[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

"Harry! You wake up!"

Shouting words to wake Harry up, Constantine's body nimbly dodged left and right under Harry's attack, setting up a few barriers from time to time to stop Harry's attack.

Matthew also speeded up the cleanup of the monsters created by the subconscious, and checked all the life forms in the space one by one by releasing the domain of God, and soon found another woman curled up in the corner with her last breath left.

Humor……

Her limbs were cut off, a knife was stuck in her lower abdomen, her pupils were dilated, and she continued to murmur meaninglessly.

Matthew thus realizes that she is the source of all the subconscious monsters in this place.

Of course, the specific details can only be determined after interrogating the jokes.

The situation was probably locked, and Matthew yelled at Constantine: "Stun Harley and take her away."

"You already know how to leave?"

"Of course!"

Matthew throws a lighting spell, and Constantine sees the joke of huddling in the dark and using the illusion of death to create a subconscious monster to trap them.

"This woman is crazy!"

Constantine let out a long sigh, walked around behind Harry with a spell, shot suddenly, knocked Harry unconscious, and carried it on his shoulder: "How do you leave?"

"Come with me."

After finishing speaking, Matthew continued to release Solomon's spells, narrowing the domain of God to only accommodate Matthew and Constantine who was carrying Harley. Then, with a dying smile, under the protection of God's Domain, he exited towards the villa. go.

Along the road, there were constantly new subconscious monsters sticking to the God's Domain barrier and grinning at them, but none of them could break through the God's Domain.

Some of the wandering subconscious monsters were also devoured by the sons of Yige around the accompanying God's Domain as nutrients.

"You have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

Constantine, who was in the Green God Realm, looked at the subconscious monsters on both sides who were constantly engulfed by the darkness of the son of Yige, and asked curiously.

Matthew: "Who will take out the trump card as soon as they play?"

"I."

Constantine blurted out: "If you can kill the enemy with one blow, you will definitely win the battle quickly."

"But at the beginning, we didn't know who the enemy was or what it looked like..." Matthew said, "What's more, what we are facing now is not the complete body of the enemy."

"Isn't this considered perfect?"

Constantine was surprised: "What kind of enemy did you provoke?"

"To be precise, what monster did the clown provoke?"

While correcting Constantine's statement, Matthew looked down at the laughing point who was about to die at any time: "She is so cruel that she actually sprinkled poisonous mushroom spores on the wound."

"Is this woman crazy?"

"Maybe it's insanity, maybe it's for a higher level of understanding that we can't understand."

Matthew said blankly.

For the laughing point, he didn't have the slightest sympathy. He saved her to get the necessary confession.

……

Protecting himself with God's Domain, Yige's power was superimposed with Solomon's magic to clear the way. Matthew and his party quickly walked out of the villa occupied by "crazy".

"Although it cannot be foolproof, at least it can reduce the possibility of ordinary people breaking in." Constantine explained.

Matthew: "It can be seen that you are not a ruthless scum magician as you have heard."

"No one is born a cold-blooded scum..." Constantine said mockingly, "I was just forced by fate to make the decision to sacrifice others. As long as there is a little room for maneuver, I will not... "

"But unless you give up your job as an exorcist, you'll never have room for maneuver. The devil won't let you go just because you don't want to sacrifice someone else."

Slightly mocking, Matthew walked out of the villa occupied by the power of the inner world with a dying laugh, got in the car, and left.

……

Alfred is the all-round butler.

When Matthew returned to the Batcave with a laugh, he had already prepared the common equipment needed for the operation, and stood respectfully in front of the operating table: "Sir, can I help you?"

"You've done a great job."

While talking, Matthew put the joke on the operating table, fixed her first, and then used the surgical equipment provided by Alfred to pick out the hallucinogenic mushroom spores scattered on the wound, disinfect, suture, and bandage in one go.

Constantine also temporarily locks Harry in the cubicle.

About half an hour later, Harry woke up and found that he was wearing a straitjacket and had a mouth ball stuffed in his mouth. He was so angry that his eyes popped out, and he glared at Constantine standing in front of him.

("Let go of me now!")

"no problem……"

Reaching to remove the mouth ball, Constantine explained, "While at the villa, you were possessed by 'madness' and tried to kill me."

"So you knocked me out, imprisoned me, and gagged me?"

Harry grinned angrily.

Constantine exhaled a smoke ring: "Should I not do this?"

"Of course you—"

"I'm not a saint. If someone slaps me on the left cheek, I won't hit her with the right cheek."

