Chapter 42: Cat and Bat (Part 2)

When Shiler saw Bulusi's black-spirited and frustrated look already written on his face, he knew that the conversation with Catwoman was probably not smooth.

"You guys wouldn't have fought again, would you?"

Bulusi said, "Worse than that."

"Alright, then which ward is she in now?" Shiler asked.

"I mean, the situation in Cat Getan is worse than I thought."

"There is a group of bad people here that you can't blame, because in this environment, they have already done well enough," Bulusi said.

"I think you should have discovered now that being Batman is not such a simple thing, right?" Shiler said.

"Indeed," Bulusi said. "I originally thought I had a hard armor, a helmet that could block bullets, sharp bat darts, and guns and bullets. With these things, what gang couldn't be dealt with?"

"Guns are indeed very useful," Shiler said.

"At least it can ensure that what you say, someone is willing to listen."

"I can't say 'you are wrong' to Selina," Bulusi covered his eyes and said, "Actually, she has already done well enough."

"Jonathan probably doesn't think so. If I tell you now that Jonathan also grew up in such an environment, and the crimes he committed were also because no one taught him, what would you think?"

Bulusi opened his mouth. He realized that he originally thought he was just, but later he knew that there was nothing absolutely just, but he felt that he was at least impartial, but now he found that he didn't seem to be impartial enough.

He had to admit that he was biased towards Selina. Many of the gang members he punished were the same as Catwoman Selina, just not as lucky as her.

Their families and pasts were all a mess. They went to work for gangs, not because they were how vicious villains, or born bad seeds, they were just trying to make a living.

Breaking away from the shackles of the original class was much harder than imagined, especially in Cat Getan.

This fact made Bulusi feel somewhat desperate. He finally understood why Shiler said he didn't understand Cat Getan.

Because anyone who wants to thoroughly save Cat Getan doesn't understand Cat Getan.

Everyone here is a bad person, but there is no bad person here.

You can't find a person who should be saved among this group of walking dead, and you can't find a person who should be eliminated by nature.

There is no culprit here, everyone here is a culprit.

This hero's upgrade path is completely different from what Bulusi thought. He felt that he only needed to catch enough criminals, ask them for information, then follow the vine to find the few tumors that have been affecting Cat Getan, finally bring them to justice, and then Cat Getan will get better and better.

But now he found that this is a bottomless pit. When he caught a batch of tumors, there would be another batch. When he punished a culprit, there would always be another one.

No one can withstand such consumption. This doesn't refer to wealth or body. Harvey thinks that it is not the person who reaches the end who is considered a winner, but Batman, he doesn't even have an end.

Bulusi now realized that his struggle with Cat Getan will definitely use up his whole life.

Then he understood that wealth, equipment, and fighting skills indeed cannot make him a real Batman, because his biggest enemy is not a criminal, but giving up.

The biggest problem he faces is not how cunning the opponent is, but whether he is firm enough, firm enough to be able to take a lifetime to grind with a city that cannot be saved.

This is like an ordinary person using a lifetime to try to let the sun rise from the west.

Batman stood on the roof of the central building of Cat Getan. The wind here was very strong, whistling past his ears. Under his feet, there were countless mediocre villains, like a group of ants building nests. From here, he could clearly see everything in Cat Getan.

Batman originally thought Cat Getan had no order, there was only chaos here, but now he found that there was not only order here, but also stronger than anywhere else. If there was only chaos, he could rebuild order, but now, he couldn't even break the original order of Cat Getan.

After a while, Batman heard footsteps behind him. Catwoman walked over with her hands behind her back.

Seeing Batman turn around, she smiled, took out a gem from behind, handed it to Batman with a smile, and said, "I picked a very beautiful little baby from my collection. Of course, I can't bear to give you the biggest one, but I think this one is also good."

Before Bulusi could speak, Catwoman said, "I chatted with Maggie yesterday. She said I should apologize to you, because no matter what, I shouldn't have scratched you with a dagger."

"I have never apologized to anyone. Those who want to beat me, I beat them back. But I think you are very good to me, and accompanied me to go for a ride on the high building, but I stabbed you with a knife. This seems to be really wrong."

She blinked her beautiful big eyes. Those brown eyes were shining in the dark night of Cat Getan, saying, "I can see that you are very troubled. I hope this gem can make you feel better."

Batman looked down at the gem in his hand. It was a triangular ruby, a bit like his ears, cut very delicately, and had a charming luster in the faint light.

He felt for the first time that this was not a mineral that was meaningless to humans except for being good-looking.

