[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Why did Superman become like this?" The two observed for a while, and walked down the stairs side by side, Batman was still puzzled.

Jack didn't answer his question, but shook the handcuffs at him. The sound of the metal chains rubbing against each other was harsh: "You really don't intend to untie my handcuffs? Maybe I can help you."

Batman glanced at him with distrust: "No. You stay safe,? In this world we are wanted criminals, although I don't know why,? But we have to find a safe place."

Out of caution, Batman did not take the initiative to connect to the Internet without knowing whether Cyborg* was an enemy or a friend, so the information he obtained was limited.

(*Steel Bone: Formerly known as Vic Stone,? He was originally an excellent football player,? Until he was accidentally blown up by the Apocalypse mother box and became seriously injured, and became a half-human, half-mechanical biochemical person. Technological supercomputer,? Can monitor the network of the entire earth. New 52 later replaced the Martian Manhunter and became the seven giants of the alliance)

Jack didn't care, he shrugged.The two were on the roof of a department store. It was early morning, surrounded by cold fog, and the streets were lifeless, with no one there.Batman led him through the escape tunnel, down to the third floor, to get some food and water from the shelves.Suddenly arrived in this unknown world,? Knowing that Superman has become a centralized ruler, he must prepare for the worst,? That is, the entire Justice League and the Teen Titans-including possibly Batman of this world-become Became a villain,? Supporting the iron-fisted set/power superman,? No force can help him.He has to be alone—and not alone,? But if the only ally left is this green-haired madman who gets sick without medicine, he might as well be alone.

He must deal with the imminent arrest warrant, and being a qualified fugitive requires resources: water, food, communicators, vehicles, safe hiding places.It's better to be hidden enough and far away from the political center. After you settle down, you can find a way to find your companions and get in touch.

When Batman came out from the back of the shelf with a bunch of biscuits in his arms, he bumped into Jack, who was poking his head out of the fitting room.God, the first thing this guy did when he came to this strange world was to change his clothes. Batman was a little speechless, knowing that he caught a glimpse of Jack's clothes: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Jack took off his black wig and blue contact lenses, washed off the flesh-colored foundation covering his pale skin, no longer wore his luxurious suit embroidered with dark lines, and changed into his most familiar Purple tuxedo.He wore a round sombrero hat, a pale green waistcoat, and a white Windsor shirt, with a freshly cut white rose pinned to his chest, and the rose was adorned with bright feathers.The clothes are ironed neatly, the white silk bow tie and cuffs are spotless, the neckline, placket and cuffs are covered with lace everywhere, the snow-white sealskin long gloves, the high waistline that emphasizes the slenderness, and a cold, sea salt perfume lingers on the body the taste of.

The brooch was given to him by Batman, a heartbeat jammer, Superman can hear Batman's heartbeat among billions of people.So Batman did this to make the wearer's own heartbeat disappear within a certain distance, so it can no longer be picked up by super hearing.

"It can give me strength." Jack couldn't say that he would have attribute bonuses when wearing this suit, so he could only answer in general terms.As he spoke, he took out the lipstick from the counter and drew a smiley face on his pale face, with a bright red crescent crescent all the way to his ear.

"Is it still him?" Batman stared at him. "Jack, you can't borrow the strength of the Joker, he will destroy you."

"I don't have time to talk about this now, let's take a look at the old news from five years ago." Jack took out a brand new laptop, which seemed to be a spoil he found in the supermarket, "I used a new signal symbol, put the The supercomputer under a nuclear bunker is used as a springboard to temporarily avoid the steel frame's search on the Internet. Now Superman is clamping down on the media, news that does not meet the regulations cannot be released, and many news have been tampered with and deleted. Although the US government is only an empty shelf Yes, but the truth is still there. I hacked into the backstage of the U.S. government’s intelligence agency, and this is the news of the day they collected. I can only watch it for 5 minutes, and I will be tracked by Cyborg.”

"No way, he's a reporter. He knows how important a free press is."

"Yes, but it was. Bats, excesses of justice and power can get lost, and you've now witnessed a Superman fallen to power." Jack put the laptop on the table and turned the lit screen toward him .

A title was impressively displayed on the screen: "The Clown Blows Up the Metropolis, Killing Over Ten Million People".

Batman froze for a moment, then turned to look at Jack standing by the table.Jack shook the handcuffs: "Don't look at me, I'm not a clown."

"His wife, his children, his city... the clown ruined everything about him, and he became a dictatorial lunatic." Batman frowned, and the mouse slowly slid down, looking at what happened five years ago Everything, "Then he killed Arrow, Black Canary, Martian Manhunter..."

