The correct way to attack the villain

As if there was a hand behind everything that made everything happen, 5 minutes after the Scarecrow's words occupied the people's giant screen, Gotham's first anti-Batman media immediately released a real-time video.

People can only see [-] Gotham citizens desperately tied up in the abandoned factory room waiting to die, while the relay machine is engulfed by the flames in the last moment of the recorded picture, amidst the blasted walls and the ground full of limbs and pieces of meat , a dark figure leaped down holding a young man in clown makeup, blending into the night.

The atmosphere was created very successfully, and the special angle of the camera position deliberately downplayed the fact that "there is a wall between the twenty Gotham citizens and the clown", which seemed to fit the Scarecrow's sentence perfectly.

Batman chose the Joker out of twenty Gotham citizens.

"Truth" is often not easily accepted by people, and this proves that what they see in their eyes may happen to be the truth.Gotham citizens who did not want to believe the "facts" flocked to the Gotham Police Department from various channels to seek evidence. Under the pressure of the media, the Gotham Police Department released a death list. The media released the latest death list from this The identities of the twenty Gotham citizens were confirmed online.Afterwards, as planned.

The media with a keen sense of smell and foreign media began to scramble to broadcast this kind of news. They even dug up the content that was filmed a long time ago. For example, when the Joker came back, Batman once rescued him. Building, and then their cooperation, including they were secretly photographed in the same Batmobile, and even more exaggerated is the ridiculous wedding photo of Batman and the Joker.

At this point, Gotham has completely set off a loud wave of opposition to Batman.Or rather, there has been an anti-Batman force in Gotham for a long time, and now it is finally freed from the state of being suppressed for many years, and then began to rebound.

After a lapse of ten years, Batman's position has once again been pushed to the forefront by the public.

As one of the protagonists who triggered the incident, Song Mo was unaware of all this.At this moment, he was sitting on the biggest bed in Wayne Manor, looking out the window sleepily.

"I feel like I've slept for a long time." He rubbed his eyes, "Isn't it still dawn?"

The intelligent brain in the brain replied: "Because you slept until the next night."

Song Mo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to check his phone, but he groped the entire bedside table and found nothing except a photo frame without a photo.Then, he discovered something more amazing than he had slept for 24 hours, that is——

"I never knew which guest room in Wayne Manor had such a big bed." Song Mo put his hands on the quilt neatly, and the touch under his hands told him that the quilt might be enough for him for several months just by the quilt cover Salary, he was a little unbelievable, "This is Wayne Manor, right?"

Bangya didn't want to answer this question. From the perspective of a bat ugly cp black fan, but his professional ethics did not allow him to lie, so he could only reply dryly: "Yes." Then he added, "It's just because the guest room was not packed at that time, and Alfred happened to go to the company. You don't have to have too many illusions."

Song Mo obviously wasn't listening to what he said, he rubbed his hands together: "As a housekeeper, Alfred's room is too big."

The AI ​​wants to roll its eyes: "You don't have to act like you're seeing this room for the first time."

Song Mo opened his mouth, but did not speak. He looked at the quilt on his lap seriously, and a few seconds later.

Bangya looked at the captain who quickly lay back on the bed and stuck his head deep into the pillow in a way that he wanted to suffocate himself, and then quickly said "Wake me up in 24 hours" and then there was no movement, finally Can't help but say.

"Why don't you take care of your own affairs? Isn't time now as precious as life to you? Destiny and they are about to attack the earth, and you have to waste time on a bed at this juncture ?”

"It's still only you on the bed!"

Song Mo turned over and looked at the European-style bed curtain above his head: "You reminded me, Bangya."

Bang Ya, who had already figured out Song Mo's character, felt that he could not persuade the other party so easily. Sure enough, the young man continued: "Then how can I turn one person's bed into two people?"

Bangya's movement is exhausted: "First of all, you have to work hard to live."

Song Mo blushed: "Do you have to make such a serious thing so pornographic?"

Bangya: Who is porn?

Who is porn? ? ? ? ? ?

When the core brain couldn't bear it and was about to shut down automatically, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and Alfred stood at the door with his backlight on, his hand still hanging on his freshly ironed suit. After seeing the young man with his eyes open on the bed, he said: : "Sorry, I should have knocked on the door earlier, I didn't know you were awake."

