Chapter 2071 Knight's Night of Terror (XV)

"This is a smart guy, isn't it?"

That annoying voice with a smile sounded again. Batman saw the Joker appear behind Peter's chair, holding his face with his hands and said: "I like him very much. He made the right choice, which is to abandon Batman and even betray him."

"What a wise and great decision. Even after he observed you closely and joined the Bat Family, he still did not change his choice. You know that he is not stupid, but too smart."

"He recognized you, yes, you, Batman, you gave You can't give anyone a good ending. Only by truly destroying you can Gotham usher in a better tomorrow. "

"You also know that what I said was the truth, just like the advice of a close friend, but you always couldn't give up that trace of mercy, which turned you from a real hero into an indecisive coward."

"Don't escape, don't escape, or just listen, Batman, listen to how Judas knew Jesus, do they really need to be saved? Are they really worthy of being saved?"

In a flash, Batman came to the dark hut again, and he heard Jason's call again.

"Batman, where are you? Where are you? Why don't you come to save me? ... Batman, you have forgotten me, right? Someone has replaced me, right?"

"I'm in so much pain... I'm in so much pain... No one will save me, no one will save us, Batman, you knew it a long time ago, but you don't care, you only care about those long-term plans."

"You don't care at all how painful every ghost on the dark streets of Gotham who was killed or violated by criminals died before they died. You forgave every criminal for them, but do you deserve it?"

"If we want to have tomorrow, we must survive tonight first. Maybe you will make Gotham better... But we can't wait, I can't wait."

Jason's face gradually overlapped with Peter's. After extreme fear and extreme anger, Batman found that his hand touched a sharp object.

It was a sharp bat dart.

"No... No..."

His own voice became weaker and weaker, and another voice sounded, "No... Wake up... Wake up! Human! Wake up! Don't attack..."

This strange voice gave Batman a start, and he regained consciousness for a moment.

In an instant, the only action he made was to press the button on his belt to unlock the locks on Nightwing and Peter's seats.

"Go..."

Then, his consciousness sank into the endless darkness. During the endless fall, Batman could only hear the Joker's crazy laughter.

The moment Peter was released, he collapsed to the ground. He gasped for breath and found that he couldn't even use a little strength to stand up.

Nightwing, who didn't know why, hurriedly helped him up, but Peter threw him away like a madman and stumbled out of the Batcave.

The rain in Gotham was getting heavier, and it was the darkest moment before dawn.

The cold rain made Peter a little more awake. After the stress state gradually faded, he stood under the tree and adjusted the state of his limbs.

When he returned to the Batcave, Nightwing had already left, and Batman was nowhere to be found. Peter opened the door of the Batcave prison and released Poison Ivy.

Poison Ivy realized that Peter was not in the right state, so she did not ask any more questions. She just looked at Peter's pale face and said, "I think you have learned your lesson now, boy. I told you that Batman is not that simple."

"If I say that he can easily end all the crimes in this city, you may find it incredible, but he can do it, and the only reason he doesn't do it is that he wants to save everyone."

"He is unwilling to admit that there are crazy and born bad people in this world. He thinks he can find a way to save everyone here completely. He thinks one day he will."

"It's hard to say who is crazier between Batman and super criminals. I can only tell you that if you are not crazy enough, then leave quickly. This is a duel between madmen and madmen."

Peter knelt on the ground, feeling that his heart had turned into a bomb. The regularity and irregularity of the beating were all illusions, and it was impossible to distinguish clearly.

What made him gradually lose his self-awareness was the spider sense that had been roaring wildly but had gradually become accustomed to because it had been roaring for too long.

Peter's hands on the ground gradually tightened. Poison Ivy's words were like the last piece of a puzzle, finally giving him a little mysterious inspiration beyond the clues that he had realized through rational thinking.

"Death is never the best reward..."

Poison Ivy took a step forward, held Peter's face with both hands, and put her ear close to Peter's lips, wanting to know what he was muttering.

"Death is never the best reward, and I have a way to turn it into a gift..."

In the slightly terrified eyes of Poison Ivy, Peter's eyes began to shine, flashing with a strange, crazy light.

"Damn it." Poison Ivy turned Peter's head aside as if she had encountered some hazardous garbage. After she cursed, she said, "I told you to leave earlier. This city will drive anyone crazy. You've been caught."

