Screech—
The sharp squeal of brakes rang out. Poison Ivy had to use all her strength just to brace herself with the hand gripping the steering wheel. She turned to Peter with a look of horror and asked again.
"What did you say?"
The expression on her face plainly said what she was thinking—Are you out of your mind?
Peter turned to look at her. "I'm not crazy. We'll leave the city through another exit, then make another trip to Bludhaven and ask Gordon where he put Joker's ashes."
"I guarantee I can make you accept my plan before we reach our destination, because this really is the best solution we have right now."
"I can't imagine how absurd your explanation is going to be." Poison Ivy let out a long sigh, but she still stepped on the accelerator. One hand held the wheel while the other rested outside the car window. "Actually, we all know this city belongs to Batman and Joker. Anything involving them is unbelievably insane. Nobody wants to get involved."
"That's exactly the problem, ma'am." Peter's expression remained serious. "Maybe you think Joker dying was a good thing. I do too. He was a criminal guilty of every imaginable evil; no punishment would have been too harsh for him."
"But death wasn't the best punishment. He even received a gift through death—he merged with Batman."
Poison Ivy looked at him in confusion. Peter sighed and said, "I'm guessing the blood Joker injected into Batman back then affected him."
"I don't actually know what complicated entanglement existed between them. I only know that if a fortress is impregnable from the outside, anyone with even a little intelligence would think of breaking it from within."
"I think all those previous plans involving Titan Toxin to kill Joker may