Chapter 2098: Knight's Night of Terror (Part 42)

Chapter 2072 Knight's Night of Terror (Forty-two)

Although he had read something from Schiller's hint, this answer was still enough to surprise Jason.

This was not right. Jason would rather believe that the Batman in front of him was replaced by someone. How could he be the kind of person who killed himself because of his inner guilt?

Jason maintained that posture and looked up at Batman, trying to find a clue from his face. He must have been hypnotized by the doctor named Schiller. It must be like this.

But reason told Jason that this was impossible. Compared with the answer Batman told him, it was more unbelievable that Batman would be easily influenced by others to hurt himself.

Either Batman was a coward or Batman was a weakling. Jason didn't know how to choose, and Batman was never good at explaining.

So they were silent.

And now Bruce couldn't stand silence. He didn't know if Jason was disappointed again.

Batman couldn't remember how long it had been since he lost control like this. When Schiller asked for his current blood for research, his first reaction was to use a bat dart to cut a hole in his arm.

Batman was very sure that Schiller was shocked at the time.

First, this was simply too unprofessional. Blood used for medical research must be drawn with professional blood-drawing equipment.

This method of directly cutting a hole in one's skin to collect blood looked like a scientific research method that folk scientists would imagine, and there was no essential difference from the description in vampire fantasy novels.

Batman himself was stunned after doing this. He and Schiller could be said to be staring at each other, so that the best time to stop bleeding was missed.

The blood used in the end was actually drawn, which means that Batman was injured, but no results were obtained. It was not even sudden, and it seemed to be premeditated.

Afterwards, Schiller conducted a psychoanalysis based on his professionalism, which was judged by Batman as nonsense.

But if you think about it carefully and summarize it now, it is exactly the same as the answer he just said.

Go back and invent a mind-reading shield.

Batman found himself becoming irritable, even a little like being angry, this is really a change of offense and defense.

He had to do something to change the current situation, so he picked up the information sent by Schiller and pretended to read it attentively, while Jason turned back to continue applying iodine to his face.

For the first time, Batman felt that he could not read professional materials. To some extent, it was similar to college students before the final exam. Even the amount of colored potions Jason applied on his face was more worthy of his attention than these boring professional terms.

After all, this really concerns his snack immunity. If Jason goes to see Alfred with such a big wound, the cookies in his afternoon tea for the next year will be replaced with muffin cakes.

Dinglingling...

No matter who made this call, Batman decided to listen to what he said with the most patience in his half-life to express his gratitude.

"Hello, Batman, this is Schiller..."

Batman immediately retracted his decision.

"Have you read the information I sent you?" Schiller's tone was businesslike, but Batman knew he was definitely doing it on purpose. He suspected that the doctor even knew what stage his conversation with Jason had reached, and needed a phone call to disrupt the situation, so he made this call on purpose.

"No, don't go to the security communication room for me, it's too much trouble for you, just talk briefly."

See, he really expected it.

Bruce changed his hand to hold the phone, flipping through the information perfunctorily and said: "This virus does have amazing properties, but I am more concerned about its transmission route. In your analysis, you wrote that people who killed it will be infected with it. I don't know what basis this is..."

"No, my case is just an example. Did all the people infected with the Joker virus before..."

"That makes sense. I really don't know what the Joker did to them. It is also possible that the dead Joker was not the Joker I first knew. The virus has at least changed two hosts..."

"According to my speculation, it may be like this." Bruce felt that his thoughts were a little confused.

He felt that he might be talking nonsense, but he never wanted to take responsibility for what he said as much as he did now. Anyway, the person opposite was Schiller, so he should use nonsense to respond to nonsense.

It was too bad. He was angry again.

But Bruce still chose to talk nonsense, because Peter Parker had also talked nonsense in front of him, so it was even.

"Maybe the Joker kidnapped them, tortured them constantly, gave them a chance to escape, then stopped them on their way and forced them to kill him, so that they would be infected with the Joker virus, become new Jokers, and continue his plan."

"But maybe there are some people who failed to completely kill the Joker and were not completely transformed, so they became infected with the Joker virus..."

It was totally illogical. Bruce didn't know what he was saying, and then he continued to talk about it.

"And I was infected with the Joker virus, maybe because although I didn't kill the Joker myself, the Joker died because of me. I don't know if you can understand, but that's what I mean."

"Those infected with the Joker virus may have indirectly caused the Joker's death like me, so they were infected..."

Schiller certainly felt the breakdown of Batman's language logic at this time, losing his original concise style, and babbling about something.

But he is worthy of being Batman, and his nonsense may really hit the point.

Schiller only thought that the injection in the original Schiller's hand might be the Joker virus, but isn't the most classic way of spreading the Joker virus to kill the Joker?

