American manga: Batman after graduating from the madhouse

Click!The mayor slammed his fist on the table.

"What's going on? The late billionaire's son murders the Joker? Why are all the dailies in Gotham reporting on this? Why are there people protesting?"

Gordon frowned, "GCPD (Gotham Police Department) suddenly received a tip that someone found traces of Jason Todd, the adopted son of billionaire Bruce Wayne, on the rooftop of an abandoned chemical plant in Gotham. I hope we can Organize a rescue.

And... Batman seems to have gotten the same message. The meaning of this design is too heavy. "

"No matter what, Jason Todd's murder is irrefutable."

The mayor said helplessly, "Those lower-class people are all going crazy, completely ignoring the crimes committed by the clown not long ago.

They were all shouting: This is a crime of capital, another murder of the people by capital...The mental illness turned into a saint in their mouths...They demanded that capital pay the price for the crime of murdering the clown..."

Gordon looked at the mayor in silence, and the mayor rubbed his hands uncomfortably, "I know Jason is the victim, and that poor guy has been tortured for more than a year...

But... the above means that class antagonism cannot be created... Gotham's social conflicts must not break out now.

So, you know, people always have to pay the price for their impulses..." Gordon sighed, turned around and walked out of the mayor's office.

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In Wayne Manor, "Sir, they want Master Jason to be sentenced for murder."

"I know." Bruce looked out the window at the night sky in silence.

"Afu, when I thought I had returned from school, I took to the streets alone for the first time and launched an operation to fight crime, but it ended miserably."

Bruce was in a daze, "The young prostitute I wanted to save instead helped the pimp to attack me. The police who collected the protection fee also shot and wounded me. I was almost on the verge of death."

Ah Fu was silent.

“In this city of crime, bureaucrats are friends of gangsters, police are accomplices of criminals, and the law is nothing more than a piece of paper…

Some people have manipulated this public opinion, and some have taken advantage of the people at the bottom. Among them are clown fanatics, but also conspirators, poor citizens and real fools.Some people want to cause another riot and cause chaos. "

"I'm always going to be old, but Gotham needs Batman.

So I adopted Jason, he was my hope and I loved him. "

Bruce closed his eyes in pain, "But I'm not a good father...I don't know how to express it...

I only knew how to train him to be Batman; but I didn’t want him to get hurt, so I was deliberately harsh on him, and he almost didn’t enjoy it, Ah Fu. "

"Yes, sir, I know everything..." Afu gently patted Bruce on the shoulder.

"Night after night in Batman's career, Bruce Wayne's self-awareness becomes more and more indifferent, and his life becomes more and more false. Batman seems to have become everything to me, and Bruce has become a mask... Jason's appearance changes It anchors me like an anchor."

Bruce made an exception and took a swig of wine. "But I can't fucking save him, it would destroy Gotham and allow the Joker to succeed."

Bruce is in immense pain, and as Batman, his fists can knock down any enemy.

But this time the opponent is not any super criminal he has faced, nor is it a terrorist attack or alien invasion...

Those who stand high in the clouds to judge Jason are the citizens he protects, the wealthy class like him, and the city of Gotham itself...

Yes, the clown, a terrorist, a serial killer, and a crazed mental patient, now seems to have become a symbol of the democratic spirit, an innocent person who fell under the butcher knife of the capitalists, and a representative of the citizens.

People held high the banner of the Joker and demanded Jason be punished. This ridiculous scene happened so harmoniously in Gotham.

"I will ask the best lawyer to defend him." Bruce drank it all. At this moment, he was no longer the omnipotent Batman, but just a lonely and powerless father.

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"So, I will be sentenced?"

Su Yu, wearing prison uniform and handcuffs, asked calmly in the temporary prison of Gotham Police Station.

"Yes, Master Jason... But I have already fought hard for you. If you insist that it was the Joker's abuse that caused your insanity, there is a high probability that you will just end up in Arkham Asylum."

"Stay? How long?" Su Yu moved his neck, "Um...until he recovers..." The bald lawyer wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered cautiously.

"Recover?" Su Yu smiled sarcastically, "What is the standard? What is the basis? If I wait until some people think I have recovered before I can come out, then I'm afraid I will never come out, right?"

"Master Jason... this is really a big deal. Countless people watched you shoot the clown, and your identity happens to be quite sensitive..."

"I understand, thank you for your help, Mr. Connor." Su Yu interrupted him and politely asked him to leave.

Outside the prison, a group of heavily armed men quickly arrived. "Are you so impatient?" Su Yu looked at them quietly.

The team of armed personnel was very vigilant. When the two team members came forward to escort Su Yu, several of them pointed their guns at Su Yu's head, and even several red dots appeared on Su Yu's body.

"Attention, the prisoner has the ability to kill the clown and is assessed as insane and extremely dangerous! Shooting is allowed if necessary." Someone gave the order over the intercom without hesitation.

The corners of Su Yu's mouth began to curve. How ironic, he thought to himself.

On the way to Arkham Asylum, Su Yu sat in a police car and silently watched the protesters marching on the street. They even wore masks of the clown, the lunatic who tortured him, and held up slogans and shouted loudly. Slogans, clowns are so innocent in their mouths...

“Is this the city I’m fighting for, is this the people I’m protecting?”

"How can this city change? Who will change it? Are they the self-proclaimed righteous protesters who shout slogans, destroy this city, and turn it into a devastated city?"

Su Yu thought in a daze... They were just entertaining themselves with a violent carnival, and they couldn't change anything.

These citizens he once fought for and was determined to protect, this city instead sent him to a lunatic asylum. Thinking of this, the curve of Su Yu's mouth became wider and wider, "Hahaha...hahahaha..." He laughed. , the armed men guarding him on the left and right raised their guns vigilantly, "Why are you laughing?"

Su Yu tried hard to move his cuffed hands, "No...nothing...hahahaha, I just remembered a joke...hahahaha." He smiled so happily. In more than 20 years of life, he had never laughed. So happy.

A police armored vehicle drove to the door of Arkham Asylum. After it stopped, several armed officers present pointed their rifles at the door.

The person in the driver's seat jumped out of the car and trotted to open the key to the rear cabin.

He opened the door, raised his gun, and took a few steps back.Then, four escorts armed to the teeth filed out of the compartment behind the armored vehicle. There were two soldiers inside, one with each hand, grabbing Su Yu's arm and leading him out of the armored vehicle.

"Mr. Dean, many high-level people may trouble you for this prisoner in the future. Mr. Wayne also hopes that you can take more care of him inside."

A man in a suit shook hands with a man in a white coat and said kindly. "Of course." The dean said with a smile, "I will take good care of him." He said this, but there was an unknown light in his eyes.

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In the afternoon of that day, Su Yu was put into a straitjacket only used in mental hospitals. The sleeves of his hands were connected together behind his back and fixed with belts at several joints.

He wore an iron hood on his head, and the entire head was tightly wrapped. Only a mesh vent was left in front of the mouth. His eyes would definitely be unable to see, and his hearing and sense of smell would probably be affected as well. , in the former lunatic asylum, only clowns had this kind of treatment. Ironically, Su Yu also enjoyed it now.

The dean walked to Su Yu and lowered his voice: "I know who you are and what you have done. But here, I am God!"

Su Yu didn't speak, but from the only opening in the iron mask, you could see that he was grinning evilly.