Chapter 1917 U transcends major events (34)
At the moment when he saw the truth of this game, Batman jumped on the cage, let the little boy's head slip through the gap of the cage, then grabbed his armpits and pulled him out, jumped down again, and put the boy back
on the ground.
Natasha also jumped down with stains all over her body. She patted the dust on her hands, looked at Batman and said, "Well, detective, let's reveal the answer now."
Bruce, who was sitting in the audience, stared at the scene on the screen and asked: "What do you think the original gameplay of this game should be like? What do you think? Arthur?"
Bruce turned to look at the clown Arthur. Arthur's eyes were still sunk deep in his sockets, and his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see any emotion. However, he still moved his body in the chair and supported it with one finger.
His tall cheekbones said: "You should ask me, if this game really goes according to that idiot's plan, how boring will it be?"
He coughed twice as if he was choked by cigarettes, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and continued: "I think your professor is quite talented in artistic performance and has a sense of humor. He makes this originally boring game a little more interesting."
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"So what's going on?" Spider-Man asked in confusion: "The man in the suit is the murderer? Who did he kill?"
"He's not just a murderer." Bruce winked slightly and said, "He's a serial killer."
"There are prostitute killers in many places in Europe." Constantine blew out a smoke ring and said: "They specifically target women who are engaged in the flesh business in the slums, or who travel in the red light district, using money and the appearance of elites to kill prostitutes.
They were tricked into the wilderness and killed."
"Many of them are not just for money, how should I say, sexual sadism? Or a special sexual fetish. They like to kill each other in the process of going to bed. Prostitutes are the easiest targets. They have no choice.
I am helpless and have no ability to resist."
"And that woman." Constantine pointed at Natasha on the screen with two fingers holding a cigarette and said: "She is the same type of person as them. I can see that she is a highly poisonous
Spiders that kill every man she sleeps with."
"It's always easier for us to identify the same kind of people." Constantine smiled, turned his head slightly and looked at Bruce and said, "For example, you and that guy are the same kind, but not me."
Spider-Man frowned deeply. He also realized that the rules of this game were not as simple as what the gem man said. He thought for a moment and then asked: "Why answer the question?"
"This is the key point." Bruce said aloud: "Think carefully about the questions he asked."
"Assuming that the game develops according to the normal flow, what question will he ask next?" Bruce said thoughtfully: "Have you killed anyone? How many people have you killed? How many people of the opposite sex have you slept with? Did you kill them after you went to bed?
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"Why are you asking these questions?" Spider-Man asked a little puzzled.
"Because the person standing on the ground now is the savior, and the person in the cage is the lamb who needs to be saved, but are they really pure lambs? Or are they just devils in another sense?"
Suddenly, Spider-Man showed an expression of realization.
"The rules of the game are like this." Batman in the arena said: "In the first half of the game, you let us answer questions."
"As time goes on, the questions you ask each person become closer to their dirty secrets, until we don't want to reveal the answers to certain questions."
"The cage will be pulled higher and higher, and the people in the cage will become more and more panicked. They will start to accuse us of why we refuse to answer questions and why we watch them fall to death."
"You want us to feel guilty, subject to moral torture, and you may even accuse us of why we are unwilling to speak out an answer to save lives."
"But this is only half of the game." Batman's voice became deeper and deeper, and he said: "If you ask everyone who comes here how they view human nature, maybe we are the only ones who will give you a surprising answer.
An unexpected answer.”
"Maybe someone else got into a heated debate with you and, like you said, you wanted us to see it with our own eyes."
"When the cage reaches its highest point, you will change the subject of your questions, from asking us to asking them."
"In the same way you start asking the people in the cage about their darkest secrets, and if they want to answer, the cage goes down, and if they don't, the cage doesn't move."
"From a common sense perspective, how could anyone not want the cage to fall? As long as they answer every question, they can land safely. Isn't this the best chance to save themselves?"
"But it is a pity that the vast majority of people in the cage are not ordinary people. In other words, the unspeakable secrets in their hearts violate the bottom line of morality and law more than ordinary people. They are murderers."
"If the cage goes up, they will be thrown to death. If the cage comes down if they reveal the secret, they will face sanctions. What will they choose?"
Batman is good at turning every question into a statement, but this time there was indeed a hint of question in his tone, but soon he asked and answered himself: "The fear of legal punishment cannot be greater than the fear of death.
Fear, they will be forced by you to tell one by one the evil things they have done, killing, mutilating corpses, raping, torturing, framing... This will make all our efforts to save them look like a joke.
"
Batman's tone had sunk to the bottom, but there was a faint memory in it. He said as if he was immersed in a scene in the memory: "Then you will let us make a choice."
"Loosen the chains and throw them to death, or drop the chains and save them."
"But there is no correct answer to this choice, because you have laid a trap a long time ago." Batman raised his head slightly and looked at the people in the cage and said: "They are not all good people, and not all of them are evil people."
