civilwarnovels Chapter 2324 Gotham Music Chapter (63)
Chapter 2324 Gotham Music Chapter (63)
Chapter 2324 Gotham Music Festival (Sixty-three)
Batman is even more tolerant of the young Superman, with a subtle kindness like an elder, but what is even more peculiar is that Clark also has a subtle kindness towards him, and with this mutual kindness, their cooperation is flawless.
Hal was the first to break free, shook his shoulders, complained to Clark a few words, but still went to fish out Atlan and the Sea Queen.
Hal used the green light energy to bind the Sea Queen. Batman went forward to ask her questions, but the Sea Queen acted very depressed and seemed not to intend to answer anything. Batman asked for a long time but only got one sentence.
"Don't waste your energy. You can't save anyone."
Batman narrowed his eyes.
Combined with the diary of the Sea Queen that he had seen before, it seemed that this guy was not going to fight, but to die.
Batman isn't sure if the Sea Queen's counterpart in another universe is Arthur, but if so, her negative attitude is not like the Arthur Batman knows.
Unless she suffered some kind of blow that made her completely lose the confidence to resist.
This kind of opponent is actually the most difficult to deal with. She has almost no desires and only wants to die, which also means that Batman cannot ask more information from her.
There was an endless stream of Atlantis troops in the distance, and Batman could only say to the Queen of the Sea: "Give the throne to Atlan, and tell your subordinates that Atlan is the new king of Atlantis."
Atlan snorted coldly, obviously mocking this absurd reality. He was the greatest emperor in the history of Atlantis, but now he had become the new king of Atlantis.
The Queen also snorted and said, "It's useless."
"You want to find Batman, right? He is your last hope, because you know that no matter who gives up, Batman will never give up. You want to give it one last try."
"But you know that you are only going to make things worse. If I'm not mistaken, you feel sleepy, confused, and disoriented. You don't quite know what you will do. Do you think this state is suitable for negotiation?"
The Queen of the Sea pursed her lips and said nothing. Batman continued to persuade her, "I am also Batman, the Batman from another universe. No one understands Batman better than Batman. Besides, we have only been here for a short time and our minds are still clear. If we go to negotiate on your behalf, we may be able to get a good result for both parties."
The Sea Queen seemed a little moved. Clark chimed in, "If you don't agree, I'll freeze you and your army here and go find Batman. But we won't negotiate for the sea people at that time. Solving the human problem first is the most important thing."
Their meaning was very clear. The Queen of the Sea knew that if she did not cooperate, this group of people who were the only ones who had hope of solving this cosmic problem would ignore the Atlanteans. Atlantis had to send a representative, but the Queen knew she couldn't do that.
She took a deep breath and said with her remaining sanity, "Batman's condition is not good. I'm not sure. You guys go."
Then she let out a sharp cry from her throat, and several whirlpools instantly appeared in the sea. After hearing it, the Atlanteans looked up in confusion.
Finally, they seemed to understand something and slowly put down their weapons. Atlan floated above the army and shouted, "I am Atlan, the greatest emperor in the history of Atlantis. Now I am back and you must obey my orders."
The Atlantean warriors were all in a panic, but they could also feel that Atlan and they seemed to have a kind of power, which was completely different from those of the land people.
They began to whisper to each other, getting restless, but the queen roared again, barely suppressing the noise.
Then several people prepared to go ashore, but no one knew anything about this mysterious Batwoman, and the Sea Queen was unwilling to reveal more, so they still had to investigate on their own.
But given the current situation, going directly to Batwoman to ask her won't yield any answers, and it may instead intensify the conflict.
Now everyone can see that the vast majority of people in this universe are mentally ill, and if you go against them, they will go crazy. Clark and Hal obviously have a lot of experience in dealing with such mentally ill people.
"Let's sneak into Gotham first." Clark said, "Don't let Batman know, then go find his friends, or go to the places he often goes, find out what happened to him, and then find him."
Hal nodded in agreement. He looked at Batman and said, "When you and the city are about to get out of control, who do you think will be able to stay sober until the end?"
Batman didn't hesitate.
"Gordon, James Gordon."
A figure was standing in front of the French window, looking at the heavy rain outside. The coffee on the table was almost cold.
The door lock clicked, the sound of high heels came from the door, and the aroma of coffee floated in. The black-haired woman gathered her long hair and placed a cup of coffee next to the cold coffee.
"Stop drinking your special motor oil and try some fresh medium roast beans. The Riddler's death case is closed now. Maybe we can take a few days off and stop pushing ourselves too hard."
There was no response, so the woman looked towards the figure in front of the window. She was wearing a very capable police uniform with a ponytail hanging down from her shoulders, but judging from her figure and posture, she was no longer young and looked particularly weathered.
