Chapter 1635

Harley Quinn, who was standing in front of the table, just wanted to open her mouth to speak, but Batman stretched out a hand to signal her to be quiet, and then pointed his hand at Harley next to Harley Quinn and said: "You, tell me, what on earth is going on?"

Harley just wanted to open her mouth, but Batman interrupted her and said: "If you want to avoid the important and dwell on the trivial or make up stories, I will write a letter to Dr. Rodriguez right now and tell him how much trouble you've caused me."

Harley closed her open mouth, pursed her lips again, and then shrugged helplessly, saying: "Fine, the threat is effective. However, I can't understand many of their ideas either. If I say it wrong, you'll still find trouble with me, so I'll only say what I know."

Batman nodded very slightly. Harley crossed her arms and leaned on the edge of the table, sighed maturely, looked at Batman, and said: "Have you ever thought that in the eyes of your adopted sons, 'becoming Batman' and 'saving Cat Getan,' which one should they believe in more? Which one do you want them to believe in more?"

Batman didn't speak, but from his gaze, he fell into thought. On issues related to the Robins, he was always extra cautious. Even facing the young Harley Quinn, he couldn't give a hasty answer.

While he was still in the process of thinking, Harley spoke first: "A long time ago, at least before they came to our universe, your Robins thought these two things were actually the same thing. As long as they inherited your mantle and became Batman, they could naturally save Cat Getan."

Batman pursed his lips tightly, but didn't want to say that negative answer. Even if the Robins weren't present, perhaps Harley would go back and tell them.

Does Batman want to save Cat Getan? Of course he does. Has he taken actual action to save Cat Getan? Of course he has. So does he know in his heart that Cat Getan cannot be saved?

It can only be said that in his youth, he also held a glimmer of hope, but as his understanding of Cat Getan's darkness deepened, he gradually understood that Cat Getan's darkness has deeper reasons, which is a problem that no incumbent can solve.

And there is a constant topic in the Bat-family, which is, who on earth can become Batman's successor?

Batman also knows how obsessed his Robins are with this question. Under long-term mutual companionship and reliance, whether the motivation to become Batman is the original heart of justice that wants to save Cat Getan, or simply wanting to gain Batman's recognition and surpass everyone else, can no longer be distinguished.

And Harley continued.

"I can see that they previously treated this as one thing, or they actually knew that becoming Batman might not save Cat Getan, because you didn't succeed either. It's just that people always have to have something to look forward to while alive, and there must be a belief supporting them to learn various techniques to fight crime from you."

"But when they came to the universe I am in, they discovered that the Cat Getan in this universe has no Batman, but its situation is much better than the Cat Getan in the universe they are in. Of course they will think about why this is."

"Why can Cat Getan be saved without Batman? Besides Batman, who else can save Cat Getan? Is there any inevitable connection between becoming Batman's successor and saving Cat Getan?"

"When they look at becoming Batman and saving Cat Getan as two separate things, naturally another question will arise: if one can save Cat Getan without becoming Batman, then what on earth should one do?"

Batman turned his head slightly to look out the window. Faint sounds of gunfire came from the distance. On the streets of Midtown not far from here, gunfire was everywhere. Cat Getan hadn't seen such a magnificent scene for many years.

"Is this the method they realized? Creating slaughter?"

"Batman, I want to ask you, if one person dies today and one thousand people die in the future, which one do you choose?"

Batman turned his head back and stared at Harley with a very Batman-like gaze. The guy who loved to make him do multiple-choice questions the most was now staying in the Batcave eating snacks and watching jokes. Here, another person who asked philosophical questions popped up.

"I choose to preserve one thousand and one people."

"Yeah, that's because you are Batman." Harley nodded, not questioning at all whether Batman could do it, but admitting it readily, and then said: "Saving one today, saving one thousand tomorrow, saving ten thousand in the future—with your martial arts, wealth, and technology, there is nothing you can't do."

"Then I'll change the question. Do you really think there is anyone among your Robins who can perfectly inherit your mantle? Can Dick's heart of justice do it? Can Jason's power do it? Can Tim's wisdom do it? Can Damian's bloodline do it? Is there really a second you in this world?"

Batman looked at Harley silently, seemingly not wanting to answer, but just waiting for her follow-up. Soon Harley answered her own question.

"I think there shouldn't be. You must think so too. If you could really pick a perfect successor, there wouldn't be a Bat-family. Each of them is just a part of you. There is no second Batman in this world."

