[Comprehensive British and American] Welcome to Lego City

No matter what Murphy thought afterwards, he himself was affected by Lego Clown's emotions, and he was a little bit over the top.

The place where he is located is a warehouse of a dilapidated factory, the ceiling is made of metal, and the raindrops are pouring on it, crackling, as clear as water droplets beating on the eardrum.Many members of the clown gang wandered around the entrance and exit and the stairs. The clown sat alone on a chair in the middle of the warehouse, with a kerosene lamp at his feet, and the dim light enveloped him. He held an old-fashioned radio in his hand. , Humming while listening to the sound played on the radio.

Murphy held his breath and squatted on the platform on the second floor of the warehouse, and squeezed his hand that finally grew five fingers with great emotion.After staying in Lego City for so many years, although he has gotten used to the U-shaped hand and doesn't find it inconvenient, but when he saw it today, it was indeed a normal human finger, which made people feel more cordial.

At this moment, the communicator in his portable equipment used to communicate with the Lego universe suddenly vibrated.

...Isn't it possible that there was a crisis situation requiring cross-universe communication within 10 minutes of leaving?

The surrounding environment was relatively comfortable, and Murphy was a little worried that he would miss important news, so he pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the communication device, Lego Clown: "Hi!"

Murphy: "..."

Grass.

He held down the microphone to calm down for half a second, and asked in a low voice, "Why is this thing in your hands? Where is the director of my security bureau?"

The Lego clown grinned, and another deep male voice sounded, it was the bad policeman of the Lego City Security Bureau: "You said that you would contact you in case of an unsolvable crisis, Mr. Murphy. The current situation is that the clown escaped from prison and came to The Presidential Palace has taken your communicator."

That was indeed an unsolvable crisis, and Murphy couldn't refute it.

The Lego Clown said enthusiastically: "I just wanted to ask if you have seen another me, dear Murphy. By the way, our voices are the same now. I'm so glad that you immediately used my help. Another point for the clown in the super villain promotion competition!"

What is the super villain promotion contest!

Murphy stabilized his train of thought, looked back at the clown on the first floor of the warehouse, and said in a low voice, "It's more convenient to become a clown. I'm not far from him, and I can backstab anytime."

"Oh...Murphy." The trembling voice of Lego Clown suddenly sounded from the other side, and he sounded teary again, "As expected of my best friend, the efficiency is so high, woohoo, treat you to dinner next time we meet Double cheese bacon burger and potato wedges are also for you."

Murphy refrained from explaining that all of this was a coincidence.

Rather than letting the Lego Joker run around, he said, "You can stay with the bad cops until it's over."

Lego Ugly: "Yeah!"

Murphy: "...but I'm busy here and won't talk to you."

Returning his attention to the real universe, he knew that his current figure was almost the same as the clown downstairs. The difference was at most the difference between the versions of each generation of Super English comics. Everyone would realize when they saw the two of them. To: This should be the same person.

should.

Murphy quietly followed the escalator leading to the first floor to the safe passage.

A clown gang member with a red nose and face paint is patrolling left and right.

Murphy hid in the shadows and stretched out a finger, and when the other party turned around, he lightly poked him on the back.

"Who is it!" The patrolman uttered a terrified shout.

Murphy hurriedly added a "shh" gesture behind him: "Hey, it's me."

"Uh, boss?" The clown gang members who stood in the blind spot and didn't realize that the clown was still sitting in the middle of the warehouse suddenly relaxed.He put down the stick he raised and asked, "What do you want me to do here?"

Under the influence of Lego's ugly skin, Murphy bared his teeth and showed him a 100% realistic clown-like smile. The patrol thugs who had been dominated by the smile all the year round suddenly shivered, and the whole person was half a head shorter.

Murphy: "What is our mission tonight?"

The patrol thugs looked at him blankly.

"Mission!" Murphy raised his arm and gestured exaggeratedly, "What are we gathering here for?"

"Oh!" The patrol officer suddenly realized, "I will never forget that our purpose tonight is to attract Batman."

No, why are you clowns like this?

When Murphy heard the familiar name, he didn't restrain the inertia of Lego's ugly shell, and made a disgusted voice: "Bah, bah, bah!"

The LEGO clown from another universe followed: "Bah bah bah!"

He said angrily: "I knew it! Stop him! Take his toys! Beat him up! I—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The pre-recorded, perfunctory Murphy tone came from the communication device: "The user you dialed is not in the service area at the moment, please call again later."

