save the mother and wife falling into the water at the same time. This question is simply too stupid. How can it be possible to get a real answer by asking casually? You have to push the old mother and wife who can't swim into the water at the same time, and watch them struggle and drown, and then let the good son and good husband choose who to save!~"
"So, now, I will give you ten seconds to choose to save one person, and then the other person will die in the flames."
"Father, or son?"
"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha..."
Bruce looked at the two ropes, and Thomas and Damian hanging under the ropes, and froze in place.
The clown's countdown sounded in his ears.
One was his elderly father who came from a parallel world, and he had secretly sworn to protect himself, preventing the shadow of his childhood from happening again.
One is his own flesh and blood, although he has never verbally acknowledged or cared for him too much, but he has already regarded him as his young son of inheritance and responsibility.
No matter who he chooses, he will kill someone else, he will kill his own relatives...
That winter reappeared before Bruce's eyes, his thin figure sitting on the cold and dirty ground, his palms were purple with cold, full of the warm blood of his parents...
He saw that snowy day again, he pounced on the house that was blown into ruins by the clown, and rummaged through the garbage with his bare hands, but found a blood-stained crowbar and a corner of the second-generation Robin Jason's clothes... …
He couldn't do it, he couldn't lose any of them, he didn't want to lose any more...
The clown's eyes were full of excitement and chill, he knew he couldn't make any choice, he knew he had no way to stop him.
The time counts down to five seconds.
Damn, what to do, what to do!Bruce finally lost his composure.
"...Hey..." A familiar and weak voice brought Bruce back to consciousness. Through the iron net, he saw Thomas, and he woke up, but what Bruce wanted to see was not what he saw.
"Son, you should save Robin, leave me alone..."
"...after all...from the beginning to the end...I'm just an outsider..." Thomas, who was hanging upside down, bent over with difficulty, and the wound on his abdomen looked horrifying under his movements.
"...No, you're not, you never were!" Bruce roared in a hoarse voice, he instinctively wanted to pounce, but somehow the clown who stopped the countdown didn't give him the chance.
He let go of the button.
The mechanical shackles on the legs of the two people were released at the same time.
Bruce quickly grabs Thomas' arm while the cable gun fires around Damian's ankle.
"I've caught you, I can save you, save you both..." Bruce's eyes were reddened, and the warm liquid of sweat or tears dripped on Thomas's face.
The iron net under him creaked and creaked because of its age and scorching heat.
"Brucey, Brucey..." Thomas called his son's name softly, as if if he didn't seize the time now, he would never have the chance to call so intimately and lovingly again.
"Yes, you can call me that now, whatever you want." Bruce said in a hurry, he tried to pull the two people up, but when he tried hard, the iron net under him suddenly sank, and the surrounding torn out a big mouth.
"The last time I held your hand tightly was more than 30 years ago..." Thomas murmured and suddenly smiled.
That smile made Bruce's heart suddenly fall into an ice cellar.
"No, no...how dare you...you can't do this, you can't! How can you let me see you again..." Bruce's blue eyes, exactly like his father's, were full of rare horror , his voice choked up, with a fragile and helpless trill, "Dad, please, don't do this, please..."
Suddenly, he seemed to see some hope, and his red eyes suddenly lit up: "Didn't you say that you can't leave mom alone? You can't! Wait for me to pull you up, wait for me... I will help you." You find your way back, I can!"
"Yeah... Bruce... I can't... leave your mother alone..."
Thomas looked at Bruce, as if he was looking at Bruce's immature and sunny face when he was eight years old, his eyes were full of complicated tenderness and love.
He is his father and he can do anything for him, including death.
Thomas smiled faintly, and broke away from Bruce's hand abruptly. With a contented and peaceful expression, he fell into a sea of flames...
"No!!!" Bruce stretched out his arms suddenly. His large movement caused the iron net under him to continue to sink. If he was not careful, he slipped from the inclined iron net. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have grabbed If he stayed on the edge of the barbed wire, he and Damian might fall into the flames too.
"Papa papa..." The sound of applause suddenly sounded.
……clown! ! !It was the first time that Bruce showed such an angry expression to the clown, as if he wanted to tear the clown above the platform into pieces!
"Oh, oh, I should have put a microphone on batman2 if I knew it. The parting confession of you two must be touching." The clown exaggeratedly took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, "But, batsy, You tried to save batman2, but you saved Robin, this is also a foul!~The referee is not happy~~"
As the clown spoke, he raised his gun and pointed at the rope wrapped around Damian's ankle.
Bruce's face grew even paler as he realized what the Joker was about to do.
And he didn't give him any reaction time.
The bullet, through that rope...
Bruce didn't know how he returned to the Batcave in a daze.Despair was like a pair of invisible big hands, tightly strangling his throat.
He became a loner again, he lost his father again, once again watched his father die in front of his eyes but was powerless, he lost his son, lost everything, lost hope...
And what can the identity of Batman bring him?He still has nothing but pain all over his body.
He sat in front of the computer in despair, staring blankly at the bottle that Thomas had emptied.
A piece of paper was pressed under the wine bottle.
……A paper?
He raised his hand weakly and picked up the piece of paper.
The font on the paper is very strange.
'To the awesome Mr. Bruce Batman Wayne: Thank you so much for helping me trap the three prisoners, and in return I thought I'd remind you of something crucial - Alfred Where is Mr. Pennyworth?Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...
I have been silently following you,
apple. '
The paper in Bruce's hand falls to the ground.
He knew the font used for the inscribed name, the user...
It was Thomas Wayne.
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