What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have 89

Chapter 89: Backstab

“This isn’t our plan,” Bane said.

“You—” the Joker started to say, but was cut off by the Joker’s sudden interrupting gesture.

The Joker let out a low, pained murmur, like a mistreated little dog, his face scrunched up in a sulky expression.

“Plans, plans, plans, humph. Always plans.”

“Everyone has plans, everyone loves plans. Oh, look at me.”

He rubbed his pale face with both hands, then clapped them together and displayed his fake smile to Bane.

“I’m a crazy person, a crazy person! Look at me, do I look like someone who follows plans?”

“You’re like a dog chasing a car,” Chen Tao replied, reciting a standard answer.

Those numerous analysts before him had already dissected the Joker’s essence:

“Even if you really caught up, you wouldn’t know what to do with it. You’re just doing things for the sake of doing them.”

Of course, Chen Tao was well aware that these conclusions about the Joker were like blind men feeling an elephant, and all the results were just a glimpse of the iceberg.

Chen Tao reminded himself inwardly.

These conclusions couldn’t fully understand the Joker, who was an unpredictable, chaotic person. Even someone as intelligent as Lex Luthor couldn’t entirely predict his next move.

Therefore, we must adapt to the situation and make decisions accordingly.

“Oh, sweetie. It’s nice to know you understand me,” the Joker said, feigning emotion.

“You’re more considerate, unlike Bane, who’s always making plans—although you’re also making plans,” the Joker continued.

“I’m so tired of plans recently. The Court of Owls has plans, the cops have plans, and even Bane has plans.”

“You’re all so annoying, always grasping your little worlds tightly in your hands.”

“Hmph, but you know…”

The Joker said with a light tone, “I’m not counted among those plotters—

Then, without warning, his tone suddenly turned dark and violent:

“I’m the one who makes those plotters realize how pitiful and laughable their efforts to control everything are! Hahaha!”

He laughed so hard he doubled over.

Then, he suddenly straightened up, looking nonchalant, and continued speaking:

“Oh, I apologize for my impulsiveness. I truly hope I can restrain my crazy laughter, but it’s just so special… the way it resonates in my brain.”

“Joker, that’s enough of your useless nonsense.”

Bane said, “Where’s the nuclear bomb I gave you? You should’ve detonated it. You ruined everything. You did something stupid, Joker, far below your villainous level.”

“We could’ve completely defeated Batman.”

Bane concluded, “This is a betrayal. I had higher expectations of you.”

“You had expectations of me?”

The Joker asked, his smile vanishing instantly. “You dare to?”

Bane pressed a button on his wrist, and the toxin began to flow into his body again:

“Batman, sorry, but before our final confrontation, I need to clean up an unexpected situation.”

He even apologized to him; I’m dying from laughter.

Chen Tao felt like he’d become a contested gift, and this feeling was too weird.

He crouched quietly on the side, observing the situation, and through the communicator in his hand, he gave silent orders to the many people outside:

Be ready to intercept the possible nuclear bomb launch at any time!

“I never took you seriously, Joker, hahaha…”

Bane said, “Do you think I wouldn’t be prepared for your betrayal? Hahaha!”

“But I thought you could at least help me attract some of Batman’s attention—hahaha!”

The Joker burst into laughter: “How could I… Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

“What’s going on?”

Bane covered his mouth, starting to realize something was off.

“How could I, I clearly anticipated you’d put laughing gas in the Titan Toxin I used to strengthen myself, so I took precautions! Hahaha!”

He lost control of his laughter: “I carefully checked every cup of water, every edible thing you handled, I never ate anything, you had no chance to—”

“Enough, stop laughing!”

But Bane was unable to control his unstoppable laughter.

“I’ll kill you. Hehehe…”

Bane said, “I’ll kill you. I’ll cut open your brain and make every nerve burn in endless pain and suffering, making sure you never rest—ahahaha!”

“Oh, I’m truly going to be afraid and hide in my little shoes. Keep it up, Bane. Maybe you can imagine something truly terrifying, hehehe…”

The Joker revealed the answer: “It’s the air. Do you remember when you came to find me that time? That ridiculous pre-war scheme? You came to discuss your laughable ‘plans’ with me?”

“Impossible,” Bane said. “I’m an expert in pharmacology, I understand the composition of drugs. Even if you could make a delayed toxin, it’s impossible to precisely control the physical condition of every individual…”

He said, “Logically, the stronger the individual, the longer the drug takes to act, haha… If you really did concoct a delayed toxin, the soldiers who were with you in the same room should’ve been affected before me, unless the toxin is…”

“Not at all, smart Bane!” The Joker laughed:

“Looks like you finally understood, I designed a new formula for you! You know, it’s the love and care in the Joker’s gift package that makes you come back for more! Of course, that’s if you can survive tonight…”

“Oh, heaven, Bane. I’m a cultured villain, and I understand you. We’ve been together for so long, haven’t we?”

The Joker squatted in front of Bane, who was laughing with his mouth open, holding his belly.

“You may have defended against me, you may not have trusted me from the start, but you’ll always be Bane. How boring, you’re always so predictable, trying the same thing over and over. How funny.

You really think you’re chasing something meaningful?”

“You’ve exhausted your brains, coming up with all sorts of new tricks, but in the end, it’s just those old routines the Romans and Maronis used to play, Bane.

Defeating Batman, ruling the city, building your own dark empire, using hostages to threaten heroes… it’s all too predictable, and it kills the humor.”

(End of chapter)

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