[Comprehensive] Clown training game

When Mr. J woke up, he was lying on the bed, the bedroom door was closed but unlocked, the window was slightly opened to provide ventilation without catching cold, and the cheap printed curtains were blown by the breeze, making everything that happened last night It's all like a dream.

Mr. J doesn't even know, did he really see Batman last night?

And which timeline is this Batman?Which world?Well, definitely not Wayne, the stunned young man of this world.Last night, Master Wayne was more mature, at least in his thirties and forties, and his behavior was decisive and calm, a little gentle.

This is a good way to tell the age of Batman. When he was young, Batman was like a fire, jealous like hatred but too upright, easy to ignite like a firecracker, and he didn't know how much he suffered for this.

But as he got older and experienced more and more, the former fire was suppressed back to the depths of his heart, like a dull volcano, still dangerous, but more restrained and steady.The older Batman has more means and more tactful, compared to the previous clear love and hate, but more compassion and tenderness.

Just like the unparalleled precious obsidian, although its edges and corners have been polished off, it has a deeper historical background.

If it were Bruce when he was young, he wouldn't say that to Mr. J even if he was killed.No, even Bruce in Jason's era might not have said that. He was older and more mature than all the Wayne I'd seen before.

So, Bruce in the future timeline?

Moreover, Batman obviously forcibly broke through the limitations of the system and broke into the punishment copy.

So the question is, why would the future Bruce choose to break into this copy at this time?Could it be that he collapsed in this punishment copy?But why did he collapse, was it for Lucy?

Hold on... hold on to what?

Well, this is actually not the point of his entanglement. As far as the hot chicken system is concerned, it is useless to worry about it. It can only be "soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth".He was just regretting, after Bruce said this last night, his reaction...

Mr. J clutched his head with a headache, wishing he could stay with the bed forever and never get up again in this life.

Because, it's really embarrassing! !

Back to last night——

"Even if this place is forced to forget, as long as this place does not change, it will never be truly forgotten." The touch of the Kevlar glove was very gentle, and Batman's soothing voice was also very gentle, probably because he knows how to stimulate, Mr. J I really want to go crazy and show him.

From time to time, this is the most gentle and coaxing time that Uncle Wayne has spoken to Mr. J.

It may also be related to this face. After all, Lucy's delicate face as a weak woman is much more beautiful than the disfigured face of the clown.Therefore, Bruce comforted himself without too much psychological burden.

The voice was so gentle and considerate that Mr. J finally couldn't hold it back, and hugged Batman with his backhand, tears "swipe and pull" and fell down. He was really heartbroken, and he didn't roar like before. The ghost screamed, but the heart was hurting, and the eyes were full of despair.

Cry like tonight is the last night, cry like tomorrow is the end of the world.

The future Bruce didn't resist, and patted him on the back very considerately, helped him to smooth his air, and reminded softly: "Be careful of the baby in your belly." Unsteady, although this child was impossible in the first place... Bruce lowered his eyes, and his soothing voice was more gentle.

Even though he knew exactly what was going to happen, he could only watch it happen.

Mr. J can't escape this period, he can only endure it, only endure it, and stick to his heart.

Mr. J fell asleep under the comfort of Bruce. Although it was a small female face, when Bruce looked deeply, he seemed to be able to see the tormented soul.

He admired this unyielding soul, even if it was part of the Joker.

Speaking of it, the clown, no matter how hated he is, still has something to admire.That is, the Joker is never at the mercy of others, no, it should be that he is never at the mercy of fate.

The clown is a person who can really hate the world, he is so arrogant and free that no one can match.

No one should try to control him, even if it is a god, the clown will probably give a middle finger with a big laugh, and then indulge in fighting wits and courage with the so-called "god", and treat it as a game. Pull it into the water as a gamble.

The clown never obeys.

From this point of view, the soul will inherited by Mr. J is one of the essence of the clown.

Batman sighed, the Joker is really a lunatic, but he is also a lunatic who is so powerful that the gods fear him.The gamble he used his soul as a bargaining chip has already dragged everyone into the water...

He moved Mr. J back to the bed and covered him with the quilt. He had to leave, and the system would detect him if he stayed any longer.A soft light covered the Dark Knight's body, just like when he came, and Batman left without a sound.

——The memory of the black history is over.

Of course, Mr. J's memory is limited to the fact that he passed out from crying, presumably it was Batman who carried him back to the bed and covered him with the quilt.Very good, I can't live through this day, and I have lost my face to the future timeline.

Maybe it's because Jack promised not to get involved with gangsters anymore, maybe crying is good for physical and mental health, or maybe the appearance of Batman gave Mr. J some faint hope, at least he hasn't been given up, isn't he?

Mr. J was happy physically and mentally during this time, and even the task of divorce could be suspended and slowed down.