"Then you can't—"

"If I don't knock you out and bring you back, you're already dead!"

Constantine leaned against the wall and explained slowly: "The clown may have gone completely crazy, because in addition to you who is occupied by 'crazy', we also found a joke in the villa where she offered to sacrifice herself, her limbs have wounds , was stabbed in the lower abdomen, and all the wounds were sprinkled with spores of hallucinogenic mushrooms."

"So crazy?"

Harry showed surprise, but it was just surprise, not shock.

Constantine took the opportunity to ask: "Has the clown done this kind of thing before?"

"What do you think?"

Harry asked Constantine: "What kind of misunderstanding made you think that the clown didn't do this kind of thing before?"

"I haven't dealt with the clown before, and I don't know much about him. I only know that he is a lunatic, and his behavior is between sobriety and madness."

Constantine asked leisurely: "Similar rituals, how many times did he do it during your relationship with him?"

"About five, six, seven or eight times? It's a pity that the spiritual power and willpower of the sacrifices selected in the past were not strong enough, and none of them could create monsters in the inner world, so I always thought that this method of summoning was a rumour, but it was not true. feasible."

Having said that, Harry glanced behind Constantine—through the glass door, she saw Matthew treating the wound of the dying laughing point: "I have to say, Matthew is a gentle person."

"He was very gentle indeed."

"But he's also very strong at the same time..." Harry said, "I like him not only because he is strong and gentle, but also because his appearance matches my aesthetic."

"Your logic is so reasonable that I don't even know how to refute it."

Afterwards, Constantine took out the card and gave Harley a mental test. After confirming that Harley's mental state was normal, he loosened the straitjacket and poured her a glass of wine: "Don't thank me, it's Batman's wine. "

"I know……"

Harley took the red wine, drank it all, walked out of the isolation hut, and walked to Matthew who had healed all the wounds of the joke: "Hey——"

"Hi--"

Matthew looked up and looked at Harry gently: "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

"Remember what it felt like to be at the mercy of 'crazy'?"

"I don't remember at all..." Harry said, "I felt like I was locked in a black box. When I opened my eyes, I was back in the Batcave, wearing a restraint suit, and was face to face with Constantine."

"All right……"

Matthew lowered his head, glanced at him and smiled: "She is really infatuated."

"Maybe it's just poison."

Harry said sarcastically: "The clown is a special existence. He is not handsome at all, and his personality is very annoying, but for some reason, when I am with him, I love him so much that I feel that he is the best in the world." I am the most perfect person, even if I am humiliated by him in public, I will not be angry, I feel that I deserved his insults and slaps, that I did not do well enough, and that I made a mistake."

"Deep mind control?"

"Ah."

Harley, who used to be an intern psychiatrist at Arkham Mental Hospital, nodded and said: "The clown is very good at mind control. Of course, he is also a hopeless lunatic. Unlike ordinary lunatics, he has always been Sober, sober mad, soberly depraved, soberly turned into a social cancer, and at the same time, he is soberly controlling everyone who is attracted to him. So, I don’t think it’s the end of the joke. strangeness."

"As far as I know, Xiaodian is a talented student with a high IQ, a high degree of education, and ability-"

"The more confident and conceited a person is, the easier it is for the clown to control him. The clown's manipulation is invisible. He has countless ways to convince the people whose minds he controls to believe that everything they do is out of their own will. They don't controlled."

"How did he do it?" Constantine asked with interest.

Harry smiled enchantingly: "I know but I won't tell you."

"However, you actually don't know anything, otherwise you wouldn't be controlled by the clown for a long time, following him through life and death."

"So you think so."

Harry turned his head and looked at Matthew: "Do you believe what he said?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"You also feel—"

"The clown is so good at controlling the minds of others, it is inseparable from you."

Matthew clasped his fists in his chest, analyzed and said: "You are a psychiatrist who is in charge of treating clowns, but was reversely brainwashed by clowns, fell in love with clowns wholeheartedly, followed him on the path of crime, and used your psychiatry to help him brainwash others .”

"Yes, I did do wrong things for my love. But I have changed my mind now, I will no longer love the clown, let alone do things for him!"

"I know that everything you say at this moment is your truth, but when you see the clown again, you will still surrender to him, willing to be used by him and become his criminal tool. Because the seeds of madness have always been hidden in you bottom of my heart."

"The seeds of madness have always been in my heart? What are you implying?"

