Chapter 20 Batman’s Perspective (Ch 827472124)

Maybe it was wrong from the beginning.
Quiet solitude always triggers a person’s self-reflection and doubt.
Batman was only wearing shorts and a vest, with a ring on each of his hands and feet. They were electronic cuffs that could remotely inject anesthetics and deliver electric shocks.
His treatment was much more cruel than Lucian’s.
But this is also because his situation is much more serious than Lucian’s.
Under the light and shadow were a pair of sticky green eyes, the corners of his mouth were always tightly pursed, forming a hollow and sharp arc, his skin was so pale that it looked inhuman, and even his aura was chaotic and dangerous.
After he was locked up here, he basically didn’t say a word.
“Buzz——”
The food boxes were hung from above, with only a few thin and soft wires connecting the tray to the machine.
This is to prevent Batman from suddenly jumping up and climbing up the rope to escape.
And compared to Lucien’s dishes, he only got the basic needs of his body.
Batman took the food, he didn’t refuse to eat, but this was more likely a means of conserving his energy to fight back.
He was also quiet when eating here, the crisp sound of the knife and fork touching the iron plate was the only sound here.
There would be no Nightwing here holding a tray to eat with us, it would seem empty and lonely.
In the reflection of the green irises, what Batman saw was not normal things, but white brains, suspicious meat, and soft balls.
Apart from simply feeling nauseous, this hallucination had no effect on him, nor did it cause any fluctuations in his emotions… Of course, it was also possible that this hallucination simply made him feel disgusted.
Batman put the food into his mouth expressionlessly, then put the tray back to its original position. With a slight buzz, the tray was hoisted back up.
He sat back in his original place, silent, like a statue.
There is no Joker hallucination-like personality in Batman.
Even if you occasionally see a clown appear around you, it is just an lingering and uncommunicative illusion.
But he is not lonely and empty.
Various tragedies that have been experienced in the past are constantly being staged again under the influence of the Joker virus.
Catwoman’s death, Gordon’s melting, Harvey’s betrayal, Jason’s bad news, Barbara’s tragedy… He relives the heart-wrenching pain that he once felt powerless to stop. After it’s over, he will return to the night in the alley when he was 8 years old and relive the nightmare he has had countless times.
What he was experiencing at this time was strikingly similar to the conditions of the Joker virus patients Lucian knew.
This superhero, who has been deified in animations, movies and TV shows, is now closing his eyes like an ordinary person.
Even the air was silent.
“Bruce…”
A young and hoarse voice came from the intercom high up.
Batman struggled to distinguish the sound from his third son through the tinnitus, so he forced his consciousness out of the hallucination and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
“The Council has issued an order to put Gotham on lockdown, and now it’s all chaos…”
“We need you.”
Red Robin’s tone was light, but the words themselves revealed a kind of attachment and trust.
Batman didn’t move. In fact, he only heard his own name, followed by a loud ringing in his ears. He just looked at the intercom without any fluctuation in his eyes: “Take me as a prisoner, Red Robin.”
Red Robin looked at the drastically changed Batman through the camera, was silent for a while, hung up the call, turned around and shrugged at Red Hood:
“See, I told you that the emotional card is useless.”
Red Hood held the helmet and looked at Batman’s real-time monitoring, a little puzzled: “It shouldn’t be, I didn’t do this at the beginning.”
“That’s different.” Red Robin sighed, “Your father is him, and he has no father.”
Red Hood turned to look at him instantly. “Did you get drunk on the coffee?”
“It doesn’t matter. He can’t hear you anyway.” Red Robin took a sip of coffee.
His eyes were dark and bloodshot.
“…” Red Hood patted Red Robin on the shoulder: “Go to bed, I’ll watch here for a while.”
Red Robin didn’t refuse. He thanked him and fell on the duty bed next to him. He fell asleep soon after.
Red Hood: Emm.
“How long has it been since you last slept…” Looking at Red Robin’s combat uniform that he didn’t even take off, Red Hood didn’t have any idea of ​​being friendly to his brother, so he just found a blanket and threw it on him.
His eyes fell on the Batcomputer again.
External road blockades, internal crowd riots, the latest research on parallel universes, analysis of the components of laughing gas and the Joker virus… each split screen shows how busy today is.
Red Hood’s eyes fell on the two pieces representing Lucien and Batman.
One is harmonious coexistence with great pleasure.
One is the unbearable temptation of hallucination.
Through the latest analysis, they found that Batman not only had changes in his appearance, but also had severe hallucinations and tinnitus.
A few days ago they were unable to exchange information smoothly and have a complete conversation.
but……
Red Hood tapped his fingers against his hood, thinking.
But in this case, the Joker virus seems to only make Batman lose his sanity and ability to move permanently.
is that so?
Red Hood can still remember how shocked he was when he learned that Batman had injected laughing gas into the family of three.
How could something that forcibly altered its host’s personality and behavior not long ago become so mild?
Will the effectiveness diminish over time?
Or was it a combination of hypnotic gas or mood stabilizers?
Red Hood frowned and simulated multiple situations on the Batcomputer, controlling the variables to evolve.
If not, it might mean the worst.
…
The light belonging to the Batcomputer flickered, reflecting a cold blue light.
“Hi……”
After Nightwing came in, he was a little surprised to see Red Hood. After glancing at the sleeping Red Robin, he smiled again: “I was thinking of taking his place after I came back. Thank you for your hard work, Jason.”
Red Hood was noncommittal: “I saw Lucien had a cell phone, did you give it to him?”
“…What’s the problem?”
“The brand was given to me wrongly.”
Nightwing was given an iPhone, but there is an unspoken rule in Hollywood that villains cannot use iPhones.
Nightwing took a moment to react: “…Do you think he has ulterior motives?”
“I thought you would trust him the most, after all, you killed the Joker.”
Red Hood was once killed by the Joker and also tried to kill him several times. Logically, his feelings for Lucian should be the most complicated.
The blue light of the screen shone into his green eyes. “I don’t want to talk about this kind of problem… This is just the most basic caution, nothing more.”
Nightwing looked at him and saw the shadow of Batman in him like a vision