Chapter 2201: Filial piety

The flow of the Gotham River is not urgent, its surface is wide and calm, like a large mirror.
Because the whole city can actually be seen as three big islands and a bunch of small islands, this river is more like sea water circling the city and then returning to the sea.
Of course, this approach adds a lot of Gotham features, such as colorful waste water is integrated into it, and a large number of decayed bodies also flow into the river along the sewer.
The famous lunatic asylum is located on Arkham Island, just below the Three Gate Bridge across the Gotham River, like a triangular wedge, stuck between the New City and the Upper East Side.
The overall area of ​​this island is much larger than that of Manhattan in New York, but under the rugged geological conditions, there is not much land available.
The most important part was built a sanatorium covering about one-third of the island, for the top talents of Gotham to live, and there are fully armed security guards to take care of their lives 24 hours a day.
De Anji Sewage Plant is also on Arkham Island, and Batman also knows that there is a secret road there that can cross the Gotham River by cable to the Gotham Power Station on the other side of the river.
But he can't move because of high paraplegia.
He could only lie on a hospital bed in a nursing home, secured by a dozen belts and chains.
Thomas' plan to rule Gotham in partnership with Bain failed. The winner was originally in hand, but the good situation was destroyed by the death knell of another world overnight.
Among them is his own good son's share, he still does not understand his painstaking efforts.
Baine, the Ventriloquist, and many people who had just gone out are now back in this hospital, detained in the darkest place.
In fact, Thomas was not so badly injured earlier. Although Bruce beat him, it only deprived him of his ability to resist, rather than kill him.
But one night after being imprisoned, Bain bought a few guards, slipped into the infirmary where Thomas was at the time, and broke the old man's spine in a classic wrestling action.
Since then, Thomas has been lying in the intensive care unit, with a catheter inserted, listening to the ticking heartbeat monitor.
Except for the eyeballs, tongue and facial muscles, other parts of his body can't move. He feels like he is waiting to die and rot in this scumbag.
Now, he has a lot of time to think about the Gotham policy of ‘villain autonomy’.
In the "City of Bain", he wants to convert the evil people into the ruling class of the city, hoping that they can look at the status of vested interests and manage their property well.
But the most important thing he forgot was that Gotham on Earth 0 was crazier and darker than the city in Flashpoint World.
All the people here are lunatics, no matter good people or bad guys, the whole city is like a living crazy monster that will tear everything to pieces.
It's easier to destroy your own things, and you don't even have to worry about Batman stopping it.
So failure is doomed.
Thomas was wearing a ventilator mask, but his eyes were round, and the ward with no view of the sky prevented him from knowing the time outside, and he couldn't sleep at all.
Not thinking about his failures and serious injuries, but thinking about Bruce's current situation.
He knew what happened to Perpetua. Originally, he planned to retire his son and fight against the evil with the Justice League, because it was too dangerous and should be dealt with by the father. The children only need to stay at home. .
Unfortunately, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.
In spite of this, he is still thinking of his son, hoping that he is safe now and that Perpetua has been defeated.
But since this morning, the guns in the city have not stopped, and the sirens have sounded in the nursing home. The guards who ran by the door showed panic in their footsteps. Worry-free Literature Network
He just couldn't do anything. Even if he tried his best to shout, no one came to answer him.
So he knows, Bruce should have bought him a ‘fully enclosed’ package.
"What a good son, huh!"
He muttered a vague sentence. The difficulty of breathing made him almost unable to pronounce, but he tried to stir the air supply tube in his mouth with his tongue. As long as it was disconnected, his heartbeat monitoring would quickly find abnormalities, and then he would definitely A paramedic arrived.
They are money, and Bruce will give them money for one day.
This is the value, which is now Thomas's bargaining chip, his life.
It is not easy to pull out the tube inserted in the trachea with your tongue, and it is even impossible for people who have not exercised, but he is Batman, and his willpower is enough to support him to make such actions.
After constant trial and repetition of work, he quickly achieved his goal. As the suffocation came, he felt his eyes gradually darken, and at the same time, he heard the alarm sound from the heartbeat monitor.
A few seconds later, as expected, there was a sound from outside the door, a panicked person rummaging for the key, then turned and unlocked.
Someone came in.
Thomas could barely see the tall figure. The lack of oxygen made his vision a little blurred, but it didn't seem to be a medical staff.
In Arkham Nursing Home, whether it is a real doctor or those perverts who study psychology under the name of a doctor, they all wear white coats.
But the one who came to reintubate Thomas now was a guard wearing a riot helmet and heavy body armor.
After the guard entered the room, he closed the door and suddenly became leisurely, his steps no longer panicked, instead he became like dancing.
"Boom, buzz, bounce... spin, jump!"
That’s really dancing~EbookFREE.me~ The guard, with his toes on his toes, danced like a little swan, and came to Thomas’s bed with a funny twist in the air, like a little girl with wind. Landing like a spinning top.
"Huh?"
The patient questioned, and he felt something was wrong.
But the guard just tilted his head and picked up the breathing tube that had fallen off the pillow. At this time, Thomas saw the fingers exposed under the opponent's tactical gloves, and his skin was surprisingly white.
Immediately, the strange guard spoke. Even though his voice seemed a little dull through the helmet, the feeling of joy and madness could not be concealed.
"Oh, you vomited the oxygen supply pipe yourself? It's not good, quack..." The guard skilfully turned over the cart from the side to find some tools, and gave them again within a few seconds Thomas was intubated, and then he sat down on the side of the hospital bed and turned slightly on his side, as if he was about to lie on the patient: "Actually, I understand you. The machine is always cold and impersonal. After my head was chopped off by the death knell last time, I realized that my breathing could be so smooth, hehe."
"Huh?" Thomas, who was biting on the ventilator tube, asked.
This simple cry was understood by the other party, and the person beside the bed reached out and clasped the lower edge of the helmet, and slowly opened it.
He showed the blood-red mouth, almost grinning to the base of his ears.
And a hood with pointed ears that completely covers the eyes and has a steel ring.
"Surprise!"
That grimace leaned in front of Thomas, the messy yellow teeth opened and closed, exhaling the corruption in the mouth:
"Do you recognize me now? Father, I am Bruce and Batman! But don't rush to tears, I have prepared a better celebration plan for your recovery and discharge, hahahahahaha... .."