svetikya Chapter 106 Batman's Bizarre Adventure
Chapter 106 Batman's Bizarre Adventure
Chapter 106 Batman's Bizarre Adventure (1)
This Gotham City in the universe is even more chaotic than the one in Batman's own universe.
Even the ruthless and merciless Batman of this universe, who is almost constantly wreaking havoc and physically swiftly ending the criminal careers of every supervillain, is of no use.
Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze, Scarecrow, Silence, Riddler.
These antisocial elements who attempted to wreak havoc in Gotham died one after another from the Old Bat's gun or knife, but this still failed to reverse the chaotic state of the entire city.
Perhaps it's because he's never been able to directly put an end to the root of all the chaos in Gotham...
"You mean the unfair distribution caused by the exploitation and plunder of capitalist giants, which ultimately led to the rapid increase of the lumpenproletariat and the resulting disastrous consequences?"
Joey, who was flying alongside, offered his opinion.
Batman, who was gliding towards Wayne Tower with his bat-cloak upturned, naturally gave this joking remark a look of utter disapproval:
"You know who I'm talking about."
"I know, I know, you're talking about the 'Joker'."
Joey knew exactly what Batman was talking about; he just subconsciously wanted to provoke Batman out of his natural dislike for him.
If Batman were in a real city in the real world, then his words would make some sense; most of the problems with rampant crime are simply governance issues.
The problem is that Gotham City is no ordinary place; this city of fools is a nightmare city mired in a curse.
The Batman of Gotham City is less a vigilante active in a vice city and more a legendary investigator wandering in a Cthulhu dungeon.
Batman's sanity is always locked, and he almost never goes insane, which is likely because he had already gone insane once when he made the decision to become Batman.
Why didn't he kill the Joker?
This is something that Batman doesn't understand.
The Joker, the underground emperor of Gotham City, the true leader of all underworld forces after Carmine Falcone and Maroney.
With him around, evil will continue to breed. The only question now is why the old bat didn't kill him.
Batman doesn't believe the old Batman can't do it; to be fair, he himself has had at least dozens of opportunities to kill the Joker directly.
"The entire Earth is about to become a battlefield for an interstellar war, do you really want to waste your time here with me?"
Batman had already spotted Wayne Tower in the distance, so he immediately told Joey to leave:
"Go do what you're supposed to do, I can handle it."
After Batman killed Superman from his own universe, the "world's best duo" was a thing of the past.
In Batman's eyes, the current Superman is at most a partner with a vested interest.
"Of course, you can definitely handle it."
Joey, of course, didn't intend to just keep following Batman around in his boring detective games.
For Batman, most things in Gotham City are a process of unraveling the truth and separating the wheat from the chaff, an ultimate test of both intellect and physical strength.
For someone like Joey, with his superhuman senses, things in Gotham City are more like reading a detective comic book where the killer is already identified at the beginning.
He came along simply to remind Batman to be prepared to confront a truth he had been subconsciously avoiding:
"Bruce, in my own experience, avoiding an obvious fact can very likely make the final outcome even more painful."
Batman watched as Superman created a sonic boom in the air, then glided to the top of Wayne Tower on his own bat wings.
In almost an instant, he bypassed the outer security and slipped into old Thomas's office.
They even stood silently behind the other person.
Simply because he is the world's strongest ninja master, the most skilled stealth master, perhaps without equal.
Having just finished a bottle of whiskey, the old bat was now leaning back on a priceless leather sofa, snoring loudly. His well-trained and strong physique could not hide the haggard look on his face.
As Yang Yi said, his condition was not good.
After all his attempts and efforts failed, he has now completely returned to his old life.
They drink and rest during the day, and hunt and kill at night.
It's like a real bat monster.
Batman had been so busy rebuilding the Watchtower and arranging his friends' funerals that he had no time to deal with these matters.
He stood behind the sofa back, blending into the shadows of the room, quietly watching Thomas Wayne as he slept.
The other person's breathing was uneven, and his heartbeat was somewhat irregular. His seemingly strong body concealed a body riddled with wounds, just like Bruce himself.
Joey is right. Given Thomas's current health, age, and lifestyle, continuing down this path of self-destruction is a recipe for disaster.
Death from a heart attack is inevitable.
Batman didn't know how long he hesitated as he looked at the other man's already graying temples; he only knew that he had initially made up his mind to stop this old bat from continuing down the path of self-destruction.
Without making any plans or contingency plans, they rashly went to visit him.
As the sunlight gradually slanted westward, it shone through the French windows onto Thomas, and the rising warmth made him begin to murmur to himself:
"Bruce..."
One,
For a fleeting moment, the world's most powerful master of stealth almost revealed his existence because of that one sentence.
Batman almost instinctively wanted to answer.
Thomas, who was fast asleep, became agitated after the name was mentioned. His brows furrowed, as if a persistent nightmare had once again gripped him tightly.
The same is true.
He dreamed again of that night and that gunshot.
As a father, he failed to protect his son from being shot; as a doctor, he failed to save his son from that terrible gunshot wound.
All it takes to destroy a person's world is a single bullet like this.
Seeing that the other person was trapped in a nightmare, Bruce decided not to hesitate any longer. He silently emerged from the shadows and gently patted Thomas on the shoulder.
The old Batman opened his eyes almost the instant Batman reached out, and immediately became alert.
An unknown visitor stood silently behind him as he slept without him noticing, which made the usually vigilant old bat feel a chill run down his spine.
The next moment, as if by reflex, he reached out and grabbed the unfamiliar hand on his shoulder, throwing the other person around with an over-the-shoulder throw, smashing the crystal coffee table worth tens of thousands of dollars.
The old bat reached into his pocket, expertly pulled out a Glock, and prepared to fire, but even though the uninvited guest was severely injured, his movements were still faster than the old bat's.
The dark figure rolled and dashed away from his line of fire, and in the gap of the roll, the opponent even raised his hand and threw a batarang to disarm the old bat.
Old Thomas, whose Glock had been knocked from his hand, caught the shape of the dart.
He clutched his hand, which was throbbing from the shock of the batarang, and realized the identity of the uninvited guest.
Thomas's custom-made suit from Naples had ripped in two places during the intense movements.
But that doesn't matter, because it's just my daytime outfit.
The other person was dressed in an outfit that was extremely similar to his own at night.
Thomas, dressed in a suit and tie, looked at the Batman in front of him, who was younger than himself, and without any hesitation, quickly reached into his pocket again, trying to pull out something.
This time, the other party simply allowed Thomas to make such a threatening gesture without launching an attack.
Upon seeing this, Thomas couldn't help but snort coldly, and what he pulled out of his pocket was not another Glock pistol.
It was a box of cigarettes.
He lit one of them, took a deep drag, and then gestured for the young bat in front of him to leave:
"I'm a legitimate businessman. This place doesn't welcome weirdos dressed in bat skins. Get out of my office."