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Bruce Wayne frowned, clearly dissatisfied with his adopted son's answer.

“I shouldn’t have come to the Middle East without telling you, but the news was urgent. My biological mother was still alive and she was in this city. You were busy with the Justice League at the time, so I had to bother you.”

Jason Todd, who has a rebellious streak, sincerely apologized and explained, "I'm sorry, I thought I could handle these things at the time."

"Obviously you can't do it alone."

Bruce Wayne kicked the unconscious thug at his feet, and at the same time saw Jason Todd's downcast gaze. He shook his head, sighed, and patted his adopted son on the shoulder. "Let's go. We have new intelligence. This matter is far more complicated than you think."

"Are you planning to stay here and help me?"

Jason Todd looked up at Rowe and Bruce in surprise.

"Since we're already here, let's take care of some trouble while we're at it, so they don't have to go back to Gotham."

Rowe shrugged.

"Thank you!"

Jason Todd was at a loss for words, only managing to utter a thank you.

"You should thank Bruce the most; without him, I wouldn't be here."

As he spoke, Rowe grabbed Bruce and Jason by the shoulders with both hands and said, "Hold on tight, I'll fly you back."

however.

Not long after the three left the alley, a series of screeching brakes came from outside. Several SUVs stopped outside, and a group of people with hurried expressions got out.

"What about people?"

One of them saw the thug lying on the ground, looked around but didn't see his target, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Looks like he got away."

"Fake!"

The speaker was an American: "If the boss finds out that the target has been alerted and escaped, we're all finished!"

"Probably not. As long as Sheila Heywood is still around, Jason Todd won't leave easily."

"It's just that the boss might need to prepare several more plans. It's uncertain whether Jason Todd will take the bait again, since this incident may have made him wary of the clinic."

"I'll go report to Miss Harley Quinn first. With her there, the boss shouldn't get angry."

"That would be for the best. I just saw him stick a pen into someone's head the other day. I don't want to be the next one."

"Kill them! Those bastards almost killed us!"

The group fired several shots at the unconscious thug in the alley, then got into their jeep and drove off. The residents in the surrounding buildings didn't turn on their lights until the car had disappeared from sight.

However, no one paid any attention to the corpses lying in the alley. Everyone turned a blind eye to them, as if they had long been accustomed to it. People went about their meals and work, figuring that the corpses would be dealt with in a few days when they started to stink or when a patrol team passed by. In any case, it wouldn't be the powerless and helpless common people like them.

In truth, Luo Wei's understanding of the Joker was somewhat chaotic. His understanding of the Joker was as chaotic as the Joker himself. Perhaps it was because there were too many Jokers, each with an enigmatic identity and unfathomable psychology, all fearless madmen. The Joker believed he was born to be mad, acting erratically without any principles or behavioral norms. He preferred manipulating people's hearts to committing crimes. He was a madman, a murderer who had killed many people, but he didn't enjoy killing. He preferred people killing each other, enjoying watching someone fall into an endless abyss.

This is the same person who once controlled the entire Gotham City underworld empire and became the leader of countless criminals.

Perhaps it was the Joker's personality that resonated with the city of Gotham. Their shared madness and chaos garnered him a large following in Gotham, which propelled him step by step to the pinnacle of Gotham. He even began to build a complete and unique business network around the world, or more accurately, a business empire belonging to the Joker.

His business empire, which began in Gotham City, spread like a web of germs, connecting cities and regions large and small.

Meanwhile, in the Middle East, the city where Rowe is now standing, there is also a clown business.

"You say everything is small."

A conspiracy orchestrated by the ugly mastermind?

In a suite at a new hotel, Jason Todd sat on the bed, listening to Bruce Wayne's explanation, clutching his head in disbelief.

When he first received the news that his mother was still alive, he was overjoyed and eagerly anticipated seeing her. But now he is told that it was all a damned conspiracy by the clown!

"You may have misunderstood. Although this is all the Joker's conspiracy, your mother is indeed still alive. She works as an attending physician at that clinic."

Seeing Jason's reaction, Rowe couldn't help but offer a word of advice.

To prevent this guy from losing his mind and going straight to the Joker with a gun to settle scores—this is no exaggeration; Jason Todd could really do something like that. He has challenged Batman's bottom line countless times.

"You mean, the Joker used my mother to lure me in, all to get revenge on Batman?"

Jason Todd calmed down considerably after hearing this.

"That's right. The Joker's ultimate goal is to deal with your father, Batman. Sheila is just a pawn in his game."

Rowe stroked his chin and offered his current guess: "I think your mother is definitely under the Joker's control now, engaging in criminal transactions for him. You can tell from the group that surrounded you today. There are other transactions going on behind the scenes at the clinic where your mother works."

"She was definitely coerced."

Jason Todd glanced at Bruce cautiously, worried that this righteous mentor might harm his own mother.

“Nobody said she did it voluntarily, Jason, you don’t need to look at me like that.”

Bruce Wayne felt Jason's gaze and was somewhat speechless.

"I'm sorry. So what should we do now? Do you have a plan?"

Jason Todd asked.

"A plan?"

Luo Wei tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly, "I do have an idea. Doesn't the Joker like playing games? Then let's play with him, but this time he's the player, and we're the game designers."

