[Comprehensive English and American] Forcibly recognize relatives

Meanwhile, a deal is going on at the Arkham Nursing Home.

The siren did not go off, but the Joker heard many feet running down the corridor.

Finally, the voice stopped at his door.

Crack—the layer upon layer of mechanism locks were opened from the outside.

The clown raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, looking at the cell door that was suddenly opened.

"How can the great Mr. Clown be trapped in this mere four-cornered cage?" A woman's words sounded, accompanied by the sound of high heels stepping on the floor.

"Who are you??" The woman was against the light, and the clown squinted his eyes, trying to see who she was: "Hiss...you don't look like my little pumpkin."

"Talia Ogu." Thalia took a few steps forward, and the surrounding lights turned on at the same time, illuminating her elegant and charming face. Thalia smiled and said, "I'm from the League of Assassins."

"Maybe we should discuss it in another place, Mr. Clown." Talia clapped her hands, and a man dressed exactly like the clown walked in. He consciously squatted in the corner, seeming to replace the clown.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the police officers in Arkham are becoming more and more useless." The clown didn't know whether to sigh or mock.

"Let's go, Mr. Clown." Thalia made a gesture of invitation.

The clown felt inexplicably upset.

"Ha! Was the clown here at your beck and call? Fuck you!" The clown kicked the pretender down: "You don't even look a hundredth like me, how dare you pretend to be me?"

The Joker picked up the impersonator and spun it around a few times before throwing it at Thalia.

Thalia dodged sideways, but several men behind her were knocked down, the clown took advantage of the situation and went around Talia, he grabbed the knife from one of his men, and then turned around and slashed at Talia.

"Hahahaha..." The clown hacked haphazardly, as if he was playing a game.

"Calm down, Mr. Clown, I'm here to talk about cooperation." Thalia tried her best to avoid the attack, not intending to fight him.

"Hahaha..." The clown cut harder and harder: "I'm not interested in cooperating with you, my goal has always been..."

"Batman?" Thalia continued. "What if we could help you get Batman back?"

The clown stopped the knife, stood on the spot with his chin resting and thought for a while, and said to himself: "Well, Batman really hasn't come to see me for a long time."

"In Gotham, who doesn't know that Batman's old enemy is the Joker, and the League of Assassins is willing to build a duel stage for you." Thalia said.

The clown immediately dropped the knife, clapped his hands and said, "Well, it's not that I can't cooperate with you..."

Thalia's mouth curled up.

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[System 2.0 has a 100% completion rate since it became the system, host, please rest assured that we will be able to complete this task and come to a perfect conclusion. 】

Sacrifice for Batman?

Absolutely, no.

Annie: System, I don't want to accept this task.

[Please don't give up lightly, we can complete this task. 】

Annie: It's not a question of whether it can be completed, but that this task is too sad.

[Does it make these people in the dungeon sad?They are just passers-by in the dungeon world, you have to leave after all, and even if they are sad, it will be for a while, their ability to relieve is very strong, and they will not indulge in sadness all the time. 】

Anne: You can't hurt them just because they can relieve their emotions.

【Host, it’s not that I don’t have emotions, but my vision is higher than yours. I would like to remind you that emotions are the least worth mentioning. You have to think about how many missioners failed missions because of emotions. 】

The system doesn't approve of Anne being emotional.

Annie didn't bother to argue, and asked directly: Can I change the mission?

[Missions can only be replaced with points refresh. If your remaining points are less than 50, you cannot change missions. 】

Annie: ...can't you pay on credit?

[Credit?That's against the rules. 】

Anne: It seems that the dog system used to pay for me on credit.

【…】

[So System 1.0 was recycled. 】

So no solution?

Annie was in distress.

[Don't be discouraged, if you just don't want Batman to know, the system can plan for you, as long as you meet the mission, don't let Batman know that you sacrificed for him. 】

Anne: Can it still be like this?

[But you are causing yourself trouble. Although the Batman in this world is not as brutal as the Batman in other worlds, he still has detective attributes. If you want to sacrifice for him without being discovered by him, the difficulty is not Generally high, I don't recommend you to do this. 】

Annie's head was bald with worry: then let's put this task aside and think about it when I have time.

"Annie..." Dick approached curiously, and asked, "How can you feel joy, anger, sorrow and joy while eating a piece of cake?"

"You...how did you see that?" Annie squinted.

"Barbara is teaching me micro-expressions in psychology recently. I can tell you have a slightly different mood." Dick took a bite of the cake and said strangely: "The taste is the same as before, obviously before you Very happy."

"Oh, ignorant human beings, this is a realm that only experienced foodies can reach. Eating cakes is like drinking tea to experience all the flavors of life!" Annie said in a mysterious way, and she handed another piece of cake to Dick, saying: "You taste, You savor it carefully."

