Jason was the first to meet a woman, a woman named Christina Bale, wearing a pink shirt and glasses, not very strong, but temperamental.

She looked a little like a clown, but it wasn't him, and Jason knocked Bell down as fast as he could, but Bell lay on the ground and laughed maniacally.

The lenses on the woman's face were shattered, some of which were even stuck in her eyeballs, but her bleeding eyes were fixed on a nearby door.

Jason narrowed his eyes, stepped over Bell's arm, and walked towards the door, and before he could reach the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The hand covered in metal armor slowly pushed the door open.

Blood, a room full of blood.

A young man in a red leotard collapsed in the center of the room, blood all around his body.

That's Robin, he's been disemboweled.

Jason was stunned, and he stood there for a few moments before rushing forward, while Robin only had his last breath left.

He didn't say anything, let out a short exhalation, his eyes were full of pain, and finally he lost his voice completely.

Jason stood up in disbelief and looked at the blood around him, but at that moment, the woman's crazy laughter rang out again.

"Hahahaha! Poor little bird...... What pitiful fantasies do you have again? Think Batman came to your rescue, or did you already run out? You know you don't! ”

Jason rushed out and grabbed Bell by the collar, and just as he was about to land a punch on Bell's face, the wound on Bell's eye suddenly began to bleed.

Certain fragments of memories flashed through Jason's mind.

"You know what? As long as the optic nerve is not damaged, the human eyeball can go through a long torment before becoming infected, and you will see with your own eyes how murder weapons of all shapes and sizes can pierce your most vulnerable parts. ”

"You can even see how the blood is coming out, running over the surface of your eyeball, out of your eye socket, and you can even see how the needle inserted into the eyeball is causing a wound in the vitreous."

"Next, let's try ......"

Jason let out a painful whimper, then covered his eyeballs, and when he opened them again, his eyes suddenly went black.

Some strange perspective allowed him to see that a tube was blocking his vision, but when his eyes were focused, he couldn't see anything.

Bell fell to the ground, and when Jason looked down again, the woman's eyes were full of various needles.

Jason covered his eyes and retreated, but the black in his field of vision became more and more, and the thin flakes in the shape of tubes and needles were blood red one after another, and then pitch black.

He could only feel the faint light and shadow flowing in front of his eyes, and hear heavy footsteps circling in his ears.

But there should have been no one else in this room but him.

Is it a hallucination?

Did he really leave that room?

Jason stumbled forward, unable to see, relying only on his hearing to determine his position, and then he heard a heavier footstep and an angry roar.

Strong, very strong, it would have been a close fight, but Jason couldn't see it now, so he was knocked straight out.

Albert King, a name Jason remembers seeing in the Bat Base material, was a fairly strong man who exhibited a distinctly clown-type violent tendency.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice again, it was Nightwing screaming, bones shattered, flesh blurred.

Jason screamed and rushed over, but he couldn't see anything, and when a strong gust of wind hit, he instinctively dodged and seized the opportunity to punch the attacker in the face.

Then a fury swelled up in his heart, and Jason held down the attacker with a hard grip, punch after punch, shattering one bone, and then another.

But Albert's voice was still smiling.

"That's it, remembering what happened to you......"

Jason fell off Albert's body, and he suddenly found that he couldn't use his strength, and he struggled to stand up with his waist muscles, and when he tried to use his arm, he only felt indescribable pain.

The completely shattered bones were stuck in the flesh, and his arm was almost crushed, but it was a blunt force injury, so it was still hanging on his body.

"People always say that the physical body is very resilient, but there is another situation – false recovery."

"When the flesh wants to heal, no matter what foreign objects are in it, the shattered bone fragments will be wrapped in the flesh, and with the gradual healing, they will become countless spikes in the flesh."

"Without the support of bones, your arm will no longer have any function, but it will heal completely, and it will become two ugly ornaments, into instruments of torture that bring pain."

In a haze, Jason saw two arms falling at his sides, like two strange sarcomas.

He ran upstairs with all his strength, and upstairs he saw Johnny in a white coat, the last clown infected person to escape.

As expected, he heard Batman's muffled snort and the sound of heavy flesh falling, as well as a strong smell of blood.

Jason was no longer able to support his body, and Johnny's voice rang in his ears.

"The evolution of the human pelvis is amazing, sacrificing the stability of quadrupedal support, but sometimes I wonder how this evolutionary miracle can be reversed."

"It's not really that hard, we just need a few steel nails to make the structure of the body look more primitive."

Jason looked down, and he saw that the skin of his abdomen had been completely dissected, revealing pale and yellowing bones, and the pelvis, hip bone, and trochanteric trochanter were pinned together in an eerie way.

