Chapter 2249

After Batman and Jack came together to discuss the death knell and Gordon, someone covered up the owl court.

After hearing that there is such an organization behind Gotham, the two corners of Batman's mouth are even more drooping.

"Now that you know the concept of multiverse and parallel worlds, you should also understand that owl court is a terrorist organization that spans all the earth." Su Ming's mouth was made up of nonsense. He mixed the falsehood with the truth, and said it in a clear way: "if you want to save your own world, you'd better go to earth 0 with me to learn the experience of struggle. The claws have appeared, and it will be late if you don't act."

Batman is also worried. He's not sure the death knell is as enthusiastic as he seems.

But when Jack heard his girlfriend say that he would go to earth 0 to have a baby, he decided to follow the past, because now the turmoil has proved that his idea can't save Gotham. He wants to walk more, see more, and learn successful experiences.

Besides, if the whole earth is under the threat of the owl court, it is really good to send his wife and children to another safe earth.

Batman left an ambiguous answer, then lifted his cape, disappeared in the dark, leaving only one sentence: "I think about it, Gotham can't do without me, the bat family can leave now, go back to their own home to rest."

At the same time, he also detonated explosives mounted on the cannon, burying the super weapon completely.

"Sara, the pale knight and Dr. quezer are willing to come with us. You can welcome them to the spaceship for dinner. I'll patrol around and help director Gordon see Gotham. Maybe there's something I can do for you."

Su Ming told the captain with a smile, and in Gordon's thanks, he also disappeared in the dark.

Naturally, he didn't do good.

Batman in this universe can't go with him. There's no egg for him, so besides the owl court that doesn't exist, we have to find something for him...

......

"I'm back."

The Dark Knight stepped out of the bat car, and his boots touched the parking platform in the bat cave again. The solid touch of his feet made him feel relaxed and felt that he was going home.

Although the cave under Wayne house is always wet and cold, it is a warm home for bats.

"ALF..."

he habitually wanted to call the housekeeper, because in the past, whenever he got off the bus, the housekeeper would wait for a night snack with tea and then smile and ask him about his harvest of the day.

However, I will never see ah Fu again. He is dead.

Batman sighs deeply. He has just solved the ease of the incident and doubts about outsiders. At this time, it turns into a sigh. He feels tired.

He didn't want to think about anything, and he didn't want to do anything again. He walked to the chair in front of his brother's eye host and collapsed on it.

He's not emotionless, and he's not as determined as many people think. At least one thing he knows is that Alfred's death has inflicted an unbearable toll on him, but he can only touch and lick his wounds when no one else sees him.

There is no future for self-healing.

With barbed gloves on the outside of his forearm, he wiped his hood off his head, and his pointed ears hung over his shoulders. He took a folded paper from the bat's belt, which was a note left by the housekeeper.

He didn't mention the existence of the letter to anyone, including Barbara and Dick, and he didn't even open it himself.

Even though he knew that Ah Fu had passed away, he couldn't accept it psychologically. He always felt that as long as he didn't read this letter, everything could be saved. He imagined that Ah Fu suddenly jumped out of the dark and told him that there was a joke in the letter.

It's impossible to tell Batman with all his management wisdom, but... The people who claim to be the death knell have said before that this is hope, the ultimate human fantasy.

Everyone has the right to hope and no one can blame.

However, he has buried his head in the soil for too long. Anyway, what happened today is different from that in the past. In the face of such changes, he hopes to get some strength and comfort from Ah Fu.

The Yellow folded paper was covered with blue light from the monitor. The handwriting on it was red as blood. His fingers brushed the edge again and again, and finally he made up his mind.

It was unfolded, and the housekeeper's familiar handwriting reappeared before his eyes:

"Bruce, I know you must have waited a long time to make up your mind to read it, because you are afraid of my leaving and because you never like to say goodbye."

"There is no doubt that my death will make you lonelier than ever before. I guess you will hide in the bat hole by yourself and try to avoid communicating with those two children, while keeping everyone away from you in your heart.""You think loneliness and darkness can bring you strength, but you're wrong. Unfortunately, every time I try to convince you, it's hard."

"But I'm going to nag for the last time. Being alone won't give you strength, especially in the dark. You can rely on other people around you, except me."

"I think since you have seen the contents of the letter, you should have realized this. There are many kind people who are much younger than me. They can accompany you further. So goodbye, my child."

At the bottom of the letter is Ah Fu's signature, but there is no date, so Batman doesn't know when it was written.

The paper has turned yellow. Five years ago? Or earlier?

However, Ah Fu is right. Maybe in this situation, you can give some people some trust...

Batman stands up and carefully puts the letter paper into a sealed lead container. Then he quietly walks to the elevator. He feels that he needs a drink and a quiet drink by himself.

at the same time, the death knell is also a person drinking, maybe not a person, because he is accompanied by hanging, but the symbiont drinks a chocolate milkshake.

Bean sprouts hold a cup with two leaf shaped tentacles and suck the brown liquid inside with a straw. The crescent shaped eyes are narrowed, which seems to be in a good mood.

"On a snowmelt night, the city is full of moisture, the air smells like a little sour orange, but also with the freshness of the soil." Su Ming takes his wine bottle and the hanging toast. He looks at the darkest street before dawn and the revelers after thawing.

The heart of Gotham people is big. Not long ago, half of the people in the city were frozen into popsicles. But now it seems that everything is over. The lively gunfire comes and goes again and again everywhere in the city, that is, the firecrackers of the city.

"Hum."

Strangulation means that if you want to breathe the cold and fresh air, you should go back to Kamata Taj. The scenery of Gotham is too monotonous, only reinforced concrete and corpses with blooming heads.

"It's time to work. The carnival crowd marched on the streets. Barbara and Dick are the only ones keeping the peace, and they are all closer to the previously frozen urban areas." Su Ming stood up on the edge of the roof of the high-rise building, threw the empty wine bottle back into his pocket and moved his neck: "now let's go to the city traffic management department and get the driver's license information to see where the next target's home is."

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