Chapter 133: The ending of the story, it's up to me to decide
Although according to the rules and regulations, Sarah and the kidnapped children must go to the police station and the FBI to record a confession, but considering that they have been kidnapped for nearly a day, it is better to simply let these children rest for a while and record a confession another day, and their names are registered anyway.
But Xingle's words are a bit contradictory, because Xingle's title is. P.D.'s special advisor, it stands to reason that he should have avoided getting involved in this case, and even more, he chose to make some kind of deal with the Indexer in order to save the people who were being held hostage, which is basically a violation of rules and regulations, so the problem is more tricky.
It is... Does anyone dare to touch Han Xingle's moldy head, this is another way.
As for the clown, he has to be ruthless on his side.
β... What do you want to do? β
I saw Bugstar take out his own din-EX cartridge and start the cartridge again, but this time the game field did not start.
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βοΌοΌοΌβ The clown suddenly felt that his body was filled with a wave of weakness, and at the same time, the pain of his heart spread throughout his body, and he fell to the ground at once, letting out a cry of unwillingness and resentment.
"Pudding! What did you bastards do!? β
Seeing the tragic picture of the Joker, Harley was so concerned and anxious that she couldn't help but want to step forward to bite Xingle.
"Nothing, it's just activating the Bugstar virus I put in his body."
Bugstar said leisurely and explained:
"It's true that the shelling that hits you directly won't kill you, but it can inject a virus into your body, as long as I activate it, the virus will attack, making him suffer to death, and if you want to be less painful, there is only one way, and that is to stay away from the two of us."
"The virus injected into your body is the Bugstar virus extracted from my and Han Xingle's bodies, to put it simply, the two of us are the mother body of the virus, as long as we are close to our radius of thirty kilometers, our virus mother will activate the virus in your body, as long as it is activated for one day, you will be destroyed by the Bugstar virus."
"To put it simply, it's a restraining order made of the two of us viruses, if you get close to us, you will die in pain, and if you stay close to us for too long, you will be eliminated, that's what it means."
Now, even if the Joker wants to get closer to Naxino, he can't do it, as long as Xingle is still in Naxino City for a day, the Joker will not be able to get close to Naxino City and touch this pure land in his life, in another sense, if the Indexer visits Gotham on business, then the Joker's fun will be greater.
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For the first time, this is the first time that the Joker wants to kill someone with his anger and hatred, and it has nothing to do with happiness and chaos, this has nothing to do with darkness and pleasure, it's just his own private matter.
But in this regard, Bugstar Xingle made a move, kicked the clown in the stomach, and kicked it out mercilessly, that act of not thinking, which was extremely surprising.
Looking at the clown rolling on the ground, Bugstar said coldly:
"Want to kill me? Wait until you can get close to me, no, you can't get close at all, after all, you can't even get close to that bastard bat..."
"Joker, you're a joke, a joke, a joke that can only live in your dark corner, and can only chase the darkness forever."
"Don't say who you love, Harley. Quinn, Batman, that's just an excuse to cover up your ridiculous mask, but because of that, your joke isn't funny at all. β
With that, Bugstar turned and left, for him, the Joker can be a nuisance or an object of fear, but it is definitely not an old enemy, and he is not qualified to do so.
The evil that destroys people's hearts is certainly terrifying, but it is possible for people's hearts to grow again, and this is the plasticity of human beings themselves.
As for Xingle, it can be called an old enemy, and it can also be called the worst, but it is just that 'beast'.
Compared to that, the clown is just a bug.
Ignoring the clowns who were resentful of themselves, they had been escorted into the car by FBI agents and immediately sent back to Gotham Arkham, and as for Bugstar, he walked back to the scene alone, looking at the situation there, with a very soft smile on his face.
The parents of the kidnapped children rushed over one after another, personally hugged the child in their arms, and began to cry with joy for the warmth they felt in their arms, whether it was for the children or for the parents, this scene was probably beautiful enough.
And Xingle and Sarah's family, Brian and Sophia, and the Danfoss family, they all came here, seeing that both of them were safe and sound, they hugged each other, this feeling of family and friends by their side, the most calming and touching.
"Why don't you go and hug one?"
"Why, I'm not part of their family."
The sudden sound made Bugstar less moved, and even the words of reply were a little more sarcastic.
