Chapter 3331 Bloody New City (Fifty-Four)

Chapter 3305 Bloody New City (54)

"The attending physician said his condition was not good. He suffered severe abuse and suffered a severe blow to the head. It was mainly due to the mental stimulation, which cannot be solved with current psychological means for the time being."

The Penguin stood at the door of the ward and said to Schiller: "You said you wanted to find someone in Brudehaven at first. I thought it was a great person, but this..."

"This person is important," Schiller said as he walked out with the Penguin. "He was once Batman's assistant and adopted son, the closest person he was besides his old housekeeper."

The penguin narrowed his eyes, and he and Schiller stood beside the windowsill, looking at the children playing in the yard downstairs.

This is a nursing home in Brudehaven. Because of the pleasant natural climate of Brudehaven, many large medical institutions have set up nursing homes here.

The nursing home they are now in is relatively small and belongs to a local private enterprise. But the environment is quite good, and in addition to the inpatient department building, there is also a large yard. There are beautiful shrubs and lawns, and many patients who come to recuperate are taking a walk here.

The environment here also makes Schiller feel familiar and comfortable. He knew that the Penguin had to worry. So he also slowed down and explained: "The Joker kidnapped Batman's Robin and tortured him, and the child was tortured crazy. He told him what Batman really was. This may be an important reason why he was stimulated. .”

The Penguin opened his mouth and said, "I can understand that the abuse stimulated his spirit, but what does it have to do with Batman's true identity?"

"He felt that he had betrayed him, so he closed himself."

The expression on the penguin's face became even more weird. He said, "I definitely have no intention of being rude, but are he and his little assistant playing something..."

“Not the kind of relationship you thought, but they were all extra devoted.”

The expression on the penguin's face became a little rude.

"To be honest, I never thought Batman would be like this." The Penguin shook his head and said, "I don't really think there is any unethical relationship between them, but he is so smart that he should be able to think of it. If he warns this child that he cannot betray, then this child cannot be the only one who is working hard. He is the one who should guarantee that the other party has no chance of betrayal at all."

"Yes, he should have done that, but he didn't. So they both are like this now."

The Penguin sighed, but not out of pity or something, but just lamenting the stupidity of some people.

"You are going to hand him over to me, are you so relieved to me?"

"What I feel safe with is not your morality. It's your greed." Schiller said with a smile. "You know what kind of effect such a card will play on Batman, and you will definitely protect it. As long as you With such determination, even if the clown comes again, you will not let him succeed."

"Of course, but I mean, aren't you worried that I'm holding this little guy and let Batman do something?"

"What to do? Help you assassinate your competitors?"

"That's not going to be used." The Penguin said with a lip silence. "The Metropolitan is not a place he can play. Are you not worried that I will endanger Batman's safety?"

"You won't kill him. But if you can break one of his legs or just paralyze him for a while, I might be able to give you some other reward."

"I really can't understand you." The Penguin said bluntly, "You are like that pale knight, you should want to save that broken city, right? Then what are you doing now?"

"It's because I want to save Gotham. I need to kick the two of them out first. You are also climbing up from the bottom. Don't you know what I'm doing?"

The Penguin Man was silent. But he still said, "Revolutionaries are executioners. I don't doubt you can succeed, but have you considered your own fate?"

"Me? Do you think I'm not afraid of death? Actually, I'm not afraid of being pushed to the gallows by those who have been saved by me. This is nothing new to me, and I'm prepared for it."

"Okay, madman. It's up to you." The penguin reached out and turned the ring on his hand, and said, "But if there was a day, I could leave you a place in this nursing home."

"Out of revenge on your former enemy?"

"Just find it interesting," the Penguin said, "Do you say Batman will come to visit you then? Where is the Pale Knight?"

"You're thinking too far, let's discuss Mr. Todd first. Can you find out how he came to Brudehaven?"

The Penguin shook his head and said, "The farthest thing can only be traced back to the admission record of the previous mental hospital, and it will not be found for a longer period of time. But I guess someone saved him."

"Who do you think it will be?"

"I can't say it's a clown." The Penguin pursed her lips and said the worst possible. He said, "The clown has always had a trick. Even if he dies, he will not stop."

"It's interesting to guess. But I won't give him this opportunity." Schiller said gently rubbing the edge of the windowsill with his fingers, "I think he'll be a good person."

"The good guy should send him back to Wayne Manor."

