[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"I'm from Alabama,? Bring my beloved banjo; I'm going to Louisiana, in order to find my lover. I set off at night, it rained heavily, but the weather was still dry,? The sun was scorching,? My heart was cold, Suzanne, don't cry. Oh,? Suzanne, don't you cry for me. I'm from Alabama, bring my banjo. Last night, the night was dead, I fell asleep,? See you in my dream, Suzanne Take a stroll down the mountain to meet...*”

(*from the American ballad "Oh Susannah")

Jack sang happily. The area he was in was out of power, but some emergency lights were still on,? A series of small white lights on the ground like scattered pearl necklaces.Wearing a tuxedo with the same color as a rotten salad, and black and white brogue patent leather shoes, he stomped through the corridor, circling with his slender tuxedo as he walked, and the pale light automatically Reflecting from bottom to top, he dances like a radical and hyperactive lunatic.

Since getting mental illness, the whole person has become more energetic.

Jack thinks his own state reflects this sentence, since he found out that he is only a derivative personality of the clown, and he has gone mad in a pathological sense, everything has changed for the better,? The sky turned blue and the grass turned green. It got brighter and the air got sweeter,? He could sing and tap dance when he walked,? He could let out a series of upside-down laughs, and he could do something harmless. It doesn't matter if it's like a psycho, I Was Gotham's scariest criminal, now I'm a reformed man, but I'm crazy, I'm mentally ill, I can't tell right from wrong, Batman will forgive me.

"I have many keys, but I can't open any doors. Who am I?" A sudden voice interrupted Jack's solo dance.

Jack opened his eyes and glanced aside: "Piano*."

(*Pun riddles, keys and keys in English are all keys)

Contrary to what most people think, the smartest person among the villains in the Bat series is not the Joker, but the Riddler.The Riddler took control of Gotham in "Batman: Year Zero", and even the US Navy SEALs couldn't do anything about him.He has strong thinking, observation and puzzle-solving abilities, and he can commit perfect crimes, but he suffers from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. He must deliberately leave puzzles after each crime, and he can get clues about the case by solving them.If the three most intelligent DC villains are selected, they should be Luthor, Riddler and Brain Demon* (*Brain Demon: an unpopular villain).Of course, it is difficult for Riddler's high IQ to be supported by a good story, because it is a test of the screenwriter's writing skills.So this setting is just a setting. If the DC plot does not match the setting, it is not once or twice. The most serious victim of eating books is Superman. According to the setting, he has super intelligence, and the entire knowledge of Krypton is stored in In his mind, but what is actually shown... The DC hero camp has a total of eight fights of intelligence, the master has one stone to himself, and the rest owes two fights?

The cell where the Riddler was held was relatively remote. He was wearing a plain orange prison uniform and an ordinary pair of square-rimmed glasses. He pressed his face against the glass and said to Jack: "The more I move forward, the more I stay behind me." The more things I have, who am I?"

"Footprints." Jack let out a puff of smoke. "What do you want, Riddler?"

The Riddler raised his eyebrows at him: "Obviously, clown, someone broke into Arkham and cut off the power supply in my area. No matter who came, their goal must be me, they are here to kill me of."

The felons who can be locked up in the Arkham Asylum are not good goods, and Jack doesn't believe that the Riddler has no life in his hands.He looked the Riddler up and down a few times, took a puff of cigarette indifferently: "Then?"

The Riddler paused, smiled and said to Jack, "I don't want to stay in the cell to die, I hope you can protect me."

Jack laughed at him, and the Riddler asked for the protection of the clown, which is really ridiculous in the world.He took a puff of smoke ring into the glass vent hole, and was satisfied to see the Riddler coughing from the smoke: "With all due respect, Edward, I'm not stupid, and I don't think you are. You must have no less than ten ways to get out This cell, disguise yourself as an ordinary guard, you don’t have to ask me for help at all, just say what you want to say, don’t beat around the bush.”

"Okay, clown, be direct with smart people—we want you on board."

"'us'?"

"Bain, me, and others." The Riddler smiled, "We have a plan to turn Gotham into a city that Bain notified."

Jack smiled wryly: "I never knew, our smartest Mr. Green*, is now serving as a dog for a /drug-addicted/addicted muscle hunk, and the whole Gotham is in the hands of a super villain —The offer is indeed tempting, but I refuse. I cannot kneel because of my weakness."

(*Mr. Green: Jack's taunt, Riddler's suit is green)

After he finished speaking, he turned around, raised his hand and waved, making a gesture of goodbye, but only one sentence from the Riddler made him stop: "You must help us, Jack."

