Chapter 1289 Say My Name (End)
Once, a man in a purple suit told a joke to a man dressed as a bat.
The joke was this:
Once upon a time, there were two people in a mental hospital.
One night, they decided to escape from the mental hospital together.
They climbed onto the roof, the city scenery stretched out in the moonlight, and the road in front of them led to the world of freedom.
However, in front of them, there was a narrow gap between two buildings.
The first person jumped over easily, but his friend didn't dare to jump because he was afraid that he would fall.
So the first person came up with an idea, and he said to his friend: "Hey! I have a flashlight. Wait until I turn it on and shine the light between the two buildings, and you can step on the light to get over."
But the second person shook his head and said, "What? Do you think I'm crazy?"
"You will definitely turn off the flashlight when I'm halfway there!"
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Under the hazy moonlight, the Batmobile sped through the street.
Wayne in the car... we still have to call him that for the time being... looked solemn.
His destination was undoubtedly the carnival that had been abandoned for many years.
For a person with the same reasoning ability as the real Bruce Wayne...it is not too difficult to solve Feng Bujue's puzzle.
The "flashlight" that Brother Jue left for him is like a key, and the lock corresponding to this key... Feng Bujue had left it in Arkham Asylum as early as this afternoon.
"Water...where there is water...huge wheels, wooden boards, weeds, and...pink elephants..."
This sentence was said by Feng Bujue when he was talking to Dr. Quinn. There is no doubt that it has been recorded verbatim by the recorder.
At first glance, it seems to be the nonsense of a mental patient, but in fact, Feng Bujue is using fragmented information associated with visual graphics to point to a specific location; this location...or..."this picture", he had seen it in a comic book, and that comic book is one of the most famous and classic stories in the Batman series of comics-"The Killing Joke".
A considerable part of the story, including its final climax...all took place in that deserted carnival.
Anyone who has a certain understanding of Batman comics will have an impression of that place; needless to say... Wayne, who "has the ability to prevent many villains from turning evil in advance", must also know where the carnival is.
Of course, there are thousands of Batman stories, and it is probably too obscure to just rely on such a description that sounds incoherent; therefore, Feng Bujue used another thing related to "Fatal Joke" - a flashlight, to show Wayne the way.
When they met for the second time on the top floor of the Twin Towers, Feng Bujue and Wayne obviously knew that the other party was also a "traveler from another world", and it was not difficult to see this from their conversation. The difference is that Wayne figured this out in the submarine, while Brother Jue had figured it out earlier... So, Feng Bujue prepared a flashlight in advance and said "I'll wait for you 'there'" when he threw it.
So far, Brother Jue's layout has been completed.
And Wayne…after returning to the Batcave, he immediately took the flashlight to the instrument for a comprehensive analysis, and at the same time retrieved Arkham’s video and audio materials and quickly browsed through them.
About forty minutes later, he heard the words left by Jue Ge. Combining the clues of the flashlight, it didn’t take him too long to deduce where the “there” he was talking about was.
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Woo——
On the suburban highway, the sound of the engine tore through the night sky.
The Wayne of this universe was not driving the “realistic” armored Batmobile in Nolan’s film, but the Tim Burton-style “super” Batmobile; the streamlined narrow body, the black, reflective shell, the exaggerated turbine air intake…all integrated under the unified Gothic design style, this is the appearance of the classic Bat equipment.
Click——Buzz——
Just as the Batmobile was about to drive to the entrance of the carnival, suddenly, amid the sound of a large device being powered on, dozens of beams of light from strong lights lit up in the dark and focused on the center of the road.
At this moment, a man in a purple suit stood in the middle of the road.
Through the display screen in the car, Wayne could see the other person's full appearance without being affected by light - "Jack" looked the same as before, the only slight difference was that his hands were now in gloves.
Wayne didn't know what this meant, and he didn't care about such details.
Within two seconds, he made a decision, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and rushed straight towards the other person.
"Heh..." Facing the Batmobile that was speeding, Feng Bujue's face showed a smile, "Come on..." He opened his arms and shouted loudly to the front, "Come on!"
The roar of the engine was approaching, with no sign of slowing down.
"Come on! Hit me!" Feng Bujue was still standing in the middle of the road, standing in the center of those lights, with no intention of retreating.
"Mad man..." Looking at Brother Jue's actions, Wayne in the car couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Bang!
Two seconds later, the collision happened.
Wayne did guess that Feng Bujue had superpowers, but he didn't think that his abilities were strong enough to withstand this impact.