The Lego clown fiddled with it a few times, then turned around and asked, "Why did it break?"

The bad policeman who was tied to a stool beside him with a rope said calmly: "The signal is not good, it has always been like this."

In the real universe, a member of the Clown Gang who was physically sprayed by the boss: "?"

He didn't dare to express his bewilderment again, after all, clowns never pity the mentally handicapped.If subordinates fail to follow his train of thought, it's certainly not the Joker's fault.He could only rack his brains to figure out the meaning of Murphy's actions. This must be a test of him, it must be a test of him!

Then he watched the corners of the man in front of him slump, there was no smile in his green eyes, and he asked in a cold and sweet voice, "What method will you use this time?"

The members of the Clown Gang had goosebumps on their arms but they didn't dare to rub them. They looked at him cautiously and said, "For example, let's, uh, first kidnap Robin passing by and make him do this and that?"

"Joker" turned around and kicked the metal box next to it, making a loud 'bang', and seemed annoyed visible to the naked eye.

The members of the Clown Gang shrunk in fear, and they almost squeezed into the corner of the wall. Looking at the recessed steel plate, he was thankful that the kick didn't land on him and he stammered and asked, "You, what instructions do you have? "

Murphy found that the longer he used the Lego ugly skin, the easier it was to show his own personality, but this was more of a physical inertia, which did not prevent him from thinking in his own way of thinking.

He originally wanted to go and see the kidnapped hapless Robin first.

But anyway, the fewer people who see him in a clown vest, the better.

He looked at the automatic information vending machine in front of him, and finally asked just in case: "Is there any super villain who suddenly appeared recently?"

Member of the Clown Gang: "You?"

"..."

Forget it, it seems that either the key to the Phantom Zone has not been found yet, or as a low-level criminal, no one knows who is in front of him.

Murphy finished asking.

According to his own personality, he must kill and bury the enemy, and the weapon can be dismantled with the skills of a master builder. However, Lego Clown is not a master builder, at least not here.He chose to follow the will of Lego Clown, and took out the holy sword of physics that he had just picked up-a crowbar from behind.

"Thank you for your help, but what should I say, this is a city that is about to be occupied by me, and Gotham can only have one clown!"

There were two bangs, the first hit hit the knee, and the patrolman fell forward to his knees. Before he could react, Murphy hit the neck again with smooth movements.

The middle-aged man who was nearly two meters tall but crouched in the corner fell down without any suspense.

Murphy said very smoothly: "The clown gets another point in the super villain promotion competition!"

Then he realized what he said: "..."

Forget it, no one saw it anyway.Besides, what does the clown's embarrassment have to do with me, Murphy?

He caught a few people who were alone and asked the previous questions again, and after comparing them, he came to several conclusions.First of all, Robin was indeed caught, Batman was on his way, the Gotham Police Department was busy arresting other Arkham fugitives, and no one had seen or heard of the villain who escaped from the Phantom Zone.

Murphy's single-handedly singled out a group of them went very smoothly, because none of the clown's subordinates would raise their vigilance when they saw him.

The thugs scattered all over the warehouse were pulled out by him like radishes in the mud and knocked over one by one. In the end, Murphy, who played "Gotham Rainy Night" into "Assassin's Creed: The Clown Warriors", finally stood up to the culprit, the clown. behind.

The clown's radio was actually playing the internal communication channel of the Gotham Police Department, and the voice of the director's command came from time to time.

Murphy listened quietly for two seconds, and then opened the corners of his mouth, showing an excited and somewhat sinister smile, and raised the crowbar in his hand high.His shadow was reflected on the ground by the light of the kerosene lamp, dragging for a long time.

"It's really—disappointing, I thought Batman would come first." The clown with his back turned to him suddenly said, "Has there been any new vigilantes in Gotham recently? If it was normal, I would still think Interesting, but today I have a date with Batman, and you showed up at the wrong time."

Murphy: "It seems that this time it's your turn to indulge in the sea of ​​wishful thinking alone."

The original words of this sentence are "I don't want to indulge in the sea of ​​​​wishful wishful thinking alone again." It was said by Lego Ugly to Batman many years ago. , so much so that I can use it now when I think about it, and it actually fits reality very well.

