The Joker tugged at the placket of his coat and spun around twice to show Batman his new outfit, and bombs aside, it was indeed a new suit, completely different from the one he had performed on stage last time.

But when he finished turning, he found that the scene he was expecting did not appear at all.

When he sees a clown carrying explosives, Batman will immediately back away, make a tactical defensive move, and then shout, "Joker! Stop your evil plans! ”

At this moment, Bruce glanced up at him, and when the Joker's gaze met him, the two of them were stunned for two seconds at the same time.

The Joker looked down at himself, then at Bruce, and then at himself again, as if he suspected that he was hallucinating.

He let go of his clothes, wiped his nose with his arm, sniffed vigorously and said, "No, no, you're not Bruce, you're Batman...... You're Batman now, and I smell that pain......"

The clown wrinkled his features together, leaned over to Bruce's side, sniffed hard, and said, "Yes...... Right...... The smell of fear from bats, a smell of blood, a foul smell, I could smell it from two kilometers away, and in the whole of Gotham, no one else would have this smell......"

Suddenly, the Joker jumped back and shouted hoarsely at Bruce, "Batman!" How can you do that?! Why don't you wear your suit? Why are you staying in front of the hospital? And not the roof of the building?! ”

He ripped his coat off again and shouted at Bruce, "Look at me! I got a lot of explosives! Enough to blow up half of Gotham into the sky! ”

The clown spits and waves his arms, like Bruce describing the mushroom cloud after the explosion.

He swallowed, limped over to Bruce, put the bomb in his eye, and said, "Do you think it's a prop?" No! Smell the gunpowder on it, it's the most delicious bomb freshly produced!! ”

However, Bruce seemed to be completely immersed in his own thoughts, as he had been when he first came out of the hospital, in a very typical state of stupor.

Patients with stress trauma syndrome will show a very pronounced sluggishness when they experience or associate a scene that is the same as the traumatic experience, and re-experience and stupor, which are typical manifestations of trauma syndrome.

Bruce, fresh out of the hospital, recalls that he would be back in the empty Wayne Manor, and he felt very resistant, because it reminded him of the day his parents died.

The weather in Gotham is similar every day, the days are gloomy, the nights are rainy, and although the Waynes died on the spot, the bodies were still taken to the hospital for an autopsy, and young Bruce sat at the hospital door when he left the hospital.

Because as soon as he thought about it, when he returned to Wayne Manor, when he faced those familiar scenes, there would definitely be two people missing from the scenes, and that was his parents.

The death of a loved one is an inevitable and inevitable life process, but even if some relatives have been gone for a long time, they go to the hospital for hospitalization, rescue, doctors announce death, issue death certificates, etc., will still be clearly imprinted in people's minds, and the same is true for Bruce.

This state of stress takes time to relieve, but the Joker has no idea what is going on, and he suspects that he has met a fake Batman.

He took off his coat, shook it vigorously, crumpled it again, and said in front of Bruce, "Look! Bomb! Read it with me, bomb-bomb——!! ”

"Don't you recognize it? Have you forgotten? Don't you remember the three workers who were killed in the chemical plant bombing, and the owner of the garage who was killed by me before? ”

Looking at Bruce, who was completely unresponsive, the Joker's face was full of shock.

He took a deep breath, stood in place, put his hands on his waist, and suddenly he jumped excitedly as if he remembered something, and said, "Oh, I know, it must be a problem with the clothes, you wait for me for a while!" ”

After saying that, the clown disappeared into an alley next to the hospital with a "whoosh", and after a while, the sound of the truck sounded, and when the clown ran over again, he had changed into another suit.

"Bats

Xia, you see, this is the one I used to wear, you should know it now, right? It's me clown! The World's Greatest Comedy Artist, Jack!! ”

The clown sniffed hard, swallowed a little saliva, then tugged at the corner of his clothes, handed it to Bruce and said, "Look, there's blood on it...... Whose blood is it? I can't remember a little. ”

Then, the Joker crouched down, put his face next to Bruce, looked at him with an expectant look and said, "Do you remember?" ”

Bruce looked at him with a slight movement of his head, but then, turned his head back.

The clown pursed his lips, then lifted his lips to reveal his teeth, looking a little hideous.

He bent down, half-crouched in place, stamped his foot vigorously, ran away again, and after a while, changed into the same overalls that truck drivers usually wear.

"Now, you should get acquainted, right? This is what I wore when we first met! Look at me! ”

The clown spun in circles, waved his hand, took off his coat and waved vigorously in front of Bruce, but Bruce didn't give him any response.

Finding that this method did not work, the Joker began to use some force again, he grabbed Bruce's arm and tried to pull him away, but Bruce's limbs were a little stiff and his reaction was also very slow, and the Joker was so tired that he began to gasp, and he didn't move Bruce out ten meters.

But he didn't give up at all, and insisted on dragging Bruce to the side of the hospital building.

Bruce was trapped by some of the terrible visions he had imagined, but that didn't mean he didn't have an instinctive reaction, he got up and walked over with the clown's strength, but as soon as he reached the side of the hospital, he began to breathe at an increased rate again, and then found another step to sit down.

