In a second, Irin came up with three ways to deal with it.

Plan A: Hide directly.

Plan B: Recite a mantra.

Plan C: Show a hole card.

Among them, if scheme C is subdivided, C1-C4 can be further divided.

At least.

Time was too short, and Irin didn't have time to make more plans.

If it was the real Bruce Wayne, Irin might not have enough time to think about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

The premise is that –

Is this the real Bruce Wayne?

In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black batmobile has swept in with a terrifying sound!

Yi Rin did not hesitate any longer, and decisively turned on "Run Fast" and "Follow You".

And in the eyes of "Batman", the hateful "riddle gentleman" disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Derivative application that follows -

Shadow has left traces!

Now, "Shadow" has been upgraded to MAX by Irin.

This is not the same as when derivative applications were first developed.

In the case of a 100% decrease in presence, even if it is a face-to-face use of skills, even if Irin can't disappear in the eyes of the other party "unscientifically", he can still let his sense of existence blur in the "perception" of the other party for a moment.

Not to mention in such a high-speed relative motion.

"Batman" and "Gentleman Riddle" staggered by, and in his retina, there was a moment when he couldn't even capture the figure of "Gentleman Riddle" in less than a second.

The night in Gotham, it's too dark.

The Riddle Gentleman's clothes are also too dark.

Moreover, "Batman" is not used to the narrow field of vision after wearing a mask.

All kinds of conditions caused "Batman" to twist the front of the car slightly and pass directly past Irin!

Zi –

But after the mistake, Batman also came back to his senses in the shortest possible time.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, an irrepressible madness appeared in his eyes.

"Dead—"

Batman jerked a strangely shaped pistol out of his belt.

Filled within...... It's a special armor-piercing bullet!

Even if it is the armor of a tank, even if it can't be pierced with one shot, it can still make a hole!

No matter how amazing the riddles of the Riddle Gentleman are, no matter how miraculous the Riddle Gentleman's methods are, "Batman" believes that no one can block the armor-piercing bullet with his flesh.

The riddle gentleman must die!

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the vast number of Gotham citizens!

"Let the world feel the pain from now on!"

“？？？”

Duang！

He...... Suddenly it's out of sight!

It's pitch black!

"Tsk, it's just blinding."

Suddenly a dissatisfied voice came from Batman's ear.

Suddenly, he felt something bite on the side of his neck.

No, it's a knife!

"Let the world feel the pain from now on!"

Batman hasn't had time to regain his sight yet.

The inexplicable lines of the riddle gentleman came to my ears again.

Again, again!

In the next second, "Batman" banged in his head, and he couldn't open his eyes again.

From now on.

……

[Gain Mayhem +20!] 】

The mosquito-legged chaos score acquisition prompt sounded, and Irin finally stopped the dagger that was frantically stirring in the mouth of "Batman".

Beneath the mask, the mouth was a blur of flesh and blood, and something red and white was spurting out of it.

"I didn't expect this 'bat suit' to be so difficult? Damage reduction attributes? ”

Irin struggles to pull the "Batsuit" off "Batman".

Behind the mask, a familiar face of Irin was revealed.

"Sure enough, it's you......"

Behind the mask, it's not Bruce Wayne at all.

Rather—

James Gordon Jr.

Therefore, there is no point reward for killing "Fake Batman" except for a small amount of chaos value reward.

Because...... James Gordon Jr. does not belong to the "legends of the old days" at all.

Through that look, Irin'd recognized that this man in the bat suit was not Bruce Wayne himself at all.

He once had a good drink with Bruce Wayne.

Irin was sure that Bruce Wayne would never look at him with such hatred.

Even if Irin committed a heinous crime in Gotham City.

All the old Bruce Wayne cared about was the answer to the puzzle.

James Gordon Jr.'s expression before he died...... It's hard to put into words.

Irin took one look at it and felt ...... It's quite aggrieved.

Poor sheriff.

Irin's thought about it, and he didn't know if it was because of the declining charm value, which made him brush up his hatred value, and he became more and more proficient.