"Nice idea."

Bruce Wayne nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with anticipation. "The best way to defeat the Joker is to destroy his heart."

As the Joker's adversary for many years, he understands the Joker better than anyone else. This crazy and arrogant guy can never be subdued physically; he can only be destroyed mentally!

“Then it’s settled, Jason. You’ll stay here, and go see Sheila Heywood, your mother, as usual tomorrow.”

"I guess with this unexpected turn of events today, the Joker might not be able to sit still tomorrow. We just need to wait for him to take the bait."

Lowe actually wanted to deal with the Joker tonight, but his senses covered the entire city and he couldn't find the Joker, though he did find a crazy woman.

"no problem."

After finalizing their plans for tomorrow, the three of them, including Lowe and Bruce Wayne, left the hotel and headed to another city.

The main thing is that they need to avoid the Joker's spies and not let the Joker realize that Superman and Batman have arrived, so as not to alert him.

Back at the hotel, Bruce's guide, Selder, was already asleep. The three-bedroom suite on the top floor was quiet, with only the pleasant sound of flowing water from the swimming pool on the large balcony.

It swayed in the quiet hall.

"Luo Wei, wait a minute."

On the balcony, Rowe landed with Bruce and was about to leave when he was called back.

He turned his head. "What's wrong?"

"You've come to me not just for Jason Todd."

As Bruce Wayne spoke, he took off his battle suit and put it in a briefcase next to him. Then he took out a bottle of liquor and two glasses and said, "I just received a message from the Justice League. They told me it's about Darkseid?"

"I originally planned to talk to you after this matter was over."

Upon hearing this, Luo Wei took off his battle uniform and sat down in a chair. "However, it's alright to talk about it now."

Darkseid.

Bruce Wayne flipped through the information on his phone and said, "Barry told me that you have a very high opinion of Darkseid, and that you think it will be the strongest enemy we have ever encountered."

After reviewing the information, his brow furrowed deeply. He said, "Dark Lord, fourth dimension? He rules over countless star systems, and Steppenwolf is just one of his many generals?!"

After saying this, Bruce's pupils contracted. He hadn't read the entire document before, only glanced at it, but now his scalp tingled because of the few lines of text in the document.

Darkseid brought him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

“Barry is right, Darkseid said it’s a big problem.”

Lowe was not surprised by Bruce's reaction. Although Bruce had experienced the trials of Gotham, he still did not have much experience with existences beyond Earth or even beyond dimensions, so it was normal for him to feel heavy-hearted.

"Even though he's very strong, I'll still ask him, what do you need me to do?"

Bruce Wayne put away his phone and looked at Rowe, asking.

Could an ordinary person like him really be of any help against such a powerful enemy?

Bruce is somewhat arrogant, but he is neither narcissistic nor conceited. He knows his own abilities and never forces himself to do anything. He always makes the most confident decisions.

“To deal with Darkseid, we need to use radioactive weapons. That’s his weakness. Only in that way can we hurt him and destroy him.”

Instead of speaking directly, Lowe first explained how to deal with Darkseid: "Even if we can't kill him, we need to severely damage him to at least ensure that he won't come back for a while. So we need a mothership that can go to Apokolips. Of course, with the Mother Box, going to Apokolips is not difficult. The difficult part is dealing with Darkseid."

“Radioactive weapons and a mothership. Your fellow Drew Zods can help you. Kryptonians are already quite adept at these technologies.”

Bruce Wayne slowly said that he had visited the Kryptonian laboratories, which were a hundred times more advanced than he had imagined, with some equipment being mechanical devices that humans could not even imagine at this stage.

Thinking about it, he sighed, "Obviously, I can't help you much."

No, you can.

Of course, Rowe knew that Kryptonians could build radioactive weapons and motherships, but he also knew that this was the DC Universe, where fate was more important than strength.

Whether it's Superman or Batman, they will always be an indispensable part of the DC Universe.

The reason Lowe needed Batman was that he knew this man, who looked like an ordinary mortal, possessed an invisible aura and had even toyed with the creators of the sixth-dimensional world!

With him around, there's an extra layer of security.

Batman may be a key element.

"I"

Bruce was taken aback by the certainty in the tone.

"I don't need Bruce, I need Batman. You'll see later, the world can't do without Batman."

Luo Wei finished his drink, yawned, slowly stood up, waved his hand and said, "Going to sleep. There's going to be a good show tomorrow. I can't wait to see the clown's performance."

Chapter 145: Batman and the Joker, the Death of a Family Member?

(four)

Jason Todd learned about Sheila Heywood's identity as his biological mother by chance. One day, while out and about, he overheard some conversations about Sheila's background and her relationship with a man named Todd. Jason didn't take it seriously until someone slapped him in the face with the news that Sheila was his mother, forcing him to believe it was true.

However, it was this news that drove him to a frenzy. For days, all he could think about was seeing his mother, completely ignoring how deliberately the news had come. It was as if someone had thrown Sheila's news right in front of him, and as long as he wasn't blind, he would have seen it.

However, Jason was completely oblivious to these details at the time. He was blinded by the news until Rowe and Bruce appeared yesterday and he learned the truth and the Joker's conspiracy, which brought him back to his senses.