"Don't be too sad, old man. Here, at least there's Batman—opposite Batman leading the Rebels, but he seems to be at the end of his rope. Shortly after the destruction of Metropolis, his true identity was revealed, and all his possessions He was frozen, and there are still activities a year after the incident, and he disappeared four years ago, and even the intelligence agency has never heard of him, maybe it was blocked by Superman."

When 5 minutes were up, the computer disconnected automatically. Batman looked at the warning icon on the screen and gave Jack a meaningful look, "I didn't know you were good at hacking before."

"There are so many things you don't know, you flying black mouse with a sad face." Jack smiled, and he saw the red crescent moon in Batman's blue pupils, "We can't find any trace of Batman in this world , can only use roundabout means. I have already screened the surveillance videos of a specific city, and determined the scope of Harley Quinn and the others in the past half month, which is here: Gotham City, Arkham Asylum. My old It’s no surprise that guys use this as a base, it’s their style.”

"We need to contact them."

"Yeah. But here's the thing, Bat, the streets below are full of drones and cameras, and we're going to get caught if we show up a bit. And we're in the middle of Metropolis, so how do we keep Superman and them Under such circumstances, get rid of those super soldiers, avoid surveillance, and quietly leave the metropolis and go to Gotham?" Jack sighed and patted Batman on the shoulder.

"Go to the sewer." Batman said, "When Superman built a subsidiary city for the metropolis, I mixed sand in it. The Wayne Group paid for the contract, and a part of the sewer was embedded with lead plates. If I guessed correctly, this new metropolis The city is built on the subsidiary city, and the subsidiary cities of the two worlds are no different, and I will do the same in this world."

"Well, we have changed from flying mice to ground mice. Bats are finally going to do some things that mice do, such as digging holes in the soil." Jack spread his hands and teased.

Batman stood up, took out a small thing the size of a palm from his belt, and under Jack's gaze, the stack of small things swelled rapidly, and finally turned into a raincoat-like coat. Batman put the coat on On him, he pulled down his hat to cover his face: "Wear this, Wayne Group's latest nanotechnology fabric, with lead polymer coating inside, Superman can't see your face, if anything happens, you will immediately run away."

"Escape? What about you?"

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm different from you. When they caught me, they would regard me as the leader of the rebels and execute me in front of the public, but at least they would have time to rescue them. But if Superman caught you, you would definitely die." Batman Gang He buttoned it up, "And you will die a miserable death. The superman of this world will tear off your hands and feet alive, or hang you on the stake and burn you to death. I have no doubts about how cruel his methods will be."

"Is this okay? To protect a criminal who is full of crimes? The chief culprit who made the god of the world go crazy?" Jack tugged at his coat.

"Jack, I'm very clear. He's him, you're you." Batman said, "You're not the Joker."

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On the other side, Injustice World, Justice League Watchtower.

"Superman." The metal door opened automatically, and the steel skeleton walked in. "The management of New Metropolis sent a video report. They said they captured Batman and... I think you should see it for yourself."

"Send it here." Superman put down the remote control in his hand, and he was debugging the controllable doomsday developed by Luthor.

Cyborg clicked on the faint blue quantum screen, and a video file appeared on the computer screen, and Superman played it at random. The video was blurry, the picture quality was not stable, and focusing in some places was very problematic.But Superman still recognized it. It was the Metropolitan Central Garden. Batman stood on the edge of the lawn in the garden, slowly raising his hands, right behind him——Superman zoomed in on the image with two fingers, and sat next to the cement statue in the center of the garden. With a man he felt familiar with.He was wearing a pitch-black dress, and his black hair hung down like a clump of soggy seaweed, and that face made Superman's body stiff, as if facing Medusa's gaze, he had frozen into a stone statue.

"The clown...he's still alive..." Superman whispered, he seemed to be shrouded in a dark nightmare again, every night when the metropolis no longer exists, as long as he closes his eyes, he will hear the madman with green hair Laughter, right next to his ears, upside down and crazily laughing.He heard the ghost of the clown whispering in his ear, mocking viciously what he had done. His righteous heart was gradually being soaked in the black mud of hatred, and he tossed and turned in regret every night.He regretted killing the clown at that time, why did he let him die so easily?How many people were vaporized in a nuclear explosion?So far, some of the survivors of the Metropolis still suffer from radiation sickness. Why didn't he cut this buffoon alive into tens of millions of pieces, so that he can feel the pain that others have suffered because of him?

He's not dead, Superman thinks, Batman tricked him, it wasn't the Joker he killed, maybe a double, or someone else.Batman kept the Joker well hidden, a hypocrite who claimed justice against the world he was protecting, and let the guy who killed his wife and child and blew up his city live!

"Batman, you lied to me! Bring him here, bring me the Joker, and I'll—" a hoarse roar rolled out of Superman's throat, "I'm going to tear him apart!"