Although he had already read something from Schiller's hint, the answer was still enough to surprise Jason.
This is wrong. Jason would rather believe that the Batman in front of him was tricked by someone. How could he be the kind of person who kills himself because of his inner guilt?
Jason maintained that posture and looked up at Batman, trying to find any clues on his face. He must have been hypnotized by the doctor named Schiller. It must be like this.
But reason told Jason that this was impossible. Compared with the answer Batman told him, it was even more unbelievable that Batman could be easily influenced by others and harm himself.
Either Batman is a coward or Batman is a weakling. Jason doesn't know what to choose, and Batman has never been good at explaining.
So they became silent.
And now Bruce couldn't stand the silence. He didn't know if Jason was disappointed again.
Batman couldn't remember how long it had been since he had lost control like this. When Schiller suggested that he needed his current blood for research, his first reaction was to use a batarang to make a cut on his arm.
Batman was pretty sure that Schiller was in shock at the time.
First, this is simply unprofessional. Blood used for medical research must be extracted using professional blood drawing equipment.
This kind of directly making an incision on one's own skin to collect blood looks like the kind of scientific research method that citizen scientists would imagine, and it is not fundamentally different from the descriptions in vampire fantasy novels.
Batman himself was stunned after doing this move. He and Schiller could be said to be so blinded that they missed the best opportunity to stop the bleeding.
The blood used in the end was actually extracted, which means Batman was injured, but nothing was achieved. It wasn't even sudden. It looked like it was premeditated.
Afterwards, Schiller conducted a psychoanalysis based on his professional skills, and was judged by Batman to be nonsense.
But if you think about it carefully now and summarize it, the answer is exactly the same as what he just said.
I will invent a mind-reading shielding device when I get back.
Batman found himself becoming irritable, even a little bit angry. This was really a shift in attack and defense.
He had to do something to change the current situation, so he picked up the information Schiller sent and pretended to read it attentively, while Jason turned back and continued to apply iodine on his face.
For the first time, Batman felt that he couldn't read professional information. To a certain extent, he was similar to college students before the final exam. Even the number of colored potions Jason applied to his face was more interesting than these boring professional vocabulary.
It deserves his attention.
After all, this really related to his snack immunity. If Jason went to see Alfred with such a big injury, the cookies in his afternoon tea would be replaced with muffins for the next year.
Jingle Bell……
No matter who made the call, Batman decided to listen to him with the most patience in his life to express his gratitude.
"Hello, Batman, I'm Schiller..."
Batman immediately retracted his decision.
"Have you read the information I gave you?" Schiller's tone was businesslike, but Batman knew that he definitely did it on purpose. He suspected that the doctor even knew what stage the conversation between him and Jason was at, and
I needed a phone call to disrupt the situation, so I made this call specifically.
"No, don't go all the way to the secure communications room for me. It's too much trouble for you. Just say it."
Look, he really expected it.
Bruce changed the phone in his hand, flipped through the information in a perfunctory manner and said: "This virus does have very miraculous properties, but I am more concerned about its transmission route, and the killing rate you wrote in your analysis
Anyone who has it will be infected with it, I don’t know what the basis for this is..."
"No, my situation is just an exception. Are all the people infected with the clown virus before..."
"It makes sense. I really don't know what the clown did to them. It's also possible that the clown who died was not the clown I first knew. The virus has changed at least two hosts..."
"According to my guess, it may be like this." Bruce felt that his thoughts were a little confused.
He felt that he might be talking nonsense, but there was no time like now when he didn't want to take responsibility for what he said. Anyway, he was facing Schiller, so he should respond to nonsense with nonsense.
That's too bad, he's getting angry again.
But Bruce still chose to talk nonsense, because Peter Parker also talked nonsense in front of him, so it was even.
"Perhaps the Joker kidnapped them, tortured them continuously, gave them a chance to escape, stopped them on the way out, and forced them to kill him, so that they would be infected with the Joker virus and become the new Joker
, and then proceed with his plan."
"But maybe there are some people who failed to completely kill the clown and were not completely transformed, so they became infected with the clown virus..."
There was no logic at all. Bruce didn't know what he was talking about, so he just kept talking.
"And the reason why I was infected with the clown virus may be because although I didn't kill the clown myself, the clown died because of me. I don't know if you can understand it, but that's what it means anyway."
"Those infected with the clown virus may be like me, indirectly causing the death of the clown, so they are infected..."
Of course, Schiller felt that the logic of Batman's language was broken at this time, and he lost his original concise and concise style, and he was so chattering that he didn't know what he was talking about.
But as expected of Batman, I'm afraid the nonsense actually hits the point.
Schiller only thought that the injection in the original Schiller's hand might be the clown virus, but isn't the most classic way of spreading the clown virus not to kill clowns?