Basically, if you make a little difference, you will be hated by the characters in the trial, the kind that never dies.

It's like Nie Hongsleeve in the Ghost Fog Mountain......

and James Gordon Jr. in Gotham City......

Irin was actually helpless.

This Apocalypse Knight template seems to be such a ghost animal setting.

Irin silently touched the corpse of James Gordon Jr.

Kill people and touch corpses without leaving a name.

- Good habits.

……

【Bat Suit Change】

【Grade】Epic

【Restrictions】Male, suitable for body shape, charm value greater than 5.0.

[Durability] 2764/3000

[Effect] Gain +30% Strength and +30% Dexterity. "Night Travel", "Slow Descent", "Blunt Weapon Damage Absorption", "Sharps Damage Reduction".

【Description】Can you COS Batman, don't you have points in your heart? Wear it, and you'll be the most mysterious boy of the night.

……

“？”

After reading the "Bat Suit Change" in his hand, Irin's instantly had the illusion that he was offended by some kind of malice in this world.

And slowly put a question mark.

Must have a charisma value greater than 5.0 to equip?

Who to look down on?

The Epic Level, because of the existence of this piece of equipment, represents a piece of "history".

Nature has a unique "personal color".

Like the "Question Mark Scepter" in Irin's hand, or the "Bat Suit Change" in front of him.

Either that or have strict equipment restrictions.

Or maybe you have a complicated way to use it.

Of course, there are types that are easy and brainless, simple and pleasant.

There are no absolutes.

Previously, Irin's circle had heard of an even more ridiculous equipment restriction.

Someone once had a piece of "cursed" equipment that allowed them to curse everyone named "Zhang San" to death face to face.

However, when the attributes of this equipment were revealed, there was no apostle called "Zhang San" since then.

"Huh?"

Wait a minute.

Suddenly, Irin's got another piece of epic equipment outfit.

Carefully compared three times.

"Could it be—"

Irin's pupils shrank, and with a "pop", the "Bat Suit Change" turned into a gray card, and on the card surface was a set of pitch-black and mysterious bat armor, which came to life.

He hurriedly walked to the bat motorcycle, and without the slightest hesitation, fished it out with one hand.

……

[Congratulations on acquiring the "Mount Card" ...... "Batmobile!] 】

“！”

……

……

Meanwhile.

Wayne Building.

Tonight.

Bruce Wayne bed, rarely without a girl lying on it.

He was alone, sitting in a dark room, drinking red wine alone.

He doesn't quite remember what year Lafite was...... It's not expensive anyway.

Outside the Wayne Building, there was already a frenzy.

Looking down, there are occasional explosions and the flash of firearms in the night sky.

Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

He had a rare feeling that Gotham tonight was far more crazy and disorderly than Gotham City twenty years ago.

It's like the madness that a virgin who has been suppressed for twenty years suddenly bursts out when he is faced with dozens of sexy girls.

Although this metaphor is a bit inappropriate.

But Gotham City at this moment does give Bruce Wayne this sense of déjà vu.

"Old friend, it turns out that you were wrong."

Bruce Wayne sighed softly, raised the red wine glass in his hand, and looked in the direction of the mayor's mansion.

Not so long ago, he couldn't get through to James Gordon.

It was Bruce Wayne's special communication tool.

It cannot be blocked by ordinary means.

In other words...... Something happened to old Gordon.

In this crazy Gotham night.

"Since you're here, why don't you have a drink?"

Bruce Wayne chuckled and turned around.

In the corner of the room, at some point, stood a funny clown in a purple suit.

"Hee-hee-hee, good evening, my dear Bruce Wayne...... Retired Batman ......"

Syllable.

Wine glasses fell on the expensive carpet in an instant.

The dark red wine instantly stained the carpet with a large stain.

No!

How can it be!

Bruce Wayne's fingers trembled slightly.

No way!

He didn't show such a horrified expression when he saw the "Joker" who "robbed" the GBC radio company last night.

