Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Because I know the clown..."

Saibo flicked soot in the water cup next to him. In the dim light of midnight, under the indifferent gaze of this terrifying "two-faced man" enough to scare anyone, he organized a language and said,

"I know his mode of action. I've seen people like this. It's a dangerous act to leave you here. I didn't lie to you. He might really use you again... or Gordon."

A trace of suspicion flashed in Harvey's eyes, and Cyber ​​stopped and continued to analyze for him,

"I don’t know what you guys in the bureau think, but I look at it as an outsider. Every action against the clown is actually used by him to deal with you. This is the most terrible place for such people. It’s because they have no plans...their mind is chaotic."

Seeing Harvey didn't seem to understand very well, Cyber ​​pressed his cigarette **** in the water, and he whispered as the flames and water disappeared.

"Then I have to say another way, anarchism, have you heard of it?"

Harvey nodded. As a legal genius, he naturally heard of this extremely chaotic theory. Cyber ​​said with a smile, he snapped his fingers,

"This is a good illustration. You are designers and conspirators. Every thing has strict self-planning. Conspirators always want to control the small world around them, but he is not. I have had with him. Conversation, I know what he wants to do, he wants conspirators to see everything you try to control, how hard your efforts are...poor!"

Cyber ​​stood up, he was moving, looking at Harvey,

"He opposes all plans, he uses all plans, he is more like a chaotic believer."

Harvey closed his eyes. After a while, he chuckled, the laughter was low, like self-deprecating,

"I used to be a conspirator too. Look, what did this do to me?"

"Do you know? I have some idea of ​​the clown now."

Harvey's fingers moved **** the table, took a cigarette from the silver iron cigarette box of Cyber, and Cyber ​​lighted it for him, the smoke from Harvey's charred left half of the face The wound overflowed, and he could see that he was in pain, but he didn't stop this kind of self-killing health, and health was probably useless for him.

"He just did what he was best at. He got our plan. He used it in turn. Now to see what he has done with this city, he used a few barrels of gasoline, a few bullets, a race. Bo, do you know what I found?"

Cyber ​​said nothing. He stood there and listened quietly. He knew that Harvey, who had experienced life and death and tragedy, had some words buried in his heart. He just wanted an audience.

The burning smell and smell of cigarettes slowly escaped to the entire ward, his voice deeper and deeper in the dark,

"When things go according to plan, no one will panic, even if the plan is terrible...even if everyone knows that there will be a young man who will kill someone tomorrow, a car on the battlefield in the Middle East Soldiers will be killed by roadside bombs, and no one will panic. They will only mourn and shed tears of hypocrisy, because that was part of the plan, part of this social order, but when I said, Nes The special mayor will die, so everyone is crazy! You have also experienced that scene, right?"

Harvey coughed lightly, and under the dim light, his terrifying left half face and the still handsome right half face combined, unspeakable grief and weirdness, he looked at the dark roof, he issued Deep laughter,

"The so-called order, its existence, is actually just that we add different self-interpretations to the exact same life... like this time... Gordon will go to save Nestor because he thinks the mayor Ordinary women are more important, but when he knows that the woman who was killed is his wife, he will fall into crazy despair... He will hate himself, and even hate other people, but this is clearly his The choice made by myself, so the order itself is basically meaningless. When I think it is reasonable, it is everything. Now I think it is unreasonable, it is not even fart!"

Harvey's two very different eyes turned to Cyber. He put the cigarette **** in his hand on the glass next to him and asked softly.

"Saibo, do you think I'm crazy?"

Cyber ​​shook his head. He held a black straight blade in his hands. He looked at Harvey and whispered,

"The superficial existence of human civilization seems to be very rigorous, but from the inner analysis, you will find that it is actually crazy. I have spent a long time studying these. You know, Harvey, life is full of chance, life lacks gravity, and existence does not exist. Value, in the face of this inescapable fact, you have to know that after a nightmarish day, one out of every eight in the crowd will necessarily collapse, and then go crazy...but who can blame them? "

"Living in such a harsh, illogical world, what can they do other than go crazy?"

Cyber ​​held out his hand and held Harvey's two very different hands, one normal and one blackened flesh, he said,

"When you find yourself tied to the train of thought, galloping all the way towards the past that you can't bear, don't forget, you have the last way to go, that is... crazy, crazy like a fan The escape door allows you to escape and keep those horror stories that happen to you in your heart and lock them forever."

A calm smile appeared on Cyber's face, and said softly like a dream,

"As long as you are crazy enough, there is nothing to care about... the clown always says that I am a class with him, he is wrong, he has been crazy, and I know when to go crazy... Harvey, we It’s a class of people."

"Do you know the nature of the chaos that the clown admires?"

"Ok?"

"It's fair... like two sides of the coin, we always have to make choices, either positive or negative, so if you can't decide, why not let chaos help you make the decision, if you decide fast enough , We can catch up with the execution of those "traitors" tonight...I think you want to do this, right?"

