Chapter 2058: Knight's Horror Night (Forty-Two)

Although he had read something from Schiller's hint, this answer was still enough to surprise Jason.

This was not right. Jason would rather believe that the Batman in front of him was replaced by someone. How could he be the kind of person who killed himself because of his inner guilt?

Jason maintained that posture and looked up at Batman, trying to find a clue from 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 more unbelievable that Batman would be easily influenced by others to hurt himself.

Either Batman was a coward or Batman was a weakling. Jason didn't know how to choose, and Batman was never good at explaining.

So they were silent.

And now Bruce couldn't stand silence. He didn't know if Jason was disappointed again.

Batman couldn't remember how long it had been since he lost control like this. When Schiller asked for his current blood for research, his first reaction was to use a bat dart to cut a hole in his arm.

Batman was very sure that Schiller was shocked at the time.

First, this was simply too unprofessional. Blood used for medical research must be drawn with professional blood-drawing equipment.

This kind of direct cut on the skin to collect blood looks like the kind of scientific research method that folk scientists would imagine, and there is no essential difference from the description in vampire fantasy novels.

Batman himself was stunned after doing this. He and Schiller could be said to be staring at each other, so that he missed the best time to stop bleeding.

The blood used in the end was actually drawn out, which means that Batman was injured, but he didn't get any results. It wasn't even sudden. It looked like it was premeditated.

Afterwards, Schiller conducted a psychoanalysis based on his profession, which was judged by Batman as nonsense.

But if you think about it carefully and summarize it now, it is exactly the same as the answer he just said.

Invent a mind-reading shield when you get back.

Batman found himself becoming irritable, even a little angry, this was really a change of position.

He had to do something to change the current situation, so he picked up the information Schiller sent over and pretended to read it attentively, while Jason turned back to continue applying iodine to his face.

For the first time, Batman felt that he couldn't read professional information, which was similar to college students before the final exams. Even the amount of colored potions Jason applied on his face was more worthy of his attention than these boring professional terms.

After all, this really related to his snack immunity. If Jason went to see Alfred with such a big wound, the cookies in his afternoon tea for the next year would be replaced with muffins.

Dinglingling...

No matter who made the call, Batman decided to listen to what he said with the most patience in his half-life to express his gratitude.

"Hello, Batman, this is Schiller..."

Batman immediately retracted his decision.

"Have you read the information I sent you?" Schiller's tone was businesslike, but Batman knew he was definitely doing it on purpose. He suspected that the doctor even knew what stage his conversation with Jason had reached, and that he needed a phone call to disrupt the situation, so he made this call on purpose.

"No, don't go to the security communication room for me. It's too much trouble for you. Just talk briefly."

See, he really expected it.

Bruce changed his hand to hold the phone, flipped through the information perfunctorily and said, "This virus does have very magical properties, but I am more concerned about its transmission route. In your analysis, you wrote that people who killed it will be infected with it. I don't know what basis this has..."

"No, my situation is just an example. Did all the people infected with the Joker virus before..."

"That makes sense. I really don't know what the Joker did to them. It is also possible that the Joker who died was not the Joker I first knew. The virus has already transformed at least two hosts..."

"I guess that might be the case." Bruce felt that his thoughts were a little confused.

He felt that he might be talking nonsense, but he had never been so unwilling to take responsibility for what he said as he was now. Anyway, the person in front of him was Schiller, so he should respond to nonsense with nonsense.

It was too bad, he was angry again.

But Bruce still chose to talk nonsense, because Peter Parker had also talked nonsense in front of him, so it was even.

"Maybe the Joker kidnapped them, and then tortured them constantly, gave them a chance to escape, and then stopped them on their way to escape, and forced them to kill him, so that they would be infected with the Joker virus, become new Jokers, and then continue his plan."

"But maybe there are some people who failed to completely kill the Joker, and were not completely transformed, so they became infected with the Joker virus..."

It was completely illogical, Bruce didn't know what he was saying, and then he continued to talk about his own words.

"And I was infected with the Joker virus, maybe because although I didn't kill the Joker myself, the Joker died because of me. I don't know if you can understand, anyway, that's what I mean."

"Those infected with the Joker virus may have indirectly caused the death of the Joker like me, so they were 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, the nonsense may actually hit 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 killing clowns? Of course, this kind of rule is also the result of editor patching, mainly to explain why Batman doesn't kill the Joker. Although it is far-fetched, the rule is the rule, and it is 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 came back, 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 turning into 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's gaze 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 answered 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 using clowns for experiments, you need to pay extra rent..."

"No problem." Schiller agreed immediately: "I don't think your other Robins can be called mentally healthy. I can..."

"No need." Bruce interrupted him immediately: "Stay as far away from them 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 this required experimental methods that would be innovative, so Schiller called Peter, hoping to get Peter's help.

"Hello, Peter? What does it sound like to you over there..."

"Oh, Dr. Schiller, I'm quite busy. Well... you may want to ask me 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. They found a photo there, 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 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 fuck 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.

It was him having tea with the Bat-family.

Bruce remembered that they had just been through a mess, and Nightwing came back to help, and Robin was Jason, and of course Barbara helped.

After the incident, they were about to disperse, but Alfred offered to let them 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. Invading Gotham was already difficult, 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. .

Bruce's breathing quickened almost instantly, but not because his identity was exposed.

"This will be their most powerful handle to attack you, Bruce." Amanda was still trying to add fuel to the fire. She said: "A freak in tights leading a few kids in tights, people will only take it as a joke, but if this freak is Bruce Wayne, then these kids..."

"Enough, get out."

Bang!

The door was closed.

Jason, who had just stood up, found that he saw another kind of horror in Batman.

"Jason, do me a favor." Bruce looked at him and said.

Jason stared at him, then nodded seriously. What he saw in Batman at this moment made Jason understand that something was going to happen.

"Stop me before I kill someone."

Jason was stunned.

The fox looks at the chicken circle