When I looked back, I saw the Gotham bat dressed in black, and I saw that he was standing behind Bugstar at some point, looking at Bugstar with persecution-like eyes.
"You're the same person."
"Can the same person stand in front of you and be two people? And even if it is, do you have proof that the greatest detective in the world can be proven? β
In response to Bugstar's sarcasm, Batman was silent, but took out a small computer and spoke with the data on it:
"This is the genetic factor data sample of the Amazon life form you are calling, which is consistent with Han Xingle's genetic factor sequence, you are two people."
"Your Han Xingle gene data sample was collected in the last two months."
Regarding the above data, Bugstar Xingle was a little dismissive, saying:
"Two months ago, I had already selected Han Xingle as my antibody breeder, and on the day that the nervous woman stabbed me, I chose Han Xingle and put me as a virus into Han Xingle's body, so it is normal for Han Xingle to have my genetic factor information in his body."
put this statement in front of Batman, and saw Batman say calmly:
"Do you think I'll believe that?"
"If you don't, others won't."
Bugstar Xingle is also painless, it doesn't matter what Batman thinks of himself, he alone can find out who he is, but unless it is direct evidence, Han Xingle is an indexer, and this kind of thing will not be confirmed.
Truth is indeed powerful, but it will also change because of the mouth of the crowd, and even Batman cannot correct all falsehoods.
β... I'm not going to stop, I'm going to stare at you. β
After saying this, Batman turned around and was about to leave, but Bugstar suddenly said something:
"So what, can you save Martha, Bruce?"
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An excited punch was thrown at Bugstar Xingle, but Bugstar Xingle indifferently took the punch, looking at the eyes in front of him that had been infected with anger, but there was no joy or sadness on his face.
Batman, no, Bruce. Wayne looked at the child's face in front of him and forced himself to stop his anger, if he didn't stop, he would fall into the trap of the Indexers.
"The clown thinks we're all the same, we're all crazy, and I think he's only half right."
Seeing the complicated feelings of the man in front of him, Bugstar Xingle said what the clown was thinking at that time, so as to divert his attention.
"He said you were a joke, and that's right, you are in the dark, but you still can't help but seek the light, but at the same time you seek the light, and you dig deep into the darkness, and you are indecisive on both sides of the abyss and the sun, and in his opinion, you are indeed funny."
"And the Joker, like I said, he's a bad joke, and there's no room for it."
"I'm different from you, you don't dare, you won't love others, even if it's a verbal righteous son, the family around you, you won't love, you are afraid to love, and because of this, you can only find the value of existence, justice and sin in a state where people are not ghosts and ghosts."
"Shut up!"
Batman grabbed Bugstar by the collar, pulled him in front of him, and asked angrily:
"You don't understand me at all, why do you say such a thing?!"
"Then you, who are seeking revenge like this, save Jason. Todd? β
βοΌοΌοΌβ A heartache was touched mercilessly by Bugstar, so that the man in front of him, Bruce. Wayne was stunned on the spot, his hands were weakly lowered, and he also remembered that night, the night he picked up the child's body.
And Bugstar Xingle looked at the man in front of him and said coldly:
"This is the stupidest place for the clown and you, everyone is lonely in this world, but it is precisely because it is a person that it wants to love another person, and it is precisely because it is willing to love others that it will have the idea of wanting to protect each other and the motivation to give itself, maybe the world itself is very chaotic, but being willing to love others is at least our minimum order."
"You and the clown who don't understand this are destined to have no one around, and even if there is, it won't be long before they leave."
As he spoke, Bugstar Xingle looked at the warm scene over there that touched and enjoyed him, and his originally indifferent face showed a smile, and said:
"The power of loving someone is very powerful, it will make them do things that they can't normally do, and I am too, I am willing to love all of them and want to protect the happiness of all of them."
"It's not something you think is enough, you have your own thoughts, I also have my own 'feelings', I think it's much better to love someone than to hate someone for life, at least this kind of power allows me to protect others, not lose them."
Turning around and looking at the Night Knight, who was still a little shocked, Bugstar's eyes showed his perseverance and awareness, and said:
"You may think you can expect anything, but the future is definitely not something that only people in the dark can see."
"It's up to me to decide how the story ends!"
Turning around, Bugstar no longer pays attention to this man who has been dead in his heart for an unknown number of years, as for what will happen to him in the future, it is his own business......