"Master Bruce..."

Alfred looked worriedly at the man who was arming himself, he knew what he was going to do, he wanted to stop him but didn't have the slightest reason to convince him.

“.... What about Harley Quinn Girl? ”

Harley Quinn climbed to the top of the bat lamp, and she really climbed up, the friction between her knees and the ground made her leather pants wear out, and the blood oozing from them stained her entire trouser legs.

“... Mr. Gordon called and said it was a bit dangerous, and the broken rib debris hurt the lungs."

Most of them have a little sympathy for Harley Harleyn. A woman who has never been in love is controlled by a madman who is well versed in psychology and becomes his minion, but even so you have to admire the perseverance of this woman. There were no external injuries on her body, and the fatal injuries came from the inside of her body, and the wounds on the outside of her body were caused by her crawling from her hiding place to the bat lamp.

When she saw Batman fall from the sky, she fainted after saying "Red Hood has captured the Joker", which consumed the last of her remaining strength. Handing Harley Quinn over to Gordon, who followed, Bruce set about his actions.

He followed the location provided by Harley Quinn to the Joker's previous hideout, and found the necessary clues as he expected. The clue was engraved in the most conspicuous position, which was a sign of the invitation of the Red Hood.

From the moment he saw the man, he was constantly speculating about what this man was coming back for. Why didn't he come to himself? Why not go back to the estate? Why.......

The answer was obvious but not acknowledged, and he was afraid that once he admitted it, the nightmare would become a reality.

But reality is reality and doesn't turn into a nightmare just because you don't admit it.

His worst fears finally came.

【Where it all began】

The note that was pressed against the cement pillar didn't even have a password, and this time the clue didn't even have a mocking meaning.

Where it all began? Where to start? It's where Batman was born... Or is it the place where the second Robin was born?

All weapons were loaded and every detail was carefully checked. The enemy he had to deal with this time was far more piercing and difficult than all the people he had dealt with before.

"Where's Dick?"

"I've been preparing to go to Star City in Brughhaven recently, and the death knell suddenly disappeared and then recently appeared in Star City"

That was Bruce's reason for breaking down Dick, but tracking the death knell had always been Dick's task.

“... What about Tim? ”

、“... Master Tim was always in the room."

"yes, look at him"

Bruce walked over to the Batmobile under Alfred's worried gaze, passing by the exhibit Jason. Todd didn't even glance at the display case of his uniform. Before jumping into the Batmobile, he said as if he had thought of something to add:

"Ah Fu"

"Yes, sir"

"Don't tell Dick"

“.... As you wish, sir."

Batman jumped into the Batmobile, and as the vehicle started, the navigation lights lit up in the originally dark cave passages, and the excellent performance of the Batmobile Shunjiang increased the speed to the highest speed, and drove along the navigation lights to the road leading to the city.

Bruce watched the scenery outside the window and quickly retreated, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

If this is the last thing I can do for you... Jason! 】

"What will they call you? Let me think... Well... Zombie! Not bad, ha..."

"You've said this joke five times"

Jason was concentrating on his masterpiece, and the man couldn't afford him to slip up.

"Hey man, it's only three times, and the joke has to be said three times to be the funniest"

"yes, talking three times stinks better than"

From the moment the Joker discovers his true identity, he has been trying to provoke him. This is the usual trick of the clown. Jason had already sorted out his mentality, and chose to ignore the boring guy behind him in his own way, but the nasty chatter was really a bit harsh, maybe he should have cut this guy's vocal belt first, so that he could concentrate on preparing for the next "performance".

Jason's ignorance didn't make the Joker stop his chatter:

"Do you know what an interesting number three is? The triangle is the most stable shape, the three-legged stool is the most stable support, and a family of three is the most stable. It's like Batman, Robin... And the clowns."

