Chapter 81: Fate Has Made Its Choice!

Rachel, who was already planning to press the button and sacrifice herself, was distracted by Harvey's phone call.

From that faint wail, she could clearly sense that her lover was suffering inhuman torture.

She called her lover's name over and over again, desperate to figure out what was going on.

I have long forgotten the controllers and buttons in my hands.

At this moment, the phone was forcibly hung up, and the gate on the other side of the room made a rumbling sound and was slowly opened.

A madman with long green hair appeared in the doorway.

Seeing this, Rachel immediately began to struggle desperately, but as before, it was useless.

She watched in horror as the villain got closer and closer to her, and her tearful eyes were already full of despair.

"What a coincidence, we're meeting again, little beauty." The clown looked at the woman on the bed who had no ability to resist in surprise, and couldn't help licking his lips.

But soon, he was attracted to something else and temporarily abandoned Rachel in the hospital bed.

On the hanger near the corner, Lu Wu thoughtfully prepared a brand-new surgical gown for the clown.

The clown is going for it.

Excitedly putting the blue surgical gown on his body and putting on a medical mask, he kept twisting his body and assuming various poses, and his expression of joy was overflowing.

Because Rachel is fixed to the bed and can't see anything out of sight, she can only hear a rustling sound and doesn't know what the clown is doing.

This made her heart more and more flustered, and her palms began to secrete sweat uncontrollably.

Wet sweat, but it reminded Rachel of the existence of the controller, maybe that's what it does, to help herself get out of it.

Save yourself from being tormented by this villain.

Just as she made up her mind to press the button on the controller, there was a crackling sound overhead.

The sudden sound made her, who was already nervous, tremble with fright, and almost threw the controller in her hand.

It was only a false alarm, but it caused the Joker to refocus on her.

The villain no longer tidied up his hands, and with some awkward plastic gloves, he came to the bed side of the trapped woman with a smile.

"Hello ma'am, I'm Dr. Clown, is there anything I can do to help you?"

On his face, the two scars that could not be covered by the mask bent upward, outlining a chilling smile.

Rachel looked at him with hateful eyes, her mouth closed and she didn't say a word, while hiding the controller in her hand under her.

"It seems that our patients today are not very talkative." The clown held his hands up like a real doctor and continued, "But it's okay, the operation will start soon. ”

After that, he began to rummage through the tray full of surgical instruments.

The sound of metal objects clashing made Rachel grow more and more frightened, and she curled up as much as she could, trying to get away from the terrible madman.

Keep your fingers firmly against the buttons.

Soon, the clown picked up a sharp scalpel from the tray, held it up in the light and looked at it carefully, then shook his head dissatisfied.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up another pair of hemostats and said to himself, "This won't work either." ”

In the empty room, only the slightly eerie voice of the villain and Rachel's fluttering heartbeat.

The clown kept moving his hands, looking for tools that he was satisfied with, and said to the woman as if nothing had happened:

"You seem to be a little nervous about this beautiful patient."

"But don't worry, the surgery will be over soon."

At this time, Rachel is not the only one who is nervous, there is also Batman.

He clenched his fists and paced back and forth around the room, his eyes glued to the screen like a headless fly.

From the very beginning, he tried his best to escape the room.

But the enemy had already planned everything, and did not give him the slightest chance at all.

Alloy gates weighing several tons, concrete walls more than half a meter thick.

The vents were also tightly blocked by reinforced concrete.

Signal jammers were installed in the room to prevent him from calling for backup, or remote-controlling the Batmobile.

This leads to Bruce, who has no skills but nowhere to show them.

Caught in a frenzy of impotence, he rushed to the surveillance camera and vented his emotions frantically.

Greet Graves and his family and friends with what he has learned all his life.

But the horn hanging next to the camera never responded, and Bruce could even feel the two villains hiding in the shadows, looking at him and snickering.

Who knows, at this time, the two gates in the closed room slowly opened.

Lu Wu, the disgusting voice came from the loudspeaker.

"Bruce Wayne, it seems that someone gave up their lives to protect you."

"I don't know how you feel right now."

"Now it's up to you to make your choice, Bruce!"

"Go out through the door on the left and you can be free, return to the Gotham you love, and play as an admirable knight."

"Rest assured, no one knows what ever happened here."

The arrogant, deep voice paused.

"Or... Do you want to pick the right side? ”

"But what will happen after that, I'm not sure, maybe you'll meet the person you want to see the most, maybe nothing."

"Are you ready, Batman?"

"I hope your choice will not disappoint me."

When Lu Wu opened his mouth to say the first sentence, Batman realized something and hurriedly turned his head to the screen that represented Rachel.

In the picture, the clown is holding an empty syringe in his hand, standing in front of the hospital bed at a loss.

Rachel was lying quietly on the bed at this time, and her skin was abnormally blue-gray.

His eyes were silent, his mouth was slightly open, and his face, which was slightly distorted by pain, showed a kind of relief and calm.

Rachel died, right in front of him.

Bruce's head buzzed suddenly, as if it had exploded.

The whole person's mind turned into chaos, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but he couldn't say anything.

In the next second, he instantly rushed to the wide-open gate on the right.

In the loudspeaker, Lu Wu's voice sounded again, reminding kindly: "Run slower, don't trip over the thorns on the road." ”

But there was no reply, and now the room was empty.

The tunnel that ordinary people might take dozens of seconds to complete, Batman took less than ten seconds to pass through.

He gradually fell into madness, but he didn't notice that there was a strange mist in the corridor.

It was a pure white mist that evoked fear in people's hearts.

Batman, who reached the end of the corridor, breathed heavily to make up for the loss of physical strength just now.

At this point, a door appeared in front of him, and another room was connected to the opposite side of the door.

Without hesitation, he stepped in, and the two people he wanted to see the most were inside.

"Joker!"

Bruce roared in anger and immediately rushed towards the villain who had killed his beloved.

The poisonous gas had been unconsciously spreading all over his body along the blood vessels, and the scene in front of him gradually began to become a little illusory.