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Gotham has not received any reports of weapons being stolen, and the rest of Arkham's inmates seem to be unaware of the Joker's escape - although most of the time they will pretend that they are not involved, this time it is real Nothing else happened.

This seems too strange, every time the clown breaks out of prison, he will make some big incidents, so quiet is not him at all.

Batman had just returned to the Batcave from outside when suddenly Grace's contact request popped up on the computer.

His heart sank suddenly, and some bad thoughts arose unconsciously.

Grace is far away in New York, and has the ability to protect herself, and has companions by her side, so it is impossible for her to be taken away by the clown.

It is absolutely impossible.

"what happened?"

As always, the opening remark is not Grace's familiar voice, but Tony.

"Grace was taken away!" Tony's words were like a bomb, which exploded in Batman's ear.

After a moment of absence, he asked calmly.

"What's going on, explain in detail how Grace's communicator got into your hands."

After Alfred on the side heard the conversation, a worried expression appeared on his face.

He knows his master best, the more unstable his mood is, the calmer Bruce will appear on the surface.

Miss Grace is very important to the master, and he has always seen it.

Master could not lose her a second time.

After Tony explained for a while, he said extremely anxiously: "She threw away all the weapons on her body. This behavior is too abnormal."

"Threat," Batman said coldly, "someone threatened her."

"Don't hang up, I'll contact someone else."

Batman quickly connected to the watchtower, and the person on duty today is Martian Manhunter.

"What's the matter, Batman?" Jon clearly felt that something was wrong with him.

"Grace might have been kidnapped by the clown," he realized that his hands were trembling when he said this, "...are Flash and Green Lantern here?"

"Green Lantern is maintaining the watchtower, and the Flash isn't there, but I can reach him." Jon's mind-linking abilities have a wide range and are very useful in connecting people.

"Very well, let them go separately..." Batman reported the addresses of Leonard and Ivan to Jon.

There are very few people who can shake Grace, and these two are the most likely.

He is more inclined to be Ivan in his heart, but Leonard can't just ignore it.

How did the Joker know of Grace's existence?

Batman's mind began to work at high speed.

In fact, Grace didn't come to Gotham many times, and she didn't have a deep connection with Batman's identity. She even shot him at the beginning, which seemed to be a very bad relationship on the surface.

So it wasn't Grace who got the Joker's attention, but...his actions.

Batman rubbed his eyebrows.

What did he do during this time?

In addition to Gotham's daily night training, he also has fixed hours of duty in the watchtower every week.

Because of Grace, he went to Washington once... Washington!

Batman immediately called the government liaison officer and asked him to check the situation of the prisoners who were escorted last time.

A few minutes later, the liaison officer told him in a panic that the prisoner had escaped and the person inside was a substitute.

"Master..." Alfred looked at him and hung up the phone in silence.

"It's my fault," he said in a calm, controlled voice. "If I could get them to pay attention to this prisoner and take precautions, this wouldn't have happened."

"It was my fault."

*****

Grace wakes up in excruciating pain.

There was no good place on her body, and the dried blood stuck to her body tightly with the torn clothes.

"Ugh... ah...!" Grace tried to open her eyes, but the sight in front of her was not clear.

Grace couldn't tell how long she had been unconscious, but the wound on her body didn't seem to be bleeding anymore.

This is not something that should be unusual. Her wound healing speed is relatively fast, and her ability to metabolize drugs is better than ordinary people.

The weakness in the limbs from the sedatives was no longer so severe.

She tried her best to move her body, but the pain from the wound almost overwhelmed her consciousness.

no!No more blackouts, the clown could be back any minute.

One of her hands was immobilized with a dagger stuck in the wood.

This also caused her to fall down with the wooden chair when the Joker just hit her with the crowbar.

Not only did the crowbar bruise her, but the chair was also destroyed.

"Ah...!" She moved her body, turned over with the chair, and suddenly cried out in pain.

She fumbled to get a wooden spike that the clown knocked off the chair, pointed it at the rope on her wrist, and began to rub against it.

too slow.

Some cold sweat broke out on Grace's forehead, mixed with the dirty blood that was about to dry up.

The only sound left in the room was the sound of wood and rope rubbing against each other. The rough wooden thorns kept poking into Grace's wrist, but she didn't want to care about this little injury.

She didn't know how long it had been, but the rope was finally loose.

Grace licked her chapped lips and continued to work hard.

She raised her wrist and pulled it up vigorously. With a muffled sound, her other hand was finally released.

Grace raised her hand to hold the dagger inserted into the back of her hand, and pulled it out abruptly.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain.

