The crowbar struck Jason the left side of his face, causing Jason to draw a considerable distance on the ground. The effect of the drug seems to have passed, but the pain that was originally hidden is not unexpectedly fed back to the brain, and the body's nervous system may have been paralyzed.

Jason estimated how many bones were broken in his body, and the strike of the nervous system made Jason judge by other senses, the ankle bone of his left foot should be broken, and the ribs should be broken at least 4 or 5 from the sound............. Carefully monitoring the Joker's behavior with his left eye, the vision of his right eye was blurry, hoping that it would be good if it wasn't retinal detachment, and Jason himself couldn't remember how many hits he had.

"Wow, the game has just begun, don't faint"

The clown's nasty voice came over, and the madman's greatest hobby at the moment seemed to be beating Jason.

"Oh, I don't seem convinced."

The Joker crouches down and grabs Jason's hair to lift his head off the ground.

"Hmph, what is your purpose in holding me like this? Want to find out who Batman is from me? ”

Jason asked rhetorically, and the Joker had done nothing other than beating him up since he had controlled him, neither letting him tell him about Batman's secret base nor Batman's weaknesses or anything like that. The clown's behavior is not torture at all, if you have to press an adjective, it is only this guy who simply likes to abuse.

"Hmm~~ It's better for children not to be too stubborn, although this beautiful green eye full of anger fascinates me, but... I don't like disobedient children."

The Joker grabbed Jason's head and slammed it on the floor, then lifted it up again and said:

"And I still prefer the little bat's blue eyes, and by the way, I'm not interested in who he really is."

Jason had no doubt about what the Joker said, and from the beginning it was meaningless to the Joker who Batman was, and he even heard Dick say that a reporter once almost found out Bruce's identity and killed the Joker. To the Joker, Batman is like an indispensable playmate, and anyone who gets in the way of his existence will be targeted by the Joker.

"Phew!"

Jason spat a mouthful of blood on the Joker's face, successfully making the Joker's smiling muscle cramp face lose its smile.

[Hmph, it looks like he's not as crazy as the rumors say.] 】

Jason struggled to squeeze a mocking smile out of his face to confront the madman. The Joker wiped the blood off his face and slammed Jason's face to the ground again.

"The night is still long, little ghost. Really, why don't you laugh, you're a surprise for the little bat..."

The Joker picked up the crowbar on the ground again, and slowly thought about Jason coming over..............

Bruce is chasing Harley Quinn on the outskirts of Metropolis, and when he and Clark go to the suburbs belonging to the Lex Syndicate to investigate the Freeze and Luthor's plot, they find Harley Quinn here, and she seems to be standing with Luther.

Originally, it was planned for him to deal with the Frozen Man, but Clarke's plan to deal with Luthor had to be slightly revised, and he had to catch Harley Quinn first to make sure the Joker wasn't around.

The Joker is far more dangerous than the Freeze Man and Luther, and if left unchecked, he will probably come out at the last minute and hunt them down, including Luthor and Freeze, he can't let such a dangerous guy go where he doesn't know.

"Ha, I'm here"

Just as Bruce pondered where it would be better to intercept Harley Harleyn, Harley Quinn emerged from behind a pile of clutter as if he was afraid that he wouldn't find it.

Bruce squinted and thought, Harley Quinn was undoubtedly seducing him, was this a trap? But he and Harley Quinn had gone around and around here several times, and Harley Quinn had no intention of running away, and the little trash fish she had brought were already lying on the ground, and only she was still dragging him tirelessly.

Is Harley Quinn stalling for time? Is this part of Luther's scheme? Or is it some other reason? Thinking of this, Bruce pressed the communicator:

"Superman"

"I'm tracking down the Freeze and Luther, what's the matter?"

Superman's voice was dull, as if coming from an extremely small space.

"You're frozen"

Not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

"Okay, what's the matter? b”

After the sound of something collapsing, Superman's voice returned to normal, and it seemed that he was out of the freeze.

"Harley Quinn has been stalling here for a long time"

"Are you worried this is Luther's trap? Well, it's a bit difficult, how did you get the freezer? ”

The freezer's air conditioning wasn't a problem for Superman, unless it had some kryptonite powder mixed in it, which Clark had checked with super vision, and although it didn't have kryptonite powder, it had artificial krypton-like substances, and it was clear that they came from that pesky bald head.

But imitation krypton is not kryptonite after all, although it has a certain effect on him, it is not as deadly as kryptonite...

"Ahh Yes.. Ahh ”

Well, that's a bit of a big impact, though not fatal.

"Hot sight hits his helmet"

"Understand"

Hanging up the call with Clark, Bruce turned his attention back to the Harley Quinn who had been trying to get his attention but had been trying to keep him from grabbing it.

Harley Quinn undoubtedly had some other reason. The clown didn't know what he was thinking.

After observing for a while, Bruce determined that the Joker was not nearby, and Harley Quinn seemed to be running out of energy, and Superman had heard that he had caught Freezer and was about to settle the score, and Bruce decided to end the pointless game of cat and mouse.

"Huh? What about people? ”

Harley Quinn poked her head out of her hiding place, but she didn't see the figure she should have seen in her sight, which made her a little panicked, and that was the job that little Pudding had asked her to do.

"You're looking for me?"

The sudden sound from behind scared Harley Quinn jumped out of the hiding place, and after seeing the familiar face clearly, the hammer in his hand unceremoniously smashed towards Batman's head, Batman just shook a little and easily dodged Harley Quinquin's hammer, and then a lasso was thrown and tied Harley Quinn to the ground.

