Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 213 A Condition of Exchange
"Hello."

The person came in a suit and leather shoes, with a fine Italian mustache, and his hair was combed to reflect the light. At first glance, he was no ordinary wage earner.

He greeted him with a polite smile, then pulled the chair, and did it himself, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Lynn and Batman who were hung up with a tilted chin expression.

It has to be said that the appearance of this person is very classic in the classic movie.

However, Lynn remembered that such roles generally did not end well.

"Look, Batman, Lynn. Tut tut."

He seemed very proud, raised his finger to point at the two, and looked at the subordinates who came in behind him.

Everyone laughed cooperatively, even Lynn laughed too.

Except Batman.

"Who do you work for?"

Batman's voice is still calm and full of majesty, even when he is hanging, he still looks like the master of this house.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and only Lynn's dry laughter remained in the room.

Batman glanced at Lynn through the gap between his hanging arms, and Lynn's laughter died away.

"Well...it seems that our Mr. Batman hasn't figured out the situation yet."

Mustache stood up, casually drew a tactical dagger from his subordinate's waist, and walked in front of the two of them.

"Maybe your hand has lost consciousness, but I want to remind you that the person who is chained now is you.

And I control your life and death.

So...with respect, Mr. Batman, your life is at stake. "

"Yes. Be respectful."

Lynn interjected: "Although the jokes he told were not funny, you have to cooperate. Haven't you ever been to work?"

"Oh, Mr. Lynn, you are more sensible. Then, let me introduce myself.

I'm……"

"you."

Batman raised his head, his eyes through the mask were not like a flimsy little bat flapping its wings, but staring at the mustache standing in front of him like a wolf, like some ancient beast: "...for whom. answer my question."

Mustache was a little taken aback, he seemed to recall some bad scene, and took half a step back.

Batman keenly noticed that his head seemed to want to turn to the direction of the corner, but he forcibly stopped it.

Looking over there, Batman saw something over there, a camera in action.

"So, your boss, don't you dare to face me face to face?"

"Damn it! You..."

"Chassel."

An empty voice sounded from the room, and Lynn was familiar with the way this sound sounded. Isn't this just a speaker, it doesn't sound very advanced.

"go out."

The voice sounded again, and the mustache, who was still extremely arrogant just now, didn't make any extra movements. After nodding and bending towards the camera in the corner, he left here straight away.

Everyone left together except Lynn and Batman.

"Hey! You just left like this? Untie it for me!"

"Lynn. Huh."

The voice said again: "I'm sure, that chain can't trap you."

After going through all his enemies in his heart, Lynn probed: "Is that you, Constantine?"

no answer.

"Old Bat, your plan is too rough. It's useless at all, you, no one has been fooled."

After bouncing twice, Lin En broke the iron chains tied to his hands. After he had rested for a while, although he still had some problems in his legs, and the pain in his head still didn't ease, but seemed to get worse , But, purely physical strength, Lynn has recovered a lot.

"Why don't you let me interrogate those people."

Lynn tugged on the old bat's chain again.

"The key is on the table, please believe that I am not hostile."

Lynn didn't even look back: "Mmmmmm, I believe me, hehehe... When I catch you, I hope you can trust me, and there is no hostility~~"

Looking back deliberately, Lynn showed a meaningful smile.

After finishing speaking, Lynn was going to carry the old bat on his back and leave this broken place first.

"My name is Luther."

After the voice was silent for a while, it suddenly began to explode: "Lex Luthor."

This shocked Lin En. He didn't expect that there are people who are not afraid of death.

"What grudge does this Lex Luthor have against you? You are so bad that you want to report his name."

Lex Luthor, of course Lynn will know this name~
When there are dangers and superheroes, this bald head is the enemy of all superheroes.

When there is danger and there is no superhero, the bald head will automatically "evolve" into a superhero.

Professional opposition to Superman has not wavered for 100 years, DC Iron Man~~
"No matter what you say is true or not, if you are killed within three days, your ashes will be collected. I promise to do..."

"Lynn."

Lynn looked at the old bat, who was shaking his head gently.

"That's all right, you two talk, I'll lie down for a while."

After Lynn finished speaking, he really ran over there and pulled the table to the corner, took out a big and big mattress, threw it on it, and lay down on it.

He seemed to be really asleep.

"Lex, Luther."

The old bat stood on the spot by himself, with his head slightly lowered. His cloak covered him completely, looking like some decayed stone tablet.

"What do you want to say."

"Oh, Batman, Lynn. You don't think, oh, forget it. I'll just say it."

The wall suddenly cracked, separating a screen with a slightly distorted picture. A big bald head's entire face was displayed on the screen, who else could it be if it wasn't Lex Luthor.

"Batman, Lynn. You two should be real humans, am I right?"

Lynn didn't seem to hear at all, Batman did, but kept silent.

The bald Luthor didn't take it seriously, and continued: "I don't know exactly what your relationship with that alien is, oh, the alien I'm talking about refers specifically to the guy from Krypton.

But don't you think he shouldn't exist, at least not on Earth. "

Lex Luthor's expression has the kind of dismissive arrogance reserved for superiors, even if the person he is talking about is Superman and the person he is facing is Batman.

"There may be many nations and intelligent life in the universe, and you should know more about this than I do.

I would like to ask, why does an intelligent creature live on another planet, hide its head and show its tail, hide its name, and only dare to walk on the earth with a ridiculous and arrogant title.

Why do you think he is far away from his own planet, his own country? "

Although it was asking a question, Lex didn't give Batman a chance to answer at all, and replied directly: "Because their planet is destroyed. Isn't it.

That General Zod, oh, that's what they really are, their real faces.

Superman, is an intruder.

