Chapter 2525: Battle for the Cloak (Fifty-Five)

Chapter 2499: The Battle for the Cape (Fifty-Five)

Batman and Batwoman rushed to the neighborhood they suspected at the beginning, and indeed saw Bruce's figure here. He did not become older, but just more mature.

The two of them followed Bruce home, or to be more precise, after Bruce returned home, they guessed Bruce's address through the light on the window, and then climbed onto the balcony.

Through the gap in the curtains, they saw an old man lying on the bed.

Bruce put the bought vegetables back into the refrigerator one by one, walked into the house, sat down beside the old man's bed, and turned on the bedside lamp.

Batman, standing in the corner of the balcony, saw that it was Gordon, but he was already very old, with white hair, thin and withered, and his eyes were dull.

"Sheriff Gein is divorced." Bruce said, "Her second husband cheated on her and was suspected of sexual bribery. She is suing him for custody, and the result is not optimistic."

Gordon just stared at the ceiling without blinking, his eyes did not change at all. Batman and Batwoman heard Bruce say, "I know she came to you 20 years ago, but not for some claw killer. You asked her to investigate me."

"You asked her to go to the police station to find the case file of your shooting. You suspected that I fired the gun."

Gordon finally turned his eyes slowly and stared at Bruce with his cloudy eyes. Bruce said, "You saw me, right?"

Gordon slowly turned his eyes back.

Batwoman on the balcony looked at Batman. There was no surprise on their faces because they had guessed it before.

Gordon asked the female police officer to retrieve the case file, but he had to hide it from everyone, including Bruce. This was not normal.

Even if he was worried that there might be a hidden line of people who snatched the shares in the police station, there should be no need to hide it from Bruce, because the group of hyenas who snatched the inheritance were also Bruce's enemies, and they should have been comrades on the same front.

But Gordon did not intend to tell Bruce, and even specifically emphasized that the female police officer should not tell Bruce, so it was obvious who he suspected.

"I fired the gun." Bruce said.

Gordon's hands gradually grasped the bed sheet, and Bruce slowly lowered his head and said: "I know it's too late to say this now, but I was angry that you couldn't find the murderer who killed my parents, and I wanted an incompetent policeman like you to be buried with them."

Gordon's expression suddenly shattered, and those previous perseverance and seriousness, even though they were already withered, seemed to collapse in an instant.

He became confused and numb, with a bit of pain in his face that surged from his memories. The case of the Wayne couple was a hurdle that he could never get over in his life.

"Actually, I regretted it the moment I fired the first shot." Bruce sighed and said, "I pulled the trigger instinctively, which led to all this. I know I am responsible, so I have to take care of you."

"Even if I am a useless policeman?" Gordon said word by word in a hoarse voice, "A policeman who can't catch the criminal who killed your parents?"

Bruce was silent, and then he whispered, "These are two different things, uncle. We will move soon. I have bought a new house and everything will pass."

Gordon's lips began to tremble, and tears flowed from his dry eyes. He slowly turned his eyes to Bruce, and Bruce had already stood up.

"Do you hate me?"

Bruce heard Gordon ask this.

Bruce stood there for a long time before he took a step towards the bedroom door, turning the doorknob and said, "No, uncle, I don't hate you anymore."

"Of course you don't hate him, because your revenge has been completed." A low voice sounded at the other end of the room, and Batman pulled open the curtains and walked out.

Bruce looked back at the suddenly appearing Batman, and stepped back cautiously like an ordinary person, leaning his back against the door, grabbing the phone next to him and saying, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

"Are you going to call the police?" Batman said, "At this point, do you still want to continue acting? Aren't you short of audiences now?"

Batwoman also came out, leaning against the wall next to her, standing with her arms folded, staring at Bruce at the door.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"If you really shot Gordon because he was a useless policeman who didn't find the murderer who killed your parents, you would have shot him dead, but you didn't."

"You let him live, live in a humiliating posture, let his agitated sense of justice have nowhere to vent, can't do anything in the real world, can only keep recalling the past, and endure endless mental torture."

"You also deliberately let him see you. He knew that you were the culprit of all this. He didn't hate you for making him like this, but he still had to rely on you, and because he couldn't find the murderer who killed your parents, he blamed himself for all the tragedies he encountered, tortured himself, and couldn't get rid of it at all."

