Chapter 2038 Knight's Horror Night (Twenty-Two)

The disastrous night is over.

The dawn of Gotham is the brightest time of the city. The dark clouds have not yet covered the sky, so a bright and bright red sun that makes people unable to open their eyes hangs in the sky, like those fresh hearts beating again.

Batman took Scarecrow and Penguin to the Gotham Police Department, and Peter was responsible for picking up a group of people in the underground cold storage of Blüdhaven.

Before Peter left, Jason, who was still in the cage, called him. Peter looked back and said, "Sorry, but you can't come out for the time being. It takes time for the symbiote to repair your body."

"Get that thing out." Jason said in a hoarse voice: "I don't need him to give me..."

"This is Batman's order." Peter shook his head and said, "He hopes this thing can heal your wounds, but he is worried about alien life running around outside the cage, so you may have to stay here until the repair is completed."

"And as you can see, I can't change his decision, and I don't have the key to the cage. The symbiote It will provide you with all the energy you need, so you won't feel hungry or thirsty, and maybe after a good night's sleep, everything will be over. "

"Batman's lapdog, huh?" Jason stared at Peter and said, "You listen to him in everything, will you kill for him?"

"I don't kill people." Peter turned his head back, tidied the equipment on his wrist and said, "Usually I don't argue with him, because it's meaningless, I do whatever he tells me to do."

Jason's lips were pursed pale, he shook the bars of the cage vigorously again, and watched Peter turn around to leave. He finally took a deep breath, lowered his head and asked with his eyes down.

"Has Batman really changed? Because of me?"

"I don't know. He was like this when I met him."

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"He asked you to cut open the Penguin's body and put poison in it?"

"You sound a little surprised, but as far as I know, Mr. Oswald is not a good man, and he won't cry until he sees the coffin. In this case, no one has the right to accuse Batman of being too extreme."

Jason choked and thought, I accuse Batman of being too extreme? Since I met Batman, there has been no day that I haven't accused him of not being extreme enough.

"Have you ever seen someone with a mental breakdown?" Peter finally turned around completely, stood in front of the cage, looked at Jason through the bars and said, "Have you ever visited a mental hospital?"

Jason shook his head slowly, but still looked at Peter with stubborn eyes and said, "You can't convince me, kid, you are a latecomer to Batman, and you don't have any principles to uphold in front of me."

"I'm just describing a fact." Peter slowly lowered his head, as if he was recalling something, and showed a hesitant expression, as if he didn't want to say it.

Jason stared at him, annoyed by his attitude. He said, "Do you think there is anything I can't accept until now? I spent a year under the torture of the Joker. Is there anything worse than this?"

"What would you think if I said that the Joker didn't really do anything to you?"

Jason's hand holding the railing was bulging with veins. Peter still maintained that expression and said, "His opponent has always been Batman, not you. You are just a means of torturing Batman."

"Of course, you will think that I must be bragging." Peter licked his lips slowly to relieve his nervousness, but he continued, "One day, I came to the bottomless abyss in a person's mind just out of curiosity."

Peter's body movements obviously increased. He first shrugged his shoulders lightly, and then turned his hands over with his palms facing up to show that he was not hiding anything.

"You can understand that it is part of the Joker, which is the most important reason why I will take the initiative to associate with Batman."

Jason was attracted by what he said. He knew that Peter was telling him that it was not accidental that this young man named Peter Parker appeared in this world, and all this might still be related to the Joker.

"But he is not completely a Joker, he... I don't know what he is, maybe a human, maybe not."

Jason was a little confused by Peter's upside-down words. He finally lost his patience and patted the railing and said, "What do you want to say?"

Peter pursed his lips and said, "Death is not the best evil, and you have the ability to turn it into a gift."

"What?"

"Have you seen a person with a mental breakdown?"

Jason finally realized that Peter would not give up until he got an answer, so he slowly shook his head.

"I've seen crazy people." He answered, "evil, cruel, cold, unreasonable."

"No, I don't mean that kind of people." Peter denied, saying, "Those people are perverted and born bad. No matter how crazy they are, they don't deserve sympathy. I mean those people who are completely mentally defeated."

Jason looked at him, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart. Peter put his hand on the table beside him, slightly exerted force on his knuckles, pursed his lips repeatedly, and then said.

"I saw a memory of Schiller there. Maybe he showed it to me, or maybe he kept it there for everyone to see."

"What?" "A child died. That was his patient, a very poor child with congenital heart disease. He was very unfortunate, but lucky. His parents allowed him to receive treatment in time."