"What if he doesn't go by himself?"

The Penguin frowned slightly and said, "In his current state, he doesn't seem to be able to make a decision on his own."

“It may be a bit counterintuitive. But problems like post-traumatic stress disorder will not weaken over time, but will become stronger. His initial condition may be better than it is now.”

“Who do you think it is?”

“How did the Pale Knight send you to Blüdhaven?”

“You suspect him? Isn’t that still the Joker? Wait. Are you saying that the Pale Knight existed at that time?”

The Penguin thought about it and said, “He caught me and anesthetized me. I don’t know the specific process, anyway, I woke up and appeared in the valley.”

“The Pale Knight is not that simple, he is more complicated than Batman.” Schiller said, “What we know now may be less than one-tenth of what he knows, and I may not guarantee that he is completely out.”

The Penguin’s facial features were a little hideous, and he said, “He waits, I will save a place for him in the sanatorium sooner or later.”

“Okay, let’s not talk about this. I hope Batman can meet his friends as soon as possible. You get ready.”

The Penguin nodded gloomily. The warm morning light shone on his face, making the edges of his hooked nose more obvious. But soon the shadow moved from one side to the other, and the person in front of him changed from Schiller to Batman.

But the Batman in front of him looked a little scary.

The place that the mask could not cover was pale. The eyes were deeply sunken in the eye sockets. When the Penguin saw him, he didn't even know who was the super criminal.

"Where is he?" Batman's voice trembled a little.

"He doesn't want to see you." The Penguin said, "But in order to prevent you from saying that I kidnapped him, I can take you to see him. You will be responsible for any consequences."

Batman's hand holding the dart was clenched very tightly. He considered countless situations where the Penguin refused or made things difficult for him, but he didn't consider this one.

The Penguin took Batman to the outside of the ward. It was late at night. The windows in the corridor were covered with curtains, and the sunset outside the curtains was particularly brilliant.

The Penguin pushed open the door, but Batman didn't dare to walk over at the first time. He hesitated at the door for a long time before taking that step.

A small ward, with only one bed and a bedside table. A black-haired young man was sitting on the bed fiddling with something. He looked up when he heard the noise. There was a very obvious scar on his face.

"Jason..." Batman called his name.

Suddenly, a scream came out of the black-haired young man's throat. He began to tremble and twitch all over, and rushed to the back of the bed, throwing the lamp to the door. He hid back like crazy.

The medical staff rushed in and held him down, but his head had already hit the corner of the table and was bleeding.

The Penguin dodged Batman's action. He looked at him and said, "You should know that I have no involvement in your feud. It is definitely not my fault that he is in this situation. If I had the ability to make him like this, I would have done it long ago, without waiting until now."

Batman clenched his hands into fists. His reason told him that the Penguin was right. But the irritability that had not appeared for a long time appeared in his heart again. He used up all his strength to not punch the Penguin.

After closing the door of the room, the Penguin took Batman to the end of the corridor and told him: "He suffers from very serious post-traumatic stress disorder, so serious that there is no psychiatrist in the entire Blüdhaven who can treat him."

"It was a coincidence that I found him. Believe it or not. Even if it was to use you, I tried my best. But it was useless."

"I won't stop you from taking him away. But again, if anything happens, you can't blame me. You will bear the consequences at your own risk."

"I will find a professional psychiatrist for him." Batman obviously didn't trust the Penguin, and he said, "You have to let me take him away."

"I can anesthetize him, but I can't predict what kind of noise he will make when he wakes up." The Penguin shook his head and said, "And I saved him, it's not without cost. You have to do me a favor."

Hearing the Penguin's conditions, Batman was relieved. He said, "I won't do anything illegal."

"Are you stupid? I'm a congressman now, why should I break the law? I need you to help me deal with someone who always causes me trouble..."

When Batman walked out of the sanatorium, it was already dark. He boarded the ambulance with Jason in it. Jason, who was anesthetized, lay in the ambulance compartment, as calm as if he was asleep.

Batman was thinking a lot, so he didn't check it carefully, nor did he notice the thing Jason was holding in his hand and fiddling with.

It was a small toy made of paper, so it was easy to hold in the palm of your hand. There were four Chinese characters "东东西西" written on it, but if you turn it over, you can see an English sentence underneath.

"I know you're not crazy. Find a way to get Batman to find me as your attending physician-Shiller Rodriguez."

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