A Batmobile weighing more than two tons, crashing into a target at a speed of more than 200 kilometers, generates about 510 million joules of kinetic energy... This energy is enough to evaporate a human like Feng Bujue who weighs about 100 kilograms.
However, the scene when the collision occurred was...
When the front of the Batmobile was about to hit him, Brother Jue raised his foot and stepped on it, "stopping" the entire car.
At that moment, with Brother Jue's foot as the center, the surrounding ground instantly shattered and formed a large concave pit; the stopped Batmobile also began to change under the action of inertia, and the whole car folded up like a squeezed can...
However, the material of this Batmobile is also really amazing, its hardness and toughness are far beyond the limits of what humans can achieve with the current technological level. Under such an impact, this "one-piece" body still did not completely fall apart, but was only "compressed and deformed" to a certain extent.
Bang——
Then, the movable hatch on the upper part of the middle and rear of the Batmobile (the 1989 version of the Batmobile was entered and exited by moving this hatch that was integrated with the windshield) was ejected; it was not ejected by some kind of "ejection device", but was punched away by someone in the car...
"HO~" Feng Bujue looked at the man who slowly stood up from the almost flattened cabin, unscathed, and said in a lazy tone, "Is he still alive?"
"That..." Wayne stepped on the car body and walked out of the cabin, looking down at Brother Jue in front of him, and said in his voice like he was in the late stage of laryngeal cancer, "...I should say it."
Feng Bujue would naturally not die, he had made a deal with Dr. Manhattan; relying on the doctor's particle control, decomposition and reorganization, ignoring the law of causality and other abilities, combined with the [Kongtong Seal] he brought, and the energy stored in the [Heavenly Gang Disha Box]... Brother Jue has recovered his lost equipment and skills, and...he has become stronger.
Wayne would not die either. Although he also suffered the same impact as Feng Bujue outside the car, he was very well prepared tonight. This level of damage was nothing.
"The suit you are wearing... looks very much like 'Hellbat (Hellbat armor, which appeared in the DC New 52 era, designed by Bruce Wayne, and manufactured by other members of the Justice League)'." Although Wayne did not answer Brother Jue's question, Brother Jue continued what he had just said, "But you and I know... the Justice League in this universe does not have Superman and Green Lantern, which means... the two most critical parts of this suit of armor - the shell and the cape (which is extremely strong and can change shape at will according to the user's will, and even separate like the Green Lantern creation)... cannot be completed." He paused, "Even if you can use some substitute to solve the material problem, it still cannot explain how you survived the amazing 'car accident' just now."
"Humph... It turns out that you can't think of things." Wayne snorted coldly and punched.
His fist was so powerful that when Feng Bujue caught his blow with one hand, the air around him was shaken with a loud bang.
"Actually, I thought of it, I just complained." Brother Jue looked at the confused Wayne with a smile and replied, "You got the formula of Miraclo (a special biochemical phosphorus that allows the user to gain multiple abilities including super strength, endurance, speed, resistance to blows, night vision, and underwater survival within an hour)?"
"You..." Wayne turned his head and looked at his fist that was firmly held by the other party, not knowing what to say.
Wayne had indeed injected himself with Miraclo before coming here, and he was wearing his own "improved" Hell Bat armor at this time... Logically speaking, the other party would most likely die if he punched him.
However, Feng Bujue looked like he was taking the punch easily.
"I guess your expression must be very interesting now..." Feng Bujue said, and stretched out his other hand at lightning speed, grabbed the other's helmet, and tore off most of it with brute force, "...why not share it with me."
After part of the helmet was broken, the other half quickly fell off Wayne's face, and then a face mixed with shock and anger appeared in front of Brother Jue.
"Even if you have the same IQ as Bruce Wayne, your "wisdom" is still just mediocre." Feng Bujue shook his hand and shook off the helmet fragments between his fingers, "Like most "travelers", even though you have gained powerful power, you still can't jump out of your inherent three views and personality. The pattern of limitation."
His tone gradually became indifferent, a kind of indifference similar to "disappointment", just like a child who has lost interest in the toy in his hand... At this moment, it is chilling to listen to it.
"Why do you want to make the 'Hellbat Armor'? Why can't you design it yourself from scratch? Don't you have more resources and information than the real Wayne?" Feng Bujue asked, "If you use the technology of 'mass production of Inetron alloy' on weapons, whether it is made into armor coating or used as the core to make a separate armor... it will be more useful than the castrated version of the Hellbat you are wearing now."
