As night fell, Bruce did not rest in the room. He carried a slightly huge flowerpot and came to the corner of the manor garden.
What was a little surprising was that the flowerpot was not filled with flowers, but a kind of raw mineral. What was even more puzzling was that Bruce squatted down holding the flowerpot and started to look at it.
That ore speaks.
"Just like what we did in the mine before, once someone attacks the shadow mine, don't restrict it and let all the shadow vines in the shadow mine burst out."
"But that's very dangerous!" A voice came from the mineral, and a pair of eyes appeared in the translucent ore, spinning around, looking at Bruce, and said: "Your human body is very fragile. If you are exposed to it,
If you hit it, you might die."
"Then you control the shadow vines to imprison the opponent, but don't hurt him. Can you do that?"
The eyes in the mineral blinked, and a positive reply came. After Bruce put the flower pot down, he walked back to the hall with some difficulty, and Jason and Tim just walked in.
The two children were carrying two heavy boxes. Tim lifted the box over his head and ran up to Bruce, as if offering a treasure and said: "Look, let's go to the Batcave and get all your equipment."
Brought it!"
"Thanks, but I don't want to use them now." Bruce shook his head and said.
Tim opened his eyes in surprise and said, "You don't want to use them? Then how do you protect yourself? You will get hurt."
Jason also echoed: "You are already seriously injured. If you fight someone without wearing armor, someone will only need a knife to stab your lungs."
"Don't worry, I have a solution, don't worry."
Bruce coaxed the two of them upstairs, and asked them to stay in the bedroom and never come out, so that Alfred could keep an eye on Elsa, while he didn't wear any equipment, just an ordinary sweater, and sat down
Waiting for the night to come on the sofa.
After nightfall, Bruce, who felt a little sleepy, heard a sound coming from the garden. He immediately woke up and walked into the garden.
Bruce knows that Thomas will definitely take this path. The weak point of invasion of all the estates in Gotham is the garden, because he himself has taken advantage of this weakness.
So, not surprisingly, he saw Batman Thomas at the corner of the garden. He was standing in darkness again, darker than darkness.
Bruce leaned against the wall of the manor building. He felt very bad. The air in the garden was cold and humid. The wounds on his body were still in severe pain. His physical strength had not recovered at all, and he had no equipment that could give him a sense of security.
Bruce felt like he was naked like a baby now, but he had asked for it.
"You have heard what happened during the day." Thomas said.
"I know, that's what you did." Bruce put one hand on the wall, trying hard to resist the urge to slide down and curl up, and said in a dry voice: "You hid on purpose and made me run.
I exhausted all my energy and deliberately provoked family conflicts between Alberto and Roy, leaving me exhausted trying to dissuade them."
"Aren't you going to repent yet?" Thomas asked, but he was not actually asking, as if he was sure that Bruce would never change at all.
But what made him feel a little confused was that he didn't see stubbornness in Bruce's eyes. Bruce finally couldn't hold it back. He leaned his back against the wall and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
Thomas frowned deeply. He couldn't understand Bruce's move. It was a sign of weakness to the enemy and was not conducive to the confrontation at all.
"I think what you said makes sense." Bruce lowered his head slightly and said in a dry and hoarse voice: "Batman's career is meaningless. I should give up as soon as possible and become Bruce Wayne."
Thomas froze there, but soon he began to look around cautiously and said, "This is your delaying strategy."
"Batman's instinct makes you doubt everything." Bruce said intermittently: "You think I'm lying just to set a trap for you."
"I don't repent and you want me to repent. I repent and you don't believe it. Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
When Bruce said these words, it seemed that he was not talking to Thomas in front of him, but to himself, because Bruce thought of another person.
When he showed that he was not an ordinary person, Bruce wanted him to be an ordinary person, but when he really tried to be an ordinary person, Bruce didn't believe it.
Bruce just feels ridiculous and wants to laugh now. He is a person who does not believe in metaphysics, but at this moment he can only say that everything is the reincarnation of cause and effect, and retribution is not good.
Bruce used his last bit of strength to stand up. He leaned against the wall and looked into Thomas's eyes and said: "I will give up being Batman and will not wear that uniform again, and you should call Gordon now and tell him
What did you do today and then turn yourself in and go to jail?"
Bruce saw Thomas's fingertips begin to tremble. It was not anger, but more like irritation. So, Bruce said in a subtle way: "You are seeking personal revenge, right?"
"Because I disobeyed you before, because I didn't obey your arrangements, because I rejected you, so even if I take a step back, you still feel ashamed for giving in."
Thomas stared at Bruce expressionlessly, but he discovered that Bruce seemed not to be talking to him, but to himself.
