Bang!

The cup was smashed to the ground, shattered into desolate pieces, and an elderly general put his hands on the armrests and looked at the shards on the ground with a cold expression.

"Bruce Wayne dared to do it!" The admiral took a deep breath and said, "How did you find the person?" How could you be caught by a bunch of half-sized boys? ”

"It's not just ......" The lieutenant general next to him paused for a moment and then changed his words, saying, "There must be those crazy people." ”

The Admiral's face was serious, and after the initial anger, he quickly regained his senses, and speculated in a deep voice: "It's true that Bruce Wayne is always called a playboy by the media, but we all know he's not. ”

"If he still needs to do something out of the ordinary in order to maintain this disguise in the past, then you also saw just now, he has already shown his fangs, and he doesn't plan to pretend at all, why do you engage in such a child's temper to vent his anger?"

"Revealing that we sent people into Gotham without permission and are still close to Wayne Manor will indeed cause a storm of public opinion." Said the young general.

But the old general snorted coldly, touched the white hair on his sideburns, and said: "You understand, it is never the people who can decide these things, and this has no other effect than to disgrace the military." ”

"But when they can already threaten our actual interests, there is no need for him to do more, but he will completely block the way for future negotiations......

"Then what do you think ......?"

"I'm afraid someone wants to help him block the way to negotiation." A cold glint crossed the admiral's eyes, and he said: "Either those crazy people in Gotham can't wait to leave the city, as long as Wayne completely loses the possibility of negotiating with us, then it will be a matter of time before the Gotham prison closes, and so is their freedom, and the prison that those idiots made out can't hold these super criminals." ”

"It's ...... or," the old admiral's tone grew deeper and deeper, and there was even a slight tremor on his fingertips pressed on the table, he said.

"Those people are fed up with the greedy FBI, and they're going to throw the old chessboard in the trash and find a new one."

The young subordinate looked curious, and the elderly admiral explained to himself, "They want to make Gotham a new chessboard and pick a new Guardian, and that person is Bruce Wayne." ”

"Whether it's the shareholders of the Wayne Group or the people who need to exchange interests, they must like Bruce Wayne more, because his actions so far have shown that he is a businessman, and that he will be purer and more indulgent than the FBI."

Knuckles tapped lightly on the table, and the old admiral sighed and said, "They don't want to hide anymore, they want it to be taken for granted, and the biggest problem they ever encountered was that those who dared to do it were incapable, and those who were capable did not dare to do it." ”

"Now, Bruce Wayne has arrived." The old man closed his eyes and sighed as if in prayer: "Since he has raised his hand, someone will help him to press it on his Bible." ”

In the bat cave, Robin and Nightwing looked at the surveillance footage of the Gotham Bridge speechlessly, and the picture transmitted by the drone showed not only Gotham reporters rushing there, but also a convoy of reporters from out of town who were not afraid of death.

"What did Batman say?" Robin asked, turning his head.

Nightwing sighed deeply, sat down in the chair next to him, and turned it around before saying, "He said he told Peter Parker to do it, but I always felt that the meaning of this sentence was that no matter what Peter did, you should not bother with him." ”

"I think you're right, but that's too out of line." Robin looked back at the surveillance footage, and what was more striking than the group of reporters was the dozens of people hanging from the steel cables of the Gotham Bridge.

Of course, this group of people infiltrated secretly, but they were not wearing military uniforms, and they couldn't tell what their identity was from the outside, but they couldn't stand the fact that someone glued a line of big words "They are soldiers" with colored spider silk on it.

This sentence is a bit of a beginning, but the reporter can smell the smell of big news from these few words.

First of all, this group of people is soldiers, which means that they are people from the military, so the question is, since the military knows that a catastrophe is happening in Gotham and has the ability to send people in, why did they send so many people?

Now that the whole city is shrouded in the shadow of a terrorist attack, you can't say that the whole army is going to the disaster relief, but what about helicopters? What about parachutes? What about airdrops?

If you take a closer look, this group of people is not wearing military uniforms, and in terms of temperament and dress, they are not like ordinary soldiers, but a bit like special combat soldiers.

Anyway, either the military is reckless for the lives of citizens, or it suffers a big loss from the terrorists, and no matter how you write it, you can make enough gimmicks.

It's no wonder that this group of reporters rushed to the front line of the news not long after waking up, this report was written enough to make people cry, and this year's Pulitzer Prize was not easy?

"Let's go and put them down." Robin sighed and said, "It's not okay to hang like this, it's quite cold outside." ”

Nightwing just wanted to get up, but hesitated, but finally he stopped Robin and said, "I think we should watch the situation again, after all, Batman didn't tell me to put them down just now, what if this is Batman's plan?" ”

Robin's footsteps also stopped, he felt that Nightwing had a point, since Batman didn't have an opinion, they went on their own, what if they ruined Batman's plan?

