[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Shutter Town - About a Long Murder That Lasted 20 Years"

I have heard people say,? Rape/violence is a kind of social murder.If this is the case, then to rape/violate a child is to kill his whole life.

The cruelest part of a childhood seduction is that, when it happens, innocent children don't know what it means.By the time they figure it out, years have passed,? Nothing can make it up.Whether they like it or not,? This ugly wound has been deeply sewn into their lives. They have to sleep with this wound that will never heal? Endure its pus that oozes day and night,? The pain came.

The small town of Yankee is silent.

In this small town, people never speak loudly, even the noise of children is quiet.If you come to this small town, you will find that besides the low voice of people, there are only the sound of wind and birdsong.

At the end of the last century, the coal mines near the small town of Yankee ceased to operate, and a large number of miners lost their jobs. Poverty and disease abounded.The hopeless land is a breeding ground for faith,? Soon, the entire town's residents have become Protestants.Even children are no exception.If you look at it from the outside world at this time, you will find that Yangke Town is becoming more and more silent, more and more closed, and more and more xenophobic. Foreigners who come here will never understand what the residents of the town are thinking.Their images are forever wrapped in dense fog, isolated from the world, and their thinking is always fixed in the last century.

My older sister is a Protestant,? She dedicated herself to the priest,? She believed that it would make her innocent, but she ended up hanging on the beam, and I witnessed her dead body when I was 13 years old.Those who have never seen it can hardly imagine what the hanged people looked like. Their corpses were as heavy as a piece of lead, but they would sway slightly with the wind, like a bell...

Almost 20 years later, I still have that dream.In the dream my sister hanged herself.She was 16 when she died, and that's how old my kids are now. "

Jason snapped the book shut.

"What's wrong? It's not well written?" Two people were investigating the files of Milton and Johnson at the Yankee Town Police Station. Jack turned over two pages of Johnson's files and said, "Look here, I didn't think wrong, Father Johnson University At that time, he was detained for half a month for fighting and provoking the police."

"Well written, well written." Jason lit a cigarette for himself. He usually doesn't smoke in front of Batman, but you don't expect a boy whose parents died early and had to steal to support himself. The bad habits of gangsters, "It's so good that I want to kill those fetishes/children/fetishes now."

Jack raised his eyebrows, took down the cigarette he hadn't smoked twice, and put it out in the ashtray: "Batman doesn't smoke."

"He doesn't kill people, he believes too much in the absolute justice of the law." Jason glanced at him, "If he were here, he would definitely not kill those gang of fetishes/pedophiles, he would only interrupt them for a few minutes A bone, maybe a leg bone, maybe a rib. Then he'll use Wayne's money to help Valentina and the others hire the best lawyers, and throw those scumbags into Blackgate Prison, where they'll die .If the situation is serious, maybe the leader will eat bullets."

He still didn't say a word: But I want to kill them.

"He doesn't believe in the law, but in hope. He believes in the city's judicial system, and that the city is worth saving." Jack said, "Do you agree with him? No killing?"

"Do you agree?"

"It doesn't matter whether I agree or disagree, but one thing is for sure: if he killed the clown the first time we met, there would be no me." Jack fanned the wind with the file, "You don't have to force yourself Like Batman, with all due respect, Batman's cape is too heavy for any of your brood to inherit. You should find your own way."

How heavy is Batman's cape?

In the original DC comic "New 52 Batman", Bruce Wayne input his memory into a machine and used his DNA to create a large number of replicants. The memory is imported into the clone to create the next Batman.But this plan failed. No clone could survive the input of Batman's memory. In the end, it could only be reshaped by Bruce Wayne, who died in the battle with the clown but was resurrected by Dionysus factor, but lost his memory. En himself to inherit.

But if you don’t count the main world, in the DC black label work "Batman: The Last Knight on Earth", there is indeed a replica that successfully inherited the memory and title of Batman (by the way, the clown in this work became Batman Robin).

As for which of the four little birds is most capable of inheriting Batman's cape, there has been no conclusion until Jack crosses over. He personally prefers the fourth-generation Robin Damian (strictly speaking, the fourth-generation Robin should be Stephanie, However, Stephanie's appearance time is so short that Jack prefers to count her as Batgirl).But what is certain is that Jason Todd is indeed obsessed with inheriting Batman's mantle. In "The Battle for the Mantle", he even put on the Batman's uniform directly, and captured and threatened the third generation of Robin Tim Dodd. Lake is his Robin.

"Whether I am eligible to inherit the cloak is not up to you." Jason said coldly, "Although Batman would not approve, I refuse to arrest 'Road Killer'."

