[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Are you going to let me out?"

How audacious, Jack thought, to let the Joker out of Arkham Asylum. Is that any different from dropping a dirty bomb on a random lucky area in Gotham?

Oh now I'm not a clown, that's all right.

But,? Seriously,? It's not difficult for him to understand Jason's approach. The Batman in this world is softer than he knows, and he is more loving to his little birds,? A madman who is too dangerous in the face of , he doesn't let his Robins play too early.A generation of Robin Dick rarely faced the clown even after he matured, let alone Jason, who is just over 15 years old.So in the current Jason's eyes,? His existence is probably "a little more dangerous than a ventriloquist,? A madman similar to a Mad Hatter."

"Didn't you say you're not a clown? Why, afraid that you'll go crazy as soon as you leave Arkham?"

"I'm not,? But the point is not who I am,? In their eyes, I'm a clown." Jack looked at him, his brows tightened, "Where's Director Gordon? Does he agree to release me?"

"He can't come for the time being. Director Gordon is going to go to the press conference. The media is now treating the road killer as a focus tracking report,? The pressure of public opinion is too great,? They can't handle it." Jason said and threw his ID to him, " The relevant certificates were issued by the mayor of Gotham City in person, and they were signed just this morning."

Jack took the certificate without looking at it: "The certificate is fake."

Jason paused.

"You're so enthusiastic,? You didn't think much of me before. If it's true, you wouldn't have said all this before I asked." Jack said calmly, "Some People don't lie at all,? Once they lie, they feel guilty,? Then they make up some details, say it vividly, so that they can be believed. Unfortunately, little bird, you are Such people."

Jason turned his head slowly: "I hate you, whether you are Jack or the clown."

"I hate you, kid, come when I'm having snack. We're on each other." Jack curled his lips.

Jack put on his clothes slowly.

Although it sounds unbelievable, the clown is not ugly.As long as he doesn't smile—he puts on black pomade, flesh-toned foundation, a top hat and gold-rimmed glasses.He looked like a well-born, well-educated young scholar, even a little pale and weak—as long as he didn't smile.

The Moriarty suit has three forms: morning dress, evening dress and White? Tie dress. The morning dress that Jack is wearing now still maintains the tailoring style of the Victorian era, full of double-breasted, black cashmere coat with lapel collar, back The hem of the clothes presents a relatively rounded herringbone shape, and the slit at the back waistline and hem reaches the knees.He was wearing a snow-white Windsor collar shirt, white sealskin gloves with clean silk lace on the collar and cuffs, a single-breasted vest, dark gray wool trousers, and a pair of lacquered Oxford shoes on his feet.On his chest, there are collar flowers, walking sticks, pocket watches and other accessories.

"That's right, it looks completely different from those lunatics in fancy clothes." Jack stuffed the knife into his cuff while bragging.

Not long ago, he exchanged a skill called "Hidden Edge" from the store.Special add-ons of weapons can be attached to clothing. In reality, it is embodied in the hiding of knives or guns under the clothes.And this additional amount is horrific.Jack has drawn a lot of short knives through the surprise box before, if he is let out to fight with people now, he can draw a dozen knives from under his clothes, the inside of his coat is full of grenades, and a circle around his waist is fixed /time/ Bomb, a button of the coat can't see any problem.

Jason thought you'd be sane if you dressed like a crown prince attending an investiture and ran around?

But he didn't say anything, he just stood by and curled his lips: "You look like a dog."

"Remove the dog." Jack rolled his eyes at Jason and tugged on the gloves.

"You're exactly like my math teacher," Jason said.

Jack replied: "It turns out that you often fail math."

"I mean he went to jail three months ago for obscenity/obscenity/infant/female, and you look a lot like him."

"Then thank God, our biggest nocturnal rodent in Gotham is over 20 years old, I will go to jail for being obscene/obscene." He straightened his clothes, walked up to the little Robin bird, and gestured: "OK Now, show your insurance means, let's go."

Jason didn't show him any expression. He took out a metal bracelet from his pocket and clasped it on Jack's wrist. The metal bracelet made a beep and then automatically shrunk to the size that best suited Jack. The metal belt was tightly attached to the skin, and the place where it started was icy cold.

"The remote control is not very powerful, but it is enough to stun an elephant. If you resist again, your hand will be blown off." Jason said coolly, he led Jack out of Arkham, bypassing the guards, and finally Stopped next to the Batmobile at the door, "Get in the car."

Jack was sitting in the co-pilot, and he didn't show any surprise at the technologically-sounding Batmobile—he had watched too many games and movies—he glanced at Robin sitting beside him: "You're only under 15 years old , I bet you don't have a driver's license, can you really drive?"

"You can call the police and catch me." Jason turned a few buttons while speaking, and the console of the Batmobile lit up, with faint blue screens floating around.