Of course, this rule is also the result of DC editors patching, mainly to explain why Batman doesn't kill the Joker. Although it is far-fetched, rules are rules, and it is likely to apply to everyone.

Schiller was sure that he had never killed the Joker, at least not physically. So if he had been infected with the Joker virus before he came back to DC, could it be that the original Schiller had killed the Joker?

Schiller thought of the egg of laughter deep in Bruce's subconscious.

If the original Schiller killed the possibility of Bruce in this universe turning into a laughing maniac, would it be considered killing the Joker?

Then it is possible that the original Schiller took a huge force to self-destruct and cleared the dark rules of Gotham, and was judged to have killed the Joker and infected with the Joker virus. When Schiller's soul came, he happened to meet Batman's gaze, so he became the Joker.

What about the mysterious injection?

"Batman, according to your speculation, is it possible that the Joker virus exists outside the body in the form of a drug?" Schiller asked.

Bruce frowned, and he almost instinctively answered: "Impossible, if I can extract it, I won't be bothered by it."

He looked down at the data and said: "The organ tissue test report you gave me also showed that the impact of this mysterious virus on the human body is unobservable, and I got the same conclusion."

"If there is another factor that also exists in the Joker's body, can the two be combined, or will this factor become a carrier of the Joker virus?"

"If you can give me some of this factor, I can help you analyze it, but if you want to continue to experiment with the Joker, you need to pay extra rent..."

"No problem." Schiller agreed: "I don't think your other Robins are mentally healthy, I can..."

"No need." Bruce interrupted him immediately and said: "Stay away from them, the farther the better, this is my condition, the Joker will lend it to you."

Schiller hung up the phone after getting a satisfactory answer. He really needed to try to put the Dionysus factor into the Joker's body to see if he could use it to extract the Joker virus in the Joker's body.

But the experimental method required will be innovative, so Schiller called Peter, hoping to get Peter's help.

"Hello, Peter? How does it sound from your end..."

"Oh, Dr. Schiller, I'm busy. Um... You may want to ask me what I'm busy with. In fact, I'm busy saving a mistake, a huge mistake."

"The thing is, the group of reporters I led to the bridge suddenly found that the Gotham people who had just woken up were a little dull and not aggressive. They thought this was a good opportunity to explore the secrets of this dark city."

"Very courageous, and then?"

"Wasn't Wayne Manor flattened by a missile before? No one went to clean it up. The reporters rushed to the ruins, where they found a photo of the Bat family."

"It seems that they were eating afternoon tea in uniforms, so they didn't wear masks. Their identities have been exposed. The news will be published as soon as tomorrow morning. I'm trying to find a way..."

Bang bang bang!

Bruce and Jason looked at the door that was knocked violently. Bruce stood up and walked over to open the door. Amanda stood outside the door.

Through the gap between Bruce and the door, Amanda saw Jason. She closed her eyes in pain, pounded the door frame and said:

"What the hell are you doing?! Bruce Wayne?! Do you have to stay with your weird little hobby all the time?! You are in trouble!"

Amanda held a tablet in one hand and placed it in front of Bruce. After seeing the image on it clearly, Bruce's pupils shrank suddenly.

That was the scene of him having afternoon tea with the Bat Family.

Bruce remembered that they had just experienced a chaos, Nightwing came back to help, Robin was Jason, and of course Barbara also helped.

After the incident, they were about to disperse, but Alfred suggested that they have afternoon tea before leaving.

At that time, they were all too tired and relaxed. Batman sat on the sofa without a mask or cape. Nightwing's tights were damaged, so he only wore a pair of lace-up pajamas. Jason was barefoot without a mask, and his mouth was full of cookies. Barbara was scalded by the first sip of hot tea.

Alfred took a picture of this scene. Of course, for safety reasons, Bruce put this photo in his bedroom. Invading Gotham was already difficult, let alone Wayne Manor.

But things in this world are so coincidental. The anesthesia of the whole city eliminated most of the threats to Gotham, and Wayne Manor happened to be bombed. Batman was eager to solve the power field, and the reporters took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

Bruce's breathing became rapid almost in an instant, but not because his identity was exposed.

"This will be their most powerful handle to attack you, Bruce." Amanda was still trying to add fuel to the fire. She said, "A freak in tights leading a few kids in tights, people will only take it as a joke, but if this freak is Bruce Wayne, then these kids..."

"Enough, get out."

Bang!

The door was closed.

Jason, who had just stood up, found that he saw another kind of horror in Batman.

"Jason, do me a favor." Bruce looked at him and said.

Jason stared at him, then nodded seriously. What he saw in Batman at this moment made Jason understand that something was going to happen.

"Stop me before I kill someone."

Jason was stunned.

The fox looks at the chicken coop