The Waverider disappeared, leaving only Su Ming and Barbara standing on the roof of a residential building. This is where the 'paparazzi' lived.
I don't know why, but looking down at this slum-like street from a high position, Su Ming still felt a little reluctant.
Emotions were quickly overwhelmed by reason, and the plan still had to be carried out step by step. There would be milk and bread.
The wind mixed with stench blew in the face. This street smell was familiar to Su Ming and Barbara. It was the smell of sewage mixed with adult food. If it was Gotham, there would be more.
It smells like chemical waste and blood.
Su Ming's eyes were firm. He knew that there would be trouble ahead. If all parties took action, Luther and Laughter would certainly not be idle during the time Su Ming was solving the change on the earth.
Barbara, on the other hand, was much more cautious. She turned her eyes around and looked around. The place was almost surrounded by police, and almost every building nearby was an observation point.
Su Ming is now a fugitive, and the area near his home is naturally a key surveillance area. The fact that there are several policemen lying on the ground foaming at the mouth around them further illustrates this point.
Barbara saw the horror of the Grandmaster with her own eyes. Compared with Batman's hard-hitting fighting skills, the movements of this death knell in this other world were smooth and smooth. Even with an ordinary person's physique, he knocked down seven or eight squatting men.
The policeman was there almost instantly.
All kinds of moves that she knew or didn't know were integrated into each other, and everything turned out as planned. Before the opponent even took out his weapon, Deathstroke jumped into the crowd and used his fists and kicks, causing everyone to fall into a coma.
After knocking down so many people, Deathstroke still acted as if nothing had happened, leaning against the water tank on the roof with a calm expression and looking at the scenery.
"Squat down, squat down, be careful of snipers. Why do you have to bring me here?" Barbara squatted on the ground and moved with duck steps.
Su Ming sighed and looked at Barbara helplessly: "I have no weapons in my hands, no hostages, and no accomplices except you. Is there any reason for the police to shoot me with a sniper rifle?"
"this......"
When Barbara thought about it, it was true.
The police have regulations that will not use snipers when facing an unarmed suspect until they fail to capture him alive or the suspect clearly resists arrest.
But Deathstroke is a real super soldier. This loophole is a bit big. Who can catch a martial arts master?
"So you stand up, take off your mask, relax and look at the scenery." Su Ming took out the cigarette case, shook out one, lit it in his mouth, and took a slow drag: "The more the police pay attention to me, the more they want to
If you dig out the non-existent people behind me, they will be less likely to act rashly. After discovering me, they need to at least confirm the plan, arrange manpower, mobilize police forces, and evacuate the crowd... This all takes time."
Barbara also stood up after hearing this and touched her little nose through the mask. Was everything really counted?
However, her little hand quickly put it down, and she did not dare to take off the mask.
"You and Batman are the same. No matter how high you stand, you are still a bat, not you." Su Ming flicked the cigarette ashes leisurely and walked towards the door leading downstairs: "The bat has made you successful, but also limited you.
.”
Barbara followed him. Compared with Deathstroke, she felt like she didn't understand anything, but she felt quite satisfied that from time to time she could hear some secrets from the other person's mouth that Batman would never tell.
Especially since this death knell was actually her father's savior, and even came all the way to correct her mistakes, she felt that he was not that bad after all.
However, after hearing Deathstroke's words teasing Batman, Barbara curled her lips and took off her mask.
Her reddish-brown hair was spread out, and she quickly plucked it with her fingers.
"No, masks never restrict me."
"The famous psychologist Maslow published the pyramid theory of human needs decades ago, which is divided into seven levels, namely physiological, safety, belonging and love, respect, cognition, aesthetics, and self-actualization. Only the first one is
Only if the first is achieved, people will need the latter, and they will definitely need the latter.”
Su Ming slowly walked down the stairs and calmly knocked down the policeman who appeared from the corner.
Barbara looked at the slowly falling policeman and made sure that although the policeman was frothing but still breathing, she said nothing more: "Why are you talking about this?"
Su Ming smiled and told her not to worry, and then said slowly.
"Batman has obtained all his needs. He is rich and has food and drink. Although he has paranoia about being persecuted, this also makes him extremely safe. He belongs to Gotham, has the respect of Zhenglian, and he has control over
He has acquired a massive amount of intelligence and knowledge, and can evaluate the quality of something with his subjective will. He is now realizing his self-worth, and he is Batman."
Barbara tilted her head, the mask dangling limply in her hands, but she still understood the meaning of the death knell.
She had heard of this theory, and it had also been cited by countries across the Pacific. However, due to different national conditions, the two items of cognitive and aesthetic needs were deleted and turned into the five Marlows needs.