Grace took the dagger and cut the rope that bound her foot, and finally got up from the ground.

Panting lightly, she stabilized her body so that she would not fall down here.

The vision in front of her was still a little blurry, perhaps because her eyes were also hit.

Grace held the dagger tightly and walked towards the door.

However, she soon stopped.

She can't go.

Ivan's danger was not lifted.

And that so-called her companion.

She can't go.

Grace's spirit was stretched into a thread, which was about to break at any moment.

She staggered back to where she was, and tied the rope loosely around herself again.

Grace lay back, closed her eyes and waited quietly.

*****

"Detective Carter just got the image of that intersection," Finch said quickly on the other end of the phone, "Ms. Louisa got into a taxi."

"I tracked down the license plate number of the taxi, but it didn't exist, the car was a fake taxi."

"Relying on the surveillance cameras on the road, the car entered the parking lot halfway and never came out again."

Tony frowned, and immediately said: "It must have changed the car. Is it possible for you to find out what the car was?"

"Watch out for the driver, purple suit, green hair, but he's probably wearing a hat," Batman's voice came through another communicator. "There may be markings on the car, like a smiley face."

Clowns like to put marks on their stuff.

"Understood," Finch quickly called up the video he had just hacked, "...wait, this one!"

A truck with a big smiley face painted on its side.

He quickly investigated the whereabouts of the car.

"I went to the airport. Today at the airport...a private plane took off in the morning, but I don't know where the plane is going."

"Leave it to me." Batman said in a deep voice.

Batman immediately connected to the watchtower.

"Martian Manhunter, I need you to check the whereabouts of a private jet that left New York this morning."

"Understood, give me a moment," Martian Manhunter replied, "Also, Green Lantern and Flash have confirmed the safety of those two people and brought them to the Hall of Justice."

Batman felt a little relieved when he heard this.

A few minutes later, the Martian Manhunter gave Batman the last thing he wanted to hear.

"The plane is confirmed to have landed in Ethiopia."

He closed his eyes when he heard this.

Jason.

"I'll go." Batman seemed very calm.

*****

Grace heard the door open, and the dagger was hidden under her.

The clown hummed a little song and happily walked inside, as if he was dragging another person in his hand.

"Grace? Dear Grace?"

The clown was approaching, and she could feel the sound of footsteps on the concrete floor.

She clenched the dagger tightly, and when the unique human temperature approached her, she suddenly turned around and stabbed out.

Then, her dagger stopped abruptly.

"Jay..." A single syllable escaped from her throat, and Grace's pupils dilated and trembled.

The boy's appearance was only slightly better than hers, with his eyes closed tightly, and was held in front of her by the clown.

"Dangdang!" The clown threw Jason to the ground, "Surprise!"

Something broke the wind and hit Grace's head. She wanted to quickly dodge the attack by turning sideways, but she couldn't dodge completely. Her back was rubbed and her clothes were instantly torn.

The clown held a blunt weapon and attacked her with a wild laugh.

"Fun! Interesting!"

Grace gripped the dagger tightly, got up from the ground, and struggled to avoid the clown's attack.

The attack without any rules, but with a kind of crazy momentum.

The serious injuries on her body caused her to move slowly, otherwise this kind of attack...!

She failed to dodge several attacks, she gasped heavily and refused to retreat.

The clown seemed to be completely excited, and his movements were full of loopholes.

Grace was completely trying not to faint, she saw a point, feigned a knife, raised her foot and kicked off the crowbar in the clown's hand.

"Ah!" She roared angrily, and the dagger suddenly plunged into the clown's abdomen.

The next second, she stirred the dagger.

But the clown didn't scream, but showed an even weirder smile.

"Hee hee ha ha ha ha," Joker stared at her, "You are different from Batman!"

"Yes, I will definitely kill you," Grace's eyes were bleeding, "Where is the controller for the bomb?"

"Controller? No, no, no, I have someone guarding it," the clown laughed loudly. "As long as your father tries to go out, it will... Boom!"

Grace's hands couldn't help trembling, she pulled out the dagger, and plunged/into the wound again.

"Tell them to stop! Tell them!" Grace fumbled for the phone from the clown's suit pocket in a panic.

She turned on her phone and dialed the most frequent number on it.

Grace switched on the speakerphone.

"Say."

But the clown ignored the phone call, and just grinned with an overly curved smile.

"Does Batman know you're crazy?"

The author has something to say: I was so nervous writing this chapter! ! ! !

The ugly man is going to start fooling Grace, I'm so nervous! !