Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Because I know clowns..."

Saibo flicked cigarette ash in the water glass next to him. In the dim light of midnight, under the indifferent gaze of this "two-faced man" who was terrifying enough to scare anyone into tears, he organized his words and said,

"I know his pattern of action. I've seen this type of person before. It's a dangerous move to keep you here. I'm not kidding you. He may really use you again...or Gordon."

A hint of doubt flashed in Harvey's eyes, and Sable paused, continuing to analyze for him, saying,

"I don't know what you people in the situation think, but I see it as an outsider. Every action against the clown will actually be used by him to deal with you. The scariest thing about this kind of person It's that they don't have a plan...their minds are a mess."

Seeing that Harvey didn't seem to understand very well, Saibo put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the water, and in the annihilation of flames and water, he whispered,

"Then let me put it another way, anarchism, have you heard of it?"

Harvey nodded. As a legal genius, he has naturally heard of this kind of extremely chaotic theory. Seber smiled and snapped his fingers.

"This is a good explanation. You are the designers, the conspirator. Everything has a strict self-plan. The conspirator always wants to control the small world around them, but he is not. I have had a relationship with him. Talk, I know what he wants to do, he wants the conspirators to see how utterly pathetic your efforts are to control everything you are trying to control!"

Seber stood up, moving his body, looking at Harvey,

"He opposes all plans, he uses all plans, and he himself is more like a chaotic believer."

Harvey closed his eyes, and after a while, he laughed in a low voice, as if mocking himself,

"I used to be a conspirator too. Look, what has this done to me?"

"You know what? I kind of understand what the clown thinks now."

Harvey moved his fingers on the table with difficulty, and took out a cigarette from Sable's silver-white iron cigarette case. Sable lighted it for him thoughtfully. The wound is overflowing, and it can be seen that he is in pain, but he has not stopped this kind of self-killing health, and health probably has no use for him.

"He just did what he does best, he got our plan, he used it the other way around, and now look what he's done to this city, with a few barrels of gas, a few bullets, a race Bob, do you know what I found?"

Seber didn't speak. He stood there, listening quietly. He knew that Harvey, who had experienced life, death and tragedy, had some words buried in his heart, and he just wanted an audience.

The smell and smell of burning cigarettes slowly spread to the entire ward, his voice became deeper and deeper in the darkness,

"When things go according to plan, no one panics, even if the plan is terrible...Even if everyone knows that tomorrow a young man who kills someone will be shot, and a truckload of people on the battlefield in the Middle East Soldiers will be killed by roadside bombs and no one will panic, they will just mourn and shed false tears because that's part of the plan, part of this social order, but when I say, Nath The Mayor is going to die, so everyone goes crazy! You've been through that scene too, haven't you?"

Harvey coughed twice. Under the dim light, his horrifying left half of face and still handsome right half of face combined together, which was indescribably ferocious and weird. He looked at the dark roof, and he let out a muffled laughter,

"The so-called order, its existence is actually just that we have added different self-interpretations to the exact same life... Like this time...Gordon will save Nestor because he thinks the mayor is better than a Ordinary women are more important, but when he knows that the woman who was bombed to death is his wife, he will fall into crazy despair... He will hate himself, and even hate other people, but this is obviously his I made my own choice, so order itself is meaningless at all, when I think it is reasonable, it is everything, but now I think it is unreasonable, it is not even a fart!"

Harvey's two completely different eyes turned to Sable, he put the cigarette butt in his hand on the cup next to him, and asked softly,

"Serber, do you think I'm crazy?"

Saber shook his head, leaning on a black straight-edged knife with both hands, he looked at Harvey and whispered,

"The superficial existence of human civilization seems to be very strict, but when you analyze it from the inside, you will find that it is actually crazy. I have spent a long time researching these. You know, Harvey, life is full of accidents, life lacks center of gravity, does existence exist? Worth, face the inescapable fact that after a nightmarish day, one out of every eight people in the crowd is bound to break down and go completely berserk...but who can blame them? "

"Living in such a harsh, illogical world, what can they do but go crazy?"

Seber reached out and took Harvey's two completely different hands, one normal and one blackened flesh, and said,

"When you find yourself bound on a train of thought, racing toward the past that you can't bear, don't forget that there is one last way you can go, and that is...to go mad, and madness is like a The escape door that allows you to escape, keep the horror stories that happened to you in the bottom of your heart, and lock it forever."

A serene smile appeared on Saibo's face, and he whispered like a dream,

"As long as you're crazy enough, it doesn't matter... The clown always says I'm his kind of guy, he's wrong, he's always been crazy, and I know when to go crazy... Harvey, we That's the kind of people."

"Do you know the nature of the chaos that the Joker advocates?"

"Um?"

"It's fair...it's like two sides of a coin, we always have to make a choice, positive or negative, so if you can't decide, why not let chaos make it for you, if you decide fast enough , we can still catch up with the execution of those "traitors" tonight... I think you want to do that, don't you?"

