In Gotham City, a residential area, a series of gunshots alarmed a large number of residents. The terrified neighbors immediately called the police, and the Gotham Police Department soon discovered the Joker's second murder.

Roy, as a special adviser to the Gotham Police Department, was naturally called to the scene again.

"There is no trace of lockpicking." Gordon introduced Roy in the hallway, "But there's a broken window, and we guess he came in through it." ”

"Let's take a look at the scene before jumping to conclusions." Roy said and walked into the bedroom.

It was another tragic and terrible death, the dead were also faced, and there was a shocking pool of blood on the ground.

"That madman took the dough away." "God knows what he's thinking." ”

Roy scrutinized the shocking corpse. The deceased sat on the ground, holding a pistol in his feeble hand. A bloody hole in the temple was almost certainly fatal. If it weren't for the precedent of the Joker killing another person not long ago, this Mr. Patrick would have almost been suspected of suicide. The gentleman held the gun in his right hand and his left hand dangling in an unnatural position, and Roy did a few simple tests to confirm that his left hand was dislocated.

Roy frowned and pondered for a moment, then stood up and recorded every corner of the room into his brain's repository through his eyes, not missing a single detail.

"The poor fellow's name is Patrick Juric, and he has confirmed that he has worked for the Joker in the past, and has pulled the Clown mask out of his closet. It's not hard to imagine why so many thugs want to run away from the clown, and it must be very torturous to follow in the footsteps of such a madman. Gordon said with emotion.

Roy didn't seem to hear, still going on with his work, observing, thinking.

"Did you notice a lot of bullet holes in this room?"

Gordon shrugged: "Of course I did, it looks like he tried to fight the Joker with the gun in his hand, but in the end he failed." ”

"So you're saying that the Joker shot him in the head with a gun to the temple, cut off his face, and disguised himself as Mr. Patrick had died by suicide?"

"It looks like so."

"Don't you think that sounds weird? Why pretend to be a suicide, I mean, when it's clear at a glance who the killer is? ”

"Yes, but the Joker's case is weird." "You can't expect everything he does to be meaningful," Gordon said. ”

Roy asked again, "I guess he left his business card this time as well?" ”

"On the bed in the bedroom, of course." Gordon said as he handed Roy the physical evidence bag, which contained the same King Playing cards as last time.

Roy gave the poker back to Director Gordon with a casual glance, saying, "I believe Mr. Patrick did die by suicide, Director Gordon." ”

Gordon looked incredulous: "Your head didn't burn out, did you?" The clown left his business card and cut off the guy's face. Or are you saying that he threw a playing card on the bed to the clown in order to blame him, and cut off his own face before committing suicide? ”

"That's obviously ridiculous." "We can also easily tell from the bleeding on his face that he was cut off after the blood stopped flowing, so that assumption is not possible." ”

"Of course not! I'm just spitting out. Gordon said.

"But what I said was true." Roy insisted, "If you don't believe me, you can do a ballistic analysis and see that the bullet that pierced his temple definitely came from the gun in his hand, but his face was indeed taken away by the Joker." ”

Gordon frowned and asked, "Then why did he kill himself?" ”

"Fear, I think." Roy said, "The Joker constantly pushes the limits of this man's guts in all sorts of tricks and tricks, and then threatens him to torture him in all sorts of horrific ways when he misses the rest of his bullets and has the last shot left, deliberately making this man choose to end his own life." Perhaps the Joker found this the most interesting means of killing him. ”

Gordon was silent, which made sense, and sounded like a clown's way. Looking at the bullet holes in the room, he seemed to see the deceased desperately shoot at every corner where he thought the clown was, and finally chose to end his own life.

"But there are still some things that don't make sense." Gordon said, "If you really explain it like that, these bullet holes were left by the victim when he shot indiscriminately, but the clown must have jumped in through the window just a few steps away from him, didn't he?" How could he not see the enemy firing indiscriminately at such a distance? Furthermore, if, as you said, this gentleman did not fight the clown at all, and was intimidated to suicide himself, how can he explain the dislocation of his left hand? Wasn't that the result of a struggle? ”

"It's simpler, it means that the clown didn't come in through the window." Roy said crisply, "And he didn't dislocate his arm, the clown's doing." ”

"Then I can't figure it out." Gordon said.

Roy said, "Have you noticed the coffee table in the living room that has been split in half?" ”

"How could it not be noticed? Unless all of us surveying the site are blind. ”

"And how do you explain the traces there?"

"Maybe the deceased was in the living room when the clown broke in through the window, and they scuffled in the living room and came into the bedroom."

Roy shook his head repeatedly: "It's not like that at all. First of all, like I said, the clown didn't come in through the window, he probably got in through the front door with a tool like **. If you want to ask why, it is not difficult to see from the location of the window fragments splashed on the ground that the person who came in rushed in from an angle of about 30 to 60 degrees obliquely upward, and based on the distance of the debris splashed, it can be inferred that he entered at a slow speed. We can even be bolder to speculate that he flew in by gliding. ”

Gordon was stunned: "You mean"

Roy nodded and said, "With this judgment as the basis, first of all, the starting point of my hypothesis is different from yours. My opinion is that there were two people here last night. First Batman enters through the window, and the gentleman escapes to the living room where he is caught by Batman. Batman breaks his left arm as he interrogates him with some questions, and then walks away. Shortly after Batman left, the Joker should have arrived - because the gentleman hadn't been given a chance to go to the hospital for treatment of his dislocation. The clown opened the door with a ** and entered, and then, as I said, intimidated the gentleman into committing suicide. ”

Gordon went through the process in his mind and nodded slowly: "Sounds reasonable. ”

"And it is the only explanation that can match all the traces left at the scene." Roy said, looking through the victim's phone, "So I'm willing to believe that this explanation is the truth." It's pretty easy to verify, and the next time you see Batman, ask him if he's been to visit Mr. Patrick Juric and you'll know if I'm right. ”

When he looked through the call history of his mobile phone, he showed a slightly surprised look again.

The number of the most recent calls on the call log, and the number of digits appears to be the number of the landline. He remembered as if he had seen the same number on the previous victim's phone.

Maybe this phone number is the key?

Roy pulls out his phone and texts Barbara with the number, telling her to track it down as soon as possible.

Barbara is worthy of the top IT staff of the Bat family, and it took a few moments to complete the tracking and call.

"The number you asked me to track is the landline number of the Boston Hotel three streets away, and the room number is 284." "And all the calls with this landline number were transferred to a cell phone, which was encrypted quite intricately and I couldn't track it." And I can't crack the encryption because of the phone transfer. ”

Sure enough, the clown had threatened the two victims by phone before killing them, indicating that he may have stayed in the hotel room during this time, and is likely to be there now.

He made his mobile phone number untraceable by means of call forwarding, but provided his address information.

And there, that's where Roy is going next.