Watching the police take away the unconscious Jonathan, Batman turned back and stared at the water stains on the dining table. Under the dim light, he showed a dreamy and charming color.
After leaving the alley of Green Street, Batman wanted to go to the tall building next to him and call for a plane, but as soon as he turned the corner of Green Street, he saw the bright light of the truck's headlights on the wall, which was very obvious.
arc traces.
The aperture of the car lights got closer and closer to Batman until it shone on his face. A huge truck drove towards him. Batman squinted his eyes, but did not avoid it at all until the car stopped.
Less than one meter in front of him.
Batman looked up and saw a pale face. The Joker opened his mouth and smiled at Batman. Then he rolled down the window, rested his elbow on the bottom of the window, and stuck his head out of the window.
Look at Batman and say: "Look at our great hero, he arrested another evil criminal today!"
"Such a chaotic and crazy Gotham should have made me happy, but I've been very sad recently. It's all because of you! Batman! You're not in Gotham, and I don't even have anyone to chat with!"
The Joker lit a cigarette and put it into his mouth, but did not smoke it. He just let the smoke drift out of the car window. Batman raised his head and looked at the front of the truck that was very close at hand.
This giant truck was like a terrifying behemoth. If it had been in the past, he would never have allowed the truck driven by this madman to get so close to him.
Because Batman doesn't know if the Joker will step on the accelerator. If he really steps on the accelerator, Batman will have no way to hide. Before this, he would never place his life safety on the thinking of a madman.
.
In the past, he always felt that these madmen were chaotic and crazy, and completely incomprehensible. But now, Batman feels that they are no different from math problems one after another. Although each problem is different, the core theories and formulas are completely different.
Consistent.
So Batman said, "Can you give me a ride?"
The Joker flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers and shook his head toward the car. Batman walked to the other side of the car door, opened the door, and sat in. The Joker skillfully put the cigarette in his mouth, holding the steering wheel with both hands, like
Like a seasoned taxi driver, he asked: "Where to go?"
"Rodriguez Manor." Batman replied.
When a truck starts, it always makes a rumbling sound. When the engine starts running, the vibration from industrial power is like a fast-paced symphony.
Batman heard a "clucking" sound coming from the car behind him. He turned to look at the clown and said, "Professor Victor told me that you and other truck drivers will help transport those frozen crazy trucks."
Citizens, solved a big problem in Gotham City."
"What kind of trouble is this for you?" The clown said while driving: "If Batman were here, there would be a more efficient way, instead of using the stupidest method like us poor citizens.
method."
"I didn't mean to leave Gotham alone."
As soon as Batman said these words, the Joker tightened his fingers. He lowered his head and let the broken hair on his forehead cover his eyes. Then he stretched out a hand and wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously with the heel of his palm.
The lipstick on his face smudged, making the smile on his face look even brighter.
"...Some accidents happened, and I had to go to another world to solve some troubles. Therefore, I can only leave this place to Gordon Victor and the gangsters. I heard that you cooperate well with the gangsters?" Batman asked.
Turn your head to look at the clown.
The Joker just paused for a moment, then shrugged and said: "Yes, Mr. Batman, of course I will do it well, because if we didn't do it well, you would see a messy, dirty and dilapidated garden, and you would definitely use it."
The whip will hit us, wuwuwu..."
"Is this the image of Wayne Group in your mind?" Batman seemed a little relaxed. He leaned back on his chair and said, "Although I did not participate in the rescue of Gotham, I
This journey has indeed taught me something.”
Batman was like a traveler returning from a trip, wanting his friends to share the beautiful moments of the journey, but the Joker's hand tightened, and he seemed a little nervous.
"I was told that Wayne Group was wrong, not with our business strategy, or our development plans, but with our very existence."
"As long as capitalists like me still exist, people at the bottom like you will never have a happy life. Do you think this theory is correct?" Batman looked at the Joker and asked.
"This needs to be divided into two questions." Suddenly, the clown's tone became deeper, like a philosopher thinking and telling at the same time, he said: "If you didn't exist, would Gotham be better?
Would the world be a better place if capitalists did not exist?”
"Isn't that a problem?"
The clown shook his head vigorously, and when the green chicken coop head shook, it looked a little funny. He said: "I guess you must be full of noble consciousness now. You feel that burning yourself can save me. You feel that as long as you give up Wei, you can save me."
En Group can save Gotham..."
"But you are not a capitalist, there will always be someone. Batman, what I have been telling you is, don't even think about saving those who are not as noble as you, let alone sacrifice yourself for them, because it's not worth it at all.
…”
"You have to love yourself, of course you have to. You are the most perfect genius in the world, far away from me and other ordinary people." The clown's tone seemed much calmer, and the truck kept moving forward, but
From the muscle traces of his arms exerting force when he turned, it can be seen that his mood at this time was actually not as calm as he showed.
"Capitalists do not exist, there is no oppression and exploitation, and everyone is equal... But do you think they will be satisfied?" The clown shook his head slightly and said, "If I and other truck drivers, our lives would be better than they are now.
Ten times better, no, more than ten times, maybe a hundred times, a thousand times, by then, each of us will have a big villa, a yacht, and each of us will be Bruce Wayne."
"But no one will be satisfied." The clown steered the truck around a corner and said, "If all of us have a hundred houses, then someone will definitely want a hundred and one."
"If it is to be used for living, then one house is enough, and the extra house he wants is just to be higher than others."
"Batman, you have to understand that human beings are so ugly. They spend their whole lives using all kinds of despicable methods just to trample their own kind under their feet and satisfy their greed, desire and vanity."
