American comics: Because I am Batman

After driving the Batmobile back to the Batcave in Wayne Manor, Wayne stepped out of the Batmobile holding his ribs. Waiting for him on the stairs was the maid Chang Feng with a concerned look on his face.

"I feel the malice of the world." Wayne, who took off his bat helmet, said before Feng could speak: "Do you know the recent rumors about Spider-Man in New York City? Give me the information about Spider-Man."

"What's wrong?" Feng tilted his head in confusion: "Did you meet that Spider-Man tonight?"

"Not really."

Even Wayne couldn't believe that the name of the little guy in the alley just now was Peter Parker.

Judging from his small appearance, it will probably be some time before he becomes Spider-Man.

So who is this Spider-Man in New York City now?

"Also, help me find out about a person named Peter Parker. Find out about his family, his relatives, and what his parents have experienced."

"Sir, are you calling my name?"

Peter Parker, who had just stabbed Wayne in the alley, timidly emerged from the Batmobile.

After listening to Wayne's words, Feng Ben nodded and prepared to go to the Batcomputer to investigate the materials. However, he was startled by the future Spider-Man who suddenly jumped out of the Batmobile.

It almost made my whole body pop out.

Wayne didn't react at all, but he still turned his back to Little Peter and put on the Bat Helmet.

Everyone in the Gotham fan club knows who Batman is, but this is New York, not Gotham. Kingpin can't even find out that Batman is Wayne, and there's no need for him to be so lazy as to reveal his identity in front of a child. .

Feng never showed her face in public. In the official records, she was marked as dead, and she was seen by Peter Parker.

Turning around, Batman's white eyes stared quietly at the little boy. The pursed lips on his stubbled chin did not express any emotion. This night hero who only existed in the legend of New York only let Peter Parker felt inexplicable fear.

However, just when Peter Parker felt that he was about to be stared at by Batman unbearably, the beautiful sister standing next to Batman, whose face was closer to the oriental aesthetic, slapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't scare that kid."

Batman shrugged. He didn't want to scare Peter Parker, he just didn't know how to face this little guy, this future Spider-Man.

Just now, when he brought back little Peter who fell asleep due to too much fright, he had been thinking about it - how on earth did Peter Parker and his family get targeted by the Hand? If it was just because he wanted to deal with himself, then why did it happen to be Peter Parker? Is this a coincidence? Or is there some unknown secret behind it?

"Peter Parker."

"I'm... Mr. Bat!"

Peter Parker was about to cry, his whole body was shaking, but he still stood upright.

Batman walked slowly towards Peter Parker. With every step he took, little Peter felt as if his heart was being hammered hard. When Batman came to him, the little guy finally couldn't bear the pressure, his legs weakened, and he was about to fall backwards.

"Bat bat bat bat Mr. Bat!"

When he fell, little Peter found that Batman had grabbed his arm, preventing him from sitting on the ground. His movements were light but powerful, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

Obviously this person wearing a bat mask is a very scary person in my opinion, and I feel scared just looking at him. But at this time, little Peter really felt safe in this bat weirdo.

"Peter, I must say sorry to you." Batman squatted down like a crab: "I couldn't save your parents, I went too late, and I don't expect you to forgive me, but I …”

Batman said, thinking about the words. He didn't know what Peter was thinking now, but he knew that he had to say something positive, at least not to let the future Spider-Man go astray.

On a larger scale, I don't want another super criminal to appear in New York in the future, but on a smaller scale...

"Mr. Bat, this is not your fault, it is the fault of those weirdos, it is..."

Little Peter couldn't go on. Although he had no memory of the moment when his parents were killed, the first thing he saw when he came back to his senses was, in addition to standing on those fainted ninjas, Batman exuding an ominous aura. Besides, those lying in a pool of blood were his parents.

At this time, he could barely maintain his composure and could still speak. He could be regarded as a young Peter with excellent psychological quality.

But that was all. Seeing little Peter gritting his teeth, clenching his fists, his shoes constantly rubbing against the ground, and cold sweat pouring out from his forehead, Batman knew that he could no longer let him recall what had just happened.