"There are indeed murderers among them who are naturally cruel and commit all kinds of evil."
Batman's eyes fell on the body of the man in the suit, and then glanced at the little boy's mother.
He saw the old wounds on the woman's exposed thin neck and the blood on her hairpin.
"There are also unintentional murderers who have been persecuted and fought back."
Then his eyes fell on the teacher again, and he saw a little blood stain on the back of the employee badge.
“Or vigilante murderers who witness evil deeds and seek justice.”
His eyes repeatedly scanned the crowd in the cage, including the elderly, women, lovers, couriers, religious workers...
Countless information entered his mind and came out of his mouth like an emotionless broadcasting machine.
"For money, for love, for belief, committing crimes, watching, and shielding... If they get equal death, isn't it a kind of inequality?"
Batman sighed lightly and continued: "No superhero will watch them fall to death, and if we choose to save them, no one will want the people who know their crimes to leave here alive. What will be waiting for us will be
A feast of killing.”
"Not only will they kill each other, they will also attack us, which will make us feel angry, humiliated, and sad."
Batman's tone gradually became calmer. He raised his head and looked into the huge eyes of the gem man and said: "So, tell me, where is the funny point?"
The gem man was confused.
"Where is the humorous part of this drama?" Batman asked with some confusion: "I think the existing elements are completely insufficient to form a humorous ending. Do you have any other arrangements?"
"What arrangement?" the gem man said in disbelief: "Isn't this exciting enough?! If you let them all fall to death, I will tell you the true experience of each of them. If you release them all,
They will hunt you down."
Batman just looked at him and said, "Yes, I guessed this part. I'm asking you what you plan to do next."
"You won't watch them being thrown to death. You will let these vicious dogs out of the cage and be chased by them, jumping up and down with injuries all over your body. Then either you will kill them all, or they will kill you all. This
The game is over!"
The gem man saw a rather impolite expression on Batman's face, and he yelled like crazy: "What's that look in your eyes?! This is a game I designed myself!"
"Either throw them all to death and then learn that some of them are forced to do so, or release them and kill them all in order to save your own lives. No matter what, you will feel guilty!"
Batman's expression became even more rude.
Just when the gem man was about to continue roaring, Batman suddenly stretched out a finger and said, "I just want to ask one question, are they vertebrates?"
"Uh, do you still need to ask?"
"Then I can break their spines."
The gem man seemed to be a little frightened. He looked at Batman with wide eyes and said: "What did you say?! What are you going to do?!!"
Batman looked at the impact injuries on the foreheads of the people in the cage and said: "Or knock them into a coma with concussion, remove their limbs, and break their ankles. This way they will neither die nor be able to resist."
"That's why I asked you if you have any follow-up arrangements. If things really develop like this, do I have to stand among them and wait for you to call the police?"
Arthur, the clown in the audience, laughed heartily and seemed to understand the point of the sentence. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and said: "He will be a master of comedy. I'm sure his reaction will make this guy laugh."
What started as a silly farce turned into a real comedy show.”
"Perhaps he knows a real master of comedy." Bruce said: "When he has seen too many master-level art performances, it may be difficult for him to adapt to this endless farce."
"What about you?" Arthur's eyes widened, he looked at Bruce and asked, "Do you know such a comedy master? Have you seen his artistic performances?"
"Maybe we'll see it soon."
The battle on the back of the gem man's hand finally decided the winner. In fact, in just a few minutes, the fist-to-bone fight between Schiller and Beiba came to an end.
Beiba, who had changed the venue to fight, still couldn't gain any advantage, but his plan was not to defeat Schiller head-on. He had already used his tactical moves to lead Schiller to the edge of the back of the gem man's hand.
Schiller pounced towards Beibat again, but this time Beibat didn't hide anymore. He just turned slightly sideways and grabbed Schiller's arm. He fell backwards with the force of his forward pounce, and the two were entangled.
Fall down.
At the moment of sudden weightlessness, the human body will instinctively tighten, and without a place to draw strength from, the strength gap will be significantly reduced.
Bei Bat could clearly feel Schiller's body tensing up the moment he fell, and he took advantage of this moment to adjust the positions of the two of them, turning Schiller upward, and then punched him in the head.
On the temples.
Then there was another punch, and blood spilled from Schiller's mouth, but Beiba did not hold back. He had to knock Schiller unconscious as soon as possible, otherwise he would still go crazy after landing.
With the last punch, Schiller finally lost consciousness. Beibao once again adjusted his posture to ensure that the back of the bat suit could bear most of the impact when he landed on the ground.
It's most of it, not all of it, because this suit of armor is not originally a buffer armor, and the height of the fall is very high. He will be injured, and his ribs may be broken, but Batman has never been afraid of injury.
But suddenly, Beibat saw Schiller, who should have fainted, suddenly opened his eyes and showed him a nasty smile.
The next second, everything was spinning.
"boom!"
When you hit the ground, the bat is on top.
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