What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 91
"Never—"

"No more games."

"What do you mean?"

"Bats, literally."

The clown is in a trance...

He looked like he was dreaming.

"No kidnapping, no 2 to 1, let me guess... Do you think I will kidnap Robin?"

"Do you think the place Robin stepped into is a trap?"

He smiled mockingly.

"I envisioned all the worst-case scenarios and made all the necessary preparations."

Chen Tao said.

The voices of Deadshot, Cheshire Cat, and Killer Crocodile sounded from his headset:

"Batman? There's nothing here, no clown minions, no traps rising out of nowhere. It's not what you expected."

"I know, old trick." The clown sat on the ground sullenly, leaning against Bane who was kneeling on the ground and laughing silently.

"I guess that Robin who walked in must have been a Mudface in disguise. Since that incident, you won't let those children get hurt again..."

He looked at himself and said with pity: "It's like you don't like me anymore."

The clown raised his head, his previously crazy face was actually calm, showing a bit of sincerity: "So we don't play games anymore, Batman."

"No more giant laughing gas balloons, no more jumping dinosaurs, freaks and circuses, no more roses, no more beautiful fireworks and birthday parties."

He said:
"The matter now is very simple. The metropolis will be destroyed, tens of millions of people will die, and you will kill me... You must not hesitate."

Chen Tao pressed down on his headset suddenly: "Everyone has—"

And Lucius' voice sounded faster than him: "Dozens of missiles have been detected taking off from Gotham City!!!"

Cold sweat broke out on his face: "They are distributed in different locations in Gotham!"

He jumped straight from his seat, threw himself in front of the computer, and yelled into the comm.

"Poison Ivy, tell me their trajectory!"

On the other side of Gotham, Poison Ivy with fluttering red hair is sitting under a huge hemispherical machine.

This is a technology derived from the mad hatter Taiqi, a mind projection device that can read the most terminal and tiny signals in the neurons of the human brain, and then convert them into visual information.

"I'm checking! Don't rush, I need time!"

Lucius on the other side looked up at the small bright spots rising from all corners of the city on the computer screen.

"I'm afraid you must hurry up!"

He said: "Our detector can only judge the approximate trajectory. We need more detailed data-the deviation should not exceed one centimeter, the more accurate the better, and there must be no missing one."

He flipped open a transparent cover on a red button on the table next to him, and put his hand on it: "Hurry up, Poison Ivy! I need the most accurate numbers before firing all the interceptor missiles!"

"Shut up, I'm checking!"

Poison Ivy yelled back, "Quiet me!"

Lucius saw dozens of missiles falling from the screen, and the jamming devices they installed in the city played a role...

But no one dared to bet that the real nuclear warhead mixed among these dozens of missiles happened to be one of the few that fell.

He suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

Although Batman has told him that if there is the worst case, then it must happen, and although he has done relevant psychological construction for himself before the incident, he still feels that his hands are shaking .

He suddenly grabbed his wrist with the other hand and forcibly stopped the trembling.

This hand needs to be used to press the button after a while, it can't shake, it can't shake...

He said into the comm: "Batman! You take the jammer I prepared for you, if the missiles are not completely stopped-"

"No!"

The clown jumped up and hugged Chen Tao's leg: "Don't do that, Bat!"

He yelled loudly and laughed wildly sadly: "Don't go! I have paid so much for you! Kill me quickly. If I can die by your hands, it will be a very happy thing. For me, it's the best ending ever!"

For a moment, Chen Tao really wanted to chop off the clown's head.

This should be quick, just need to condense the blade, and then scrape lightly——

But he stubbornly resisted the urge.

It's not because he didn't kill Tie Ze, but because he was afraid that if he killed the clown nakedly, he would be in trouble if he inhaled some clown gas and turned into a laughing bat—who knows what the clown hides in his body ?
If you want to kill him, you have to stuff him into the crusher invented by Lucius.

As for whether to hesitate...not at all.Neither the Riddler's Theory of Darkness Binding, nor The Joker's Bad Day, nor Batman's original Slippery Slope Theory can bind him.

Chen Tao is very clear that he is not a lunatic, and he will never become a scum or tyrant with no limit just because of killing the clown. The clown is not special, he has never been special...

He had already murdered the other party once.

"open!"

He kicked the clown in the face: "You smelly trash, you pervert, you are so disgusting, don't come close to me, let go!"

"No—please, just let this end like this!"

The clown begged loudly: "I am the most special one, they all said you killed—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and he swallowed the half of the sentence he hadn't spoken yet, and Chen Tao's heart moved slightly.

The clown continued to shout like nothing happened:
"It's not fair, we've been together for so long, I should be the first person you want to murder! I should have been the one who started your fall! It's not someone else, I'm so jealous!"

"The first batch of missiles has been located!" Lucius in the headset looked at the bright spots marked by red dots on the computer screen, and punched the red button fiercely.

"emission!"

"Batman!" he said, "you've got to be ready to fly out and intercept any-"

"I know!"

Chen Tao kicked the clown in the face again: "Get out of here, you disgusting..."

"No, I'm not disgusting, I'm your favorite—"

Chen Tao lost his patience.

Silver-white particles flickered, followed by Bain's thick fist.

He squeezed the palm of his hand, and the next moment, green color appeared on his arm. The strange power and sharp claws from the bat dragon superimposed on Bain's bat, and the clown flew upside down with just one blow, sticking to the ground like a cockroach.

Chen Tao tried his best not to beat him to death.

The clown's attitude supported some of his guesses, but now is not the time to think about them.

Often, the simpler and cruder the plan, the more effective it is. If the clown plans to play tricks like kidnapping Robin, Chen Tao can deal with it with ease, because he can predict——

But direct launch...

This is completely a test of Chen Tao's preparation in advance. If the preparation is not sufficient, it will fail immediately!
"I'll be right over." He turned his head and said to Lucius in the communication: "I'll be soon—"

"Bat-bat-man!"

Chen Tao turned his head, and the clown got up from the ground trembling all over his body, his clothes exploded with his strong muscles, exposing his pale body with red skin and holes in the air.

Chen Tao lowered his face: "Titan Venom."

"I'm your favorite court jester—"

"Sorry, Lucius, I might need another three minutes."

Chen Tao said, "Just three minutes."

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Meanwhile, the Batcave.

The Riddler Edward Nygma was locked in a transparent cell by himself. Holding a stack of files in his hand, he sat in a corner, as if he had been forgotten by the whole world.

But soon he stood up and walked to the tempered glass of the cell.

"Jesus," he said.

"It's you, clown."

(End of this chapter)