[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

No,? Clowns can't be in the real world, it's an illusion.

"Why are you here again?" Jack said softly.

"I will appear because your morality and emotion have been out of touch,? Your spirit is being slowly dismembered. My dear." The clown grabbed his long-gloved hand, put it on his lips, and branded it on the back of his hand The next kiss, "Actually, you don't want to hang out with those birds,? You don't want to help Batman take care of the children,? You force yourself to do things that you have no interest in. The starting point is just the inertia of moral education. That's why, I stand here."

"Your so-called 'disconnection between morality and emotion' is a normal state. There is nothing wrong with it. A life where you can do things as you want? Only in dreams."

The clown laughed inexplicably and disappeared.Jack turned his head away. There was no one around him, only a few dreamlike laughter lingering in his ears, like a ringtone from afar.

He leaned back, staggered a few times in the corner, leaned against the wall as if he accidentally stepped on the hem of a skirt, and stumbled in his footsteps, to calm down the strong dizziness caused by hallucinations,? Light and shadow at the banquet Broken,? Cocktails intertwined,? The round crystal chandelier is like a huge kaleidoscope,? The men and women in brocade clothes seem to form an unbreakable human wall.At this time,? Someone has already noticed his actions. A well-dressed gentleman approached with a wine glass, held Jack's arm, and said with a smile: "Madam, do you need help?"

Jack coughed a few times, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and raised his head.The gentleman in front of him was wearing a bright green suit and a round wide-brimmed top hat, which was also glowing green.The light shone on him, and the gentleman was like a green cucumber.He raised a finger between his lips and made a silent gesture: "Don't make a sound, or others will see it. You don't want to attract attention, do you?"

"It really is you, Edward." Jack put a hand on his shoulder, pretending to be extremely affectionate, "Since I came here, I have been thinking about when I will see you."

The Riddler saw through Jack's disguise at a glance, but Jack was not surprised by it.He wears the iconic Belladonna ring on his right ring finger, which the Riddler recognizes.

To send the news to Catwoman, you don't have to go to great lengths to sneak into the banquet, this job can be done by Damian.The reason he sneaked in was to take the opportunity to meet the Riddler. After Bain took control of Gotham, the US government tried to solve the problem by force, sending troops into Gotham and violently eradicating the new government, but in the end they gave up and announced The imposition of a border closure on Gotham and the prohibition of all members of the Justice League from entering the city is clearly unreasonable.

Bane is a gladiator, Catwoman is just a thief, Penguin is a mob boss yes, but not powerful enough to shake the government, so keeping US troops out of Gotham can only be a riddle people do.

"Just come to see me like this, and you're not afraid that Baine will catch you?" The Riddler laughed.

Jack lifted the hem of the skirt, and the hem of the originally thin long skirt had a heavy drape.The Riddler's face sank. It seemed that it was a mistake not to distribute metal detectors to the security guards and to search all the guests.Then Jack said: "You won't, because you are dissatisfied with Bane's rule. He didn't think about ruling the city, he just wanted to control Gotham, and keep persecuting the people here, so that Batman can be pushed into the corner, let Batman The Shaman had to jump over the wall to challenge him, and then Bane could beat Batman in front of the people of Gotham. But you are different, you love Gotham as much as the Joker, and he will never like seeing Gotham being fucked like a block Broken rag."

"You're right, and the most important point, they only know Bane now, and no one has seen the Riddler."

"So what method did you use to stop the army of the US government?"

The Riddler smiled: "Take the citizens of the entire city as hostages."

"Be specific."

"Why should I tell you this?"

"You come up with a perfect idea that makes thousands of troops helpless against you, and then you tell me that you don't want to show it off to me? Edward, I know you, you are such a smart person, you don't show off to others I can't survive my cleverness."

"Ha." The Riddler chuckled, "Jack, as a puzzle, the clown is much harder to solve than you, but you are definitely more interesting than the clown."

"So what method did you use?"

"It's just smuggling some substandard nuclear materials from various channels and making a gift for Batman. It's not a big thing, but the reflectivity is seriously beyond the standard. Once it explodes, the entire Gotham will be destroyed." shrouded in a cloud of radiation."

Jack's eyes were slightly stern: "You mean you dropped a dirty bomb in the city center?"

"Yes." The Riddler replied in the affirmative, "Now it's time for me to ask you, what are you doing here?"

"I'm going to persuade you to let Doctors Without Borders and the Humanitarian Rescue Team into Gotham. The rain is too heavy. It has exceeded the capacity of Gotham's drainage system. This fake charity dinner will not save the poor, If rescue teams are not allowed in, they will drown in their own homes."

