[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

Jack glanced at the flashing words on the bat computer screen and knew,? The guard system of the bat computer was turned off.Otherwise, it would be impossible for Harry and the others to break through more than a dozen protection procedures.There are only two people with this full authority - Alfred and Bruce.

Can you restart the computer?

No, it cannot be done.Although the priority level of permissions required to restart the computer is not high, and he also has a key card to enter the Batcave,? But the priority level of the key card may end here.Jack felt the cold circle ring on his index finger. There was a very small metal magnetic disk buried inside the ring. This magnetic disk was the key card.He looked at the console of the bat computer silently again. Deathstroke is completely unfamiliar with the bat cave. He didn't know that it was a mistake to throw him too close to the inspection port. The flashing red light behind the rectangular inspection port illuminated his eyes.

Unless it's a gamble.Bet Batman gave him permission.

Do you want to gamble?

Alfred pretended not to notice him winking, and deliberately acted out of panic by the death knell's knife: "Don't do this. I can untie it,? But... you have to untie the rope from my hand, otherwise I will Can't work."

I have to delay.Alfred and Jack exchanged a silent look, and it took only a second to agree.Whether it is restarting the computer or other means, the most important and fundamental purpose is only one, and that is to delay time.In the absence of a security system, Jack, a patient, and Alfred, an old man, are not enough to kill even if they have a gun in their hands, so they can only wait for Batman to come back.There has been no signal for so long,? Members of the Bat-family must have noticed that Wayne Manor is unusually silent,? So they must be on their way back!

Deathstroke heard Alfred's words and nodded,? Harry muttered and untied the rope, and bared his teeth at Alfred: "If you dare to play tricks, you will die."

Alfred rubbed his sore wrist, turned Jack over, fumbled around his ring collar a few times, and the metal piece on his wrist fit into a small groove on the right side without fail.The collar made a beep, and it loosened slightly, but it didn't fall off.Alfred looked at the death knell: "I have sent a request to remove the collar, and I need a second confirmation on the bat computer."

Deathstroke pondered for a moment, then took a step back, indicating that Alfred can use the computer, but it must be used under his nose.

Alfred kicked Jack quietly, perhaps due to the negligence of Death Knell, he got the chance to restart the bat computer, but Death Knell would not allow him to activate the protection system 15%.As the old saying goes, he needs time, and it takes at least [-] seconds to delay the death knell.Jack didn't give any response, his eyes were closed tightly, showing a state of unconsciousness in a coma.Harry was still squatting beside Jack and sighed, as if seeing the noble prince willing to be a beggar.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist.

She saw Jack opened his eyes silently, completely different from the pale gold before, the pupils were tooth-sick green, the same color as green apples, the same color as the waste liquid pool of the ACE chemical plant, like two The deep and bottomless vortex is constantly and continuously spinning.It's just a subtle difference in the color of the eyes, but it's like the finishing touch, making it clear that this body has changed its soul.Harry froze for a moment, then hugged him with ecstasy, and shouted, "Pudin!"

The clown lowered his eyes and whispered, "Harry...?"

"It's me, Pudding! You're already asleep..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, the clown touched her waist, pulled out the dagger from the belt on her thigh, and then slammed his elbow hard on Harry's lower abdomen.The latter curled up in pain, but Jack held his neck tightly. The flashing green pupils seemed to be hallucinating, and the golden pupils that lit up again were still golden like will-o'-the-wisps.He stood up, held Harry hostage, put the dagger on the latter's carotid artery, faced the death knell, and said in a deep voice: "Who hired you to take my spine?!"

While pretending to be in a coma, Jack thought about it, and the fact that his spine was enriched with the Dionysian factor, I am afraid that no one other than him and Batman knew about it.But the mysterious man did know.Then the most suspected person is the owl court.

After the Battle of Bain, Bruce did not hide the death of his adopted son. If the Court of Owls witnessed Jason's face and learned that Jason had come back from the dead, then combined with Jack's previous actions of entering the maze of the Court of Owls and taking away a large amount of amber gold , it is not difficult to guess that Jack contains the Dionysian factor in his body.

But why don't they let Talon do the dirty work, and instead hire Deathstroke, an outsider?

"You don't think that I care about your woman's life, do you?" Deathstroke pulled out a sharp long knife from behind, "Put down the knife in your hand, or I will cut off your arm."

"You can try it. When the time comes, you, you, will not be able to get out of the Batcave." Jack gritted his teeth and looked around, his eyes swept over Harry, Deathstroke, Two-Face, Crocodile and Bane in turn: "My blood There is enough clown virus in it, how dare you make me bleed, everyone present can't run away, and everyone dies together."