"..."

"I really like your proposal, let us hurry up, please give me a coin, thank you."

At the same time, on the third floor of the basement of the Wayne Building, Lucius walked into it in a hurry. For a person who has reached the age of the elderly, he has to get up from the bed after midnight to deal with business, which is definitely a An unbearable torture.

But there was no way. Bruce called in person. He had to come. Lucius felt keenly that Bruce seemed to have something to tell him.

And the moment he walked through the four security procedures and walked into the basement, the moment he pushed the door open, Lucius was really stunned.

In front of his eyes, the 200 screens shone with completely different blue light. It was a ring-shaped operating table with hundreds of completely different buttons, dozens of keyboards, and the special gloss that shone on the screen. All this cast a special halo on the basement.

As a leading scientist and engineer, Lucius subconsciously put on his glasses. He stepped forward a few steps, just pressed those buttons, and he immediately understood what the device in front of him was for.

He took a breath.

"Link all mobile phones in the same frequency band in the city, use these ubiquitous communication devices to send out weak ultrasonic waves to draw a dynamic image of the entire city, this is... sonar, detect all secret sonar, there is nothing I hid it."

He murmured, "This is the secret device you let the communications department develop? This is wrong, Bruce... This kind of power, this ability, this shouldn't appear."

Lucius shouted loudly that there was undisguised anger on his face, "Bruce, you stand up for me! My "city sonar" system is not for you to monitor the city, you don't have this power. do!"

"Yes, I didn't..."

The black figure came out of the darkness next to him. Batman was holding a USB flash drive in his hand. He put this thing in front of Lucius,

"So the only authority in this information collection system, I will give it to you..."

A trace of sincerity flashed in his eyes below the face value, "Help me, Lucius, only you can fully use this system in a short time, you see the situation in this city, I The clown’s trouble must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise... there will only be more and more victims like Gordon."

"I've had enough, I don't want to see anyone die because of the crazy action of the clown..."

"help me!"

Lucius gritted his teeth. As a scientist, he insisted on himself. He looked back at the system and he sighed with relief.

"Once this system is turned on, if it is found that we are monitoring the city, Wayne Industries is over!"

He looked at Bruce and reached for the security key. "Only once, otherwise you will receive my resignation report."

"Thank you, Lucius."

Bruce watched the old man insert the security key into the socket of the system, a stubborn and firm flash in his eyes,

"This time, let you escape from nothing!"

Just like the real ultrasonic waves used by bats to explore the way, after the instrument is turned on, all the actions of Gotham will fall into Bruce's eyes, even if they are like clowns hiding in Gotham like mice. Then hide your actions.

After 15 minutes, Lucius moved the mouse and whispered,

"Found it! The westernmost part of Gotham Wharf, the abandoned Arhan shipyard... he is there, wait... he is not there! He ran away, it seems to be a shootout...someone is hunting them.

Bruce froze,

"It's Cyber, right?"

Lucius magnified the image of the person drawn by the ultrasound. Under the blue light curtain, the shootout was almost perfect. The clown escaped in the first moment, and then the people on his side were cut down one by one. It was a man wielding a cold weapon, but what was even more surprising was that there was another person, standing behind Cyber, armed with an automatic weapon.

Two people!

"boom"

As Lucius continued to increase the ultrasonic frequency and tried to simulate the face of the character, the blue light and shadow on the screen was completely distorted at this moment, and then instantly returned to calm.

"what happened?"

Bruce asked, Lucius shook his head,

"The signal is lost. According to the frequency of the outbreak just now, something should have exploded."

Before the time returned to 15 minutes, the black SUV was quietly driving on the avenue of the quayside. The Saber wearing the armor drove the car, and there was soothing music in the car. A black big bag was placed on the co-pilot. Filled with all kinds of weapons.

With two people sitting in the back seat, Harvey was secretly back from the hospital. He was still weak. He had no other symptoms except burns, and the injury looked terrible. In fact, only part of the skin was removed. 3 There is enough time in the day for the wound to scab, except that it will be very painful, but in fact it does not matter.

He changed his clothes, the suit he wore on the day he was kidnapped, like the face of his double-faced man, the right side of the clothes was intact, and the left side was burned in awkwardness, he leaned on the back seat, one hand Holding a pistol, the other hand is playing with a coin.

It seems to be closing his eyes and raising his mind.

Beside him, there was an old man in pajamas trembling, the old subordinate of Mayor Nestor, who sent Harvey home that day.

"It's a pity that Sergeant Ramirez, the biggest inner ghost, ran away..."

Cyber ​​snorted and looked at the quiet Gotham Waihai scenery outside the window. He felt the wind outside the window. "It's nice, how comfortable this wind is. Tonight is really a good weather for murder." ."