The Death Knell

"Words are difficult to describe." Batman did not use Deathstroke's primitive method, which was like a cold war spy joint. He took off one of his gloves and reached out towards Deathstroke: "Use the monster inside you."

"It's a symbiote. I am strangulation, and strangulation can also be death knell." Su Ming corrected Batman's understanding. The relationship between the host and the symbiote is not something outsiders can understand.

But since Bat is rarely generous today and is willing to let the symbiote read his shallow memory, this shows that he seems to have some trust in himself.

No, is it true that we still have to obey the authority when the matter is urgent? Or is it because the stakes are so high that passing information through strangulation has become the only safe and accurate method?

These thoughts just flashed through Su Ming's mind and were quickly thrown away, because guessing Batman's thoughts is probably one of the most meaningless things in the world, comparable to fishing for sand in the ocean.

The Joker can't figure out what Batman is thinking. You must know that he is the person who knows Bats best in the world. The most important thing is love. The Joker has studied everything about Batman in depth, and only he can study it so well. Go deep.

But he couldn't guess what the bat was thinking, let alone outsiders.

Thinking about those things in his mind, Su Ming stretched out his hand to shake Batman's, and at the same time let the symbiote enter the other person's nerves to read what just happened in Can Luo's room.

Yes, you don’t need to read more, because Batman is a psychopath. Looking at the memories in his mind is probably similar to looking at the paradise in Deadpool’s mind, right? Maybe even crazier.

Seeing too much of this kind of thing is not good for physical and mental health. Su Ming feels that as a human being, he is quite normal and there is no need to make trouble for himself.

Sometimes people's curiosity is an important driving force, but sometimes it can kill themselves.

As expected of Batman, well, Strangler wanted to see more of the memories in his mind. In addition to the information he had just pried out from the United Forces, he also wanted to see if there were any interesting tidbits.

However, Batman seems to have practiced Occlumency. All that can be viewed in his mind is short-term memory. In addition, there are a lot of meaningless fantasies. He seems to have blocked the symbiote through this method. For reading deeper memories.

This is the first time Su Ming has encountered this kind of coping method after traveling through so many universes. It is really amazing.

"I already know the matter." Su Ming retracted his hand. He held his chin and thought briefly for a few seconds: "United power is not the key to the 'mystery'."

"That's what I judged too." Batman put on his gloves and clenched his fists. The row of sharp barbs on his arm armor made a rustling sound against his cloak: "But I have obtained a way to the secret, which is considered good. Start."

"Then it's time for me to take action." Su Ming nodded, raised his hand to turn off the faucet on the side, and stretched: "Although I don't have much information, but I have a way, I can go for it. .”

"This." Batman threw the previous pyramid object over: "I understand your reason for not letting everyone know about this."

"Then you should understand the reason why I let you know about this, right?" Su Ming asked with a smile.

"If you disappear for too long, I will." Batman turned and left. From beginning to end, he showed no expression.

The encrypted call between the two ended without any unnecessary nonsense. It was not like a normal teammate relationship, so there were no parting words.

But that’s fine, everyone is relaxed.

"Hey."

The strangled bean sprouts sprouted from the host's shoulders, and two thin tentacles were intertwined at what could be regarded as its waist.

Batman still doesn't understand. The host is never fighting alone. He is not alone!

"Okay, people who don't have symbionts won't understand, and with Batman's character, it's impossible for him to allow any living thing to coexist with him." Su Ming walked out of the bathroom calmly, and headed towards the rest area where everyone was still watching the video. Walking away: "He left in a hurry, probably to check his body."

Being strangled just now briefly connected the nervous systems of both parties. Bat may also know something from his side, but more importantly, his suspicious character must go back to confirm whether Deathstroke has poisoned him or not. Are there any adverse side effects after being connected by a symbiote?

Su Ming had no reason to attack him, but Batman wouldn't believe it, and he might not even believe it himself.

"Hey."

The symbiote was also speechless, but who said Batman was a patient? Good people should not struggle with mental illness, and there is nothing they can do about being misunderstood.

"Okay, let's get ready to go. Batman over at Canluo has made arrangements for everyone to go to the starfish. It will fool everyone." Su Ming silently communicated with the symbiote and made the next arrangements: " We can just find any excuse to leave."

"Hey."

The symbiote said that Green Arrow might have guessed something, so he didn't need to tell him the situation and get double insurance?

"Batman is the second insurance." Su Ming smiled and touched the black bean sprouts: "Besides, with you here, as long as there is material around me, can I still starve to death?"

"Hey."

Strangler said that would not happen. There are many ways for the symbiote host to die, but none of them starve to death. When necessary, the symbiote can even extract the nitrogen, hydrogen and oxygen elements needed by humans from space dust, and then synthesize proteins in the body. .

Even in the most difficult environment, it can at least ensure that the host can survive for thousands of years without eating or drinking. This is not a problem.

But next, we need to find the source of the ‘mysterious power’ in the mystery and find the material existence related to it. This process may be very long.

"It might be soon." Su Ming yawned, and he took out a cigarette and lit it: "Although I don't like to rely on luck, sometimes, good luck favors people like me."

"Hey." Douya spread his hands, thinking that this might be the old saying, God helps those who help themselves, right?

One person and one symbiote communicated like this, and soon returned to the place where everyone was watching the video tape. At this time, the deputy noticed the return of the Sheriff, and naturally jumped the progress bar to the end of the story.

After all, no one knows how long this documentary is, and she has the final say on how long it can be played.

"The show is over? That's just in time. Everyone, when I was peeing just now, I suddenly remembered that we still have business to do. How about we all go to Canluo's room to take a look?"

"Yes, even though we can't help much, we should go over and take a look." Superman put down the drink in his hand and patted his head sheepishly: "I forgot about this chat, Lois. People say I seem to be getting older lately."

"It's okay, let's go together." Diana comforted Superman and stood up from the sofa first, not forgetting to hold the roll of shark skin.