[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

At night, the continuous rainy weather makes the city of Gotham still covered with thick clouds that can almost be perceived even at night. There is no bright moon or starlight above the night, and the sky is dark. It makes people feel depressed for no reason.

Gotham City Hall was still brightly lit as it approached midnight.On the top floor of the city hall, inside the mayor's office, a man with a pot belly wearing a dark orange shirt is sitting on an office chair in the mayor's office, with one arm sleeve rolled up, revealing the gauze arm, with a look of impatience.

Behind him stood a few men in black suits who seemed to be hired security personnel, and in front of him were a group of police officers wearing police uniforms with the logo of the Gotham Police Department. The police officers, led by a man in a suit standing in front of the desk, with short brown hair, a mustache, and glasses, surrounded the man sitting in the office chair.

Sitting on an office chair, the man with a pot belly, the person who announced the death of the clown, Mayor Hardy complained to the man in glasses with short brown hair and short hair standing in front of the desk: "You have been taken away from me without knowing it." How much blood was tested, the blood was almost enough to feed a vampire, but nothing came out, and then I was injected with the bat vaccine provided by the vigilante, I felt like I was about to become a bat! "

"I understand you very well, but I don't think those vaccines can turn people into bats, Mr. Hardy," Director Gordon didn't feel any dissatisfaction with the mayor's questioning and sarcasm, he replied very calmly, "Please also Please understand us, all these things are also out of consideration for your safety."

"Including enclosing my office completely? I bet not even a fly can fly in, let alone that bloody clown..." Mayor Hardy frowned, but after taking a look at Commissioner Gordon, he continued He loosened his brows, "Forget it, I know that Claridge's death has put you under a lot of pressure. If this can make you feel at ease, I have no objection. However, let your police officers pay attention to their Down there, my office was cleaned last week and I don't want them scratching my floor."

"Shoe soles? Okay, I see. I'll check the elevator again." Director Gordon nodded at Mayor Hardy, then turned and walked towards the closed office door.

After closing the door of the mayor's office, Mayor Gordon breathed out, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the elevator located at the end of the corridor outside the mayor's office, not far from the mayor's office.

Entering the elevator, he did not check the elevator as he said, but leaned his back against the wall of the elevator, then raised his head and said to the elevator: "Good evening."

Above the elevator, on the top of the elevator suspended by cables, stands a Batman wearing a black helmet with a pair of pointed ear-like protrusions, a black cloak that hangs almost to the ground, and a huge black bat logo on the chest of the tight gray uniform , he replied in a low, hoarse voice as if he had throat cancer: "Good evening, Jim."

There are several projections erected around Batman, above which is the figure of Mayor Hardy sitting in the mayor's office, as well as real-time monitoring information about Mayor Hardy's body functions.

Gordon habitually wanted to touch the cigarettes from his pocket, but when he found nothing, he realized that all the cigarettes he had hidden had been searched by Barbara, so he could only touch his nose: "To be honest, I'm a little afraid to ask how long you've been watching the mayor."

"Then don't ask." Batman calmly replied to the old man's teasing.

"So," Gordon asked, "has Batman, who's been watching Mayor Hardy for who knows how long, found anything?"

"Actually, nothing was found," Batman looked at the projection in front of him, and replied in a deep voice, "All of Mayor Hardy's physical signs are normal, and his blood has not detected any problems. I didn't even drink alcohol because of my vigilance tonight, and my physical condition is a little better than usual."

"I've checked all around. The water is clean, the vents are normal, and the security facilities are complete." Batman finished stating the information he received, and then paused: "Jim, how do you feel?"

Gordon reached out and adjusted his tie, although he knew that the slight suffocation he felt was not actually caused by the tie being too tight: "It sucks..."

Gordon said with a wry smile, left the wall in the elevator, and straightened his body: "You can't hear it at all from the voice, right? I feel angry and...fear because of him."

"I really can't hear it," Batman replied.

Gordon frowned, and let out another breath: "Since I haven't found anything special for the time being, I'll go back first."

Batman didn't respond, he listened to Gordon's footsteps as he stepped out of the elevator, thinking.

Gordon said he felt the fear, which is not difficult to understand. He felt the fear that the people he cared about might be hurt by the clown, because in fact he had already experienced it deeply.The reason why he said it to him was probably because he knew very well that he had no one else to express his emotions to, except him. He couldn't show this emotion to the person he wanted to protect, not only couldn't, Also pretend to be confident.

Because facing the crisis created by clowns is often like facing a wild beast. Once you show your timidity, it will pounce on you and tear you to pieces.

He could feel that all the fear hidden in Gordon's heart that the people he cared about was being threatened was being brewed into deeper hatred and anger, but this is exactly what the clown is willing to see, he likes and is best at igniting and playing with Anger that drives another person to their senses.