Under the inexplicable impulse in his heart, he lowered his arm, moved the crowbar in his hand to the back of the clown's head, pretending that it was a gun barrel, and said pretendingly, "You said this sentence, or I said it, after all I am you. Anyway, give up, dear, although I understand your feelings very well, the relationship between you and Batman is over. The only and most important opponent he has ever admitted is only one person, and that is me!"

"..."

The warehouse hall was eerily silent for a moment.

The crowbar handle moved forward vigorously: "By the way, there is a big problem with your method, but since we are competitors, I'm sorry, just pretend I didn't say it."

The clown staggered, stood up and raised his hands: "You said you are me hahahahaha!"

The laughter continued, he bent down abruptly to avoid the strong wind from the crowbar, then turned around and grabbed the head of the crowbar forcefully, the palms of his hands were bleeding because of the excessive force.He drew closer to Murphy, the pupils of his green eyes narrowed to a dot, and there was no light in them: "This is the most boring joke I have heard this year, and I suspect that I heard it wrong, you said you are clown?"

The uninvited guest standing in front of him remained motionless.

"Yep," Murphy replied.

Who said Lego clowns aren't clowns?

He let go of his hand directly, quickly took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at the clown's forehead: "Don't move."

Eyes of the same color meet.

The clown trembled amidst the nervous laughter, while Murphy raised the corner of his mouth and pressed the trigger.

"boom--"

The ribbons exploded.

"Surprise?"

"I have to say it's boring and old-fashioned! Did you time travel from the movie of the last century?" The clown suddenly kicked over the stool, and when it diverted the opponent's attention, he poked the opponent's throat with a crowbar.Murphy, who was wearing an ugly Lego shell, rolled away in a bit of embarrassment, and continued to taunt: "Loser!"

The Joker knocked over the dye bucket beside him, spilling fluorescent green liquid all over the floor.

"You forever!"

The crowbar in the clown's hand brushed past Murphy and drew a big circle on the ground.

"Don't think about it!"

The crowbar sweeps the floor, and Murphy jumps onto the platform.

"Let Batman say 'I hate you' with all his heart!"

After the words fell, the clown stopped suddenly.

Murphy also stopped in place, and after waiting for a few breaths, his last enemy closed his eyes silently and fell down.

On the ground, there are four letters drawn by the clown with a crowbar dipped in fluorescent green: "Hate".

"It's really good, it's very artistic." Murphy admired it for two seconds, and threw the pistol that came with the skin, the disposable spray ribbon and the anesthetic spray behind him, and walked over to pick up the clown's pistol. The communicator is tuned to the channel used by Gotham Police Chief James Gordon to communicate with other police officers according to the broadcast frequency.

"Good evening, Jimmy, I'm the one you're going to joke around with."

Suddenly there were many outsiders' voices on the internal channel. Director Gordon was startled for a moment, then calmed down with experience, and said calmly: "No matter who you are, I am very busy now. I can wait until tomorrow if I have anything to say."

"I mean, I'm a clown." Murphy emphasized again, "TheJoker. Can't you recognize my voice, ahem, what about this time?"

So the inner line of the police station became the second quiet place tonight.

Commissioner Gordon did not speak for a long time.

Murphy had already heard the sound of the Batmobile's engine coming from outside the warehouse. He sped up his speech and said, "I'm in a warehouse south of Robinson Park, and I'm not lying this time! Believe me, please blingbling, you can see it when you arrive, hurry up Send someone here, I'm in a hurry to hang up first, bye!"

Commissioner Gordon: "Wait, wait a minute, what the hell happened and did you just simulate the blinking sound—"

"Drip-"

Communication disconnected.

The aged chief stared at the microphone in a daze for several seconds.

Murphy threw the clown's communicator away again, ran to the window and smashed the glass and fell freely in the garden. A few bat darts brushed against him, almost ruining his hairstyle.

"Say good night to Robin for me, Bat!"

These were the last words he left before melting into the night.

Batman who came a step behind: "..."

He didn't hesitate, and didn't chase after him. Instead, he first found a huge iron box on the edge of the warehouse wall according to Robin's location, which was where Murphy stood before.

The safe with the combination lock was cracked open, and Robin, who was still in shock, stumbled out and stood up.

Both the elder vigilante and the young bird were silent for a while, and in the distance were the comatose clown, Jenga, a member of the clown gang, and the huge word "Hate" that stood out like a neon light in the dark.

Finally Batman spoke first: "Did you hear anything? What just happened here?"

Robin: "..."

good question.

Where exactly should this begin.