Batman asked, "Do you want to hear my story?"

On the other side, Shiler was holding the phone and said, "Medical parole? How did he pass the approval? Although I don't want to blame you, the Cat Getan Police Department is really too childish..."

He thought about it, alright, the Cat Getan Police Department really didn't have any bottom line that could be broken.

Then he said to Gedeng on the other side, "I hope he can stay in the hospital properly and don't come back to cause trouble. You know, I am different from Batman."

Gedeng hung up the phone and sighed. He knew it wouldn't be that simple. Although Jonathan finally entered the mental hospital under the efforts of many parties, Victor disappeared, and Lantalos died.

But that old principal of Cat Getan University didn't enter prison under the name of medical parole. He had been in Cat Getan for so many years, and he still had some connections, and finally he succeeded.

Shiler never dared to think of a Cat Getan citizen from the worst angle. He knew that the old principal wouldn't give up like this.

Sure enough, the next day, when Shiler was about to get off work, a girl rushed into his office in a panic. This was the girl who complained to the school when Christine disappeared before. She was Christine's good friend.

"Christine disappeared again?" Shiler asked.

"Worse than that," the girl said anxiously, "Since that time, Christine gave me a security number. She told me that as long as this number calls my mobile phone, it means she might be in danger!"

Shiler accelerated the speed of packing things and said, "When did it happen?"

"Just three minutes ago! The phone got through, but there was no sound on that side!"

Shiler comforted the girl, and then called Bulusi. He said, "Bad news, Christine had an accident again. I don't know if Gedeng told you? The old principal didn't enter prison under the name of medical parole. If he wants to retaliate, he will definitely retaliate against the person who testified against him first..."

Bulusi immediately returned to Wei En Manor and put on all of Batman's equipment. He persuaded Christine to testify against the principal at the beginning, so he must save this girl.

Unfortunately, this time the old principal learned to be smart. He didn't use any low-level gang members, but hired professional kidnappers. They didn't leave any traces. The old principal seemed to just want to retaliate, rather than wanting to use her to threaten others.

But this just showed that Christine was likely in an extremely dangerous environment.

After a while, Batman received Shiler's call. Shiler said, "The street where the Red Crow gang in the East District used to be, the drug manufacturing den you destroyed..."

Bulusi didn't have time to ask why, and Shiler hung up the phone. Batman ran all the way, speeding in the night of Cat Getan.

But now he didn't have that Batmobile. The speed of an ordinary sports car wasn't enough. It would take a while to rush from Wei En Manor to the East District, and Christine could be hurt at any time. Although he didn't like Christine, he didn't want to see an innocent person be tragically killed.

Batman hammered the steering wheel hard. He deeply felt that he must have a better means of transportation.

Suddenly, an unexpected number called. Catwoman's voice rang on that side. She said, "Hey, I seem to have seen your little girlfriend who waits for you on the street every day. What's going on? Why did they go to Maple Street? It's very dangerous there..."

"She was kidnapped, find a way to save her! No... I mean, can you keep an eye on them?... Watch them from a distance, and then call me... Forget it, no, no, don't follow them, just tell me where they went..."

"You sound like you need help," Catwoman said.

Batman seemed a little impatient. He said, "This has nothing to do with you. Just don't go out and cause me trouble tonight."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and drove to Maple Street.

After a while, Batman appeared at the end of Maple Street. This was indeed the original station of the Red Crow gang. He destroyed a den for manufacturing and producing poppies here. Batman's memory was quite good. He walked forward along the right side of the street, and then turned into two small alleys.

Just as he reached the end of the alley, he heard intense fighting and gunfire inside. Batman quickly found the back door and pried the lock open directly. When he entered, first a group of low-level thugs were lying horizontally and vertically outside. These people were screaming on the ground, seemingly hit by joint techniques.

Passing through the gatehouse and entering the living room, he could see seven or eight masked kidnappers lying on the ground. A whip brought a whistling wind and almost hit Batman.

Catwoman turned around and said, "Thank God, this little girl is fine."

Batman turned his gaze to Christine on the sofa. Her clothes were slightly messy. If Catwoman hadn't arrived in time, it would have been a disaster.

Then, Catwoman sniffed and frowned, saying, "No, why do I smell an oil smell? Your car is leaking oil? No, damn it! It might be a Molotov cocktail, leave quickly, leave here..."

Before she finished speaking, the glass at the front door was broken directly. Countless Molotov cocktails wrapped in cloth strips were thrown in.

