Chapter 3765

Batman dealt with Talia in the office, mainly chatting about the presidential election and the competitors. After chatting for about ten minutes, he suddenly heard the alarm of the security system.

Soon, the head of the security department rushed into the office and said, "The surveillance system just suddenly disconnected completely; someone rushed into the laboratory on the 19th floor!"

"Laboratory?" Although Batman knew exactly what had happened, he still pretended to be clueless and said, "The laboratory on the 19th floor is just an ordinary laboratory; what is the need to break in? Was anything lost?"

"Not really, it's just that it seems a glass jar is broken. Our people are still investigating the problems that appeared in the surveillance..."

"Fine." Batman said, "Don't let me think that you are deliberately causing trouble for me. I don't have as much patience as your previous boss."

The department head had basically heard the news of Elliott's death; the head of the security department wiped the sweat from his head and said, "I will definitely give you an explanation before work tomorrow morning."

After he left, Talia stood up with a serious expression and said, "It's the Court of Owls. It must be them. You don't cooperate with them, so they deliberately cause trouble for you."

"But attacking those ordinary laboratories is meaningless." Batman put down the documents in his hand and said, "If their level is only this much, then we are sure to win."

Talia was a bit dissatisfied with his understated attitude, but didn't say anything. The two chatted briefly about the campaign strategy again, and Talia left in a hurry, obviously going to deal with the Court of Owls.

Batman opened the computer again to check the surveillance equipment; although the surveillance system of the Wei En Building was briefly offline, the cameras he placed himself were not affected.

The surveillance video showed that Red Hood Jason Todd hacked into the Wei En Group's surveillance system and took away the Laughing head.

But he didn't look like he had been brainwashed. Laughing seemed to have told him something else through that employee, which made him rush over and voluntarily steal the Laughing head.

Batman thought for a moment and knew what Laughing had told him. He was afraid he would have to make some preparations for this.

The night at Arkham Asylum was incomparably quiet. The metal mask reflected a faint light, flowing along the uneven ancient walls. Talon Dick was walking in the corridor of Arkham Asylum.

Bruce Wei En's return was too suspicious. His appearance was destined to throw the existing good situation into chaos, which would endanger the interests of the Court of Owls. After leaving the Wei En Group, Dick immediately started investigating.

He wanted to know what had happened in Arkham Asylum.

No matter how much of a loser Elliott was, it was impossible for someone who had been locked up here for decades to be so spirited immediately after going out. Dick felt there must be a problem with this. Thus, he came to Arkham Asylum to investigate.

Elliott didn't disappoint him either. He was not meticulous enough in the preservation of some top-secret data and seriously lacked vigilance. And Dick was an expert in this. In the laboratory of Arkham Asylum, which was like a human experimentation base, Dick found clues related to "human cloning experiments."

From these materials, he learned that Elliott's emotions toward Bruce Wei En were very complex. Since he was a child, he knew he couldn't compare to the boy next door. Little Bruce was smart and handsome, the "other people's child" in his parents' mouths.

When the Waynes died, Elliott felt heartfelt joy. He was gloating over their misfortune. However, when he learned that his parents were going to adopt Bruce, he felt very broken, because this role model from childhood would come to his home and then compare him into the dust.

Harboring resentment and malice, Elliott began to constantly stimulate Bruce's spirit with his parents' death. Perhaps God favored him, Bruce's mental state did indeed begin to deteriorate step by step, and he was eventually sent to the asylum.

But Elliott didn't feel any better either. Because as he grew older, he found that he couldn't compare to Bruce at all. It could be said that Elliott in his youth wasn't even as smart as little Bruce. Elliott was jealous of the wisdom Bruce possessed and wanted to obtain it like crazy.

He began to conduct human experiments on Bruce Wei En, wanting to figure out why he was so smart. But he obviously couldn't crack the code of God creating humans. So he changed his thinking; he wanted to clone a Bruce Wei En body and then swap his own soul into the new body, so he could possess Bruce's wisdom.

Seeing this, Dick was horrified. He thought he had guessed the truth—that returning Bruce was not the real Bruce, but a clone of Bruce Wei En, and living inside the body was Elliott's soul.

This was not a futile effort. Besides allowing Elliott to obtain Bruce's wisdom, he possessed the identity of Bruce Wei En, making his control over the group even more legitimate. Those voices within the Wei En Group that opposed him would also gradually disappear. And he could use the identity of Bruce Wei En to run for president; his bizarre life experience and suffering would win him more votes.