"When they truly realize this point, they will understand that this path is impassable, because even you, the peerless and unique Batman, couldn't save Cat Getan."

"They might be planning to take another path."

Harley's tone was accompanied by a light sigh, mature and wise, unlike her. Batman could see that she was substituting for someone. Perhaps this is the unique talent of this girl.

"Is the Joker in your universe this kind of style?" Harley Quinn tilted her head toward Harley, her eyes flickering, seemingly recalling. This made Batman certain that Harley Quinn was precisely because of this unique talent that she fell into madness.

"What path do they want to take?" Very rarely, Batman was truly asking, because the logic of the Robins' actions he had learned so far was a bit scattered and couldn't form a complete logical chain. It could even be said to be hitting here and there. Batman urgently wanted to know what method they wanted to use to save Cat Getan.

"This is the part I don't know." Harley touched her chin and said: "I can only tell you that their motivation is probably like this. If I continue to deeply substitute into their thinking, my business of selling arms won't be so sharp."

"This was something I pestered Professor Schiller for a long time to get, and only then did I find a professional to substitute into the thinking from his tower. If I accidentally lose it, he definitely won't let me in a second time."

"If you have also been to that high tower, you will definitely be impressed by him. His name is Greed……"

"You don't have to say it." Batman waved his cape and turned to leave. He had to talk to the Robins in person to figure out what kind of thinking their dangerous actions were based on.

That group of amateur businessmen and officials couldn't figure out the situation on the battlefield, but Batman could. He only needed to stand on a high building and take a slight look to find the eye of the storm, which was exceptionally calm at this time.

A black shadow jumped continuously between the buildings in Midtown. Spider-Man, who was stuck to the surface of a building, let go of one hand and looked down at the intense shootout situation between the streets.

"Jesus, where did they get so many weapons? And why do they want to fight in their own city?"

Spider-Man couldn't figure it out. He had also seen gang shootouts in New York City, especially around Kingpin's territory in Hell's Kitchen, where small and medium-sized gangs often created chaos to grab territory.

But that was at most a dozen gang members hiding behind roadblocks or corners and shooting at each other. The most intense was just holding a shotgun and blasting the door of a shop in the opposite territory with one shot.

But now, the large-scale shootout, or rather small-scale war, that broke out in Cat Getan Midtown had completely deviated from the scope of street fighting. In a modern city with dense high-rise buildings, it had produced an atmosphere of a beach landing battle and a position meat grinder.

After the initial chaos of you grabbing me and me grabbing you, most people also saw that they must first have a position, and then they could defend and counterattack.

And wanting to open up a corner where one could stand in such huge chaos usually requires several forces to unite, relying on the favorable terrain of a certain street, arranging roadblocks on both sides of the street, digging trenches at the ends of the streets, and transporting resources inward by armed trucks.

The local residents who were drawn into the range were naturally not pushovers. Although their weapons were not so advanced, the locals were naturally more familiar with the local terrain. If outsiders wanted to circle them into their territory, they must also negotiate with them.

The vast majority of people didn't choose to resist to the death, because in this situation where there is chaotic fighting everywhere, finding a financier who can stably provide weapons and supplies is very important, which can ensure they have enough firepower to guard their property.

Just like this, the airborne faction and the locals hit it off. One provided money, the other provided strength. The masterminds behind the interest groups provided guns, ammunition, food, and supplies. The locals with combat power formed armed violent groups to divide territory and grab interests.

As a result, Spider-Man standing in a high place only saw one heavily armed position after another, and the scene of constantly attacking positions or sending troops from positions to attack others.

This situation led to him having no way to start when he wanted to persuade them to stop fighting. The shop owner who was just guarding his own shop with a gun turned around and took a group of people to rush out to grab other people's shops. The convoy leader who was fighting with the other side because his supply truck was robbed turned around and ran to the roadside to set up a checkpoint to rob cars.

Spider-Man swung all the way, watching countless such scenes along the way, but in the end, he still found the source of this storm. Spider-Man arrived at the center of the Naiwei family's base and found the only Red Robin left behind there.

When Spider-Man opened the balcony door and walked in, Red Robin had been waiting on the sofa for a long time. Until Spider-Man walked to the opposite side of the sofa, his spider-sense had been ringing deafeningly.

"Long time no see, Spider-Man."

And Batman, who arrived at almost the same time but stayed on the roof of the building opposite, even without spider-sense, felt a chill down his back for some reason when he saw Red Robin's expression.