Nasino City Police Department

While Xingle tortures himself to death, there are even bigger troubles within the police department, such as the families of the children who have been captured.

You know, it's not just Xingle's sister who was caught, but also the children of other parents who were also caught by the Joker, and usually, these families can only make two choices powerlessly, find the police and pay the ransom.

But these two choices don't mean anything to the clown, you look for the police, it doesn't matter, the police can't help him, pay the ransom, okay, return the child to you, it's just the child's corpse.

So no matter which path you choose, what you end up with will only be chaotic and uncontrollable, just as the clown thinks.

And if it becomes like that, the Indexers who often haunt Nacino City will shoot no matter what, so whether there are those children or not, there is no problem for the Joker, it's just that the Joker kept them alive because it was fun.

For the victim's family, this state is the most uncomfortable.

Not being able to see your child for a long time is torture for parents and even their families.

Especially when there is one of the more familiar faces among them, the confusion begins to escalate.

When these parents saw Kane walk in, they couldn't help but feel at first, but then, one by one, cases of contact with the Indexers were listed, and even fools knew that this common ground was strange, and even asked Dean if the uprising was because of the Indexers.

Dean couldn't say no, because everyone here understood that their contact with the Indexers was the reason why the kidnappers were targeting them, and this was not something that could be persuaded by calmness.

In this case, it is necessary to explain to them the intentions of the bandits, after all, to let the people understand what means the police will use to save the hostages, and in this regard, it can be said that it is very vexatious and helpless.

No matter what, his child is in the hands of the rumored vicious clown, and it is already psychologically good to be able not to faint.

So while appeasing the people, it is also necessary to look for clowns, which makes it a little difficult for the task force to move at the moment.

And now Dick ......

In the back lane of the police station, Dick was watching his surroundings while waiting for his bastard adoptive father on the other side of the phone to answer.

“... I know all about it. ”

After waiting for a long time, Bruce over there finally answered, and told Dickner Xinnuo about the situation here, he knew everything, rather, this chaotic situation, they were somewhat unexpected, but it was not without a turnaround.

And this turnaround...

"Do you think Han Xingle... Does Indexer stop the Joker? ”

“... Honestly, I don't know. Bruce was unusually honest in speaking his mind, and that worried Dick.

"Honestly... Every time you say that, I shudder. ”

Dick knew his adoptive father too well to describe him as a madman like a clown, a monster who resembled and opposite him, except that he was on the right side.

"You've lost him, haven't you?"

“... yes, he's like a not-so-crazy version of you, except he's much cuter than you. ”

Dick was a little annoyed when it came to this, especially since this kind of thing was said by this bastard adoptive father.

Tracking Xingle, this is not a good thing, especially since this guy has a special experience in nature, and the most terrifying thing is that this guy is very likely to know who they are and know their other identity.

In particular, the office that searched Xingle is simply another version of Wayne Manor, I am afraid that there is an underground base underground, and it is probably not much better than the Bat Cave in all aspects, and according to the configuration of the door lock, it is not impossible to exceed the configuration of the Bat Cave.

"By the way, my small terminal is gone, and it should be said that his base blew up my terminal just because of the surface configuration."

"Didn't go in the dark?"

"The amount of data is too big for my terminal to handle..."

Speaking of which, the equipment produced by the Batcave was actually abused by Xingle's equipment, which made Dick feel that Xingle was the indexer and didn't run away, but this guy just refused to give evidence, which made them very passive.

Of course, this problem is not a difficult problem for Batman, it should be said that he thinks you are, then you are, that's how buggy it is.

But the most puzzling thing is that Batman found that he had no way to find out about Xingle's life experience, and it should be said that this child who was carried home from infancy didn't even give Batman any information.

It's like a blank slate, so Batman can't find his real body.

"I'll send you the new equipment, you continue to monitor the target, the clown's business, I'll come to Nacino City myself."

"No, you'd better not."

Dick felt repulsed in an instant about his adoptive father's coming, because Xingle's dismount told him that as long as he dared to come to Naxino City as another person, or let other people with other identities come to Naxino, Xingle would definitely arrest you.