Of course, this kind of rule is also the result of patches made by DC editors. It is mainly to explain why Batman does not kill the Joker. Although it is far-fetched, the rules are the rules, and they are likely to apply to everyone.
Schiller is sure that he has not killed the Joker, at least not physically. So if he was infected with the Joker virus before he returned to DC, would it be the original Schiller who killed the Joker?
Schiller thought again of the laughing egg deep in Bruce's subconscious.
If the original Schiller killed the possibility of Bruce in this universe becoming a maniac, does that count as killing the Joker?
Then it is possible that the original Schiller blew himself up with huge power and cleared Gotham's dark rules. He was judged to have killed the Joker and was infected with the Joker virus. When Schiller's soul came, he happened to meet him again.
Batman looked at him and turned into the Joker.
What about the mysterious injection?
"Batman, according to your speculation, is it possible that the Joker virus exists outside the body in the form of a drug?" Schiller asked.
Bruce frowned, and he replied almost instinctively: "No way, if I can extract it, I won't be bothered by it."
He lowered his head and looked at the information and said: "The organ tissue test report you gave me also shows that the impact of this mysterious virus on the human body is unobservable. I have reached the same conclusion."
"If there is another factor that also exists in the clown's body, can they be combined, or will this factor become the carrier of the clown virus?"
"If you can give me some of this factor, I can help you analyze it, but if you want to continue to use clowns for experiments, you need to pay extra rent..."
"No problem." Schiller agreed: "I don't think your other Robins can be called mentally healthy. I can..."
"No need." Bruce interrupted him immediately: "Stay away from them, as far away as possible. This is my condition. The clown will lend it to you."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Schiller hung up the phone. He really needed to try to put the Dionysian factors into the clown's body to see if they could use them to separate the clown virus from the clown's body.
But the experimental method required would be innovative, so Schiller called Peter, hoping to get Peter's help.
"Hey, Peter? What does it sound like to you over there..."
"Oh, Dr. Schiller, I'm quite busy. Well... you may want to ask what I'm busy with. In fact, I'm busy saving a mistake, a huge mistake."
"What happened is this. The group of reporters I led to the bridge suddenly discovered that the people of Gotham who had just woken up were a little slow and not aggressive. They thought this was a good opportunity to explore the secrets of this dark city."
"Very brave, what next?"
"Wasn't Wayne Manor destroyed by missiles before? No one went to clean it up. Reporters rushed to the ruins, where they found a photo, a family portrait of the Bat family."
"It seems that they were having afternoon tea in uniform, so they were not wearing masks. Their identities have been exposed. The news will be published as soon as tomorrow morning. I am thinking of a way..."
Bang bang bang!
Bruce and Jason looked at the door that was being knocked violently. Bruce stood up and walked over to open the door. Amanda stood outside the door.
Through the gap between Bruce and the door, Amanda saw Jason. She closed her eyes in pain, punched the door frame hard and said:
"What the hell are you doing?! Bruce Wayne?! Do you have to stay with your weird little hobby?! You're in trouble!"
Amanda held a tablet in one hand and placed it in front of Bruce. After seeing the images on it clearly, Bruce's pupils shrank suddenly.
That was him having afternoon tea with the Bat Family.
Bruce remembered that they had just experienced a chaos, Nightwing came back to help, Robin was Jason, and of course Barbara also helped.
After the incident was over, they were about to disperse, but Alfred asked them to have afternoon tea before leaving.
At that time, they were all too tired and it was rare for them to relax. Batman was sitting on the sofa without a mask or cape. Nightwing's tights were damaged, so he only wore a pair of lace-up pajamas. Jason was still wearing a mask without a mask.
Barefooted and with a mouth full of cookies, Barbara was burned by her first sip of hot tea.
Alfred took a photo of this scene. Of course, for safety reasons, Bruce put the photo in his bedroom. It would be difficult to invade Gotham, let alone Wayne Manor.
But things in this world are such coincidences. The city-wide anesthesia allowed Gotham to eliminate most of the threats, and Wayne Manor happened to be bombed. Batman was eager to solve the problem in the power field, and reporters took advantage of it.
Already.
Bruce's breathing quickened almost instantly, but it was not because his identity was exposed.
"This will be their most powerful excuse to attack you, Bruce." Amanda was still trying to add fuel to the fire. She said: "A weirdo in tights leads a few kids in tights. People will just take it for fun, but if
This weirdo is Bruce Wayne, so these kids..."
"That's enough, get out."
boom!
The door was closed.
Jason, who had just stood up, realized that he saw another kind of horror in Batman.
"Jason, do me a favor." Bruce looked at him and said.
Jason stared at him, and then nodded seriously. What he saw on Batman at this moment made Jason understand that something was about to happen.
