[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Do you have any clue about that 'Jack', Master Bruce?" Alfred's voice came from the other end of the communicator.

Batman turned on the Batcomputer while driving, and the clown on the screen looked straight ahead, he didn't smile, his golden eyes were hidden deep in the shadows of his eye sockets, wet and cold, like rocks covered with moss.

"Self-proclaimed 'Jack', left-handed, has a wife, and has been married for several years. When talking about chemical engineering, the vocabulary used is the edition of the university textbook six years ago. I know many common names for chemical workers. The time limit for entering the front-line chemical industry should be longer 6 years, so the estimated age is 5~28 years old. Fluent in English, with a British accent, should have contacted people in the British suburbs, or lived in the UK for several years. The words and conversation are written, and may have served as a professor or the like Position." Batman said calmly, "Investigate all chemical engineering-related student files in the UK and the US three years ago, focusing on 'male, married, working in a chemical factory'."

"Do you believe his words, Master Bruce? Although the data from the lie detector shows that he is not lying."

"It doesn't matter if he's lying, Fu, and the lie detector is useless to him, so there's no need to waste time and resources." After checking that there was no tracer on the medicine bottle, no poison gas, and no tampering, Batman took Follow it to Wayne Manor.

"He doesn't even have proof."

"We don't need evidence in this matter, he and I understand that. If it's fake, I'll investigate his purpose. If it's true, then it has the potential to change the Joker and make him normal again. .”

Ah Fu, who was sitting in the bat cave, raised his eyebrows: "I would rather believe that Harley and Poison Ivy had a baby."

"There is no need to alienate him too much. His madness has a pathological basis. He is a patient. Since it is a disease, there is a cure and a day when he will be cured." Batman said while calling the clown's brain through the bat computer ct result.

He is a lunatic, whether it is mental or physical, subjective or objective, he is a lunatic.

The clown's brain is different from that of ordinary people. His left and right brains are asymmetrical, and the left brain is overdeveloped, which squeezes the living space and makes the right brain shrink relatively.Batman speculates that this may be related to the acid in the ACE factory. The barrel of unknown chemical liquid caused the clown to lose his original appearance, and irreversibly poisoned his central nervous system and damaged his frontal lobe. Something else changed him.

For a long time, people have tended to have no clear division of labor between the left and right brains, but the clown's memory ability, reading and writing skills, and computing skills far surpassed ordinary people, which are obviously the product of a developed left brain, while the extreme perverted thinking, logic, Language is an add-on brought by the shrinking right brain.Because the emotional area was damaged by chemicals, he lost the empathy ability of ordinary people, and became cruel, cruel, arrogant, and pathologically persistent. The reason why he always grinned grinningly was the loss of control of facial nerves caused by the incoordination between the left and right brains.

This is also one of the reasons why the clown is alive. His case is very special and meaningful. A famous researcher said, "You see he saw the criminal, I think he saw three Nobel Prizes in medicine".

"You have to believe, that... er, Jack?" Alfred took a sip of hot black tea, "With all due respect, he has something to hide from you, so don't trust him too much. In a sense, he is also a mental patient , we cannot guarantee that he is not more dangerous than the clown. And he also knows who you are."

Batman pondered for a while. He recalled Jack's performance not long ago. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an ordinary person: "He did hide something from me. He is very smart, but he is very guarded and doesn't completely trust me."

Jack Napier - if he really exists as a personality, rather than a clown show and community - is calm, intelligent, thoughtful, and very defensive.

Multiple personality, the scientific name is dissociative personality dissociation, such patients usually show the lack of language, logic, calculation ability, and a variety of morbid thinking disorders, radicals, and obstacles.But you can't find this in Jack. He is logical and extremely organized. When he talks, he speaks clearly, enunciates clearly, advances and retreats properly, and never drags his feet.His complete memory and logical thinking ability amazed Bruce, and he even had a complete set of memories about the past that did not conflict with his personality.

At the same time, he was very cautious and guarded. Bruce was a master of psychology, and any subtle gestures and movements could not be hidden from his eyes.From Jack's body language, it can be seen that he has something to hide, and these concealments are not subjectively malicious, but only out of mistrust and self-protection.Just like he called out Batman's real name at the end, being at a disadvantage in the situation will make him feel insecure, and he will disclose the information as much as possible to gain some initiative.

For such a person, "deal" is more appropriate than "help", and it can make him feel more at ease.

"Anyway, Master Bruce, that 'Jack' is unsettling, and even though he says he's someone else, he's a lot like the Joker."

That's right.Jack, Bruce thought, was a lot like the Joker.

His actions, language, and demeanor are full of the shadow of a clown. Although he himself is not aware of it, his habits are exactly the same as those of a clown.They think, negotiate, and act in the same way, and their speech and behavior lack the signature sense of humor deliberately created, but they still make Bruce feel familiar.Jack is indeed a smart man, but the place and degree of his smartness make Bruce feel uncomfortable. Compared with two independent personalities, he is more like a non-smiling, calm, and no longer crazy clown. The feeling of hanging, if the previous clown was a dark abyss exuding thick malice, staring at his perverted huge eyeballs all the time, then Jack gave him the feeling... a void.