In fact, there are very few things in this world that can make Bruce Wayne's emotions fluctuate violently.

The criminal who played the role of Joker, whether it was his demeanor, costume, or tone, was very similar to the former Joker.

But in fact, it's just a lot like ...... That's it.

Bruce knew Joker best, and after comparing it with the madman he remembered, he was sure that Joker last night was not the real madman.

Besides, Bruce Wayne is sure.

Twenty years ago, he shot through Joker's chest with his own hands.

Kill Joker with his own hands.

At the same time, it also violated the justice he had always adhered to.

When Batman has blood on his hands, then he is no longer Batman.

and is no longer worthy to administer justice in the dark.

Because, the moment he killed Joker with his own hands, he was no different from the criminals he sanctioned.

Therefore, there were rumors that Batman and the Joker died together twenty years ago.

Because this is all the official information he asked Old Gordon to release.

Also after that night, Batman completely disappeared into Gotham after locking up all the crimes in Arkham Asylum.

It never appeared again.

In short, the clown is dead.

He was sure.

But—

The clown in a purple suit in front of him, when he raised his head and let out a weird laugh, Bruce was shocked.

Whether it is reason, or every cell that trembles involuntarily, as if telling old Bruce-

He's Joker!

A real Joker!

"Impossible! Who are you? Joker is dead! I'm sure of it! ”

"Hey, hey, my dear Bruce...... Why so serious？ ”

The clown smiled, he walked out of the darkness, a strange and sickly smile appeared on his face, but his eyes showed all kinds of mixed emotions.

With three points of amazement, three points of joy, three points of regret, and a point of irrepressible madness.

All kinds of complex emotions appeared on a distorted face covered in paint.

Even the former Batman, Bruce Wayne, couldn't see through the Joker's inner world through those eyes.

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath.

Soon, he calmed himself down.

He had also seen superheroes active in other cities before.

For example, the one that runs very fast.

Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.

There are even those that float up from the bottom of the sea.

The world is not normal.

After a brief moment of shock, Bruce Wayne suddenly sank his face.

"As far as I know, Joker died on that day twenty years ago, and I ...... it myself Burn his body, you ...... Who is it? ”

"Hey, hey, guess? Bruce, we're old friends! ”

Suddenly.

Joker put on another kind smile, and another calm tone, and smiled slightly: "Lord Bruce, I ...... Who is it? ”

This kind smile, combined with the funny clown paint on his face, is incomparably weird.

"Jack Cretz!"

Bruce Wayne's pupils shrank suddenly: "Cretz...... Jack· Crazy？ Joker· Crazy? ”

"Bingo – got it right!! Congratulations to my wise Lord Bruce Wayne for solving the puzzle of the Great Joker, and then, hee-hee-hee, it's time to present the award to my dear Bruce! ”

Joker's body moved, his movements were extremely fast, and when Bruce Wayne reacted, Joker held a syringe in his hand at some point and stabbed it hard in Bruce Wayne's neck.

In the blink of an eye, the dark green liquid in the syringe was bubbling into Bruce Wayne's body!

"You!"

Bruce Wayne suddenly crouched on the ground.

Trembling violently.

That white hair turned golden again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The slightly shriveled body, driven by the drug, became full again in a few seconds, and the loose bathrobe underneath revealed streamlined muscles, and the flesh that seemed to be tempered was full of explosive power.

Bruce Wayne seemed to feel that the power that had been lost for many years was pouring out of his body endlessly, endlessly, like that power, without end.

Peak?

No!

This power is far more terrifying than his peak state.

Bang bang bang.

Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, his back straight, and his sharp eyes, when he raised his eyes to stare at Joker, were like two unsheathed rays, which filled the surroundings with a solemn atmosphere.

Click.

Bruce Wayne clenched his fists.

Shaking his legs again.

It's a wonderful feeling.

This is the body of youth.

Five!

No, I'm going to hit ten!

No, no...... Twenty!

Bruce Wayne was so excited that he almost roared.