"Where's the clown?"

Harley Quinn doesn't act alone, either with Poison Ivy or with the Joker, especially now that she's still with members of the Clown Gang, then it must have been ordered by the Joker. What the hell is that madman trying to do?

"Oops? I don't know."

Harley Quinn acted as ignorant as she was, her performance was too exaggerated to match her title of Ph.D. in psychology, and her obvious deliberate lying made Bruce's eyebrows wrinkled tightly under his mask.

“.... It's okay, it's the same if you go back to Arkham first."

Not interested in continuing to play with Harley Harleyn, Bruce stood up and sent a message to Gordon, planning to meet Clark.

When Freeze and Harley Quinn are captured, all that is left is Mudface and the Joker.

Harley Quinn looked at Batman's back as he was about to leave, and suddenly a familiar sound came from her phone, which she was hiding in her clothes.

"Aha! Little pudding: Let me bring you a letter."

Bruce stopped leaving when Harley Quinn heard this, and turned his head to look at her.

“... It's news of your red robin."

Seeing that Batman didn't move, Harley Quinn had no choice but to release another bit of news, and this time Batman finally made a move and walked towards Harley Quinn.

"What a ruthless man."

Looking at Batman, who had no vision at all, he complained in a low voice. She wanted to see Batman panicked.

"What letter?"

Batman walked over to Harley Quinn and whispered.

"See for yourself here"

Harley Quinn struggled to puff up her chest, and her tights perfectly represented her plump peaks, as well as the slightest trace of the less obvious bulge in the twin peaks.

Bruce pulled out a batdang, and the sharp blade easily cut through Harley Harleyn's tights, shouting at Harley Quinn "Rascal!" Shameless! Pervert! The words of "etc." completely deaf ears, and pulled out a mobile phone sandwiched between the twin peaks from Harley Quinn's chest, and when he saw the image on the phone screen, his steel-blue pupils contracted violently:

"Where is he?"

"Huh? People's hands are strangled."

Harley Quinn didn't hear the danger in Batman's voice at the moment, and still said her own willful demands, and she was still thinking about using what Batman wanted to know in exchange for her own freedom.

"Where is he?!"

This time, the palm that had grabbed Harley Harleyn's wrist countless times grabbed Harley Harleyn's neck and lifted her whole person up with one hand.

Although everyone said that Batman had the physical strength of human limits, this was the first time that Harley Quinn had experienced it firsthand.

The force of the palm that grabbed her gave her the illusion of being clamped around her neck by iron tongs, so that she had no doubt that her cervical spine would be turned into powder under this high pressure in the next second.

"Again, where is he ?!!?"

This time, Hallie finally heard the murderous intent in Batman's voice, and the hand around her neck made her feel that oxygen was getting scarce.

Finally, from the throat that was not all closed, after squeezing out the address in a different tone, the next second was slammed into the groceries piled up next to her, and the huge impact made the little harley quinn unconscious.

Bruce hurriedly called the Batmachine and contacted Alfred as he flew to the location Harry had given him at high speed.

After Alfred gets the result that Jason's phone has been unable to get through, Bruce wants to beat himself up for his stupid mistake for the first time.

"Oh, it looks like the hero has received the news, so good night little robin"

The clown got up from the couch he was sitting on and glanced at the boy lying on the ground, who didn't know if he was still alive, and was ready to leave the place after putting on his coat.

"Hello hero for me, be a good boy"

As the clown's voice fell, there was a slamming of the iron door, indicating that the people here had left.

After waiting for a while, Jason, who was lying on the ground, let out a muffled cough, slowly raised his head to make sure that the clown had left, and turned over hard, relying on his usual physical fitness, he put his back-tied hand in front of him, but this action had exhausted his remaining physical strength.

Glancing at the lifeless female corpse on the side, Jason struggled to crawl in the direction of the door.

"Oh, I almost forgot, surprise!"

The clown, who had already been away some distance, suddenly remembered something, pulled a button out of his pocket, pressed it down, and left the high ground laughing.

Jason finally crawled to the door, trying to pull the rusty handrail on the door, only to find that the handrail was useless, and the door was locked from the outside.

Turning over and sitting on the ground, there was a dull pain in his chest, and the nervous system in his body seemed to be beginning to recover.

[Hmph, I don't know if Bruce found me first or if I died here first]

Jason laughed at himself as he said that the empty and dark environment always amplifies human hearing, and a small electronic sound interrupted Jason's self-deprecation. Following the sound, I saw a familiar red in the darkness, it was the bell of death........

Bruce turned the Batfighter up to its maximum speed, and it didn't take long for it to appear at the location given by Harley Harleyn, and just as he saw the old warehouse in Harley Harleyn's mouth ready to land, a burst of red turned the warehouse into a sea of fire in front of Bruce.

"Jason!"

Bruce hurriedly jumped out of the plane, relying on the setting of the cloak to find the familiar figure in the fire.

A hand appeared under a few pieces of wood on the ground, and Bruce hurriedly lifted the covering that covered it, not Jason was a blonde female corpse, and she couldn't see what she looked like at all, Bruce knew who she was and finally knew why Jason was in such a place.

Continuing to rummage through the flames, he finally found the person he was looking for underneath after lifting an object that might have been made of a couch.

He picked up the boy carefully, his puffy face and twisted ankles explaining what had happened to him, and his green eyes were still looking straight ahead.

“.............. Jason ...................."