Nightwing crossed his arms and looked up at the largest screen, and said, "That kid still talks about humanitarianism, instead of hanging their hands directly, he wrapped them in cocoons, the material looks quite warm, and more importantly, this group of people should not be afraid of cold." ”

Robin glanced at Nightwing's expression, apparently knowing that Nightwing might have guessed what this group was here for, and then he smiled a little self-deprecatingly and said, "If they're really here for the Bat Family, then they're really here, and I'd love to see how they looked when they came to Peter Parker." ”

"Come on." Nightwing sat back in his chair and said with one hand on his cheek, "We can't even catch him, do you know where he's gone now?" ”

"I saw him go east before, but...... Forget it, there was always a time when Batman was particularly fond of newcomers. ”

Nightwing laughed too, and then he said as if he remembered something again, "It's good that your last one wasn't there when you first arrived, I know Jason, he'll ask you to go head-to-head, and then punch out two of your teeth." ”

Robin shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not that easy to deal with, but that guy is really strong and scary...... By the way, how is he? Would you like to give him a call? ”

The island is like a boat floating on the sea, desolate and lonely, uninhabited, until a motorboat drags the waves from the coastline to the graceful trajectory, breaking the long-standing tranquility here.

Peter Parker parked the jet ski next to the dock and glued it firmly with spider silk to prevent the wind and waves from blowing it away.

Then he started to carry the ingredients from the trunk, because most of the shelf-stable ingredients had already been transported by speedboat, so Peter only came to deliver some seasonal vegetables that were not easy to store, and only two boxes that were not heavy.

He walked into the cabin with the box in his arms, and the first thing he saw was Jason curled up on the couch.

Schiller, while he was tidying up in the kitchen next to him, greeted Peter when he came in, and said, "Thank you, Peter, just put it at the door." ”

Schiller put down what he was busy with, walked to the door, smiled behind Peter's back and said, "I've seen it on the news, you're doing a good job, but I have to warn you, Peter, Batman must be angry right now." ”

Peter licked his lips, showed a bitter gourd face, spread his hands and said, "Got it, doctor, when he comes back, I'll remember to run faster." ”

Then he probed his head and looked inside, raised a hand and pointed at Jason gently, making a curious expression, to the effect of asking, "Is he really okay?" ”。

Schiller followed Peter's gaze and glanced back at Jason, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking a little sluggish, and replied fluently: "He's fine, Peter, the medical students who are approaching the exam are like this, their eyes are blank and their limbs are stiff. ”

"That's just because there's too much complex knowledge that takes up their brains and doesn't allow them to do their daily activities well, but it's worth it, and they're going to get a good score on the exam."

Peter swallowed and looked at Schiller from the top of his eyes, Schiller reached out and patted his arm and said, "Don't worry, surgery is not a compulsory subject for you, you can take it as a hobby, but no one requires you to take the exam." ”

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Jason with sympathetic eyes, and turned away as fast as he could.

After closing the door, Schiller carried the two boxes that Peter had just brought in to the kitchen, picked out some fresh vegetables from them, and started the toaster.

It didn't take long for a plate of sandwiches to be brought to Jason, and Jason's eyes, which were a little cloudy from fatigue, rolled a little, but instead of focusing on the sandwich, it fell on Schiller's hand.

Schiller finished putting the plate and sat down opposite Jason, clasped his hands together, his forearms on his legs, looked at Jason and said, "Now you should understand, I'm here for your good, are you still scared of the clown?" ”

Jason was silent and didn't speak, only a slight movement of his Adam's apple up and down.

He knew his answer was "no".

But he also believes that no one can give a positive answer after all this.

Only now it was no longer the clown who frightened him, but Schiller.

It's hard for Jason to describe how much he regrets using the flock as a metaphor for ordinary people's society, not that the metaphor is inappropriate, but that he finds that when he only sees this as a metaphor, someone is practicing it with practical actions.

Jason cuts through the Joker.

But that's just the first step.

When Schiller's scalpel rested on his neck, it was not the threat of death that frightened him the most, but the eyes of the clown lying on the operating table.

That look is like saying that you will always be a little lamb tied to a chair, I can do whatever I want to you at any time, you have no power to resist, and you can't even have the heart to resist.

Jason was terrified that he would become like this.

So he got his hands dirty.

Cutting a living person feels completely different from decomposing a corpse, and cutting a clown is another difference.

When Jason slice open the man's chest, he could feel the living limbs twitch with fear, and he could clearly feel the beating of his heart and the flow of blood.

Too fresh, too warm, too cruel, too out of place.

But at the moment when the skin around the knife suddenly tightened, Jason realized that the clown would also hurt.

Maybe he's a madman, maybe he's willing to give everything, even his life, for his evil plan, but pain is a common feeling that no one is immune to, and the same wound brings the same pain.

It can't be said that Jason didn't learn anything from what he felt at this moment, but before he could understand and digest it, Schiller's order came again.

Of course, the ribs were removed, two-thirds of the right lung was cut off, as well as the pancreas and part of the small intestine.

Jason's hands were shaking, but he did.

(End of chapter)