"What happened? Are they all crazy? The One-Eyed Director looked at the surveillance footage that Hill sent him, and couldn't help but be furious.

The entire two-story building is rioting, and it is gradually spreading outward, which is preparing to turn the sky upside down! Is this still the S.H.I.E.L.D. he leads? Is this still a selection of elite agents? The One-Eyed Director now seriously doubts that the staff in charge of psychological counseling and assessment of S.H.I.E.L.D. have all neglected their duties, otherwise how could there be so many mentally unqualified personnel in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I don't know," Hill replied helplessly as he looked at the colleague in front of him who had finally managed to restrain him from fainting, "I just listened to him keep talking about the virus, and he was going to die." However, after a cursory examination by our medical staff, it was found that the person only seemed to have some mental problems, and there was no other cause of the body except for some scratches and bruises. ”

"Mentally?" The one-eyed director pondered for a moment, and then directly ordered, "What is the cause?" Have you checked it out? ”

"This is clear......" Hill then explained as he sent the surveillance footage he had gathered to the One-Eyed Director.

"So the origin of the matter started with this search group?" The One-Eyed Director asked in a deep voice.

Hill nodded, "Yes, Director." ”

"Find them! Also, cordon off the rioting floors and spray large doses of tranquilizers to calm them down first," the One-Eyed Director ordered.

"Understood!"

It's just that...... Are things really that easy to solve? Is fear gas really a S.H.I.E.L.D. tranquilizer that can be suppressed? The next scene made Hill and them know that the tranquilizer is not a panacea, at least the tranquilizer in their hands is not a panacea.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

"Don't come here!"

……

The tranquilizer spray not only did not calm the rioting S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, but rather poured oil on the fire, making them even more excited. And the reason why these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are behaving this way now is that fear gas really plays a big role. But the atmosphere, the blood, the kind of emotions that these agents have been suppressed by their work, and so on, also make up a considerable part of it.

To put it simply, this group of people has basically entered a state of euphoria similar to adrenaline injections now, so to quell this riot caused by the Joker's lies and calculations, it is not enough to rely on some of the existing equipment of S.H.I.E.L.D., and more people and energy need to be invested. And this is also the purpose of the clown to create this riot.

"Director, this group of people is so violent, I'm afraid we won't be able to block it for too long." Although Hill didn't say it explicitly, even a fool could hear the willingness to support.

At this time, Hill and they are really about to be blocked, and these people in front of them are also Hill's colleagues anyway, and before they understand the reason why they are crazy, Hill is not as bad as suppressing the rebel mob.

Stun shots, electric shock bombs, tear gas and other means are already the limit of their use. And the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on that side who have entered a state of rage have no such concerns, for them, they are all dead anyway, and God blocks and kills God!

Even if the one-eyed director was stupid at this time, he probably knew why the clown caused this riot. What he hoped for was probably for these rioters to restrain the people and energy on their side, so that there would be a gap in the blockade and his opportunity would appear.

What a scheme! No matter how the one-eyed director is chosen, he has a chance to win. The one-eyed director sent more people to suppress it, and there will definitely be gaps elsewhere. Leave it alone, once these rioting agents break out of the blockade, then the riot will definitely spread, and then it will still create favorable conditions for the Joker.

However, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not without a chance to break the game, as long as the Joker himself can be found, then no matter how he calculates, it will be useless. Therefore, the one-eyed director pondered for a moment, and then walked out of the office quickly, and came to the technical department, the general control room.

"Director," the head of the technical department hurriedly greeted the one-eyed director.

"Well," the one-eyed director nodded in response, and asked directly in a deep voice, "How's the investigation?" ”

"I'm sorry Director," said the head of the technical department with a look of shame, "The Joker has strong anti-detection capabilities, so we can catch very few of his surveillance devices, so we can't lock down his specific location and purpose now." ”

"Show me all the images locked on to him," the One-Eyed Director decided to go into battle himself.

"Yes," under the operation of the technicians, the pictures of the clown were soon presented in front of the one-eyed director in the form of holographic projections.

"Modeling, a panorama of the New York branch, and then mosaic those images onto the location where he was found." The One-Eyed Director continued to order.

"Yes!" The holographic projection screen changed again, and a structural map of New York as a branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. appeared in front of the one-eyed director. Then he threw the images containing the clown's image into the construction drawing, and the one-eyed director asked for it in front of his eyes.

It seems that the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s technical department is not lying, and from this holographic projection, the clown's activities are indeed irregular. No way, as the tech lead said, the clown has a strong anti-reconnaissance ability, and these are only a small part of the picture of his activities. It's very difficult to put together a puzzle of random and broken pieces.

However, this difficulty is only for ordinary people, the one-eyed director, as a senior agent, takes one step and sees three steps. Combined with his speculation about the possibility of the Joker entering S.H.I.E.L.D., he still saw some clues from these fragment-like images.

"So that's the case, his destination is actually there, it's really bold!" The one-eyed director squinted and muttered.

"Director," just then, another message came from Hill's side, "We're running out of action, asking for help." ”

It seems that the situation is really tight now, otherwise Hill's personality would not have said the word request. So the one-eyed director didn't talk nonsense, and said in a deep voice: "You hold on for another minute, and the support will arrive immediately." ”

The One-Eyed Director did exactly what he said, and 30 seconds later, reinforcements from the closer area arrived first, successfully helping Hill and them resist the onslaught. Immediately afterward, other support arranged by the One-Eyed Director also arrived, and with the advantage of numbers, the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel who were in turmoil were also frantic for a while. So, Hill and the others finally managed to control the situation.

On the other side, in front of the laser corridor outside the standing arsenal on the sixth floor of the New York Branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., a clown also appeared.

"I couldn't hold on so quickly, I thought they could hold on a little longer. It's really not fun to play with these people, and if you want to have fun, it seems that you have to go back to Gotham. I saw the clown sighing in a pretended gesture, while stepping on tap dance steps, one hand holding the red wine from somewhere, staggered to a cipher machine on the side of the corridor, and began to fiddle with a smile.

He took out the stack of identity cards he was carrying, found one of them and swiped it, then took out a machine with an eyeball on the front end and scanned it in front of the green light.

When the word "passed" appeared on the display of the machine, the clown raised his wine glass again and looked at it, and found that the light he had just seen was gone, and walked to the alloy door at the end of the hallway.

Coming to the alloy door, because the dynamic password to be entered here is changed every day, the clown did not grasp it. Therefore, he directly took out a high-energy special-purpose explosive made by the Ministry of Military Industry under the Wayne Group from his body, and prepared to blow up the door by violent means.

"Bang," the clown who had laid out the bomb figuratively said, and then pressed the bomb switch as he listened.

Rumble! A violent explosion sounded, and the alloy gate that could hold the rocket without damage was directly blown apart by the explosives produced by the Wayne Group, and the clown smiled at the mess in front of him.

But the smile didn't last long, because when the smoke cleared, he noticed a man behind the door, a one-eyed black man.

"Joker, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The one-eyed director said lightly.

He looked at the one-eyed director in front of him, and then at the laser rays that were working again in the rear. The clown couldn't help but shrink his pupils, drank all the red wine in the cup, and chuckled: "It's really nerve-wracking to mess up." ”

"Of course you will play badly, in the face of absolute strength, you have to win every time, and I only need to win you once, so the result is already predestined." The one-eyed director said lightly: "And you don't have to worry too much about it now, because you will have something even more nerve-wracking soon."

This isn't Gotham, and I'm not Batman, so I'm not going to send you to Arkham Asylum. I have a room for you on the island, a special room. ”