Jack seemed to be looking directly at Medusa, and he was solidified from head to toe into a stone sculpture. After a long time, he turned around with a piercing smirk on his face: "You are so smart, Edward, as smart as a Not long to live."

"The clown may not be smarter than me, but he's definitely deadlier than me. Other villains have no interest in him, but I keep an eye on the clown, like a snake charmer watches where the snake's head is, and in this case, it's easy to see that the clown has Another person." The Riddler smiled against the glass, "You have to help us, Jack, we need you to help us improve the venom and reduce its damage to the brain. As long as you join us, I will not tell this secret go out."

"I hate being threatened."

"No, you won't kill me, I've seen through you. You're not like a clown, you're not a puzzle."

Jack smiled half-heartedly: "No, Edward, before I join you, I have another riddle: I am green and proud, but I was beaten badly. Who am I?"

In the eyes of the Riddler, he suddenly raised his hand, and slipped a gun out of the gorgeous lace sleeves as if by magic. The black muzzle of the gun touched the air hole of the forearm.Immediately after he pulled the trigger, the huge gunshot shook the ceiling slightly, and the hot brass bullets grazed his ears. The Riddler first felt a heat in his earlobe, followed by pain. He covered his ears, Jack had just shot him in the face, the bullet grazed his cheek, and half of his ear was shattered by the kinetic energy of the gold grab.

After Jack finished all this, he slapped the magnetic card into the card slot on the side of the Riddler's cell with a blank face. At the same time, the pistol/gun painted with golden rose patterns returned to his sleeve, as if from Nothing like it ever happened.The Riddler came out of the old house covering his injured ear. Jack took a deep breath of the cigarette and spit it on his face, then raised the corners of his lips, showing a clown smile: "Your plan is very interesting, I'll join. But remember, Edward Nygma, I don't want to hear my name from you for the third time, absolutely not."

At the same time, one of his hands slipped into his pocket and pressed the button on the phone screen to end the recording and send it.The small screen flickered twice, then went off quickly, and a message appeared: Sent.

On the other side, a pitch-black Batman was squatting on the gargoyle. The torrential rain hit him, forming thin streams of water and sliding down the black cloak. Suddenly, his communicator lit up, and someone sent him a message. Sent a secret email.He pressed the button to receive, and a small blue quantum screen floated in front of him, on which was written impressively: I revealed the mask of hypocrisy, I turned my friends into enemies, what am I?

"Betrayal." Batman said softly, and entered the answer, floating on the screen in mid-air, and soon a reminder that the password was correct appeared, and soon, the riddle became a compressed audio file, with ups and downs Polylines, displayed on a ghostly screen.

"We have to go to the Arkham underground warehouse to find my cane, which contains the code files to open Bane's cell and stop the machine Dracula." The Riddler changed into a green suit, looking like a freshly picked Cucumbers down.

The police will store the gear and weapons of the lunatics in the underground warehouse. This is not new. Jack found the windbreaker from the underground warehouse during the Battle of Bain. The two walked side by side through the depths of the first floor of the Arkham Asylum. In the corridor, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell. Jack came to the gate and swiped the magnetic card on the card slot. The green light for passing was immediately lit up. The heavy gate was slowly opened, and the smell of dust came over his face.

"Go and find your tattered outfit." Jack said as he walked to the wooden box with the word JOKER on it, casually flipping through the props in the box.The Joker didn't leave much behind, mostly fancy toys, but there were also quite a few useful ones like exploding playing cards, acid-spraying corsages, and big-caliber pistols/guns, which he stuffed contentedly up his sleeves .

After finishing these things, Jack and the Riddler met and discussed how to bypass the guards at the bottom. At this moment, the rolling gate on the other side of the underground warehouse slowly rose, and the pale light reflected the elongated eyes of the visitor. Shadow, the two turned their heads to look behind the door in astonishment, facing a pair of blue glasses.The girl was wearing a black and red short skirt, two knee-length stockings of different colors, her golden hair was fluttering in the wind, and she reflected herself in her blue pupils. Jack was stunned for a moment, and then got used to it. Sighing softly, the girl opened her eyes wide and shouted in surprise, "Little Pudding!"

The Riddler leaned behind Jack, holding his golden cane in the shape of a question mark: "One of them is a killer, and he came here to take my life and protect me."

Jack was speechless for a while: "On the opposite side are Black Spider, Deathshooter, Killer Frost, Captain Boomerang, Shark King... Oh, this little girl who came to make up the numbers doesn't count. You expect me to protect you from them? I can Not being able to walk out of the warehouse in its entirety is a problem.”

The Riddler nudged him slightly: "But you have a way, don't you?"