Barbara sits in her bulletproof wheelchair.

This dejected girl no longer has the same gentle and generous happiness as when she first met Mason.

She looked at the height of more than thirty meters above the ground in front of her, and under this doomed and noisy night, a gust of wind blew Barbara's long red hair up, so that the girl couldn't help but clench her arms.

She felt cold.

Not only is it because he is wearing only pajamas, but there is also a chill in his heart caused by the pain of betrayal, like doing something terrible in a nightmare and waking up to find that the nightmare has come true.

After sobering up, she suddenly found that she had no way out.

"Barbara, what are you doing? Come back soon!"

Gordon's frightened shouts rang out from behind, and Barbara looked back to see her father on the roof with her boyfriend, Grayson.

Two of the three most important men in his life appeared...

"Don't come here!"

Barbara screamed.

The wheels of the wheelchair turned around and left half of her body in the air, which made Gordon stop immediately, and made Nightwing behind him subconsciously throw out the hook lock to pull his girlfriend back.

But the hook that flew out was whipped out by Barbara with a fighting stick.

She's also a former superhero who has also been trained by Batman, and she may not be as talented as the "original Robin" when it comes to combat, but she's definitely not human.

"You all know it, but you don't say it! After bringing me here, they all chose to be silent."

The girl in the wheelchair had a complicated expression, laughing and crying, and she said:

"I know you don't want to tell the truth, but the more you care about me, the more I feel like I'm guilty! It was I who betrayed Batman!

I have betrayed you!

It was I who blocked the Bat Network's distress signal on the night two days ago and nearly killed Bruce in Crime Alley, and I was the one who helped them hide the Advent information.

That person used my access code to enter the bat network.

Look at the burning Gotham, I was involved in all the disasters tonight, and every drop of blood from everyone who died tonight was on my hands.

I've turned myself into the kind of madman I hate the most...

The Joker's vicious joke came true, Dad, and Grayson, and I became as ugly and crazy as he was."

"You were just forced, Barbara, it's not your fault!"

Grayson stepped forward and saw Barbara push the wheelchair back again.

The sound of the shattered masonry crashing to the ground made Nightwing's hands tingle, and even if he could take down a hundred criminals with his bare hands, he wouldn't dare to irritate his girlfriend anymore.

He stretched out his hands and said:

"I know it wasn't of your own volition, I know what kind of person you are, I know you won't be like that! That's not your fault. Don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes."

"I wasn't forced, Grayson. I did it voluntarily."

Barbara was even more devastated.

She screamed uncontrollably:

"When Jason showed up, when he asked me for help, I... I can't control myself, I can disguise myself well in front of you.

I was even able to hide from Bruce's inquiry.

But I can't hide the shadow in my heart in front of Jason, because he's just like me!

He had the same experience as me!

He showed me another possibility, and I fell hopelessly into it, sorry, Dick, I did it wrong, I messed up.

It's all my fault."

"Who did you just say?"

Nightwing's eyes widened, and he clenched his fists and said incredulously:

"Jason? Jason Todd? Are you sure it's him? We all know that he has... It couldn't be him! That must be a conspiracy of the Assasins.

You've just been tricked by them, and we all know how cunning they are."

"He lived, crawled out of his grave, and returned to Gotham to find Bruce and the Joker, who were going to complete two revenge in the city.

One is the enemy.

One is the former family."

Barbara told everything she knew.

Her expression became numb and desperate, and she covered her head and said:

"He hated the Joker for using his mother to bring him to a desperate situation and brutally kill him, but that hatred wasn't enough to turn a Robin into a criminal.

What burns more violently than the hatred of the clown is what another person does.

After his death, instead of punishing the murderer, the man he regarded as his father and mentor brought the clown back to Gotham and placed him in the safest asylum.

It's like I was approached by Zhou Keer with a gun on that desperate night.

The madman shot me in the spine.

He knew it wasn't going to make me die, it was going to make me and those close to me miserable for the rest of my life.

While I was lying in my hospital bed, I had fantasized that my father and my mentor would bring the people who hurt me to justice, but all I ended up with was one more safe criminal in Arkham Asylum who would eventually escape...