The raging fire "whooshed" and rose up. In this abandoned den, there were many fabric sofas, curtains, and other combustibles.

Not long after, the fire became very fierce. Bulusi carried the unconscious Christine. They just walked to the back door and found that the back door that had been pried open had been blocked by heavy objects from the outside.

Clearly, this was a trap planned long ago.

Batman's clothes were fireproof, but if it continued to burn like this, Christine and Catwoman would both be in danger, and fireproof clothes didn't mean he was anti-choking. The fire became bigger and bigger, and the heavy black smoke made the whole room almost impossible to see clearly. Several people coughed repeatedly.

Suddenly, a crisp "clatter" sound came from the right, and something seemed to fall down. Catwoman reacted quickly, and the whip drew over directly, but when she dragged it back, it was actually a fire extinguisher!

Regardless of how this fire extinguisher came, Catwoman shook the fire extinguisher hard. Batman said, "Go from the place where they threw the Molotov cocktails, there should be a vacuum zone there!"

Batman held the fire extinguisher to open the way in front, and Catwoman supported Christine behind.

Sure enough, the person who threw the Molotov cocktails used great force, making the landing point of the Molotov cocktails in the center of the hall, not in front of the door. There were no combustibles in front of the door except for a small carpet. Batman used the fire extinguisher to extinguish the flames that burned over, and the two broke through all the way.

Walking to the door, Batman first broke the door lock with a gun, and then began to hit the iron door with all his strength.

The person who threw the Molotov cocktails clearly left in a hurry. The front door wasn't blocked as dead as the back door. Batman hit the front door a few times and opened a gap.

But this also meant that the air began to circulate, the fire became bigger, and Catwoman was about to be choked unconscious. Batman could clearly feel the hand she put on his shoulder starting to slide down. Once she lost consciousness, she and Christine would definitely die.

Batman used all his strength, and with a final hard hit, "Bang!", the door was opened, and the three escaped. Catwoman breathed heavily. At this time, whether it was Batman or Catwoman, they were all covered in traces of smoke and fire.

After sending Christine back, Batman asked Catwoman sitting in the passenger seat while driving, "Why did you rush in to save Christine? That's very dangerous, isn't it?"

Catwoman was still excitedly looking at the interior decoration of the luxury car. Clearly, she had never sat in such an expensive car.

She cleared her throat, eased her excited mood, and after a while, she opened her mouth and said, "Actually, I just thought of many reasons for you to praise me. For example, I plan to learn from you to be a good person, for example, I am actually a righteous heroine in my bones, or I can't stand that group of kidnappers hurting the innocent..."

Then Catwoman looked at him. When she was stared at by those brown eyes, Batman felt his heartbeat fast again.

"You don't want me to do bad things, but I really like those gems too much, so I can do one bad thing and then one good thing, isn't that okay?"

"... Alright, actually I just want to make you happy," Catwoman shrugged and said.

"I know, I can't become any big hero. I just like stealing things. This is a habit I have developed since I was a child. I also won't talk about any big truths. Perhaps that girl who is always waiting for you on the street is much stronger than me. After all, she has received higher education, is beautiful and charming, and is very simple and ignorant, and hasn't done bad things."

"But I am just like this. I never think about those things, just do what I want to do. You can treat me as a criminal, or think I am a hopeless bad person, I am just me, this is me, a cat."

Batman's hand tightly gripping the steering wheel loosened slightly. He didn't know if this was the answer he wanted.

But he knew that the romance, liveliness, and sincerity on Catwoman were not the fundamental reason why he fell in love with her.

A bat would fall in love with a cat. He was just envying her freedom. Those were the freedoms he, as a Dark Knight, would never get.

He had already made up his mind to fight to the end with this city that couldn't be saved.

Looking at the luxury car slowly stopping at the intersection, Shiler on the roof said to the symbiote in his mind, "... No, we can't go down. The next thing is not something children should watch."

The symbiote made a string of dissatisfied grumbles.

"Yes, I know you performed very well just now, taking the fire extinguisher from the cafe opposite the street corner and throwing it in, throwing it very accurately!"

"But the things in the car are just the meaningless reproduction process of humans. You symbiotes don't need this process, you just need to drop dregs."

The symbiote fell silent. Shiler didn't know if it understood.

Shiler shifted his gaze from the luxury car to the faint night of Cat Getan.

Perhaps this is a city that cannot be saved, perhaps Batman is also an ordinary person who will feel desperate and confused, he thought.

But Batman is not lonely, never lonely. ===== CHAPTER 43 =====