But he was Bruce Wayne after all, the one who had once feared all the forces of Gotham.

Martial arts, firearms, willpower, and endurance can all be called existences that have reached the pinnacle of human beings.

He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart in the shortest time, and he did not forget that in the room, there was still a figure standing who could be called his lifelong enemy.

"Why?"

"Because—love!"

Joker suddenly laughed maniacally, flipped his palm, and a sharp dagger slipped from the cuff of his suit, and the whole person was like a ghost, and instantly rushed in front of Bruce Wayne.

But Bruce Wayne is not in the same shape as he was minutes ago.

It is no exaggeration that he feels even more robust, more durable, and more powerful than the Batman of yesteryear...... Also stronger.

This feeling is like being reborn!

But he couldn't figure out why Joker had come to himself with such a show.

He couldn't figure it out, that night, he obviously killed Joker with his own hands, so who was Joker in front of him?

He also couldn't figure out what kind of thing was the drug that Joker injected himself, which could make him regain his youth when he was dying.

All this ...... It's all a mystery that won't be solved for a while.

Bruce Wayne didn't have time to think about it.

Because, at this very moment, the clown is already scuffling with him.

The whole of Gotham City thought that Joker would become the Lord of Darkness because of his mad will and treacherous criminal methods.

But Bruce Wayne is well aware.

A true Joker, and a master of martial arts!

A monster that rivals him in intelligence and strength!

And it's ...... Crazy and unscrupulous monsters.

But gradually, it was Bruce Wayne who had the upper hand, Joker's speed became slower and slower, and a lot of Bruce Wayne's heavy fists also fell on Joker.

Click.

Suddenly.

Bruce Wayne felt something was wrong.

His punch not long ago obviously broke Joker's ribs.

But Joker just laughed maniacally and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then got back up alive, seemingly unaffected.

“？”

Joker suddenly smiled and pointed to Bruce Wayne's arm.

Bruce Wayne looked down.

There was a wound there.

I don't know when the wound was cut by Joker's dagger.

"This hurts ......"

He was about to say that the injury was not painful at all.

But the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

Wounds, wounds, wounds are healing fast!

“Surprise~~~”

Joker suddenly laughed wildly, and in Bruce Wayne's horror, taking advantage of the momentary relaxation of this man with iron will, he suddenly flashed in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.

A stone's throw away!

Bruce Wayne could even clearly distinguish the wrinkles on Joker's face that were squeezed out of the inferior makeup.

"I came to 'this one' Gotham...... It's been a long time...... Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Your father, Thomas Wayne."

"Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, with all due respect, she's really beautiful......"

"Your wife, Catwoman, Selina Kyle...... Hey, she's really spicy! ”

"Your old butler, it seems...... Called Alfred? ”

"Actually...... Their deaths...... I planned it all! Truly—"

Joker smiled.

The dagger in his hand took the initiative to slash at his chest.

Cut along the texture of the skin little by little.

Behind the texture, there are the miserable white ribs.

Joker suddenly sharded.

He threw the dagger aside.

Follow the two rows of ribs and open your chest vigorously.

There—

There is a bright red heart.

Poof, poof, poof!

Joker looked up, his face still smiling.

"Look, Bruce, hey, I'm doing this because of love!"

Rumble!

In an instant, Bruce Wayne's mind was like a thunderbolt from the sky!

He had already felt that the deaths of those around him were unusual.

It's as if there is a black hand behind the scenes, manipulating everything.

It's just that even Bruce Wayne can't find out the real reason for all this.

What a coincidence...... It's really just like a coincidence.

He suddenly realized that Jack Creez had been hovering around Bruce Wayne many years ago as an "old friend of his father" and as a kind doctor!

No flaws!

"Hey, hey, hey—" Joker suddenly smiled coldly and lowered his voice.

"My dear Bruce, Boom...... I'll tell you a little secret~ The person you killed was Joker, and I, hey, hey, was also Joker...... But it's 'another' Joker—"

“！”