"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, and you didn't know me, we—"
Amid the night rain came a demonically hoarse voice distorted by a voice changer. Hearing a tone straight out of Hell in weather like this was enough to raise goosebumps all over anyone's skin.
Diana rubbed her arms. She understood Chinese perfectly well, but why was Deathstroke bringing up ten years ago?
Su Ming merely hummed the song as he crouched at the edge of a rooftop, watching the embers in the direction of Wayne Tower gradually die out as the whole city returned to calm.
Only Doctor Manhattan knew where those missing ten years had gone. But according to relative theory, Flashpoint had rebooted all worlds and brought every Earth into the N52 era simultaneously, while Rebirth had been Manhattan taking away ten years, causing the Main World to progress ten years ahead of the others.
Adding the two years of story differences caused by the temporal turning point, there were twelve years' worth of events in the Main World that The Batman Who Laughs knew nothing about.
However, probably only Manhattan knew what had happened in those ten years. Su Ming could not find him now. Even after using Comedian's Badge, that bizarre space was still empty.
He knew Manhattan was there. He was quantum; he was everywhere.
Death had said he had died long ago, but perhaps the Manhattan she had known was dead while the quantum still existed.
Su Ming was no physics expert. It was not that he could not research those theories at all, but the investment simply did not justify the return. His talent did not lie in that field.
Professionals should do professional work. Batwoman should solve cases, while Deathstroke only needed to figure out how to kill the