Dressed as a night owl, I choose to quit [DC]

"Wait? You don't even think about it?" The clown's expression cracked.

In this situation, do you expect me to say anything good?

"impossible."

I repeat, looking at Richard.His mouth wasn't gagged, but he just looked at me quietly.He is no longer the child who would cry because of the death of his parents.I said to the clown, "Change the terms."

"Only this." The clown was also firm, "Do you know what you are doing now?"

His expression is so serious, I kind of want to laugh.In fact, it's not surprising that the Joker can guess what I'm going to do. After all, he has seen Batman, and then he can somewhat understand how difficult it is to define 'normal'.

The Joker I have here is not the same as Batman, who thinks me in a good direction.It's not because of all kinds of strange reasons of close blood relationship, Batman doesn't have the halo of the Holy Father, and I don't have that special buff that can see thousands of years... It's just that it takes time to adapt to our way of thinking.

"Of course." I smiled at him. "Looks like you've heard about the Anti-Monitor. What do you think I'm going to do?"

Like Batman before, the Joker also choked up, and remained silent for a long time before saying, "The devil in the bottle."

Richard next to him didn't understand: "What?"

"The fisherman, the bottle and the devil! Hell, didn't night owl tell you this story? There was a fisherman who picked up the bottle and let out the devil inside, but the devil tried to kill him, and the fisherman asked 'why'...why? Why! Because that's who we are! All of us in this world!"

The clown kicks again, this time on Richard's stool leg.The young man fell backwards uncontrollably, and he was sitting on the edge of the roof, behind him was the bright abyss——

At the critical moment, the clown quickly reached out and hooked the back of the chair.The reclining chair is tilted at 45 degrees, and only two hind legs are in contact with the ground, half suspended in the air.

Then he hunched over, turning his head to look at me like a clown in a circus facing the audience during a wonderful performance.

I reacted in time, but I didn't move.

If you've been on the verge of life and death too many times, you'll develop a strange calm -- or numbness -- in a pinch.I have no emotional ups and downs, and my breathing is not disturbed. I stand still and listen to the distant wind whizzing past my ears, the gurgling water flowing in the plastic pipes, and the residents on the top floor play Bach’s Cello Suite No. [-] at the highest volume. The sarabande number two, the slow, low and melodious music wrapped around me like a ribbon with a crumbling wooden barrel at the end of which contained the entire universe before my eyes.

The clown said again: "Give me the quantum bomb in your hand."

Crunch, crunch.

The tail of the chair rubbed against the ground.

I lowered my voice, looked into Richard's blue eyes, and repeated a third time, "No way. I need them."

I need to……

"Yeah, I'm sorry! I thought you cared a little bit about the kid. Just after you killed your brother with your own hands, you brought the dead Richard Grayson into your home, didn't it because of you Need such a 'brother'?"

"..."

"What?!" Before I could speak, Richard, half of his butt hanging in the air, raised his head vigorously and asked us in shock, "Who killed who?"

I ignored him, and so did the clown.

The clown put his arm on the chair, looked at me and said, "You've spent years watching the Grayson Circus, and you know everything about John and Mary Grayson, and you know they were greedy and stupid, and eventually died of Such greed and stupidity, you let them die in front of you, two corpses in a coffin, you take their child and take him to their grave every year and send flowers to say a few eulogies for the past , God!" He spoke faster and faster, "You have done so much for this kid, I thought you were starting to like him a little bit!"

I couldn't help but take a half-step forward as he said his last words, and a bullet grazed Richard's cheek and crashed to the ground, and another landed within an inch of my toe.

"And now!" The clown ignored the bullets and me, and roared almost hoarsely, "You don't even want to pity the universe for him!"

"It's too late to beg me now." I said blankly, "As long as a person has not died, he is living towards death. After the arrival of the Anti-Monitor, your struggle is meaningless. You and your companions are going to die. Walk on that bridge across the abyss, and when the bridge breaks and you fall down, you will realize that the abyss is life itself."