"..."

"I like your proposal very much, let's hurry up, please give me a coin, thank you."

At the same time, Lucius hurriedly walked into the third basement floor of the Wayne Building. For a person who has entered the age of the elderly, it is definitely a challenge to get out of bed after midnight to deal with business. an unbearable torture.

But there was no way, Bruce called himself, he had to come, Lucius felt keenly that Bruce seemed to have something to say to him.

And the moment he walked through the 4 security procedures and walked into the basement, the moment he pushed open the door, Lucius really froze in place.

In front of his eyes, 200 screens were shining with a completely different blue light. It was a ring-shaped console with hundreds of completely different buttons and more than a dozen keyboards, and with the special luster shining on the screen, All this gave the basement a special aura.

As a leading scientist and engineer, Lucius put on his glasses subconsciously. He took a few steps forward and just pressed those buttons. He immediately understood what the device in front of him was for.

He gasped.

"Link all mobile phones in the same frequency band in the city, and use these ubiquitous communication devices to emit weak ultrasonic waves to draw a dynamic image of the entire city. This is... sonar, the sonar that detects all secrets, nothing can Can't hide it."

He muttered, "This is that secret device you asked Communications to develop? It's wrong, Bruce...this kind of power, this ability, it shouldn't be there."

Lucius shouted, with undisguised anger on his face, "Bruce, stand up for me! My "city sonar" system is not for you to monitor the city, you don't have the right to do so Do!"

"Yes, I didn't..."

A black figure came out from the darkness beside him. Batman was holding something like a USB flash drive in his hand. He put this thing in front of Lucius,

"So the sole authority of this information collection system, I will hand it over to you..."

A trace of sincerity flashed in his eyes under the face price, "Help me, Lucius, only you can fully utilize this system in a short period of time, you have seen the situation in this city, I The Joker's troubles must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise...the number of victims like Gordon will only increase."

"I've had enough, I don't want to see anyone die because of the clown's crazy actions..."

"Help!"

Lucius gritted his teeth. As a scientist, he insisted on himself. He looked back at the system and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Once this system is turned on, if someone finds that we are monitoring the city, Wayne Industries will be finished!"

He looked at Bruce and reached out to take the security key, "Just this one time, otherwise you will receive my resignation report."

"Thank you, Lucius."

Bruce watched the old man insert the security key into the socket of the system, a trace of stubbornness and firmness flashed in his eyes,

"This time, let you have nothing to hide!"

Just like the ultrasonic waves used by real bats to find their way, after this instrument is turned on, every move of Gotham will be completely watched by Bruce. Then hide your actions.

After 15 minutes, Lucius moved the mouse and whispered,

"Found it! The westernmost part of Gotham Docks, the abandoned Arhan Shipyard...he's there, wait...he's not there! He's gone, it's a gunfight...someone's after them."

Bruce froze for a moment.

"It's Cyber, right?"

Lucius magnified the image of the characters drawn by the ultrasonic wave. Under the blue light curtain, the gun battle scene was almost lifelike. The clown escaped in a panic at the first time, and then the people on his side were cut down one by one. It was a man wielding a cold weapon, but what was even more surprising was that there was another man standing behind Cyber ​​with an automatic weapon.

Two people!

"boom"

Just as Lucius continued to increase the ultrasonic frequency, trying to simulate the faces of the characters, the blue light and shadow on the screen was completely distorted at this moment, and then returned to calm instantly.

"What's wrong?"

Bruce asked, Lucius shook his head,

"The signal is lost. Judging from the frequency of the explosion just now, something should have exploded."

Back to 15 minutes ago, a black SUV was quietly driving on the avenue in the dock area. Saibo, who was wearing a battle armor, was driving the car, with soothing music playing in the car, and a large black bag was placed on the co-pilot. Loaded with a wide variety of weapons.

There were two people sitting in the backseat. Harvey, who was secretly carried out of the hospital by Seber, was still a little weak. He had no other symptoms except the burns, and the injuries looked terrible, but in fact, only part of the skin had been removed. 3 One day is enough time for the wound to scab. Apart from being very painful, there is actually no serious problem.

He changed into the suit he wore on the day he was kidnapped. It was the same as his double-faced face. The right side of the suit was intact and the left side was burnt. He leaned on the back seat with one hand He is holding a pistol and playing with a coin in the other hand.

It seems that he is closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Beside him, there was a trembling old man in pajamas. He was Mayor Nestor's old subordinate, and he was the one who sent Harvey home that day.

"It's a pity that the biggest moron, Sheriff Ramirez, has escaped..."

Saibo snorted, looking at the quiet scenery of Gotham outside the window, he felt the wind outside the window, "That's great, the wind blows so comfortably, tonight is really a good day for killing people .”