"You let him think that you depend on him, that you have feelings for him, that he is your last relative, so he can't even get rid of this torture by committing suicide, because he doesn't want you to lose your relatives again."

"You made him live a life worse than death but unable to die, you took the most tragic revenge in the world, and now tell him that you don't hate him, don't you feel despicable?"

Bruce looked at Batman with a gloomy face, as if thinking about something, Batwoman lowered her eyes and said: "To this extent, it can only prove that you are a born antisocial person, because ordinary people cannot witness his pain countless times in decades and remain indifferent, whether he is his enemy or not, as long as there is empathy, it cannot be accepted, and if you have no reaction, it proves that you are a lunatic."

"You didn't feel guilty when you told the truth." Batwoman shook her head and said: "You don't even have feelings, only A little frustration and self-blame may be reflecting on the fact that the creativity of torturing others is limited here. You only care about this because you can't think of more cruel means. "

"I'm not an ordinary person." Bruce suddenly said: "Maybe I'm more like a loser. My parents are dead, and my relatives have taken away everything. I have no education and no ability. I have worked part-time for half my life and have to carry a burden. "

"You are trying to portray yourself as a victim." Batman said: "This is also a common trick used by antisocial people. When they say this, it proves that they are not victims of these tragedies, but creators. "

"You just want to make Gordon feel more guilty." Batwoman pointed out, "You want him to know how difficult it is for you and how long he has dragged you down, and pretend to be an ordinary person who can't cope with ordinary life. "

"I have indeed lived like this for most of my life." Bruce said calmly.

"But all this is because of the gun you fired." Batman was not disturbed by him at all, and said: "If you didn't fire those two shots, Gordon wouldn't be paralyzed in bed, and you wouldn't have to run around. Isn't this what you asked for?"

"I was just impulsive."

"I said you weren't. If you were impulsive, you would have shot him in the head instead of accurately hitting his spine." Batwoman smiled and said with a mocking look: "Don't you think it's easier to make a person alive but paralyzed than to shoot him in the head? How long have you practiced?"

"Then the cause of the incident should also be that he failed to find the murderer who killed my parents. He is an incompetent policeman." Bruce said in a low tone.

"Then you are also an incompetent clerk." Batman said: "Anyone who meets you when you mess up anything at work should be the murderer who shoots you. Maybe your parents were killed because they messed up something at work."

Bruce's face sank, and he stared at Batman with a frighteningly focused look.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"You came here just to play this logic game with me? Then you win, but if you don't leave my house, I will call the police."

"Don't worry." Batman said calmly: "Who created this world? Why?"

"Don't you think it's too late to pursue this question now?" Bruce said without disguising: "It's meaningless."

"Of course." Batman turned his head and said: "Because no matter who created it, it will be destroyed soon."

Batman turned and left, and Batwoman also left, but they didn't see Bruce's secretly raised mouth behind them.

Arkham Batman, who was confronting Little Krypton at the door, was stunned. He heard the conversation between Bruce and Batman on the screen. He turned his head and looked at the screen and said, "What did he say? It's about to be destroyed? The world is about to be destroyed???"

"But Jason's little daughter hasn't been born yet." Arkham Batman said in a daze, "Just now at the family gathering, he said he was looking forward to it, of course..."

He no longer cared about the obstruction of these animals and rushed out of the door. Little Krypton had no choice but to fly and catch up with him and said, "Where are you going?"

"I want to enter this universe." Arkham Batman said, "I want to stop that Batman from destroying it, I have to..."

Jason's happy smile flashed through Arkham Batman's mind again. This is the destiny that Jason should have. He thought that he needed to get everything on the right track. Even if the dream would eventually wake up, Jason should enjoy a little more peace here. This is what he deserves.

He would never allow anyone to break this beautiful dream by violence, to make Jason return to the cold reality, and to make his only escape from the painful memories of the past so short, even if this person is another Batman.

In the real world, Robin and his friends welcomed an unexpected guest, Poison Ivy.

The thing is, they finally got to the vicinity of Wayne Tower, and after a series of hardships in the fog, they finally climbed to the top of Wayne Tower and entered the office, but unfortunately, there was nothing here.

There was no trace of King Robin, and those crazy Robins couldn't tell where their boss had gone. The Robins had made another wasted trip, and they were inevitably a little frustrated.

But at this time, Poison Ivy came out of the office lounge, and it seemed that she had been waiting for them here.

"Well, you are finally here, it seems that you need help?"