"Even if you gave all your wealth to make everyone in the world have food and clothing, they would not be grateful to you. They would only think, why didn't you choose them and make them the best of all people?"
The special one, above the others."
"And if you really elect a manager, or just give him a false reputation that is higher than others, they will not be grateful to you. They will only feel that this is what they deserve and it is because of themselves.
Wisdom, courage and other good qualities should be obtained."
"They may even look down on you because of this, or even be dissatisfied with you for wanting to replace them. They may even think you are stupid and feel that if they were in your position, they would not care about the lives of others."
"Wake up, Batman, no one in this world can understand you. Those you save are not your people. You can't get anything in exchange for what you sacrificed."
The Joker turned to look at Batman. Under the illumination of the car lights, their faces were equally pale, so they were somewhat similar. The Joker whispered: "They are not worthy of your sacrifice at all."
"What about you?" Batman asked.
The clown was stunned and repeated: "...what did you say?"
"I said, what about you? Do you think you are worthy of my devotion?" Batman looked back at the Joker. The moment their eyes met, the Joker turned his head back first.
"Suppose I dedicate all my wealth in exchange for you to live the life you really want. I don't mean your current life as a criminal, but what you once wanted and what you have seen.
The kind of life I hope for..."
"Jack, if I did this, would you choose not to be a criminal?"
There was a "squeak" sound and a harsh brake sound came. The clown was lying on the steering wheel. When he straightened up, blood flowed from his forehead. The blood flowed to the corners of his eyes and dyed half of his cheeks red. He
He looked at Batman with sincerity like a child and said:
"Batman, you're crazy!"
"I'm not crazy." Batman shook his head and said, "Before I came here, I took enough medicine as prescribed by the doctor. My thinking is very clear now, so I can make such a hypothesis."
Batman asked again: "If I were willing to abandon everything I have to save you and let you go back to the moment when you have the most hope to make a new choice, would you still take such a path?"
The clown's hands gripped the steering wheel and he looked out the windshield at the road.
It rained again in Gotham. When the rain sprinkled on the ground, a layer of mist rose up under the illumination of the car lights, as if the ground was smoking.
"I know that I have made many mistakes in the past, and the biggest one is that I was not determined enough."
"If I really want to fight criminals, I shouldn't be stingy with all my power. Whether it's Batman or the Wayne Group, as long as I think about it, when the huge capital machine starts to move, all the evil will be wiped out by me, even if the cost is
Become an evil dictator."
"And if I want to save the people, I shouldn't divide them into criminals and ordinary people because of my own personal hatred. If I want to save, I must save everyone, including the criminals I hate the most, including you, Jack.
, regardless of whether they deserve to be saved, and regardless of whether they want to be saved."
The clown's body suddenly trembled, and his chest began to rise and fall violently. He covered his face with his hands, and slowly slid them down until the red bloodshot threads inside his eyelids were clearly visible.
"Which path do you think I chose?" Batman looked at him and asked.
Suddenly, the Joker showed a smile, but in Batman's eyes, the smile was not as crazy as before, but rather pleading and humble.
The Joker bent down and took out a flashlight from the tool box next to the driver's seat. With that humble smile, he looked at Batman and said:
"Batman, do you want to hear a joke?"
Without waiting for Batman to answer, the Joker opened the driver's door and rushed into the Gotham rain. When he got to the truck, he turned on the flashlight, and the beam of light shot straight into the sky.
The clown wiped the rain from his eyes with some effort, and said with some stumbling: "Look, there is a pillar here. As long as I climb up along this pillar, I can pass through the rain clouds and never be caught again."
Get wet."
"But I can't crawl. Do you know why I can't crawl?"
Batman looked at him silently. The Joker brought the flashlight in front of him, letting the beam of light cover his eyes. He put his hand on the switch and looked into Batman's eyes.
The clown sniffed hard, shrugged, his eyes curled into an arc, and his body looked a little stooped. Batman saw in him the old people he had seen before, with a familiar flattery.
, like every little person living at the bottom of Gotham.
But suddenly, his facial expression became ferocious again, the muscles around his nose stiffened, and his facial features wrinkled up. He raised his lips to reveal his teeth, and gritted his teeth and said:
"I will never allow a perfect genius to burn himself, turn into a ladder, and send those ugly fools to heaven!"
"Batman...they don't deserve it!"
The Joker turned off the flashlight and threw it to the ground, parts flying around. He looked at Batman and said word by word:
"If one day you really want to save all the idiots here, then leave a rainy night in Gotham to me, say goodbye to your dear friends and respectable opponents forever. I will never say goodbye to those ugly people.
, Dirty and stupid ordinary people!"
"What if I choose you?" Batman asked.
The clown was stunned, and he repeated again in disbelief: "...What did you say?"
"You don't want to be saved at the same time as the ordinary people you call ugly, dirty and stupid, so what if I choose you among the two of you?"
"You won't... you can't! Of course you... of course you won't..." The clown yelled: "I am a criminal! I have tried to kill you several times! I can create a bombing right now and kill you."
Half of Gotham exploded to the sky!"
Just as Batman was about to speak, the Joker yelled angrily: "Stop making assumptions, Batman!! I know, you learned a lot of talking skills from your psychology professor!! Just to anger me!! You can't possibly
Do it!!!”
"Among the citizens of Gotham you have always wanted to save, and the evil criminals who have an sworn hatred against you, how could you choose a criminal?! There is no logic to support you in doing so!!!"
Batman sat on the seat of the truck, looking down at the Joker. Although his actual position was indeed higher than the Joker, there was no doubt that he still occupied the high point in terms of momentum.
He looked directly into the clown's eyes for the first time and said calmly: