Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

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Silent Bat was the first group to notice the arrival of the Air Force in Gotham. Radar and satellites could see the traces of the camouflaged drones. Perhaps because they were within the territory, the aircraft flew openly with no intention of hiding at all.

...But he did nothing. He couldn't shoot them down. Besides, it might be a good idea for the army to suppress Gotham in order to create order.

Silent Bat's attention was more on Lucian.

——He found Lucian’s origin and also found what Lucian feared.

"Go to bed early, sir. Maybe he's joking with you again this time," Alfred reminded.

"No, Alfu, I have another guess." Silent Bat calmed down after being fooled by Lucian once. Starting from the time the two met, he rationally analyzed Lucian - doing a personality test, making inferences about his abilities and behaviors, including that part of the origin story. In short, the fabricated Lucian was completely different from the person who tortured and killed Jack at that time.

Expression, language, habits.

The video footage from that time was compared over and over again to analyze facial nerves and behavioral logic.

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Under the dim blue light, the Silent Bat folded his hands into fists, resting his chin on his hand. His voice was silent, with a calmness that didn't match his crimson eyes.

"Why didn't he explain?"

He was confused, putting himself in his shoes... The Silent Bat was certain, absolutely certain, that Lucian hadn't once attempted to explain himself, nor had he hesitated to speak...

Despite killing people, Silent Bat rarely gets blinded by anger. He retains his rationality and is very restrained most of the time. He can guarantee that if Lucian explains, quibbles, induces, or uses metaphors... whatever he says, as long as he says whether it was him who killed Jack, he is controlled and has no choice.

Silent Bat will temporarily trust him and investigate thoroughly to decide whether to retaliate.

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But Lucien didn't say anything.

He didn't say a word.

Chapter 209 Your name

Do you know why people with mental illnesses self-harm?

Lucian lay on the bed, looking at the blood-stained pattern with a gloomy expression. Although it took some effort to speak in this position, he still spoke.

He knew that if he didn't speak, the Bat Lantern would speak... and who knows what the rhythm of the conversation would be.

Bat Lantern asked back, "Do you know what a psychiatrist's job entails?"

I wanted to say it in the same sentence structure, but Lucien was stunned, but he smiled. It was hard for him not to laugh - as for Ms. Taylor:

"They treat nonexistent diseases, flaunt their advanced education, sell useless drugs that command high commissions, and don't even bother to listen to their patients... Is there anything else I haven't mentioned?"

——Who said bats have no sense of humor? This is a hell of a joke.

The Bat Lantern didn't respond, just listened.

But when that faint but sincere laughter came out of Lucian's mouth, Omoson, who had nothing to do with it, shuddered... he felt a chill down his spine.

Omosen had witnessed the cruelty and inhumanity of the claws with his own eyes, but he had never witnessed such amazing vitality from his own perspective... No, that shouldn't be said.

Claw is simple-minded and has no thoughts. He is a tool that obeys orders like a living dead. He has no clear sense of whether it hurts or is alive or dead... But Lucian is different. He is more like a madman who doesn't care about it, or even... is attached to it.

Lucian squinted at the Bat Lantern and said, "If you want me to get rid of the shadow of the past, trust the professional ability of the psychiatrist, actively treat me, and even make me believe that you can cure me..." He sneered, "Forget it."

"I'm good, you can't be better than me."

"Instead of talking, diagnosing, and analyzing... maybe you can understand me first."

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Do you know why people with mental illnesses self-harm?

Most people, especially those with depression, hurt themselves not because they want to die, but because all they feel is sadness, and pain is a way to pull themselves back to reality from the dream.

Self-harm is not a desire to die, on the contrary, it is a desire to live.

Just like Lucian, he is not asking for abuse, on the contrary, he is asking for love.

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The standoff didn't last long, as most people didn't want to resist... Even though some people would cry out, "This is what we deserve!" "Do you want to suffer injustice again?!" "There's nothing to be afraid of them, they don't dare to shoot!"...

The sporadic shouts were just bullies trying to intimidate others, but the majority of people stood there in silence, without any resistance...

why?