He is an empty, non-dimensional thing, and the past he tells is not enough to support his existence as an independent personality.

When Bruce faced him, he remembered the stories about its origin made up by the clown, each story had a tragic past, and he sold these ridiculous miseries to ridicule people, and also faked many past identities for later investigation, The Joker's origins have so far remained a cloud of unknowable fog, and all Bruce knows are his made-up, bad-joke stories, of which he's told hundreds.

But the focus now is not on Jack. As Jack said, maybe he is not mentally normal, but at least he is much more normal than the clown.

"Ask the doctor in Arkham to give the clown a new full body check, and then send the data to the bat computer. Strengthen the security measures in the Batcave and Wayne Manor, and tell Jason that they should contact in time to investigate the guards guarding the clown. Three The medicines sent in by the sky are different, the clown is using himself as an experiment, so that he can get the corresponding medicines and pens, which means that there are people from him in the guards to catch those mice."

After all, Bruce looked at the medicine bottle on the car. The white medicine bottle was chubby and kept shaking with the bumps of the car.

If what Jack said was true, Bruce thought.

Then this will be a chance to completely defeat the clown.

in a dream.

This time the positions of the two were changed, and it was Jack behind the door. The room was narrow, without lights, and completely dark, but what reassured him was that there was no crack in the door this time, and the wooden door was tightly closed. Close to the floor, no light can leak in.He sat in the corner between the walls, let the darkness envelop him, the silence surrounded him, he was like a butterfly trapped in a diving bell.

I don't know how long it was silent, maybe a minute, or an hour, until the sound of footsteps came from outside the room.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and finally stopped outside the door. It was the clown. He was standing outside the door, clinging to the door. Jack could hear the low, distorted laughter, and it came to him like a curse. Drilled in the eyes of the ears.

"Be good, little rabbit, open the door, Dad is back." The clown knocked on the door while hiding a strange song.

If it doesn't turn on, it won't turn on... Sorry, I connected it subconsciously.Jack licked his lips.

Of course he didn't open the door, he knew he was dreaming, but he also had an intuition that once the door was opened, nothing good would happen.The clown seemed to have expected his actions, and was not angry. His tone was even creepily gentle: "Honey, my little mister, what should I call you? Jack, John, Arthur, or Mr. J?"

The clown has many aliases. Jack Napier is the name of the clown in the original 1989 "Batman" movie. In this movie, the clown is a gang member who was betrayed by the boss and fell into the chemical pool; "The Enemy Within", in this game, the clown is an ordinary gangster newcomer, who will take two different paths because of Batman's choice, that is, the vigilante line and the clown line; Arthur comes from the R-rated manga in 2019. Change the movie "Joker". In this movie, the clown was raised by a mentally ill maid mother, gradually driven crazy by the bottom life, and finally became Batman's worst enemy from a somewhat cowardly good guy.

Jack said nothing.

"I've been called many names, and everyone has been trying to find out who I really am, but no one has succeeded. It's been so long that I've almost forgotten who I really am. I've always seemed like a madman. Irrational, without bottom line, without logic, let alone human nature." The clown sat at the door, talking endlessly, "But suddenly, you appeared, you were hiding in my perverted brain, but you were a normal person. Found When you existed, you were so small, a mass of consciousness curled up in the dark, like a baby."

Jack was silent.

The clown didn't care, he knocked on the wooden door: "At that time, I could kill you at any time, you had no time to refuse me, even now, I can break in, killing you is like strangling a baby, but I Wouldn't do it. Because I found out you weren't crazy, or you were, because you wanted to be a good guy, like that unfortunate bat, and you didn't want to kill people. That's when I got interested in you, you know, The birth and demise of personalities are trivial things in this body, and I can change thirty personalities in one day, but they are all me, my fragments. I beat them, devoured them, until I found you."

"When I learned of your existence and your persistence, I was very happy. You can never imagine how grateful I am. I held you in my arms like a baby, and used my only memory and reason to treat you. Nurturing you until you grow up and appear in front of the bat. You will laugh at him, and you will also deny me. The world throws me upside down into the crazy river of Styx, making me invulnerable. Crazy place, you are my Achilles heel. You are my reflection, a part of me, my alter ego, and I love you for that."

Jack remained silent.

The clown smiled: "Honey, don't be afraid, I will do nothing to you. If there is anyone in the world who will never hurt you, that person is me. Because you make me...complete. (You...complete? me)”

reality.

The clown is tied to an iron bed, the lower half of his face is wearing a mask, and the pitch-black Batman stands in the darkness beyond the reach of the lights.The clown didn't struggle, but turned his head to look at the storage table beside him, grinning his mouth and showing his iconic scary smile: "My little bat baby, I will see another me later, remember to help him with a message."

Batman doesn't respond.

"Why are you all like this? Is what I said so unworthy of answering? You are too, and he is too... It's disgusting, but you are all my beloved, what can I do with you! You just rely on this Show me some face!" The clown clenched his hands slightly into fists and hammered twice on the bed, as if exasperated, but the anger came and went quickly, he quickly calmed down, smiled and licked the corner of his mouth, " Bat, please remember, don't get the wrong words, it's like this, listen up—"

"'Darling, ?you?complete?me, dear.'"