After all, Harley is a top student in psychology. She sensed that there was an overtone in Matthew's words, and asked earnestly, "Could it be that I—"

"Have you ever wondered why you can't resist the clown's brainwashing? You are a professional psychologist, and you never went crazy before being brainwashed by the clown."

"But in those days when I was with the clown, I was so crazy that even the blood was in the shape of flowers in my eyes, and I didn't feel the guilt of killing people at all."

Under Matthew's guidance, Harley couldn't help but think deeply: "The clown is just an ordinary lunatic, but he can perfectly control the boundary between a lunatic and a sober man, and more than once pulled others into the vortex of madness, and even made me become A lunatic, a lunatic like him, before... and..."

Recalling what Matthew and Constantine told, Harry shuddered.

She looked up at the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "What did you find in me?"

"He discovered it, I don't know anything!"

Constantine, who didn't want to cause trouble to his upper body, shirked without hesitation.

Harry looked at Matthew: "Tell me, what's on me? What's the seed of madness?"

"The seeds of madness are the seeds of madness, more commonly known as the benefactor of madness..." Matthew said, "The clown is the core that spreads madness, his body is full of mad spores, and you are the first to be caught by his madness." People infected with spores."

"You mean, the clown is not crazy, his madness is an illusion caused by crazy spores? Why can't I understand?"

"You don't need to understand, because I don't know what I'm talking about. Any content involving the endless family is a chaotic existence that cannot be seen directly. You just need to understand that you can't resist the madness brought by the clown. It's not your mind or There is a problem with the ability, because the clown does have a crazy power that cannot be resisted by ordinary means."

"Well, I accept your explanation, after all, it is an explanation that makes me feel comfortable."

Harley said with peace of mind, raising her toned legs: "Before I got my Ph.D. in psychology, I was a professional gymnast."

"No wonder you can quickly master a variety of practical combat techniques."

Constantine, who was not at all seduced by Harry's charm, deliberately answered the question.

And Matthew decided to pay a formal visit to the Arkham Mental Hospital tomorrow after simply sorting out his thoughts.

……

At 02:30 in the morning, when Batman came back from his night patrol, he saw the smile on the operating table covered in bandages and unconscious, and he was shocked: "Who beat her like this?"

"Who else could be, of course the clown."

Harley swaggered up to Batman, glanced at Damian, who was displeased, and said, "Little Bat, did you meet any members of the Clown Gang during your night patrol?"

"No." Damian replied casually.

Batman asked: "The Joker wants to reorganize the Joker Gang again?"

Harley: "The clown is missing."

"Ok?"

"The last time the clown left the Arkham Mental Hospital was ten days ago. Since then, he has been with Xiaodian. Because of this incident, Xiaodian took the initiative to show off to me and took me to the villa to meet the clown. Of course, I didn't Talk to her, just write down the address of the villa."

Having said that, Harley glanced at the laughing point who hadn't woken up on the operating table: "Five hours ago, I took them to the villa to find the clown, and they were almost killed by the monster created by the laughing point's subconscious."

"The joke is..."

"She made herself into what you see in order to create a subconscious monster."

"Unexpected—"

"As long as anything is related to the clown, there will be no unexpected situations." Harley sighed a little decadently, "He is indeed very accomplished in the field of mind manipulation, at least, the me in the past is the same as the joke now , willing to do anything for the clown, including giving up his life."

"But now you have stepped out of the state you were in back then. Now you are just Harley Quinn, not Harley Quinn."

"Yes, I'm Harley Quinn now, not Harley Quinn, but I used to be—"

Harry sighed: "The past me has always lived in my heart, and it may reappear at any time, if the situation is as Matthew said."

"Matthew?"

Batman looked at Matthew: "What did you say to her?"

"He gave some in-depth analysis, including why she was reversely controlled by the clown."

"This is really puzzling."

Batman nodded approvingly.

Matthew took the opportunity to propose going to the Arkham Asylum after dawn to check the clown's medical records.

"Do you need me to take you?" Damian suggested enthusiastically.

Matthew: "I know the way to Arkham Asylum."

"But Arkham Asylum will not give you your medical records without the Wayne Corporation's dispensation or the company of Batman's most trusted Robin."

Damian smiled proudly: "Take me, I promise not to cause trouble."

"If you want to make trouble, I can hold it down."

Matthew joked, accepting Damian's suggestion.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Batman, accompanied by Alfred, went to the infirmary to change clothes and do an examination.

Damian, who stayed in the control room, sat at the table and ate.

