[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

Jack has no feelings for Harry.

In the past two years, he can count the number of times he met Harley on one hand. To him, this crazy girl is probably a "poor pua victim" and "a mess left by the clown".He still had sympathy for Harley during the Battle of Baine, but now, that sympathy is gone. The reason why he protects her is probably because of habit,? The deliberately arty aristocratic etiquette that he has accepted since childhood, and the old-fashioned The old, old, overdue gentlemanly manners: courteousness to women, children, and the elderly.

But another reason is that Batman is standing in the corner watching, he can't let Harley be blown to death under Batman's nose.

"What are you hiding, Riddler?" Jack twirled his bloody dagger, and stepped on him with the heel of his leather shoes, "You know they're just working, and you don't know anything about the deal between Waller and Bain , but at the risk of being discovered, killing people to silence them is not like what a smart person like you would do."

The Riddler obviously didn't want to speak easily,? But Jack stepped on his bleeding wound,? He let out a scream,? Panting heavily, he replied: "...Bat...Man..."

"what?"

"Bane knows Batman's true identity and where he hides,? Waller traded this information with him! Joker,? We can't let them go, who knows if Waller is up to something!"

Jack was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the Riddler's overreaction, which was comparable to ptsd, was to conceal Batman's true identity, and the deal between Waller and Bane turned out to be this.He raised his head silently and glanced at the "Black Spider" standing in the back row. The latter leaned towards the corner under his gaze.

Batman,? You evil man.

Regarding the true identity of Batman, the Gotham villains with a head and a face basically know it well, but those who want to expose it are not capable, and those who are capable are not interested in doing it.Villains like the Joker will even take the initiative to help Batman hide it. Whoever wants to join the game to find trouble for Batman is warmly welcomed, and they will smash the table if they just flip the cards.Once Batman's identity is revealed, he will most likely be Bruce Wayne again, and the game cannot continue.Jack still remembers the animation he watched before. A gangster accidentally knew the identity of Batman and wanted to sell the secret for a good price. The gangster thought he was smart and chose to be arrested by the police. They were all desperate, but when the policeman looked up, there was a clown's face under the brim of his hat. One can imagine what happened to the gangster.

Only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.Arkham fandom is no joke.

Suddenly, Harry's weak voice sounded, calling Jack who was about to print a few shoe prints on the Riddler's face: "Little... Pudding..."

Only then did Jack realize that the electric shock lasted a little too long, so he quickly gave up his plan to kick the Riddler again, threw himself on the console, and turned off the current. The ground sticks out its tongue like a dog, and the current penetrates the spine and brain. It takes too long to penetrate, and they suffer from short-term muscle weakness, which may take several minutes to recover.Harry spat out the wooden stick he was biting into, and gave Jack a smile that was uglier than crying: "...Little Pudding...I, I knew...I know you love me."

No... Strictly speaking, we are rivals in love.Jack said silently in his heart. He leaned on the console, found a pack of cigarettes from Captain Boomerang's coat, and lit it with his ring-wearing hand.

At this moment, the communicators of all members of the Suicide Squad rang, and after a brief electric sound, Amanda Waller's voice came: "I lost your signal, you betrayed me."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the dead shooter spoke first: "We have never sworn allegiance to you."

"Yeah, you're just bombing us and pushing us into battle for your life! You bastard nigga fat woman, you dare to touch the queen of Gotham, my pudding will make you look good!" Haha Li was hanging on Jack, making a lot of noise.

Waller sneered a few times: "It's okay, there is at least one more person."

As she spoke, a piercing warning sound came from the other end of the communicator, and she activated the bomb/bomb control button.Killer Frost and Deadshot instantly remembered that there was still one person whose bomb hadn't been disarmed, and they all looked at the "Black Spider" standing in the back row of the room, but amidst the constant sirens, "Black Spider" was still well. Standing where he was, the bloody scene of his neck being blown apart did not happen at all.Almost everyone present was stunned, and Killer Frost was dumbfounded: "What... what's going on? Why didn't his bomb/bomb explode?"

In the silence, the Riddler was the first to break the silence. He turned his head to look at Jack and said, "You already knew?"

Jack laughed dryly twice, puffed out his cigarette slowly, and did not answer.

"No, why didn't his bomb/bomb explode?" The boomerang captain hadn't reacted yet, "Could he be Waller's undercover agent?"

The Riddler got up from the ground, and seeing Jack's reaction just now, he understood that Jack had long known who was behind the mask of the black spider, and the fact that Jack guessed the answer earlier than him frustrated him.He claimed to be the smartest man in Gotham, but he didn't even realize that Batman followed them all the way, and Jack won this round.So the Riddler became furious, took out a pistol with his uninjured hand, and aimed at the "Black Spider": "Don't you understand? This is not Black Spider—he's Batman!"

