family history of mental illness

How could there be such a brazen person in the world?

How dare you say that the famous clown is his son?

Wait, the clown held up the toy gun that spewed out a small flag, and he realized it belatedly, this shameless person seemed to be himself.

What to do, no matter how I think about it, I'm so angry!

The clown retracted the gun, put the small backpack back on his back, walked back to the counter with a stern face, full of depression, clasped his hands together, leaned back, and put his face away, out of sight and out of mind.

Brant: "...I said, do you feel that?"

Omir looked at him and made a questioning monotone: "Huh?"

Brandt picked up what he said before, and said in an indescribable way: "Jack has become childish?"

Omir speculated reasonably: "Perhaps because of being smaller, the mind has also become smaller?"

Brandt silently pointed to himself, and then pointed to Omer: "The ones who got smaller are three people, okay, but we are all normal."

Omir fell into deep thought, but soon he consciously figured it out, said "ah", and said firmly, "I see."

Brandt looked at him expectantly.

Omir said: "Because there are Jokers in this world."

Interesting, you go on.Brandt signaled him so with his eyes.

Omir really continued: "Just like you, after the more mature, stable and powerful half body of me appears, I will subconsciously rely on it and abdicate to take the role of younger brother. Now that Jack has become smaller, the Clown has become a more A taller and more mature existence, this can barely be regarded as his half body?

Then he will become dependent, and then abdicated to become... son, ahem, I think that's the case, what do you think? "

Brandt: "..."

I think you just want to find an opportunity to boast that you are a mature and stable brother in a disguised form.

The more Omer thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, but Brant didn't bother to talk to him.

But in fact, the clown's thoughts were not as complicated as they thought, he was just... holding back.

Four years ago, he never imagined that his son would turn all his fun into boring.

What is the fun of clowns?Batman?

In fact, it is not accurate to say that.

To be precise, the joy of the clown is to help others, and to help others.

Trust me, this really isn't a joke.

The clown's thinking may be difficult for many people to understand, but he has his own set of logic.

He believes that everyone is standing on the edge of a cliff, and there are abysses in front, back, left, and right.But the vast majority of people, neither forward nor backward, they do not move.

And what the clown likes most is to help these hesitant people make choices, and gently, gently push them.

For example, put on a double-faced makeup for Prosecutor Dante, show Dr. Quizell his seductive thinking, and give the little bat one gift of love after another.

Voila, it's easy.

The reason why he likes Batman is also because this guy is obviously the same as him, but when he helped to "push", he clung to the stone on the cliff and refused to fall.

The sudden setback made the clown even more excited, but now, his son has ruined his little hobby.

Everyone who was pushed down by him was simply pulled up by Brandt, and he even turned his own playground, Arkham, into an empty city.

To be honest, the clown really doesn't want such a cheating son.

It's boring, the lady is boring.

Others are perverted in silence, and the clown's negative is positive, but it looks normal.He went to the political arena to relieve his excess energy and depression. To his credit, he has done a good job in the past three years.

But everything broke out today.

Another interesting episode in the Joker's life, as he shrinks for unknown reasons and ends up in the multiverse.

The clown is happy, the clown is excited.However, before he could enjoy this kind of fun, he made a little trouble, and then found that there is no Batman here, and the self in the parallel world is a damn boring superhero.

This is really the funniest joke the clown has ever heard.

The clown's mentality collapsed and he fell into a state of autism.

Brandt hesitated and said, "Do you feel that?"

Omir looked at him again: "What's the matter?"

Brandt continued: "The clown looks like he's acting like a baby?"

Omer: "???"

He said in disbelief, "Maybe you should get a pair of glasses? I mean, how did you see that... no, it should be how did you imagine such a horrible thing out of thin air?"

"Don't you really think so?" Brandt said unmoved: "Now that I think about it, the clown's abnormality is nothing more than knowing that there is a strange clown here, and there is no Batman in the beginning."

Omer said, "So?"

"So, he's just playing with Batman." Brandt said, "Without Batman, I wouldn't play with you. This?"

Omer tried to keep up with Brant's train of thought: "But there's no Batman here."

Brandt sadly concluded: "So, we have a clown who can't return to normal."

It's a really sad story.

What's even more sad is that just after the robbers' arrest was settled, they ushered in new troubles.

A bigger problem.

"Oh!"

There was a huge explosion, followed by the collapse of buildings and the screams of the crowd.

There was fresh commotion outside the shop.

"Sooner or later." The salesman said angrily with a trembling voice, "Sooner or later, the Americans will be completely wiped out because of these damn criminals."

The Clownman held the inflatable hammer and looked at her with a big smile on his face: "It seems that you also have a talent for telling jokes?" He threw the tied up strong robber on the ground: "I really hope that the troublemakers don't It's the Syndicate, you know, they're tough."

The salesperson asked with a feeling: "Are you leaving?"

Clownman patted his clothes, said with a smile: "Yes, yes, now Xiaochou is going to fight bad guys, and I will leave this poor boy to your care."

With that, the Clown walked out of the store, into the fire and screams.

The salesperson first called the Gotham Police Department, then found a strong-looking rope, and fixed the tied robber behind the counter.

"What are you doing?" Omir asked curiously.

The salesperson kicked the robber, and took the time to answer: "I called the police, and when the situation here stabilizes, they will come and take over this guy."

Brandt asked sharply, "Are you leaving?"

The salesperson took it for granted: "No one can guarantee that the flames of war will not spread to the store. Should I just stay here and wait to die? Even if my idol, the Clown Man, says no." Little Douding yelled at the autistic clown: "There is a safe passage behind, I will take you to my house, follow closely and don't fall behind."

Brant: "Your house?"

He dragged and dragged into the safe passage, and left the battle circle with hesitant turns. The salesperson breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My house is several blocks away, which is much safer than the city center. Wait for the superheroes to solve the problem." If you are in danger, I will send you home again, by the way, where is your home, and, I wanted to ask just now, where are your parents?"

Brandt couldn't tell the truth again, so he had to say, "We are here for a tour, and we got separated from our family by accident."

Just as he was talking, the aisle came to an end. The salesperson unlocked the door lock on the partition above his head, pushed open the door panel, and shouted, "Michelle, come and help!"

A boy's cheerful voice replied: "Here comes Mom."

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy looked over: "Mom, did you give me three more brothers?"

"Don't be silly, continue." The salesperson lifted Brant up, and Michelle skillfully caught him and carried him to the ground.

Brant looked at that very familiar face and always felt that he had caught something.

"Your name is Michelle?" he asked.

Michelle said strangely: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Brandt looked at the salesperson under the safe passage again: "I still don't know your name?"

The clerk said, "Forgot to mention, my name is Nora Fries and this is my son Michelle Fries."

Omer and Brant looked at each other, and suddenly understood what his half body was thinking. He asked, "What is the relationship between Victor Fries and you?"

Nora said in amazement: "You know my husband? But he has been dead for 16 years."

So she is Freeze Man's wife?

It turns out that the one who died in this couple in this world was the frozen person?

So this big boy is the Michelle they met in the orphanage before?

But why does it feel like some mysteries have been solved.

But there are more puzzles popping up?

Brant was deeply depressed.

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