"Ah -" Wayne was completely irritated by Brother Jue's "preaching". He roared and activated the secret weapon in the armor of his right wrist.
In an instant, a silent impact erupted, shattering the entire armor of Wayne's right arm. In turn... it also caused damage to Feng Bujue who grabbed his right fist.
After the explosion, Brother Jue's left hand...the part in front of the elbow seemed to be vaporized and disappeared; if he hadn't let go in time and stepped back, the damage would have extended to his shoulder.
"Well...is this your 'original' part?" When Feng Bujue spoke, he took out the [Qixu Rulin] orb from his bag without thinking, and activated its ability to repair his stump, " This kind of 'atomic explosion' that injures one thousand enemies and damages oneself eight hundred...can't really be called clever."
"What do you know?" Wayne yelled, "Who do you have to judge me?" He shouted as he got off the scrapped Batmobile, "I did all the 'right things'!' A matter of justice! Do you know how much effort and effort I have put into creating and maintaining today's situation?"
"I know." Feng Bujue said, "I have asked Dr. Manhattan to telepathically convey your general experience here to me." He paused for half a second and added, "Just because I know, so I despise you even more."
"What did you say?" Wayne's expression showed that he found this incredible.
"Your 'justice' is false and has double standards." Feng Bujue continued, "The real Bruce Wayne will never follow the same path as you...even if he has the same power as you." information."
"Are you referring to his 'no killing' principle?" Wayne said, "You and I both know how stupid that principle is!"
"Yes, it's very stupid." Feng Bujue said, "But this 'stupidity' is exactly the dividing line in his heart... It is this line that separates the justice he implements and yours." The justice of meanness, selfishness, and hypocrisy is separated..."
"Nonsense!" Wayne shouted angrily again, dodged, came to Brother Jue's side and punched him again.
Feng Bujue didn't even look at his opponent. He took a step back and easily dodged the attack. Before he could stand still, he continued: "In order to kill those villains who may become 'threats' in the future." In the cradle, you started to act long before you became 'Batman'... and the first thing you did was to design and kill those who bullied Scarecrow. "
"Those guys are just a bunch of bastards!" When Wayne argued, his attacks did not stop.
"Huh... It sounds like you feel the same way. I can imagine... you had a hard time before time travel." Feng Bujue's ability to see through people's hearts is indeed powerful, and his words undoubtedly poked holes in this fake Wayne's heart. sore spot.
"What position do you have to accuse me of killing and injuring so many innocent police officers?" When Wayne asked back, he launched another round of attacks.
But Brother Jue became more and more relaxed as he hid: "You saved Mr. Freeze's wife because you sympathized with him; you prevented Two-Face from being disfigured because you appreciated him; and you also led the Penguin to Zhengdao, because you think he is valuable as a good person...
"But for the same sad Killer Croc, you dealt with it differently...
“You found Killer Croc as a boy, claimed to protect him, and arranged a safe haven for him to survive.
"At first, he was very 'obedient' because Killer Croc was also afraid of his body changes when he was young; but as time went by, he gradually couldn't stand that kind of life anymore.
"At this time, you start to have murderous intentions... because you know that after he returns to society, even if you can make him do good temporarily, this malicious world will one day force out his bestiality.
"So... one day, you gave him a 'special bed'. After he lay down on it, who was unsuspecting of you, you locked him with shackles, and then you sealed off his residence. Entrance, let him fend for himself inside... As if this way, you don't have to be responsible for his death. "
"What do you know? Do you know the pain I felt at that time?" Wayne roared, "I do treat Waylon (Killer Crocodile's real name Waylon Jones) as a friend! Do you think I am worried about keeping him there?" Does it feel good?"
"Yes, you felt uncomfortable for a short while, and then continued to live your good life." Listening to Wayne's excited tone, the disdain in Brother Jue's words became more obvious, "Finished the killer. After Crocodile, you counted the days and went to kill the botanist Jason Wood and prevent the birth of Poison Ivy... Of course, by your standards, school bullies deserve to die, but people like Wood are Not to mention.
"Then, you turn the Riddler into a brainless person, because his blackening has no reason and is difficult to stop; his wisdom will pose a huge threat to you...