"Jesse."
The female police officer at the window came to her senses when she heard someone calling her name. She turned around and gave her colleague a smile, then walked over, picked up the coffee and took a sip, but anyone could see that her smile was a little forced.
"Are you worried about Batwoman?"
"I'm worried about more than that." The female police officer called Jesse sighed and said, "She's too out of control. She's chasing the Joker like a madman, killing the Penguin and the Riddler, and now she's targeting the patients in Arkham Asylum. There are no super criminals in there anymore. The rest are just poor schizophrenic patients."
"In her eyes, they are still criminals." The female colleague sighed and said, "They did hurt people when they were ill."
"That's the main reason why I'm under so much pressure right now," Jesse said, closing her eyes. "It's hard for me to resist Batwoman and Bruce Wayne, especially since they're both crazy."
"I think she will be quiet for a while. After all, the weather is bad and it will be difficult to catch criminals. You should take this opportunity to have a good rest..."
"I see. The weather is bad. You should drive home early. Otherwise, the water on the road will make your insurance policy look bad this year."
The female colleague knew that she could not persuade him, so she nodded and left. In the end, Jesse was left alone. When she turned around, a name flashed on the police badge on her chest - Jesse Gordon.
boom! Wow!
The sudden sound on the balcony startled Jesse. She immediately pressed the pistol at her waist, bent down, lowered her center of gravity, and squatted behind the desk.
Seeing those two pointy ears, she heaved a sigh of relief, stood up from behind the table and said, "Batwoman, don't you even take a break in this kind of weather? Are you so eager to cause trouble for me?"
Her tone was fairly brisk, albeit a little helpless, but the teasing in it was clearly greater than the questioning.
What ended up being heard was a deep male voice.
"Call me Batman."
Jesse was stunned. She stared blankly at the strong figure walking out of the window and for a moment she forgot to draw her gun.
“Oh my god, you…you…huh???”
"I'm the Batman of an alternate universe, male."
Jesse opened her mouth in complete disbelief. After a long moment of surprise, she finally said, "You too, I mean, Batman? This is weird. You're a man, how can you wear a tight suit like this? I'm not saying you can't wear it, but... this is weird."
Jesse turned his head away, seemingly unable to bear to watch. Batman didn't care at all. He said, "This city looks wrong. Tell me what happened in this universe."
There was indeed something wrong with this city. Although Batman only took a quick look on the way here, he really couldn't believe that there was a Gotham in some other universe that was worse than his.
Most of the Gothams of other Batmen that Batman knows are better than his. There are also some Gothams like the one in Bruce's universe that are much better than the main universe, but most of them are about the same.
But just a moment ago, Batman estimated that there were not many living people in the city. Most of them were zombies on the verge of losing their sanity. If this was caused by taking drugs, Batman would really have to suspect that drug lords ruled the world.
"You're from another universe?"
"Yes, the normal universe."
Jesse frowned deeply and said, "You mean our universe is abnormal?"
"It's extremely abnormal." Batman said very confidently: "I can tell you clearly that the Gotham in most universes is not like this. Although it is also bad, it is not as bad as this."
This obviously resonated with Jesse. She pressed her forehead hard with her hands and said through gritted teeth, "It's always been this bad. It's even worse recently because Batwoman has also started to go crazy."
"What's wrong with her?" Batman took a step forward, his strong body almost completely blocking the light of the dim desk lamp, plunging Jesse's half of the room into darkness.
But it was not a chaotic and disordered darkness, and it did not scare Jesse. The darkness brought by Batman was a calm, powerful and solemn darkness. Jesse had seen this kind of temperament in Batwoman before, but it has completely disappeared recently.
This made her initially trust Batman. She said: "Since the death of Silvers, Batwoman has become more and more abnormal. She began to madly retaliate against all criminals, especially those with super powers."
"Who is Silvers?"
"Catman."
Now it was Batman's turn to be silent, he seemed to be trying to drive some imagination out of his mind.
"Isn't this person in your universe?" Jesse asked with some confusion.
"Catwoman." Batman answered simply: "Selina."
"Are your genders reversed from ours?"
"Maybe. In my universe, the police chief is called James Gordon, and he's male."
"Oh, the same name as my son." Jesse thought for a moment and said, "Okay, in that case, I understand."
"In short, a super-powered criminal killed Batwoman's lover, causing her to completely change her mindset and start hunting down and killing all criminals."
"The Riddler died recently, but he was lucky enough to have been hiding and not found by Batwoman. Others died earlier."
"Where's the Joker?"
"Are you talking about Harley Quinn? She's missing. We're looking for her and praying that she won't be found by Batwoman. If anyone can stop Batwoman's madness now, it's probably only her."
Here it comes
(End of this chapter)