"The operation was very successful and it is foreseeable that as long as subsequent rounds of operations are completed in the same way over the next few years, he will grow into a healthy child."

"But things didn't develop like that." Peter shook his head and said, "His parents gave up on him."

Jason's attention couldn't help but be drawn. He looked at Peter and asked, "Why?"

"Unreasonable, right?" There was a hint of anger in Peter's tone, but it quickly disappeared. He said, "I have long realized that everyone's love is limited, and some people are particularly limited."

"They are not stingy about making good decisions when they are at peace and well-off. In other words, being good itself protects their reputation and brings benefits to them."

"But once the situation changes, not even if it endangers themselves, but if kindness cannot bring them enough benefits, they will make the opposite choice."

Jason understood what he meant. In fact, he had always been very smart, and was even the opposite of Batman in understanding and empathizing with others.

Or he should be like this, because he is not a pampered rich young man. He was born at the bottom of Gotham and has been mixed up in the most chaotic and evil areas of the city for a long time.

The kindness he has seen is very limited, but he has seen countless moments when others abandon kindness.

"That's it, this child's parents gave up on treatment." Peter blinked and said, "While they still had the energy to do so, there was even no need to do so."

"Doctors will feel angry, right? Usually they will be sad, helpless, and disappointed in human nature. It is a very bad feeling to watch the life they tried so hard to save disappear due to the indifference of others."

"But there is something special about this doctor." Peter stroked the edge of the table with his fingers and said, "This is the first time he has known society and humans in this way."

"He didn't feel sad or helpless, he was just curious and wanted to know if they could be so indifferent under any circumstances, so he conducted an experiment using his expertise."

"Maybe it's not that professional, at least... I didn't learn the professional ethics part."

Peter's narration was so cryptic that it took Jason a moment to understand what he was talking about. He asked, "You saw the doctor's memory and what he did to those parents, right?"

Peter nodded and said, "I won't tell you what I saw. I won't tell anyone, but I can describe to you what happened to those parents."

"Are they having a nervous breakdown?"

"Yes, and it is entirely a human influence. The way to do this must be much simpler than you think. It can be said to be a piece of cake."

Peter took a deep breath, regrouped, and began to describe what he saw.

"At the beginning, they would tear off their own clothes with extreme movements, bang their shoulders or heads against the wall, dig into their skin with their nails until their flesh and blood were bloody, and put their fingers into any gap that the other party could reach. Just to tear off one of their organs."

"In the second stage, they began to become confused and no longer made loud noises such as roaring and roaring. Instead, they stayed in one place and cried continuously for more than 20 hours, staying motionless in an extremely weird and uncomfortable posture. "If someone pulls them, they will scream and cry as if they were attacked."

"Then they begin to hallucinate, running away, flailing their arms and kicking legs with enough force to injure themselves, facing empty air, solid walls, or other obstacles that impede their movement."

"They began to regain the ability to speak, but the language had no logic. They kept mumbling one sentence, or describing hallucinations in a toneless tone, and kept mumbling about a certain period of their lives, talking intermittently for several hours. "

"In the end, they begin to become like an ignorant baby, losing all the abilities that a social person should have, seeing everything in front of them as thin but equal, and blurring all understanding of objects."

"They will completely lose their sense of shame and morality, lose everything society has taught them and acquire, have no awareness of what they are doing, and rely on instinct to explore anything. They have no sense of smell or taste, and they can see but cannot recognize. I remember it but I don’t have any idea.”

Peter's tone was shaking uncontrollably, and Jason could hear that he was trying to suppress his fear, because he was the same way. He couldn't imagine what could torture a human being like this.

"What scares me the most is," Peter said, taking a deep breath with the same trembling movement.

"When I see such a person jumping from a tall building and falling into a bloody flower, I want to thank God from the bottom of my heart, thank Him for his forgiveness, and praise His mercy."

The hairs stood on end, and cold sweat poured down the hair on the back of his neck like a waterfall. Jason could almost hear the sound of blood coagulating in his veins, which made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

"So..." Peter took a step forward, with Jason only separated by a cage. He said, "Don't complain about anyone's lack of cruelty. Please, the world really doesn't need more cruel things. There are people who have already made humans suffer this kind of torture that breaks the bottom line in places you can't see."

"If you regard not killing as your bottom line, then if something happens one day that makes you angry and breaks the bottom line, it's just to give them a quick death."

"And if your bottom line is to stop killing by killing, then sooner or later you will meet someone who makes you feel that death is not enough to make up for his crimes."

Peter took two steps back, shook his head and said, "Then you will embark on such a path - death is not the best retribution, you have the ability to turn it into a gift."