Chapter 631: Let Go of That Innocent Clown
Gotham City!
The wind is still noisy tonight, and the night sky is as cloudy as ever!
A sturdy figure shrouded in black robes stood at the top of the towering Gothic building, looking down at the brightly lit city beneath his feet, hiding filth and filth in the shadows.
The furry moon was blurred, hanging high behind him, stretching his shadow infinitely into the darkness. Against this background, the figure remained motionless like a statue, except for the indifferent eyes under the visor.
Batman – Bruce Wayne! The heroes of Gotham, the Dark Knight who has terrified countless criminals!
Mr. Wayne plays with women every day, often disguises himself as a big bat at to fight crime, and his body is hollowed out to go home and sleep beautifully. Although he is an omnipotent Batman, he is flesh and blood after all, and he also needs to rest.
Thinking about going home, Batman just took a step and took it back, and he was restless in the last two days, always feeling that something big was going to happen. After several days of overtime inspections, he didn't find anything, which made him even more uneasy.
Batman glanced at the city beneath his feet, and several police cars were speeding past a group of bikers, and he watched it all coldly, and finally shifted his gaze to the outskirts of Gotham City.
"Maybe that's where the source of the unease comes in...... Arkham! ”
Just do it, Batman belongs to the action faction, never procrastinate in doing things, return to the Batcave to complete the equipment, and then drive to Arkham. The Batmobile roared all the way, and he took advantage of the limited time to sort out the possible emergencies in his mind, and made a plan from Plan A to Plan Z!
The barren mountains on the outskirts of Gotham City, the black and oppressive woods are dead silent, and on the winding mountain road, two straight car lights are lit up from time to time, and then they return to darkness.
Gotham, a well-known city in the DC Universe!
The so-called Gotham, the prototype of New York, is a virtual city unique to the DC universe and the darkest city in the world, and is famous in the comic book industry for its super high crime rate.
Gotham feels like it's forever dark, and even the scorching sun in broad daylight can't dispel the darkness that envelops the city, as if the city is destined to be ruled by darkness. The darkness makes the city crazy and twists the heart, like an impenetrable cage, making the nerves of the people living in the city tense and on the verge of collapse at any moment.
It is true that ordinary people living in this city that produces freak-type criminals, without a big heart, will be driven crazy nine times out of ten.
As the so-called folk customs are simple and simple Gotham City, the outstanding people are Arkham!
In order to house freak criminals and those driven crazy by them, Gotham City's 5A-level scenic spot + key cultural protection unit - Arkham Asylum was born in response to the call of the times.
Although the psychiatric hospital was built in the early years, it was initially a general hospital for the treatment of mental illness, and then gradually transformed into a super prison. This hospital also accepts psychiatric counseling, but no one comes!
Because Arkham's reputation is so stinky, in the eyes of the citizens of Gotham, Arkham is equivalent to hell, even if he hangs a hospital sign, it can't change the fact that criminals are held here. Except for the real madmen, anyone who thinks they can save it will not choose to seek medical treatment here.
The whistling engine stopped, and Batman closed the car door as usual, flicking his cloak to meet a new challenge, only to be stopped by security guards after just two steps.
"Thank you sir, $15 for parking!"
Batman: "......"
Before Batman could lower his voice and speak, the pot-bellied black security guard preemptively said: "I know you are Batman and a superhero, but this is the new regulation of the hospital, and I can't help it." For the sake of saving the citizens on a regular basis, your chariot that occupies two parking spaces will only charge you for one parking space. ”
Batman looked like an MMP, and said in his heart, "Look at my equipment, it looks like there's a place to stuff money?
The big-bellied security guard understood, signaled Batman to be restless, turned around and took out the POS machine from behind: "Don't worry, we provide humanized services, you can swipe your card!" ”
Batman: "......"
A minute later, Batman swiped his card to sign, and when he was done, he had a small ticket in his hand and a belly full of MMP, so that he walked a little crookedly.
"Thank you, sir, for your cooperation, and remember our slogan: Arkham Hospital, it's as warm as coming home." The pot-bellied security guard waved goodbye.
Hell, I can go home and pay for parking!
