Chapter 1671 No Time to Die (Thirty-Four)

Chapter 1644 No Time to Die (Thirty-four)

Just as the Harley Quinn standing in front of the table was about to speak, Batman stretched out a hand to signal her to be silent, then pointed his finger at Harley next to Harley Quinn and said: "You, tell me, what is going on?"

Just as Harley was about to open her mouth, Batman interrupted her and said: "If you want to avoid the main point or make up a story, I will write to Dr. Rodriguez right now and tell him how much trouble you have caused me."

Harley closed her open mouth, pursed her lips, and then shrugged helplessly and said: "Very good, the threat is effective, but I can't do many of their ideas. Understand, if I'm wrong, you'll have to find trouble with me, so I'll just say what I know. "

Batman nodded slightly, Harley leaned on the edge of the table with her arms folded, sighed maturely, looked at Batman and said: "Have you ever thought about which one your adopted sons should believe in more, 'becoming Batman' or 'saving Gotham'? Which one do you want them to believe in more?"

Batman didn't speak, but from his eyes, he was in deep thought. He was always very cautious about issues related to the Robins, and he couldn't give a hasty answer even when facing the young Harley Quinn.

While he was still thinking, Harley spoke first: "A long time ago, at least before they came to our universe, your Robins thought that these two things were actually the same thing. As long as they inherited your mantle and became Batman, they would naturally be able to save Gotham."

Batman pursed his lips, but didn't want to say the negative answer. Even if the Robins were not present now, perhaps Harley would go back and tell them.

Does Batman want to save Gotham? Of course he thought about it, but did he take actual actions to save Gotham? Of course he did, but did he know in his heart that Gotham could not be saved?

It can only be said that he had a glimmer of hope when he was young, but as he got to know more and more about the darkness of Gotham, he gradually realized that the darkness of Gotham had deeper reasons, which was a problem that no authority could solve.

And there is a constant topic in the Bat Family, that is, who can become the successor of Batman?

Batman also knows how much his Robins are obsessed with this issue. After a long time of companionship and dependence on each other, the motivation for wanting to become Batman is the original righteous heart that wants to save Gotham, or simply wanting to get Batman's recognition better than everyone else, which is no longer clear.

And Harley continued.

"I can see that they took this seriously before, or they actually knew that becoming Batman might not necessarily save Gotham, because you didn't succeed either, but people always have to have hope in life, and there must be a belief to support them to learn various crime-fighting skills from you."

"But when they came to my universe, they found that the Gotham in this universe did not have Batman, but it was much better than the Gotham in their universe. Of course, they would wonder why this was the case."

"Why was Gotham saved without Batman? Who else can save Gotham besides Batman? Is there an inevitable connection between becoming Batman's successor and saving Gotham?"

"When they look at becoming Batman and saving Gotham separately, another question will naturally arise. If you can save Gotham without becoming Batman, then how can you do it?"

Batman turned his head slightly and glanced out the window. There was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance. The streets of Midtown not far from here were full of gunfire. Gotham hadn't seen such a grand scene for many years.

"Is this the method they figured out? To create massacres?"

"Batman, I want to ask you, one person dying today or a thousand people dying in the future, which one would you choose?"

Batman turned his head back and stared at Harley with a very Batman-like look. The guy who used to love to make him do multiple-choice questions was now in the Batcave eating snacks and watching jokes, and here came another person who asked philosophical questions.

"I choose to save one thousand and one people."

"Yes, that's because you are Batman." Harley nodded, not questioning whether Batman could do it, but admitted it readily, and then said: "Save one today, save a thousand tomorrow, and save ten thousand in the future. With your force, wealth, and technology, there is nothing you can't do."

"Then let me change the question. Do you really think that there is someone among your Robins who can perfectly inherit your mantle? Can Dick's sense of justice? Can Jason's power? Can Tim's wisdom? Can Damian's bloodline? Is there really a second you in this world?"

Batman looked at Harley in silence, and it seemed that he didn't want to answer, but was just waiting for her next words. Soon Harley asked and answered herself.

"I think there shouldn't be. You must think so too. If you can really pick a perfect successor, there will be no Bat Family. Each of them is just a part of you. There is no second Batman in this world."

