The Death Knell

The Dark Knight, who has a face like a statue, is experiencing someone else's birthday party. The people on the side who may be nightmares or hallucinations are acting according to the script. This script is most likely Christopher Lucas's memory, and it is not even true. .

Su Ming shook his head. Although he could understand Batman's behavior, because this was the case calling for a famous detective, it seemed that it was a bit too cumbersome to identify the authenticity of the evidence at the investigation site.

But there's nothing else to do now, so why not play a crime-solving game with Batman.

"Can we talk to Batman?" Su Ming asked the adjutant. The spider web is now controlled by her. If this line is used for communication, the confidentiality must be confirmed first.

"Okay, Sheriff." The deputy's projection looked at the man floating in the air, drinking soda as if watching TV: "The new model of totem operates stably, and the energy flow is smooth and secretive enough. If something goes wrong, it will be The Dream of a Thousand Cats can remedy this, as the opposite side is, after all, a dream.”

She acted very confident, but the source of this confidence was not herself, but Deathstroke and the Cat.

"Okay, then please help me keep an eye on the situation in this dream. If insomnia sneaks over, tell me. I have to pay close attention to the details of Batman's scene."

After taking a puff of cigarette, Su Ming nodded. In the dark space, he sat cross-legged in mid-air. He straightened his back and looked a little more serious. After adjusting his mood, he said:

"Batman, can you hear me?"

The Dark Knight, who was sitting at the dining table and watching the hostess cutting the cake, nodded slightly, but then said:

"Prove your identity."

It seemed that he was in good condition, and he knew that he was in a dream, and that what he heard and saw in his dream might be false, not to mention the whisper of a death knell that suddenly appeared in his ears.

As for how to prove your identity, this is pretty simple. The most commonly used method is to say something that only you and Bat know.

However, given the special nature of dreams, it is very possible to read memory information from the dreamer's subconscious mind, so this method will definitely not be able to prove identity, and another method will have to be used.

So Su Ming didn't think much and answered directly:

"I asked the adjutant to insert the spider totem into your underwear, and your body is now in a daze in the corridor on the fourteenth floor of Arkham Tower. We can talk about it back to reality."

Proving your identity to Batman is inherently a false proposition, because as suspicious as he is, no matter how you prove it, he won't believe it.

Therefore, the right thing to do is to let him make a choice. Should he give up the current investigation because of doubts?

If you don't want to give up, then you must acquiesce that the death knell speaking now is real, at least maintain the status quo and don't be awakened.

The detective is investigating the case. According to Su Ming's understanding of this industry, the investigation process is like the process of drug addicts taking drugs. They stimulate the excitement center of the brain. No detective is willing to be interrupted in the investigation, just like poisonous insects will not bite. Stop halfway.

So Batman knows that the real Deathstroke will not try to prove his identity, but anyone who tries to prove that he is himself is fake.

The answer Su Ming gave now proved that he was genuine. This is a method of using the opposite of the opposite in thinking to prove identity, and it is also a unique way of communication between smart people.

If it were Arthur who suddenly spoke in his ear, Batman would definitely skip this step. After all, how hard must the nightmares be to pretend to be Aquaman to deceive people?

"Say it."

Skipping the topic of proving his identity, Batman leaned on the handmade wooden dining chair and asked his own question.

He never asked others why they came or what they wanted to do, but was accustomed to letting the other person tell them on their own initiative.

"I haven't found Insomnia yet, so I'm waiting for the opportunity. I want to see if you have any clues. As soon as I found out, I saw you participating in a funny children's party. You gave it to today's birthday girl. What gift? A big purple balloon?"

Deathstroke, who was far away in another dreamland, didn't say anything nice when he opened his mouth. He was obviously not the kind of person to celebrate a child's birthday.

Speaking of which, most superheroes have a glorious tradition of going to the hospital to celebrate the birthdays of sick fans. Ever since Superman started this project, it has become a routine.

Whether they are the Justice League or the Avengers, they always regularly participate in these charity activities to show their social responsibility and at the same time bring closer the relationship between ordinary people and people with super powers.

It is indeed quite effective, but it is a bit of a waste of time. For terminally ill children, the most practical approach is to see if we can help them treat their illness. If it is hopeless, donate a sum of money to their parents.

From the perspective of a mercenary, money is not a panacea, but the various things that money can buy are very effective in healing mental pain.

But that's all he said. He wouldn't say anything wrong with superheroes in this matter. After all, there is never anything wrong with visiting patients, and people who do good deeds should not be criticized most of the time.

And the reason why Batman is mocking Batman for coming to celebrate the little boy's birthday today is purely for revenge. Who asked him to make things difficult for him by asking him to "prove that he is himself" in the first place?

"" Batman was silent. He seemed to have decided to ignore the peeping death knell. His emotionless eyes shot out from behind the eyepiece and were still placed on the cut cake.

"Strange meow? Why didn't he speak?" The cat curiously pushed Deathstroke's face with his paw and asked this: "I think you are right, he was attending an imaginary party in his dream, oh, this girl It makes no sense to die on this day."

In the world of stray cats, the worlds of death and life are very clear. There is no commemoration of the dead of the same kind, only pragmatic rules of survival.

"It's not because of that, haha. The big purple balloon is the clown's classic method of spreading laughing gas, and the clown's characteristic is that he loves to laugh. What I just meant was to ask Batman if he has brought laughter to this family."

Su Ming, who was drinking soda, showed a malicious smile and rubbed the cat's head. It was really difficult for the cat to understand why people celebrate the birthdays of young people who died young. This is actually a kind of psychological sustenance, but that's not the point. Things above:

"What situation would make the owner of this dream laugh? The answer is to find the murderer of the arson case, so essentially I am asking him if he has solved the case. Since he is silent now, you should know that he is still far away from solving the case."

This time it was replaced by Thousand Cats Dream, which was speechless. It sighed slightly:

"Both of you are sick. Human mental illness, can't you talk properly?"

And the death knell carrying the cat just shrugged. Isn't this obvious? If he wasn't mentally ill, how could he play with Batman?