Meiman: Assassin Wushuang of a Wizard of Science

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The Joker is synonymous with chaos and madness in the DC universe.

In Gotham, anyone who mentions this name will send a shiver down your spine.

Because you don't know if the second his laughter ends, the whole city will suddenly turn into ashes, or if he will be shot to death.

This time, however, the chaotic and paranoid man seems to have lost his sense of humor.

When everything is over, I will do my best to restore the process. This is my duty as a detective.

Every step I take will leave traces, and I observe every detail;

I listen patiently to the witnesses' confessions, and if there is evidence, I study it carefully.

Whether it is a witness or a prisoner, I will listen carefully to what they have to say during the conversation.

I try to restore everything through various clues, and I will also try to reshape everything.

But in the end, despite all my efforts, I couldn't even detect the enemy's motives.

This is me, the world's most failed detective, Batman.

————About half a month ago————

With the sound of a gunshot, a comedian who was not rich fell to his stage.

The entire auditorium under the stage was already filled with corpses.

When this picture was handed to an inmate in the prison, a burst of hearty laughter came from the interrogation room.

That was the Riddler who had been imprisoned for more than a year, and he was laughing happily at this time.

"This madman has killed 14 people one after another. Is it funny? I can't laugh at all. I can't even see what's so funny."

The detective at the other end of the table angrily cursed the prisoner opposite, and the saliva in his mouth was also trying his best to express his anger.

"You'd better stop playing tricks on me, Nygma."

The Riddler sitting opposite gradually calmed down his laughter and slowly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, officer. I know you can't tell, but at least you can, and that's the point of the joke."

In prison, Nygma is the police's tool for handling cases. They will go to the Riddler for any puzzle they can't solve. After all, this way, their achievements will not fall on Batman, but they can still be called the Riddler. It's called cooperating with criminals and carrying out labor reform.

Of course, no matter how much the life sentence is reduced, he will still be in prison.

The detective was a little angry. She grabbed all the information on the table for the Riddler to see, then turned around angrily and prepared to leave.

He muttered casually: "It seems that Inspector Gordon in the police station is right. Only Batman understands the Joker."

As if these words stimulated the self-proclaimed smartest man in Gotham City, he quickly stepped forward to try to retain the detective.

"Wait a minute, detective, I really want to help. You just need to answer me a question."

The detective laughed at this move and felt very happy. He quickly pulled up his chair and sat on the opposite side again.

Then the Riddler asked another riddle that he was accustomed to.

"Please guess, why can't we see the end of the world?"

"What are you talking about?"

The detective frowned, feeling that something was wrong. His hand stretched out to reach the butt of the gun at his waist.

Suddenly, the Riddler jumped up and stabbed the detective with whom he had worked well many times with a dagger.

The detective didn't even have time to draw his gun before he fell into a pool of blood.

He was stabbed 26 times all over his body, and the numbers 26 and 26 represented [-] different letters.

"Because the dead will see nothing else. deathellnothing."

After leaving these words, the Riddler slowly walked out of the door.

But after walking out of the door, the Riddler was not released directly, because there were a lot of Gotham police standing in front of him.

"Ahem, everyone, please pay attention and look towards me and listen carefully."

Nygma didn't seem to be afraid of the black muzzle at all. He cleared his throat, attracting all the police's attention.

"Isabel II, Wang Tiedan, Nicomaiti, Ross, Jiarui..."

The Riddler continued to ramble on and on.

His voice could pass through the narrow corridor and be heard by all the police officers present.

"This is my child's name."

"That's my wife's name, you monster!"

There were sporadic commotions among the police, and then there was a general uproar.

Because the Riddler revealed who each of them cared about.

Nygma smiled contemptuously at this and raised the brim of his hat. "All this is thanks to a good colleague of yours. I helped him win a lot of money when he was gambling."

Hearing this, the guards also began to waver.

Guards began to lower their guns, one, two.

Then all the guards became discouraged and the right to resist was killed by themselves.

After all, there are even traitors among them. What qualifications do they have to arrest this criminal?

Because once any of them shoots, it will be their families and loved ones who will be implicated.

"Hahaha, I've borrowed it before."

In this way, the Riddler, holding only a short dagger, escaped from the prison in a grand manner - he still walked out through the front door.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask you the riddle."

"Do you know when you see a black cat, you are the most unlucky?"

"..."

Seeing that the police were speechless, and some even started to shake their legs, the Riddler showed disapproval.

"It's really boring, I'd better reveal the answer!

- That's when you're a mouse. "

After speaking, the Riddler glanced at the trembling policeman in disgust.

Because the color of his pants has begun to darken, and there are still waves of irritating smell coming out.

"Gotham City...it's boring, it's really boring."

Nygma walked and danced jazz on crutches.

“I think it’s going to be a lot more interesting this time because we’re going to have a big play right away.

Isn't it?clown? "

The Riddler looked at the bright moon and said to himself.

"Others can't see it, but I can see that you've lost your sense of humor, haven't you? You can't make yourself laugh."

Although it is said that he usually kills 14 people, it is not strange for the clown.

He might even do it simply because he suddenly remembered that yesterday’s ice cream was delicious.

But it would be interesting if all 14 people were comedians, and 14 is just one digit more than 13.

"Laughing at the devil... huh?"

The Riddler can read the Joker's thoughts, and in this way he implies that he is more terrifying than the devil.

But it was a pity that he did not see the iconic red smile on the deceased at the crime scene.

This situation can only be explained in one way.

That's the Joker doesn't think it's funny.

And when a clown can't even begin to laugh at himself, he loses the meaning of his existence.

All he can do is destroy something commensurate with his existence - that is Batman.

But the Riddler also knows that if sales destroy Batman, he will also lose the meaning of his existence.

So Nygma, who learned the news quite logically, quickly escaped from prison.

Because he wants to get rid of the Joker before he drives Batman crazy.

But crazy actions often lead to abandoning the rules of the game and can lead to terrible consequences.

……

"Go to Wayne Group quickly, the company is occupied by clowns."

These were the last words spoken by Lucius Fox, Batman's dedicated technical advisor, before he passed out.

"How is this possible? Our Sky Eye system monitors the entire Gotham."

Little Damian saw his friend lying unconscious on the side, feeling a little at a loss and typing frantically on the keyboard with his hands.

"Stop checking, they must have a back-up plan."

Red Hood's voice also sounded very unnatural.

This sudden bad news hit the little bird troops hard.

"I see, then I probably understand."

Li Fan stood up suddenly, and the hunting knife behind him was opened and transformed into a ferocious shape.

"Although I don't know what happened, since the Joker is within the Wayne Group, we will just cut it all the way."

Li Fan gently held the brim of his hat and put on the mask around his neck. After all, he was going to a place with a lot of bats.

"What, ahem, I think you can lend me a vehicle?"

Looking at the many black bat vehicles behind the Bat Cave, Li Fan was a little greedy.

It really takes only three seconds for a hero to rise up and be defeated by his power.