"When they really realize this, they will understand that this road is not feasible, because even you, the incomparable and unique Batman, could not save Gotham."

"They may be planning to take a different road."

Harley's tone was accompanied by a slight sigh. Unlike her, she was mature and wise. Batman could see that she was substituting someone. Perhaps this was the unique talent of this girl.

"Is the Joker in your universe in this tone?" Harley tilted her head towards Harley, her eyes flickered, as if she was recalling, which made Batman sure that Harley Quinn fell into madness because of this unique talent.

"Which road do they want to take?" Very rarely, Batman was really asking, because the logic of the actions of the Robins he had learned so far was a bit scattered, unable to form a complete logical chain, and could even be said to be a hammer in the east and a stick in the west. Batman was eager to know what method they wanted to use to save Gotham.

"That's the part I don't know." Harley touched her chin and said, "I can only tell you that their motives are probably like this. If I continue to think deeply about them, my ideas for doing business and selling arms will be difficult to be so smart."

"I begged Professor Schiller for a long time to find a professional in his tower to think. If I accidentally lost it, he would definitely not let me go in a second time."

"If you have also been in that tower, you will definitely be impressed by him. His name is Greed..."

"You don't need to say it." Batman waved his cape and turned away. He had to talk to Robin in person to find out what kind of thinking they were doing now.

That group of amateur businessmen and officials didn't understand the situation on the battlefield, but Batman didn't. He only needed to stand on the tall building and take a quick glance to find the eye of the storm, which was particularly calm at this time.

A black shadow kept jumping between the buildings in Midtown. Spider-Man, who was stuck on the surface of the building, let go of one hand and looked down at the fierce fighting between the streets.

"Jesus, where did they get so many weapons? And why are they fighting in their own city?"

Spider-Man was puzzled. He had seen gang fights in New York City, especially around the Kingpin's territory in Hell's Kitchen, where small and medium-sized gangs often created chaos to grab territory.

But at most, a dozen gang members would hide behind roadblocks or corners and shoot at each other. The most intense one was just a shotgun blasting the door of the store on the opposite side.

But now, the large-scale fight or small war that broke out in Gotham's Midtown District has completely gone beyond the scope of street fighting. In the modern city with high-rise buildings, it has created an atmosphere of beach landing and position meat grinder.

After the initial chaos of grabbing each other, most people also realized that they must first have a position before they can defend and fight back.

In order to carve out a corner to stand in such a huge chaos, several forces usually need to unite, relying on the favorable terrain of a certain street, arranging roadblocks on both sides of the street, digging trenches in the streets and alleys, and transporting resources inward by armed trucks.

The local residents who were included in the scope were naturally not idle. Although their weapons were not so advanced, the locals naturally knew more about the local terrain. If outsiders wanted to enclose them in the territory, they had to negotiate with them.

The vast majority of people did not choose to fight to the death, because in the current situation of chaos everywhere, it is very important to find a sponsor who can provide weapons and supplies stably, which can ensure that they have enough firepower to guard their property.

In this way, the airborne faction and the locals hit it off, one paid money and the other worked hard. The behind-the-scenes mastermind of the interest group provided guns, ammunition, food and supplies, and the combat-capable locals formed armed violent groups to divide the territory and grab benefits.

So, Spider-Man, standing on a high place, only saw one fully armed position after another, and the scene of constantly attacking the position or sending troops from the position to attack others.

This situation made it impossible for him to mediate the fight. The shop owner who had just guarded his own shop with a gun turned around and rushed out with a group of people to rob other people's shops. The leader of the convoy who had just fought with the other party because his supply truck was hijacked turned around and ran to the roadside to set up a checkpoint and hijack the car.

Spider-Man swung all the way and saw countless such scenes along the way, but in the end, he still found the source of the storm. Spider-Man came to the center of the Neville family's residence and found the only Red Robin who stayed there.

When Spider-Man opened the balcony door and walked in, Red Robin had been waiting on the sofa for a long time. Until Spider-Man walked across the sofa, his spider sense was already deafening.

"I've heard of your name for a long time, Spider-Man."

Batman, who arrived almost at the same time but stayed on the roof of the opposite building, felt a chill on his back for some reason when he saw Red Robin's expression, even though he didn't have a spider sense.