"You think I'll believe your nonsense?"

Jack licked his lips: "I didn't tell you to believe, I just let you try."

Jack stared at the death knell, who swung his long knife and, as expected, rushed like a gust of wind.He quickly let go of Harry and stepped back. The blade almost brushed against the bridge of his nose, cutting off a few strands of black-green hair. Seeing that the knife missed, the death knell immediately changed its trajectory, and Jack felt a chill sweep over his arm. It wasn't until he fell to the ground that he felt the pain.There was a slight pain at first, and the pain slowly intensified, rising, and finally turned into severe pain.He looked in the direction of the pain. There was a cut on his arm, and blood gushed out like a faucet that was not closed tightly.

Even bullet time can't hold up the speed of death knell.

But no problem, they only take 15 seconds.The death knell cannot be delayed, the advantage is on their side!

Jack licked the blood from the wound, took a few steps back, and retreated to the side of the elevator shaft. Deathstroke looked at him, but his eyes passed him, pointing directly behind him: "You want to know who hired me?"

Something is wrong.He also knew that Batman was on his way back, and he couldn't afford it, so why did he suddenly have the time to chat with him?Alarm bells were ringing in Jack's heart, he collected himself and said, "Who is it?"

Under the yellow and black mask, the lips curved upwards: "It's Batman. He asked me to take out your spine and get the secrets inside your body."

"Bullshit."

Jack didn't believe his nonsense, but at this moment, there was a slight electronic sound from the elevator behind him, which meant that someone took the elevator to the Batcave again.The elevator door close to his back opened, and he subconsciously fell backwards. A pair of cold and pale hands like a corpse stretched out from behind and caught him.

The situation was deadlocked for a while, and everyone's eyes were shot straight behind Jack. The snow-white air-conditioning gushing out made the whole space a few degrees colder, as if it was not the elevator door that opened, but the door of the cold storage.Those hands wrapped around Jack like dead branches, and Jack was dead from head to toe, like a cold snake climbing up his spine, leaving goosebumps all over the place.He didn't even feel this stench from the clown's body, like the rotten smell accumulated in the old coffin.He finally understood who shut down the security system in the Batcave, and in theory Batman and—Jake refused to call him Batman—had the exact same DNA as the monster born into the dark world, they were the same person.

Jack looked up, and the pale monster grinned.Just a smile, Jack felt his heart was boiling, the clown was terrified, screaming loudly with a volume he had never had before, the clown had never been afraid when facing death, but he was afraid of this, he rejected it with all his heart monster.Simply because it's the scrapped remnant of his failed fusion with Batman, marking the biggest failure of the Joker himself.

This thing was worse than a clown - everyone in the room was curiously unanimous on that point.

Jack swallowed, and heard the Laughing Bat whisper, "Good night, Mr. Napier."

"You...how did you come here, you obviously can't travel through time and space..."

"Nothing can stop a Batman, Jack." The Laughing Bat scratched his chin with his fingers, a cat-like gesture.

"You hired Deathstroke to take out my spine?"

"You're smart, Jack. I need you. Well, let me be precise, my world needs you."

Jack bit his lips, and suddenly there was a gunshot, and the bullet grazed his cheek and hit the Laughing Bat directly on the face.A strong smell of burnt gunpowder came, Jack raised his head, and looked along the place where the gunshot was fired. Alfred took advantage of the death knell and others not paying attention, and got the gun hidden under the console.This old man who is over fifty years old actually shot directly without a scope. I don’t know if he has ever thought that if his hand shakes, the person whose head is blown by the bullet may not be the Laughing Bat. , but Jack himself who was only a few centimeters away from the laughing man.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jack quickly threw off the grip of the Laughing Bat, and ran towards Alfred. No one stopped him now. The two-faced man and the others knew that they were going to make a fuss at Wayne Manor, but The dark Batman that appeared in front of them at this moment really surprised them, so that everyone focused on the Laughing Bat, and no one cared about his movements.He threw himself under the operating table of the bat computer, ready to draw out his weapon to defend himself, he didn't expect a single bullet to send the Laughing Bat into the sky.At this moment, there was the sound of heavy objects falling from the elevator shaft, and he looked up subconsciously. It was Batman, the real Batman, squatting on the top of the elevator, his black and smooth cape hanging down softly, Crow's wings.

At that moment, Jack relaxed his whole body, knowing that this was wrong, but every tense muscle was completely softened.He finally understands what it's like to watch the rich second generation with transvestites for the people Batman descended from the sky to save. It's like a ray of light falls in front of you when you are desperate.Bring an unconditional, almost superstitious trust—this person is scary on the outside, but he can save you.