The clown tiredly bent over his knees and panted, his messy hair blocking the view in front of him, making him unable to see his surroundings clearly.

Realizing that Batman's state was completely different from what he had imagined, the Joker suddenly paused, his facial muscles gradually stretched, revealing a mocking smile.

He took a lighter from his pocket and spun it in his hand, put the other hand in his trouser pocket, and staggered towards Bruce, who was sitting on the steps.

He sat down next to Bruce, opened the lid of the lighter, and said, "You know what? Batman, humans are born with a fear of pain, which breaks a lot of pretenses......"

As he spoke, he lit the flame of the lighter, put his finger on the flame, and after a while, he gasped and shook his hand, then looked at Batman with a smile and said, "Actually, I've always wondered, will you hurt or not, Batman, let's try it?" ”

As he spoke, he put the lighter under Bruce's fingertips, but Bruce still didn't react, and with a "click", the lighter was turned off, and the clown pursed his lips and said with a boring expression:

"It seems that our Mr. Bat has finally gone crazy, ha, I know, you have never had much interest in bombs and flames, well, then please tell me, what are you more interested in?"

The Joker and Bruce sat side by side on the steps of a small plaza on the side of the hospital.

The clown looked up at the people coming and going at the hospital gate, and he said, "You know what? People like to spend a lot of time in hospitals, and they would rather spend a lot of money on physical ailments than ask themselves why they are so ugly inside. ”

"I know that one day, you will be sad, Batman, you think of yourself as a god, but the world does not love God, they only love themselves."

"Do you love them? Batman? The clown grabbed the lighter in his hand and said, "Or do you save them just because you want to be a savior and have the ability to save anyone?" ”

"Okay, little bat, you just wait here, I'll go and see who made you suffer from such lovesickness." The clown grinned, gave a terrible grin, and said, "I'll let him know the consequences of that." ”

So saying, he stood up, flicked the hem of his clothes, put the lighter in his pocket, whistled, and left with a brisk step.

Half an hour later, in the office on the roof of the Iceberg Restaurant, Cobot took two steps back, pointed at the clown and said, "Don't come here!" Take that bomb of yours away from you

Point, you madman!! ”

"Shhhhh......h ”

Copote's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, he looked at the Joker's bomb, and felt a little weak, he also knew something about explosives, and those things on the Joker's body, together, were afraid that they could blow up the entire East End.

He swallowed his saliva and said, "Jack, go find Batman, don't go crazy with me, I don't have time to play those childish games with you, I want to make money." ”

The right cheek of the Joker twitched, looking very fierce, and he stared at Copote with cold eyes and said, "You ruined Batman's reputation and made him feel sad, and now he is crazy and has a mental illness that will not be good, and you have to pay for it!" ”

Cobot could hear the Joker's tone tremble, and some words would be repeated, and it was clear that he was not in a good state of mind.

Cobott and the Joker are completely two people, he is not crazy at all, he only runs a restaurant to make money.

Seeing that the clown took out a lighter from his pocket, he reached out and said, "No! Don't do this! Jack, that story wasn't what I was going to publish, and someone approached me and he asked me to do it! ”

"Who is it? Who told you to do this? ”

“…… Schiller. Cobot spat out a name.

The clown closed his suit jacket, buttoned up, straightened his tie, and walked out menacingly.

Ten minutes later, he was pressed to the roof of a building by Schiller.

Schiller let go of his hand, and the clown got up from the ground, and he shouted, "What are you doing?!" You obstructive, you've broken my toys!! ”

"That's not a reason for you to run into Gotham University with so many explosives."

Looking at the clown's somewhat crazy eyes, Schiller smiled and said, "Don't you feel curious?" ”

The Joker stared at him in silence, and Schiller continued, "Don't you want to know what Batman is helping others for?" ”

"Did he do good deeds to help others because of his kindness, or because he wanted to be a savior and become the perfect god of Gotham?"

"Now, he can no longer be a perfect god, and there will be people in the city who will believe that report, and no matter how much he clarifies it, it will be a stain forever."

"The name Batman may forever be associated with infamy, he is no longer a character like Jesus, no one expects him to save anyone, and now, he is suffering from this, why do you think?"

Schiller saw that the clown's eyes gradually lit up, he excitedly increased the rate of his breathing, and a breathing sound came from his throat, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, that's right, because ...... He can't be a perfect god! ”

He should know this, no matter how much he tries to fix it later, there will be people who will not believe him, there will be people who will abuse him, and there will be many people! This becomes a hole in the window glass that won't go away no matter how hard the wipers work! ”

The Joker began to tremble with excitement, and he said, "He had to leave his favorite dream, the dream where he was incarnated as a god, omniscient, omniscient, and able to save anyone, and return to a cold and pale reality, just like me, like everyone in Gotham!" ”

"He's going to be the Bruce Wayne he hates the most! He had to go back to Bruce's life, and there was no way to escape reality again! Hahahahaha!!!ha ”

The clown laughed and laughed, and then laughed out of his eyes, he wiped the corners of his eyes, and said:

"God so loved the world...... God loves the world...... It's time for him to wake up, God never loves the world, God only loves the perfect self! ”