"As you can see, our country and our cities have a complete system of post-crime behavior."

"How to obtain evidence, how to capture a prisoner, how to interrogate, and how to confirm his guilt or not in court."

"But Batman, ruined it all."

"He committed the physical assault with extreme violence, and caused Harvey, a mentally tortured patient, to lose himself and fall into a pattern of interaction with him."

"Maybe today, you don't think there's a problem, it's because this pattern of interaction hasn't happened to you yet."

"And I, as a victim, am here to remind future victims that this kind of justice, which is completely above the process, is ultimately just an act of satisfying his own desires and spiritual fantasies."

Rorschach crouched on the Batmobile, and the sound of Alfred's broadcast came from the headset.

"Huh...... I have to say, this guy does have a set. ”

Rorschach chuckled, and the Riddler unsurprisingly poked the other man's pain point, and beads of sweat were already forming on the other's forehead.

It's not that the other party can't refute the riddler, on the contrary, the other party knows exactly why.

To put it simply, Gotham's judicial process system has long been leaked into a sieve.

The bottom is like a small policeman working in a police station, and the tall is like a jury with pampered and elegant manners.

It is precisely because sinners do not receive the punishment they deserve, or that even if there is punishment, it does not hurt.

This makes the cost of crime extremely easy and they don't have to think about the consequences.

But she couldn't say that, because it involved the politics of an entire city.

The result of total denial will be knocked back by the other party that he has no feelings for the city for a long time.

A sick, rotten, Gotham authority that no longer poses any threat to the wicked is the biggest problem.

But this is a problem that Batman hasn't solved in decades.

The courtroom at night is not as lively as it is during the day.

By the time Batman and Rorschach arrived, the empty hall was silent.

But in the midst of the silence, the sound of a countdown was harsh.

"Don't come here!"

With a roar, the lights of the entire courtroom also lit up.

Harvey Dent was in the prosecutor's position, shrouded in a thick glass shroud, with only a vent at the top.

And in the judge's position, it is the source of the countdown.

In the jury's place, there are dummies with photographs pasted on them.

Underneath Harvey was a huge, spinning mixer.

"I've got sensors set up near me, and if you come here, it's going to explode!"

"What's going on, Harvey."

Batman looked around closely, and it was indeed a sensor.

It's not just the ground, the roof, the seats, the air, it's like it's not for money, it's all over the controllers.

"There are only two ways...... There are only two ways to do ......"

"Harvey! Talk to us and we can help you! ”

Batman spoke again, and looked around to see if there were any other paths.

"I only have 2222 heartbeats, shut up!"

With Harvey's loud snort, he nervously looked at the two buttons in front of him.

"The countdown has quickened."

Rorschach said in a deep voice.

"Do you need me to break through with speed?"

It's just an explosion, just wrap the bomb around your body, and Rorschach can fully withstand this volume of high explosives, and at most damage a few seats in this courthouse.

Batman shook his head slightly.

"The material of the bomb there is not determined, and if you act rashly, you may not have time to deal with it."

"Not guilty...... Guilty! I'm guilty! ”

"I'm guilty! I'm guilty! ”

As Harvey pressed the red button, the board was pulled off his feet, and Harvey had to prop his hands and feet on the glass cover to keep himself from falling into the blades of the blender.

Rorschach had already begun to act, a black air currents appearing around him.

In the tiniest gap where ordinary people could not draw their strength, it was indeed where Rorschach's tentacles could stand.

"Hold on!"

The distance from the gate to the prosecutor's seat was only two seconds for Rorschach to rush through.

If it weren't for dodging those annoying sensors, it wouldn't even take a second.

But the moment he saw Rorschach rushing to him, Harvey let go of his hands and feet and let himself fall into the blender.

"Ahh

The screams didn't last long, after all, the speed of the blade was really fast, and after a while, there was only a piece of blood left in the glass cover.

Rorschach was late, and even if he had time to break the glass cover, the amount of blood loss would already be unsavable.

The countdown also stopped at this point.

Moments later, Rorschach returned to Batman with the bomb and a note.

"Mr. Harvey, let's play a game, as a prosecutor, you should know where this is."

"From the moment someone pushes open the door, you have 2,222 heartbeats to decide whether you're guilty or not."

"Choose guilty, then the bomb will stop ticking, but you'll slowly get into the blender; If you choose not guilty, you have twenty-two seconds to escape outside the house, and the bomb will enter an irreversible ignition state. ”

"Good luck, then."

Batman looked at the note, then at the bomb in Rorschach's hand, and frowned sharply.

"Something is wrong with this bomb!"

"What's wrong?" Rorschach didn't know why.

"Although the timer stopped, the timer did not control the explosion, and the combustion process required for the explosion had already begun, and it would explode in any second."

Rorschach swallowed the bomb in one gulp. "Isn't that a wasted effort?"

"This ......"

Rao is Batman, and he has seen countless strange pictures, and he can't help but be a little stunned at this moment.

"With his own life, or a court that represents fairness and justice, the Riddler is forcing Harvey, who was once a prosecutor, to choose between two options."

"In the end, did Harvey choose justice? Even if the heart is twisted like that? ”

Roshamo rubbed his chin, but then a new question arose.

"No, if the Riddler is really that accurate, why would this bomb explode at any moment?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull "thump" in Rorschach's abdomen, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and spat out a puff of smoke.

"This bomb is Arkham's handiwork." Batman groaned.

"A completely out-of-control 'timed remote' bomb, clown, your jokes are still as bad as ever."

"I see, riddler." Rorschach also came to a conclusion at this point.

"Fairness and justice require sacrifice."

Arkham Asylum.

A new patient walks into the hospital after finishing the recording of a TV show.

Looking at the long-lost old face in front of him, the grim smile, the Riddler took off his hat slightly.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Clown."

"Do you want to guess a riddle?"