What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 92 Three Clowns
I am Chen Tao, and I am also Batman.

I recently discovered that there doesn't seem to be just one clown in the universe I travel through.

I quickly guessed what the plot was.

"Three Clowns"

I thought that the relatively unpopular unfinished publication of The Three Clowns would not be reflected in the reality I lived in.

But I was wrong.

Gan.

Check out this file I found on the bat computer.

The clowns have been kidnapping people all over the city over the years to try and make a better clown, and they've gotten a lot of people to take the compound.

Doctors, criminals, people born differently, each a better candidate for a clown.Of course, except for the three strongest, most of the clowns are defective products, such as these:

Clown No. 28.Code Surgeon.

Clown number 6.Code name cult leader.

Clown No. 8, code-named Dentist.

Oh, now have to add two more.

Clown No. 31, code-named Starchaser.

I lured him to Wayn Tower, threw him in a Lucius shredder, and crushed him.

And then there's this one, Joker 32, I haven't figured out his code name before, but now I have.

Clown No. 32, code name: Death Seeker.

He is a guy who wants to die, and he regards death at the hands of Batman as the beginning of Batman's degeneration, and he crazyly wants to start this [start] by himself.

But none of them are major guys, they're pawns.Having read the manga, I know exactly who is the most dangerous character.

Clown No. 1: Criminal.

Clown No. 2: Joker.

Clown No. 3: Clown.

they.

And when I guard against Bain, I should also guard against them.

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Sunny morning.

In the safest neighborhood of Gotham City, a simple and honest city, Laugher drove a big purple truck, humming a leisurely tune, and parked in front of a cozy little house.

He got out of the car and opened the door.

"Hey honey, I'm back!"

He hung his hat on the hanger by the door, and held his cane in the palm of his hand, the sharp tip gleaming coldly.

"Oh, hello, dear."

The hostess of the house showed a forced smile: "I didn't expect you to come back so early, but dinner is already ready."

"It smells so good."

said the joker.

He walked around the table twice, quietly looking at the three servings of octopus rice on the table.

The atmosphere was inexplicably dull.

"I'm so glad you satisfied—"

But before the woman finished speaking, she was interrupted by the clown: "Where is the son?"

The woman trembled.

"Oh, sure, I'll call him right away."

She turned out of the living room as if fleeing, and walked to the stairs on the second floor, where the son of the family was curled up.

"Honey? Your dad is back."

"I don't want to go down." The boy twitched in fear.

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby, you know if your daddy comes home and we don't want to have dinner with him, he'll kill him—it's sad."

Tears flowed from the corners of the son's eyes.

"Why can't we just walk away?"

"Listen, I—I know it annoys you that he doesn't come home so often, but he loves—deeply loves us, please come down to dinner and treat it like it's for me."

The woman's calves were shaking.

"I couldn't keep him under the stairs any longer."

"Dear son, the food is going to be cold!" The laughing guest's voice sounded.

The son came down.

They went back to the living room together: "There you are, boy! I have so many wonderful stories to tell you two, and you won't believe what I've been through this week!"

He said enthusiastically, "Son...why are you frowning?"

The woman hurriedly explained next to him: "He doesn't like to eat octopus, that's all. He has always been very good, dear... dear."

"Are you nice? That's great, son, listen up, we're going to open our brows."

The clown said, "How do you tell the difference between octopus triplets who look alike?"

"The answer is the sense of touch, hahahahaha, you understand right? Hahaha!"

The clown scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth—

"what are you doing?"

The joker stopped abruptly.

The criminal's voice brought him back to reality.The laugher saw a dummy sitting on his left and a small pink teddy bear on his left.

No wife, no children, everything is a dream.

He said sullenly, "I'm having dinner."

"With whom?" The criminal asked with his hands behind his back:

"Myself." The joker replied, "Ha."

"Who else but myself?"

The criminal went around the table and put his hand on the dummy's shoulder.

"Don't touch her," said the joker to the criminal.

"..."

"There's no her at all," said the criminal.

"Nobody but Batman."

He kicked the dummy to the ground: "It's possible that one died, but you bet on two more in one breath."

He said: "One was sent to participate in the bad debt between Bane and Batman, and the other was sent to the Batcave to confirm whether the clown was killed by Batman himself?"

"Genius idea."

The clown code-named criminal said: "You overwhelmed the strongest guys other than the three of us. It's a waste."

"You have only dominated for such a short period of time, and you have already used up one. If the remaining two you sent are all dead, we will have no one to use."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

The Harlequin walked in.

"Short oil~? The meeting has already started? I hope I'm not late."

He smiled and walked to the side of the clown code-named criminal. Compared with the joker and the criminal, he looked more humorous and vicious.

"If they're all dead, isn't it my turn to go out and play?"

"Not necessarily, you lunatic." The joker answered him: "Batman won't guess our purpose."

"I don't believe Batman actually killed one of us," he said.

He repeated:

"Unless I get proof, I won't believe it."

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"Oh~ Poor little Eddie, when all the players in Arkham Asylum are going to the party together, how come you are the only one left here alone?"

The Joker walks to the door of the Riddler's cell.

"Is it because Batman doesn't want to play with you?"

The Riddler was expressionless.

Joker continued:

"Oh, Eddie, Eddie, our little Eddie, you're always ten steps ahead of everyone else, why don't you come out of that little room? There's so much to do, so much to say, and we can see each other for so long Join hands to find Batman to play~”

"You can find the keycard in the leftmost drawer of the Batcomputer."

Riddler told him.

"Come on." The clown said: "What's the fun in that, let's play some high-end games."

"How long have you been locked up here! For God's sake, you're a Riddler, don't pretend you didn't plan your way out the first night you got here."

"I know you are much better!"

　Thank you very much for the starting point coins of the big guys, woo woo woo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)