"If you can't let go and want to hate, then hate me." Batman put his finger on Peter's lips, not letting him say anything else: "Don't say too much else, I know how to let go of hatred." It is not an easy thing, and I know that it is too much to ask others to let go of their hatred when they have not experienced the same thing.

So I won't ask you to give up your hatred, but I hope that if you want to hate someone, then hate me. It's my fault that you couldn't save your parents. "

"I, I, I, I, I..." Little Peter hesitated, not knowing what to say: "I can't do this, Mr. Bat, without you, just now, just now, just now, I also..."

"But I did not save your parents, and besides me, you don't have any target to hate. Because I won't tell you who killed your parents, and I won't let you take revenge. "

Under the mask, Wayne thought: I can't let you kill yourself, right?

"You shouldn't be contaminated with these sins. You should grow up free and happy. So, before I avenge you, you should hate me."

"Mr. Bat..."

After Batman finished speaking, he stood up and turned away from Little Peter. For the current Peter Parker, he has no superpowers. Telling him that with greater power comes greater responsibility, it is of no use at all, and he cannot understand it.

What's more, after he had just experienced something like that, wouldn't it be nonsense to tell him later that he should stick to justice?

The best way now is to establish a tolerant, strong, and tall image for him. A masked vigilante who only exists in urban legends, fights evil at night, and is willing to think about this child is undoubtedly the best. choose.

This should be useful. Batman's eyes lit up when he saw little Peter just now. Although they dimmed quickly in the end, you can't expect too much.

Arranged for Feng to take little Peter to sleep in the Batcave. Wayne, who was sitting in front of the Batcomputer and looking up information by himself, tapped the table with his fingers rhythmically.

"He has already fallen asleep, Master Wayne, what are you going to do next?"

"I'll give him to George tomorrow."

Wayne looked at the information displayed by the Batcomputer about Peter Parker's family and shrugged.

"I think you can raise him."

Feng said with a smile.

"We are criminals, we have always been criminals, Feng, you can't expect a criminal to teach a good child."

Wayne shook his head and refused Feng's suggestion. During his career as Batman, he had never tried to cultivate characters like Robin, but the ending...

Now Wayne can only hope that God will not arrange an opponent named Hong for him.

"Are you scared? Master Wayne."

Wayne didn't answer.

Feng also felt that Wayne's silence was expected. She is considered to be the person who has been with Wayne for the longest time. She has also heard about Robin's deeds, but it is limited to hearing about it. She doesn't know what happened between Batman and Robin. Know.

But one thing she does know is that when Batman first debuted, he would never be as ruthless against criminals as he is now.

But when she really came into contact with Batman and fought side by side with him, she found that this Batman was completely different from what she imagined.

The justice embodied in this man wearing a bat mask is far less than the violence manifested in his heart.

Let's put it this way, in the past, the most Batman would do was to send criminals to the hospital, but now Batman will beat criminals mercilessly until they will live in a wheelchair for the rest of their lives, and even worse, will ignore their death.

She had heard about Batman a long time ago. No matter how heinous the criminal was, he would save his life without discrimination and let him accept the fair punishment of the law instead of using his own fists.

But now, not to mention how many times she had seen Wayne in the past few years of fighting with Batman. When fighting crime, he was indifferent to the accidental death of criminals, as if it didn't matter as long as he didn't kill the person himself. nothing.

Sometimes she vaguely felt that this was not Batman and that this was wrong, but she had no way to persuade this young Master Wayne who was hidden under the Bat mask.

Wayne naturally didn't know what Feng was thinking, but even if he knew, he would probably laugh it off.

Now he feels that he is the old Batman in The Dark Knight Returns, violent, angry, bloodthirsty, and almost completely out of control.

His mother's name isn't Martha, there's no Kryptonian wearing red underwear, and there's no Superman vs. Batman scene. No one can bring back Batman who has gone astray and is going further and further out of control.