The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1313 Roy angrily berates the old bat

"The other members of the Joker gang are easy to deal with; the main problem lies with the Joker himself."

Batman pointed out the crux of the problem, saying, "The Joker is different from other mentally ill people. He's like a pathogen; his chaotic mind easily infects others who have deep mental exchanges with him."

“Harley Quinn is a prime example. She was just an ordinary psychiatrist. At the time, none of us, including myself, truly understood the danger posed by the Joker, and we rashly tried to treat him through a psychiatrist.”

"As it turns out, his mind is more dangerous than his physical body. It would be extremely dangerous to let Martians get close to his mind."

"We might end up with two more Martian versions of the Joker with powerful superpowers."

"What should we do then?" Roy suddenly interjected.

Roy originally didn't intend to get involved in Batman's personal affairs, since he was now at odds with the entire Justice League because of Green Arrow.

The main reasons I'm here tonight to participate in the mission to rescue Robin are twofold.

First, Yang Le's request is like Q providing equipment to 007. As someone who gave him an arm and temporarily provided him with food and lodging, even if Roy is rebellious, he wouldn't go against such a person.

Moreover, Roy was actually somewhat grateful to Yang Le, and as long as he wasn't asked to do something against his conscience, Yang Le would generally agree.

Secondly, Roy saw a reflection of himself in Robin. After all, Robin was a good kid, and after getting caught in the rain, he naturally wanted to hold an umbrella for others.

As for whether he had a great time and vented his frustrations, that's another story. At least Roy didn't think that way before he came.

"We can only imprison the Joker for now and make full preparations before making any further plans."

Batman ignored Roy's rude behavior and offered his opinion. Robin, who was standing nearby, seemed to agree and even nodded in agreement.

"What kind of plan is this?!" Roy exclaimed, speechless. "And you, Robin, why are you acting like you have no choice?"

“Because this is indeed the best solution at this stage,” Robin explained patiently. “Winter Soldier, you haven't had much dealings with the Joker, so it's normal that you don't know just how terrifying he is…”

“I wasn’t talking about Robin,” Roy interrupted Robin again with a wave of his hand. “I’m asking you, the Joker is just an ordinary person, isn’t he?”

Robin wondered why Roy was asking this question at this time, but he patiently answered anyway.

"Yes, although the Joker is immune to most chemical agents, he is otherwise almost no different from a normal person."

"That settles it then!" Roy shrugged. "Since he's just an ordinary person, and an ordinary person with heinous crimes at that, why not just execute him?"

After Roy finished speaking, the atmosphere on the rooftop suddenly froze for a moment, and Batman spoke again after a while.

“Roy, we don’t have the right to execute people directly, and the Joker meets the legal criteria and cannot be executed.”

"So we'll just let him do whatever he wants?" Roy clenched his fist, and his mechanical arm unconsciously started charging. Blue electricity surged from the armor, demonstrating its owner's anger.

"Have you ever considered how many happy and fulfilling families would be possible if we killed all those criminals?!"

Robin was startled and subconsciously glanced at Batman beside him. For a moment, he felt that the latter seemed to have changed.

"You've locked up all the mentally ill people in Gotham City in one city to play games with you. The suffering isn't limited to ordinary citizens, but also extends to those around you."

Roy pointed his index finger at the Batman logo on his chest, staring at the latter with a disappointed and angry look.

“If you want Robin to go through the same thing I did, then pretend I didn’t say anything.” Roy said, turned and left, leaving behind a final sentence before jumping off the roof.

"Someone will eventually take action on something you've been dragging on for so long."

As he spoke, Roy used his mechanical arm to grab the edge of the rooftop, caught the rope, and quickly descended.

"Forehead…"

Looking at Batman, who remained silent in front of him, Robin, who was secretly pleased, tentatively asked...

"Where do we go next?"

Batman remained silent for a long time, until Robin couldn't help but ask again before he gave his answer.

"go home…"

...

After saying goodbye to Batman and Robin, Roy used the tracking device on his belt to activate the teleportation system and return to Cybertron.

He's very angry now. He just vented his anger, but now he feels even worse than before.

Batman's handling of the Joker infuriated him; in his view, it was tantamount to gambling with Robin's safety.

Especially since Roy is still holding a grudge about Green Arrow, the combination of these two things makes him feel like his blood pressure is about to explode.

Outraged, Roy vented his anger on the training equipment, dismantling five training dummies in a row, but he still didn't feel appeased.

"boom!"

"No way!" Roy punched the hanging sandbag away. "I'll go crazy if this keeps up. I can't trust those spineless Justice League scouts anymore!"

With that, Roy turned and walked out of the training room, striding towards the laboratory.

There are multiple laboratories on Cybertron, all prepared for other researchers of the Justice League. These laboratories have been put into use since the Justice League moved its base to Cybertron.

However, none of this mattered to Roy; he had only one goal: Yang Le's laboratory.

A few days ago, he heard Yang Le say during training that the latter had developed a new type of robotic arm, the weapons mounted on it were far superior to the experimental model Roy was currently using.

Roy strode to the lab door and tried to open it with his ID, with the obvious result.

"No permission."

The cold, mechanical voice made Roy purse his lips. Sure enough, he could only enter easily when Yang Le was inside; once the other party was not there, he was no longer authorized.

Then we'll have to think of other solutions.

Roy started circling the lab, looking for any ventilation ducts or similar structures that would allow him to enter.

The end result was that a lot of ventilation ducts were found, but those ducts were not meant for people to pass through. It is clear that someone had taken precautions in this regard from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)