He is a guy who will one day stand on the bones of all human beings and rule the earth. "

Lex's words were resounding, without any assumptions or descriptive words such as possible, directly using the most certain and exact tone to define Superman.

"what do you want to say in the end."

Batman's question was still so brief, his face hidden in the shadow of the cloak, hidden under the black mask, making it impossible to see his expression.

"What I want to say is, Batman, since you're human, why would you be friends with Superman, why would you want to be friends with Superman.

You were supposed to be the enemy.Am i right. "

Batman didn't speak, and Lynn lay motionless.

Luther continued: "I know what you are thinking, you are counting on him to protect the earth, right.

Hahahaha, what a joke!
He's not even an Earthling!Will he protect the earth?No!He will only destroy the earth!

Batman, I ask you!If that day comes, if today is that day, if he starts slaughtering us, like that General Zod did, what will you do?what can you do!
Don't tell me that you believe in him, don't tell me nonsense about human nature and justice!

He's not one, man.But one, God!
God has never judged human beings.God, never sees only evil.

Batman..."

Lex's voice sounded faintly: "You know, I'm right. Isn't it."

Lex in the camera stood up, brought his face closer to the camera, so that only his wide-eyed eyes remained in the whole frame: "Tell me, what will you do."

There was complete silence in the small room.

It seemed that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, and the place fell into true silence.

What is Lex thinking?
You may be wondering what kind of answer Batman will give, and whether it will be as he thought.

What Batman is thinking, no one seems to have guessed.

As a pure human being, Batman has almost developed human power to the extreme.On the premise of not relying on any supernatural ability, his strength is enough to make all criminals tremble from the deepest part of their souls.

Batman has a choice not to kill, this is something everyone knows well.

But his principle of not killing has always been limited.

He just doesn't kill people.

Can aliens be considered human?

This seems to be not just a legal issue, but a philosophical determination.

God and man have always been separated by thick barriers.

So, does he really believe in Superman?Will he really believe in Superman forever? It doesn't seem like he will.

Another person lying in the room, Lynn.In any case, he was at least a human being, and a very special and useful human being at that.

At this time, Lynn, who was a human being, turned over and looked coldly at Batman who was standing there, as if hiding in the darkness and blending into the shadows, and remained silent for a long time.

The old bat, in fact, has never used any verbal persuasion, guidance, temptation or "reminder".

From before to now, Batman has always been the original Batman, his will is as firm as iron, and his stand is as firm as steel.

His thoughts and opinions have never changed at all and will not change.

Does he still use others to warn him that someone is in danger?

Lynn didn't doubt at all that when one day, the person who went wrong became Lynn, what other actions would Batman make.

He would just silently organize his equipment, then silently set up the scene, and silently kill Lynn.

Then, hang Lynn's mask in the glass frame and use a wooden stand to support the garment, and take a look at it every day.

Maybe, Lynn will have another grave, which Batman buried with his own hands after repeatedly confirming that Lynn is really dead, and after eighteen times of treatment.

Maybe he will occasionally come to send a flower, and then stand silently in front of the tombstone, pursing his lips, and stand for an afternoon. In the end, he will not say goodbye, nor will he say what he has to do, how much Regret, how sad.

He would just leave in such a silent manner, continue to devote himself to his career, and continue to be the guardian spirit of Gotham.

A friend is a friend, killing is also killing, there will be no conflict.

Batman, probably is such a person.

So, will he do something to Superman who changes one day, of course he will.

Lynn will too.

This is their special way of witnessing each other's friendship.

Don't worry, I will kill you.

Don't worry, I will kill you too.

How harmonious.

"Ah."

So, when Lynn heard Luthor's thought-induced passionate speech, he couldn't hold back and laughed.

You tell Batman this, then congratulations, you are also on his list.

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

Anyway, bragging is not a big deal, Lynn let it go and said: "Whether it's Superman or Apocalypse, I can do it, leave it to me."

Lying on the mattress, leaning his head back from the edge, Lynn looked at the upside-down screen and smiled.

"As for you, Lex Luthor, I promise you, you don't see that day coming."

Luther's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed.

Of course he could hear what Lynn meant, and he really felt threatened.

When he was investigating all the superheroes, only Lynn had the most news, the most complicated, and the most... incomprehensible.

This guy shouldn't even be called a hero at all, he killed far more people than those criminals.

Moreover, his character and his actions made Luthor extremely annoying and instinctively disgusted.

This is an uncontrolled person.

Luther hates all people and things that are out of control and cannot be controlled by him.

It was precisely because of such a consideration that there was such a special "meeting" today. Luthor couldn't guarantee whether Lynn was luring him to appear.

It now appears that his speculation may have come true.

Lynn, seems to have known what he was doing all along.

Luthor wasn't afraid of death, but he hated it.

How could such an outstanding person like him die without accomplishing anything.

Smiling, Luther turned his gaze to Lynn again.

"Lynn, you don't like me. I don't like you either. But we can be partners in a sense."

Lynn held his chin in disbelief, "You mean, let me kill this old bat with you?"

"Hehe, what I mean is, I can use a piece of information to buy my life back."

Lin En looked uninterested, and lay back again.

"I don't think you have any information that would interest me."

"Then, how about this one."

Luther took out a document and put it in front of the camera, his voice continued to come out from the speakers.

"Amanda, you're still alive~"

　Hmm...Three days ago, people in our writer group chatted about writing, and everyone said there was something wrong with my writing style

　　The advancement of my plot is just to use events to push events, and characters to lead characters, which leads to the concentration of events and characters, and lacks the objective [narration] to enrich the plot.

　　I tried to change it, everyone’s evaluation is not very good, and some old readers scold me T^T
　　If I admit it, I won't write like that, stupid.I won't try any new techniques in the future, so let's just do it.

　　Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)