Batman walked away briskly and walked straight into the hospital gate, the security guard's anomaly made him more and more sure that the source of the unease was Arkham and that something must have happened in the hospital.
At this time, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning, the lights in the corridor were flickering on and off, and the radio was not playing a lullaby of light music, but a illogical reading, like a schizophrenic chatter talking to himself, occasionally mixed with two extremely nasal humming nursery rhymes, no background music, the kind of cappella.
The infiltrating scene is like being in a horror movie, which makes people sweat and sweat, and the biting cold rushes straight to the door of the head from the soles of the feet.
Batman's heart fluttered, what he feared most finally happened, and he remembered the voice on the radio, from the crazy Joker.
Silently grabbing two batrangs from his waist, he lowered his footsteps and walked towards the private room where the clown was being held. The clown is a criminal he takes very seriously, so he always pays attention to it and knows where he is in the hospital.
Coming to the door of the single room, Batman looked at the empty fence and his heart sank. The clown is missing, and the door to the cell is opened with a key, suggesting that someone has voluntarily released the clown.
Thinking of the Joker's terrifying ability to play with people's hearts, Batman didn't dare to slack off and went straight to the duty room on the floor, wanting to see if the doctors and nurses were sick. Batman ran faster and faster, praying in his heart that he hadn't been too late, and that the Joker was still in the hospital and hadn't had time to leave.
The door to the duty room was open, and Batman was sharp-eyed to see three people around his desk, grinning and glowing with the Joker. In addition, there are two young and beautiful female doctors, and an unknown Oriental face, who is supposed to be Arkham's patient in a hospital gown.
The clown is brainwashing them!
Batman breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was lucky today, and the situation was not too bad. Just as he was thinking, the sound of three people talking came from the room, and Batman remained silent, leaning out the door to hear what was being talked about inside.
Joker: "Three with one!" ”
Duke: "Tube! ”
Quezel: "Yes! ”
Joker: "Crush to death!" ”
Duke: "I can't afford it! ”
Quezel: "Yes! ”
Joker: "Junko! ”
Duke: "I can't afford it! ”
Quezel: "Yes! ”
Duke: "Damn, do you know how to play cards?" Put the clown again, the cards in his hand will be thrown off, he is the landlord, what about your bomb, hurry up and throw it! ”
Joker: "Quack, right A!" ”
Duke: "You have to up!" 4 2s! ”
Quezel: "King Bomb! ”
Duke: "......"
MMP, you're playing this card well, and you're actually using a bomb to blow up your own people!
Quezel: "A 3!" ”
Joker: "Quack, a 6, I won, multiply 120 times, pay for it!" ”
Duke: "Bastard, I'm not convinced, you two are clearly in the same group!" ”
Cracking sound!
The table was overturned, and Duke held down the clown, pressed him to the ground, and beat him in the face.
Duke: "Bastard, I can't kill you today!" ”
Joker: "If you lose, I won't admit it, and I won't play cards with you next time." ”
Duke: "Hey, I'm grumpy! ”
Quezel: "Oh, don't fight, don't fight!" ”
Chickens and dogs jumped in the house, the clown was beaten and rolled all over the floor, and Quezel screamed in horror, not forgetting to hand the folding stool to Duke. As for the outside......
Batman: "......"
MMP, this plot is wrong!
It was supposed to be the clown performing the magic trick of the pencil disappearing, but at the moment of crisis, he rushed in to subdue the clown and save the two innocent victims. Can...... Why is it the clown who is unilaterally abused against?
You guys don't play according to the routine, what should I do with my Plan A-Plan Z?
Batman feels that the world has changed, so strange, but as a righteous Dark Knight, he can't let anyone use violence against the weak. So Batman almost subconsciously rushed to the house and yelled at Duke: "That thug, hurry up and get the innocent ...... Small... Clown...... I put it on. ”
In the end, Batman's voice was inaudible and a little embarrassing, because he himself felt that his lines were unreliable.
The Joker lay on the ground, raised his head with a blue nose and swollen face, and stretched out his hand to Batman, his innocent big eyes filled with tears: "Righteous Uncle Batman, they beat me when they lost the debt, come and save me." ”
Batman gasped, there was a problem, there was definitely a problem.
(End of chapter)