But Peter changed his previous stiff posture, jumped up very flexibly and turned to walk out of the Bat Cave.

"Where are you going? Wait for me."

Poison Ivy obviously didn't want to stay in the Bat Cave alone, and finally left with Peter.

Peter quickly opened the door and sat in the driver's seat of the truck again. He stepped on the accelerator and the truck rushed out.

Poison Ivy was shocked by the too fast starting speed and exclaimed. Peter said without turning his head, "Sorry, but I'm a little in a hurry. When people know what they are going to do, they really can't wait for a moment, right?"

Poison Ivy heard the excitement in Peter's tone, even excitement, and she swallowed nervously.

Poison Ivy is also worldly-wise. She knows very well where this excitement comes from and what it will eventually lead to.

But she was a little worried, so she asked, "Where are we going? What are we going to do?"

"Police station, to Gotham Police Station."

A huge wave rose again at the edge of the puddle, and the water wet the base of the electric pole, making it look like the mast of a boat that was in danger of taking on water.

Batman, standing on the roof, saw several clowns approaching him, but he just stood there silently and said.

"You think you can manipulate the fear in my heart, clown, but this is just exposing what you really fear."

"There are many eggs in the bat's nest, he feeds them diligently, he tries to protect them, and when the eggs are hatched, one leaves, two disappear, and three betray." The clown sang a ballad with a familiar tone, and he said, "That's all thanks to me, only thanks to me."

"I imprisoned one of your little birds, plucked all his feathers, and carved my name on his face. You should think about how much pain he suffered, all because of me! All because of me!"

Batman's fists slowly clenched.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his vision, and a figure in metal armor appeared on the edge of the roof.

"Listen to me, old man, you made the stupidest decision in the world." Arkham Knight's low voice sounded: "A cuckoo bird sneaked into your bat nest, and you are not his father."

"Peter Parker, I don't know where you found him, but he planned all this, you'd better wake up."

Arkham Knight's voice brought Batman back to his senses. He stared at Arkham Knight's mask and suddenly felt that the two of them were connected in mind.

"Take off your mask." Batman said: "Face me with your true face, don't you dare?"

"You don't dare, I just come to point out that you made another stupid decision, as stupid as the last one."

After saying that, Arkham Knight turned and jumped down the building, but to his surprise, Batman didn't chase him. He just stood on the street and watched Batman's figure disappear in the distance.

He thought that Batman couldn't have noticed Peter Parker's abnormality later than him. He should have gone to deal with that kid, and he had to be there. He had to see Batman's expression when he accepted the bad consequences of his stupid decision.

So the two of them ran towards the Gotham Police Department, one in front and one behind.

Inside the Gotham Police Department, Poison Ivy looked at Peter rummaging in the archives room in a daze. She asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Do you know how the Joker died?"

Poison Ivy shook her head, then sighed and said, "That's another amazing farce."

"Tell me about it."

"It's a long story...Okay, let me make it short. It's also the Joker's own fault. He made a poison called... Titan Toxin. Maybe he wanted to defeat Batman with it, but obviously he failed. Somehow, he was infected with this poison."

"When Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum, he was already poisoned. I am immune to all toxins, so I don't know how powerful this poison is. I just watched through the observation window. "I have seen the poisoned Joker once, and he was already very weak at that time."

"Anyway, the Joker died later. I heard from Harley Quinn that he died of poisoning. But when I was caught by Scarecrow, he told me that Batman was actually poisoned, and the Joker injected his own poisoned blood into Batman's body."

"It is true." Peter sighed and said, "I found Batman out of control several times in the surveillance footage before, and it does not look like the symptoms of the fear gas attack."

"Found it." Peter picked up the file from the filing cabinet, brushed off the dust on it and said, "This should be the detailed record of that incident."

After getting the file, Peter did not stay for too long, and left immediately with Poison Ivy, and Batman was one step late.

On the way to the next destination, Poison Ivy drove, and Peter sat in the co-pilot and looked at the file carefully.

The course of events was similar to what Poison Ivy said, but in the police records, the Joker's body was finally placed by Batman in front of the Gotham Grand Theater where they fought.

A huge fire burned the Joker's body, and the heinous criminal finally turned into ashes.

The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops blown by the strong wind hit the truck's compartment. It was like a crazy death heavy metal song reaching its climax.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Resurrect the Joker."

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