The Death Knell

Jason is a very awkward person. Su Ming has long known that he is probably a tsundere?

Even though there were plenty of materials to choose from in the house, he still refused to let Deathstroke help him make dentures.

For this reason, he also said that he likes to eat with his gums, and he showed everyone the skill of grinding beef with his gums on the spot.

How should I put it? He couldn't chew it thoroughly. Almost the entire beef fillet slipped into his throat. The spicy red oil soup on it made his face even more bitter and he kept coughing.

I didn’t expect that he would be duplicitous about even such a trivial matter, isn’t it just a pair of dentures? Jason seems to be very bad at accepting kindness from others, but this is normal, the Bat family is like this, they will only think that your friendly behavior is up to something.

"Okay, if you don't want it, don't want it. Don't look like you're about to cry." Su Ming threw away a handful of teeth in his hand. These were the good teeth carefully selected from many corpses by strangulation. Every time The eyes are all white and bright: "Then come on and eat. I'll check the information on the Internet for a while, and then we'll set off."

"Uh-huh!" Jason wiped away the tears caused by coughing, tried his best to eat something like tofu, and said nothing.

Diana originally wanted to ask him why he killed so many innocent citizens, but after learning about Jason's amnesia in a state of madness, she simply didn't need to ask.

However, Harley saw what she was thinking and answered with a smile:

"Actually, Xiao Dai, the reason why crazy Jason killed these people is most likely because these people looked at him."

To put it bluntly, the answer is that simple. Because once they looked at each other, the crazy Jason saw his own reflection in the other person's eyes, which caused him to doubt who he really was. This kind of doubt would turn into nothing when there is no answer. People often choose to vent their anger through violence.

Isn't there often news on the Internet about someone who was angry at work at work, but he had no choice but to go home and beat his wife and children?

There are also slightly better ones, like some protagonists seen in movies. After washing their faces in the bathroom, they look in the mirror and suddenly think of something. Then the more they think about it, the more regretful and angry they become, and then they punch the mirror. A dry scene.

Then there is a close-up shot of the blood and water in the washbasin. The dark drain outlet is like a whirlpool. Then the shot goes dark. Isn’t this a profound inner drama?

Closer to home, the attribution method in psychology is originally a rule of human action summarized from life, so you can always find corresponding cases in reality and destroy things or people related to you. This is a kind of emotional transfer. Of course it is also a type of psychological disorder.

Harley has seen many cases like this, so when she took out the mirror just now, she discovered that Jason had a similar phenomenon.

If Diana hadn't been pressing him tightly, her compact powder box would have been shattered. Fortunately, this strong mental stimulation therapy still worked, and Jason got through that 'rejection' ' After the stage, he entered the stage of 'reshaping cognition' and finally remembered his true identity.

"I understand. There is a legend about the Narcissus God spread on Paradise Island. Some people will fall in love with their own reflection in the water, and then some people will hate themselves in the water." Diana took a breath and took the ice cream that Deathstroke gave her. After licking it a few times and having the answers to her questions, she felt at ease.

"That's pretty much it. You are often distorted in the eyes of others." Harley pointed to her eyes, she smiled and blew a bubble: "But it's okay, Jason, didn't you just kill the seventy or eighty person?" , It’s drizzling. In the past, the number of people dying every night in Gotham was ten times more than this.”

"Gotham. By the way, Gotham!" Jason sucked the half-eaten bean sprouts into his mouth. His eyes were surprisingly bright on his pale face: "Friends, I thought of one thing. I don't know your computer." How about the level, but in the Batcave in Gotham, we have an AI host that can be used, and it is definitely more convenient to use it for investigation."

That thing was used by Batman before. After Batman died, the Batcave must have become a key area for Perpetua to guard, so Jason never dared to go. Later, after the death of the Mother of Diversity, he even wanted to fight with Perpetua. The Joker prepared to deal with Laughter, resulting in no chance to go back.

But now that I think about it, it’s not too late. If that supercomputer hadn’t been shut down for decades, it might indeed know a lot of information.

"Aha! You mean brotherly eyes? You are so smart, little Jason." Harley also remembered it. She poked Deathstroke's arm with her finger: "My dear, stop playing with this human terminal. We have Jason." If so, he has the authority to use that big guy."

The brother's eye has a password. It is not yet known whether it is 'Martha', but if Jason is here, he must have inherited the bat authority.

"That's a good idea." Su Ming looked at Jason with admiration, and put half a pack of crab sticks into his hot pot: "It seems that saving you is a valuable act, so I'll make a happy decision. Well, let’s go to Wayne Mansion next.”

Without the adjutant's teleportation, Su Ming still had the magic floating cloak. Of course, flying at high speed in this "full open-top" environment still made Jason, who was experiencing it for the first time, almost have a heart attack.

New York and Gotham are both on the east coast of North America, but there are still hundreds of kilometers between them. This unfamiliar death knell just used magic to lift everyone up with his cloak, without even saying hello, in the blink of an eye. We flew over the Wayne Mansion, which was too exciting for an old man.

Jason's long green hair was sticking back like the tail of a comet. His face kept a look of horror, and his steps were floating when he stepped off the flying carpet.

"Gotham, how did it become like this?"

As soon as they landed, Harley held Deathstroke's hand a little sadly, because before everyone landed, she saw the southern city from a high position.

I originally thought that Gotham would be like New York, extremely prosperous, with feasting, fast cars, and everyone laughing.

But what she saw was a dark ruin, a large number of abandoned buildings, not even a nocturnal ghost, like a big dead dog, lying emaciated on the horizon.

"Because no one deserves it to continue to exist." Jason sighed, and the corners of his mouth curved downward even more after he recovered: "Bruce is dead, everyone is dead, this building belongs to them The city is, of course, dead, and it was already like this when I formed an alliance with the Joker."

"And there's also Perpetua's targeting."

Su Ming had also seen those broken buildings just now. It could be said that the parts of Gotham higher than five floors seemed to have been cut across by a knife and were all gone. This was obviously an external influence:

"But don't be sad, jelly beans, this is not our Gotham. Don't confuse yourself by treating others and recognizing reality. Okay, Jason, this is your home, you second generation As the master, Batman should lead the way, right?"