Guan Luo on the side heard that they were going to Arkham Mental Hospital to look through the clown's medical files, excitedly jumped on Matthew's shoulder, and poked Matthew's earlobe with his tentacles.

"Are you going too?"

"Of course!"

Can Luo is confident: "Can Luo is the Robin that Dad trusts the most."

Hearing this, Damian yelled angrily: "I am the Robin that Dad trusts most! You are adopted!"

"The adopted Robin is also Robin, and I used to be Staro, I am stronger than all of you! Take me to act together, the success rate will be higher!"

In the absence of Batman, Can Luo fights for favor unscrupulously.

Although Damian was unhappy with Can Luo's change of face, but his strength was far inferior to Can Luo's, he had to hold his nose and agree to Can Luo's request. After dawn, they went to Arkham Mental Hospital together.

……

Damian likes to drive, but he doesn't have a driver's license, and Batman won't allow him to touch the steering wheel.

Now, Damian can finally enjoy his driving addiction.

As soon as the car came out of the Bat Cave, he quickly exchanged seats with Matthew, sat in the driver's seat with a proud face, stepped on the gas pedal, held the steering wheel, and groaned: "Dad doesn't allow me to drive. In fact, my driving skills are better than his and his. All the adults you know are better!"

"He won't ban you from driving when you're an adult."

"I know, but I'm going to drive now!"

Damian was talking angrily, and was suddenly stuffed with a milk tablet by Guan Luo.

"Hey!"

"Children eat more milk to grow taller—"

Can Luo reminded viciously.

Damian was so angry that his temples burst into blue veins, he turned his grief and anger into speed, and drove at lightning speed all the way. After driving for half an hour, he drove the car for an hour and a half under normal circumstances, and parked the car steadily outside the Arkham Mental Hospital.

"arrive!"

"OK!"

Matthew got out of the car and walked into Arkham Asylum.

At the entrance of the asylum, he met Barbara Gordon.

Matthew was surprised: "Barbara, why do you..."

"Batman is worried that you will not be able to obtain effective information from the dean, so let me come and help."

"How could I not get effective information if I was there! Batman underestimated my ability!"

Damian shouted angrily.

Barbara smiled at that.

Can Luo jumped on Matthew's shoulder and taunted: "Damian is Dad's son, but Dad's favorite Robin will always be Can Luo—"

"To shut up!"

Damian's cheeks flushed with anger.

Guan Luo simply jumped on top of Damian's head and quarreled with him.

Matthew walked up to Barbara: "Your spine—"

"It has been fully repaired."

Barbara went around the scene: "I can move freely now, no different from me before the accident."

"It's really something to be congratulated on."

Matthew smiled and walked into Arkham Asylum with Barbara.

……

The dean of the Arkham Asylum received a call from Batman in the morning, knowing that a young man named Matthew Fast Constantine would come to the mental hospital to check the Joker's medical files, accompanied by Damian and Barbara.

So, as soon as Matthew revealed his identity to the dean, the dean pushed him a thick stack of medical files that had been prepared a long time ago: "These are all the files of the clown."

"that's it?"

"Is this much enough?"

The dean was a little surprised.

Matthew: "The clown has entered and exited Arkham many times, and the medical files left behind should theoretically be many. Why are there only so few?"

"The clown does come and go to Arkham frequently, but he didn't leave too many medical records in Arkham. He is very cunning. He either perfunctoryly treated the doctors we sent or used various traps to make them be full of him. Confused by sophistical words, become his accomplice, or be directly driven crazy by him, and destroy part of the medical files by the way."

"I see."

Matthew accepted the dean's explanation, opened the medical file, and found that Arkham's medical file did not even record the Joker's real name.

"Why is this? Why doesn't the clown's real name appear in the clown's file?" Matthew asked the dean.

The dean smiled wryly and said, "Because every time he entered Arkham to register, he gave him a different name. Then we sent someone to check and found that there was no such person in Gotham."

"So even his name is—"

"Yes, until now, all known clown names are fake."

"Then his social connections—"

"Do you mean before you became a clown or after you became a clown?"

"Before becoming a clown, of course..." Matthew said, "I'm interested in his life before becoming a clown."

"Then you are doomed to be disappointed. His experience before becoming a clown is just like his real name. There are still different opinions and uncertainties."

"Since this is the case, I have decided not to pursue the clown's past."

Matthew turned over the first page of the archives that recorded the basic information of the clown, and checked in detail the medical records and recovery evaluations of the clown by the attending doctors of the past generations.

Barbara looked up and saw a man hanging on a tall tree opposite the dean's office.