All the clues he has obtained now indicate that the clown wants to reproduce everything he has done in Gotham City, but if this is the case, even if he does not need files, he can still remember very clearly. The victim, Old Claridge, died of poisoning. The clown poisoned him 24 hours before the predicted death time. That was also recorded in the file. The clown used clown poison for the first time.

But this time, Mayor Hardy didn't find any problems.And the doubts don’t stop there. The clown returned to Gotham with great fanfare after a year of disappearance. The first thing he did was to go to the police station and twist the necks of the police officers. It's a crazy act, but it's actually unusual for the clown's habits - he usually chooses to encourage others to do this kind of dirty work.

Not to mention recreating the crimes he committed?This is not like what a clown would do. If it was him, he would definitely think it would be no fun to do what he did before, and he would even despise repeating his own crime...

"Oh no..." Suddenly thinking of something, Batman jumped off the top of the elevator and ran out of the elevator, passing Gordon who was still walking towards the mayor's office.

Gordon felt a gust of wind around him, and then saw Batman's back. After a moment of surprise, his expression changed, and he chased after him: "What happened? Mayor Hardy?"

"No..." Batman rushed to the door of the mayor's office, twisted the handle vigorously, and pushed open the door of the mayor's office: "It's other people, everyone else!"

The moment he pushed open the door, what he saw was a scene of purgatory on earth. The police officers had painful and hideous expressions, with blood oozing from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the severely poisoned police officer knelt down on the ground, spitting blood mixed with it. Corroded and festering fragments of internal organs.

A police officer tried his best to walk towards Batman: "Batman... help me, us..." But before he could reach Batman in time, he fell to his knees and vomited blood mixed with internal organs. of blood.

In an instant, everyone in the mayor's office, the police officers, including the hired security personnel, except for Mayor Hardy, who was pale from fright, survived.

The blood coughed up by the victims made the clean and bright mayor's office look gloomy and eerie. Batman, Commissioner Gordon and Mayor Hardy stood among the collapsed people.

The corner of Batman's mouth was lowered, and he looked gloomyly at the police officers who were lying on the ground with painful and weird expressions. He poked towards one of the police officers with his fingertips, and extended a very small probe from his fingertips. A needle was used to extract a sample of toxins from the police officer's body.

"Penny one, analyze the toxin composition." Batman said in a deep voice.

The voice of Alfred in the Batcave came from the built-in earphone in the bat helmet: "It's a combined trigger type binary toxin, one should be put on the victim's clothing by him, and the other is used The drug that triggers the toxicity is mixed in the mayor's cleaner."

"The triggering toxin should be a variant of toxin 34, troponin high enough to trigger some kind of muscle twitch, similar to..."

"The expression is painful, I can see it. Is there any other clues besides this, give me a little more, anything."

"Hmm... I don't know if this is a clue. Three completely unnecessary additives were found in the extracted toxin sample, ethane (Ethane), aspirin (Asprin) and chlorine (Chlorine)."

"ACE, initials, he's back in that place..." Batman narrowed his eyes.

After Batman left, Director Gordon looked at the subordinates who fell on the ground, thinking that they were still full of energy last moment. At that time, he never thought that it was the last time he saw them, just like the clown returning to his brother. Tan, the night he entered the police station to commit the murder.

Gordon closed his eyes heavily, and expelled the tragic death of his colleagues from his mind. At this moment, Mayor Hardy, who was standing aside, screamed: "Gordon, the dead are alive , he grabbed my foot, help, help—”

Gordon reacted very quickly and drew out his gun to aim at the security guard who jumped up from the ground and strangled Mayor Hardy's neck with his arms. His black suit was stained with bright red.

The gun in the hand of the security guard was pressed against Mayor Hardy's temple, facing Gordon's muzzle, showing a sweet smile that looked extremely weird on his man's face, and his voice was even weirder, It was a young woman's voice: "Good evening, Commissioner Gordon."

The author has something to say: Heck, I didn’t want to write so many plots of the original novel, but in order for the cuties who haven’t seen this part to be able to connect the plot, and also to serve the following plots, the cuties who have read it will forgive me, some I tried to modify the details according to my own understanding to ensure that the old soup tastes new (thumbs up)

Irresponsible Little Theater:

Director Gordon: (Hand touching the cigarette trembles slightly) Batman, tell me, how long have you been spying on the mayor.

Batman: Since he took office, you know why you need to ask again.

Commissioner Gordon: (Smoking wildly in the background while Barbara is away) I am here to relax my tense mood.

Tim: (peeking at Inanna) It's over, things are getting worse, I have a little bit of a premonition that I can't help...

伊南娜：？感谢在2020-03-1422:51:29~2020-03-1522:40:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: I am really too lazy to think of a name;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Uruk will last forever in this 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!