Meiman: Start to become a god, I choose science and magic double cultivation

"Bruce, what's wrong with you? What are you doing? "

"Who are you? What do I have to do with you? "

Clark meant well, but Bruce was completely unappreciative, and he picked up a bottle on the ground and blew it to his mouth.

But the bottle was empty, and Bruce poured half a day without a drop of wine, changed hands and threw it off.

"Wine! Aph, where is my wine! "

"Are you sure he's the one we're looking for?"

"I'm pretty sure Diana, don't look at him as a drunk now, he's a smart man when he's sober."

But Dane soon felt that something was wrong, looking at the way Bruce looked, he wasn't like this for a day or two.

I haven't gone out for so long, so what kind of mess does Gotham have?

"The city feels bad to me, gloomy and damp."

Diana pinpointed out the characteristics of Gotham very precisely.

"Don't underestimate this place, the villains who come out of here are not necessarily strong, but they basically have two unique skills."

"Some people can even get a nuclear warhead, and if Batman hadn't dealt with it in time, there would have been a great fireworks show here."

"But when we first came over, it was clear that it was calm and nothing happened."

"That's why I'm more worried that in a place like Gotham, calm is more terrible than chaos."

"Because you don't know what lies beneath the surface of calm."

"It seems that you know Gotham well."

This sentence was said by Bruce, who seemed to be completely drunk, and no one expected him to be sober.

"When did you wake up?"

Clark looked at him dumbfounded, feeling like a fool.

"From the time you entered this house."

Bruce roughly pushed Clark's hand away and simply brushed his hair.

Dane thought thoughtfully: "How much surveillance do you put in this house?" "

Bruce said coldly: "Everywhere you can see, okay, now it's time for me to ask, who are you?" "

"We are the Justice League!"

Clark said proudly.

Bruce nodded, not knowing if he listened, and then he asked

"How did you find out who I really am?"

"Oh, this ah, in fact, many people in Gotham know your true identity."

Dane said, Bruce's face shook, and he continued to mend the knife:

"Look, Batman's props, high-tech equipment and everything costs money."

"He comes out every night to show that he has enough free time."

"With money and leisure, plus Bruce Wayne just returned to Gotham, Batman began to appear, and most crucially..."

Dane looked at him with a strange expression:

"Do you think that by covering the upper half of your face, no one will recognize your chin?" Your beauty ditch is obvious. "

The beauty groove is commonly known as the butt chin, which is a very obvious groove on the chin.

Bruce's ditch can be quite deep, and the personal identity is very heavy.

In fact, the villains in Gotham who did not discover Batman's true identity are more because they are not familiar with Bruce Wayne, otherwise they would definitely recognize it at a glance.

At this time, after listening to Dane's analysis, Bruce's face had completely darkened, and the iceberg face almost didn't tighten.

He could only barely hold his respect, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do when you come here?" "

"You have phlegm in your throat? Why do you talk like that? "

Now Bruce is really strained, who are you, you, old reveal people short is very impolite you know?

"I didn't!"

"Hey, it's right to talk like this, it's all my own people, what are you pretending."

Bruce turned his head and didn't want to talk to Dane anymore.

Diana and Clark snickered at the same time, feeling that Dane was also devastated.

Only then did Dane get serious: "We came to invite you to join the Justice League." "

"Justice League? What kind of third-rate Scout organization is this? "

Bruce scoffed, dismissive.

Dane rolled his eyes and nodded thoughtfully:

"You're right, all three of us are 'Boy Scouts.'"

"But no matter what, I won't catch and release criminals like villains who have played a family game, and let them go, and the cycle continues..."

Bruce looked at Dane with red eyes: "You know what! What qualifications do you have to say that! "

Dane lightly said several names: "Rachel, Barbara, Jason..."

Every time he said a name, Bruce's momentum languished.

The shrewdness and strong work that was pretended to be quickly dissipated, and it became the look of drunken dreams and death.