Let's make an assumption:

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If you are a maintenance worker in Gotham, you only need to work hard to maintain basic food and clothing.

Your wife died in an accident and you have a well-behaved and obedient son.

You tried your best to send your son to an aristocratic school so that he could receive a better education. In fact, you had already anticipated that your son would suffer some bullying, and your son knew it too, but for the sake of better teachers, neither of you gave up.

The days passed as usual.

Until one day, someone suddenly tells you that you should get more money.

To be honest, you know it, but you don't care about it - you don't want to take any risks, because your son... if you get involved with them, you will be in danger and may not be able to pay the tuition for next semester.

So even though you knew he was right, you allowed your money to be taken away - you just wanted to protect your son.

...But it seems that your colleagues don't think so. Those interns who earn meager wages and have difficulty supporting themselves in this city.

(It takes at least three years of internship to become a full-time employee, but most people only get the opportunity to become a full-time employee in the fifth year)

As long as you don't involve yourself, you have no problem with them.

... Soon, your boss died suddenly, and before the next person took over the factory, the workshop was attacked by this group of colleagues. They shouted "exploitation", "oppression" and "pay back" and smashed all the machines.

You lost your job.

How to do it?

Your son is at the most stressful time of his studies and you can't let him worry about this, and you really can't find a job... So it's ridiculous that you join the group of people who will cause you to lose your job.

You also start robbing.

But you think you are different from them... Once you have enough money for three months of daily needs and your son's tuition for the next semester, you will no longer be involved in this matter - you can't take the risk, you still have a son.

There is still hope for you.

…Then, as the robberies targeting the rich intensified, the son never returned home…

So you hurried to the school to look for him, worried that it was those rich kids again who locked your son in the equipment room, the toilet or somewhere else... They have done this many times.

But when you arrive at the school, you realize it was all your misunderstanding... This magnificent aristocratic school has become a ruin, and you hear someone saying that it was done by terrorists.

An internationally renowned terrorist organization that hates the rich. It has activities in Gotham, but its presence is usually very low...

You have no son.

You are immersed in sadness, and your former friend breaks into your house out of concern... He convinces you by saying "take back what you deserve", so you follow them to rob in a daze.

You see the boss and employees panicking and helpless after being robbed, and you also see the store owner committing suicide by shooting himself during the robbery.

In fact, you know that this is wrong. You think that even if you want to take something back, you can't take it away from them.

But facing the surging crowd behind you, you dare not say anything, you can only apologize... and fill your backpack with dollars and food.

Until you see the army show up.

Seeing the gun pointed at him.

Your initial reaction was instinctive anger—you were just trying to take back what was yours, and during the standoff, someone shot and killed their accomplice, splattering warm blood all over you.

You calmed down, crouching on the ground with your hands folded behind your head.

Shivering.

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"Sir, what do we do now? Take the prisoners back? Where can we put them?"

Looking at the crowd that surrendered without killing many people, the policeman leading the way showed a contemptuous expression and turned back to ask the military generals.

The general glared and said, "How should I know! You are the police!"

"No...nowhere to put it."

There are too many people, and Blackgate Prison is not big enough to hold them all.

"This is something you should consider! If there's no place else to go, just capture a few leaders."

It can only be the.

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So, after simply registering your information, you were let go again.

Looking at the dark clouds above your head, you fall into great confusion.

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You think that the rich people who are high and mighty are not good, the army is not good, this group of seemingly righteous people are not good, and even you yourself... are not good.

Chapter 210 The weather is really nice, suitable for another nap

"Instigated a rebellion in Gotham, causing a large-scale uprising that forced the United States to deploy the Air Force to suppress it?"

"Hmm... Great! Increase our efforts! We'll try to get Washington to side with us tomorrow!"

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Under absolute force, things become simple.

A few scapegoats, a few verdicts, a few reports...the rebellion was defined as such and peace was restored in Gotham.

...Restore peace?

Anyway, no one took away the food and money that were looted from the houses, and everyone involved could survive, so there was peace on the surface.

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The Silent Bat did not intervene. He just silently repaired the damaged camera and weaved a web like a spider, bringing the city back into his sight.