"As for a guy like Zas, just throw him into a high-security prison. Maybe time will make him change his ways, right? Ha... Even if he really doesn't change his ways and insists on doing evil after he comes out, he himself is considered If he is not a difficult character, you just need to catch him again... and let him be locked up for more than ten years. "
When Wayne heard this, he no longer defended himself, but asked: "So what? I have killed the hidden dangers that would bring countless deaths and disasters, and I have reduced the sacrifices to the minimum, and with that 'conniving' "Compared to the so-called heroes who go around doing evil things and never kill anyone, I have saved more people!"
"This is your problem..." Feng Bujue continued, "No matter how high-sounding you say it, in the end, it is others who really make the 'sacrifice'..."
The words shocked Wayne's heart, and his expression also changed subtly.
"Look, if I don't remind you, you are not aware of this, are you? This is the typical 'traveler thinking'." Feng Bujue said, "A person who upholds extreme egoism under double standards, see Everything you do...is just.
"Your own pain...for example, losing a so-called 'friend' or something...is infinitely magnified by you, as if it is so great that it makes people cry; and other people's pain...for example, becoming mentally retarded or dying...in It all seems 'reasonable' to you.
"Your so-called 'justice' is just to act on the premise that it is 'convenient' for you; you will do it in a lawful way if it is easy to do, and if it is difficult to do... it will cause 'trouble' for you If the person or thing appears, we should deal with it once and for all by 'crossing the line', and then attribute it to a 'reasonable sacrifice where the advantages outweigh the disadvantages'.
"In the final analysis, your personal interests and losses are greater than justice itself, and your personal will is greater than all other systems."
"No matter how many reasons you seek to convince yourself, no matter how many things you do that you think are right, you are nothing compared to the real Bruce Wayne.
"Because he is a person who is more cruel to himself than to others, a madman, and an incurable fool!
"He's...fucking...Batman!"
As he spoke, Feng Bujue's tone gradually rose.
At the same moment, the fake Wayne stopped attacking, and belatedly realized one thing - at this moment, his ability was being "drawn away" bit by bit by some strange force.
He... is gradually becoming a mortal.
"Leaving aside your identity as Batman, what about your private life as 'Bruce Wayne'?" Feng Bujue's words were far from over, "Why did you marry Harleen Quinzel and let her daughter-in-law marry Harleen Quinzel? She uses the name Harley Quinn? After all...it's just your personal preference, compared to Catwoman's "Bitch from the East End" (in the setting of "Batman Year One", Cat. (She is a prostitute from the bottom of Gotham)', Quinzel, a psychology professor with a clean background and a high education, is naturally more suitable as a wife... Of course, the premise is that she does not become a crazy fan. "
Brother Jue spread his hands and said with a smile: "Speaking of which... that lunatic, with your help, has now become a middle-class comedian with a decent life, right? His children seem to be in high school soon?" Brother Jue already knows this information very clearly from Dr. Manhattan, "There is also the 'Clay Man' who is still working as a B-movie star; the 'Ventriloquist' is living a comfortable retirement life... As for the Those 'Robins', 'Batgirl', 'Alfred'... all stayed away from 'Bruce Wayne' and 'Batman' under your arrangement, and lived their own ordinary lives. "
Feng Bujue curled his lips and sighed: "Alas... You have basically achieved several basic pursuits of the time travelers - their own absolute safety, a high degree of privacy and freedom, abundant material enjoyment, and their favorite things. Women...plus a few weak or mentally retarded opponents to satisfy their sense of accomplishment as a 'hero'...it's a pretty good life, isn't it?"
At this point, he changed the topic: "Then the question is... what the hell does this have to do with 'justice'?
"Do you think you are more correct than that 'so-called hero who allows villains to do evil everywhere and never kills people'?
"Then you are wrong……
"There is an essential difference between you and him; the fake Wayne and the real Batman...your justice.
“This difference has nothing to do with ‘results’, no matter how many people you ‘save’ it cannot change or explain anything.
“This difference is about the most basic starting point of what you do, and about the true meaning and spirit of the word ‘hero’.
"The difference is...the actions you take in the name of justice are all for yourself in the final analysis; and Bruce Wayne...the real Batman, his justice, although not entirely...but at least Most of it is for others.”
By the time Brother Jue finished speaking, the fake Wayne's power had completely dissipated.
"What...what do you want?" At this time, Fake Wayne's tone changed, and there was fear in his eyes - because he had vaguely sensed Brother Jue's intention.
"Hmph...hehehe..." Hearing this, Brother Jue smiled evilly. He did not answer the other party's question, but tilted his head and spread his arms, "My appearance reminds you of a person... doesn't it? ?”