"So you shoot yourself?! You hate yourself more than this world, but you..."

"You know what?" Richard interrupted us suddenly, "I still don't understand what the hell you two are playing. Who is the Anti-Monitor? What is Thomas trying to do? Who did he kill? Who was the fisherman? Who The devil? What does this have to do with you, the clown, and a group of Gotham criminals summoned by you?"

I don't know where he learned to swear, no one in the family swears.But it's not that children at this age can't understand it. It has nothing to do with family education, growth environment, or their own personality. It's just at this age.

He is not yet of age.

immature.not calm.Irrational.But smart and sharp enough.

"Actually, the facts don't matter." The black-haired, blue-eyed boy smiled slyly at the two of us adults, "The important thing is that I am the one who has the ability to decide the outcome."

"Do not……"

As soon as my words came out of my throat, Richard's lower body reversed and he broke free from the clown's hand holding the armchair.

The Joker let out a sharp curse, and bent down to pull the armchair back, but it was too late.I knew it was too late, so I still didn't move.I'm familiar with what the drop velocity is like with air resistance for a similar contact area.I understand how life is lost in the eyes of the fallen in the process.I stared into the desperate eyes of those people, just like I am looking at my only family member at this moment.He still had a smile on his face, like a bird flying freely in the sky with its wings open, and I even felt that at this moment his heart was filled with the contented joy of the curtain call of a grand performance.

Last time Richard was thrown off the roof by my own hands.

I knew then that Alfred would catch him.

And after today, Alfred may ask me: "Where were you then?"

"Where were you when Master Richard died?"

After several years, I know that the world will not be changed.

I thought I hated it, but in fact I'm not as good as it.

Because I will change.

I don't know how many seconds passed, or minutes, or hours.I didn't move, and neither did the clown.We are stiffer than the two standing sculptures.The ribbon of the sarabande still whirls around me, and the cask from which it hangs is empty with nothing in it.

Then--

Under the blue sky, a smear of fiery bright red floated up suddenly, and suddenly rose into the sky.It took me a while to figure out what was going on, when I heard Bruce say not far behind me, "Superman got him."

superman.

Justice League.

When I realized why Batman appeared here, I realized that he called Zhenglian.I didn't feel surprised or pleasantly surprised. When I looked up, I saw Supermaster and Superqueen rushing to land beside me, followed by other members of the alliance. No matter what our actual relationship is, at least for now, Syndicate is my ally.

Richard is half in Superman's arms, and he will live, no matter where.

This is the opening.This is the endgame.

I said to the Justice League: "This is war."

——My war against everyone.

**

Interestingly, when it becomes clear to me that anyone in front of me is my enemy, they all tend to be a little dull.

The current situation is this:

After the arrival of the Justice League, Deathstroke and Deadshot are no longer threatening, but as the clown said, as long as I don't give up the right to use the quantum bomb, Gotham's famous wanted criminals will definitely unite against me.

The Syndicate is at war with the Justice League because the Justice League has invaded our turf without saying hello -- they're here because of Batman, and Batman is here because of me.But I don't think I can be blamed for this, it can only be said that the situation changes rapidly and you never know what will happen tomorrow.

And the reason why this battle didn't end immediately is because Chaoba and the others don't know what I want to do yet.Soon the clown and Luthor will announce the news that 'Night Owl plans to use the quantum bomb to blow up everyone including the anti-monitor and himself', and then I will be in a situation where there are enemies on all sides Passive situation.

That being said, the Syndicate doesn't necessarily trust the Joker.

Especially when Carl was asking us 'who moved his kryptonite'.

Others argue that no one but Kryptonians can eat rocks, so it must be Justice League Superman ripping off the wrapper out of jealousy and leaving the candy inside to dry so that those who can eat can't No one can eat what they eat.

I found Superqueen who was watching in between their fights, and I said to her, "I have a plan."

Louise lifted the hair beside her ears, and looked over with a smile: "Tell me, dear?"

