Click! The mayor's fist hit the table hard.

"What's going on? The son of the late billionaire murdered the Joker? Why are the daily newspapers in Gotham reporting on this? Why are there people protesting marches?"

Gordon frowned, "GCPD (Gotham Police Department) suddenly received a tip before, someone reported that the trace of the adopted son of billionaire Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, was found on the rooftop of Gotham's abandoned chemical factory. I hope we will organize the rescue.

And…Batman seems to have gotten the same news, the design is too meaningful.”

"Anyway, Jason Todd's murder is irrefutable."

The mayor said helplessly, "The people at the bottom were like crazy, completely ignoring the crimes committed by the clown not long ago.

They were all shouting: This is the crime of capital, another murder of capital for the people... The mental illness turned into a saint in their mouths... They asked capital to pay the price for the crime of murdering the clown..."

Gordon looked at the mayor silently, and the mayor rubbed his hands uncomfortable, "I know Jason is the victim, and that poor guy has been tortured for more than a year...

But... the above meaning is that class opposition cannot be created because of this... Gotham's social contradictions must never break out now.

So, you know, people always have to pay for their impulses…” Gordon sighed and turned around and walked out of the mayor’s office.

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In Wayne Manor, "Master, they hope to sentence Master Jason for murder."

"I get it." Bruce looked at the night sky outside the window in silence.

"Afu, when I thought I had returned from my studies, I took to the streets alone and launched a campaign to fight crime, and it ended in a crushing defeat."

Bruce was a little confused, "The young prostitute I wanted to save helped the pimp attack me instead. The police who collected the protection fee also shot me and injured me. I was almost on the verge of death."

Ah Fu was silent.

"In this city of sin, bureaucrats are friends of gangs, police are accomplices of criminals, and the law is nothing more than a piece of paper...

Some people manipulated this public opinion, some people took advantage of the lower class, among them were clowns, conspirators, poor citizens and real idiots. Some people wanted to trigger riots again and cause chaos."

“I’ll always be old, but Gotham needs Batman.

So I adopted Jason, who was my hope, and I loved him.”

Bruce closed his eyes in pain, "But I'm not a good father...I don't know how to express it...

I only know how to train him to be Batman; but I don't want him to be hurt, so I deliberately demanded him, and he almost never enjoyed it, Ah Fu."

"Yes, I know everything..." Ah Fu gently patted Bruce on the shoulder.

"In the night after night of Batman's career, Bruce Wayne's self-awareness became increasingly indifferent, his life became more and more false, Batman seemed to be my whole body, Bruce became a mask instead... Jason's appearance changed me, like a long anchor."

Bruce made an exception and took a sip of wine. "But I can't save him the fuck. This will ruin Gotham and make the clown succeed."

Bruce was incredibly painful, and as Batman, his fists could knock down any enemy.

But this time the opponent is not any super criminal he has faced, nor is it a terrorist attack or alien invasion...

The one who stands high in the cloud to judge Jason is the citizens he protects, the rich class like him, and the city of Gotham itself...

Yes, the clown, a terrorist, a serial murderer, and a crazy mentally ill man, now seems to have become a symbol of the spirit of democracy, an innocent person who falls under the butcher knife of the capitalist, and a representative of the citizens.

People held up the clown's banner and demanded punishment for Jason. This ridiculous scene happened in Gotham in harmony.

"I will ask the best lawyer to defend him." Bruce drank it all, and at this moment he was no longer the omnipotent Batman, but just a lonely and powerless father.

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"So, will I be sentenced?"

Su Yu asked calmly in the Gotham Police Department temporary prison wearing prison uniform and handcuffs.

"Yes, Master Jason...but I have tried my best to fight for you. Next, you just insist that it was the clown's abuse that caused you mental disorder. There is a high probability that you only have to stay in the Arkham Asylum."

"How long?" Su Yu moved his neck, "Uh... until he recovered..." The bald lawyer wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied carefully.

"Recover?" Su Yu smiled sarcastically, "What is the standard? What is the basis? If some people think that I can only come out after recovering, I am afraid I will never come out, right?"

"Master Jason...it's really a big deal this time. Countless people watched you shoot the clown, and your identity is just more sensitive..."

"I understand, thank you for your help, Mr. Conner." Su Yu interrupted and politely asked him to leave.

Outside the prison, a team of fully armed personnel soon came, "Are you so impatient?" Su Yu looked at them quietly.

The team of armed personnel was very vigilant. When the two team members stepped forward to escort Su Yu, several people raised their guns and pointed at Su Yu's head. Even several red dots appeared on Su Yu's body.

"Note that the prisoner has the ability to kill the clown, and is evaluated as mentally ill and extremely dangerous! If necessary, shoot is allowed." Someone did not hesitate to issue orders on the walkie-talkie.

Su Yu's mouth began to have a trace of curve, which was really ironic, he thought to himself.

On the way to Arkham Asylum, Su Yu sat in a police car and watched the protesters marching on the street. They even carried the clown, the mask of the madman who tortured him, holding up slogans and shouting loud slogans. The clown was so innocent in their mouths...

"This is the city I fight for, is this the people I protect?"

"How will this city change? Who will change it? Are the protesters who shout slogans, destroy this city, and turn it into devastated? "

Su Yu was a little confused about it... They were just entertaining themselves in a violent carnival, and they could not change anything.

These citizens he once fought for and determined to protect, the city sent him into a madhouse. Thinking of this, the curve of Su Yu's mouth became bigger and bigger, "Hahaha...hahaha..." He laughed, and the armed personnel guarding left and right next to him raised their guns vigilantly, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Yu tried hard to sway his hand that was being slapped, "No... nothing... hahaha, I just remembered a joke... hahahaha." He laughed so happily. In more than 20 years of life, he had never laughed so happily.

A police armored vehicle drove to the door of Arkham Asylum. After the stop was stopped, several armed personnel present pointed their rifles at the door.

The man in the driver's seat jumped out of the car and trotted and opened the keys to the rear cabin.

He opened the door and raised his gun and took a few steps back. Then, four escort officers armed to the teeth came out of the car behind the armored vehicle. There were two soldiers inside, one with one hand, grabbing Su Yu's arm and leading him out of the armored vehicle.

"Mr. Dean, there may be many upper-level figures in the future to trouble you for this prisoner. Mr. Wayne also hopes that you can take care of him in there."

A man in a suit shook hands with a white coat and said kindly. "Of course." The dean said with a smile, "I will take good care of him." He said this, but his eyes were filled with an unknown light.

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In the afternoon of that day, Su Yu was replaced with a restraint suit that he only used in a mental hospital. The sleeves of his hands were connected behind him and fixed them with belts at several joints.

He wore an iron hood on his head, and his entire head was wrapped tightly. Only a mesh-shaped vent hole was left in front of his mouth. He would definitely not see anything at all, and his hearing and smell were probably affected. In the once mad asylum, only the clown had this treatment. Ironically, Su Yu has enjoyed it now.

The dean walked to Su Yu's side, lowered his voice and said, "I know who you are, and what you did. But here, I am God!"
Chapter completed!