How can the clown survive in his cell after hurting so many people?

What the hell is he!"

Barbara tightened the armrest of her wheelchair and stared at the silent Grayson and then at her father, who was on his knees in despair.

She knew that the words she uttered would hurt them.

But the pain that is buried in the heart must be spoken on this farewell night.

It's good as a last word.

As a warning.

"Bruce! You coward! It's been now, don't you dare to come out and face us?"

Barbara screamed.

She knew that Batman was hiding in the shadows somewhere on the top of the building, and she shouted:

"My paralysis and Jason's death are still not enough for you to put that madman on the bench! Sometimes I really wonder if those nonsense rumors are true!

Are you really playing a deadly game with those crazy people in Gotham City that never ends!

And the price of your game is people like us.

I'm not afraid of clowns!

I have come out of the shadow he has given me, and I will not waste the rest of my life hating a vicious madman!

But the shadow you have given me has always hung over me.

You should protect us.

But you don't.

After we have been hurt, you should give the punishment that those who wantonly hurt others.

But you still don't.

Not only did you not do it yourself, but you prevented others from doing that punishment, how many times have you saved the Joker from an attack on him?

Why?

Just because he's a pathetic madman who wants to set the whole world on fire? Or is it because he is pitiful?..

Shall we not be pitied?"

When she said this, Barbara's voice was hoarse, and her whole person was like a mad scream, and the violent burst of emotions made her hair fly in the night wind.

She gasped and whispered:

"It's not a strong will that can overcome nightmares, I came out of the nightmare that the Joker brought me, but I couldn't get out of the nightmare called Batman.

Your no-kill rule makes me admire you enough to be willing to follow you, but I know that Batman's soaring under the dark comes at a price.

Me and Jason are the price.

I regret helping him.

Not because he hurt you, but because I broke the oath I made under your cloak and that I had drawn the innocent into this vengeance.

I did it wrong.

So I should

Accept punishment for it."

Barbara turned her wheelchair to bring herself closer to the deadly height of more than thirty meters behind her.

In the final farewell, with tears on her face, the gentle girl said to her father and her boyfriend:

"I'm sorry I let you down."

"No!"

Gordon rushes to the edge of the roof like crazy, but Barbara has already fallen under the ground with her wheelchair.

The horrific experience of losing his daughter drove the director completely crazy, and he punched Nightwing in the cheek who was pulling him, rushed out as fast as he could in his life, and jumped down without hesitation to try to grab his daughter.

Faster than him was a silent figure rushing out of the shadows.

The old man fires a claw gun in the air but is knocked away by Barbara with a fighting stick, and he falls faster to grab her wheelchair, but Barbara is clearly prepared.

A violent explosion erupted in the wheelchair.

Not only did it obstruct Batman's vision, but the impact of the explosion made Barbara, who had done something wrong and wanted to pay for his sins, fall faster.

Her only regret is her father, but her last regret is soothed when she sees the roaring Gordon grabbed by the embarrassed Batman's leg and pulled to the roof.

She closed her eyes.

He took a deep breath and prepared to return to Mother Earth.

"Huh"

A pair of powerful arms caught her at a precarious moment, less than five meters above the ground.

The skimming Kite Man held Barbara, screaming and struggling, in his arms, and dodged the slumping scrap steel below under the pull of the claw rope thrown by Catwoman and Mason at the same time.

The two hugged each other and fell to the ground in embarrassment, but Barbara pushed away the person who had saved her, and she pulled out the hidden dagger from her hand and stabbed her neck.

"Smack"

The cat's whip struck like a poisonous snake, leaving a deep bloody streak on the girl's wrist, and the hot bullet flew out and grazed her face, sending the dagger flying by the way.

Mason held a double-barreled crit gun, the muzzle of which was still emitting green smoke.

He was now extremely grateful for his [Quick Draw] talent, otherwise there would really be no way to stop Barbara Gordon who was bent on death.

"Why did you save me! You're letting me die, okay! Mason! I hate you!"

Barbara is going to collapse.

She had made several preparations for her death tonight, but they were all ruined, and she lay in Catwoman's arms, struggling and screaming in pain.