Thomas stepped forward, and just a second before he reached out to touch Bruce, a batarang flew out of his palm. Thomas rolled sideways in an instant, and his vigilance was raised to the highest level.
But the target of this batarang was not his arm, but a strange flowerpot behind Thomas. The sharp blade hit the ore body, and in an instant, endless shadow vine tentacles surged out.
A pair of eyes loomed between the vines. The vines slowed down the attack, but still wrapped around Thomas' body in an instant, pulling him back to the wall and fixing him on the wall.
Thomas stared at Bruce, who gasped for a while, but still stood up and said.
"I don't blame you at all, and I am sure that you are the real Thomas. Although it may not be the dead Thomas, you may really be my father, because our two ideas are really the same."
"There is a conflict between two people. When the other party moves forward, I move forward more than him. But when the other party retreats, I doubt whether he is really retreating. In order to verify this suspicion, I have to go one step further.
, until the opponent is forced to retreat."
"And when the opponent has no retreat and starts to fight back, he will feel that his suspicion is indeed correct, and then he will start to resort to violence. After winning the victory, he will continue to oppress the opponent."
"But this kind of oppression has nothing to do with the original conflict. It's just anger at the other party's past resistance... It's a personal revenge."
"I don't know if this is a genetic disease in the Wayne family, or maybe it's Batman's curse."
Before Thomas could speak, Bruce jumped in front of him and asked: "You give me a familiar feeling, but it doesn't come from you being Thomas, but from the fact that your judgment of me is always based on facts.
External basis for judgment...What did Schiller say to you?"
"He said that Batman is destroying himself." Thomas said after a moment of silence.
"Sure enough." Bruce staggered out while holding on to the wall, and said as he walked: "I'm not surprised that you were deceived by him, but it's not your fault. It's not a trick, it's just insight into people's hearts."
"He saw that what you care about most is whether your son will repeat Batman's tragic fate."
"So, he made up an extremely miserable me to you. He took advantage of your eagerness, knowing that you would be anxious and feel that change is urgent. He ignored the factual evidence. He didn't know you too well, but he knew me too well.
"
"Where are you going?" Thomas asked, looking at Bruce's leaving figure.
Bruce paused for a moment and said, "It could be hell."
In the dark and narrow prison corridor, Amanda led a group of security personnel to the stairs quickly, followed the stairs to the bottom floor, and saw Bruce waiting there.
"Where is Schiller?" Bruce looked at Amanda and asked.
"The murder that occurred at the FBI base in LaVilla County, the metropolitan area, has been accused of being possibly committed by a mysterious organization called the 'Assassin's League', and Talia, who mysteriously disappeared a few days ago,
Ogu became the most likely suspect."
Amanda crossed her arms, looked at Bruce and said: "The FBI found out that Thalia has additional interest in you. They suspected that the Wayne Group might be colluding with the Assassin's League, so they commissioned me to investigate...
You know, they need balance."
"So now, this prison is still under my control. Although the employees want money, they want their lives more."
"Mr. Wayne, Professor Schiller said he doesn't want to see you. Now, please leave."
"Where is he?" Bruce asked again.
In an instant, the sound of countless firearms being loaded rang out, and the security personnel pointed their guns at Bruce. Amanda then said: "I advise you not to have any dangerous ideas. Just yesterday, a group of KGB sneaked into the prison and almost
Make a big fuss."
"The FBI believed that the KGB might want to rescue Schiller, which meant that Schiller had important secrets or was extremely valuable, so they immediately took Schiller to the FBI headquarters."
"I don't know what they talked about, but in the end, they reached an agreement that at certain critical moments, Schiller would use his abilities to serve the FBI, and the FBI would exonerate Schiller, which is
Say, Schiller is no longer a prisoner."
Bruce took two steps forward and did not speak, but Amanda knew that he had repeated the question again.
Amanda showed a mocking expression, and just when she was about to speak, Bruce rushed to her side with lightning speed, and then strangled her neck with his arm.
"Don't move," Bruce shouted.
The security personnel originally wanted to turn their guns, but when they saw Amanda being held hostage, they hesitated. No matter which one of the two they shot, there would be no good results, so they all stopped.
Amanda gritted her teeth, looked sideways at Bruce and said, "No one with any conscience would send his teacher to prison and then go on a rampage here again!"
"Tell me, where is he?" Bruce's arms tightened.
Amanda had difficulty breathing. She stared at Bruce, but in the end she could only say intermittently: "Inquiry room...he asked me to tell you...if you go to him...you will bear the consequences..."
Bruce let go of Amanda. Amanda covered her neck and looked at his back. After taking a few breaths, she said to the security guard next to her:
"Call the doctor and prepare first aid...Forget it, prepare the plane. Even if one of these two lunatics is going to die, don't die here!"