"I appreciate that you can stick to the 'don't kill' principle, but the way it's executed is too extreme."

Dane spoke mercilessly.

"You obviously know very well that some criminals are simply incurable, and procedural justice cannot sentence them to death, which is why Gotham is so chaotic."

"The city itself lacks the determination to punish evil, which is why it needs you, Batman, to help it exercise this necessary 'justice'."

Isn't the execution of the death penalty for murderous maniacs a necessary "justice"?

This remark made Clark frown, he preferred Batman's "do not kill" principle.

But his reasons are different from Batman's, Clark is by nature and does not like to kill.

Diana on the side agreed with Dane's words.

For her, physically and completely destroying the enemy is the simplest and most effective means, if necessary.

Legitimate violence is always needed, and it is precisely because ordinary people cannot do it that they hope that "heroes" can help them do it.

Help them to carry out the simple justice in their hearts.

"No, we can't do that..."

Bruce muttered:

"We must have a bottom line, in case we become the same people as criminals, if even we are out of control, who else can stop us, justice stained with blood, what kind of justice?"

"We have no right to take someone's life, even if he is a criminal..."

Dane approached him and whispered

"Bruce, have you ever thought that from the first day you put on your bat suit to fight criminals, you are already a criminal!"

"Does the law give you the power to arrest them? Did you abuse lynching? "

"You hide in the bat cave every day, using monitors to spy on the privacy of the city, and who gave you such power?"

He snapped, "You dragged Barbara, Dick and Jason these good kids into the water, did you protect them?" "

"Nope! You let maniacs like the clown torture them and kill them. "

"It's all your fault!"

Bruce's eyes were dull and seemed to be deaf.

Dane stood up and looked at him condescendingly:

"You shouldn't be like this, it's because the official power can't sanction such crazy criminals as the Joker, the Riddler, the scarecrow, you decided to come forward, didn't you?"

"Since you've already done this, since you've become Gotham's 'Dark Knight', why not do it a little more thoroughly?"

"Remember what I just said? Gotham has been a little too calm lately. "

Dane's words seemed to wake him up, and Bruce jerked his head up and glared at him deadly: "What do you mean by this?" "

"Don't look at me like that, as if I have some bad intentions."

"I ask you, with what you know about your 'old friends', is it normal for this time to be so quiet?"

As soon as Dane's words fell, as if an appointment had been made, Bruce's watch sounded an alarm.

This was sent by a supercomputer in the Batcave.

Usually when this thing rings, it means that someone is making some big news in Gotham again.

Bruce ignored the three and walked straight to his room.

Dane didn't be polite with him either, taking Clark and Diana to catch up.

Bruce saw them follow and still ignored them.

He pressed a wall in the room, palm prints recognized, the secret room opened, and inside was a lift.

Dane boarded up familiarly, and Clark and Diana looked at each other, curious to follow.

Bruce still didn't respond, and the elevator led four people deep underground, finally stopping in a dark cave.

As soon as Bruce stepped onto the platform, lights lit up around him, and the dark cave was illuminated.

This is the Batcave, Batman's secret base.

Clark and Diana looked curiously at the furnishings and buildings around them, especially those that were significantly more technologically advanced than those on the market.

Bruce sat down in a seat in the main control room, turned on the computer, and a blocked news was hit on the big screen.

It shows a bust of a man wearing a hood, a mask like a rag sack on his face, and something like a respiratory mask on his mouth.

He is a scarecrow.

This is a live broadcast from five minutes ago, and in the lower left corner of the live broadcast screen, there is a small screen showing a massacre that happened in a restaurant.

On the small screen, a police officer shoots and kills the surrounding citizens like crazy.

And the townspeople are killing each other, as if they are dominated by some kind of hallucination.

I saw the scarecrow saying on the big screen:

"This demonstration only used five ounces of my new poison gas, and tomorrow, this demonstration will only look like a child's trick."

"Residents of Gotham, you will only get this one-time warning..."

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