"Oh, let me try." Dick looked stupid.

Annie buried her head in eating the cake: It's so annoying, what a mission.

Annie stared blankly for a moment, looking up at Bruce.

"Annie." Bruce just raised his red wine glass to signal Annie, and Annie immediately raised her own drink to clink with him.

Annie: Obviously Bruce is so good...

Dick tasted it for a long time, but only tasted sweetness, so he gave up tasting the cake and suggested that everyone go to the movies together.

There is a dedicated small film and television hall in Wayne Manor.

"It's a pity that Jason is gone, and I want to invite him to watch a family movie." Dick spread his hands.

Everyone came to the film and television hall and sat in a row, each with a can of popcorn in his hand.

Bruce sat in the middle, and Annie sat next to him.

"Dick, what movie did you pick?" Tim asked.

Dick said: "I heard that Anne likes to listen to Shakespeare, so I chose Hamlet!"

"Pfft." Annie almost laughed, she said silently: "Let me tell you, this film has miraculous effects!"

"What do you mean?" Dick didn't understand.

Annie: "You guys will find out later..."

At the opening of the film comes a line:

Tobe, ornottobe, thatisaquestion—to be or not to be, that is a question worth considering.

This is Hamlet's most famous line.

5 minute later.

Dick was shocked: "Is this movie not good? Why did Annie just fall asleep?"

Annie leaned directly on Bruce's shoulder and snored. Dick poked her face a few times, but Annie didn't respond at all.

"You can't wake Annie up when she's asleep. She didn't wake up last time when I brought her back from the company." Tim said.

"She usually takes this film as a lullaby, and it's understandable to fall asleep." Bruce looked at the time: "And it's Anne's bedtime, and the biological clock is working."

Bruce gently picked Annie up and said, "I'll take her back to her room."

Bruce hugged Annie and left.

"Ha." Damian was suddenly excited: "Annie has fallen asleep, and Bruce has left, so let's watch the chainsaw!"

In fact, Damian almost fell asleep watching it, and he thinks that more thrilling movies are suitable for him.

"Yeah!" Dick agreed.

Tim wanted to run away a little: "Are you... are you serious..."

Barbara grabbed Tim: "It's very beautiful! Let's take a look first!"

To die or not to die, that is the question.

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This is an abandoned chemical factory, the clown is sitting on an old chair, and Harley is sitting on the armrest of the chair, looking at Thalia on the opposite side with an unhappy face, because the clown is staring at this woman closely.

"Hey! Pudding, don't you only have me in your heart?! Don't look at this woman!" Harley tried to break the clown's face.

The clown pushed Harry away and said, "Little Pumpkin, don't make noise, we are discussing business."

"Hmph." Harry sat back silently with his mouth raised.

The two of them walked out of Arkham in a grand manner, and now the two impostors who replaced them in the cell in Arkham.

"Get rid of this woman named Anna next to him," Thalia said.

Thalia handed the clown a portrait with Anna on it, and the clown found the portrait inexplicably familiar.

"Anna? Oh! I know! The last time Batman got laughing gas, what a rare opportunity! But this woman got in the way! And the time at the salad dressing factory! Tch! What a shame for the clown! Putting on a sack! I wasted my chance to be alone with Batman! Ahhh!" The clown angrily tore up the portrait and threw it into the air.

"Well, she's really in the way, and I want to get rid of her too." The clown agreed.

"Then we..." Thalia laughed and said, "We have reached a consensus."

"That's great! There's a new toy again! How about..." Harry tilted his head thinking, and excitedly proposed a suggestion: "How about we let Anna die in front of Batman?!!"

"It can be considered." The clown nodded.

Harley was happy after getting the clown's approval.

"There seems to be no trace of Anna in Gotham." Thalia took out a photo and threw it to the clown like a playing card. She said, "Maybe you can take this girl as a hostage, and she can lure Anna."

The clown took the picture.

Talia smiled and said, "Your purpose is to get Batman's attention back to you, and I want to get rid of that woman named Anna. We are mutually beneficial."

"Oh hehe, interesting, deal!" The clown said.

"Looking forward to the cooperation with Mr. Clown." Thalia stepped back and disappeared into the darkness.

The clown picked up the photo, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully.

"Oh! This is that little sweetheart!" Harry approached and suddenly shouted.

"Have you seen it?" The clown raised his eyebrows.

"Of course it's called Anne, she was in Arkham! She was wearing a white dress and she was cute, so I sent her a bunch of bombs and left her there , and then! When I saw her for the second time, guess what!" Harry smiled: "She became someone else's adopted daughter and appeared in school, and I could see that this girl has been lying, haha Haha, I guess, she knows who Batman really is!"

"Interesting..." The clown held the photo and tilted his head thinking, "Let me think about how big a scene is suitable for the joker's stage..."

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