Chapter 82 34. Bat boy, please reflect on what you have done!--[1750]

Barbara sits in her bulletproof wheelchair.

This lost girl no longer had the gentle and generous happiness she had when she first met Mason.

She looked at the height of more than thirty meters above the ground. In this dark night destined to be noisy, a gust of wind blew up Barbara's long red hair, making the girl couldn't help but hug her arms tightly.

She feels very cold.

Not only was he wearing only pajamas, but there was also a chill in his heart caused by the pain of betrayal, like having done something terrible in a nightmare and then found that the nightmare had come true when he woke up.

After waking up, she suddenly found that she had no way out.

"Barbara, what are you doing? Come back!"

Gordon's horrified shouts sounded from behind, and Barbara turned around and saw her father appearing on the roof of the building with her boyfriend Grayson.

Two of the three most important men in my life appeared

"do not come!"

Barbara screamed.

The wheel of the wheelchair spun around so that half of her body was suspended in the air. This sight made Gordon immediately stop and made Nightwing behind him subconsciously throw out the hook to pull his girlfriend back.

But the flying hook lock was knocked away by Barbara swinging the fighting stick.

She is also a former superhero, and she has also received training from Batman. She may not be as talented as the "original Robin" in combat, but she is definitely not ordinary.

"You all know it, but you don't say anything! After bringing me here, everyone chose to remain silent."

The girl in the wheelchair showed a complicated expression, laughing and crying at the same time. She said:

"I know you don't want to tell the truth, but the more you care about me, the more I feel that I am unforgivably sinful! I betrayed Batman!

It was I who betrayed you!

It was me who blocked the Bat Network's distress signal two nights ago and almost caused Bruce to die in Crime Alley. It was also me who helped them conceal the information about 'Advent'.

That person used my access code to enter the Bat Network.

Look at Gotham burning. I was personally involved in all the disasters tonight, and every drop of blood shed by everyone who died tonight is on my hands.

I have personally turned myself into the kind of lunatic I hate most.

The Joker's vicious joke came true, and Dad, and Grayson, and I became as ugly and crazy as him."

"You were just forced, Barbara, it's not your fault!"

Grayson took a step forward and saw Barbara pushing the wheelchair back again.

The sound of broken bricks falling to the ground made Nightwing's hands numb. Even if he could defeat a hundred criminals with his bare hands, he would not dare to irritate his girlfriend again.

He stretched out his hands and said:

"I know that's not what you did voluntarily, I know what kind of person you are, and I know you wouldn't do that! It's not your fault. Be good, don't use other people's mistakes to punish yourself."

"I wasn't forced, Grayson. I did it voluntarily."

Barbara was even more devastated.

She screamed uncontrollably:

"When Jason showed up, when he asked me for help, I. I couldn't control myself. I could pretend to be very good in front of you.

I was even able to hide it from Bruce's inquiries.

But I can't hide the shadow in my heart in front of Jason, because he is just like me!

He has the same experience as me!

He showed me another possibility, and I fell hopelessly into it. Sorry, Dick, I did it wrong. I screwed up.

This is all my fault."

"Who did you just say?"

Yeyi's eyes widened, he clenched his fists and said in disbelief:

"Jason? Jason Todd? Are you sure it's him? We all know that it can't be him! It must be the conspiracy of the Assassins.

You just got fooled by them, we all know how cunning they are."

"He lived, climbed out of the grave, and returned to Gotham to find Bruce and the Joker. He wanted to complete two revenges in this city.

One is the enemy.

One is the family we once had.”

Barbara told everything she knew.

Her expression became numb and desperate, she covered her head and said:

"He hated the Joker for using his mother to lead him into a desperate situation and then brutally killed him, but that hatred was not enough to turn a Robin into a criminal.

What burns more fiercely than the hatred for the Joker is what another person did.

After his death, the man he regarded as his father and mentor not only failed to punish the murderer, but instead brought the Joker who had committed numerous blood debts back to Gotham and placed him in the most secure lunatic asylum.

It was like Zhou Keer came to my door with a gun on that desperate night.

The lunatic shot me in the spine.

He knew that it would not kill me, it would only make me and the people around me miserable for a lifetime.

When I was lying in the hospital bed, I would imagine that my father and my mentor could bring those who hurt me to justice, but all I got in the end was that Arkham Asylum had one more safe person.

But criminals who will eventually escape from prison

How can the Joker still live safely in his cell after hurting so many people?

Why on earth does he have that!"

Barbara tightened the armrests of her wheelchair and stared at the silent Grayson and then at her father who was kneeling on the ground in despair.

She knew the words she said would hurt them.

But the pain buried in my heart must be spoken out on this farewell night.

It's also good as a last word.

Just as a warning.

"Bruce! You coward! It's now, and you still don't dare to come out and face us?"

Barbara screamed.

She knew that Batman was hiding in the shadow somewhere on the roof of the building, and she shouted:

"My paralysis and Jason's death are still not enough for you to put that madman on trial! Sometimes I really wonder whether those nonsense rumors are true!

Are you really playing a deadly game with the madmen in Gotham City that will never end?

And the price of your game is people like us.

I'm not afraid of clowns!

I have come out of the shadow he cast on me, and I will not waste the rest of my life hating a vicious lunatic!

But the shadow you cast on me always hangs over me.

You should protect us.

But you didn't.

After we are hurt, you should give those who wantonly hurt others the due punishment.

But you still haven't.

Not only did you not do it yourself, but you also prevented others from completing that punishment. How many times have you saved the Joker from an attack on him?

Why?

Is it because he is a pathetic lunatic who wants to set the world on fire? Or is it because he is pathetic?

Aren’t we pitiful?”

When she said this, Barbara's voice was hoarse, her whole body was like a maniacal scream, and the violent burst of emotions made her hair fly in the night wind.

She gasped and whispered:

"What can defeat nightmares is never a firm will. I got out of the nightmare brought to me by the Joker, but I couldn't get out of the nightmare called Batman.

I admire your no-kill rule and am willing to follow you, but I know that Batman's soaring in the dark comes at a price.

Jason and I are the price.

I regret helping him.

Not because he hurt you, but because I broke the oath I made under your cloak, and it was me who involved innocent people in this revenge.

I did wrong.

So I should be punished for that."

Barbara turned her wheelchair to bring herself closer to the fatal height of more than thirty meters behind her.

In the final farewell, the gentle girl's face was filled with tears. She said to her father and her boyfriend:
To be continued...