Of course, marriage still has to be divorced, and it is not a difficult thing.If Jack does not agree, he will have to go through legal procedures, and it will inevitably tear his face.However, he can only go back after completing the task.

The future Bruce is waiting for him. This knowledge makes Mr. J full of strength again. It is always a joy to be expected.

The milk gurgled and steamed on the heater.

In the middle of the night, Jack went out again, but Mr. J didn't bother to talk to him. He was more sleepy recently because of his pregnancy.Fortunately, it is still useful to take care of the body during this period of time, and Lucy's complexion looks much better.

"Dong dong." Someone knocked on the door.

Mr. J frowned, so late, who is visiting?No wonder he was too vigilant. In a slum like Gotham, it is not surprising that anything happens. Besides, he is just a "pregnant woman who has no fighting power and is alone at home."

He walked to the door, turned sideways to avoid it, and swept the cat's eyes silently.

There was a policeman standing outside, wearing a Gotham police uniform and holding his ID in his hand, which looked very formal.Especially when the other party shouted: "A suspect has slipped into this building. I am the Gotham police. Please cooperate with the inspection."

Someone came in?no.

Mr. J was a little uneasy, his instinct was giving him a warning, but his rationality seemed to say that everything was fine, it was just that he was thinking too much.He frowned, and heard the other party knock on the door impatiently, and threatened that he could see that the room was empty, and if he didn't cooperate with the police, he would break in.

Gotham police have always been brutal, especially before Batman can control the situation, it is unreasonable.

Mr. J's body is pregnant and heavy, even if he runs, he doesn't see where else to go, and which floor is this? Mr. J suddenly realized that whether it was a blessing or a curse, he might not be able to escape tonight.

I can't help you change anything... What Batman said yesterday is still in my ears, like a thunderbolt, which made Mr. J suddenly realize something.

Bruce was never one to aim at nothing, and he must have known what was going to happen when he said that.

Mr. J recalled the eyes and tone of the other party. Even with the cover of the bat mask, he firmly believed that Bruce's expression was compassion.Is he pitying himself?Knowing that he will go to hell, but standing by and spectating, still persuading himself to "persevere"?

The most terrifying thing in this world is the broken hope.

People often get into a dead end. For Mr. J at this moment, the appearance of Batman in the future is to fool him into dying with peace of mind.He felt great pain welling up in his heart, and at the same time, there was the sound of the door being kicked open.

The Gotham policeman rushed in, and Mr. J tried to run, but couldn't escape at all.

Lucy's body is no match for criminals.

Mr. J was thrown on the ground, and the kick was so hard that his stomach hit the floor, and the severe pain rose like an explosion.And then someone strangled his neck from behind.

Mr. J struggled in vain, his nails scratched deeply into the back of the murderer's hand, and then he was slapped hard.The beating made his eyes stare, and he couldn't get up on the ground for a long time, and the floor became slippery. Mr. J soon realized that it was his own blood.

Blood gushed out in patches, like waxing the floor, and the deadly rope was wrapped around the neck again.

Fear, great fear, that was the emotion that exploded in Lucy when she was dying.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die with the unborn child in her belly.This group of disgusting moths in Gotham wanted to kill even a pregnant woman, regardless of how resentful, fearful and unwilling the other party was before he died.

This is Gotham, this is Gotham...

As the woman's body completely weakened and softened, the murderer let go of the rope.He's here to silence, of course things have to be done beautifully so as not to fall into the trap.He lit the milk filler, making sure the room was on fire, and then hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and left.

Mr. J wasn't dead, but he couldn't move anymore either.

He saw the orange-red light burning in the room, the heat waves hit him one after another, everywhere was blindingly bright, the flames quickly spread to his side, Lucy's stomach stopped moving, the fetus might have died in the fight , The ground was full of blood and flames.

It hurts to be burned without being able to move.

Mr. J thought about it in a daze, but the pain of being burned alive on the body was far inferior to the desolation in his heart.Lucy would burn here, and their children would be gone, and nothing would be left.

Is that what Wayne made him insist on?After he knew that all of this would happen, how could he be condescending and let himself persevere?A pregnant woman was burned alive in his own home. As the guardian of Gotham, he let himself insist?

Why do you?Why? ! !

When his consciousness gradually disappeared, Mr. J vaguely heard a beast-like howl from outside the house. The sound was so shrill that he couldn't tell whether it was a human voice or a ghost's roar.

He slowly closed his eyes, flames engulfing his face.

"In the copy of the chemical plant night, the identity card [Crying Wife] mission failed, and I lost my second chance to clear the level."

"Delete the card [Crying Wife], the crazy value is 10, and there is one chance to clear the level."

"If you fail the third mission, you will lose your soul forever. Players should take it easy and cherish it."

"Collect [crying wife] important clues: The tears of the wife will become the nourishment of the devil."

"Remove the [Crying Wife] mood debuff: Fear."

"Enter the third night."