"Huh - I called the police 'Underage driving here' and a cop in a bat suit came along and we tossed a coin to see if he hit me or you?" Jack lit a cigarette, " Alright Jason, although I really want to talk to you about the case, but first tell me what happened to your Bat Daddy."

Jason hesitated for a while. He already knew that Jack had revealed Batman's true identity, so it's not surprising that Jack guessed his name. He was already mentally prepared: "Ah Fu was broken by Bane, including The tailbone, if things go wrong he'll be paralyzed and be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and Bruce took him to the Met for surgery."

"That big guy broke your butler's tailbone—when?" Jack frowned.

The butler Alfred is a key figure in the Bat family. If there is no Alfred who has been acting as a warm (and complaining) character as a glue, the friction between Batman and Robin will be directly on the table. Batman With that kind of personality, the entire Bat Family will either fall apart or become a cold military base.

However, he was not surprised to hear that Bane hurt Afu. In Batman V3 and the killing machine of the dark multiverse, it was Bane who killed Afu, not the clown.

By the way, the clown didn’t kill Ah Fu because Ah Fu is too important to Batman, just like leaving the most delicious food at the end of the feast, he regards Ah Fu as the last picture of driving Batman crazy hole card.In Batman V3, he was very dissatisfied with Bane who killed Alfred, and said to Bane "Why did you kill that butler? You know how much it will hurt him to kill his man who is like a second father Hurt? Why didn't you show Batman live when you killed him, I mean—why did you just kill him"?

"Half a month ago." Jason replied, "Also, smoking is prohibited in the Batmobile."

Jack's brows slowly tightened.It's a little bad, he thinks he has his own fault in it.

In the original Batman comics and the derivative game "Arkham: Origins", Bane guessed Batman's real name, sneaked into Wayne Mansion, and broke Batman's back when he was exhausted, but he also In the subsequent duel, he was injured by the venom and lost part of his memory, including Batman's true identity.But this time he intervened and broke Bane's shoulder from a distance. He successfully saved Batman from the pain of a broken back, but because of this, Bane was not poisoned by the venom, so he could continue to find Bruce Way En trouble.

A Bane unaffected by Venom's side effects might indeed be able to replace the Joker as Batman's archenemy.

But Jack knew that Bane's horror would not last long. Sooner or later, he would use the venom to fight Batman hand-to-hand, and the venom would definitely damage his body and intelligence, it was only a matter of time.

Jack coughed and stubbed out the cigarette: "I guess he's coming back soon, otherwise you wouldn't be in such a hurry, and cooperate with me to solve the case."

"No, don't think others are as despicable as you." However, after answering, Jason realized that he was led by the nose by the clown throughout the conversation, so he said unwillingly: "Don't Ask around, I just need you to help me make your clown toxin harmless, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

"Clown poison?"

Jason threw him a sealed test tube. There were a few drops of green venom at the bottom of the test tube, reflecting a cold light in the dark.

"A new toxin never seen before."

Jack frowned, turned the test tube upside down, and then did something that shocked Jason: He quickly opened the plastic sealed bag, pulled out the small cork at the mouth of the test tube, and poured out the clown toxin inside like tasting wine. Into the mouth, the throat moved up and down, and swallowed.

Jason was dumbfounded: "Hey! What are you doing!"

Jack ignored him, closing his eyes as if savoring: "G-638-XA1 steroid-type clown toxin, nicknamed 'Dorian Gray' - by the way, this type of toxin is very sweet .”

As he spoke, he glanced nonchalantly at the Arkham Store page.In the Arkham store, there is a catalog for both clowntoxin and clownvirus, and there are... hundreds of kinds of clowntoxin.

Jack held his forehead silently in his heart. To be honest, there are hundreds of clown toxins, which is not very surprising to him. As mentioned in the "Endgame" of the new 52 Batman event, there are more than 100 clown toxin antidotes that Batman has preserved over the years. One, in Justice League v4, he equipped everyone in the Legion of Doom with a special poisonous gas, which shows how terrible the clown's biological and chemical attainments are.But what is even more speechless is that the clown actually named all the toxins, some long, some short, and some full of poetry, such as this "Dorian Gray", "Can I compare you to summer" , "Eternal woman, lead us up", some are rough and simple, such as "&*&5658-653", "^&23%*&56$", "@%%￥#%￥@*&***" , It looks like the clown is too lazy to name it, so he hits it casually.

"Can you make an antidote?"

Jack shrugged: "Yes, but why should I?"

Jason has known for a long time that it is not so easy to get rid of it if there is no benefit: "What do you want?"

"You're after the road killer, right? Take me with you."

Jason glanced at him: "You want to help?"

"Of course not. If you're looking for you, I'll just watch from the side. Anyway—" Jack rolled his golden eyes a few times. "Anyway, I have a hunch that the truth is more bizarre than you think. Such an interesting thing, I How could I miss it?"