No one in this world can predict everything.
The clouds are rolling and the clear springs are flowing.
The development of all things in this world is just like them, with an unpredictable trajectory of change.
A single move can affect the entire body, and variables bring new variables. Even Brainiac cannot calculate all the possibilities.
But Batman can.
Because Batman makes everyone think he can do it, and everyone will believe he can do it. So every time...
He can really do it, no matter how lucky it is.
And I am Batman.
But I'm not Batman.
I am Chen Tao, a time traveler and an imperfect mortal.
I guess Bruce Wayne too.
But Batman is always perfect.
Therefore, what is important is not who is under the mask, but that the mask is here at this moment.
Batman is here!
I saw Bain yelling into the phone... His voice was lofty and distant, as if separated from my world by a thick film, seemingly unreal, yet seemingly very close.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find a way to get the things back. What? Your leader was kidnapped? Who was captured? Birdman—Zombie—Troglobe-dweller—"
I used an unexpected chess piece to steal his trump card that he thought no one knew - although I still don't know how he knew the location where the Penguin hid the nuclear bomb, and whether there was someone helping him behind the scenes, but all of this is meaningless.
Bane never got the chance to scare anyone with that nuclear bomb again.
I could hear the anger, disappointment, and frustration in that voice, which was what Bane intended to inflict on me.
But now he is reaping the consequences.
I can't believe I did this.
Bane is too focused on the Court of Owls and doesn't know me well enough. And I happen to know him well enough...
Click.
Bain hung up the phone.
He stared at Chen Tao steadily, the rage like a tsunami condensed in his body and finally settled.
"You're good," he said. "You're doing a great job."
A green plant sprout suddenly broke through the flesh on the other side of his body and grew out. Drops of blood seeped out of his skin, and then there was a disturbing squirming sound from that half of his body.
Bane was indifferent. Wearing a hood, it was impossible to tell what his expression was. This change only lasted for half a second, making people wonder if they had seen it wrong.
He backed away slowly. He had already decided to run away, and he knew he could run away. If he wanted to run away, no one could stop him, not even the current Batman.
Now is not the best time for the final battle with Batman.
He was alone and defeated, while the other side was outnumbered.
So he slowly backed away. This kind of backing away seemed to have happened many times before when facing Batman.
The other person's figure slowly overlapped in Bane's eyes.
On the garbage mountain, in the slaughter swamp, right here and now.
He used different methods to escape, different methods to retreat, and Batman just stood there, always.
I really can't accept this.
But it doesn't matter, he is a patient hunter, this city belongs to Batman, and he has countless chances to fail, but he only needs to win once... just once, and the city will change hands.
Even after failing so many times and being forced back by Batman time and time again, Bane never doubted that he could not take the city.
Even after failing so many times, he never doubted himself!
He repeatedly emphasized this to himself.
He said:
"We will meet again, Batman. I am a necessary evil, Batman."
Chen Tao understood what Bain said:
In some philosophical theories, the state social system is considered a necessary evil because it restricts absolute freedom. The system is essentially a suppression and restriction of individual freedom, a suppression, punishment and deterrence of individual evil, and it suppresses the bestial side of human nature.
But this power of the system is given by the people, and Bane calls it a necessary evil, which on the surface is a just reason for his evil deeds, as if his theory is no different from the Riddler's dark bondage and the Joker's bad day.
But in fact, when Bane said this, he was implicitly acknowledging that he represented a just system and order - the order in that cruel world that he learned and became accustomed to in the prison where he was born.
Therefore, for Bane, all his actions are not a challenge to the existing order, but a collision between one order and another.
He kills people, he steals nuclear bombs, he does all kinds of bad things, but he knows that he is an order-abiding citizen, and he abides by his own set of order.
But it is obvious that his necessary evil skipped the most important link of "being empowered by the people", and he is the most thorough dictator.
Chen Tao was speechless that he understood Bain's meaning and saw through his true nature in just two sentences.
Can a normal person really understand Bain's incoherent words
Maybe I'm not that normal either.
Chen Tao thought so.
He tried to turn his head away and pretend that he didn't understand what Bane was talking about, but the understanding look in his eyes at that moment made Bane know what he was talking about.
Bane's masked face broke into a smile.
But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.
"Yes, we will indeed meet soon, and sooner than you think, Bane."
Chen Tao said: "You also heard what the person on the phone said to you, your three subordinates, the three who grew up with you and fought their way out of prison together, the birdman, the caveman, and the zombie.
"I have captured them all."
Bane's slow retreat paused.
"So you understand? The tables have turned, Bane, my brute enemy, and I hope you understand... the tide has turned."
"You can no longer come and go as you please."
Chen Tao told him:
"Four days. Four days later, I'm going to see you in Arkham Asylum. Hehehehehe..."
Chen Tao laughed softly, "Don't worry, I'm definitely not a villain without bottom line. You know, you are the villain in the story, the kind of urban legend that parents use to scare their children. I'm a decent superhero and I won't do anything like killing people."
Killer Croc, who was standing next to him, tried hard to suppress the urge to roll his eyes, then suddenly shuddered again, turned his head sharply, and dared not look at Chen Tao again.
"If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have done anything particularly bad to them. After all, I'm not a demon."
Chen Tao told Bain: "I will just chop them up little by little. Have you heard of the Pool of Lazarus? The Fountain of Youth. I promise you they will never die."
"Of course, you can bring your troops and men with you then, huh
If you think you can use those superstitious and blind criminals, simple-minded musclemen and killers, you can bring them all - if the presence of this group of cheerleaders can give you a little confidence. "
"Four days later?" Chen Tao asked.
Bane was silent.
"Four days later."
He said.