"No...no!" In panic, the fake Wayne finally showed his true nature, and he turned around...trying to escape.
At this moment, he is no longer the Dark Knight of Gotham, but an ordinary time traveler; even with a powerful physique and extremely high IQ, even with a full set of bat equipment and many black technologies from the DC universe... he can... I can't bear the title "Batman".
Bang——
After running only a few steps, the fake Wayne fell to the ground. The reason was simple... With his "power" taken away, he no longer had the ability to move normally in this "pseudo hell bat armor".
"Don't worry, taking back your power... is just the beginning..." Feng Bujue looked at the fake Wayne on the ground who was on the verge of collapse, and approached him step by step. With a crazy look, he continued with a sinister smile, "In the next step Over the years, Jon (Doctor Manhattan's real name) will slowly correct your influence on the world... Your wife 'Harley Quinn' will go crazy because of your 'disappearance'; the repressive dark side of the Scarecrow Will eventually awaken; Two-Face will be disfigured in another violent incident; Mr. Freeze's wife will get sick again, and this time there is no cure; on the contrary... The Riddler's disease will self-treat without cure. The more..."
"No...no...no!" The fake Wayne's pupils shrank and his face turned pale. He fell to the ground unable to move and could only scream in despair.
But Brother Jue's words will not stop because of this: "Somewhere in this world there will be another unfortunate person who suffers from an atavistic disease similar to Killer Crocodile, and there will be another unscrupulous botanist who develops poison ivy. Female mutated toxins; alien forces such as a certain Kryptonian and the Green Lantern Corps will also come to the earth in some form. These are all a matter of time... Nothing cannot be corrected and reshaped.
"Of course, a new 'Batman' is bound to come here. He may come from the future, or the past, or he may be a person who died and resurrected in certain events... The important thing is, he will It’s the real ‘Bruce Wayne’.”
Feng Bujue paused for a moment and then said: "In short, you are no longer needed here as a 'fake Wayne'... Everything you have done is meaningless..."
Just when Brother Jue finished saying this, a new change occurred in the fake Wayne on the ground.
"Uh... uh..." In the wailing sound, his pale face turned into a veritable "white"... as white as bleach, and his strong and lean body also rapidly lost weight. .
Feng Bujue knew that these changes... were caused by the influence of "Miraclo" and "Hell Bat Armor".
Miraclo's variant "Mirakuru Serum (the serum used by villains such as Deathstroke and Red Arrow)" has the side effect of making people irritable and even distorted; and the Hell Bat Armor... its power itself is "use "The wearer's life", the body of people who wear it for a long time will be corroded.
Now, due to the fact that his power has been withdrawn by Dr. Manhattan, the fake Wayne's suddenly weakened body and spirit are burdened by these double side effects.
Click——click——
Brother Jue did not sit idly by. He strode up to the opponent, removed a few pieces of the opponent's armor with his bare hands, then lifted the fake Wayne out of the armor and threw it into the open space next to him.
"Don't be afraid... I won't kill you." Then, Feng Bujue rode on the other person's body. Now he could suppress the fake Wayne with just his weight, "I only have... a simple... A small request." He took out the knife from his pocket, shook it a few times in front of fake Wayne's frightened face, and continued in a crazy tone, "Before... ah... you asked me my name. , but I didn’t answer you because I felt...actually you know the answer..."
At this moment, the fake Wayne's spirit and body are on the verge of collapse. The last straw that supports his rationality is only the instinctive will to survive.
"Come on... say my name." Feng Bujue's knife was already placed on the other person's face.
"J...Joker..." Fake Wayne trembled out the word.
"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha..." When the word was read out, Feng Bujue laughed almost crazily.
[The current task has been completed, and all main tasks have been completed]
[You have completed the script, it will be automatically transferred after 180 seconds]
The expected system prompt came, but Brother Jue's work was not finished yet - he still had to go to the last step of his hidden mission.
After laughing for a full minute, Brother Jue lowered his head again, looked at the fake Wayne and said, "Don't cry with such a sad face. Come on...smile too."
After that, the knife in his hand was inserted into the fake Wayne's mouth...
He slowly left two cuts on both sides of the other person's mouth, or... left a permanent "smiley face" on the other person's face.
In the first few seconds of this process, the fake Wayne screamed due to severe pain, but his screams did not last long before he stopped... because his spirit and mind, at that moment... finally collapsed completely. broken.
By the time the knife left the fake Wayne's pale face, he had...smiled from the bottom of his heart.