"Oh, what a happy family"

Jason's unwavering tone was completely inaudible to his emotion at the moment, and the Joker's attempt to pick out some clues from his unfluctuating tone failed. Not going as planned, which made the clown a little unhappy, looking at Jason's still steady back, his mind spun quickly, and replaced the next sentence with:

"Of course, in the average family, the limit of energy can be covered is generally until the third child, and it is difficult to get attention for the extra children, just like the new Robin"

Jason didn't take the sentence, he was still busy with his own business, taking the time to check if the shadow of the person appeared in the surveillance. The clown's words he didn't seem to hear at all.

"Well... The eldest son in a family is always the most anticipated and concerned, the youngest is always the most favored, and the child sandwiched between the two is simply like a transparent person"

The clown continued to add fuel to the fire. Although Jason seemed unresponsive, with what he knew about people, he only needed to add a slight fire.

"Speaking of which, you were brought out by him after all, otherwise I would have been playing pillow fights with St. Peter in heaven by now"

Jason, who had been busy with his own affairs, finally reacted to the Joker's words, he stopped his movements, turned to look at the Clown, and said:

"It's the funniest joke I've ever heard, you think you can see God"

Jason's answer made the clown even more excited, and a slight laugh came out of his throat, which lasted for a while, and finally when he had laughed enough, he looked at the man who had already played more than a circle more than he remembered with a defiant gaze and said:

"Admit it, even after I did all that to you, you still can't kill me, you're exactly like your 'daddy'"

Jason didn't answer the Joker's words, he just raised his foot and took a few steps forward, and then kicked the Joker in the chest hard, the Joker who was trapped in the chair slid straight backwards for a distance and slammed into the wall before stopping, and when he was about to say something, a sharp blade slashed through his shoulder and stuck into the wall behind him, and the severe pain caused the Joker to cry out.

Jason walked slowly while admiring his masterpiece, and then slowly pulled the blade out, he could have rocked it from side to side to make the clown feel more extreme pain, but not yet, he couldn't let this guy die here.

"Do you know why I like to cut off my shoulders?"

Jason looked at the clown who was laughing and crying, and said as if he was introducing himself.

"First, it hurts; The second bleed was so heavy that it was enough to kill a person in a matter of minutes; Third, it still hurts; Fourth, it's because it hurts."

Pulling the blade off the clown's shoulder, and covering it with a military hemostatic bag, he couldn't let the guy die here.

The Joker's snot and tearful face seemed to please Jason, and he answered the Joker's question with rare kindness:

"You know too little about me, Joker, you see me as a continuation of Batman, and you see me the same way you see Batman. But I can tell you responsibly, if the truth is a small village on Earth, then your guess is still at the edge of the galaxy."

After patting the clown in the face with the extremely sharp serpentine blade, and smearing the clown's blood on his face by the way, he continued:

"You always think that everyone is for you, that you are captured to treat you, that Batman is chasing you because he is obsessed with you, and that the earth is turning to let you see the sun when you are born, just like Harley Quinn..."

Jason wiped all the blood from the blade and retracted it into the scabbard in his arms.

"Listen to the clown, I'm not like you, you don't have a purpose, but I do, and let you live just because you still have some use. By the way, I know some secrets that even Batman doesn't know, are you interested in knowing? ”

"Oh. Oh! What secret?? I like secrets the most."

Jason glanced coldly at the clown who had returned to his previous crazy appearance, as if the scream just now was not him at all, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, looking forward to what kind of expression the clown would leak when he heard his words. He bent down and brought his mouth close to the clown's ear and said:

"You are not as crazy as you appear, or you are not as crazy as you would like to be, and the illusion of madness is just to explain all your own motives for committing crimes. You crave madness, and the best crazy doesn't know anything, it's a pity ..... You're not that crazy after all, man! ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the picture in the monitor, and the protagonist of this game finally appeared.

"Oh, I've finally erased the clown's smile, okay, your 'old friend' is here, but don't let me down this time you're one of the protagonists... Hahahahahaha~~~"