The identity of the road killer seems to be clear: the doctor and the reporter work together, the doctor does delicate work, is responsible for killing, dismembering the body, disposing of the body parts, and destroying clues, while the reporter does errands and uses the doctor's car to dump the body. The place where the body was dismembered was probably the dark room in the doctor's mansion.To solve the case, you only need to enter the scene to find the murder weapon and blood. This is not a very challenging job.

Jack smiled, "Really?"

Jason was silent for a long time, and finally bowed his head as if admitting defeat, and buried his face in his palms: "Fake. I will arrest them, and Batman will do it."

"It's a bad thing to make yourself miserable for someone else's creed, Little Red Bird."

"But it's Batman's." Jason said softly.

Jack couldn't deny it, he laughed twice: "If one day you are killed, do you think Batman will break the principle and avenge you?"

"Yes, he will--" Jason interrupted his words in the middle of his speech, and then smiled resignedly, "Okay, damn it, no. Bane beat Ah Fu He was seriously injured, and now Ah Fu is lying on the hospital bed, dying. He didn't kill Bane, he just put him in Arkham. So he won't avenge me, but if he doesn't have this kind of persistence, I won't either respect him so much."

"It?is?a?wise?father?that?knows?his?own?child.*" Jack smiled inexplicably, and then pressed the small communicator next to his ear.

(It?is?a?wise?father?that?knows?his?own?child: Jack is playing a pun. This sentence has two meanings. According to the superficial translation, it means "a father who understands his children is a wise father" , but what it really means is "a clever father doesn't necessarily understand his children", here is to tease Batman as a father who doesn't actually understand Jason)

Jason didn't make a sound, and Jack continued: "The bat computer just sent you a piece of news that can save you from this sentimentality, that kind and benevolent reporter, his account books don't match up. His parents had no income when he was a child , the source of the property is unknown. The student loans they applied for from the bank were not enough for our Mr. Reporter to finish college, but he finished his studies anyway. Moreover, the amount of donations raised by Mr. Reporter this year is not up to par. He will indeed Most of the donations are used to support children who are out of school and victims of pedophilia, but part of the donation of 5 US dollars is unknown, and I guess he embezzled it privately."

"You mean..." Jason couldn't help but widen his eyes as he thought of the hidden story behind it.

"Parents sold their daughter's body and used the money to support their son's college education. Mr. Reporter returned to this town after being hit and used the money to embezzle the money in the name of justice for the victims." Jack said, "It's very interesting. Right? It seems that Yang Kezhen has other secrets, and the identity of the road killer is not as simple as we imagined."

Jason turned on the communicator and checked the data sent by the bat computer. After a long time, he stood up with a serious face: "Follow me."

"Where are you going, little red bird?"

"At night, let's go to the doctor's house and find the hidden dark room."

Jack puffed out: "You want to prove that the doctor is a road killer?"

"No," Jason shook his head, "I want to prove that they are not."

The dark night fell like mountains, and not far away was a warm yellow light.

Jason and Jack skipped the town of Yanke lightly, their figures hanging in the air were like two pitch-black birds.

Jack is very light.

It sounds unbelievable, but it is true. Jack is 1m98 tall, but is as light as a cat, with soft pads on his hands and feet, and there is no sound at all when he walks.Jason was originally worried that if he took him, he would reveal his secrets, but now that he is more proficient at playing with a hook gun than himself, he doesn't know who is Batman's Robin.

The two of them landed on the window sill of Milton's mansion. Jason took out a glass cutter from his belt and cut a small circular opening in the glass. He reached in and opened the window.

"If you can't work with Batman one day, you can change your job to be Catwoman, oh no, Catman." Jack said.

"You tell less of your bad jokes and we'll be 50% more efficient."

It was very quiet in the mansion, without a trace of human voice, Mr. Milton must have gone to bed early.Jason led Jack around a few turns, and came to the room next to the living room where Milton had received them. The mezzanine wall of this room was a little thicker than that of the living room, and the width of the room was not the same as that of the living room next door. If you look at a room, you will find that this room and the living room form an "L" shape, and the dark room is in the right angle formed by the two rooms.

Jason put his ear against the wall, tapped and tapped, and soon found the hidden mechanism. He turned the vase on the bookshelf beside him, turned it left and right for a while, and then understood the method. First, he turned it clockwise, and then Turn back half a circle counterclockwise, only to hear a mechanical rotation, a slight "click" sound from the depths of the wall, like a bird singing in the distance.The wall moved back, opening a thin slit.

Jason and Jack looked at each other silently, realizing that they both knew the vase's hidden secret: it was placed too high for a man with paralyzed legs.

Dr. Milton may not have been paralyzed at all.

Jason pushed open the overly heavy door, illuminated the dark room with a flashlight, frowned and said, "This is—"