A half-foot-long flame spewed out from the muzzle of the gun. Batman shot almost at the same time. The bat dart was directly stuck on the muzzle of the gun. When the Riddler pulled the trigger again, the chamber exploded. Now his uninjured hand was covered in blood.With a scream, he flipped his palms, took out a few homemade grenades/mines from his waist, and threw them in the direction of Batman. It seemed that he wanted to reproduce the feat of Death Archer using fire/arrows/barrels in the warehouse .

Harley and the others were at the center of the explosion. In order to prevent them from struggling during electrotherapy, Jack and the Riddler tied their arms to the back of the chair.Jack wasn't worried about the dead shooters. This kind of quack had his own way of escaping, but Harley was just a neurotic, ordinary girl, not an escape master. Waller probably asked her to join the Suicide Squad to act as a guide. She didn't Too much ability to protect herself, if she is left alone, it will really kill her.

The fire was already burning, and the smoke was flying in all directions.The metal frame made a hoarse cracking sound under the high temperature, Jack didn't catch the Riddler at the first time, he walked through the fire scene, the surrounding visibility was too low, and the thick smoke made him cry.Harry's chair was overturned on the ground, the blonde girl was still awake, the raging fire around her didn't burn into her heart at all, she only saw Jack who came to save her: "Pudin!"

"Hold your breath." Jack uncuffed her, wrapped Harry under her coat, and led her through the flames.

His clothes are mixed with special materials, which have a certain fireproof effect. Otherwise, he might not rush to the center of the fire with a large string of arms/fire hanging on his body. Everyone has to go to heaven.

Escaping to the relatively safe corridor, Harry slipped out from under his coat, like a chick being protected by a hen under its wings.Jack took a breath, and took out his pockets only to find that the cigarette was lost in the chaos. He pushed away Harry, who was rushing to kiss him, and scanned all the burnt suicide squad members present, but he didn't see a familiar face: "Where's the Riddler?"

Killer Frost replied, "He fled west."

The map on his back flashed in Jack's mind instantly, the west side of Arkham Asylum - through the regular patient observation and stay area, at the end of the corridor of H-4 area, there is a special elevator leading to A-12 area, and A- The prisoner in District 12 is - Bane.

The Riddler took advantage of the chaos and fled, trying to cast Bane!

Jack gritted his teeth. He didn't care about the life and death of the Riddler, but the Riddler knew that he was not a clown. Once he repented and informed Bain, it would probably spread all over the street in less than a week.He was about to rush after the Riddler when he was suddenly hugged by someone. Harry hugged him and shouted, "Mr. J, I'll go with you!"

With a light body and a thin waist, Jack was caught off guard by her arms like a cannonball, and almost staggered and fell to the ground.He tried to push her away, but Harry clung to him like an octopus, and he yelled, "Don't mess around!"

"Let me help you, Mr. J!"

... No, you are a little girl who only knows how to play with a hammer. Why do you follow the man you love into the gunfire? The clown treats you like a dog again and again and still can't wake you up?You should stay away from the clown, go to a safe place, eat snacks wrapped in a blanket, and after the incident is over, serve your sentence and reform in Arkham, strive for an early recovery, leave the madhouse, and start a new life.Jack thought so in his heart, but when he met Harry's eyes, he couldn't say anything, maybe because of his eccentric childhood, he was always easily moved by people who crazily showed his favor to him.He sighed, and rubbed Harley's hair as soft as gold yarn, as if stroking a kitten: "You can follow me, but you have to listen to me."

"Of course, Mr. Clown!" Harley happily picked up her wooden hammer.

On the other side, the Riddler, who was passing through the regular patient observation stop area, switched on the communicator hidden in his sleeve.

"Is it going well, Edward?" came a woman's voice.

The Riddler's mouth was dry from running, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty before he could barely make a sound.He was not good at physical activity, so he split his sentence into three times and said, "It didn't go well, I didn't get in touch with Penguin, but I talked to the clown."

"Joker?" The woman laughed softly, "He's too difficult to control, he's just a timed/timed/bomb/bomb, Baine can't include him in his plan."

"No, this time the clown has a weakness. We can take advantage of him and threaten him." The Riddler panted heavily, "I'm [-]% sure that he will be obedient. His weakness is Harley! We can use Haley Lee threatened him that he might not love Harley, but he would never let her die. That's why I asked Waller to put Harry in Suicide Squad."

"You mean he fell in love with Harley?" The woman on the other end of the communicator seemed to have heard a shocking joke, and laughed wildly.

"It's not that, there's a deeper reason. How's the situation on your side?"

The woman was silent for a while, then turned to look at the boy beside her, who was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, and was firmly tied to the wooden chair.Look closely at the place where she is in the dentist's consulting room, and she is lying on the operating table, like a lazy black cat.Suddenly, she jumped off the operating table, her figure was as slender as a butterfly, and her graceful curves were enough to fascinate any man. With her long snow-white fingers, she tapped the boy's cheek like a cat, and said with a smile: "No problem." , everything went according to plan. Jason Todd is in my hands, and Batman is afraid to go after him."

"You are such a pillow person, I don't know how to be evaluated." The riddle man sighed, put the woman's name on the tip of his tongue, and pushed it out, "—Selina."