"Although the process is complicated, it can be summed up as the Owl Court does not do personnel."

"They faked this personality of yours, but they didn't tell you the truth, so that you thought that you really were Falcone's son."

"But Falcone felt that his son had been replaced, and that you were a monster they had stuffed into him, so he hated you,

"It's a tragedy that Falcone lost his son, and you lost your father."

"But there's only innocent person in this story......"

Alberto lowered his eyes, and he said as if laughing at himself: "When Evans was awake, I could see everything he saw and had his memory, but he couldn't see mine, so he didn't know anything, and he thought he really had an older brother and even missed him." ”

"If you really want to seek revenge on Falcone, Evans will lose his brother and father at the same time, although Falcone does not treat you as a son, but Evans really treats you as an older brother."

Alberto was silent.

He was a personality created out of thin air, a rootless wanderer who Fafalcone felt was a dove in the magpie's nest, and the Owl Court used him only as a tool to carry out his plans.

At his funeral, there was no one who grieved his death, and if there was only one root in this duckweed, and only one person who really missed him after his death, and created evidence for him that it once existed, it was his brother Evans.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Schiller turned his attention to Batman again, and said, "Although your alliance is split in half, it doesn't matter, we can talk about something happy, and guess how bad luck the Owl Court will be?" ”

"That madman is going to deal with the court, what reason does he have to do so? And what is the ability to do that? ”

"You still don't get it? He was completely different from the madmen you saw on the street who were mad because of the rain. ”

"Then I don't think he can deal with the Owl Court alone."

"Let's make a bet, how about it? I bet the owl court will be miserable. ”

With that, Schiller picked up the remote control, turned the TV on again, and after playing the boring TV series for a while, the news report began.

However, before the news host could broadcast a few news, he suddenly showed a frightened expression, and then with a "bang", a hole was cut in his head.

There was a burst of laughter, and the familiar figure reappeared in front of the camera, and the first thing he said was: "Oh! I'm a criminal! I killed someone! What to do? ”

"Batman! Come and arrest me, I know you must be watching from a corner somewhere, come and arrest me, a murderer......"

Batman on the hospital bed clenched his fists, and he immediately wanted to stand up, but then, the Joker put his head in front of the camera and said, "Did you clench your fists?" Anxious to stand up, want to run over and beat me? ”

"But you can't do that......" He limped back a few steps before walking over to the host's body, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him to the camera.

"You see, this man died, he was killed with a pistol, and I happened to have a pistol in my hand."

"But you can't arrest me, do you know why?"

"A bullet flew to his head, and then I was on camera with a pistol in my hand."

"But no one saw me shoot, I was just an innocent passer-by, who happened to be holding a pistol with a bullet type that matched the type, and passed by a corpse that had been killed by a pistol bullet."

"What are you going to do? Come and beat me up? Beat me up as an innocent passerby? ”

"What?" The clown turns his head sideways and puts his hand behind his ear in a listening gesture.

"You say, I just confessed that I killed someone, and I just said that I was a criminal?"

"But so what? I also said I was a frog, or a woman, a stripper......"

The clown twists in front of the camera, spins around, and then gives a flying kiss to the screen.

"Look, that's it, if you're going to beat me, I'll be, woo......" The clown began to fake crying, beating his chest on the spot and howling, he said, "In this way, the audience will see a pervert in a leotard beating a weak and poor passerby......"

"Oh, wait." He froze suddenly, then grabbed his hair and said, "No, I'm not here to do this, well, playing with bats is so much fun that I almost forgot about it." ”

He let out another barrage of laughter and said, "Do you know the Gotham Theatre? You know for sure! I've got you guys there, a big surprise!! ”

"Do you hear that? Now the great comedian Jack is going to start selling tickets! It's midnight tonight, $20 per ticket! With the ticket stub, you can also receive a bucket of brain popcorn!! ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, tore a small note from the manuscript on the host's desk, and said, "Look, this is the ticket!" ”

Then he tore up all the manuscripts and threw them into the sky, and the pieces of paper fell down like scattered flowers, and he said, "Call here and buy tickets!" Right now! If it's a little late......"

There was a burst of laughter, and he continued, "You're going to miss out on the greatest comedy show of all time!" ”

The screen returned to a snowflake again, Schiller yawned, walked to the desk in the hospital room, and said to himself, "What's the TV phone number?" ”

As he spoke, he flipped out the yellow pages of his phone, then dialed in a circle, and after the phone was connected, he said, "Hello? Is Jack, a comedy acting artist? …… Oh, you're humble, I think your performance just now deserves the word artist......"

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"Yes, I'm here to buy tickets, twelve o'clock tonight, right? I want three tickets, uh...... Maybe it's four, I have a friend who has a dual personality, he has to buy two tickets, what? Buy 3 get 1 free? Because I'm the first? That's great, thank you. ”

"How do I get my tickets? TV mailbox? Good...... I'll put the money there when the time comes......"