"I know you want to cooperate with Lex. You think he is the only one who has the hope of defeating the Anti-Monitor." I made a long story short, "It's just that he may not be safe enough as a backup."

"so what?"

"I want you to be my ally, just the two of us."

I stood next to her against the wall and said softly, both of us were looking at our noisy colleagues in the distance while talking.

Chaoba has hoarded a lot of kryptonite for the decisive battle with the Anti-Monitor. In the past two days, he has cultivated a lot of self-cultivation to save energy, and will not waste his superpower on eavesdropping on the conversation between Louise and me—after all, we used to always Hide in the corner and say something.

"You're embarrassing me, Thomas." Super Queen said in an intimate tone, but her words were cold. "You know, you are useless in the confrontation with the Anti-Monitor."

"This is what I want to say. I can neither pull the Anti-Monitor to die together, nor can I, as a superpower, become the nourishment for Luthor's ability to 'get the power of the slain after killing'."

I didn't care about what she said, and just continued, "But have you ever thought about it, what if we fail? If there are only a few people left in the Syndicate, what are you going to use to dominate the parallel universe and enjoy our current life?" The power and status? Alexander Luthor? No matter how strong he is, he is only one person."

Louise laughed muffledly: "As expected of you, Ye Xiao, you can always find a way out for yourself."

I calmly said: "As an ordinary person, it is not easy for me to survive. It is always a little more than you think."

"Don't make such jokes in front of me." Louise leaned on the wall behind me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I'm about to be moved, honey, but why should I promise you instead of ..." She touched my fingertips with the yield lasso hanging from her waist, "Use it to hold us together, and then you will tell me everything, including the code to use the quantum bomb."

"Didn't you try it?" I grabbed her hand, wrapped my other arm around her waist like a ballroom dance, kissed her cheek and whispered, "Before I kneel to you, just Can take all of us to meet Satan."

Super Queen blinked her eyes: "You're right, I almost forgot... Amazing, Ye Xiao. I agreed, now tell me about your plan."

"I will be responsible for threatening the main universe, if they don't obey, Boom-the problem is, the claws are in their hands."

"Hmm, your little follower?"

"Yeah," I said, "so unfortunately the Justice League will know I have a bomb that could threaten them. They're working with the Joker—"

"The guy in your city who never tires of giving you trouble? I thought you kept him for fun."

"It's him. Rats can cause trouble for cats sometimes. They'll turn around and try to wring out the code for the bomb from me."

"That's something I can't guarantee that I can do it." The Super Queen said to herself, "What will they do?" Her eyes wandered between me and Syndicate, and she suddenly asked, "To sow discord? "

I didn't say yes or no:

"Just watch, there are always signs before the storm."

Super Queen was about to say something, but she stopped suddenly.

Speedmaster flew towards us from a distance, looking at Louise and me, focusing on our current posture: "What are you doing!"

The author has something to say:

Ulla, yes update!Let me see who else stays up all night!Originally, I wanted to write that Xiao always thought that Richard was dead, but halfway through the writing, I decided to treat him better (.)

Note 1: As long as a person has not died, he is living in the direction of death.From Martin Heidegger.

Note 2: The passage between the abyss and the bridge is adapted from Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina", the original text is: "He feels like a person who is walking peacefully on a bridge across the abyss, and suddenly I found that the bridge was broken, and there was an abyss below. The abyss was life itself, and the bridge was Karenin's unreal life."

感谢在2022-01-0402:56:22~2022-01-0703:05:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 maiori;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 maiori; Mr. Mo, Que, Banrong Jun who did not want to be named, and 1 who defeated our big devil;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：嵐貓71瓶；琢砚、苹果块、羅傑愛兒20瓶；……、安·Aine、Molpus、玄九歌、爻易玄10瓶；沐花醉人7瓶；寻6瓶；逆、248154075瓶；球球、半戎君4瓶；今天的风儿有些喧嚣2瓶；燕去初心、Leah、愁予1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!