A mechanical master of a certain manga

On the streets when the lights were on, in Gotham City, which has good security, a robbery happened quite normally and reasonably.

The gunman with his face covered was taking out an old man's wallet and putting it in his pocket. Just as he finished this action, a thin young man appeared in the dark alley.

The muzzle of the gun was reversed and pointed steadily at the uninvited guest's head: "If you don't want to die, don't mind your own business."

The young man grinned and said, "What luck, I have two spectators today."

A nervous smile, just raising the corners of his mouth already showed an inexplicable hint of madness. This expression, under the dark light, is as terrifying as an ogre.

The robber's fingers were a little trembling. If possible, he didn't want to shoot to attract the police or the dark guardian of Gotham City, but now he had a feeling that even if he fired, it would be difficult to guarantee his safety.

The young man with a crazy smile seemed unmoved by the gun. He put his thumb to his mouth and bit it lightly, and a stream of blood spurted out from his finger. A finger touched his mouth and a bright red smile appeared.

"Very well, the makeup is done, it's time for the performance." The young man said to the robber.

"You are a clown." The robber saw this signature look and almost couldn't hold his gun steady. If the Guardian in the Dark is simply awe-inspiring, then the Joker is the most feared presence in Gotham City. The clown's admirers are all over the city, and they are all the craziest and most perverted characters.

"No, no, no, I'm not a clown, I'm laughing wildly. Okay, back to the topic, today's performance is flying knives." The young man flipped his wrist and found three throwing knives on his fingers. He didn't know where they were hidden before. .

"Look, the distance between us is about ten meters, and behind you there is a wanted poster for a clown. I count to three and start throwing throwing knives. If I can bypass you with all three knives, I will stab the clown on the wanted poster. Eyes and nose, then I will stand here and kill you without any resistance. If I miss any of my blows, then I will kill you." The young man said very seriously.

These words made the robber look confused and thought he heard wrongly.

"Crazy, wouldn't it be wrong if you missed the throw on purpose?"

Before he finished speaking, a ray of silver light flew past his face. The spinning flying knife left a small trace of blood on his face, and then penetrated into the left eye of the clown on the wanted poster in an elegant arc. in.

"Hahaha, how could a real performer deliberately mess up his performance?" The crazy young man laughed wildly and threw another throwing knife, which passed close to the robber's head and pierced the clown's nose.

Unable to bear the pressure any longer, the robber roared crazily: "Go to hell."

The trigger was pulled, and the sound of gunfire echoed in the alley. However, the young man opposite made a series of incredible evasive movements as if his body had no bones, and even avoided all the bullets in the blink of an eye.

Even in the process, he could twist his body and throw out the last knife. This knife cut off the robber's ear and then stabbed into the clown's right eye.

All three knives hit him, and the robber also emptied the magazine of his pistol.

The young man said happily: "Although the audience was not very cooperative, I still successfully completed my performance. Next"

"Ah, ah, madman, you are mad." Looking back, he saw the three extremely precise knives. The robber was covering his bleeding ears. He had already fallen into a state of mental collapse and rushed towards the young man like crazy.

"Oh, I can't wait for the next round of performances, come on, come on." The young man looked at the person rushing towards him, opened his arms, and then closed his eyes, as if he was really waiting for the other person to come. Like killing yourself.

This desperate robber seemed to have been cruel. He had already pulled out the dagger from his arms. As long as he stabbed it into the heart of the other party, he would die even if he was a real clown. However, when he walked up to this crazy young man, , but felt that her hands were weak, and she didn't even have the courage to look at his face again.

"Don't gamble your life with a madman." The man simply speeded up and rushed past the young man. As long as you walk onto the street, you can escape among the crowds and traffic.

The young man felt a gust of wind passing by him, then opened his eyes, turned around and looked at the escaping figure, frowned and said, "What a pity, you ruined my performance."

The light of the knife flashed away, and the blade sank into the back of the man's head. He was only one step away from the street, but the robber fell heavily to the ground and could no longer move forward half a step.

After a while, the police car followed the sound of gunshots and saw only the old man who was still lying on the ground and the stiff body.

In the Gotham City Police Department, Director James Gordon rubbed his brows in pain after listening to the old man's account.

"One clown is enough in Gotham City." Director Gordon sighed dejectedly.

After hearing this, a young police detective who had just joined the job asked Gordon: "Chief, do you think that if the robber really pulled out a knife to kill people, the man who claimed to be laughing wildly would really not resist?"

Gordon thought for a while, and then said: "I don't know, these madmen, I will never guess what they are thinking."

At this time, the old man who was robbed suddenly said: "Director Gordon, the interesting thing about the show is that the audience will never guess the ending." After saying that, the old man tore off the human skin mask on his face, The young man's face was revealed. The blood on the corners of his mouth had turned dark red, but his smile was still wild.

Although Chief Gordon wanted to calm down, other police officers had already raised their pistols and pointed them at the madman who suddenly appeared.

This guy cut off a man's ear and then stabbed him in the back of the head with a knife. He was a complete murderer.

"Don't be nervous, the performance was over at that moment."

Kuangxiao rolled up the human skin mask very seriously, like a dedicated magician packing up his performance props.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Director Gordon asked in a deep voice.

"I just hope that the performance can end perfectly. At the last moment, of course, as an actor, I have to thank the audience." As he said this, he didn't care about the guns pointed at him. He stood up and bowed deeply to the police.

This action is so pious that there is nothing to criticize about it. But when Kuangxiao stood up straight again, Gordon felt like a different person.

Although there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, the smile was no longer on his face, and there was no crazy look in his eyes that only a madman would have. It was like going from a madman to a normal person in an instant, a slightly shy neighbor boy.

His true age had been concealed before because of his crazy temperament, but now Gordon realized that the boy in front of him might have just reached adulthood.

Commissioner Gordon has worked as a police officer in Gotham City for so many years and has never seen such a drastic change in temperament.

Even the clown is always chaotic and crazy. Even if you want to play a normal person, you will never be able to do it.

Therefore, Director Gordon couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"

This time, the young man scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said: "You can call me Dilit. You may not believe it, but the murder before was really not my fault."