"He is perfect, but the rest of you Bat Family are stuck on the fifth item. Except for Kate, you can only know what Batman wants you to know. As for the sixth aesthetic item, it depends on
As long as you all become bats and birds, you will know it, let alone self-worth, you still don’t have this need.”
Barbara frowned, as if...that was really the case.
"Why is Kate the exception?!" Barbara's focus was indeed still on the red-haired girl, and she may have wanted to use clumsy means to change the subject.
Su Ming raised an eyebrow and continued to go downstairs: "Because Kate does not rely on Batman's intelligence. She has an independent intelligence system attached to the military, and she is good at dealing with magical things. In this regard, Batman is simply incomparable.
Fuck her."
"Well......"
Barbara lowered her head. Did Kate already sneak into the magical world?
"Kate's father, Kono Kane, is the current patriarch of the Kane family. He is extremely rich. Kate's cosmetics are all top international brands. Your father has a lot of money, and he often takes the initiative to subsidize the families of fallen police officers with his little salary. Mouse
I shed tears even when I enter your kitchen."
"That's...no way! The mouse sheds tears or something..."
Barbara's face turned red. Her family was somewhat poor, but definitely not that poor!
"Her father also supports her as a masked vigilante to fight crime. If your father knew you were a vigilante, he would definitely break your legs."
"Well......"
"Her father also supports her homosexuality. Your father doesn't even approve of your falling in love."
Originally, the topic between the two of them was about Batman and the Bat Family, but Barbara was too smart to talk about it, so she changed the topic to Kate.
As a result, Deathstroke knew everything, and he even wanted to compare it with others.
It hurts...
Normally she doesn't feel it, but once they are compared together, the difference is simply too prominent. She shouldn't take the topic elsewhere and just talk about Batman honestly...
"It turns out that not only am I not as good as Kate, but even my father is not as good as Uncle Kane, haha..." Barbara showed a smile as if she had been tricked.
Su Ming yawned. The body of an ordinary person would still feel tired. After running around for a day, even if his body could hold on, his spirit could not.
But there are only a few final steps left. Just return to the rental house to retrieve the magic floating cloak and space bag, make sure nothing important is missing, and then let Barbara paint the world back.
"Actually, it's not Batman's fault for your situation. The main reason is that you are too poor."
"Um?"
Su Ming looked out from the corridor and saw that there was no one in front of his house. Maybe the police had removed some people to facilitate the fishing, or maybe they were lurking in other neighbors' homes, but it didn't matter.
He turned the corner and walked towards his home, observing his surroundings and chatting with Barbara distractedly.
"Think about it, if you have money, you can make high-tech uniforms or armor, and you have a good relationship with Barry. It should be no problem to entrust the Star Laboratory, right? Next, launch a few satellites of your own to form a network, and then create artificial intelligence
Intelligence, build your own space station and fleet, and then it will be Batman's turn to beg you to take him to play."
Su Ming was like a devil, speaking to Barbara in a seductive tone.
And this is really a fact. Batman's method of controlling the Bat-Family is not through warmth, but by using intelligence to trap them.
Just look at the battle for the cape. If Batman died, several members of the Bat family would mourn him in a very dark way. They would first engage in a civil war to snatch the Bat cape, thinking that taking over would be the best memorial to him.
Because in past experiences, when these young people had no other choice, they had no choice but to turn to the bat, thus becoming dependent on him. If Batman is gone, they will pathologically want to become Batman.
Batman does know a lot of things. He sat on the Mobius Chair. After n52 was reborn, he didn't say whether he saved those memories.
But Su Ming is not bad, and he looked at it from a third party's perspective, which was more objective and detailed.
He also knows a lot of things that Bruce doesn't know, such as the information beyond the Origin Wall, which the Mobius Chair doesn't have.
After experiencing a series of events after the metal, Su Ming suspected that either the chair had been blown too far, or Batman had lost those memories. In short, many things were beyond Batman's expectation.
Looking at it this way, it seems that he has been having a hard time recently, carrying the banner of the Justice League and having to play with a lot of pig teammates besides the Big Seven.
But while Su Ming is working on things, Batman should be busier, the better.
"Money...is it really that important?" Barbara frowned.
"For us, money is not everything, and it cannot solve all problems." Su Ming smiled and took out the key from his pocket: "Money just makes the things you can do easier."
"Really? You are rich?" Barbara tilted her head.
Su Ming pushed the door and looked at the messy interior, which had obviously been turned upside down by the police.
"Bruce's money is my money, and I always have a way to make him pay..." If I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Bruce", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to talk about life and find confidants