Dick couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine for Elliott's wisdom and ambition. But he couldn't let him succeed, because the position of president must never be handed over to the League of Assassins.

For the current plan, he must find the real Bruce Wei En and let him stand up to expose Elliott's conspiracy. Only then could the Court of Owls turn the tide.

By observing the experimental log, Dick learned that Arkham Asylum had a secret laboratory with the highest level of confidentiality. If the real Bruce was hiding in Arkham Asylum, then he must be there.

The secret laboratory was built underground. Dick sneaked into the first basement level silently. He came to the laboratory door, but heard people talking inside faintly.

"I saw him. He is more cunning than ever. I felt a certain evil aura from him. He is very guarded against me."

"You should have killed him."

"I... I think I couldn't do it."

"How is this possible?! You accepted the training of so many masters and honed yourself into a real revenge machine, but you can't kill a clone controlled by an idiot?!"

Dick listened to the voices coming from inside the door; although he didn't know who the two people talking were, he felt his guess was correct. The Bruce Wei En outside was an impostor, a clone controlled by Elliott.

"I need a helper." The low voice said, "I must defeat him and take back everything my parents left me."

"I will help you." The other voice said, "We must first destroy his cooperation with the League of Assassins, so we can divide and conquer them..."

"Perhaps I can help you." Dick stood outside the door and said, "The Court of Owls can help you."

The laboratory door opened, and Dick saw a strong figure wrapped in bandages standing by the window, while the other person was slightly thin, wearing a janitor's uniform, laughing like a lunatic.

"What exactly do you mean?" In the office of the Red Line Defense Group building, Jason stared closely at the head and said, "What do you mean Bruce Wei En is fake?"

"I know you might not believe it." Laughing's voice resounded in the office, "But this Bruce Wei En is not the little boy in the asylum. He is stronger than that and harder to deal with. You don't want to be forever shrouded in his shadow, right? First there was Elliott, then Bruce. When will it be poor little Jason's turn?"

"Shut up!" Jason's face darkened, and he said, "As long as he can maintain the contract with the Defense Group..."

"You know he won't; he won't trust Elliott's subordinates. He will enable another batch of people. Those veterans of the Wei En Group have long been dissatisfied with you..."

"Do you have any evidence?" Jason asked.

"Let's make a deal." The Batman Who Laughs said, "You help me do one thing, and I'll give you the evidence you want."

"What thing?" Jason asked.

"Help me kill someone, and then bring the corpse to me. It's that simple."

Batman, who was eavesdropping on the conversation through the bug installed on Jason, began to think. It seems the Batman Who Laughs doesn't intend to wait for Schiller to execute his plan. Thinking about it, if he let Schiller resurrect him, even if he could make the new Laughing very weak, he himself would become even weaker. Wouldn't that whole effort be in vain?

More importantly, Laughing would absolutely prevent any risk of becoming Elliott. Silence in most universes is a clumsy imitator of Batman; letting him be Silence is worse than killing him.

Laughing is so lively even with just a head left, so perhaps finding a corpse, cutting off the head, and grafting the head on might actually work. So he would want a corpse, which didn't exceed Batman's expectations. But who would his target be?

Arkham Batman? That is possible. Using the power of the Red Line Defense Group to kill him, and then getting his corpse over to try the head-swapping, is also a good choice. But Batman instinctively felt it wouldn't be. Arkham Batman is simply too strong; Laughing is left with only a head now, so he shouldn't easily go and pull the tiger's whiskers.

Himself? That could be considered a fallback choice. But he has now successfully replaced the Bruce of this universe and is running for election, and has the help of the League of Assassins, so Jason would be even harder to succeed. The possibility is not very high either.

Then perhaps it's the Batman of this universe? Batman felt the possibility was high. Just now Laughing and he saw Silence Batman together; this guy has obviously undergone training, and although his level might not reach the first tier, he can be said to be in the upper reaches. And he is alone and helpless, with no one to protect him, so he is obviously easy to attack.

Batman confirmed his guess. He picked up the water cup and took a sip of water unhurriedly, thinking about how to protect Silence Batman without anyone noticing. Then he heard Jason's voice coming from the bug:

"Kill someone? Kill who?"

"Schiller Rodriguez."

Batman spat out a mouthful of water.

?? Got gastroenteritis again, sorry for being late.