"Then I wish you a successful performance, thank you, goodbye,

When he put down the phone and found that Batman and Alberto were both staring at him, Schiller shrugged his shoulders and said, "He's dealing with the Owl Court anyway, so why shouldn't we go and see the excitement?" ”

"And, although your Avengers are unfortunately split in half, they still need a breakup dinner, right?"

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, at the entrance of the theater, Schiller stepped out of the car and did not wait to enter the door. I found an acquaintance, he walked up enthusiastically, shook Gordon's hand and said, "Detective Gordon, you're actually here too." ”

Gordon said angrily: "Even if Gotham is full of crazy people, this time this is too crazy, do you know how many calls the police have received from the police department in the past few hours?" ”

"Oh? What's wrong? ”

"This madman told the Gotham people to call the police for help!" Gordon laughed angrily, and he said in an accentuated tone, "He fucking told the Gotham guys to call the police for help!! ”

"That's a good thing, it means that tonight will be the most normal night in Gotham."

"Normal?" Gordon, after a pause, heard Schiller say, "Detective, I know you don't approve of countering violence with violence, but the best thing to do in Gotham is to cure madness with madness." ”

While the two were talking, an elongated luxury car turned into the alley, and the car stopped in front of the theater, and the driver came down to open the door, and it was Falcone who came out, and he saw Schiller and Gordon, and walked towards them.

The old godfather straightened his cufflinks and said, "Tickets are a bit hard to buy, right?" When I called, he told me that there were no more tickets, which was funny. ”

"You haven't been rejected in years, haven't you?"

"That's true, but he heard that I had some prestige in the gang and decided to give me some special treatment."

Then Father Daniel got out of the car, drew a cross on his chest and said, "Thank you Carmen, he brought my share, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to buy a ticket." ”

Schiller said to the men, "Go in first, I have two friends to wait." ”

Except for Schiller, several people went in first, and after a while, the Batmobile slowly drove over, Batman got out of the car, Evans followed him, Evans was also very happy and said: "Gotham hasn't performed a play for a long time, who is here today?" Is there a repertoire? Can you show me? ”

"I guess he should have given you lessons on the history of European theatre, the history of modern opera, and vocal techniques on the way." Schiller walked over and whispered to Batman. ”

"Not only that, but he also demonstrated it himself." Batman said with a straight face.

"How's it going?"

"Alfred will like it."

"You're saying he's too old-fashioned?"

Evans caught up, and he just heard Schiller's last words, and he said, "Hey! How can you say that? That's called following the classics, and I've always felt that those so-called new operas are blasphemous......"

The three of them walked through the door of the theater together, and when they entered, they were confronted with a huge poster showing a flock of plucked owls, hanging from a frying pan, with two hands holding knives and forks, as if they were about to feast.

"Opera and painting?" Schiller stood under the poster and muttered, "Is it the artistry hidden in the personality?" Or is it the artistic vision and fantasy at the bottom? ”

Schiller shook his head, he finally knew why Harley Quinn was crazy in the original book, the crazy personality from the clown is the best research material for any psychologist, and when you come into contact with him, it is difficult not to analyze and explore.

Schiller held a map of the theater and said, "My manor is not far from here, and my neighbor gave me a map to show ...... Ticket Window...... Oh, go this way, turn left. ”

Turning along the left side of the poster, there was a ticket window on the right-hand side, and he saw that there were indeed some popcorn barrels there, but they were obviously not from the old theater, and no one would eat popcorn at the opera.

Does this confusion come from one's own personality ignorance of art, or does it come from the chaotic thinking brought about by madness? Schiller involuntarily began to speculate about the reason.

He leaned forward and looked inside the ticket office, and suddenly, a dummy bounced up from the floor and pounced straight in front of Schiller, who looked the dummy up and down, and found that it was supposed to be a dilapidated doll left in the warehouse of the opera house, which had been used as a backdrop for the old stage plays, but now had a smiling face painted on its head.

Schiller stretched out his hand, dragged the doll over, then looked it up and down, and said with a little disappointment, "Where's the lines?" Why isn't there that classic line? ”

While he was studying the doll, Evans took out two buckets of popcorn from the ticket window, and he looked at them and said in amazement, "Why is the popcorn bucket in the paper ball?" What about popcorn? ”

Batman stood behind the two of them, feeling out of place with them.

Evans handed Batman a bucket of paper balls and said, "There's no real popcorn, but this one is okay." ”

"Didn't you say that the new opera is a desecration of the classics? Are you really going to go to the opera with a bucket of popcorn? Schiller asked him back.

"I just like to eat popcorn, I never buy popcorn when I go to the movies, and my dad won't let me buy it because there might be a bomb hidden in it."

Batman opened his mouth, and he especially wanted to remind Evans that the bucket you were holding had a much better chance of harboring a bomb than in a regular movie theater.

Schiller seemed to see what Batman was trying to say, and he said, "Why don't you get it yet?" He wouldn't engage in such a boring prank, and if it wasn't exciting enough, it might as well not be there. ”