"Bruce, Han Xingle doesn't like social vigilantes, even if it's you, once you come over, I think he will do whatever it takes, arrest him, and make your identity public."

“... Yes, he would. ”

To put it bluntly, Bruce knew that the night Han Xingle had six years ago, the incident that made him hate the social vigilante, that was the moment when the teenager first saw the death of the person he knew, just like himself that night.

But it was the night when they saw death for the first time and made them feel angry and hateful that they were who they are now, so even if the two of them knocked their heads together, even if they kowtowed until their heads bled out, they did not hesitate.

Other words...

"But I'll still come, the clown is my problem, and it's up to me to fix it."

“... I'll watch you two kill each other together. Knowing that his adoptive father couldn't persuade him, Dick didn't want to care about it, and let these two heads be so stubborn that they collided with the diamond and died.

With that, Dick hung up the phone, he didn't want to say anything to this bastard dad anymore.

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And at this time, the mobile phone that I used for the police station rang.

"Hey, it's me."

Dick took the call, but it was Dean's anxious voice coming from the phone.

"Where are you kid? Are you watching TV? ”

"I'm behind the police station, what's wrong?"

"Come on in, open channel 33." Dean's hurried tone gave Dick a very bad premonition.

Running into the police station, I saw everyone looking at the TV in the hall, whether it was the police officers, the detectives or the families of the victims, especially the victims, they all covered their mouths and burst into tears, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing.

And on TV, it is channel 33, and at the same time it is being hacked by some madman, it should be said that it is forcibly occupied.

On the TV screen, there is a set that looks like a warehouse, in this scene, a group of children, a group of children whose families have been kidnapped, are covering their mouths and noses, tying their hands and feet, tied to chairs, forming a circle, their eyes are inexplicably panicked, but they can't say anything, they can't do anything.

And this scene made many families a little untenable.

At this time, in the eyes of the people of Naxino, a white-faced freak wearing a purple suit and a big green back stood in front of the camera and greeted them with a smile that made people disgusted and frightened.

"Hello, Naxino."

Joker, this guy, actually showed the people of Naxino what he did, it's just... Make somebody's blood boil.

"I'm sure you've seen it, I've got some 'lost' children here, I may not know about the market in Nasino, but in Gotham, we tend to tie up children, sell them or demand ransom, of course, some people prefer to call them as 'child brides', hahahaha!!!"

Listening to the clown's pretentious and pitiful rhetoric, although at the end of the day, he had already laughed maliciously, which made the hearts of many people in Naxino City feel a lot colder, especially the parents of those families, who were so frightened that they knelt down.

"But who am I? I'm a clown! How can Uncle Clown let a 'lost' child leave his parents? Especially when you lose your own child, so Uncle Clown is here to show kindness. ”

"That's right, Uncle Clown has been a little tight lately, and I will tell you where I took the child, but Uncle Clown has a 'little' request, that is, 'Little' five million dollars, as long as we have this, we will return that parent's child to him."

"Of course, of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, we have a compromise way, and that is... Let me know a 'little friend' named 'Indexer'. ”

"Of course, there's only one day, after all, if Batboy finds the door, I won't be able to bear the 'empty boudoir' and go to him to play, so remember to hurry."

After all that was said, the picture on the TV changed to a blue screen, and, of course, there was an intertwined string of English and numbers, more precisely, an address, in the city of Nasino.

"Copy down the address, find him and contact the SWAT, and be sure to save the child!"

Dean yelled, the officers went into action, and the victim's family became agitated.

"Oh, where are you going?"

Dick hurriedly stopped some of the families who were leaving, and asked, though it was most likely the extravagant practice.

"Prepare for the ransom, we want to get our children back."

"No, no, no, listen to me..."

"I don't care!! That's our kid!! ”

Ignoring Dick, these parents who could afford to prepare the ransom left the police station, and honestly, Dick should stop them because it was useless.

But the moments when parents yelled at themselves, Dick found himself unable to refute, especially the kind of... This powerless mood made Dick unusually irritable.

“... Bastard!!! ”

With a kick that smashed the table, Dick could only pound the other table in a frenzied rage, frantically thinking about a solution.

This bastard's farce has turned into a chaotic overture, who can solve this incident......