Song Mo's skin was not thick enough to do something outrageous in front of an old man, he sat up from the bed: "You don't need to apologize to others for pushing into your manor room without knocking."

"This is not my manor." Alfred turned on the light, hung the suit in the closet, and then turned around, "If you have an appetite now. I made dinner, it should still be hot now."

Song Mo thanked him, followed behind the old butler, and when he walked out of the room, he reluctantly turned and glanced at the big bed.

Alfred smiled as if he had seen through his mind: "Actually, you don't have to do this. If you want, there will be many opportunities to enter this room in the future."

Song Mo: "You mean—"

Alfred: "The young master's adoption agreement is still on his desk, if you need it, I can give it to you at any time."

Song Mo politely declined: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think I need it."

The old butler had a kind face: "I know."

Song Mo looked at the back of the old housekeeper: "You know?"

Indeed, from the point of view of the clown, he has already made it clear enough that it is really impossible for the old butler to not know until now with his keenness.Having figured this out, Song Mo was suddenly a little nervous for some reason, and he asked tentatively, "You...don't object?"

He heard the old housekeeper laugh: "There is nothing to object to. Since our time, people have advocated free love."

Song Mo never thought that he would discuss this issue with someone who was old enough to be his grandfather, so he couldn't help but ask, "Even if the object is a man?"

Then he heard the old butler walking in front say: "Is the same-sex marriage law canceled before I know it?"

Song Mo blinked.

"I don't think so."

It was quarter past nine in the evening, and the food on the table was said to be dinner, but it was actually more like a late-night supper. The rich aroma of cheese and milk filled the entire restaurant. Song Mo had been the butler of Wayne Manor for a while, Judging from the conclusions drawn from Bruce's usual recipes, this midnight snack is obviously not prepared for Batman who is nocturnal.

Although he learned from Alfred, Bruce actually likes junk food unexpectedly, although that's just because sandwiches and hamburgers are more convenient to eat in many cases.

"The young master doesn't have too many special requirements for food. His background doesn't allow him to develop picky eaters, so basically it doesn't matter what you do, as long as you can remind him to eat on time."

This is what Alfred said at the time,

Song Mo said thank you, lowered his head and picked up the spoon on the dining table, while Alfred stood in front of the small saucepan and continued to prepare the dinner for the owner of the manor. For a while, only the music channel on the central big screen was left in the restaurant. The sound of a classical symphony.

Song Mo didn't have the habit of serving meals with classical music. He stretched his neck and asked the old butler in the kitchen: "Can I switch to the news station, Mr. Alfred."

The old butler turned his back to the young man: "You can switch to whatever you want." After speaking, about five seconds later, Alfred seemed to have thought of something, and added, "But I suggest you switch to the on-demand station, You probably won’t like the news on the news station now.”

However, before he said this, Song Mo had already cut to the news station.

There is still a news talk show at nine o'clock every night, and at the bottom of the program is a large line of content summary——

Is it salvation, or a dictatorship disguised as salvation.

The male host stood on the stage, holding a wired microphone: "We should not only see the superficial nature of this issue. A person is not defined by pure good and bad. After all, he protected Gotham before that. Of course He is not the only one who protects Gotham. Sergeant Gordon has also made great contributions to Gotham. Now we have a returning Sergeant Ethan. What I want to say is——

"Just like Lex Luthor, some people define him as a super villain, and some people define him as a sage who is only sober. This world should not have anyone's opinion. The opinions of public figures, and as for Batman, of course you can continue to say that he is good, you have your human rights, I have no right to shut you up."

Song Mo's chewing movements gradually slowed down, and he said to his intellectual brain in his mind: "Why do I feel that this person speaks so yin and yang?"

Bangya: "You can find out by searching the Internet now. Now such remarks are politically correct. What he said is already subtle enough."

Song Mo frowned, the core brain was connected to the Internet, and in the next moment, he listed everything that happened on the day Song Mo fell asleep.

He almost saw the most striking of all the news at first glance, the news about the destruction of the Batman statue in the city hall.

In the video, the statue of Batman, which had been stored in the city hall for ten years, was broken from the legs by a group of masked people. The statue fell to the ground. They laughed and rushed forward to graffiti. The appearance of a clown, with a big Joker written on his chest.

Then the men raised their hammers, laughing, and smashed the statue's head.