But Mason wasn't used to her.

The young man stepped forward and squatted down, and the bat girl who slapped her twice froze in place.

"Crazy enough? Do you know that your nonsense has delayed us for at least twenty minutes!"

He asked in a cold voice:

"I thought you were smart enough to solve this conflict in a more appropriate way, but I didn't expect you to choose the stupidest one.

I don't know if this was arranged by Jason Todd.

But if it really is, then you've almost become the stab to the heart of those who care about you again, do you know what your death will lead to?

I don't think I dare to imagine what kind of monster the Bat family would have become tonight if Gordon and Bruce and Grayson had witnessed their children and loved ones die in front of their own eyes before they set out to save Gotham.

Do you really want to see a super-lunatic who breaks all the rules and has the mind of Batman and the madness of the Joker come together in Burning Gotham?

Do you really want to?

I don't think you would have such a crazy idea, would you?"

"Huh"

Nightwing and Batman landed one after the other.

Grayson silently rushed up to pick up Barbara Gordon from Catwoman's arms, and no matter how she struggled, the infatuated young man vigorously hugged his girlfriend into his arms.

He almost lost her just now.

Everything for tonight

Enough to make Grayson remember it for a lifetime.

"Let's go."

Barbara cried and hugged her boyfriend tightly, and she prayed:

"After you save Gotham, let's leave. I'm so tired, Grayson, I'm really tired."

"Won't you say a few words?"

Catwoman wiped her eyes as well, and looked back at the person who started it all.

Batman still maintained his usual indifferent posture, and the old man didn't say a word, but when he turned to leave, Mason could clearly feel that the man's waist seemed to bend down a little.

Another heavy debt weighed on the scarred mind, and what was even worse was that there was another inescapable responsibility in front of him.

"Jason Todd will kill Zhou Keer, he will kill him in front of you, that's his plan!"

Mason shouted behind him:

"The Crimson Knight must be in Arkham right now, and that guy doesn't care about the actions of the Assassins, or the survival of Gotham. He is here for you, and he will be there waiting for you.

The clown will be there waiting for you as well.

What are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

The old man replied in a dumb voice:

"But I have to go, even if it's a trap."

"You're still going to make a mess of things like this."

Mason shook his head and said:

"You might even bury yourself there. Jason is forcing you to make a choice, either break the line and let him kill the Joker, or save the Joker and lose him again.

The revenge of a child who was hurt by his father is so terrible.

And whichever you choose, Batman will die tonight... Lo and behold, that's why I refused to be Robin.

The Bat Family's family conflicts can be creepy to watch even from the sidelines, but luckily, you still have Mason to help in the face of such a."

"Ahh

The kite man beside the young man suddenly screamed, and just now, his boss tore a few hairs from his head without warning.

Mason put the hair in front of his eyes.

He squinted his eyes and said:

"Give me another twenty minutes, and I may be able to offer you a new idea."

The lord did not refuse.

He just disappeared into the shadows with a sluggish step, and Catwoman chased after him, knowing that the man needed her company now.

Mason glanced at Nightwing Dashao, who was holding Barbara behind him.

He whispered:

"Are you sure you can still act at this point?"

"Yes."

Nightwing hugged the trembling girl in her arms tightly, and said in a cold voice:

"All this has only made me angry, and I feel that I am in such good shape that I can't resist discussing it with my 'brother'.

About him seducing Barbara, about him using my lover to hurt us."

"Don't go, Grayson."

Barbara begged:

"Jason isn't the guy you know anymore, and he scares me. Don't go, let Bruce take care of it all. That's what he owes Jason."

"What about you?"

Mason Says:

"What about the ones Batman owes you?"

"I don't care anymore."

Barbara closed her red and swollen eyes and whispered:

"I've seen the consequences of revenge, and I deserve to spend the rest of my life in prison, and I'm no longer part of the Bat Family.

That's fine.

The pain and the shadow were taken away from me."

"You want to be beautiful!"

Mason looked Barbara Gordon up and down, shook his head, and said:

"You'll have a chance to repay what you owe to the city

Blood debt, Barbara, be patient, there will always be a chance."