He found himself able to manipulate his legs the way he had done it, but instead of walking upright, he landed on all fours like a beast, with excruciating pain with each step forward.

But he continued to look in the direction where he could hear the sound, until he came to Batman's side.

Until they touch Batman's icy corpse.

"Uh......"

Jason woke up suddenly, he sat up with his hands on his hands in a panic, and he looked around blankly to find that he was still in the prison in the Batcave.

His eyes were dry from staying up late for a long time, and his arms, waist and legs were a little sore from the previous fight.

A nightmare, Jason thought, was insane.

Two seconds after waking up, the details were a little blurry, and he thought that his physical discomfort might have caused some of the episodes in the nightmare, and he didn't know when the damn parasite would finish his job.

But the voices of those people always echoed in Jason's ears, as if there were some differences, and they all seemed to be blurred into the same voice.

Jason sat still, thinking about the gruesome words and the horror of empathizing with the torture.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and Jason keenly heard Batman's footsteps in the middle.

Wait, didn't he send the criminal to the Gotham Police Department?

Could it be that Batman's departure is also part of his own dream? When did the dream begin? Did Peter communicate with himself?

Anyway, the two of them were going to come back to see him, and see him in a cage like a prisoner, like a zoo animal.

“…… It's a bit tricky, but I have to be away for a while and I want him to get professional treatment. ”

Jason heard that it was Batman talking, and he really didn't expect him to say such a long paragraph.

"I'm in favor of doing this, we'll all cooperate as much as possible, the Bat family will provide you with everything you need, we just hope he gets better soon."

Jason instinctively breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Nightwing speak, but soon felt a little confused, he always felt that the topic of discussion outside the door was related to him.

"We can't let him go." Barbara's voice again, "It's not good, you're right, Tim?" ”

"I don't know." Tim's voice also came, and he said, "But since this doctor can cure Batman, then Jason ...... too"

"I'm very sorry, doctor, but I want all the treatment to be manageable, he can only be carried out in the designated room, I will monitor the whole process, the Bat Family will not restrict your movements, but they have an obligation to ensure your safety and the safety of the entire treatment process."

"No problem." An unfamiliar voice appeared, and Jason hurriedly pricked up his ears to listen, and he heard the man say, "Due to the special situation, I will not follow the principle of patient confidentiality for the time being, and you can fully understand the situation of psychotherapy." ”

"But you'd better find us a quieter and more comfortable place to live, no psychiatrist can make people feel good in prison, and I will be limited to the limits of my treatment."

"No problem...... I'll make Nightwing ......"

As his voice faded and the anger in his heart overshadowed the rest, Jason got up from the ground and rushed to the railing, grabbing it with both hands.

When the group walked in, Batman walked over first, looked at Jason's expression and said, "I have hired a psychiatrist for you, he has a very high level of professionalism, and you have to cooperate with the treatment during the time I left here for Washington, D.C., Jason." ”

"What do you mean?! Do you think I'm sick?! I'm not as fragile as you think! Batman! Put away your useless compassion! ”

"Alright...... Jason ......"

Jason suddenly looked at Nightwing and said, "Here it is again, here it is again, that tone where all of you are doing my good, and only I am vexatious......"

Nightwing reluctantly took two steps back and turned to look at Batman, as if waiting for his opinion, while Peter persuaded from an objective point of view: "It will take some time for the symbiote to recover from your physical injuries, and during this time, you will often feel weak or physically painful. ”

"Anyway, we need to recuperate for a while, and it's better to live with a professional doctor than with us, right?"

Peter shrugged his shoulders and said, "When the time comes, you can only watch us go out freely, and it will be very uncomfortable to move yourself, isn't it even more unbearable?" ”

"I don't think he should have left the Batcave." Barbara emphasized: "Do you expect him to realize? He's going to have cold drinks, fried chicken, three packs of chips a day, and he's going to run to the gym despite his injuries, and we'll have to watch him ......."

It was a lore for Jason, who was suddenly less averse to going out and living alone.

At this time, a figure walked out behind Batman, which was incompatible with the painting style of several people in the bat cave.

The man wore a three-piece reddish-brown striped lapel suit with a well-fitting cut, and a blue pocket towel folded into a flower pattern in his pocket.

As he stepped out of the shadows and over to the cage, Jason saw a pair of gray eyes that were slightly glazed.

"Hello, Jason."

The voice is deep and soft, but the voice is too familiar.

Jason suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took two steps back, retreating into the depths of the cage, staring at the figure in disbelief.

And the deep voice came again.

"I said, you'd find me."

I can't think of it! The front is dumplings again!