The current of the Gotham River is not fast, its surface is wide and calm, like a large mirror.Because the whole city can actually be seen as three large islands and a bunch of small islands, the river is more like the sea circling the city and then returning to the sea.Of course, this has added a lot of Gotham features, such as the colorful waste water being incorporated into it, and the large number of corpses of varying degrees of decay flowing down the sewers into the river.The famous madhouse sits on Arkham Island, just below the Three Gates Bridge across the Gotham River, like a triangular wedge between the New Town and the Upper East Side.The overall area of the island is much larger than that of Manhattan in New York, but there is not much land available for use in the rocky geological conditions.The best part of the world was built to house about a third of the island's sanatorium, home to Gotham's best talents, with heavily armed security guards taking care of them 24 hours a day.The De Angie Sewage Works is also on Arkham Island, and Batman also knows that there is a secret passage there that can be crossed by cable across the Gotham River to the Gotham Power Station on the other side of the river.But he couldn't move because of high paraplegia.He was confined to a bed in a nursing home, held in place by a dozen belts and chains.Thomas's plan to partner with Bane to rule Gotham fails, and the victory is in doubt, but the good situation is destroyed overnight by the death knell of another world.Among them is also his good son, who has never understood his painstaking efforts.Bane, the ventriloquist, and many others who had just been released had now returned to the hospital, imprisoned in the darkest of places.In fact, earlier, Thomas's injuries were not so serious, and although Bruce hit him, it only deprived him of the ability to resist, not a dead hand.But one night after he was imprisoned, Bane bribed some of the guards, slipped into the infirmary where Thomas was at the time, and broke the old man's spine with a classic wrestling move.Since then, Thomas has been lying in the intensive care unit, with a urinary catheter inserted and listening to the ticking of his heartbeat.Except for his eyes and tongue and facial muscles, he couldn't move any part of his body, and he felt like he was waiting to die, rotting away in this place full of dregs.Now, he had a lot of time to think about the Gotham policy of 'wicked autonomy'.In 'Bane's City', he wants to convert the wicked into the city's ruling class, hoping that they will manage their property as vested interests.But he forgot the main thing, that is, Gotham on Earth 0 is crazier and darker than the city in Flashpoint World.Everyone here is crazy, good guys and bad guys, and the whole city is like a living crazy monster that will tear everything apart.It's easier to destroy your own things, and you don't even have to worry about Batman stopping it.So failure is equivalent to doom.Thomas was wearing a ventilator mask, but his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't sleep at all because he couldn't know what time was outside the hospital room when he couldn't see the daylight.It's not that he's thinking about his failures and serious injuries, but he's thinking about Bruce's current situation.He knew about Pepetua, and he had originally planned to let his son retire and fight the evil god with the Justice League himself, because it was too dangerous and should be faced by the father, and the child just had to stay at home.It's a pity that the plan can't keep up with the changes.Still, he was thinking about his son, wishing that he was safe and sound, that Perpetua had been defeated.But since this morning, the gunfire in the city has not stopped, and the sirens have sounded in the sanatorium, and the guards who ran outside the door were panicked.But he couldn't do anything, even if he tried his best to shout, but still no one paid attention to him.So he knew that Bruce was supposed to buy him a 'fully enclosed' package."
What a good son, huh!"
He muttered a vague word, and he couldn't pronounce it with breathlessness, but he tried to use his tongue to provoke the air supply tube in his mouth, as long as it was disconnected, his heartbeat monitoring would soon find an abnormality, and then a paramedic would definitely arrive.They are the money, and if they live for a day, Bruce will give them money for a day.This is the value, which is Thomas's bargaining chip today, his own life.It was not easy to use his tongue to push the tape and pull out the tube inserted in the trachea, even for people who had not exercised, but he was Batman, and his willpower was enough to support him to make such an action.After repeated attempts and repetition, he soon achieved his goal, and as the suffocation sensation came, he felt his eyes gradually darken, and at the same time, he also heard the alarm sound from the heartbeat monitor.A few seconds later, sure enough, there was a sound outside the door, a panicked person, rummaging for the key, and then turning and unlocking.Someone came in.Thomas could barely see the tall figure, his vision slightly blurred by the lack of oxygen, but it didn't seem to be a paramedic.In the Arkham sanatorium, both real doctors and perverts who study psychology in the name of doctors wear white coats.But now the one who came to re-intubate Thomas was a guard wearing a riot helmet and heavy body armor, and he couldn't see his purpose at all.When the guard entered the room, he closed the door with his hand, and suddenly became more leisurely, and his steps were not flustered, but became like dancing."
Jump, jump, spin, jump!"
It was really dancing, and the guard came to Thomas's bedside on tiptoe like a little swan, and landed like a little spinning top with the wind in a comical mid-air twist."
Huh?"
The patient asked, and he sensed a little that something was wrong.But the guard just tilted his head and picked up the snorkel that had fallen on the pillow next to him, and at this time, Thomas saw a few fingers exposed under the opponent's tactical gloves, and the skin was surprisingly white.Immediately, the strange guard spoke, and even though his voice was a little dull through his helmet, the joy and madness could not be concealed."
Oops, did you spit out the oxygen supply pipe?
It's really not good, quack quack" The guard skillfully rummaged through the side of the cart and found some tools, and within a few seconds he re-intubated Thomas, and then he sat on the edge of the bed, turning slightly sideways, as if he was going to lie on top of the patient: "Actually, I understand you, the machine is always cold, without a little human touch, or after my head was cut off by the death knell last time, I knew that my breathing could be so smooth, hehe." ”"Huh?"
Thomas, biting the ventilator's tube, asked.This simple cry was understood by the other party, and the person next to the bed reached out and grabbed the lower edge of the helmet and slowly lifted it.He showed his blood-red, big, almost ear-grabbing mouth.As well as a pointed-ear hood that completely covers the eyes with an underwired ring."
Surprise!"
The grimace leaned in front of Thomas, its messy yellow teeth opening and closing, and exhaling the breath in his mouth: "Do you recognize me now?"
Father, I'm Bruce, and I'm Batman!
But don't be in a hurry to be moved to tears, I have prepared a better celebration plan for your recovery and discharge, hahahahaha"