"I'm surprised that you care about the people of Gotham." The Riddler said sarcastically, "What are you going to use to convince me? Use the charge / assault / gun under your skirt?"

"Edward, both you and the clown have a nature, that is, you don't like people standing on top of you, especially when you are facing Batman. Bane wantonly raped the city and wasted your achievements. I know you are against him Very dissatisfied. But the most important thing is that Bane intends to tell Amanda Waller the identity of Batman. Edward, you are not the type to keep this matter to yourself, you want to get revenge on him." Jack paused, his slender index finger pointing at the Riddler's heart, "Let me guess, you want to be on the stage when Baine is about to board When you get to the top, kick him down. The reason why you are so silent is not because you are patient, but because you are dormant.”

The Riddler chuckled, then grabbed Jack's hand and said softly, "I can't let the rescue team enter the city, but what can you give me?"

A capsule slipped out of Jack's lace glove, and it was handed over to the Riddler silently. The small pill squeezed the overlapping palms of the two, and Jack lowered his voice: "This is a special compressed medicine. Throw it into Bane's venom, and it will neutralize a full four liters of venom, and have a strong side effect. If he must cheat with the venom, the liquid will poison his brain."

The Riddler was silent for a while, and slowly tightened his palms. He put away the mothball-like medicine and put it in his pocket.Immediately said: "If you know me, you want to share me. If you share me, I will disappear. What am I?"

Jack put one hand between his lips and made a silent gesture like the Riddler: "Secret."

The Riddler and Jack stared at each other for a few seconds, and then smiled like old foxes harboring ulterior motives.The two clinked glasses, and when the glasses collided, there was a crisp, ding sound. This small sound was submerged in the complicated conversation and coquettish laughter, without a single ripple.The Riddler shook his hand, drank the red wine, and said: "Beautiful lady, let me toast our short and false friendship."

Jack raised his eyebrows: "Cheers.

"What did you talk to him about?"

"Something about your brother and two sisters. They will be mixed up in the humanitarian rescue team. I believe you will be able to meet them soon." Jack said while standing in front of the sink to remove his makeup.He washed off the thick prosthetics and makeup on his face, took off the wig and gorgeous long skirt, adjusted the bones of the whole body, and put on the black men's evening dress again.

"I'm warning you, you are Batman's man now, stop flirting with those lunatics, and engage in tricks of jumping on both sides to gain benefits. Otherwise, I will make you look good." Damian sat on another sink, righteous verbal warning to him.

Jack was speechless.Damian has just returned to Batman's side, and has not yet established an understanding of everyone in Gotham.In his eyes, there are only two people worthy of respect, that is, Batman and his mother Thalia, and his grandfather Reishogu should be ranked behind Batman.He doesn't like Jason, and regards Alfred as a servant. Because Jack cooks snacks for others when he is recuperating, Damian, who cannibalizes people with a short mouth and soft hands, barely increases his psychological impression of Jack. When it comes to "criminals who are influenced by Batman's personality and reformed before they are not barely usable", omitting the previous modifiers of old elders, they are basically "criminals".

Disrespectful brat, I will sue you when Batman comes back, and tell him your plan to break into Wayne Manor regardless of Alfred's life, and see if he can fix you when the time comes.Jack thought to himself.

There is nothing to elaborate on the process of interrogating Catwoman. Like the Riddler, Catwoman is not sincerely serving the Bain regime. This graceful little thief cat only cares about her money.Jack and Damian left the Opera House together, standing on the top of the towering skyscraper. Under Tim's strict network blockade, only the top floor of the Wayne Building still had a signal. After confirming that the signal was relatively stable, Jack Press the communicator next to the ear: "Hey, Jason, we already know where Tim's parents are..."

Suddenly, the giant screen hanging not far from the Wayne Building lit up.The light was distorted by the heavy rain, leaving only a flickering white light, like a jellyfish floating in the deep sea, Jack saw the face of the female student on the screen, he did not know the name of this heroic girl at all, but now , the girl in the photo was lying on her back in a pool of blood, her two jewel-like blue eyes were staring blankly into the depths of the sky at this moment, her face that was not stained with blood was as white as ice and snow.

Jack lowered his head deeply. He felt a wound deep in his abdomen was torn open. The strong smell of blood rolled over his throat and rushed into his nasal cavity. Finally, warm blood slipped out of his mouth and dripped for a few minutes. A deep red trace.